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RazzaJazz
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Please take a moment to explore the OOC discussion, and by all means, feel free to join! https://www.iwakuroleplay.com/threads/the-desolate.39979/
This is a story line I had created on a previous site, which, alas, was such a victim of "poof-er" type players that it never quite got off the ground. I'd like to open it to players here and see what this particular community has to offer. :3
Name: Vye Age: 23 Sex: Female Location: Nomadic Condition: Good health S/O & Status: No time for love in the apocalypse |
HISTORY It started innocently enough. Just a few reports of a little bug going around town, some kind of communicable virus being passed along from schools and office buildings and the crowded cars of the subway. People were calling off work, skipping classes, and staying home in bed. For three days straight, the attendance at nearly every venue in the city was half the norm as people tended to their illness. And then the missing persons' reports started rolling in. Spouses hadn't heard from their partners for days… children went missing by the dozens… friends never made it to important dates, students never made it home from class, business executives stopped showing up to their offices... but it only took another twelve hours or so before those people were found. In fact, most of them were found… with their throats bloated to a grotesque extreme, bloodstained eyeballs all a'bulge, the inflammation having cut off their air supply until they asphyxiated and died on the spot. And that's when shit really hit the fan. Viola Scottingdale was locked safely in the confines of her luxurious sky rise apartment, passed out on the bathroom floor after yet another classy night of binge drinking and popping E in all of the most exclusive clubs, when the city began to fall. She had no idea about the hundreds of infection riddled corpses lining the streets, bleeding their toxic viral compounds into the air. She had no idea how few people showed signs of resistance or immunity to the disease (including herself), or how quickly and effectively it spread. She had no idea about the riots that broke out in the midst of the confusion, or the chaos of the masses as they swarmed the highways in hopes of evacuating. For another ten hours after the outbreak, for a personal record of twenty-two hours, Viola slept in a blacked-out stupor on the cold tiles at the base of her toilet. When she finally woke up that next day… she really, really wished that she hadn't. Since then, Vye's come a long way. She cleansed herself of her past, dropping her drug abuse and materialistic greed like the extraneous letters of her name and leaving them to rot in the grimy corners of the city. She fled to the outskirts of the countryside, opting to move on from place to place, never settling in one dwelling for more than a few days. With no government or law to set boundaries, and the threat of starvation or disease around every corner, moral ambiguity became the norm. She has made allies along her way, as well as enemies. She has killed to protect her own life and the life of her comrades. She has turned a blind eye to strangers in need. She has offered food to raggy children. She has taken people in, and cast people away. She's just a former rich-bitch-party-diva turned survivor, stripped away of all the extra comfort of society, just trying to figure out… what the whole point is, anyway. |
APPEARANCE Vye carries with her two pairs of pants and three shirts which she wears in rotation. Common outfits described below. Besides her actual clothing, Vye keeps an array of other items on her person for quick and easy access, as well as for traveling. Common items decribed below. |
SUPPLIES Vye carries with her one large tote bag for carrying her everyday supplies, as well as a separate pack she keeps strapped to her thigh for carrying medical supplies. While her actual inventory is subject to change, there are several necessities she makes sure to always have on hand. Common supplies described below. |
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