[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 10/27/18 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/jdE9BV/Route177-Ok.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider= Team Newnan - Headland, Alabama 10/27/18 Update] Map Updated - Check Tatiana's post for details [b]Description:[/b] We're fucked [b]Temperature:[/b] 85°F [b]Humidity:[/b] High [b]Wind Speed:[/b] 5 mph [b]Rain:[/b] Rain has stopped - anyone that knows this is tornado weather knows this is bad news. [img]https://image.ibb.co/hRAXWV/Headland-Alabama-CP.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=Team Eden - Quincy, Florida 10/27/18 Update] Map remains the same as people have not moved. We are on hour 3 since Thana left and still no sign of her. Wind it holding now so the smaller things are still getting knocked around. The meds for Thalia have kicked in and they are working great. She is still feeling pain because come on, she just got an arm cut off, but she is high as a kite now and doesn't give two shits. And them O's are looking mighty tasty. Manny is feeling tired as fuck now. It was a long trek to the house and then emergency surgery. The man is both mentally and physically exhausted. If he wants to stay awake longer than the end of the next post, he is going to have to fight hard to keep his eyes open. (Will require a roll unless you just want to let him get some much needed sleep.) Beatrice and Alexander are holding up well despite how hot it is. Someone that is up to it better research the house to see if they can find any water. [b]Description:[/b] Windy [b]Humidity:[/b] Low [b]Temperature:[/b] 80°F [b]Wind Speed:[/b] 20 mph [b]Strong Wind:[/b] Wind is dying down and the temp has dropped outside. Not that anyone would notice inside. It is nearly 90 inside, posts should reflect that. You don't have AC people. You are in a house that hasn't had power in 5 years. It was 84 outside. It is stifling inside. [img]https://image.ibb.co/jKOpJA/Quincy-House.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=598527]Wayne Maldonado[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://www.syfy.com/sites/syfy/files/happyvsnick_102_8.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=598527]Location:[/color][/b] Okefenokee: C8 (Road) [b][color=598527]Skills:[/color][/b]Athletics, Pistols, Hunting[/center][hr] Wayne took aim and pulled the trigger on the gun in his left hand. It jammed. [color=598527]"Cock-juggling thunder cunt,"[/color] he grumbled as he lowered it and took aim with the gun in his right hand. It jammed. [color=598527]"Mother fucking piss bucket!"[/color] he yelled. This was not his moment to shine it seemed. Of all the times for not one but two guns to jam, that was the worst possible second. He had five walkers in front of him and now he had just missed taking out nearly half of the pack. The man barely had a chance to get the guns slipped into his waist line as one of the lunged. [color=598527]"Oh fuck no twinkle toes,"[/color] Wayne yelled as he side stepped it and pulled out his machete. [color=598527]"Incoming Hanktholomew, knock the fucker in the nuts,"[/color] he exclaimed as he got ready for another and kept a check on his six only just slightly. The last thing he wanted after that bad run was to get his own head knocked off with Hanks back swing. Thing was, Wayne wasn't the only one having a moment. Back behind the him where the others were coming from it seemed like the preacher man was having issues of his own as he seemed to be suddenly disoriented before dropping to the ground convulsing. He was not sweating anymore and he didn't look good. Granted, could anyone really look good when they drop having a seizure? Or was it something else? God it was hot. [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Tatiana Newnan[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/1c08e8705c50cc2b20a8983622bde1d8/tumblr_nxlwglgkrG1ulwylso8_r1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Headland: East Main Street (E7 - Station Wagon Front Seat Passenger -> Street -> Back in the car again) [b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Survival, People Reading, Psychology, Counseling, Basic First Aide[/center][hr] Tatiana looked over towards Riley and nodded. [color=a187be]"Ve keep going way car was going, that vay. Not far,"[/color] she said before turning around and taking a look at Jack. It seemed he was only paying attention to Jamie, which was understandable. He had never met his son before today and if there was anything left of the loving man she had married she doubted he was going to ever take his eyes off the little one. It brought the smallest of smiles to her lips even in a sorrowful way. She wished he had not missed all these months. Jamie was just watching his dad and babbling in baby talk. Tatiana could have told Jack his chances of hearing dada was slim right now but she chose not to, it was too damn adorable watching him try to get Jamie to speak. Hearing Ash, Tatiana jerked her head to the right and jumped out of the car. [color=a187be]"Da, good see you,"[/color] she said as she got closer and took a look at his shoulder. The woman only had basic first aide training but she had spent nearly a year of her life in Newnan under Froggy's instruction and then months after the fall of Newnan alone with him. She learned more than just the physical aspect of things. Looking up at Ash she took a breath. [color=a187be]"Pressure for nov and da have plan. Get to shelter, kill rest, and hov you say? Hunker dovn? They have supplies,"[/color] she said filling in Ash. He may have asked Jack but Jack was watching Jamie and trying to get his son to say da-da. [color=a187be]"Come, you sit. Your god son need meet you,"[/color] she said flatly. She wasn't the same bubbly ballerina she had been back in Newnan. While she hadn't talked to Jack about making Ash the Godfather, it was one of those things she held on to over the last months. Everyone around Ash seemed to die but he kept trucking. He was a protector and took that job seriously. If shit happened to her and Jack she had no doubt Ash would protect the fuck out of the kid. She would help Ash into the passenger side back seat if he let her before climbing back into the passenger side front seat. Only seats left now were in the back of the car.