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This will mainly be a fictional RP following our own created timeline and events rather than those in history. Plot: On May 10th, 1940, German troops invade France and the Low Countries. The Fall of France was known as the day French forces lost to the stronger Nazi (German) army. Territorial battles continued throughout the entirety of France. Most victories for the German Army were in the northern districts of France, labeled occupied zones. Germany started to also occupy the southern regions, and by November of 1942, they completely took over France. Americans entered the war after the attack on Pearl Harbor 1941. They started aiding the Allied Powers, France being one of them. The Allied Powers started winning in Spain and moved onto France to liberate them from the control of Germany. By 1943, the southern regions of France had been liberated and the the north was all that Germany occupied. So basically, you as an Rper will be a soldier of the Allied powers moving into the Northern regions of France to help defeat the Germans. It'd be easier if we were either American soldiers or French in order to stay a little in-tune with each other instead of having everyone under different leadership.
*This is just an Interest Check
This will mainly be a fictional RP following our own created timeline and events rather than those in history. Plot: On May 10th, 1940, German troops invade France and the Low Countries. The Fall of France was known as the day French forces lost to the stronger Nazi (German) army. Territorial battles continued throughout the entirety of France. Most victories for the German Army were in the northern districts of France, labeled occupied zones. Germany started to also occupy the southern regions, and by November of 1942, they completely took over France. Americans entered the war after the attack on Pearl Harbor 1941. They started aiding the Allied Powers, France being one of them. The Allied Powers started winning in Spain and moved onto France to liberate them from the control of Germany. By 1943, the southern regions of France had been liberated and the the north was all that Germany occupied. So basically, you as an Rper will be a soldier of the Allied powers moving into the Northern regions of France to help defeat the Germans. It'd be easier if we were either American soldiers or French in order to stay a little in-tune with each other instead of having everyone under different leadership.
*This is just an Interest Check
John Teller - MEC - Farren/Buck/Victoria/Robert The 'leader' took in all the information, making sure to processing everything that was important. The fact that Farren had biology background meant that she may have some knowledge in the medical field, but that was just an assumption John took notice to. What took him by surprise was Buck's job history. He thought he was just some kind of farmer or a lumberjack, but wrestler? He would of never imagined. So John wasn't sure if he should believe that or not. If he was indeed a wrestler, he may show more of a threat than expected - or an asset. But anyway, John proceeded by standing up and moving to get a food tray for the giant. He moved behind the buffet counters and headed to the back fridges to pick one up. After returning, he set the tray in front of Buck and gave a simple nod, obviously still wary about speaking to him more than he had to. "I hope y'all got a good night's rest yesterday because today we have work to do. You are no longer guest here, you are members of this group" John started, looking into the eyes of all three of them, though one obviously didn't know what was going on - Dean. "Let us talk about this run you and Tori will be going on today" John continued, pulling out a little map he had tucked in his back pocket. He unfolded it and placed it on the center of the table, displaying it for everyone. It was already marked with precision, red X's were it was unsafe to go, black circles where they deemed safe to search. There were also a lot of question marks around the map, places they've never gone and weren't sure about. John took out a black sharpie from his pocket and put a dot on a coordinate on the map. "You guys will go here. It's just about ten to twenty minutes from here, depending on traffic" he joked, smiling a little to himself. Despite him always seeming serious, he was actually very gentle and sweet. "Anyway, there should be a subdivision there. Suburban style houses. It's close by, but it's marked with a question because we've never been there, so caution must be at an all time high no matter what. Basically, you stick together the whole time, no separating. You two don't go three feet from each other understood?" John said, awaiting a response. After getting one, he continued. "Like Tori already knows, you look for necessities, not wants. Food, water, clothes, etc." John then started folding up the map again and handing it to Victoria. "In the meantime, I'll need Farren here to help me cover up the front windows with bed sheets. I want to start hiding ourselves a little better, pumping up our security a little more. Were fortunate to not have had an incident yet, but after last night, I'm uncertain how many walkers we have in the area. So let us get ready to start the day, we begin in ten minutes" John finished, pulling Victoria to the side outside the lunchroom while the others remained there for a bit. "Listen. This is my address" he whispered, handing her a little piece of paper with his own home address. Where they were going is where John used to live, his house hopefully still there. "In the attic you'll find a couple of firearms and stacks of water, possibly some survival kits, I'm not sure, I don't remember exactly. But that's where I need you to go. And listen, whatever you do, DO NOT go into the main bedroom. You DO NOT let Buck in there, you don't go in there, nobody goes in there okay? Please" John finished as he hugged Tori. "You be careful. And if he tries anything, you do what you have to" he said seriously, unsure what would happen, but certain Tori would be okay, she always was.
Role call!!! Who is still present?
Floyd - The Hunter, The Hunted - Hank/DeSean/Imogen It wasn't until the dawning sun that the redneck decided to make his way back to the house. Whoever had taken this kind of action was obviously sending some kind of message, warning the group of their existence and influence in this town. To go through the trouble of vandalizing the vehicles at night like they had done, that was no joke. Whoever did this put themselves in danger to prove that they didn't fear it, or that they didn't have to, who knew? Either way, this would have to be brought up, but only to the right people. Putting everyone on high alert when they just found tranquility wouldn't be smart. It was also a matter of hiding the truth from the group when they were trying to reunite - it was a risky move, but Floyd wasn't the one making the calls, it'd be the others. Floyd returned back to find Imogen still guarding the house - the girl had guts that's for sure. Floyd signaled her that everything was okay and moved in closer to her. "They're gone" he stated, disappointed that he was unable to find them. "Found tire tracks on the rode, they left in a hurry" he added, but not saying anything more than that. It was obvious the tires had been slashed and that was gonna prove difficult to hide, but they'd have to find a way Floyd thought, but again, it wasn't his call - the leadership of the group obviously belonged to Hank for now, maybe DeSean. After entering the house and finding Hank just waking up, Floyd signaled him to the kitchen. Hank yawned as he slowly forced himself to stand, wiping his face with his rough hand as he smacked DeSean on the knee with the other. DeSean jumped and woke Jennifer up in the progress because his arms were wrapped around his woman. He gave her a kiss and followed Hank to the kitchen. "What's going on?" Hank asked, leaning over the center counter top as he listened. DeSean leaned on the door frame and crossed his arms. "We got some tailgaters" Floyd responded with his gruff voice. "They slashed our tires in the night, fled right after. I think they're tryin' to tell us sumthin" he added. Hank suddenly got irritated by the bad news. They hadn't even been a full day in the town and were already experiencing problems. Problems that didn't even pertain to the walking dead. They were about to battle against human narcissists. Hank turned to DeSean who raised a brow and nodded right and left. "Anybody else know?" he asked, looking into the main room making sure everyone else was asleep. "Imogen" Floyd answered. "Then let's keep it that way for now" Hank jumped in, standing up firmly. "If this gets around, were going to have more problems. Right now, I'm trying to bring us together, this will not get in the way" he whispered. "What about the tires? How ya gonna explain that?" Floyd whispered back in question. "I'll handle that, but for now, this stays between us, understood?" Hank ordered, the others nodding as DeSean went outside and told Imogen about the arrangement. Hank hated lying, but he didn't want to sprite and wariness, they got enough of that already. "We need to find who did this Floyd. We have to make sure it doesn't happen again. These people......they've become a threat to us now. So if you see them out there, you don't hesitate. You kill them" Hank said, that fearful presence returning to him yet again. He had that same look he had when Heather was attacked and Floyd could tell, but said nothing about it. It surely still bothered the man that he was hopeless to protect the woman he clearly cared about. "They went North, that's all I could tell" Floyd stated honestly. The tracks led to the center of the city, but nothing else. It didn't matter how much he wanted to find, there was nothing. "Okay. Stay on high alert. We'll have a look after breakfast" Hank said as Floyd left the kitchen. "We're going to be alright, we'll get through this" Hank said to himself, eyes closed and hands on the counter top. "We have to"
John Teller and Robert Oswald - MEC - Farren/Buck/Dean/Tori After his conversation with Tori - which actually brightened up his day already - her and John headed down the hall and bumped into the others. The whole 'group' was together near the center stairs, nodding good mornings and seeming rather quiet. John didn't speak yet, he smiled at Farren's little fellow who he hadn't the pleasure of meeting yet. He then gave the mother a pleasant smile too, showing his admiration for Dean's cuteness. It had been a long long time since John had laid eyes upon a child. It gave him hope that children still had some kind of hope in a world such as this - filled with terror and arrogance. Robert seemed to be feeling better this morning too. It looked as though he enjoyed the company of these newcomers, worshiping every day of his life, despite losing the woman he dearly loved. He walked upright and confidently, as though he was reborn from the night before - like a phoenix. John enjoyed seeing Robert like this, not drowned in agony. He'd only seen him break down one time before when his wife had gotten a mere fever. The old man feared she would soon turn into one of those creatures, but God was on his side, for he prayed every minute of that day. Ironic because he always said his wife was the religious one. But anyway, the group seemed to be somewhat more united than the night before. The situation was no longer the same - they were no longer in imminent danger. The silence was disrupted by the words of the giant. John didn't like his voice, nor the concept of his words. The man understood the giant wanted to do right by both of them, but actions spoke louder than words. So John made a decision that could definitely hurt him, but had the utmost belief that not all of God's remaining creatures were bad. Therefore he stepped forward and stood beside Tori as his eyes locked onto Buck's. "You and Tori are going to make a supply run today" he started, looking at Tori as to say 'yeah, I changed my mind'. Despite his worries, he did need some clarity, and had the utmost trust in Tori to get this done. The girl was very tough, not as sweet as she appeared. She could also handle herself in nearly any situation. What she said earlier was right, John did indeed teach her a lot and she learned quickly. Nonetheless, this decision to let Buck go with her was risky. The guy was twice her size, had twice the muscle, and could most likely overpower her in any situation. So he was gonna make sure he was handicapped for the ride. "You'll be taking the ambulance" John continued, unstrapping the key to the ambulance from his belt and giving it to Tori. "It's safer than the Honda. Has a little more 'steel' to it if you know what I'm saying" he said, turning to Tori again. "I need you two to head to my house. It's just a couple miles east of here, I'll show y'all on the map after we get settled in for the morning. Oh! That reminds me. Did y'all eat this morning? If any of you want anything else please let one of us know beforehand. I'd like to go through some rules if y'all don't mind, but please, follow me" John stated, walking down the hallways towards a small lunchroom the had down the corridor. "This is the lunchroom obviously. We've taken the liberty to have 'family dinners' most nights. We eat together, that's a rule now" John smiled, liking the thought of eating with friends - despite their initial unfriendliness. "For your boy there Ms. Farren, there's a little daycare just near the back of the next hallway, room 128. It has all kinds of toys and stuff" he smiled at her, trying to show his niceness despite being kind of strict. He was just laying down the foundation of their daily exercises - it was necessary to survive. "Anyway. I wont bother you with night watch rotations or morning shift watches because Tori and I will take care of them for now until you two have gotten acquainted with everything. Lunch starts at 2 p.m. I know it sounds late, but because were running short on food right now, we have to skip the snacks, I'm sorry. We have more bodies to feed now, so we have to cut some things down a little. Water fountains are still running perfect, so if you're thirsty, grab a cup or bottle of water and dig in. Place runs on its own water system, we were blessed. John decided to move onto the table and sit, asking everyone to join him because he was going to be talking for a while longer. Robert pulled a chair back to allow Farren to sit, being a gentlemen as he put on a very sweet smile for her and the boy. "Now let us talk about yesterday's events. We took you in and I said that I needed to ask a few questions. If I'm not mistaken, you told me you'd answer them today. I'm sorry that I'm coming off a little strong, but I need these questions answered. You three are strangers to us, so we need to know a little more about you. I'd like to start off by knowing if ya'll are from around here and what you did before all this went down, occupation wise. I need to know any medical history that's relevant to your well being. And I need to know if you've heard any news lately about anything relevant to what's going on out there? My radio died about three months ago. Last thing I heard is a radio frequency from Missouri. They said they had a large community shelter in place created by the U.S. Armed Forces. But after a while, we heard nothing more. That's all I need from you now" John exclaimed, being as calm and collective as he could. He didn't want to come off as intimidating or as though he was interrogating them, he wasn't a cop.
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**Robert Oswald - MEC - Farren/Buck/Dean** The 'old timer' put on a smile for the guest as they introduced themselves. He was happy to see newcomers in the facility they called home. It was a large place with many rooms and empty spaces - so guests were always allowed. Of course, they never had the pleasure of anybody coming around, so couldn't show hospitality to others. "It's a pleasure meeting you young man" the old man said, his eyes closed as he grinned at little Dean. Robert then tried to pull himself together before answering Buck's question. The death of his beloved still bothered him, but he was trying to hide his deep sorrow. He tightened his robe and told the group to follow him as he started down the stairs. "I don't remember when all this madness began, I was in a coma of some sort..." he started, holding onto the rail as he made his way down - he was taking them to John and Victoria who were probably doing their morning perimeter checks. "..My darling wife brought me here. Even though I was in a coma, I could hear her freaking out the entire ride, haha" Robert laughed, his eyes watering a little as he reached the final step down to the first floor. "But when I woke up, everyone was gone except for her. She didn't tell me what had happened, just sat next to me holding my hand and trying to make sure I was okay. Not too long after we met John, the hospital's security guard to looked after me and my wife for the next couple months. Met young Tori a couple hours after that. Apparently her family was unable to make it to the hospital, but we lost communication rather quickly as it all went down. We know about the monsters out there, what they do. We saw it on the television before all the power was cut out. We converted the generators to the air conditioning and coolers rather than the lights. John says light attracts the monsters. My wife passed away just yesterday, but it feels like it's been weeks" the old man said, looking side to side, but not seeing John nor Victoria. "Anyway, enough about us, our story is rather boring I know. How about the three of you? How long have y'all been out there?" he asked, happy to at least have someone to converse with. He was tired of being felt sorry for, but understood why the others did. They cared, it's the type of people they were. "Are y'all from around these parts?"
**John Teller - MEC - Victoria** Once hearing a voice next to him, John pulled his hands off his face and onto his lap. He titled his head to the side to see the speaker - Victoria. Though in fact, he didn't need to see who it was, he already knew from the voice. It was like a sweet melody her natural speaking voice, made John smile every time he heard from her. He'd always wanted her to sing because he believed she had it in her, but she would never do it. But anyhow, with a faint smile on his face, John said good morning right back at her. She then came down and sat next to him. Then she started her request, which didn't sound acceptable to John. The thought of her going out there again at her emotional state was dangerous. And with emotional distress, there had to be some physical toll as well. But John didn't say anything and let her continue. She went on saying she'd already gone out the other night and how she feared heading out too far to get something worth bringing back. But what made John's eyes squint was her decision to take Buck with her. The giant was obviously not trust worthy, he'd done nothing to prove himself, so John didn't think it a good idea at all. "I don't want you near that guy Tori. He's nothing but bad news" John started, no longer tilting his head, but facing her. He had this look in his eyes of determination - wanting her to understand his decision. Thing was, he didn't want to restrain her from doing what she wanted. In this world it was the little things that were to be appreciated. "Look.." he started, taking one of her hands. "...I'm not here to tell you what to do. I know you see me as this leader Tori, but I'm just a guy trying to do right. I.....I don't think it's a good idea to be out there with this stranger. I think he's dangerous and hard headed. He doesn't listen nor tries to. I know were running short on supplies and now that they're here, we'll have to cut our portions, but........" he paused, looking into her eyes that had the same determination as his. He knew she wanted to help as much as she could, but he was still unsure if she was ready. "I took the bodies to the morgue. I put her in the seventeenth casket" he said, changing the subject a little to see her reaction to it all. He understood that it was wrong to bring up Mrs. Oswald's death, but he needed to make sure she was okay. "Here" he said, handing her a key to the morgue - something he'd always kept from her. He didn't want her in there because of the smell and the sight of all the death. John had already filled sixteen of the lockers with walkers, the seventeenth with a friend. "You can visit her if you want." "Now I want to make sure to get these glass doors covered with something, I don't want walkers to be able to see us anymore. Not sure why I didn't think of that before, but it is what it is now. I'm going to ask Buck to help and see what he's like before I make a decision. But even after I do, it's up to you to listen to me or not. I trust you to make the right decision Tori with all my heart. But I don't want you in danger, you have to understand" he smiled before standing up and helping her up too. "Okay, now let's go greet our guest with a Methodist Hospital morning!" he joked. ------------------------- **Robert Oswald - MEC - Farren and Buck** All the knocking from the next two rooms woke Mr. Oswald up. His old body was all curled up under the sheets and rather cold. He had a very bad headache as his eyes opened slightly, seeing the light come through the drapes. "Morning already" he whispered to himself, feeling the emptiness of the bed. He turned to see the bed's dent where his wife used to sleep. He missed her so very much, basically getting to cry at the thought of her. She was all he had in the world. His two children had moved out of state after high school and joining good colleges to make careers out of their education, so they were alone. Robert remembered how much he hated going to church with his wife, but loving the memory. As much as he didn't believe himself a religious man, his wife had made him one. By this time the old man was out of bed and had put his large robe over his tank top and pajama pants. He reached down for his slippers, put them on and started making his way to the front door, a little crouched because his back was not what it used to be. After opening the door, he peaked outward to see strangers. "Excuse me?" he asked silently from his old and rugged voice. "If they haven't answered, then they're probably not there young lady" he said with a smile, followed by a forced cough. Apparently he'd become a little sick overnight. Robert came out of his dorm and walked towards them, not even bothering to note them hostile. "I'm Robert Oswald, it's very nice to meet you" he introduced, sticking out his hand to shake Farren's, then Buck's. "I am going to safely assume John let you guys in?" he asked. He could see his wife in Farren, it was heart warming. She looked like a very young version of her.
**Floyd - The Hunter, The Hunted** The house's door creaked slightly as Floyd opened it. He looked back at the sleeping bodies who remained silent and unmoved. Closing it had the same effect, a short and sharp rasp coming from the hinges. Floyd made sure the door was closed sturdy then pulled his knife out, the tip pointing downward towards the ground. The sky seemed clear of clouds, but the large moon refrained from disappearing yet. It provided Floyd with a guiding light, illuminating the path before him. Floyd turned towards the vehicles, noticing the tires completely flat. He grunted at the sight, but now had to figure out in which direction the culprits went. He turned towards the street, not noticing anything suspicious or off the rail. He moved to the opposite sidewalk, looking at the grass for a possible trail. He crouched down and searched through the area. His eyes caught a glimpse of flat grass in the shape of a footstep. It was obvious they had gone somewhat in the direction the footsteps went. Floyd started to follow them and as he crossed the other street, he could still see the trail. Then they disappeared when he got to another house's driveway. His eyes widened a little trying to remember if there had been a car there when the group first arrived, and now that he thought of it, he believed there was. There was definitely a car there, meaning that whoever had done this had been keeping an eye on them since their arrival. But the track hadn't vanished completely as burned tire marks tainted the streets. They went north, meaning towards the center of the little town, possibly before they hit central or whatever was up there. Floyd was also certain that whoever had done this didn't want company around their place. And now it was obvious they were closing into wherever it was they stayed. This was going to get messy for sure because they had to continue north, but without vehicles and with future battle, luck didn't seem to be on their side. This was just the beginning, a message.
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