[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f1c40f]Year 5: Update[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 15th, 2012[hr]Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab[hr][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: H6 (Quarantine: W)[/center] [b]Temperature:[/b] 94F (34C) [b]Humidity:[/b] Fucking High (Around 98%) - Raining off and on all day [b]Wind Speed:[/b] 7 MPH (11 KPH) [b]Cloud Coverage:[/b] About 62% covered with thick dark clouds[hr] Once everyone was done and taken care of Doc and Miss Mary went back to the table and seemed to be packing things up. Doc picked up a bag and pulled a walkie talkie out of it. Messing with the dials a bit before he hit a button and started talking into it. "Shears, you in?" he said before releasing the trigger and waiting. There was silence for a minute. "Shears?" he said again. Still silence. He exchanged a looked with Miss Mary before trying again. This time a lot louder. "Shears! Wake the hell up!" he barked into the thing. There was silence again and then static crackled through. "Ah, yeah, I'm here, was busy. What you want?" a rough and breaking voice called back through it. "Right, sleeping is busy work. I got three Yellow Bands. Need you to grab your kit and get over here," Doc said and waited for a reply. "Uh, why you need me for bleeding? Someone rip a weave out?" Shears asked. Doc rolled his eyes and radioed back. "Not red! I said yellow!" Doc said and waited again. "Oh! Right, right! Okay, yeah, on my way." The radio went dead and Doc let out a slow sigh. Miss Mary chuckled and rolled her eyes a bit. "That man ain't got the sense god gave a chicken," she muttered and Doc placed the radio on the table before he went back to packing up things. "You got them?" she asked and Doc nodded as he picked up a clipboard and wrote down a few things before handing it over to her. She looked it over and nodded. "Yeah, I'll get the meds for the kid and bring them back once I get these started," she said as she moved the small rack of blood filled vials into a pack. It seemed like one group was watching the video that Daytona had brought it. Miss Mary didn't pay it any mind and grabbed her things before heading out the door and giving Panama and Major a nod as she left. Doc grabbed one of the smaller packs and slung it over his shoulder and hooked the radio to strap before looking back at the group. "Alright, you all with Greens, just hold tight. Cook will be in shortly with your meal. Those of you with Yellow and Orange, follow me so we can get you taken care of, it won't take long, or at least shouldn't," he said as he made his way towards the door as well. "Major, with me if you would?" he said, it sounding more like a request than an order. She simply nodded and waited for the group to follow the doctor. Once they had the Doc would lead the [i]"parasite"[/i] group over to what looked like it used to be sauna room. Though now it was set up with a barbers chair in it, a sink, a table, and had a floor drain. One wall had a long wooden bench built against it for everyone to have a seat on. "Just have a seat, Shears should be here soon." Major took post just outside the door. Over in the Conference Room, Panama stood guard over the ones that remained. Leaning back against the wall near the exit door as he chewed on a toothpick. "No worries, Doc will bring 'em back toot-sweat. Well as long as Shears gets his ass over here, man ain't exactly what I'd call quick footed," he said with a bit of a chuckle. "And Cook will be in soon, knowing her ass she'll want to get in and out before Doc gets back," he added with a grin. "Shit, fuck, feel free to look around and find something to do. This'll be y'alls rec room slash mess hall until quarantine is over." [color=ed1c24]*Alright, all characters with a color band [b][i]other than[/i][/b] Green is to follow Doc out of the conference room, into the former sauna room, and have a seat. Those with a Green Band, hold tight where you are. Feel free to talk or look around. If you want to see what specifically is there as far as a book or music or the like goes - PM me here on RPG. You may only look over 1 ~item type~ at a time. IE: Books [i]or[/i] Records [i]or[/i] VHS. If you message me asking if something is in the room that was listed out previously I will tell you "no" even if it is. lol So double check before you ask![/color] [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Tatiana Newnan[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]http://www.nerdly.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/fb-108-1.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room) [b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Psychology, Survival[/center][hr] Tatiana, while sitting on a couch, didn't relax. She was sitting up and leaning over slightly with her hands between her knees as she kept watching as Jack and Jamie got their medical evaluations. She looked like a nervous worried young mother as Jamie got stuck with the needle but he didn't cry. She wasn't surprised. He was born into this world unlike the rest of them. He had been raised to be quiet, to hold it in. It was how he had to be. Kids couldn't just cry it out these days. In a way she envied her son. All of them were adults, they had to learn this world. How to survive after being raised with being able to live. Grown up with electricity, schools, training, a full belly. Some more than others but even with as bad as her childhood had been she still had had a better start than Jamie had. Then again, Jamie was born into this world and it was easier for a child to learn something than an adult. What was relearned for them was the first time for Jamie. Face eaters were a horrid thing to adults, to kids they would just be the norm. It would be easier for him. He would be stronger than they were. He wouldn't survive. He would live. As Jack sat back down she nodded and took her son back, bouncing him on her knee as she waited for the rest to be done, ever so often using her robe to wipe his nose. As Doc told them what was what and lead the others out of the room she watched, still looking scared as hell and worried but watching. [color=a187be]"[sub]1[/sub]Эта группа знает, что они делают,"[/color] she said quietly to Jack as she started looking back around the room. The Panama piped in and let them know a little bit more. Okay, they were going to be seeing this room a lot. Meals and to spend time in, if they were going to be here a week that meant most of their time was going to be in here. Might as well figure out just what is in this room. [color=a187be]"Gonna valk vith Jamie,"[/color] she said quietly before standing up. Putting Jamie on her hip she shuffled her slippered feet along the ground as she walked. Slowly and giving herself wide-berth from those she didn't know. Right now she only knew Beatrice, Ash and Jack in the room. Riley and Amelia had to go with Doc, and she had been in Newnan when it went down so she hadn't met Thalia. Granted Beatrice seemed okay with the one armed woman who she hadn't been introduced to as of yet but then again she hadn't seen Beatrice since she left Newnan with James. That was over a year ago. People changed, she had. Finding a large tote of toys she sat down on the ground with Jamie and let him sit there. He did for a minute before leaning over and crawling over to the tote, pulling himself up into a standing position and bouncing up and down in excitement with a quiet babble before reaching into the box and pulling out small plastic and stuffed toys. Looking at one or another before throwing it hard on the ground and laughing. It was that pure babies laugh, even if it wasn't as loud as most would think a child would be, especially at that age. The boy had a bright smile, just like his dad. Tatiana's face remained scarred looking but she grinned at bit at him. [hider=Translations] 1 - This group knows what they're doing. [/hider] [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=598527]Wayne Maldonado[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/xT0xex7nwppPNCc2k0/source.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=598527]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room) [b][color=598527]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr] Wayne kicked back and relaxed in the recliner, scratching his chest and swatting at the air every so often as Hank had his little personal time with the Doc. As Hank came out and shouted about head lice Wayne chuckled. [color=598527]"Guess the little bugger know your ass is sweet there Jelly,"[/color] he teased. It didn't seem to bother him, Wayne was at Zero Fucks Given mode right then. He had had a shower, shaved, was resting back in a well broken in recliner in the air conditioning. This was great, he actually felt himself dozing off. That was until he heard the weirdest noise he had ever heard in his life. Hank laughing. Opening his eyes he sat up slowly. [color=598527]"No fucking clue, he sounds like someone broke him,"[/color] he said to no one in particular as he stood up and took a few steps over in the direction of the bug group. He stopped, a good ways from them as his eyes locked with the TV. His eyes widened a bit. Then it looked like a lightbulb went off in his brain. [color=598527]"OH MY FUCKING GOD! I FORGOT ABOUT THIS SHIT!"[/color] he said before he burst out laughing, so hard in fact he hit an empty chair and fell into it. He just kept laughing. You see, Wayne was actually a decent guy. Got married and even had a daughter. He hadn't thought about it but she had watched this shit when she was little. How the fuck had he forgotten about SPORTACUS? He didn't know but now he remembered and he sure as shit would never forget it again! Wayne was still laughing as the group was lead out. Just giving them a wave. [color=598527]"Have fun there Sportacus!"[/color] he yelled out before slowly making his way back to his recliner, his eyes drifting towards Tatiana as she went over with the baby to the toys. [color=598527]"She's either tough or lucky and ain't no one lucky anymore,"[/color] he said, again speaking to no one in particular as he sat back down in the recliner. Resting his hands behind his head he looked out over the rest of the remaining group. [color=598527]"So, hey there, Panama Jack? How long you been in town?"[/color] he asked with a shit eating grin on his face.