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Howdy, I'm Boston! I'm a mid-twenties gal from Southern US. I am a huge science geek, so most of my interest revolve around that. In terms of RPs, I am interested in:

Sci-Fi, more towards science. exploration, and space.
Post-Apocalyptic settings, like plagues, zombies, even natural disasters could be fun.
Horror, Call of Cthulhu, paranormal mysteries. Especially if it is like X-Files or Twin Peaks.

I prefer more small group RP or 1x1. Romance is fine with me, but no erp.

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In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 1 mo ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Billie Atwood


Location: Lighthouse
Skills: N/A




”True, true.” Billie said in response to their gunshot discussion. She turned her attention towards the window thinking about the past couple of nights. They haven’t heard any strange noises occurring outside their fortifications. Are there any other survivors outside of their encampment? Her thoughts came to a crashing halt as the silence was interrupted by mechanical whirring and buzzes. Billie glanced over towards the lighting mechanism brightening up the room before covering her eyes. ”Dammit, that almost took my eyes out! They can warn us a bit beforehand!”

Outside of the team neglecting to warn the two, she managed to let out a sigh of relief. They would need to test the machine during nighttime, but if it was now working, they might be able to communicate with the ships out at bay. If the lighthouse could be spotted across the island, it would alert others too. Maybe things could turn around after all? Billie turned to June to share her relief to see her friend in distress.

“June…June what’s wrong?”. She reached forward to grab her by the shoulder before retracting her arm. Then June began flailing the pistol around towards the light. “June, what is going on with you?”. Billie scowled trying to find the words to get June to calm down and get the gun away from her. Why did she trust this dimwit with a gun anyways? Once her friend threw the pistol across the floor and fled downstairs, Billie rushed to the pistol. She turned on the safety before removing the bullets inside. ”What the fuck is wrong with her? She muttered.

Diane Beaufort


Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A




Diane leaned against the wall gazing across their encampment. “I’ve tried keeping track of the days. I know it's been a month, but I can’t remember if today is Monday or a Wednesday.” How much longer do they have to wait? Shouldn’t the navy be doing something for them now? Her hopes for an escape diminished with each passing day. There were only so many times she could clean the same spec of stain off the floor. ”Kaitlyn, do we have some sort of neighborhood watch or council?”
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 3 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Billie Atwood


Location: Lighthouse
Skills: N/A




One of the most versatile tools scavenging the island became the humble rock or bottle. One loud thunk could briefly gain the attention of the casualties; however, besides a few strays meandering along the coast, the waves did not garner enough of the casualties’ attention for too long. Could it be similar to white noise for prolonged proximity? Then again, how many times did Billie stop to chase after the sound of wind? Unless out of the ordinary, some sounds might not register as prey. These were the thoughts that kept Billie awake all through the night; however, in a way, Billie found it comforting as she gazed across the ocean. Some beauty remained relatively untainted in the world.

She turned towards June with a tiny glimmer of hope in her sunken eyes hearing the words coffee and energy drinks. Insomnia mixed with dehydration, coupled with being on constant alert, took a toll on Billie’s face. Heavy bags sagged under her eyes and each week she appeared more gaunt than the last. ”You know, I would really like that. Let’s hope they didn’t store it next to the fish,” she said with a weak smile.

As the team entered the lighthouse. Billie approached each step with caution: checking around each corner, looking underneath any furniture, any sign of outside movement. As June mentioned needing the light to only work once or twice, Billie’s mind drifted setting a building on fire at night to gain the attention of ships across the water. Wouldn’t be useful, but something in Billie wanted to light a giant goddamn fire on this island. ”You got it, Jeb.” Billie followed June upstairs, but unlike her friend, she took her sweet time to not further exhaust herself. As her delightfully chipper friend rambled upon medieval architecture against invaders and the evolution from swords to guns, she considered how the old rules of warfare don’t translate well into modern times. ”Yet nowadays we are told to run away from gunfire. Oh how times change.”

Once the two reached the top, Billie institutionally aimed her pistol at the body laying on the ground. June’s nonchalant approach up the stairs would have alerted the living or what counts as living now. Given how the body remained stationary, could this simply be a corpse? After a shoddy investigation, the two could safely assume the corpse was safe. What a strange world to be in to feel safe next to a corpse. Thankfully, this man did them a favor by pulling the trigger to his own head. Saved them a bullet. With the corpse's pistol still intact, she lowered her aim from the body. ”Nice find!”

Don’t think about the corpse. Don’t think about the corpse. Don’t think about the corpse.

”We might finally be catching a break! Handgun, bullets, a radio, and maybe a functioning lighthouse if we get the power working. All it needs is power right to shine the light? These lenses should do most of the work for us to shining that light out.” If they can get either one of these things working, it would be a good time for a little celebration.

Diane Beaufort


Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A




With rolled up sleeves, Diane scrubbed the table for any dust and grime as Kaitlyn engaged in small talk. ”Oh you don’t have to help. It’s just a way to get my body busy.” More so she didn’t want to appear more weak and helpless than she already was. She wanted to find a way to be useful in some capacity without crossing the fence. Honestly, I am happy there are some other kids here for AJ. If she were alone for all this. I don’t know who she could rely on. Paul is gone. Having kids her age might help her relax and escape all of this, just for a moment. Some ways I’m jealous. Comes with the territory of being a mom. You can’t stop worrying.” In some ways, this was relaxing. Cleaning the cabin allowed Diane to feel like she was offering some sort of safe environment for AJ. ”How about you? How do you manage?”
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Billie Atwood


Location: Paradiso Gym
Skills: N/A




This wasn’t Billie’s first time on the supply runs for the group, but that didn’t make the horrors easier with time. Those zombies used to be people. Do they still classify as a person? The distinction between living and dead remained unclear. Dead things don’t continue shambling around and consume food. How did digestion work with them? Do their stomachs still work? They must be swallowing the meat still. Billie maintained a few journals: a personal diary, workbook, and her casualty list. People quickly took to calling them zombies, which is understandable, but silly. It sounded comical. Childish. Immature. Instead, in her beat up, crinkled journal, Billie took to calling them casualties. Despite it all, they are victims too, right?

Her private journal detailed things she could consider normal, for whatever that is now worth. Mainly it was used to vent about the people on the island without word traveling or June overhearing. The workbook contained plans for water collection, lab equipment, and other plans to help them survive on the island. The casualty list contained all her speculation regarding casualties. It was less of a “scientific journal” and more so a way to keep her panic attacks compartmentalized in a separate location.

During the trek, Billie would occasionally pull out her digital camera running on 53% to take pictures of anything out of the ordinary, casualties, or places of interest. If only she had access to a printer, these would be handy in her journal. Unless she wanted to sketch them out. There were more pictures she would have taken during the walk, but with June coming along, Billie didn’t trust leaving her unsupervised for longer than a minute. Once the team reached the lighthouse, she took one last picture before pocketing her camera. ”June, you are sticking with me, understood?” It was less of a request and more of a demand.

Diane Beaufort


Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A




Now what to do? She could trust AJ with the other children, right? Every day, Diane orbited around AJ to ensure no danger could come to her: staying inside after curfew, keeping her away from strange survivors, and if those freaks got any close to AJ, Diane could do something. What could she do now though? The only thing that came to her mind to be productive that didn’t put her in harm’s way was to clean. Yes, that is it. Time to clean. Even though they were on the other side of the world, halfway across the world from home, she could still try to find a way to make living here as comfortable for them.

Clean linens were becoming a scarce resource along with any cleaning supplies. ”I’ll just have to make do.” Diane brought out the linen from their cabin to hang outside. It unlikely did anything to clean it, but it offered the placebo of airing out the stuffy sheets. With a bucket of water collected from the ocean, she began wiping down the surfaces inside her cabin. Afterwards, she began sweeping the floor for any bits and crumbs that found their way inside.
In Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
One I'm considering is a slacker gal known to smoke cigarettes before school named Jennifer Cruz. Grade wise she is a solid A-B student, but tries to find her way out of larger responsibilities. There have been a few times she skipped classes for fun only to result in detention when faculty finally catch her.
In Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Count me interested!
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Billie Atwood


Location: Paradiso Gym
Skills: N/A




Billie rolled her eyes at another one of June’s classic corrections which missed the point. What did Sam even see into this girl? ”You never get it, do you?” She muttered with a roll of the eyes. Fortunately, it seemed June didn’t need encouragement or bribery to join the expedition. Talking to a brick wall did more good than June half the time. Billie turned to Jeb with a smile at the mention of hunting for deer and boar. ”If we land ourselves a boar, mmmmh,” she said, staring down at the rifle. Boars would contain plenty of fat perfect for frying foods. More fat, more calories. Fried pig skin crisps. ”If we do see boar, we need to be a bit more coordinated.”

She turned her head towards the newcomer to the expedition and waved. Sienna, if Billie remembered correctly. Billie holstered her pistol for quick and easy access and tightened her backpack around herself. ”Hey, June,” she placed a hand on her friend’s shoulder. Well friend of a missing friend. “Stay close with me, alright? I don’t want you to get lost out there.”

Diane Beaufort


Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A




He could still be out there. She wasn’t entirely sure if she wanted to see her husband again, but he would be there for AJ when she couldn’t be. ”If you do, his name is Paul Beaufort. I might have told you before, but just to be safe.” Diane shook her head at Kaitlyn’s offer. ”You…you don’t want me out there. I don’t think I could handle a gun, let alone a stick. I’d be a nervous wreck. Besides, we need someone out here to watch the kids and make sure you all come back to a clean home.” Pitiful. What could she even do? She hated fishing. Cooking and preparing the fish was fine, but the killing? She couldn’t stomach that part. Diane always forced someone else to kill the fish.
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Billie Atwood


Location: Paradiso Gym
Skills: N/A




Coming with her neverending asinine and unreasonable demands, June shoved a barely incomprehensible list into Billie’s hands. With the amount of times she’s been forced to play errand girl, Billie learned how to read June’s chicken scratch. A motor and a 3D printer? Do you see a horse and buggy, princess? She wanted to ask, but June would unlikely catch on to the sass. They would need a substantial amount of energy just to get five minutes worth of a print in. She’s just trying to be useful, Billie. Something she had to remind herself every day. A radio set would be nice to retrieve and get working. Medicine is always a priority. “I’ll try what I can.”

She turned towards Maria and forced a smile. A lighthouse and World War 2 bunker sounded promising. Depending on the state of the bunker, could it be a worthwhile hideout than this beach? It would feel more secure than a tropical resort beach. “Y’know, June, it would be helpful to get an extra pair of hands. You will have better luck fixing the radio equipment than us.” If the tactful way didn’t work, she might have to resort to bullying or bargaining. To her surprise, Jeb offered his rifle to her. Billie patted her holstered handgun before reaching for Jeb’s rifle. “Mainly for hunting deer.”

Diane Beaufort


Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A




Diane held AJ close as she considered everything she could do for her. Should she join the supply runs? No. Diane couldn’t stomach facing the horde of walking corpses roaming the island. The thought of stabbing, hitting, or shooting one of those things turned her stomach. With the kids around, maybe just watching over could help. What day was it? How long until the school year starts? Despite the horrors going on, they still needed an education. Before her thoughts spiraled out of control even more, a knock came at the door.

”Hey, Kaitlyn. She stood up from the ground and gestured for Kaitlyn to come in. ”Okay. Stay safe, AJ. Love you!” As AJ ran to play with the other kids, Diane turned towards Kaitlyn. Diane didn’t bother going through an extensive list. They all needed food, water, and medicine. So she tried to think of other essentials that might be forgotten about. “Most of the usuals. We can’t get too picky much now. Could you keep an eye out for tampons and pads while you’re out there?” As she watched AJ rush to play with the other kids, her mind couldn’t help but wonder what AJ was up to while she wasn’t around. ”It wouldn’t be bad to find board games and cards too, for the kids.” Diane wrote down the list for Kaitlyn. A frown grew on her face. ”How often do you run into other survivors?” If Paul became one of them, would they ever know?
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Billie Atwood


Location: Paradiso Gym
Skills: N/A




The distillation of water would fix the dwindling supply of fresh water; however, the energy required far exceeded their supply granted from the scavenged solar panels. If they were able to distill large quantities of water, would there be a significant amount of salt leftover to preserve meats instead of relying on refrigeration? Unlikely. Instead, finding a stable supply of freshwater would fix it. Billie was not familiar with the geology of Luana Isle, but her attention was drawn to the center of the island. Up on top of the volcano, could there be some stream or small pond holding in water? If so, a trek up there might prove useful.
Before making her way to the Paradiso Gym, she stopped by the armory to equip herself with a small handgun. With her camera, she hoped she could take surveillance photos during the next scavenger run for future planning. "Hey, so where are we headed to today?” Billie preferred to join these expeditions. It has only been a month since the outbreak and she didn’t trust everyone here to make the right decision yet. So many of her friends she went on with the island disappeared. All but June.

Diane Beaufort


Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A




Diane glared at the US Navy ships encircling the island with AJ at her side. Just a few short months ago she learned her dear husband of nearly twenty years cheated on her with some secretary at the office. She dreaded this vacation with Paul. She hated the look in his eyes every time they chatted alone. In her naivety, she hoped this vacation would fix Paul’s attitude towards the marriage and so the college sweethearts could rediscover the magic that faded in the past decade. For how long were Paul and that secretary together? If this trip didn’t fix it, then Diane wanted this trip to be a dream come true for her sweet AJ. Her daughter deserved something good this summer.
This summer dream turned into a hellish nightmare. So much so, that Diane prayed she was going insane so her precious AJ didn’t live in this world trapped on an island of the dead. How much of the world is like their reality? Are the dead eating the alive out across the ocean as well? Can they ever leave this island alive?
”You know your dad. He’s bound to be out there somewhere kicking around. Though you know how bad he is at directions. Your dad is probably on the opposite side of the island searching for us.”Putting on a brave face, Diane wrapped an arm AJ and pulled her in close. She never told AJ about Paul’s affair. She didn’t need to know that.
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost. → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Now here is Diane!
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