[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f1c40f]Year 5: Update[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] April 1st, 2012[hr][/center] [hider=Team Swamp - Okefenokee Swamps, Georgia 10/09/18 Update] Map Updated - Check Waynes post [b]Description:[/b] Cloudy [b]Temperature:[/b] 85°F (29°C) [b]Humidity:[/b] Fucking High [b]Wind Speed:[/b] 10 mph (16 kph) [b]Light Wind:[/b] A gentle breeze, having little or no game effect. [img]https://image.ibb.co/f6YDZU/Route177_Ok.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider= Team Newnan - Headland, Alabama 10/09/18 Update] Map Updated - Check Tatiana's post for details [b]Description:[/b] Light Rain [b]Temperature:[/b] 87°F [b]Humidity:[/b] High [b]Wind Speed:[/b] 20 mph - changes directions [b]Rain:[/b] The rain is dying down but the winds are picking up and there is the smell of dirt in the air and an orange tint to the sky - all those living in Ga the last 5 years or more will know right off without even a check needed - that means Tornado weather. [img]https://image.ibb.co/kk6BM9/Headland_Alabama_CP.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=Team Eden - Quincy, Florida 10/09/18 Update] Map Updated. Thana has driven off - consider another hour has passed and Thalia will wake up this round - to a shit ton of pain. Winds are fucking nasty and at least 3 windows have become cracked due to shit hitting up against them so far. [b]Description:[/b] Windy [b]Humidity:[/b] Low [b]Temperature:[/b] 84°F (28°C) [b]Wind Speed:[/b] 26 mph (41 kph) [b]Strong Wind:[/b] Strong gusts of wind, it is going to make things hard of hearing. Such gusts automatically extinguish candles, torches, and similar unprotected flames. Small animals and objects are going to get blown around a lot and hard. This is a former construction site for a new neighborhood before the outbreak so that means bits of wood, broken bricks and rocks, nails, and the like are getting kicked up and blown around. This is going to get dicey fast. The wind came out of no where. [img]https://image.ibb.co/fiAH9p/Quincy_Florida.jpg[/img] [img]https://image.ibb.co/f6hJ19/Quincy_House.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=598527]Wayne Maldonado[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/4635537ad6eb4d0633eba0c61f921961/tumblr_p18e7oddw31ua2js1o2_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=598527]Location:[/color][/b] Okefenokee: D10 -> C9 (Road) [b][color=598527]Skills:[/color][/b]Athletics, Machete[/center][hr] Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing was up for debate but the drugs were starting to wear off. Wayne thought it was bad, others might think it was good. It had been five years since the out break so the potency of pharmaceuticals and the length of time the high lasted wasn't exactly at their best anymore. Least not the ones Wayne had, he did carry them in a sandwich plastic bag shoved in his pocket. Though for him the drugs were both a good and a bad thing as well. They made him quieten the little voice in his head. Then again the voice in his head might be his last bit of sanity. It was a double edged sword. Or Machete. Machete was good enough for now as he wandered over towards the walker and drove it right through its skull. Shaking off the machete he threaded it through his belt loop. [color=598527]"And there goes the high,"[/color] he groaned as he walked back onto the road and kept heading down it. [color=598527]"No, no, the fun is over, shut up. Stop it, no I'm no ready. I don't care if the sun is shining. It's fucking hot. No, well we can't all fly around to cool off you bucktoothed winged nightmare,"[/color] Wayne yelled as he punched into the air. Quirking a brow he stopped. [color=598527]"My god, tell me I ain't fucking hallucinating,"[/color] he said as he spotted a woman coming up the street in his direction and she didn't look like worm food. [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Tatiana Newnan[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/53a1878e6e301a116308edc4e645ec80/tumblr_ny4xr9N1cO1qi0d7lo3_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Headland: East Main Street (E7) [b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Knife, Close Combat Fighting[/center][hr] Everything was blurry. Tatiana had taken several full blows right to the face on either side and it left her dazed. A cough came out of her and ripped through her lips as she spat the blood that had been pooling in her mouth out onto the wet asphalt. Slowly she crawled up onto all fours. She could hear Jack struggling and yelling behind her but the words were hard to make out over the ringing in her ears. It seemed to drown out everything else right then, other than the sound of her child crying in the car near her. The rain was starting to let up but that didn't matter, it was still like looking through fogged glasses as she felt around for the knife on the ground. Eventually she did and stumbled onto her feet. Turning, through one very swollen eye she could make out the man kicking and trying to ram backwards on Jack as she eyed him. Fingers tightening on the knife she didn't so much rush forward as fall forward, exhausted. Putting everything she had in her into her arm as she thrust the blade into the mans lower gut. Both hands on the hilt she dripped upwards until the blade stopped against the rib cage and she ripped out. Falling back onto her rear end she watched his gut spill out of his body cavity. Intestines hanging there, his face contorting s his knees gave way and he fell forward. Tatiana spitting on him as she dropped the knife and crawled towards the car. Opening the back door and pulling herself into the seat. In the center of the back seat was a car seat covered with a blanket. [color=a187be]"Shh, shh, Jamie, it okay, ve safe, ve're safe,"[/color] she said, her speech slightly slurred as she removed the blanket and unfastened the seat belt. Picking up her baby she sat Jamie in her lap and Jamie quieten as the pacifier was found. [color=a187be]"Jack, meet your son Jamie,"[/color] she said s the bright hazel eyes boy looked out of the car, his little hand holding onto the pacifier as he sucked on it. The back of his hand was scarred. It looked like it had been burned not too long ago.