The Pain of Survival -- OOC

[Squee]

Working on my post now. About half-way done. Should be up before midnight CST. ^^

[Vulture]

Let's say Aldo grabbed the pipe in a hurried flight through a construction site at the beginning of the outbreak.

[Mammoth]

Vulture: Why would he have randomly grabbed it, and then suddenly gone to the neighbors house (The father/teenager were with Harper). So long as you make it make sense, I don't really care how he got it. But if he was somehow clairvoyant enough to know he needed to grab a pipe right as the outbreak started before everyone really even knew what was going on... See where I'm going with this?

I actually have an idea... They're in a freaking truck of a construction worker... Why don't we just say it was in the truck bed and he grabbed it as he got in the truck? lol. It makes sense for him to grab it as they're fleeing, but not to have it when they're sitting and watching TV (Unless of course he's already killed one, but that's up to you.)

Squee: No hurry.

[Squee]

Hope my post is alright.
I am terribly tired, but I wanted to get it finished before I was absent during the New Year Holiday thingy.

Happy New Year's, Guys. =)

[Vulture]

Posted, it's probably awful.

[ClockworkDaisy]

Name: Randell Warwick
Age:40
Height: 6'1
Weight: 180lbs
Appearance: tall, lank and with an overall greasy appearance. Randy has chin length, thinning dark hair and now dull blue eyes. He wears a once white singlet and flannel shirt, blue jeans and work boots, trucker cap.
History. Randy stinks of unfulfilled dreams, tobacco and sweat. The mother of an unwed mother and abandoned to be Raised by the state in a time where regulation of the child care industry was non-existent, Randy lived his life moving backwards and forwarded from a series of extremes. One home would be the grandma grandpa type filled with flowery love and baked goods then one of Randy's red fogs would come over him and the next thing he knew he'd be 'too much to handle' and was shipped on to the next place. The likes of Randy saw many 'high discipline' homes and these things leave their scars. Always prone to a quick temper Randy is unable to stop himself from descending into a hulk like transformation from reasonable guy to jerk at the slightest provocation.
He met Charlotte Temple at the age of 18 and those two years were glorious, randy felt alive and worthwhile for the first time in his existence. The birth of their son was his proudest moment.
However Life had taken its toll on Randy and it was just a matter of time before he screwed it all up. He lost his job after a fight with his boss, made some bad investments with the families life savings and taken up the drink. A downward spiral he couldn't stop.
Now Charlotte is long gone, Aldo had grown up into a punk kid who expects the world to give him everything and the world wants nothing more then to see Randy Warwick fail. Some bad times with the kid saw Randy Self medicating even more with alcohol and its become the only way randy knows to keep himself fuzzy enough not to react to anything anymore.
Some people just manage to press your buttons.
Pre-outbreak occupation: He was a mechanic once in another life.

[Mammoth]

Neither of them sucked. I liked 'em both. Have some confidence you bums!

[Vulture]

I like the way you write Randy. Two sides to every story.

[ClockworkDaisy]

Thanks muchly! I was hoping to give poor old Randy a few shades of grey and some redeeming features will emerge sooner or later.

[Mammoth]

I like the way you write Randy. Two sides to every story.

Aye. I was going to say the same thing. I hammered out a post here before I head off to celebrate. Have a good New Years, folks.

Daisy: I look forward to it. I think the drunk/crazy/troubled characters are the toughest to write well.