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[center][color=B0C4DE][h1]Riley Ridgeway[/h1][/color]
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[I]Location: Camp Mexico Beach, Florida, W (Quarantine)
Skills:[/i][/center]
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Once they were ready to leave the showers Riley smiled towards Amelia as she went over towards her, and started to follow the rest out of the room. She stuffed her hands into the pockets of the robes, feeling very much refreshed now at this point she started to make her way down the hallway. Seeing the room marked as 'Conference' she took a moment to take in the entire room, Riley was really surprised to see that there was an actual arcade machine in there. She then spotted the two people in the room, as she looked over her shoulder seeing Major and Panama standing over by the door.

Riley then followed Amelia and found a spot as she listened to the doctor, and then looked towards S.B. which she had a feeling that she would easily get annoyed. [color=B0C4DE]"Nice to meet you guys."[/color] Riley said, trying to be as friendly as possible towards them, as she listened to them as they told a little a bit about themselves. She then looked towards the paper that they were all being handed out, and started to read through some of the questions that were listed. [color=B0C4DE]"It's probably just to get information."[/color] Riley said with a slight shrug as she looked down at the questions and then started to fill out the questions. She then stopped for a moment looking over at the two doctors before asking, jokingly. [color=B0C4DE]"Then we get to the anal probing after all this correct?"[/color]

[hider=Riley's Questionnaire]
Questionnaire:
[color=green]Name: Riley Ridgeway[/color]
[color=green]Age: 30[/color]
[color=green]Birth Date: September, 29th[/color]
[color=green]Race: Caucasian, last I checked?[/color]
[color=green]Where were you born: Grimm, Indiana[/color]
[color=green]Where were you when the outbreak occurred: Los Angeles, California[/color]
[color=green]Who were you before the outbreak: Music performer[/color]
[color=green]Who are you now: A survivor[/color]
[color=green]Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak: Yes[/color]
[color=green]If so, why did you leave: Mother Nature did a giant 'fuck you'[/color]
[color=green]Did you serve in the military: Fuck no[/color]
[color=green]If so, what branch/rank/specialty: Nope[/color]
[color=green]Any known medical issues: None that I know of[/color]
[color=green]Any special needs: Nope[/color]
[color=green]Any special skills: Scavenging[/color]
[color=green]What would you enjoy doing if you had time to: Playing a guitar again.[/color]
[color=green]Your most traumatic moment: Watching my sister killing herself.[/color]
[color=green]Why are you still alive: Amelia, my girlfriend and the others from our group.[/color]
[color=green]What are you seeking: A safe place to live[/color][/hider]

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[center][h1][color=magenta]Erica Monroe[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Camp Mexico Beach, Florida, W (Quarantine)
Skills:[/I][/center]
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Erica followed the other women out of the showers and down the hallway, she didn't know the rest of these people yet and she remained pretty much quiet the entire time as well. As she stepped into the next room, seeing that the rest of the men were coming into the room as well, and stared at the room. It felt like it was a really nice rec room, with an arcade machine, foosball, and some movies by the looks of it, and a few books. She was certainly starting to like this place more, and more so far the group didn't seem to want to kill them all just yet.

She then raised an eyebrow as they were given questionnaires to fill out, which was a little bit weird for her to see since she could simply just lie her way around it if she wanted to. But Erica wouldn't actually do that she went over and sat down next to Nigel and started to slowly read through all of the questions that they had, while looking over towards one of the women who spoke up about anal probing after they filled out the paperwork which made her shake her head slightly. Erica then went back and slowly started to fill out the paper and what was asked of her.

[hider=Erica's Questionnaire]
Questionnaire:
[color=green]Name: Erica Christian Monroe[/color] 
[color=green]Age: 37[/color]
[color=green]Birth Date: December, 30th[/color] 
[color=green]Race: Caucasian[/color]
[color=green]Where were you born: Detroit, Michigan[/color] 
[color=green]Where were you when the outbreak occurred: Detroit, Michigan[/color] 
[color=green]Who were you before the outbreak: Detective for Detroit, Michigan, mother[/color]
[color=green]Who are you now: Survivor[/color]
[color=green]Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak: Yes[/color]
[color=red]If so, why did you leave: Group was attacked by another[/color]
[color=green]Did you serve in the military: No[/color]
[color=green]If so, what branch/rank/specialty: None[/color]
[color=green]Any known medical issues: None[/color]
[color=green]Any special needs: None[/color]
[color=green]Any special skills: Law Enforcement, Criminal Justice[/color]
[color=green]What would you enjoy doing if you had time to: Playing football[/color]
[color=green]Your most traumatic moment: Losing, my husband early on, and then my daughter a few years later[/color]
[color=red]Why are you still alive: I don't know[/color]
[color=green]What are you seeking: A place of safety[/color][/hider]