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It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

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It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

@Zhaliora
nothing better for mother-daughter bonding than the end of the world

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

Samantha Park

"You moving out yet?" Samantha's dad teased, like he did every morning. Only a year out of college, Sammy was struggling to find a real job- a job that would get her a house. The main reason for wanting to get a house was to get her dad to stop asking her to get a house.

"No, Dad, I don't have a house yet. I think I'll put it off a few years just to annoy you, at this rate." Samantha smiled as she looked at her aging father.

"You better not. I'll make you pay rent."

Samantha gasped in mock horror. Her father chuckled heartily and went back into the living room to watch golf. Shudder. Golf? She had no idea how anyone liked watching golf. Not even drunk? The only acceptable form of golf was mini-golf late at night, with all your friends, and completely wasted. Even then, if you had all your friends at night and were drunk- the last thing you should be doing is playing golf.

And yet, there her father sat, comfy on the couch at 10 AM, doing nothing except watching richer, younger men hit balls into holes. What a blast.

Her cereal was getting soggy in her Soy milk (she wasn't a hipster, Soy milk just tastes better!) so she washed out the bowl. Her mother offered to take the bowl from her.

"Mom, I can wash my own dishes, okay? I'm a big girl now."

Her mother frowned. "I wish you weren't. I remember when you were just a little girl, this tall." She made a gesture at her knees. "Oh, one time, we all went to the playground and you said you were a doctor, and you played with all the little children and you were a doctor, one of them was a firemen, speaking of firemen, remember that one time when you set fire to those sticks in our backyard when you were 6? Such a little troublemaker back then. You're much better now though- your father made sure to that. No more books for you young lady! Oh, those were the days. It seems like only yesterday you were a little girl, about this high..." Making another gesture at her knees.

Samantha crossed her eyes dramatically, feigning death by boredom. Her mother made a noise and lightly pushed her in the shoulder.

"Sammy, you shouldn't treat your poor old mother like that!" She said. Before Samantha realized it, she had taken her cereal bowl and was washing it in the kitchen sink. How did she do that?

Her smart phone buzzed in the back pocket of her jeans. She reached in, to see that she had gotten a few texts over night, followed up by one from a friend of hers. Jean-Jacques, from high school. His younger brother Dom was a pretty popular character at the time if she recalled correctly, and he introduced her to his brother- Jean.

They seemed to hit it off pretty well at the time- and they both wanted to reconnect. You could never use enough friends.

Plus, he was like, super buff. She checked the message, and a small smile spread across her lips.

-- Ur coming 3 months from now. You excited? I am XD --

Her fingers went to work typing out the message.

-- yep! :) sry it couldn't happen sooner! SUPER busy with the job search!! should have some free time when it comes around tho!! --

She sent the message. Another text- this one from her brother, Steven. He's the one who started calling her Sammy.

-- Hey, Sammy. Just checkin' in on my little sis. Need any money? I've got money, because I've got a job. How is that job search going by the way? Need any money?--

Damn you, Steven. "Need any money"? Why are older brothers so good at annoying their younger siblings? It was all good meaning banter, but Sammy took it very seriously. She had to think of something to annoy him back. Hmm. It'd come to her later. She put her phone back into her back pocket.

"You better not be thinking of dating that Jean boy. I won't have my daughter married to a french man!" Mother said. For some reason, she had adopted "hating" the french people of Canada- like they were some kind of rival college football team.

"Mom-" Sammy laughed. "Mom, he's not from France. He's from-"

"AaaaaaaahhhI do not care! He is french! His name is Jean-Jacques! That is the most french name I have ever heard."

Her father laughed from the living room- apparently listening in.

"It wouldn't matter anyway, Mom. He's just a friend."

Her mother gave her a deadpan look. "Oh, yes. Of course. Just friends." She said, sarcasm soaking her words. Samantha smiled and turned away quickly to hide her blushing. How did she even know she was texting him? She passed her father on the way to her room, who also gave her a knowing look. Man! What the heck? It was in three months! They were acting like she and Jean just walked out of her room with frazzled hair like some kind of sit-com.

She quietly closed the door behind her and the quiet voice of the golf announcer became muffled. Her laptop was sitting there in sleep mode. Tapping her wireless mouse brought the computer to life once again- and the sight of a million resume tabs and a depressingly empty inbox. No responses over the night. She sighed, reminding herself that her degree wouldn't go to waste.

She spent the next few hours online- doing research, looking into job opportunities, playing some casual game. Suddenly, her eyes widened. She had it! She had it figured out.

She just thought of the perfect comeback to her brother!

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

@SgtEasy
ok

we'll do that tomorrow.

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

oh boy, i can't wait.
i'll have a post up tomorrow.

@SgtEasy, so, i guess both our characters will be in the safehouse, with the previous interaction a week ago of screen?

we could collaborate in PM for them to have a discussion before moving out

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@Kingdom of Nohr

Yeah, great. Zombie coming at you, the best course of action is to throw a rectangle of plastic and metal. Boink. bounces right off

XD

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

Will the GM be controlling NPC's? When players control who they go up against and how they react- it's pretty hard to get in good fights. Players will usually stomp all over the NPC's or write it so their characters get hurt too much.

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

I dunno about every one else, but I'm ready to start.

Eight people is a lot! That's the cast of a TV show where main characters perish frequently!

They can always get replaced later, right?

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

@Kingdom of Nohr
what happened to the uncle

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

Sammy

Name: Samantha Park

Nickname: Sammy

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Nationality: Her family hails from South Korea.

Appearance:


(added a gif of her blinking. that's Ellen Wong, btw. I just recently rewatched Scott Pilgrim vs the World and Dark Matter and she was in both of those so when I was thinking about actors- hey presto)

In-Depth Personality:
When you're an intelligent pretty girl from a privileged background, it's safe to say Samantha has lead a pretty good life up until a week ago. Some might say she's spoiled- and some may be correct. As a result she's a natural optimist and somewhat sheltered. For her, the troubles of the world have always been in some other place. Often trusting and assertive of her positivism, she's eager to make friends. It may even be a little off-putting to negative folk on how open she is.

She isn't a hardened survivor in anyway. She's never been shot at or attacked. By luck she made it into a safety bunker before even encountering the virus. She's deeply worried for her family, but on the whole is pretty confident that everything will be alright. Her positive attitude is faltering however, as it's been a whole week and nothing but bad news has made it in through the radio. As a...well, regular human being, if she's attacked she'll run away. A life well lived does not prepare one for the end of the world. Sensitivity is the cost of her friendliness.

Character background: Her father's work moved her brother and mother to Canada when Samantha was an infant. Only her sibling Steven has memories of their homeland. Canada was her home- the people were welcoming and she was happy. There wasn't any of the negativity her father seemed to always be expecting- Samantha has adopted the behavior of optimism to counteract her father's ruthless pessimism. Despite being a good man, he somehow managed to make everything he accomplished seem worth jack squat. Poor Dad. Her parents made great money, her father an engineer and her mother an architect. (He often teased her of this, after all the "architect is just an engineer who failed first trimester." It was all in good jest, of course.)

She made excellent grades. Her brother faltered a bit, but he settled on learning a trade- perhaps become an electrical engineer. Her friends joked of how she had a stereotypical Asian family- focused on school and grades. She didn't mind- and as it was high school she probably rebuttled with a friendly racist joke as well. Par for the course. Her parents could have paid for a whole college education for both her and Steven- but she had most of it paid for and Steven's trade school wasn't nearly as expensive.

Indeed- Sammy's life was like the first part of a horror movie where everything is fine and dandy before the serial killer shows up and starts lopping off heads. Her brother found work and moved to New York from her town of Montreal a few days ago- and an old friend from high school wanted to reunite in downtown Toronto. In between jobs Samantha took on the offer- ready to have a fun time. She never made it.

Before she knew it, news of the sickness was spreading and a nervous Samantha found her way into a bunker. She thought she'd be there for a few hours- she clearly didn't understand the gravity of the situation. Mind in a daze she has only realized a deep feeling of dread she masks behind her usual optimism. Her brother and parents must be fine- surely the government has this all under control.

Right?

Equipment:
A purse full of civilian items. Wallet, ID, money, house keys, car keys, smart phone, lipstick, chapstick, some sunglasses. Obviously all very useful in the end of the world.

Weapons:
Other than a can of pepper spray her worry-wart mother convinced her to buy, nothing. If she finds something she'll pick it up- but Samantha was not packing heat when this all went down.

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