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Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Nana

"What a morning. What a beautiful morning, right Patricia? Right glowing orb?" Both companions were silence in real life, but very chatty in the inside of her head.
Sing me a song. My favourite. Said glowing orb.
"Of course darling! Song would be great!" Is there a better way to greet a new day? Mornings are her favourite. One feels the energy of waking up Earth. Or better said one feels its dying agony..Sweet sweet morning idyll. Feels like retirement home.
"Always looooook on the briiiiiiight side of life."
Do you think I can eat this? Said hungry Patricia already gnawing on a mummified remains of god know what. Honestly she thought it was just a soiled and weathered toiled paper, but one man´s meal is another man´s poison, as they used to say. "Of course darling, looks good!" And she returned to her singing and whistling, though whistling inside of a gas mass was pretty droolly experience and reminds her of shrieks of ruin ghosts. Glowing orb glowed more intensively, changing intensity of its light corresponding to the rhythm.

Morning are best for finishing her craft projects. From her backpack she took set of sticks and half finished crocheted doily that was not doily at all. At closer inspection the spectator could see that what she works on is in fact set of crocheted undies.
"Crochet for my crotch." Ste interrupted her song for a second.
What a morning, what a nice and beautiful morning. Too positive to pay attention to other noises carried to her ears from the distance. Or perhaps she just have problems with hearing. She´s old woman after all.

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Nana

Name: Nana
Relative Age: 63
Gender: Female
Physical Description:

Gas Mask Description: She decorated her gasmask with old colorful sneaker parts, rags and ribbons. World is dark so why not to make it little bit funnier and brighter? Well and of course little bit younger, because it´s scientifically proven that right colours rejuvenate your face for 10 years. Not that it matters, under the mask.

Custom mask

Job: She used to be a nurse, angel of death they used to call her. Just kidding, she was very popular and flirty, she did miracles with catheters and needles. Later when she retired she focused on different types of crafts, she even sold her stuff on etsy under the nickname hitech_granny.
Personality: Talkative, funny and flirty. Despite her age she loves flirting. And in current situation men have no right to be picky, right? She likes to act younger, love company and gossip. And as all older women she loves to make stubbornly initiate conflicts and fights with a courage of angry mama bear.
Story: She was never one of those nutjobs preparing for the end of the day. Like why? It wasn´t likely that person of her age would be on surviving list. What she can offer? Definitely not a chance to repopulate Earth, unfortunately. She had her deal of babies in the past; Two boys. Both having their own families somewhere far away from her. Because that´s the gratitude a parent clearly deserve; to be abandoned, never receiving a phone call or an e-mail. Hope those spoiled little sons of bitches bite the carcinogenic dust somewhere. But at least when the shit hit the fan, she was independent, didn´t dwell on past; lived for present in her own little apartment.

Luckily for her, she did manage to survive, perhaps because her old body was full food stabilisers and emulsifiers from decades and decades of consuming them. Perhaps her body won´t be avle to decompose when she kicks the bucket. Walking Lenin. And when we are talking about dead things walking, clearly those Walking Dead TV shows helped her a lot. Who would say that stupid TV could prepare someone for actual this??But it helped her mind to accustom to sudden change very quickly, and somehow she even enjoys herself. Her age giving her false importance, perhaps she can became a chieftain or something with all her valuable experience and advices she can give. But how to start your own cult when only living creature you have encountered is Patricia and that glowing orb of pulsating light?

Strengths/Weaknesses: Her main weakness is her age, of course. Lack of stamina and agility, aching back, knees. But again hurting back is a great excuse to ask for a good old massage or feet rub. Hmmm feet rub.
Her strength dwells in her experience, knowledge of medicine and her crafty hands. For those of old generations she´s something like a postapo McGyver, crafting everything from nothing and cooking variety of different ointments and medications mostly from radioactive rubbish.

Philosophy: God is dead, we killed him. And it was long time ago. She was never a believer, but was always spiritual. From aliens to faeries, ghosts and demons, alternative medicine, Yeti or Nessie, she believed in it all. After all 9/11 was an inside job. And this apocalypse? Is inside job too.
Strange Behaviors: She talks to her glowing orb of light a lot, she talks to Patricia and she swears she can hear actual answers from them. For what we know she can suffer dementia or Alzheimer or senility.

Favorite Thing:
Patricia-her overprotective black cat and gloving orb of something. She has no idea what this sphere is, if it is dangerous, or radioactive and why it levitates. But it light is very positive, it looks nice and reminds her of Christmas.
Skills: Power of improvisation and craft, but not all her projects ends up in success. She has a lacking experience of technical gadget and despite she tries to learn it and makes makeshift weapons and filters they mostly suck.
Partial knowledge of medicine. She learned to make various shady remedies, all tested on herself or death bodies. But was those bodies dead before she fed them her coughing syrup or.......?

STARTING EQUIPMENT:
Gas mask and few extra filters
flask of alcohol
vials and pouches of her home made medicine
huge hicking bagpack full of bits and scraps of basically everything that can be use for making useful tools or useless trinkets
blue floppy disk that she wears as a earring
leather jacket and hand sewn skirt
glowing orb of unknown origin
Patricia the cat
fanny pack for the swag!

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Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Nana

Name: Nana
Relative Age: 63
Gender: Female
Physical Description:

Gas Mask Description: She decorated her gasmask with old colorful sneaker parts, rags and ribbons. World is dark so why not to make it little bit funnier and brighter? Well and of course little bit younger, because it´s scientifically proven that right colours rejuvenate your face for 10 years. Not that it matters, under the mask.

Custom mask

Job: She used to be a nurse, angel of death they used to call her. Just kidding, she was very popular and flirty, she did miracles with catheters and needles. Later when she retired she focused on different types of crafts, she even sold her stuff on etsy under the nickname hitech_granny.
Personality: Talkative, funny and flirty. Despite her age she loves flirting. And in current situation men have no right to be picky, right? She likes to act younger, love company and gossip. And as all older women she loves to make stubbornly initiate conflicts and fights with a courage of angry mama bear.
Story: She was never one of those nutjobs preparing for the end of the day. Like why? It wasn´t likely that person of her age would be on surviving list. What she can offer? Definitely not a chance to repopulate Earth, unfortunately. She had her deal of babies in the past; Two boys. Both having their own families somewhere far away from her. Because that´s the gratitude a parent clearly deserve; to be abandoned, never receiving a phone call or an e-mail. Hope those spoiled little sons of bitches bite the carcinogenic dust somewhere. But at least when the shit hit the fan, she was independent, didn´t dwell on past; lived for present in her own little apartment.

Luckily for her, she did manage to survive, perhaps because her old body was full food stabilisers and emulsifiers from decades and decades of consuming them. Perhaps her body won´t be avle to decompose when she kicks the bucket. Walking Lenin. And when we are talking about dead things walking, clearly those Walking Dead TV shows helped her a lot. Who would say that stupid TV could prepare someone for actual this??But it helped her mind to accustom to sudden change very quickly, and somehow she even enjoys herself. Her age giving her false importance, perhaps she can became a chieftain or something with all her valuable experience and advices she can give. But how to start your own cult when only living creature you have encountered is Patricia and that glowing orb of pulsating light?

Strengths/Weaknesses: Her main weakness is her age, of course. Lack of stamina and agility, aching back, knees. But again hurting back is a great excuse to ask for a good old massage or feet rub. Hmmm feet rub.
Her strength dwells in her experience, knowledge of medicine and her crafty hands. For those of old generations she´s something like a postapo McGyver, crafting everything from nothing and cooking variety of different ointments and medications mostly from radioactive rubbish.

Philosophy: God is dead, we killed him. And it was long time ago. She was never a believer, but was always spiritual. From aliens to faeries, ghosts and demons, alternative medicine, Yeti or Nessie, she believed in it all. After all 9/11 was an inside job. And this apocalypse? Is inside job too.
Strange Behaviors: She talks to her glowing orb of light a lot, she talks to Patricia and she swears she can hear actual answers from them. For what we know she can suffer dementia or Alzheimer or senility.

Favorite Thing:
Patricia-her overprotective black cat and gloving orb of something. She has idea what this sphere is, if it is dangerous, or radioactive and why it levitates. But it light is very positive, it looks nice and reminds her of Christmas.
Skills: Power of improvisation and craft, but not all her projects ends up in success. She has a lacking experience of technical gadget and despite she tries to learn it and makes makeshift weapons and filters they mostly suck.
Partial knowledge of medicine. She learned to make various shady remedies, all tested on herself or death bodies. But was those bodies dead before she fed them her coughing syrup or?

STARTING EQUIPMENT:
Gas mask and few extra filters
flask of alcohol
vials and pouches of her home made medicine
huge hicking bagpack full of bits and scraps of basically everything that can be use for making useful tools or useless trinkets
blue floppy disk that she wears as a earring
leather jacket and hand sewn skirt
glowing orb of unknown origin
Patricia the cat
fanny pack for the swag!

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