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Kentucky Fried Land
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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Wed Oct 19, 2016 7:13 pm

The United States of North Amerigo wrote:Who we waiting on now? Or is OP gonna post.

I'm going to wait on Krytonus and Galdius right now. Probably would also be good for someone to grab Connifer and David.
To realize that all your life - all your love, all your hate, all your memory, all your pain, it was all the same thing. It was all the same dream, a dream that you had inside a locked room. A dream about bein' a person.


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Corrupt Dictatorship

Postby Ormata » Wed Oct 19, 2016 7:24 pm

Name: Rylie Ashley Knox
Age: 25
Faction (Civilian, Firefly):
Sex: Female
Image

Appearance: Rylie has an oval face, with striking, red hair and brown eyes. Her skin is, due to her adamant nature to not traveling during the day, not at all tan. Her body is what one might consider normal in the apocalypse, standing at 5’5” and weighing at 150 Lbs. Her assets, or perhaps lack thereof, are often covered by a loose, plaid shirt.
Equipment/Personal Belongings: Colt .45 M1911, Switchblade, Izmel, 3x 1ft gauze strips, 1/8 Oz. of Marijuana, one sheet of newspaper, matches, canteen, M40 field protective mask, rucksack. Torn hoodie and dull hatchet (Cracked blade, not used until she can fully scrap it).
Personality: Rylie is a joker. She enjoys making jokes, making light in less than joyous situations, etc. She is pragmatic, somewhat, using her sexuality to gain the advantage in certain situations, though she does not, in any way, shape, or form, let those men keep what they have. There’s a reason she has an Izmel, after all. Rylie is somewhat selfish, in addition to this, not willing to help those outside of the little group. She tends to think of “Us before Them” as a good motto.
Bio: Born in the few years prior to the event, Rylie was raised in a suburban home in Florida. She was only a kid when all the shit hit all the fans, but her uncle found her, hiding in the car while infected tried to break-in. He would kill them, and later would find the mangled bodies of Rylie’s parents.

Seeing that the South was somewhat lost, her uncle, Jake, would take the two up to the northern states. His reasoning was that the north would be more heavily fortified, due to it being more important. At the age of five they found an enclave, in Kentucky, and waited there for a time. Rylie would, at that ‘enclave’, discover that humans were just as animal as the infected; three boys, one girl, alone in the woods did not make for a good situation. She would not speak of this, afterwards, though some comments by her uncle would later lead to the three boys never being able to do what they did again. A knife is sharp, they found.

This interlude in their ways would continue until the enclave was attacked by a horde of infected. Jake would be killed, along with the rest, and Rylie would run away. Her running would lead her, after some time, to being found by Vedenin, who took the little girl in and helped her. She has been with that group ever since.
Strengths: Smart, Resourceful, and Self-Preserved.
Weaknesses: Not the most athletic of survivors, and her tendency to release gets her in trouble.
*Living Family Members (include locations):
Vedenin Arseniy Valeryevich
Malakai Keller, Unknown
Bobby Hughes, Unknown
*Quirks: Somehow she has Marijuana nearly always. Also, a tad flirty.
*Likes: Marijuana, cuddling, and honest twits, in that order. Also, prostitutes, though that may be inserted wherever the prostitute may lie.
*Dislikes: Rapists, overbearing military, children.
*Worst Fears: To be helpless.
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add):
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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Wed Oct 19, 2016 7:37 pm

Ormata wrote:snip

Looks good. Accepted, of course. Gonna start going with green for accepted apps and red for denied apps, because of the scanners and I think it's kind of cool. If dorky.
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Postby The United States of North Amerigo » Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:18 pm

KFC, what do you think of (eventually) Frank Johnson becoming a character. But not immediately.
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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:31 pm

The United States of North Amerigo wrote:KFC, what do you think of (eventually) Frank Johnson becoming a character. But not immediately.

Maybe. I'm not sure if Francis and Porter will survive the day, though. If you wanna claim either of them, be my guest, because otherwise they'll be killed off.
To realize that all your life - all your love, all your hate, all your memory, all your pain, it was all the same thing. It was all the same dream, a dream that you had inside a locked room. A dream about bein' a person.


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The United States of North Amerigo
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Postby The United States of North Amerigo » Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:33 pm

Kentucky Fried Land wrote:
The United States of North Amerigo wrote:KFC, what do you think of (eventually) Frank Johnson becoming a character. But not immediately.

Maybe. I'm not sure if Francis and Porter will survive the day, though. If you wanna claim either of them, be my guest, because otherwise they'll be killed off.

Aight, let's keep Francis alive. I'll make an application for him after our hospital run. (Unless I forget.)
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Postby Ormata » Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:40 pm

KFC, I am going to be editing some portions of Rylie's application due to my finding some, well...better images. I will post when I have completed my edits.

FULLY EDITED. Here ya go.
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Postby Pacific Brotherhood of Steel » Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:52 pm

Name: Kyle Busch
Age: 37
Faction: Military
Sex: Male
Appearance: WIP
Equipment/Personal Belongings: WIP
Personality: WIP
Bio: WIP
Strengths: WIP
Weaknesses: WIP
*Living Family Members: WIP
*Quirks: 2IP
*Likes (stuff like foods, sports or hobbies): WIP
*Dislikes (don’t say “zombies” or “Hunters.” No shit nobody likes them, try and think of something more personal): WIP
*Worst Fears: WIP
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add): WIP

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Postby Ormata » Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:54 pm

Pacific Brotherhood of Steel wrote:Name: Kyle Busch
Age: 37
Faction: Military
Sex: Male
Appearance: WIP
Equipment/Personal Belongings: WIP
Personality: WIP
Bio: WIP
Strengths: WIP
Weaknesses: WIP
*Living Family Members: WIP
*Quirks: 2IP
*Likes (stuff like foods, sports or hobbies): WIP
*Dislikes (don’t say “zombies” or “Hunters.” No shit nobody likes them, try and think of something more personal): WIP
*Worst Fears: WIP
*Miscellaneous (anything else you’d like to add): WIP


Permit me to state that the OP has stated that no-more military characters will be accepted.

Sorry.

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Postby Galdius » Thu Oct 20, 2016 3:02 am

Alright, so everyone is in the back office right? I'll post tonight as I'm heading back home today. I'll have my characters and the two NPCs storm the room, finding that they are late to the party.
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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 20, 2016 4:27 am

Galdius wrote:Alright, so everyone is in the back office right? I'll post tonight as I'm heading back home today. I'll have my characters and the two NPCs storm the room, finding that they are late to the party.

I believe that everybody is in the lobby now, except for Nick and Molly.
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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 20, 2016 4:36 am

Kylantha wrote:
Name: Lyle T. Sorenson
Age: 14
Faction: Civilian
Sex: Male
Appearance: This should do.

Equipment/Personal Belongings:
Lyle wears black eyeglasses, a red cotton flannel, a blue wind breaker, black jeans and shoes, and sometimes wears a paperboy hat. He has a ceramic knife on him at all times, alcohol, sterile cloths, gum, and a general encyclopedia.

Personality: Very insightful, timid, and clever, although a little eccentric. Lyle has a lot of fears and peeves that could make him difficult to be around, but sometimes his random comments and observant and inquisitive nature can be extremely helpful in different situations.

Bio:
Lyle was born to a Dutch-Swedish couple living in Georgetown, South Carolina. They were part of a fairly large group whose settlement was hidden along the coast. Unknown to Lyle and his brother, the group often had dealings with the Fireflies. Later, this would pay off well when the military finally stumbles upon the settlement. The group responds to the military with hostility, and a gunfight ensues. Lyle, his brother and their mother are hustled off to the camp’s exit points, but in the fray, Lyle loses track of his family. He is trampled a few times by other settlers and remains face down on the ground until someone pulls him back up on his feet. It was his dad.

Feeling much safer at that point, Lyle followed everything that his pa said to do, and the main thing was to run. They did, and Lyle could see in the distance as cars and station wagons streamed out the camp’s North-East exit. Soon there were no more vehicles to board and Lyle, his dad, along with over twenty other settlers, were apprehended. Scans were quickly conducted, and unfortunately, Lyle’s father was identified as infected with the cordyceps. A group of soldiers talk amongst themselves before taking Lyle forcibly away from his father. The lady soldier who holds Lyle brings him away as his father is shoved off, out of sight, then came a series of loud cracks. Lyle knew what happened. He wasn’t stupid, and at the moment his crying subsided into wretched sobbing. He felt completely broken, all alone.

As he was carried off, Lyle knew the lady soldier was crying, too. Perhaps out of sympathy. She sang a soft lullaby to him as they left the camp and up to a gathering of military vehicles. Lyle was placed on a truck along with other settlers, and they were driven off. Lyle didn’t know what happened or why it had to happen, but since then, he was never as enthusiastic about life in general. He would always have this pensive expression on and often spent time on his own.

That lady soldier did become friends with Lyle, and when they arrived at Murrell’s Inlet, she taught Lyle about how things worked. She volunteered to care for him, and the two were able to build a garden on a rooftop of one of the more stable buildings in the vicinity. Lyle was at least satisfied, if not happy, but at some point that would end as well. The lady soldier went out on patrol and never returned. Lyle asked a squadmate of hers and he simply said ‘Hunters.’
Since then, Lyle has been living on the rooftop of his latest home, tending to his garden that helped the QZ produce more food. He has very few friends, and a lot of work to do, since he hates idling.

Strengths: He’s very smart and observant, has a lot of skill and experience in basic human needs, very good with animals, has a green thumb, and is fairly calm even in very tense situations.

Weaknesses: Lyle isn’t a fighter at all. He prefers to submit rather than be hurt due to extensive resistance, though he will defend himself accordingly if need be. He hates rats and worms, so those might make him jump.. He dislikes strangers and won’t bother talking to them unless he’s seen enough of them to make good judgment.

Living Family Members: Amelia and Noah T. Sorenson. Mother and younger brother, currently holed up at Conway, South Carolina.

Quirks: Lyle prompts everyone to call him 'Fairfax', which means 'blond'. (He refuses to tell anyone his real name) He is obsessed with personal hygiene, is a grammar nazi, fears rats and worms, talks to plants and certain animals, is also obsessed with symmetry and order. His garden is an example of this.

Likes: Corn soup, oatmeal, bread, cheese, boiled eggs, plants (including flowers), horses, raccoons, squirrels, martens and weasels, books, water, gardening, card games, rain, snow, the color blue, stars, all kinds of birds, and peaches.

Dislikes: Rats and worms, first and foremost. But he also dislikes asymmetry, stupid people, creaky floorboards, stinky or unshaven people, pain, nails and needles, hot days, mud, loud and startling sounds, and sleep.

Worst Fears: Death and pain most of all. He is also afraid of rooms without windows, rats, any sort of fog, and being alone in the dark (In this case he would become paranoid and will be on full alert.).

Miscellaneous: N/t/A

Name: Cedric Rothstein Smith
Age: 16
Faction: Civilian
Sex: Male
Appearance: Cedric
Equipment/Personal Belongings:
A beige coat with a furred collar, blue jeans that are torn at the knees, a blue plaid shirt, and a black bonnet. He has an old walkie-talkie that he found in one of the buildings with his friends, as well as an SLR camera with no batteries left.

Personality:
A fairly plain guy. He’s rebellious and delinquent in nature, but very loving and obedient towards his parents. He’s also quite protective of his sister, to the point of empty heroism or ridiculous risk at times. He is a very loyal fellow and is rather gullible, often torn between the good and bad traits of things.

Bio:
Cedric was born in Murrell's Inlet with her sister, * *. Their parents were well known as kind, friendly people, and they attended to various jobs within the QZ, but agreed between themselves never to join the security forces. Cedric's father was an experienced general physician, while their mother’s expertise lay in teaching young kids. Cedric himself had his eyes on other tasks though. He didn’t like being restricted to the rules of the QZ and often stole from other people and scavenged through buildings with a gang of other more delinquent boys. They rarely ever got into trouble, but when they did, they often put masks on just to be sure that no one would be caught. However, an incident which involved two boys being shot presumably dead by soldiers while stealing ended Cedric’s endeavors with the group altogether. Somehow his sister had known all along, and she threatened to tell their parents if he didn’t stop.

So Cedric ended up being stuck with the boring stuff. He actually started helping people with shops, going to the hospital every now and then to help with patients, and even farming, which he happened to hate a lot. But this was where he met Lyle Sorenson. He and Sorenson quickly became friends as the boy often talked about the Fireflies, the group that had saved his life and those of his brother and mother (albeit for ambiguous reasons). Cedric was told about the general idealism of the Fireflies, and he immediately took a liking to them, now believing what the military said about them to be nothing but lies.
Now Cedric fantasizes about joining them, though he obviously has no idea what he would be in for, affiliating himself with such a group. But then, he’s never been the type to think before acting, so it should be fun to watch.

Strengths: He’s tough, determined, practical, and loyal. Cedric has accumulated quite an amount of general knowledge over the years, which makes him fairly useful. He has his parents to thank for this.

Weaknesses: Although tough and aggressive in the face of threats, Cedric doesn’t actually know how to fight. He can throw punches and kicks at the opponent, but not in a way that will strategically bring them to their knees. He can also be too reckless, heroic, and outrageously obnoxious, depending on the persons he interacts with.

Living Family Members : * * Rothstein Smith (sister – Murrell’s Inlet)

Quirks: He hates when people stare, and also rain. Cedric also twicks a lot. You know, sucking air through the teeth and over the tongue?.. Also, he mumbles to himself a lot, is nervous when eating in front of others, and often checks the sky for unknown reasons.
Likes: Adventure, sunny days, basketball, guns, beer, secrets, and cars.

Dislikes: Cedric absolutely hates rain, know-it-alls, rules, vines, pop tarts, artichokes, vegetables, dogs, cats, people who interfere with others’ business, and also… Eggs.
Worst Fears: Losing his family, storms with thunder and lightning and all, and dogs.
Miscellaneous: N/t/A

Alright, nice job. Don't really see young boys all that often in RP. Accepted.
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Postby Kylantha » Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:28 am

Yey~ Thank you~

Now I wait for Mister Corrian.

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Postby Anowa » Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:22 am

Kentucky Fried Land wrote:
Kylantha wrote:
Name: Lyle T. Sorenson
Age: 14
Faction: Civilian
Sex: Male
Appearance: This should do.

Equipment/Personal Belongings:
Lyle wears black eyeglasses, a red cotton flannel, a blue wind breaker, black jeans and shoes, and sometimes wears a paperboy hat. He has a ceramic knife on him at all times, alcohol, sterile cloths, gum, and a general encyclopedia.

Personality: Very insightful, timid, and clever, although a little eccentric. Lyle has a lot of fears and peeves that could make him difficult to be around, but sometimes his random comments and observant and inquisitive nature can be extremely helpful in different situations.

Bio:
Lyle was born to a Dutch-Swedish couple living in Georgetown, South Carolina. They were part of a fairly large group whose settlement was hidden along the coast. Unknown to Lyle and his brother, the group often had dealings with the Fireflies. Later, this would pay off well when the military finally stumbles upon the settlement. The group responds to the military with hostility, and a gunfight ensues. Lyle, his brother and their mother are hustled off to the camp’s exit points, but in the fray, Lyle loses track of his family. He is trampled a few times by other settlers and remains face down on the ground until someone pulls him back up on his feet. It was his dad.

Feeling much safer at that point, Lyle followed everything that his pa said to do, and the main thing was to run. They did, and Lyle could see in the distance as cars and station wagons streamed out the camp’s North-East exit. Soon there were no more vehicles to board and Lyle, his dad, along with over twenty other settlers, were apprehended. Scans were quickly conducted, and unfortunately, Lyle’s father was identified as infected with the cordyceps. A group of soldiers talk amongst themselves before taking Lyle forcibly away from his father. The lady soldier who holds Lyle brings him away as his father is shoved off, out of sight, then came a series of loud cracks. Lyle knew what happened. He wasn’t stupid, and at the moment his crying subsided into wretched sobbing. He felt completely broken, all alone.

As he was carried off, Lyle knew the lady soldier was crying, too. Perhaps out of sympathy. She sang a soft lullaby to him as they left the camp and up to a gathering of military vehicles. Lyle was placed on a truck along with other settlers, and they were driven off. Lyle didn’t know what happened or why it had to happen, but since then, he was never as enthusiastic about life in general. He would always have this pensive expression on and often spent time on his own.

That lady soldier did become friends with Lyle, and when they arrived at Murrell’s Inlet, she taught Lyle about how things worked. She volunteered to care for him, and the two were able to build a garden on a rooftop of one of the more stable buildings in the vicinity. Lyle was at least satisfied, if not happy, but at some point that would end as well. The lady soldier went out on patrol and never returned. Lyle asked a squadmate of hers and he simply said ‘Hunters.’
Since then, Lyle has been living on the rooftop of his latest home, tending to his garden that helped the QZ produce more food. He has very few friends, and a lot of work to do, since he hates idling.

Strengths: He’s very smart and observant, has a lot of skill and experience in basic human needs, very good with animals, has a green thumb, and is fairly calm even in very tense situations.

Weaknesses: Lyle isn’t a fighter at all. He prefers to submit rather than be hurt due to extensive resistance, though he will defend himself accordingly if need be. He hates rats and worms, so those might make him jump.. He dislikes strangers and won’t bother talking to them unless he’s seen enough of them to make good judgment.

Living Family Members: Amelia and Noah T. Sorenson. Mother and younger brother, currently holed up at Conway, South Carolina.

Quirks: Lyle prompts everyone to call him 'Fairfax', which means 'blond'. (He refuses to tell anyone his real name) He is obsessed with personal hygiene, is a grammar nazi, fears rats and worms, talks to plants and certain animals, is also obsessed with symmetry and order. His garden is an example of this.

Likes: Corn soup, oatmeal, bread, cheese, boiled eggs, plants (including flowers), horses, raccoons, squirrels, martens and weasels, books, water, gardening, card games, rain, snow, the color blue, stars, all kinds of birds, and peaches.

Dislikes: Rats and worms, first and foremost. But he also dislikes asymmetry, stupid people, creaky floorboards, stinky or unshaven people, pain, nails and needles, hot days, mud, loud and startling sounds, and sleep.

Worst Fears: Death and pain most of all. He is also afraid of rooms without windows, rats, any sort of fog, and being alone in the dark (In this case he would become paranoid and will be on full alert.).

Miscellaneous: N/t/A

Name: Cedric Rothstein Smith
Age: 16
Faction: Civilian
Sex: Male
Appearance: Cedric
Equipment/Personal Belongings:
A beige coat with a furred collar, blue jeans that are torn at the knees, a blue plaid shirt, and a black bonnet. He has an old walkie-talkie that he found in one of the buildings with his friends, as well as an SLR camera with no batteries left.

Personality:
A fairly plain guy. He’s rebellious and delinquent in nature, but very loving and obedient towards his parents. He’s also quite protective of his sister, to the point of empty heroism or ridiculous risk at times. He is a very loyal fellow and is rather gullible, often torn between the good and bad traits of things.

Bio:
Cedric was born in Murrell's Inlet with her sister, * *. Their parents were well known as kind, friendly people, and they attended to various jobs within the QZ, but agreed between themselves never to join the security forces. Cedric's father was an experienced general physician, while their mother’s expertise lay in teaching young kids. Cedric himself had his eyes on other tasks though. He didn’t like being restricted to the rules of the QZ and often stole from other people and scavenged through buildings with a gang of other more delinquent boys. They rarely ever got into trouble, but when they did, they often put masks on just to be sure that no one would be caught. However, an incident which involved two boys being shot presumably dead by soldiers while stealing ended Cedric’s endeavors with the group altogether. Somehow his sister had known all along, and she threatened to tell their parents if he didn’t stop.

So Cedric ended up being stuck with the boring stuff. He actually started helping people with shops, going to the hospital every now and then to help with patients, and even farming, which he happened to hate a lot. But this was where he met Lyle Sorenson. He and Sorenson quickly became friends as the boy often talked about the Fireflies, the group that had saved his life and those of his brother and mother (albeit for ambiguous reasons). Cedric was told about the general idealism of the Fireflies, and he immediately took a liking to them, now believing what the military said about them to be nothing but lies.
Now Cedric fantasizes about joining them, though he obviously has no idea what he would be in for, affiliating himself with such a group. But then, he’s never been the type to think before acting, so it should be fun to watch.

Strengths: He’s tough, determined, practical, and loyal. Cedric has accumulated quite an amount of general knowledge over the years, which makes him fairly useful. He has his parents to thank for this.

Weaknesses: Although tough and aggressive in the face of threats, Cedric doesn’t actually know how to fight. He can throw punches and kicks at the opponent, but not in a way that will strategically bring them to their knees. He can also be too reckless, heroic, and outrageously obnoxious, depending on the persons he interacts with.

Living Family Members : * * Rothstein Smith (sister – Murrell’s Inlet)

Quirks: He hates when people stare, and also rain. Cedric also twicks a lot. You know, sucking air through the teeth and over the tongue?.. Also, he mumbles to himself a lot, is nervous when eating in front of others, and often checks the sky for unknown reasons.
Likes: Adventure, sunny days, basketball, guns, beer, secrets, and cars.

Dislikes: Cedric absolutely hates rain, know-it-alls, rules, vines, pop tarts, artichokes, vegetables, dogs, cats, people who interfere with others’ business, and also… Eggs.
Worst Fears: Losing his family, storms with thunder and lightning and all, and dogs.
Miscellaneous: N/t/A

Alright, nice job. Don't really see young boys all that often in RP. Accepted.

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Kylantha
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Postby Kylantha » Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:38 am

I know right? But we'll see what happens, I guess. >.>

Also... Are you guys having this problem where the text in the bottom half of the posts are really small?.. >.<

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Postby WaRtArIa » Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:39 am

Kylantha wrote:I know right? But we'll see what happens, I guess. >.>

Also... Are you guys having this problem where the text in the bottom half of the posts are really small?.. >.<

No, but the thread broke again.

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The Vekta-Helghast Empire
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Postby The Vekta-Helghast Empire » Thu Oct 20, 2016 8:40 am

This thread is really weird on this page, I won't lie - just the way it seems to be formatting itself. Also I'll be posting a bit later - I've got work for the next six hours. :(

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The United States of North Amerigo
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Postby The United States of North Amerigo » Thu Oct 20, 2016 5:47 pm

OP when will ACT 1 kick off.
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Postby Galdius » Thu Oct 20, 2016 5:55 pm

The United States of North Amerigo wrote:OP when will ACT 1 kick off.

Assumedly once we escape the outpost, we still need to go to the hospital and get everyone patched up from their wounds.
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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 20, 2016 5:57 pm

Galdius wrote:
The United States of North Amerigo wrote:OP when will ACT 1 kick off.

Assumedly once we escape the outpost, we still need to go to the hospital and get everyone patched up from their wounds.

Yep. I was gonna wait for Krytonus to work up a post, but I suppose I'll go ahead and moved everybody from the town hall to the park.
To realize that all your life - all your love, all your hate, all your memory, all your pain, it was all the same thing. It was all the same dream, a dream that you had inside a locked room. A dream about bein' a person.


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Postby Galdius » Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:00 pm

Kentucky Fried Land wrote:
Galdius wrote:Assumedly once we escape the outpost, we still need to go to the hospital and get everyone patched up from their wounds.

Yep. I was gonna wait for Krytonus to work up a post, but I suppose I'll go ahead and moved everybody from the town hall to the park.

Can you give me five minutes, I'm posting my character moving into the main hall.

Also, would it be possible for me to have command say something on the radio? they've been pretty absent so far. I'll send you the details of what would be said.
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Postby The V O I D » Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:02 pm

Kentucky Fried Land wrote:
Galdius wrote:Assumedly once we escape the outpost, we still need to go to the hospital and get everyone patched up from their wounds.

Yep. I was gonna wait for Krytonus to work up a post, but I suppose I'll go ahead and moved everybody from the town hall to the park.


Sounds good. Also, KFL, have you thought about who the immune person'll be?

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Postby Ormata » Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:21 pm

Oh, crap. I posted.

The V O I D wrote:
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Yep. I was gonna wait for Krytonus to work up a post, but I suppose I'll go ahead and moved everybody from the town hall to the park.


Sounds good. Also, KFL, have you thought about who the immune person'll be?


He's stated that that will be a mystery, lol.

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Postby Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:22 pm

Galdius wrote:
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Yep. I was gonna wait for Krytonus to work up a post, but I suppose I'll go ahead and moved everybody from the town hall to the park.

Can you give me five minutes, I'm posting my character moving into the main hall.

Also, would it be possible for me to have command say something on the radio? they've been pretty absent so far. I'll send you the details of what would be said.

Of course, that's fine.

The V O I D wrote:
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:Yep. I was gonna wait for Krytonus to work up a post, but I suppose I'll go ahead and moved everybody from the town hall to the park.


Sounds good. Also, KFL, have you thought about who the immune person'll be?

I have some. I think I've got a general idea of who it is, but I'm still thinking. Probably won't be revealed until Act 2 or 3.
To realize that all your life - all your love, all your hate, all your memory, all your pain, it was all the same thing. It was all the same dream, a dream that you had inside a locked room. A dream about bein' a person.


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Postby The V O I D » Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:22 pm

Kentucky Fried Land wrote:
Galdius wrote:Can you give me five minutes, I'm posting my character moving into the main hall.

Also, would it be possible for me to have command say something on the radio? they've been pretty absent so far. I'll send you the details of what would be said.

Of course, that's fine.

The V O I D wrote:
Sounds good. Also, KFL, have you thought about who the immune person'll be?

I have some. I think I've got a general idea of who it is, but I'm still thinking. Probably won't be revealed until Act 2 or 3.


I gotcha.

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