[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 11/02/18 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/kuHi3L/Route177-Ok.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider= Team Newnan - Headland, Alabama 11/02/18 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/dTfLiL/Headland-19x12.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=Team Eden - Quincy, Florida 11/02/18 Update] It has roughly now been four hours since Thana left to go find supplies and she hasn't returned. Again, it hasn't been enough time to worry more than normal. Unfortunately Thalia is not coming down from that high this round but on a good note, she feels absolutely fantastic and isn't noticing the pain even though it is there. Outside the weather is holding and isn't getting any worse. There are no walkers in sight IF someone looks out a window. While is is hot as Hades in the house, everyone is holding up alright but it would be a good idea of everyone got some water in them and lost a few layers of clothing if they are wearing more than what is needed. [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/mNWAiL/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 -> C7 (Road) [b][color=598527]Skills:[/color][/b]Athletics, Machete, Hunting[/center][hr] Wayne looked over his left shoulder and spun around. [color=598527]"No shit a guns better, they are fucking jammed you flittering Tinkerbell wannabe,"[/color] Wayne yelled as he gripped his machete. He swatted at whatever he was speaking to before turning his attention back to the dip fucks around him, oh and the dead that were walking. If they were not careful there would be another Face Eater to deal with shortly and having one more fucker to have to put down in a the middle of them wanting to turn all the living into an all you can eat Golden Coral buffet was never a good thing. Back where Erica was, there was nothing she could do for Robert. He had gone into an acute heatstroke, not that she knew that. All she would know was that he stopped sweating, which couldn't be a good thing in this heat as they were all sweating like a whore in church. His lips slowly paled and his skin went gray. He ceased one last time before everything stopped. His eyes moving, his shaking, his breathing, and his heart. The man was gone and there was nothing that could be done about it other than making sure that he didn't turn and try to take the rest of them out as his first meal back from the dead. Sprinting forward Wayne dripped with sweat, his machete coming up and then straight down into the skull of the walker closest to him. It went clear down to the nose before he flung his arm out and to the right sending the thing flying off his blade and into the ditch on the side of the road. [color=598527]"Aww yeah, papa's got a brand new bag,"[/color] he laughed as he looked at the next few in front of him. [color=598527]"Come on Brutus Es'Apocalypse, get that one in the back,"[/color] he added as he pointed to one with the tip of his machete. Jerking his head to the side. [color=598527]"Hey don't ask me, ask his ass why he isn't wearing a skirt,"[/color] Wayne said to his imaginary little buddy. [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 M7 (Car: Front Passenger) [b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Survival, People Reading, Psychology, Counseling[/center][hr] It seemed the nun wouldn't be joining them. Tatiana didn't ask why and she didn't care. She had her husband back and her son was now surrounded by people she had known for a while. It was probably the safest the child had been in a long time but that didn't mean that Tatiana let her guard down. Not that she though any of them would harm Jamie but people did change. She had changed over the last year. One had to so they could survive. It was the only way. Taking a breath she finally lifted her shirt and patted some of the blood off her face. It would be weeks until it was healed fully and she was pretty sure she had a few broken bones in her cheeks and above her eyes but she was alive and could see well enough. Turning she looked back towards Jack and Ash on either side of Jamie before looking back at Riley. [color=a187be]"Just keep following road around the bend in the road coming up,"[/color] she said as she leaned back in her seat. Looking out the window the winds were still down and the rain wasn't picking up but the sky was orange and that never turned out well during this time of the year. Not in this area. Taking a deep breath she continued, [color=a187be]"Not many, three or four. Ve can handle vhile men watch Jamie,"[/color] she said looking back over at Riley and then into the back of the station wagon towards Amelia. [color=a187be]"You good to fight?"[/color] she asked both of them as the car made its way down the road.