OPTIONS:
WAKING UP
You wake up in a studio in an apartment building that's got windows all boarded up. You remember being sick, you remember dying, and you probably can't believe this is the afterlife. If you head out into the hall you'll see that others are heading out too, looking just as confused as you are. All of you died, most of you of the same thing. If you head down to the front office, you'll meet a native resident who will explain in brief that you're in Aqora, a settlement living among the undead and that people like you show up every so often. You'll be given an informational pamphlet, a shitty cell phone, and a walkie. Then you'll be expected to figure it out. No one has time to hold your hand.
EXPLORING
Miscellaneous things here: shops and restaurants turned into places to live, apartments full of people living day to day, the main focus (the library) being the hub where people come to learn and children go to school. Because school never ends, even in the apocalypse. Feel free to buddy up with other newcomers to figure out what the hell is going on.
OR, say you've been here a while. It's time to figure out how to get more supplies! Let's go on a supply run. You'll just be heading out past the barricades to start, and you'll have to dig through buildings to try and find things. If you're lucky, maybe you'll hit a cache. If you're unlucky, you'll find too many undead to fight. No one goes out alone though, so hopefully your partner can help.
"NETWORK"
Someone has set up a rudimentary network using the nearest cell towers. You can communicate with others in the area but only via voice and text. Anything further out is voice only via walkies. You can have a username or leave it blank.
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thebreathing2017-06-15 05:10 pm
exploring.
of course he is. he's built for it from the ground up and there's no denying that his oddly squirrel-like (or ninja-like, if you're feeling kind) abilities help out along the way. it's been a pretty good day with his partner, with whom he communicates mostly in gestures.
which would explain why beth wouldn't have heard paul or the woman he's working with - colleen - they haven't been talking. They split up at the doors of the store to go comb through aisles and pick what they can - it's slow picking and by the time he hears someone demanding things of him it's too late. stupid, stupid, stupid. should have been paying more attention.
paul steps out from around a corner slowly, hands at his sides but bent up at the elbows to show his open and empty hands. ] Hi.
[ nailed it. ] My name is Paul. Colleen and I are on a run from Aqora. That where you're from?
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I'm not from there, but it's where I woke up.
[It feels important to make that distinction. She doesn't want to think of Aqora as home. It isn't the farm or the prison, not without any of her family here.]
My name's Beth. I came out this way with someone, but we were separated.
[He isn't attacking her yet, so she feels alright loosening her hold on the knife so she can shift the weight of the heavy bag that's hanging over her shoulder.]
I'm getting things for the school, if you wanna help.
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[ paul's entire stance is non-threatening. he finally lowers his hands when beth seems to relax marginally. he nods slightly. ] Colleen is on the other side of the store looking through things. How have you been doing with the school supplies? I'd like to help.
[ he does seem oddly at ease with a knife on him, anyway. looking for school supplies gives a certain purpose to the conversation so he starts doing that while he considers what to say next. ] What's it like where you're from?
[ a beat. ] Anyone from there here? There's only one person I know here. We... [ a longer pause. ] I guess you could say we got here together.