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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 11, 2012 22:44:50 GMT -8
"I think I'll call you Code Blue. Cody for short. Or do you prefer Blue? Oh! You're a girl! Aww, I think I'll call you Mimi..." Bryce- "Haha, doctor. That dog is named Snoopi. Because it's a beagle, but then they turned to 'y' into an 'i' because of Jersey Shore. If her owners don't come back, might as well be Mimi."
"Sorry, Princess, that was a very naughty man. He's angry because he'll never be as smart as you! Oh, and he talks funny because he's from a little island far away. Hey, can I have some juice, please?" Zoe- "Wow, you're big, mister. Here's your juice!"
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 11, 2012 22:56:24 GMT -8
Dr. Victor let out a heavy sigh, watching the small puppy bound off to mingle among the pack. He let his gaze slice over towards the speaking youth. "I don't think there is any reference to New Jersey which has much to do with proper spelling. I suppose it was you who came up with the, ahem, grammatical atrocity directing people to the alley?" The doctor turned his vision back to his glorious coffee, savoring the intoxicating scent as one would a humidifier in winter. He let his foot tap Micah's chair, absently. "Care to step off the cranky train? It is only built for one, Micah."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 11, 2012 23:08:01 GMT -8
Seth and Kenny caught up with the group. Kenny tried to stick around, but remembered his guard duty and slunk away. Seth came to get a plate, and smiled at Alex. Seth- "Wow, a man after my own heart. Eat as much as you like, this food will all spoil in a few hours so we might as well live it up now. After this it's Poptarts and Lucky Charms until we learn how to hunt seagull."
Stevie- "Wow, what are all these people like, Snake? Most importantly, are there hot ladies?"
Seth- "I'm sure there are some very beautiful young women, but you really should get to know them yourself."
Stevie- "Yeah, bad guy to ask, what was I thinkin'? Haha!"
The brash man snagged his food and headed out to the community center to meet and greet.
Seth moved back to the community center, and smiled at Dr V.
Seth- "Did I hear that you are a doctor? That's really amazing, that's a vital role these days. Let me know if there's anything I can do to make you comfortable, we need someone like you to stick around!"
Bryce approached Micah casually from the other side.
Bryce - "Wow man, you a Satanist? Or just on the occult-trend?"
He gestured to Micah's pentagram sweater.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 11, 2012 23:26:41 GMT -8
Micah- "Why the HELL not?" Micah called out from his chair to Alex. Swear at one little kid and suddenly everyone's in your grill, geez. Perhaps it hadn't been a good idea, alienating the people who own the safe house, good one. Meh."Sorry kid." He ignored the doctor's slight on his cooking skills."I just don't like kids. I'm not cranky. You have to strike fear quickly in their little hearts or it's the endless fucking questions...Cute puppy, will you feed it? Take it on little walks? Can you handle the responsibility doctor?" He grinned.
Bryce- "Wow man, you a Satanist? Or just on the occult-trend?"
"Hahaha no mate.I just lucked out in the mystery wardrobe game. If anyone can spare some half decent clothes, it'd be fantastic."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 11, 2012 23:33:50 GMT -8
"Hum, yeah I got my clothes here, we might be about the same size. I'm pretty fuckin' unstylish though, so don't laugh. Maybe I'll grab some food and we can go look." Bryce seemed a little amused at Micah's display of crank-i-tude, but was playing it cool.
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Post by DKender on Oct 12, 2012 8:01:14 GMT -8
Alex turned and watched Seth make his rounds. He was a really friendly guy. Tall, too. Taller than Alex? Yeesh, sure was. There goes a genuine six-footer (and then some). He chugged back the orange juice, piled some more food on his plate, and moved away from the crowded area. Alex almost sat next to Micah the Child Hater, but then he saw Nat and Sarah nearby. "Hey, Micah, don’t worry about that girl," Alex said, in passing. "I explained that you have an Irish accent, so she won’t bother you again." He managed to deliver the line without snickering. When and if the time came, Alex wanted MANY kids, and it didn't matter whether they were adopted or not. Alex loved the idea of big families. Unfortunately, he was an only child, a rarity in his parents’ conservative Catholic community due to restrictions he preferred not to consider; the topic made him blush and stammer like Nat. Speaking of Nat ...
Alex plopped down next to him and started eating. The poor blonde seemed really out of it. Pale, nervous, afraid. Considering the circumstances, that wasn’t surprising. To Nat, Alex smiled in what he hoped was a disarming way. He'd met people like Nat before: they were like deer or rabbits, prey animals that startled quickly. Usually, a friendly smile did wonders. "Sorry for being pushy, man," he said. "You just look so much like my brother. Well, he's not my brother brother, but my brother brother, you know?" Alex took out his wallet and showed Nat a picture of Emiliano drinking bubble tea or, as Alex called it, nasty tea milk with sugar and chewy stuff. Emiliano really did look like a brunette, Hispanic Nat, oddly enough. "Where's your family living? Mine's all in California, except for Emil ... I don't know what happened to him yesterday night." His smile fell. "He wouldn’t swat mosquitoes. That's not even a joke. He was a secret Buddhist, something like that. I just don't know how he fared alone. I should have gone back to the dorm, instead of the mall, but his birthday was coming up, and ..." Alex shrugged and shook his head. "Sorry. I was asking about YOUR family, not mine."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 12, 2012 10:38:08 GMT -8
The doctor nicked a snack from the table, rolling it over his fingers before lowering it to the floor. He sipped his coffee a little, the mug displaying its proclamation. Dr. Victor seemed to sour again at the incessant talking, but once he realized some of the conversations was addressed him, the authority came back to his voice. "Well, Micah, I certainly seem able to handle things quite well. And a puppy is no less in the same state you were last night, except he has clothes on." He turned towards Seth, his eyes sliding down the bridge of his own nose. "My needs? Its about damned time someone cared about my needs and what services I can offer. I need supplies to take care of these sick ill people. And a soft bed, clean linens, hot water in a shower for decontaminating, a phonograph since I'm sure there are not any music players which do not run on electricity. Maybe a locking cabinet to keep the narcotics out of the hands of the more obviously afflicted souls of addiction? I want some form of record keeper. I need a special person who has the skills of medical coding. You know, just in case I can still bill for all this to the University Payroll. A quiet space, maybe a king sized, pillow top mattress, down pillows. Private restroom quarters are a must. And I need personal hygiene products, like toothpaste, and antiperspirants and nail clippers. Maybe someone who can practice reflexology or a massage therapist? Hmm?" The doctor blinked at the room. What? Do they really think I intend to slum it? Dr. Victor rolled his eyes and returned to his coffee, the only one who really understood him anyways.
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Post by Gillsing on Oct 12, 2012 11:21:30 GMT -8
Ben followed the Daiso gang upstairs, and stuck close to them while they were getting their food. He loaded up on meat and other things that seemed like it would offer good nutritional value compared to how much space it would take up in his stomach. Smart idea to cook up all the things that would spoil. Would be very lean times soon enough, unless some survivalist had stored up plenty of food for the apocalypse. But smart survivalists probably stayed the hell away from apartment buildings, given that man's worst enemy was man himself.
Now that the apocalypse was actually here, maybe there were worse things than 'man himself'. But Ben would sure like to meet the survivalist who had predicted that demons, ghosts and zombies would be the cause. Surely all those survivalists were 'true believers', who'd all go to heaven? No reason for them to stock up on canned and dried food. Except for their pets possibly, because dogs don't go to heaven. He remembered reading about some atheists offering to feed the pets of Christians who believed that the end was nigh. Clever challenge, that one.
Then he spotted Davin sitting by himself, eating food while looking shell-shocked. That looked like bad news. Had his family been killed? Or were they just missing? Maybe that was worse. Ben wouldn't know what to say to the man, so he decided to leave him alone for the moment.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 12, 2012 13:13:47 GMT -8
He turned towards Seth, his eyes sliding down the bridge of his own nose. "My needs? Its about damned time someone cared about my needs and what services I can offer. I need supplies to take care of these sick ill people. And a soft bed, clean linens, hot water in a shower for decontaminating, a phonograph since I'm sure there are not any music players which do not run on electricity. Maybe a locking cabinet to keep the narcotics out of the hands of the more obviously afflicted souls of addiction? I want some form of record keeper. I need a special person who has the skills of medical coding. You know, just in case I can still bill for all this to the University Payroll. A quiet space, maybe a king sized, pillow top mattress, down pillows. Private restroom quarters are a must. And I need personal hygiene products, like toothpaste, and antiperspirants and nail clippers. Maybe someone who can practice reflexology or a massage therapist? Hmm?" Seth nodded as the doctor spoke, which surprised him.
Seth- "Gosh, I should have written that down. There's a restaurant downstairs, it was pretty new. Maybe we could renovate it into a clinic. There's a lot of stainless steel in the kitchen, big refrigerator that's useless now but could become a cabinet perhaps. I'm hoping the power doesn't stay off forever, but I guess we have to prepare for the worst. Today we'll assign rooms, I'll make sure you get dibs on something good. Although, it may be unsafe to room by yourself with all the monsters around. It's up to you though, of course. You should talk to Marie, if you get the chance. She worked at UW Medical Research, but she wasn't a doctor unfortunately. Maybe she can do this coding you're talking about."
Meanwhile, Ben recognized someone talking to Micah. THAT FLOPPY HAIRED LITTLE BASTARD! That one who wouldn't check to see if his package was in! (Speaking of which, was it actually here?)
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 12, 2012 13:33:17 GMT -8
Dr. Victor shrugged absently, then spoke. "If you can't accomod- Wait. You'll give me something colloquially known as 'dibs?' Oh, my. Ahem, well, yes. I suppose it will be sufficient for now. A new diner would be sufficient, especially easy to keep clean from grime and rodents. I fear we will have issues with rodents." The good doctor leaned back in his chair, glancing about the room. "Roommates never live up to my standards. I suppose if my safety is your concern, I should begin interviewing- Oh, come on. I'll bunk with Micah. He's been through a lot. And I hear he's going clothes shopping. Maybe this time he can get something for me? It was dreadful. I had to examine everyone in nothing but a towel. And I didn't even charge for it. A shame; I could have gotten paid for the show as well. Is anyone going to eat this?" The doctor picked up a half-eaten morsel and set it on the floor. "Can't be wasteful, can we Mimi?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 12, 2012 13:42:25 GMT -8
Seth- "Ah rodents, good thinking. So far its been pretty clean but we had to throw a few bodies off the roof, zombies in their apartments, you know. --and one room... eh... well we're going to tape that one off I think, it's a bit hopeless. We'll have to work hard to make things sanitary. Anyway, I'm just so excited for us to have a real doctor! We really need someone with your talents and smarts. We're so lucky."
He smiled at the doctor. This guy was too chipper, but then again, he was complimenting the doctor's intelligence and talent... Should be he be cranky or flattered? Or both?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 12, 2012 13:58:27 GMT -8
Tyrone- "Got-dam, can you smell it?"
Anna- "Almost can't over the sleep-sweat. It's like 'The Gorge' in here."
Jackson- "Oh hey, Anna, you never got to see that Snake guy."
Anna- "Not sure I want to meet someone with that handle." The shifting crowd, furniture, and underfoot canines were hard to navigate, but they reached the barbecues to get some food. Tyrone got his food first (accepted graciously) and moved on, sitting near Nat and Alex, saying grace, and getting down to some long overdue business. Back at the grill, Jackson received the vegan smorgasbord. Jackson- (to Chantelle) "You're like a Vision of Madonna, my dear."
Chantelle- "What era? Lucky Star?"
Jackson- "..."
Chantelle- "I kid! Are you catholic?"
Jackson- "No, but I like to respect the spiritual."
Chantelle- "That's my ethos too!"
Anna- "You guys are friggin' weird. Gimme that bacon, earth mama!"
Chantelle- "Sure thing, sky child... Hey, you guys should go see Snake! he made all this possible. Smart guy."
Anna- "Jesus, OK, but I refuse to call him Snake." They worked their way through the crowd.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 12, 2012 15:23:05 GMT -8
Micah blushed at the doctor's words, turning red. (Hahaha Alex can think it's because of his SICK burn).
Bryce- "Hum, yeah I got my clothes here, we might be about the same size. I'm pretty fuckin' unstylish though, so don't laugh. Maybe I'll grab some food and we can go look."
"Uh Sure, as long as there is jeans and a plain tee of some dark colour, no worries. I'm not a complete arsehole" He said looking pointedly at the doctor. "I'll meet you back in ten, my big mouth seems to have made a fucking mess." He wandered over to where Chantelle and the kid were finishing the last of the cooking and drink serving. The woman was okay looking if you liked the hipster thing, weird hair though. Her and Jackson seemed to be communicating in some weird hipster way. Fucking vegans, every group had one and it always meant twice the bloody work. What? So they can eat meat-parodies, fake eggs? It was ridiculous, it was like a person being so against rape that they gave up sex. Who then turned around, and raped blow-up dolls instead. At least no one here was celiac, those were the worst especially the life-stylers. "Uh look I'm sorry kid.. uh Chloe? I shouldn't have 'made swears'. It was rude but you shouldn't ask so many fu... questions."With that he gave her a rather forced smile, kids were manipulative little shits. He sauntered away before the kid could answer. Next, Alex. He waited until Alex had finished talking about himself with Nat. Micah tried not to laugh at the term secret buddhist.
"Look man, I'm sorry. I shouldn't joke about those things you believe in. Your the closest thing I have to family right now. However, next time your trying to insult me... Irish accent, not insulting. Kiwi might have... or call me a frycook. Try being more creative next time." He smiled.
"Anyway I'm off to be de-gothed, hopefully the drugged-out guy hasn't forgotten..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 12, 2012 15:28:05 GMT -8
Ben followed the Daiso gang upstairs, and stuck close to them while they were getting their food. He loaded up on meat and other things that seemed like it would offer good nutritional...
Then he spotted Davin sitting by himself, eating food while looking shell-shocked. That looked like bad news. Had his family been killed? Or were they just missing? Maybe that was worse. Ben wouldn't know what to say to the man, so he decided to leave him alone for the moment...
Meanwhile, Ben recognized someone talking to Micah. THAT FLOPPY HAIRED LITTLE BASTARD! That one who wouldn't check to see if his package was in! (Speaking of which, was it actually here?) Sandy- "Nice to get a chance to breathe, not to mention eat. Hey Ben, you seem a little distracted. I mean, you did almost die at least once today, so maybe that's it, but..."
Sonya- "I'm so happy to be alive." She had a little tear in her eye, shook it off, and ate some sausage.
Kaito- "It's OK, Sonya. I have a good feeling about this place, and Mr. Snake."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 12, 2012 15:29:12 GMT -8
Anna finally made it through to the community center, already crunching on the last piece of bacon.
Seth glanced over, and smiled at the new people entering. He caught sight of Anna and a strange look passed over his face, his smile faltering a bit.
Jackson- "Hey there's the man himself. Word up, 'Snake.' So why's that your--"
Anna- "Oh god no. NO." Anna was nearly shaking in terror as she looked at the friendly man holding a cup of juice. He, likewise, began to look like the blood was draining out of his face. Jackson- "What's wrong? You know this guy?" Seth caught a hold of his wits and spoke with a hint of strain. Seth- "Ohh... I've seen you at the video lab, right? I uh, thought you looked familiar..."
Anna- "Uhh...! Uhh...!!" Anna was flustered, and shook her head. "Don't...!"
Seth- "Haha, remember that stupid infomercial we were in? With the tangle of electrical cords? Haha, so lame. Hey just a heads up, Stevie's here too and he's always using those stupid nicknames, you know how he--"
Stevie "TIFFANI!!" The brash goofy man grinned and clasped his hands to his heart. Stevie- "Oh man, I'm so glad you're okay! I was worried."
Seth- "Stevie, you remember ANNALISE." He glowered at Stevie. Stevie- "Yeah sure. 'An..na.. lise..'" He spoke the name like it was completely foreign to him. Anna shook in terror, and ran for the stairs. Seth- "Excuse me, Doctor..." Seth ran after her, he was quite fast.
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