Aewin

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

Possibly working on a purple girl but claimed Sophie Turner already.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Ash

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Meg kept flitting in and out of the conversation. During her contemplative state, it seemed that two strangers picked Leann up from her fallen position and taken her inside, shutting the door in the process. If Meg was in her right state, she would've been happy to see Ash and James back, Caesar too but the prior two were more her friends than Caesar.

Though, after the road trip from hell today? Meg's respecct for him doubled - tripled even. And it was already high up in the first place. Meg stumbled back, moving for the first time in what felt like hours, back towards the snappy newbie with the drive and fire so achingly similar to Leann's. It was Ash that finally snapped her out of her reviere with a question. "Meg! You up for a drive?"

Whether it was a good or bad idea, Meg didn't know and for a moment, she didn't fucking care. Someone deserved to die, and if she couldn't kill the bastards that took the Newnanian Leader's life, then the undead were sure to pay. Maybe that time spent with Caesar was enough for her to go Caesar-mode, which was probably the reason she responded with "I'm coming with you."

She was going to make sure that Newnan was going to be safe again. For Leann's memory.

Even if it killed her in the process.

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Froggy, Caesar and James

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And now, there was another helper - in the freaky, testosterone filled form of Caesar. Now, Sidd was a reasonable guy. If Caesar wanted to take over as Doc's nurse, he was free to do so. It was known in Newnan that Doc Handsy and El Jefe had something going on between the two of them. It worked; the war machine and the cold doc just seemed to work perfectly. In theory anyway.

It was then that said War Machine had handed him a rifle, complete with spare ammo over in his direction. The researcher took hold of the weapon, clumsily keeping grip on both the weapon and the clip as he turned to look over at the direction he pointed at - James' direction.

Well, seems like he was upgraded from nurse to delivery boy. Sidd took one last look at Vivian, still on the OT before stepping out to give the two --professionals?-- privacy.

Heading up the clocktower over towards James, he noticed a lot more people he didn't recognise on his way there. A hillybilly, along with a badly beaten up dude. This was shaping out to be quite the party. Meg was there too, along with Ash and Maria -- so at east some that he knew were safe. "Your weapon delivery boy's here." He said, stepping beside James with the weapon still held awkwardly in his grasp.

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

Holy shit I just clicked on the picture links in the OOC.

Jesus those are some nice rooms. Nice cabins. Nice halls.

(Why can't Britain have such nice things?)

@McHaggis

We have rain, does that count?

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

Caleb Brady

”Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.” –William Shakespeare

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►Full Name◄

Jenson Caleb Brady

►Nickname◄

Jenson introduced himself as Caleb because the name is much cooler, y'know?
Jolly Jenson references his bright jokey persona - personally he's not a fan of that nickname

►Birth Date◄

December 24th

►Age◄

Eighteen

►Gender◄

Male

►Sexuality◄

Bisexual

►Relationship Status◄

Single as a pringle (unless someone wants a piece of him)

►Sexually Active◄

No (but he's not a virgin either)

►Team Color◄

Team Green~

►Years At Camp◄

Almost five years, been there since 13.

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►In Depth Appearance◄

At first glance, people notice Caleb's wide as fuck grin, and shiny teeth. It's not his fault that's he's always seen wearing that same shit-eating grin and with a corny joke or pun up his sleeve - ready to crack it at any opportunity. He's known for his wild, tousled dark hair that fall past his ears in tangled waves, often covering his eye unstyled.

Caleb is part Korean and part American - inheriting the best (as he likes to say) of both his parents. He took after his mother with his facial structure and her dark, warm eyes that always seem like its similing, with the jawline and body shape all thanks to his father. Caleb is around 1.78m (5'8") with a lean, somewhat muscular figure.

Clothing wise, Caleb prefers anything thats both cheap and comfortable. He can always be found wearing either flannel shirts of various colours and designs. He can also be wearing jeans - mainly black, but sometimes wears blue when he's feeling like it - along with comfortable shoes.

No tattoos yet, but he's hoping to get a sleeve tattoo on his left arm eventually.

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►Habits & Quirks◄

Җ Laughing nervously
Җ Messing with his hair
Җ Wearing odd coloured socks
Җ Addicted to ramen
Җ Always wears a large pair of headphones around his neck

►Likes & Dislikes◄

✔ Jokes
✔ Making people laugh
✔ Hot tea
✔ Ice cream in Winter
✔ Dogs and other domesticated animal
✔ Nachos
✔ Video games and gaming

✘ Being lonely
✘ Beetles
✘ Giant store mannequins
✘ Waiting for longer than 5 minutes for food
✘ Ostriches

►Fears & Phobias◄

ϟ Being left alone/forgotten
ϟ Ostriches - sometime during his childhood when he visited a zoo, his finger was bitten by an ostrich as h attempted to pet it. To this day, he still has the scar around his right index and middle finger.

►Good Personality Traits◄

Light hearted | Good willed | Approachable | Open to try new things

►Bad Personality Traits◄

Immature | Somewhat annoying | Impatient | Loud

►Personality◄

There's a saying that Caleb follows religiously, the saying that "one can never be too happy" is something that he internalises, and follows without a shadow of a doubt. True to the saying, Caleb Brady is a bundle of joy - often out in order to please others. He's a jokester, loves to have a laugh and is very pleasant to hang around - if he's the sort of personality you can deal with.

It may be hard to believe, but Caleb was - and still is, to some degree - a shy individual. It took him years to come out of his small bubble, to walk up to others and to make friends rather than waiting for someone to come along to understand him. Sure, today Caleb is much more open and acts like the most confident man in the planet, but strip him down of his bubbly personality, and what do you have left? Caleb's considerate of others, and usually never partakes in pranks - especially those that could harm the victim in any way possible.

Some consider Caleb to be immature and a complete idiot, and while it may be true to an extent, Caleb likes to believe that he's a funny idiot and that's enough for him.

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►Place Of Origin◄

Orleans County, New York

►Background◄

Caleb, born Jenson Caleb Brady, arrived into this world at mid-day Christmas Eve, kicking and and screaming and an absolute pain in the arse. The jolly season should've been the clue, in hindsight, to the personality the bright baby boy would take years later. Caleb's upbringing was as normal as it could get: two working parents, a comfortable house and food always on the table. Nothing more, nothing less.

Simply mundane.

Growing up as the only child of the busy Brady household, Caleb never had the chance to grow as a person, to interact and gain the social skills necessary to be deemed the cool kid of the block. Instead, up until the age of ten was Brady a recluse and with 0 jokes to tell off the top of his head. The introverted-ness worried both Mama and Papa Brady, which caused them to decide on Caleb's thirteenth birthday to send him to camp that following summer to make some friends.

The only friend he eventually made was with Krista Hale, a girl from his same math class in Middle School. While at first the two had nothing but a business-only relationship (ie helping each other out with problems in exchange for chewing gum), they eventually grew to be close friends, one that still stick to the other to this day.

Despite being a lonesome creature, Caleb grew much better than both anticipated - instead of being shy and lonely, Caleb came back after camp begging to go again, and since then, the Jolly Jenson was out.

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►Extra◄

^{does making CS's for rp count?}

C O P Y R I G H T
This sheet was constructed by @HushedWhispers, herself. Any plagiarism of any kind will not be tolerated. And if need permission to borrow, please just ask.

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High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

@HushedWhispers Heeeere's Markiplier Jolly Jenson!

My girl comin' up soon.

Caleb Brady

”Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.” –William Shakespeare

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►Full Name◄

Jenson Caleb Brady

►Nickname◄

Jenson introduced himself as Caleb because the name is much cooler, y'know?
Jolly Jenson references his bright jokey persona - personally he's not a fan of that nickname

►Birth Date◄

December 24th

►Age◄

Eighteen

►Gender◄

Male

►Sexuality◄

Bisexual

►Relationship Status◄

Single as a pringle (unless someone wants a piece of him)

►Sexually Active◄

No (but he's not a virgin either)

►Team Color◄

Team Green~

►Years At Camp◄

Almost five years, been there since 13.

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►In Depth Appearance◄

At first glance, people notice Caleb's wide as fuck grin, and shiny teeth. It's not his fault that's he's always seen wearing that same shit-eating grin and with a corny joke or pun up his sleeve - ready to crack it at any opportunity. He's known for his wild, tousled dark hair that fall past his ears in tangled waves, often covering his eye unstyled.

Caleb is part Korean and part American - inheriting the best (as he likes to say) of both his parents. He took after his mother with his facial structure and her dark, warm eyes that always seem like its similing, with the jawline and body shape all thanks to his father. Caleb is around 1.78m (5'8") with a lean, somewhat muscular figure.

Clothing wise, Caleb prefers anything thats both cheap and comfortable. He can always be found wearing either flannel shirts of various colours and designs. He can also be wearing jeans - mainly black, but sometimes wears blue when he's feeling like it - along with comfortable shoes.

No tattoos yet, but he's hoping to get a sleeve tattoo on his left arm eventually.

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►Habits & Quirks◄

Җ Laughing nervously
Җ Messing with his hair
Җ Wearing odd coloured socks
Җ Addicted to ramen
Җ Always wears a large pair of headphones around his neck

►Likes & Dislikes◄

✔ Jokes
✔ Making people laugh
✔ Hot tea
✔ Ice cream in Winter
✔ Dogs and other domesticated animal
✔ Nachos
✔ Video games and gaming

✘ Being lonely
✘ Beetles
✘ Giant store mannequins
✘ Waiting for longer than 5 minutes for food
✘ Ostriches

►Fears & Phobias◄

ϟ Being left alone/forgotten
ϟ Ostriches - sometime during his childhood when he visited a zoo, his finger was bitten by an ostrich as h attempted to pet it. To this day, he still has the scar around his right index and middle finger.

►Good Personality Traits◄

Light hearted | Good willed | Approachable | Open to try new things

►Bad Personality Traits◄

Immature | Somewhat annoying | Impatient | Loud

►Personality◄

There's a saying that Caleb follows religiously, the saying that "one can never be too happy" is something that he internalises, and follows without a shadow of a doubt. True to the saying, Caleb Brady is a bundle of joy - often out in order to please others. He's a jokester, loves to have a laugh and is very pleasant to hang around - if he's the sort of personality you can deal with.

It may be hard to believe, but Caleb was - and still is, to some degree - a shy individual. It took him years to come out of his small bubble, to walk up to others and to make friends rather than waiting for someone to come along to understand him. Sure, today Caleb is much more open and acts like the most confident man in the planet, but strip him down of his bubbly personality, and what do you have left? Caleb's considerate of others, and usually never partakes in pranks - especially those that could harm the victim in any way possible.

Some consider Caleb to be immature and a complete idiot, and while it may be true to an extent, Caleb likes to believe that he's a funny idiot and that's enough for him.

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►Place Of Origin◄

Orleans County, New York

►Background◄

Caleb, born Jenson Caleb Brady, arrived into this world at mid-day Christmas Eve, kicking and and screaming and an absolute pain in the arse. The jolly season should've been the clue, in hindsight, to the personality the bright baby boy would take years later. Caleb's upbringing was as normal as it could get: two working parents, a comfortable house and food always on the table. Nothing more, nothing less.

Simply mundane.

Growing up as the only child of the busy Brady household, Caleb never had the chance to grow as a person, to interact and gain the social skills necessary to be deemed the cool kid of the block. Instead, up until the age of ten was Brady a recluse and with 0 jokes to tell off the top of his head. The introverted-ness worried both Mama and Papa Brady, which caused them to decide on Caleb's thirteenth birthday to send him to camp that following summer to make some friends.

Despite being a lonesome creature, Caleb grew much better than both anticipated - instead of being shy and lonely, Caleb came back after camp begging to go again, and since then, the Jolly Jenson was out.

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►Extra◄

^{does making CS's for rp count?}

C O P Y R I G H T
This sheet was constructed by @HushedWhispers, herself. Any plagiarism of any kind will not be tolerated. And if need permission to borrow, please just ask.

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High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

I'm having way too much fun looking at Markiplier gifs.

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

<Snipped quote by Aewin>
OMGOMGOMG DOOOOOO EEEEEEEETTTTTTT!!!!

@Altered Tundra

I'm working on the CS now :p

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

I wanna use Markiplier and make the dorkiest character ever.

I'm gonna do it.

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

<sup>nope I'm totally not lurking like a creep here

also dibs on Sophie Turner</sup>

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: No one.

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There was not a day that Meghna didn't think about her mother. She'd heard stories, seen the pictures and even watched a couple of home videos. She was beautiful, Meg knew. From birth till today, Meghna could never forget the face of Gauri Kumar - never.

There's one memory, well, not really a memory since Meg was too young to remember her - that she could remember clearly. It was a video, taken long before she and her husband - Meg's father - ever got married. It was of Gauri simply laughing. Nothing complicated, hell, Meg didn't even know why she was laughing, but she was sitting under a tree and laughing her heart out. The camera would shake, and the not-so-familiar rumble of laughter would come from off camera, stirring Gauri to laugh some more before clutching her stomach.

It was such a light-hearted moment - beautiful even- but on the day Meg found the video stored under her father's bed many years ago, she couldn't stop crying. This was the mother she and Siddharth would have had, the wife that Varun Kumar would've still had. That day was the first and last time Meg ever cried over her mother. There was no reason to dampen such memories with sadness, right? Sure, Meghna would give anything in the world to see her mother in reality, to touch her and hug her, to hear Gauri's boisterous laugh vibrate against her chest till Meg could forget the world.

But this was the world she was now living in. No mother, no father with just a twin brother who she still pretends to hate. It was wrong, in this shit hole of a world family is all that you have. Aloha means family, right? But Disney liked to forget that not everything was perfect. That the world was not all sunshine and beautiful and nor were the people that inhabited it.

So when Leann arrived with her ragtag group of equally fucked up strangers and their weird as fuck cars, it was like Meg found a saviour. Sidd was terrible at keeping company - even from childhood - so to find more people, those that didn't actually want to kill them and steal their shit from their still warm corpses.

Meg followed Leann around like a duckling does its mother for the first few months - or however long. It doesn't matter anyway, Meghna loved Leann. Whether as a strong leader character, or as a possible mother figure, Leann fit it all. She was strong, a brilliant leader with a great head on her shoulders and quite the loving figure.

And now?

Leann was lying in a pool of her own blood by the open door - the door that Meghna had just walked through a few moments before. There was nothing to say, nothing to look at. How could someone call a corpse serene in their final moments? That sort of talk is bullshit. Leann didn't look anything like that. There was no smile on her face, nothing that indicated serene.

Instead, there was a hole in her bloody forehead and she was down. Gone. Dead.

Just like her father.

Just like her mother.

There was no dramatic "nooooooooo!", not even a scream from Meg. Instead, she just watched. Dazed, horrified, furious. Meg wanted someone dead, to be held responsible for this. For stealing someone else away from her. It was not fair, despite this being a cruel, terrible place.

Despite having dealt with it before, Leann's death hurt just as much as Gauri Kumar's did.

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Vivian and New Doc.

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It was like Sidd's prayers had been answered. Someone did arrive, and even though there was no microwave with him, he knew how to save a life. Or at least he looked like he did. The stranger burst into the infirmary and suddenly go into "Doc mode" with a woman helping him out in the background.

Sidd nodded at the repeated order, and almost yelled in indignation as he was suddenly pushed aside by said stranger. Sidd winced as the Doc stapled Vivian's wounds together without the use of an anesthetic on the passed out Ice Queen. The Doc kept flitting about all around the room, at one moment by the patient, the next in god-knows where finding medication that even Sidd somehow didn't know about.

Sidd looked across the infirmary, checking for the oxygen regulator and vitals monitor - as the Doc commanded - until he found them on the other side of the room. Rushing around Viv, Sidd grabbed what he needed before returning back beside Vivian, watching from the corner of his eye as the Doc let the nurse-lady leave.

Fuck. He was the nurse.

There was a sudden gunshot nearby, the echo almost startling Siddharth out of his skin. There must've been a walker nearby for someone to have shot them so close to the infirmary. Sidd sighed. This day was super fucked up.