((Permission from zoo to skip the mob roll for this. SORT OF SAFE PLACE ONLY NOT.))
It had taken a bit of maneuvering around and a bit of moving cars out of the way, but a clear area of highway on the car pileup had been tidied, far enough away from the skyscraper nothing would come after people (as far as Rep could surmise) but close enough that they could know about it if it did. The cars also provided a natural material for building walls or at least blockades and the circle he'd cleared was something akin to a modern wagon circle.
Rep had marked out the area with spraypaint, writing directions on anything and everything he could find within the area with his distinctive graffiti handwriting directing to CIVILIAN DAYCARE. He didn't care who found this place, it was up to them to protect it and make it something useful.
The area itself was an empty expanse of flat tarmac with a tent he'd found in the back of someone's SUV set up to store damp perishable items and whatever other useful s**t he'd managed to find stashed therein. His and Harrison's civilians were sitting on the pile of old dog blankets and other things he'd managed to hoard to avoid laying them out on the concrete itself, there was plenty of room.
One of the cars had its lights left on to light the area and the high beams lit up even in the fog, it along with the writing was as clear an indicator as he could manage.
This done, all he could do was patiently wait and see if anyone else stepped up to help out.
((OOC - Somewhere to leave your civilian wards while you explore. We are not held responsible for anything that may or may not happen to them while here. They'll be fine I'm sure. Herd safety right?))
Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 1:51 pm
Harrison had cleared and set up camps before, although after setting a few cars in neutral to make a wagon circle this felt a little like a big couch fort.
Both their civilians were tucked in, and breathing, although probably starving to death or something awful. He hadn't brought any enteric tubes for stuffing down anybody that was going to be in a weird, fog-induced coma.
Harrison had added a friendly snowman near the entrance, only it was made out of safety cones and tires instead of snow. Its smile was an important contribution to morale. It also had a two knives and a lead pipe strapped to it, presumably making a statement about safety. One of the knives was on its forehead.
It was a safety unicone.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 1:56 pm
It took him a while to find the area that Rep had indicated, Gale having to circle around a few times before he'd located it. His civilian was both taller and heavier than himself, which meant that lugging him around was extremely less-than-ideal, and the possibility of simply having a place to let them safely rest was promising.
But he did finally manage to see the sign, distinguishable in its messy scrawl as he stepped up wearily. Gale had his civilian draped over his shoulder as he slogged up, looking, in spite of everything, sadly small and overshadowed by the man.
"Well, I have to hand it to you," he said with a grunt to Rep, who was, whether fortunately or unfortunately, the first familiar face he'd seen. Gale eased over to where he could see the other civilians laying. "This was a good idea."
With a bit of finagling and groaning, Gale finally managed to lay down his civilian with the others, swiping his hair out of his face and straightening a second later, breathing a little more heavily than usual.
The safety unicone was given a slightly suspicious look.
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Character's name: Gale Gentry Character's faction: Deus Ex Machina Hunter Character's division: Death Division Character's journal link:★ HP: 60 / 60 Weapon: Sniper Rifle ( 2d12 - 6 ) Runics: Runic chains + upgraded barrier daggers
It took some time to find the "daycare," but Jordan wasn't about to continue to haul the unconscious civilian around. Aside from the guy being heavy, it was risky to be weighed down and slowed, and it wasn't particularly safe for the civilian, either. Jordan was relieved to have a relatively safe place to leave the guy, and perfectly willing to take shifts guarding.
There was something vaguely resembling a snowman at the entrance, if a snowman was made out of weird junk and had knives strapped to it. Jordan paused to look at it, and decided that it was probably Harrison's doing. It looked like his type of creativity. "Hey," he called out to let they guys know he was here.
Gale had apparently made it here first, and Jordan nodded to the younger man as well as he moved into the circle of cars to put down his sleeping cargo, near the others but with enough room to be safe if the guy woke up and started thrashing. He rolled his shoulders with a soft groan. "Dude's heavy for being short," he said, then, "if you guys need help guarding them, I'll take shifts."
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Name: Jordan Miller Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Sun General appearance: Lean and tall, with blue eyes and reddish-blond hair worn in a ponytail. There are claw scars across the left side of his jaw and neck. He is wearing a Sun division coat. HP: 60/60
Character's name: Micah Lambert Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Micah BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Squarish, short, and irritable. He has short, sandy brown hair in a slightly spiky style, brown eyes, and glasses with a coppery wire frame. Wears practical, tough clothes, jeans or work pants with steel-toed or hiking boots, and a flannel or jacket over a t-shirt. He has a small gold wire earring in his left ear and a star tattooed on the back of his right wrist.
Rep couldn't help bu stand a little taller at the compliment, at first considering offering to help carry Gale's civilian before realizing it might be construed as a slight to his pride.
"Nae bother." he said with a grin before getting back to organizing more of the junk he'd managed to accumulate. "Glad to be of use to somebody."
Jordan got a grin too. "Good to see you are all right." Though there was a moment when despite himself, Rep found his gaze wandering to where he knew the concealed grail mark was. "You been feeling ok?" he asked, absently fingering the back of his own hand.
▐▐ CHARACTER'S NAME>>Gilda Farrel ▐▐ CHARACTER'S FACTION>>Prison ▐▐ CHARACTER'S JOURNAL>>[x] ▐▐ CHARACTER'S STATS>>[x] ▐▐ CHARACTER'S DESCRIPTION>> Tall and blonde with sleek curves and a very severe expression and disposition. Dressed impeccably despite the situation and apparently still in a rather businesslike mode. Scruffy and bedraggled, looking more than a little paranoid and traumatised.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 2:23 pm
She'd heard about this place on the radio and decided it was a good idea to check out. She didn't know anyone so she'd kept to wandering with her human instead of staying in one place for too long. At least this place seemed safe for the moment.
"Civilian daycare? I 'spose that's for the humans," she muttered, hesitantly moving closer into the safety of the circle of cars. "Ey there! I heard ya over the radio and thought I'd check this place out! If that's okay."
She had no idea who exactly the people were over the radio. They could be pretty much anything at this point. She wouldn't even be surprised if one ended up being a weird shadow creature. But if it was a place she could get some information while still taking care of her human then she would stay and help out.
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Character's name: Diana Vyn Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:X Character's survival stats: X BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERX
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Name: Kallan Faction: Ghost Suspecies/Division: Naaki General appearance: HP: 50
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 2:25 pm
"Damn, I hope we're not here long enough to need a shift rotation."
There was a whole lot of nothing to do out here besides bother wandering undead who were, to be fair, mostly minding their own business. And kick rocks.
"Should have brought toys for the playpen."
Conspiratorially, he whispered, "You oughta see the one Rex-" and he was sticking dutifully to code names, he guessed, "found."
...He meant the ferrari.
Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 2:41 pm
Jordan's appearance was welcomed with a weary nod and a slight smile from Gale as he tried to regain most of his breathing. Lugging around a civilian had been no easy task, and he gave the area around him a more lingering look, now that he wasn't preoccupied.
"Well, I think you did well, under the circumstances," said Gale to Rep. "It looks like we can at least relax just a little, even if we'll need to take shifts. But not carrying around dead weight makes it easier to scope out the place a bit more."
His eyes flickered towards Harrison, brows drawing together in mild confusion, - "The civilian?" - but the arrival of an unfamiliar, definitely-not-a-human came stepping up, and Gale glanced at her curiously, his gaze sweeping over her appearance with a scrutinizing expression on his face.
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Character's name: Gale Gentry Character's faction: Deus Ex Machina Hunter Character's division: Death Division Character's journal link:★ HP: 60 / 60 Weapon: Sniper Rifle ( 2d12 - 6 ) Runics: Runic chains + upgraded barrier daggers
"Good to see you guys. Feeling okay," Jordan answered Rep, and his hand went to the sleeve of his coat where the mark lay underneath, though he quickly turned the motion into brushing at a smear of dirt or blood across fabric. "A little sore from getting smacked around and hauling that guy, but that'll pass."
"We can hope, but if we do need shifts, or if you guys want to see what you can find out there." Jordan shrugged. "Fair, right? I'm not going to just drop the civilian off and run off again, I'll do my fair share." His eyebrows jumped at Harrison's whisper. "What'd he find?" he asked, lowering his voice.
A female voice called out from outside the circle, and the figure that came into view was definitely inhuman. Jordan straightened up, on alert, but this was a Halloween creature, not a shadowling or one of the zombies, and she didn't appear hostile.
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Name: Jordan Miller Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Sun General appearance: Lean and tall, with blue eyes and reddish-blond hair worn in a ponytail. There are claw scars across the left side of his jaw and neck. He is wearing a Sun division coat. HP: 60/60
Character's name: Micah Lambert Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Micah BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Squarish, short, and irritable. He has short, sandy brown hair in a slightly spiky style, brown eyes, and glasses with a coppery wire frame. Wears practical, tough clothes, jeans or work pants with steel-toed or hiking boots, and a flannel or jacket over a t-shirt. He has a small gold wire earring in his left ear and a star tattooed on the back of his right wrist.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 3:04 pm
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To the student Harrison said, "Yep, you got the right place. Got all the...you know, human amenities. We're humans ourselves. ...Mostly."
He grinned in a way that would not have proven reassuring to any civillians, if they were actually awake.
"Welcome. Guess we're all stuck for the time being. You can put them, uh, anywhere... want me to look over them?"
He rolled up his sleeves. He could check for pulses and broken bones. Frankly, he had some civillians dragged to him in all sorts of conditions, and he wasn't sure if any of the Hunter ranks were much better at it than theirs.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 3:22 pm
So it seemed all the people at this little gathering were hunters so far. Oh well, if they were friendly to her she had no problem. Besides, maybe her human would know one of the humans that were being dragged around by the hunters. She'd never encountered a hunter either, so there were plenty of learning experiences to be had.
"Sorry to interrupt the hunter shindig goin' on. Just wonderin' if there was anything interesting happening. Promise I won' be tryin to eat anyone," she smiled, motioning to the human in tow. "Ya mind helpin me for a moment. Just want to make sure I didn't hurt her. And if I did...well I didn't mean to."
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Character's name: Diana Vyn Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:X Character's survival stats: X BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERX
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Name: Kallan Faction: Ghost Suspecies/Division: Naaki General appearance: HP: 50
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 4:36 pm
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Harrison took a quick look over Diana's vitals. She had a pulse, so that was good. She was breathing. He checked her hands and fingertips, and after a bit of feeling around for further injury, he hummed, pleased, "Maybe a little dehydrated, looks like she got injured earlier- most of them seemed banged up. But-" he grinned at Kallan, "Nothing recent, looks good. You ever think of an occupation change, let us know."
He nodded over to where the blanket pile is. "Somewhere soft's good. Or uh," he rubbed his chin, watching someone arrange their civilian with an empty beer bottle in one hand, a used cigarette stub between their lips, and a pair of goggles. They looked almost conscious.
A tiny, fluffy, brown sheep was currently dragging a poor blond civilian man towards the "safe zone" at a slow pace, seeming to have trouble.
Oh, wait. No, it wasn't a sheep - just Radley.
She finally succeeded and put him against a car gently, nearly falling over him as she tried to maneuver around him. Sighing in relief and rolling back on her heels, Radley glanced up and gave a halfhearted wave to the rest of the group, doubling over and catching her breath.
"Made it," She breathed.
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Name: Radley Cooper Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Mist General Appearance: TINY AND FLUFFY LIKE SHEEP HP: 40/40
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and blue eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 5:39 pm
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"Great!" Harrison said, clapping Radley on the back, "Welcome in, stack your civ. You checked their vitals, or you want me to look them over?"
The yard had a broad array of...piled car contents. There was still fog, like there was fog everywhere, but here there was a little light and a little friendly chatter that wasn't the isolation of the deep and endless mist.
Rep was a man of weird talents, and making piles of discarded stuff was definitely one of them.
As she finally found the location of the care daycare, Noemi let out a soft sigh. Alex's body was draped fully over her's, like a lion's fur but..less lion...and fur. She was barely visible underneath the taller man and the way she moved with him was slow and hard, Alex's body jerking if she moved wrong.
She could've been mistake for a undead until she made it near the other bodies and then fell to her knees.
"Ah....I made it...." She wiped her brow and looked around, "E...Excuse me....Where...Where should I put him?" She pointed to the man. "I've checked all of his vitals and medical needs." She looked pointedly down to a gun shot wound that was wrapped with fresh bandages.
"H...Hi. I'm Noemi....from the mist..." She looked up at the others....Not really a group she knew well!
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Character's name: Noemi Character's faction: Mist hunter Character's journal link:[HERE] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Little tiny mist hunter, Red hair and thick accent. Often mistaken for Stormy: [HERE] HP: 50/50 Weapon: Trident (2d10-6)
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