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::Name::
Virginia Mae Henning

::Age::
18

::Gender::
Female

::Sexuality::
Heterosexual



::Skills::
- Was a girl scout when she was younger
- Clever and quick witted in the way she speaks
- Ran cross country in track in high school so she has good endurance

::Inventory::
- Has a yellow backpack on her back
- Contains: a couple pairs of clothes, a water bottle and a pocket knife.



::Personality::
Ambitious. Stubborn. Charming. Helpful. Judgmental.

::Background Story::
Before the outbreak Virginia had dreams of going to college to become a dental hygienist. It wasn't her dream job, but it seemed like a reasonable thing to do. She lived with a single mom in a small apartment in Chicago, and they never had too many troubles or worries. Virginia's mom was at work when the outbreak really had it's biggest blow that took out most of the population, and raised the dead. She hasn't found her mother, but has very high hopes to find her. Right now, she is just trying to survive every day and hopes to find that there are other survivors in this hell hole as well.



@pops

Correct! If interest generates enough here before the weekend (if not, this goes back in the bin), it would be a mixture of a few things. Though the dinner party is the ultimate part of it, it would transfer into something else entirely as time goes on. If you weren't impressed with the movie, you're most likely not going to enjoy the roleplay- fair warning.
I'm game :) Sounds fun for summer!







As the postman arrives at your door this morning, he slips a bright red envelope into your mail box. You don’t know it yet, but FIVE other lovely people beside yourself, have received the same envelope that morning. They may be your next door neighbor or they could be from somewhere across the lovely state of New York. Upon opening the bright envelope, this is what you come to read:

To whom it may concern:
Greetings, I am Analise DelToro. I am the current heir to DelToro Enterprises, and have kept promise to the business to remain afloat since my father’s demise. Before you toss this letter, I suggest you read it at least once. I have come to know of your "situation" through an inside source. It may take you a few minutes to think about what that situation is, but I want to inform you that I will take care of it. Expenses taken care of, and a little extra for any other personal wants and needs you may possess. What is the catch? You must attend tomorrow night’s dinner party at my residence here in New York, here you will play in my contest. Once you win the contest you will receive all the money, in strictly cash as you leave. All other favors will be taken care of instantly, and you should see results in a matter of hours or at the most, a couple of business days. I highly suggest you attend, as this could be your last hope. I will send to you via my personal limo to pick you up around 8:00 pm tomorrow. Please RSVP via the phone number I’ve listed at the bottom of this letter. Till then, take care.


RSVP: (1800-335-8676)
DelToro Enterprises




:) Interested if you'll have me!
This sounds great! I'm into it :)
I'm still here as well. Was waiting for more characters to show up~
I'll look at these things, but still unsure if it might be too much for me :)

I love you and I hate you and I'm losing my mind. You tell me all the time that this will pass and that I'm gonna be fine.


Dinner had gone well, everyone had a hearty share of the stew. Usually the group tried not to overly eat so they wouldn't slip into the deeper stages of slumber, but today's events called for it. Brooklyn took it upon herself to clean up afterwards as well. She usually passed the clean up duty to others because she and Jorel were the usual cooks, but today she wanted a little extra time alone as she processed things. She sang quietly to herself as she put the food away into their ice box and washed down the dishes; "You and me. Together we'll be. Forever, you'll see. We'll always be good company. You and me. Just wait and see." she glanced through the kitchen's boarded window towards her daughter's grave marker with the last words, before glancing upwards to the ceiling.

Climbing into bed- Brooklyn came to full relation that her face was extremely sore. She usually laid on her stomach, her head turned off to the side, but tonight she had to lay straight on her back. It was very uncomfortable but she laid often like this when she was pregnant, not able to sleep on her tummy when it was at it's largest. She isn't sure when the night turned into day, but the bright winter sun came before she knew it.

Brooklyn hadn't taken care of her blood stained sweater from yesterday, and the smell was very unpleasant. She didn't want to quite throw it away, considering she had lost a pair of clothes to Ash and wasn't sure if she'd be getting anymore anytime soon. Her early morning routine went as normal as possible, her lower face was bruised, painful to the touch but much better than yesterday. When Sam called for them Brooklyn was all ready to go, she just would need to put on her jacket and some boots before going out into the blistering cold.

"I don't want us to find him, Sam." Brooklyn admitted to Sam in a voice low enough for no one else but Sam to hear. She shook her head. She really didn't want to find Conrad, he hadn't came back last night and that had meant that he was either dead or that he had betrayed them and left. Unsure of which one was worse, Brooklyn preferred neither. She slipped on her boots, and than her her jacket as she took a seat in the living room, waiting for the rest of the group to be ready to go.
@ladyanglaise

I might need a little help here and there but what you have came up with sounds interesting to me! :)
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