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is this thing on
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Back home. I need a breather, lol.
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@Blu sorry i forgot

i don't think i will be joining this RP

Alice Olson




Location:Outside the Lumbermill






Officer Olson's body instinctivley twitched backwards as she backs away from the swing. With that, she quickly plants her feet in the ground and re-aimed the pistol into the man's center of mass. The maniac made his total lack of intention to surrender very clear, and he had threatened an officers life. Really, she should have shot him as soon as she could but she was in a position to offer surrender. Now, it was too late for him. She quickly fired off a burst of five, methodical pistol shots.

The terrific crack of gunpowder igniting the projectiles within the barrel of Alicia's gun temporarily dulled her hearing, her elbows and arms managing the recoil of the shots. Her heart beating a million miles a minute, eyes wide, eyebrows arched, teeth grinding, nostrils flared, her training was still in charge as she discharged the quintuple bullets.

One, two, three, four, five, pause.





Jennifer Wolgast




Location:Outside 9th August Street






The civilian Jennifer had both her hands over her mouth as the scene infront of her unfolded. Her eyes were wide as saucers and her brows were furrowed in concern.

"Oh, my goodness! Are you okay!? Is he okay!? What happened? Did he try to hurt you? The power went out! You crashed into the power line! I don't have a working phone. Do you have a phone? Should we call the police? An ambulance? Oh, dear!" With that, she ran over to get closer to the surviving woman, blubbering the whole way.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm calm! We're calm. You're okay, now. Someone's bound to call the police. Okay? Okay." Jenny took a few deep breaths. She leaned cautiosly and caringly toward the woman, almost unconsciously checking her face for wounds.
I'd like to take a moment to appreciate the spooky gifs we get everytime there is a world update
this looks fun!

are people gonna die?
@Pundii no reply???

that's spooky.

Jennifer Wolgast




Location: 9th August Street, in the driveway






Suddenly, there was a terrible crashing sound, the TV snapped off and the ambient lighting of the house went dark. Jennifer yelped, dropping her book, her bookmark falling out of it's place.

"What in the world was that!?" Jennifer shouted to the room. The noise sounded like it came from out front. A car accident had happened in the street! A car was totalled, and a young man and woman were...fighting each other? They looked like they needed help. She'd seen shock and concussions before, and though this behavior was unprecedented this might be the result of some kind of brain injury.

Her innate sense of urgency in emergency situations kicked in. The power was out, so her phone wouldn't work, and going in there to try and pull them apart would only get herself hurt. Barefoot, in sweat pants and a t-shirt that was a few sizes too big so that the bottom of it bounced up and down when she ran, she unlocked the front door and rushed outside. The soles of her feet impacted on the ground as she ran across the cement driveway, keeping a wide berth of the horrible fight scene. It was the weekend- somebody had to be home.

"Help! Help!" She shouted into the air. She knocked on the neighbor to her left's door, still yelling for assitance. Then, she ran over to the neighbor on her right's house calling for someone to come outside of their home! These two people were killing each other in their injured stupor!



MEANWHILE




Alice Olson




Location: Lumber Mill






Officer Alice Olson sharply inhaled as the felt the lethal axe-head's presence whip by her head. Immediately, she felt herself buzz with adrenaline. She backpedaled away from the maniac with the weapon, unholstering her steel companion that shined in the sun. Her finger was off the trigger, perhaps he would surrender after failing his surprise attack. While he was still yanking out the axe, she dashed out of melee range and pointed the pistol at the killer. Elbows lose, right eye lined up with the ironside, legs spread comfortable apart.

"Put the fucking axe down or I will shoot!" She shouted at the top her lungs, voice cracking with the strain but no less full of lethality. Jaw tight, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide, she kept the barrel of the gun trained on the man's center of mass. If he took even a few steps towards her, she'd have no choice but to shoot to kill.
@Pundii wow all the spooky stuff is happening to my characters lol.
I also have a few questions:

is Olson's back up on the way?

and

She could have totally died instantly, right? The post you linked too mentioned rolling a dice and a 1 means the character dies or something like that. I would have been cool with that, considering being totally blindsided by a maniac with an axe is a pretty lethal situation. I'd probably make another law enforcement character, though.


Jennifer Wolgast




Location:9th August Street, relaxing






Jennifer sat at her dinner table, her form filling one of the eight seats surrounding the oval, wooden, shiny table. The only sound filling the house was the gentle clinking of metal silverware against a ceramic plate and bowl, a slice of turkey, beans, and corn, all in healthy proportions were slowly being consumed by the solitary woman. She had made too much again, she'd have plenty of leftovers.

She paused, glancing around at the empty seats, feeling a little sad. She used to have friends over all the time. Somehow that all slipped away. It wasn't abrupt. It just...happened. Over time. Jennifer didn't feel depressed or saddened, or hopeless, or even that lonely. There were still many years left in her life, all it would take was a couple of phonecalls and everything would be back to the way it used to be. Well, almost. Still, it's not like her friends were all out of reach! They'd meet together again. Someday. Just not today.

After cleaning her plate and washing the ditches, she set herself down on the couch, flicked on the TV, and took off her socks, enjoying being comfortable in her loungewear. Just a black t-shirt and grey sweat pants. The TV was some soap opera, it was just background noise for the reading of the book on her table. Her wooden bookmark with her name engraved in it had a thick string on the end that marked her page. She quickly became absorbed in her little world.
@Pundii ok
@Nallorenp.

also i looked up Dispatch codes because they sound cool. 11-41 is 'ambulance needed' and 187 is 'homicide'. then she just asked for a few more officers because lol that's a lot of human blood.
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