Jane Andrews (Imp)
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Work: Restaurant Manager
Reason for being here: Chance and happenstance, the right place at the right time, had a huge role in how she came to be in the shelter of this park's concrete bathroom at the start of play. She was walking home from a judo class when the troubles started that lead to her sheltering here.
Weapons: Stun Gun (Full battery)
Items: Water bottle(full)
((Before I begin, I hate you))
Taking the patrols into view, you determine you are towards the center if not a bit towards your left on their end of the patrol. Passing through wouldn't be too much of a hassle. Listening to their conversation as they go by, you hear things such as reward money and getting the hottest babes with the money they could spend after all this. Though otherwise they just fantasize about what they will have and not really anything else in particular that is too interesting. From seeing them go side to side so many times however you realize one of them had taken out a walkie talkie after it signaled them with a muffled voice. They were too far away to hear what it said but it sounded female? At least you think. After all this you look amongst the cars, most were broken into, or just broken for that matter, there was quite a few there. As for hiding places, the wreckage in the streets would be best, or going from building to building. If you could find a way to get to the top of the residential buildings you could hop the roofs from how close they are. Though your car is definitely on the ground. While the door wasn't open, the window was already broken into. There was a four-door passenger vehicle. It seems the battery was dead or stolen as nothing was on. The truck already open, you spotted some tossed groceries to the side, someone was trying to go home from shopping. It wasn't completely dark, but it was between another car, the trunk seeming to have been rammed open by the vehicle actually. The plan was almost perfect. Then you hear the walkie talkie again. This time, it close enough. "Yah we got some sort of soldia boy here boss man, what you wanna do?" The leader of this little gang as now revealed thinks, "Capture him, we'll bring him to a merc or something. Gotta be worth something, do it now." An evil smile comes across his face before their patrol seemed to disband for some unknown reason. They went into a nearby building for now, but you couldn't see if they would be coming back out soon or not.
((*Takes deep breath, coughing*))
Bekter Hunter (Patrick Hunt)
Age : 27
Gender : Male
Work : Off duty soldier.
Reason here : Bekter came to take a vacation and everything went to hell around him, again.
Weapons: Bolt-action Hunting rifle(loaded) - 4 bullets, Poopy Plunger
Items: Toilet Paper, used lighter
While attempting to reason with a disgruntled crowd might be a normal, goodie way of doing things. You quickly find out these people are carrying weapons for a reason. One of them pulls out a radio, "Hey Yah we got some sort of soldia boy here boss man, what you wanna do?" Before the man on the other side could even respond you start running towards the alley ways. (1 v 1) They manage to trail you easily enough. It is all well and good to run from one or two people, but you got many eyes looking down many ways. It was hard to lose such people. (3 v 4) Continuing to run ends up with them beginning to catch up with you. They throw a couple things at you, bottles and rocks (5 v 3). You manage to dodge such things, and your breath is beginning to be known. (4 v 6) And they have grabbed at you a couple times. In the end, the alleys run out and you are forced into a dead end. While it is a small area, you are fighting around 14 of the previous 20. Seems you managed to lose some the first time, at least the slowest of them. If you only had water you probably could of been at least a little better off in a longer sprint.
They speak. "Put down your gun and the plunger. Come with us quietly, no one has to get hurt." Your rifle is a bolt-action, while loaded, they would overwhelm you instantly. The three brick walls surrounding you offer no help, and the nearest source of salvation is past them. Will you give up?
Rune (Coolrune206)
Age: 21
Gender: Female (In only this game
)
Work: Electrical engineer
Reason here: Flipped a powerswitch wrong, got zapped, and woke up here. Wants only to get his old life back
Weapons: Bonesaw, scalpel
Items: Sheet-basket, Anti-biotics, rubbing alcohol, bandages, Dermo-plastic cannister(half full)
You fashion a quick pack, it looks pretty stupid and you look pretty stupid. It hangs off you and rather than a backpack, it acts more like a basket or giant pocket using your back and it as a way to store things. It can't store sharp things, or too much heavy or it will rip. But it could do for now.