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[pocalypz]

𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗟𝗬𝗡   𝗖𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘   +   she  /  her , cis woman   .   ⸻   i   saw   𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒂   𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒚   coming   through   the   trees   .   the   𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 - 𝚜𝚒𝚡   ( 𝟸𝟼 )   𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛   𝚘𝚕𝚍   was   fleeing   from   𝙋𝙊𝙍𝙏𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿   ,   𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙀   when   they   came   across   n̲o̲v̲a̲c̲   ,   and   have  sought   salvation   within   the   motel   of   purgatory   .   tayla   has   been   in   town   for   𝐭𝐰𝐨   𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬   and   has   been   assigned   as   𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙴𝙻    𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙵𝙵   to   keep   society   running   smoothly   .  no   matter   what   ,   they   will   find   something   to   fight   for   .

STATS .

full   name      tayla   quinney   . nickname(s)      tay   ,   quinn   ,   q   . age      twenty - six   ( 26 ) gender   identity      cis   woman   ,   she   /   her   . orientation      bisexual   biromantic   . place   of   birth      portland   ,   maine   . date   of   birth      09   /   10   . current   occupation      motel    staff     (   graveyard   shift   )  . faceclaim      madelyn   cline   .

BACKGROUND .

from   a   young   age   ,   tayla   was   always   known   as   somewhat   of   a   golden   child   .   she   was   an   only   child   ,   the   daughter   of   two   amazing   parents   who   gave   her   the   world   ever   since   she   entered   it   for   herself   .   they   gave   her   a   house   to   live   in   ,   food   on   the   table   every   night   ,   and   all   a   girl   could   ever   dream   of   as   a   kid   .   money   was   never   an   issue   ,   nor   was   fighting   .   everything   was   perfect   …   until   it   wasn’t   .   

her   parents   divorced   when   tayla   was   thirteen   .   her   mother   had   been   cheating   on   her   father   for   years   up   until   that   point   and   it’d   hit   a   place   of   no   return   .   her   mother   ultimately   chose   to   go   live   life   with   her   other   partner   ,   leaving   tayla   with   her   father   and   a   broken   heart   .   they   picked   up   the   pieces   together   ,   though   ,   and   tayla   pulled   her   weight   around   the   house   to   help   with   whatever   her   dad   needed   her   to   .   it   was   rough   ,   but   it   wasn’t   impossible   to   deal   with   .   

when   she   started   high   school   ,   things   started   to   look   up   again   .   her   freshman   and   sophomore   years   were   relatively   normal   .   she   dated   a   football   player   ,   found   out   she   liked   girls   as   well   after   sleeping   with   a   cheerleader   ,   and   climbed   her   way   through   the   ranks   of   her   classmates   through   popularity   alone   .   she   was   treated   as   a   goddess   among   teens   ,   held   up   on   a   pedestal   because   she   was   social   and   sweet   .   her   grades   were   average   ,   but   her   teachers   loved   her   .   her   sweet   sixteen   was   the   peak   of   her   girlhood   .   she   invited   the   whole   class   to   a   party   down   on   the   rocky   coast   of   maine   .   there   were   boats   ,   laughs   ,   music   ,   and   memories   she’d   never   dare   to   forget   .   she   thought   that   life   couldn’t   get   better   than   that   ,   and   maybe   she   was   right   because   it’d   be   the   last   remnants   of   normalcy   she’d   hold   onto   .   

later   that   month   ,   all   hell   broke   loose   .   she   was   fast   asleep   in   her   room   when   her   dad   came   bursting   through   the   door   .   his   hands   were   covered   in   blood   and   a   shotgun   was   hanging   from   his   shoulder   .   he   shook   tayla   until   she   woke   up   ,   told   her   to   grab   a   few   important   things   ,   and   nearly   dragged   her   outside   to   the   jeep   in   the   driveway   .   tayla   couldn’t   process   the   next   few   moments   ,   to   be   quite   honest   ,   and   she   can’t   recall   vivid   details   or   a   specific   timeline   of   events   .   what   she   does   remember   ,   though   ,   is   gripping   the   door   so   tight   that   her   knuckles   turned   white   ,   crying   more   than   she   did   the   night   her   mother   chose   another   family   ,   and   the   screams   that   echoed   through   her   hometown   as   they   drove   through   it   .   she   knows   they   left   home   and   ,   somehow   ,   made   it   all   the   way   to   a   lake   house   in   nebraska   that   was   left   to   them   years   prior   in   her   grandmother’s   will   .   they   camped   out   there   for   a   while   ,   stayed   away   from   the   rest   of   society   ,   and   tried   to   keep   their   sanity   as   long   as   humanly   possible   .   

they   survived   for   about   a   year   on   their   own   there   .   they   fished   in   the   lake   ,   kept   the   radio   turned   up   ,   and   generated   their   own   electricity   .   but   this   safe   haven   could   only   last   so   long   before   the   infected   started   showing   up   at   their   doorstep   .   quite   literally   .   her   mother   ,   of   all   people   ,   showed   up   in   a   panic   one   night   and   begged   them   to   let   her   in   .   tayla   and   her   father   were   hesitant   ,   but   ultimately   allowed   her   to   stay   for   just   one   night   .   they   didn’t   know   she’d   just   been   bit   .   by   morning   ,   her   mother   had   attacked   her   father   and   it   forced   tayla   to   flee   yet   again   .   the   only   place   she   knew   how   to   get   back   to   ,   though   ,   was   so   far   up   north   .   so   she   left   again   ,   at   seventeen   ,   and   took   the   jeep   all   the   way   back   up   to   maine   to   return   home   .   the   city   had   been   deserted   ,   stores   broken   into   and   houses   now   vacant   as   she   drove   through   .   people   had   knocked   on   doors   ,   forced   others   out   of   their   homes   ,   and   ransacked   the   entire   city   .   there   was   a   quarantine   zone   that   had   been   (   lazily   )   set   up   ,   but   nobody   seemed   to   be   there   .   tayla   found   her   old   home   ,   a   place   frozen   in   time   after   others   had   stripped   it   clean   of   all   resources   ,   and   she   remained   there   for   as   long   as   she   could   ,   which   was   really   only   a   week   or   so   .

she   moved   between   homes   for   months   after   that   ,   until   she   turned   eighteen   and   figured   it   was   time   to   hit   the   road   .   the   opportunity   to   do   so   came   when   a   boy   her   age   and   his   father   passed   through   the   city   .   tayla   played   them   like   a   violin   ,   pulling   the   innocent   card   and   pitching   a   sob   story   about   how   she   had   no   family   left   .   there   was   truth   to   her   words   ,   but   her   dramatics   came   in   excess   .   they   bought   the   story   ,   though   ,   and   allowed   her   to   travel   with   them   for   a   bit   .   it   lasted   about   a   month   before   she   gained   enough   trust   ,   stole   a   few   cartons   of   gas   ,   pocketed   some   knives   and   other   weapons   ,   and   went   on   her   way   .   she   ditched   them   in   the   middle   of   the   night   and   went   back   home   ,   to   her   jeep   ,   and   left   once   more   .

for   six   years   ,   tayla’s   done   that   exact   same   thing   to   multiple   different   groups   .   some   were   people   on   their   own   ,   some   were   bigger   groups   that   didn’t   see   the   harm   she   could   do   .   she   never   stayed   in   one   place   for   more   than   a   few   months   ,   never   used   her   real   name   .   every   person   knew   a   different   alias   ,   every   city   knew   a   different   story   she   told   ,   and   tayla   was   fine   with   that   being   her   only   way   of   survival   in   such   a   world   .

but   two   years   ago   ,   she   stumbled   across   novac   .   she   intended   on   staying   for   just   a   few   months   ,   just   to   get   her   feet   back   on   the   ground   after   running   low   on   resources   ,   but   then   she   found   a   job   and   actually   settled   in   .   she   doesn’t   like   staying   in   one   place   ,   but   it’s   been   safe   and   that’s   all   tayla   really   needs   at   the   moment   .   her   bags   are   never   unpacked   in   her   room   ,   though   ,   and   she’s   always   got   running   on   her   mind .

[drevdfuel]

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 . 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 . 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 . 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 . 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 .

i saw  GIANNA AGUILAR  coming through the trees. the  25  year old was fleeing from  VANCOUVER , BRITISH COLUMBIA  when they came across novac , and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory.  GIGI  has been in town for  ONE YEAR  and has been assigned as a  FARMER  to keep society running smoothy. no matter what , they will find something to fight for.

———— ◽️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

full name.    gianna guilla luisa isabel aguilar

nickname.    gigi

birthdate.    october 8 , 1998

identity.    genderfluid , she / they

sexuality.    queer , demiromantic

family.    ruben aguilar  † ( father ) ,  pavati aguilar nee moreno  † ( mother ) ,  matteo aguilar  † ( eldest brother ) ,  javier aguilar  † ( older brother ) ,  daniel ' dani ' aguilar  † ( younger brother )

———— ◽️ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐏

𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛

tba hehe. 

𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 (𝚝𝚕;𝚍𝚛'𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 )

LABELED a tomboy since she could remember , gianna spent all of her free time outside , collecting grass stains rather than dolls. finding an equal balance between rugby and soccer , while also maintaining good grades and a healthy social life was her biggest concern. such trivial issues in comparison to what was to come.

THEIR dad passed away when gianna was just shy of her 13th birthday , the first tragedy experienced. after suffering a heart attack, he fell into a coma that he unfortunately would not recover from. losing the patriarch of the house was difficult , and matteo felt obligated to fill the role , which put a strain on gianna's relationship with their eldest brother.

GIANNA was 15 when all hell broke loose in the surrounding neighborhood. chilling screams filled the dead of night , people were running through the streets , homes and vehicles up in flames. that night felt like a fever dream , she can barely remember how their family managed to escape , but she'll never forget the carnage left behind.

HER youngest brother was the first family member lost , their mom soon following. a complete stranger lunged at them , teeth seeking flesh and dani's arm getting caught in the crossfire. when he eventually succumbed to the virus , their mom was too heartbroken and hysterical to let him go , thus resulting in her own demise.

SEEKING out refuge , the remaining aguilar siblings travelled south , attracted to the promise of shelter and protection from the military in the cities like many others. for several years , it was comforting to find unity with other survivors and lead as normal a life as they were permitted. but all that glitters is not gold.

TO this day , gianna isn't sure if it was an act of rebellion against their eldest brother's constant hovering or if javier had just finally cracked under the pressure of the harsh , new reality. but he did something risky and stupid , repeatedly , until he got caught and was turned into an example , costing his life in exchange. matteo and gianna made their escape the following night , putting as much distance as they could between themselves and any military-controlled faction.

SO she got stuck with the bro she couldn't see eye to eye with , classic. they argued lots , and blamed anything they could on each other ( gigi might've pulled a real low blow at some point by blaming javier's death on matteo oop ). they were so busy being angry with each other that they got cornered by a few clickers. ultimately, matteo got torn to shreddies just before somebody / somebodies from novac swooped in to save gianna , bringing her back to town.

fast forward a whole year , gigi has established pretty decent rapport within their little community. definitely earns their keep by helping wherever they can , the main role obviously being work as a farmer. was pretty closed off and guarded on arrival , but she's opened up a lot and is lowkey a huge softie for her people.

———— ◽️ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒

tba.

[seraphinalcpz]

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 . 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 . 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 . 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 . 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 .

meet ╲ SERAPHINA LOPEZ

BECKY G & SHE/HER/CIS FEMALE ⸻ i saw SERAPHINA LOPEZ coming through the trees. the TWENTY SIX year old was fleeing from MIAMI, FLORIDA when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. SERAPHINA has been in town for FOUR YEARS and has been assigned as an/a STABLEHAND to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for.

— BASICS

NAME:  Seraphina Lopez

AGE / D.O.B.:   26  /   tbd

GENDER, PRONOUNS & SEXUALITY:  cisfemale.  she/her bisexual

HOMETOWN: Miami, Florida

JOB POSITION:  stablehand 

EDUCATION:  currently attempting to get an associate’s degree in computer science 

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:   single.

CHILDREN:  NONE.

POSITIVE TRAITS:    alert ,   bold  ,  driven  ,  compassionate  ,  confident

NEGATIVE TRAITS:   discreet  ,   unforthcoming  ,   blunt  ,    irritable  ,  resentful

❝ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞— 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. ❞

✦ — BASICS

FULL NAME: Seraphina Carmen Lopez

NICKNAME: Seraphina or Sapphire

BIRTHDAY: tbd

GENDER: female

HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5′5″ and 115 lbs

ORIENTATION: bisexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

OCCUPATION: stablehand

❝ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞—𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞. ❞

𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬  ,  𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬  &  𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 : yes  /  yes  /  yes .

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 :   the  thrill  of  late   night  adventures  ,  the  smell  of  leather   ,  drive   in  movies  ,  high fashion trends,  beauty products , and red velvet lipstick.

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 :  liars , waiting in long lines , losing

𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬 : collecting old vinyls, writing , listening to music , and taking long walks to clear her mind

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 : n/a

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞  𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 : ambitious , careful , adventurous , honest , direct , open-minded , decisive , independent , spontaneous , passionate, loyal

𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞  𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 : impulsive , indecisive , ruthless , reckless

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐲 :    mabel mora (only murders in the building), cher (clueless) , elle woods (legally blonde) , caroline forbes (the vampire diaries) , ginny (ginny & georgia) and jackie burkhart (that 70s show)

✦ BACKGROUND

♔ ——  Society says that girls can’t be pretty, smart, and funny all at once. Seraphina completely missed that memo. and not exactly in a girl power kind of way, more of an i’m better than everybody else kind of way. So Seraphina had an ego. So what? it’s true: she is pretty. she is smart. she is funny. her confidence in her god-given gifts grated some people, of course. but she was a magnetic force, whether you liked her or not.

♔ —— Seraphina is a tough girl who knows what she wants and how to get it.

♔ ——  Seraphina had a normal childhood. she was raised by his parents in Miami, Florida.

♔ ——  Seraphina can be described as “a girl that always gets her way, referring to how she tends get what she wants easier than other people might. Jasmine does have a dark side like everyone does. Seraphina is a bit of wild child and a rebel.

♔ —— She can be an emotional rollercoaster when it comes to her state of mind depending on the situation.

♔ —— Seraphina can be a bit fragile when it comes opening up to anyone emotionally or otherwise.

♔ —— Seraphina is a hopeless romantic but when it comes to someone she finds attractive she gets tongue-tied and stutters in front of them.

♔ —— Seraphina is very much a mess of contradictions. she loves the feeling of being wanted, but at the same time worries that people are looking at her for the wrong reasons. She loves the person she’s becoming, but deep down, she can’t quite overcome the self-hatred that has been ingrained in her.  She’s caught between who she really is and who she wants to be, and sometimes she gets a little lost in the midst of it. On the outside, however, Seraphina's is outspoken and opinionated. She won’t hesitate to tell you how she’s feeling, positive or negative. She’s fiercely protective of her friends, and extremely loyal. She’s passionate, fiery, and headstrong. those who really know her, however, might catch glimpses of her more vulnerable side. She treats those she holds dear like absolute gold and would go to the ends of the earth for them. On the flip side of that, though, she holds a grudge like no other, and finds  it hard to forgive those who have wronged her.

♔ —— more to be added

✦ WANTED PLOTS

mutual crushes

friends with benefits

frenemies

her ride or die

always open to more

[ofbiishops]

zendaya coleman & she/her/cis woman⸻ i saw bishop ripley coming through the trees. the 26 year old was fleeing from flagstaff, arizona when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. bishop has been in town for a week and has been assigned as a cook to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for. ⸻ hay, she/her, 24, est. **finch's wanted connection.

hi everyone i'm hay <3 please met my trainwreck, bishop.

stats

full name: bishop renee ripley

hometown: flagstff, arizona

age: 26

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: cook

known family: finch ripley (twin sister)

THE BEFORE

you came out screaming, and that was perhaps the loudest you would ever be. all tiny and wiggling arms, not prepared for this brand new world. you missed the comfort of your mother's belly. you seemed to relax once your twin sister, finch was born. as long as she was close, you never found a reason to be so loud again.

the two of you grew up in between neighbors houses, seeing your parents for only a few glimpses. you followed your sister around, even though she was technically younger (maybe by 2 or 3 minutes). finch always had a friendly, welcoming aura to her. your aura was more like...grey. you tried to make friends and tried to be outgoing, but it never reall came easy to you. you quickly fell into her shadow, not that you minded in the least. you've always been shy and preferred to wait and watch in the background. at the very least you made friends in rain and raffe. with the three of them, there was never a need to branch out of your comfort zone again.

you were fiercely protective of your friends...maybe to a fault. you insisted to go everywhere with them. you never had much luck in romance, but you figured your time would come...one day. it wasn't like things could be worse.

THE AFTER

you and your friends decide to stay at a ski lodge, just a few miles from your home. it was supposed fun, relaxing, and filled with too much hot cocoa. but then everything changed. terrifying news began filling in, the sky filled with smoke. you knew deep down before checking that your parents were gone, still, by the time you could search them, they were already runners. you and finch had to kill them in the kitchen. the same kitchen were you once made lemonade with your mom.

you soon fell into a routine. for you, it was easy. you were never extremely social able, anyway. you became a cook and did your duties to help the community at the lodge. you kept a watchful eye on your sister, scared something may happen.

one day, finch, rain, and raffe decided to take the ski lift for a spin, to take a look at the outside world. you were invited, but you had more vegetables to chop, so you waved them on. you should have tagged along, or at least hugged your sister. that would be the last time you saw her-- or any of your friends .

one moment you're prepping dinner, the next, you're fighting for your life. a hoard of the infected invaded the sky lodge, taking out people you've gotten to know and trust. it was a blur, trying to get out of the kitchen and pack as many things as you could. you wanted to wait for finch, but there was no way of knowing how long she would be...or if she was coming back.

you waited for as long as you could, but you knew if you waited too long then you'd most likely get injured or die. with nothing to scrawl a note on or anything, you took a simple necklace from your sister's room and ran out of there.

the ski lodge was nearly in flames by the time you stopped running. it was cold and quickly approaching night time, but you had to keep moving. after who knows how many hours, you stumbled along an abandoned hunting lodge and passed out.

from then on, you kept moving. there was no point going back to the ski lodge. you weren't even sure you knew how to get back. you would have to surive on your own, but every breath felt like you were dying. you lost your twin, and your only friends.

for the next few months, you roamed around the united states, feeling lost. eventually you came into contact with someone-- max. they were surviving on their own, too. they had their own sad, sob story like the rest of us. you came to an uneasy truce after almost killing each other. you were both so scared. but over time, max began to heal your broken heart. you felt yourself start to trust them. you camped together, ate together, and traded stories together. you protected them and they protected you. you would be content if you had to spend the rest of your time with them.

was this the romance you were looking for all those years ago? is there even a place for romance anymore?

this week, you and max came to the city of novac. maybe now is the time to stop roaming. you haven't stopped running since that day at the ski lodge. maybe now it's time to settle down and try to live again.

OPEN TO ANY AND ALL PLOTS !

[ofcruelties]

ayo edebiri & she+they / non binary⸻ i saw astrid akintola coming through the trees. the 26 year old was fleeing from bridgetown, barbados when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. astrid has been in town for four years and has been assigned as a stablehand to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for. ⸻ em, she/they, 26, gmt.

ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀsᴛʀɪᴅ's ʙɪᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs !!

TL;DR : nervous shaky dog in a human form, musician with no survival skills whatsoever, eldest daughter disease, inexplicably afraid of birds.

[ashwin-blythe]

O Z S A F F E T

Full Name: Levi Ozymandias Saffet, call him "Oz" Age: 41 Birthday: August 30, 1982 Gender & Pronouns: Demi-man, He/They/any pronouns Sexuality: Queer Occupation: Motel Staff Face Claim: Rami Malek

Under the Read More is Oz's full bio. Please mind all trigger warnings!

Background:

TW // Drugs, Violence, Murder, Injury

-Born in Massachusetts to a loving family, but always was a little bit of a weirdo. Had too much fun starting arguments, shoving kids, and getting into hair-brained schemes. His parents assumed he was just 'precocious'.

-Incredibly bright and got his Bachelors and Masters in bio-chemistry. Worked in various labs with colleges and universities before moving on to BROOKLABS outside of Boston- a national lab.

-Met someone at the lab and hit it off. After dating for a few years, Oz realized they'd been cheating on him. While he cut the relationship off, the ex was given a large promotion and Oz was pissed.

-Oz found he could steal chemicals and equipment easily without anyone noticing, and began to siphon them off to folks through the dark web. While he never affiliated himself specifically with anyone, he did it all online anyways and things were relatively anonymous.

-While trying to fill the void of thrill-seeking with party drugs and selling lab equipment (and chemicals), Oz was looking for any other jobs he could do to make a quick buck, some of them becoming more dangerous.

-Oz began a very short stint as a gunman-for-hire. While he was good at it, he was given the wrong information for one of the hits and was badly injured while there to take out a target.

-Now has a lumbar spinal injury and uses a wheelchair and forearm crutches to get around. Oz still has feeling in his legs and feet but requires mobility aids. Can also drive a care- thankfully, because he was in Boston working for a different lab when the virus broke out.

-Oz stayed in Boston for a while. Many in his lab thought they could work on some kind of cure or antidote, foolishly. Oz mostly stayed for the enforced walls and special doors with only card access. He was afforded a higher level of safety, but soon people were picked off, buildings broken into, and Oz drove off to find some safety, finding Novac in the past 6 months.

Headcanons:

-Oz is a sarcastic and rude individual who's certainly not the first many think of as a 'friend'. However, when he becomes someone's friend, he is fiercely loyal.

-Currently Oz uses a wheelchair and mobility aids such as forearm crutches to get around.

-He was a huge partier but in his day-to-day life is NOT built for 'fun'. He also probably shouldn't be working in any 'customer service' type of job, but working on the first floor of the motel grants him something to do and despite him being an ornery little fuck, he's at least very organized.

-Oz would rather die than have someone see him display any type of deeper emotions, so if anyone HAS seen him cry or be truly scared, or knew him during his time in the hospital back in Boston, they are probably a very close friend. Either that, or Oz has distanced himself on purpose because he's afraid they think less of him.

[asa--holland]

A S A H O L L A N D

Full Name: Asa Michael Holland Age: 45 Birthday: October 25, 1978 Gender & Pronouns: Cis man, He/Him Sexuality: Gay Time in Novac: 5 Years Occupation: Farmer Face Claim: Andrew Scott

Under the Read More is Asa's full bio! Please be aware of trigger warnings.

Background:

TW // Abuse, Murder, Medical malpractice, Homophobia

Born in Ireland and raised to be a good Christian boy. Unfortunately he was a rebellious gay teen and his father had far too much influence and power.

Asa's father sent him away to a Troubled Teen home to 'straighten him out'. This didn't work, but did help confuse Asa about right & wrong, & if he was 'in his right mind' or not.

His father sent him to a mental institution after this, convincing doctors that his son was not well.

Asa was in and out of different institutions and psychiatric hospitals due to his parents for many years. This consisted of him taking medications he didn't need that messed with his brain, closing him off from society, and leaving him isolated often.

During his stay at the last institution, St. Irene's, Asa was given 'experimental treatment' which was, essentially, medical malpractice.

After getting out and being sent back to his father, he realized his father was planning to send him off to another place, and that he'd be condemned to this for his entire life if he didn't do something. He murdered his father, stole some money, and fled to the States.

There, in NYC, he began creating a case to shut down St. Irene's. Corresponding with various victims and former patients and nurses, Asa created a huge backlog of evidence and was rewarded a HUGE settlement and the place was shut down.

Had only been 'out' of these hospitals for a few years when the virus hit. Asa fled from NYC and found Novac.

Farming and gardening has always been something he's passionate about, and this has made it easier for him to connect with his job at Novac.

Headcanons:

-Asa has a residual head injury from his time at St. Irene's from their misuse of ECT (Electro-Convulsive Therapy). This is a small pinkish burn mark on the side of his temple. While it doesn't normally bother him, he does get chronic headaches from it and occasionally will have more issues (hearing buzzing, feeling dizzy)

-Asa is an incredibly off-putting individual, due to his time away from ‘society’. While he tries to make conversation with others, it is clear he is still figuring out how to make friends and to have relationships.

-Asa illustrates and has a ton of art from his time in the different institutions he's been stuck in.

-While he is an enigma wrapped in another enigma, Asa is a kind person. He often is thoughtful in small ways- having everyones’ favorite foods or colors memorized, giving small hand-drawn cards or little gifts for birthdays and events.

-Asa was never investigated for killing his father and has not told many people about it!

[drevdfuel]

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 . 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 . 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 . 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 . 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 .

i saw  BOONE DELMONT  coming through the trees. the  38  year old was fleeing from  BATON ROUGE , LOUISIANA  when they came across novac , and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory.  BOONE  has been in town for  FIVE YEARS  and has been assigned as a  SCOUT  to keep society running smoothy. no matter what , they will find something to fight for.

———— ◽️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

full name.    booker nelson delmont

nickname.    boone

birthdate.    december 23 , 1985

identity.    cis male , he / him / his

sexuality.    heteroflexible , maybe lowkey questioning

family.    carlisle ' calamity ' delmont  † ( father ) ,  marianne delmont nee baker  † ( mother ) ,  aurelie delmont  † ( older sister ) ,  delayne delmont nee merlotte  † ( ex wife ) ,  baby delmont  † ( unnamed child )

———— ◽️ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐏

𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛

tba hehe.

𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 (𝚝𝚕;𝚍𝚛'𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 )

BORN into a rapture-esque cult , he never really stood a chance at having a normal life.  they kept preaching about an oncoming apocalypse ravaging the planet. it actually happened when boone was around 28 and they were all like HAHA SEE , and then tried to glorify it. but basically all of them either succumbed to the virus or got torn apart in the name of the holy fungi spirits , so ...

SO yeah his dad was kinda crazy ( he fr made people call him calamity ) ; was one of the leaders who believed in co-existing with the virus like only the chosen would evolve into some superior race , and brainwashed his mom and sister into believing the same. they were obvi wrong. boone also believed it for a hot sec , until he saw the outcome with his own eyes. this is something very few people know about bc he'd rather die than openly admit he was dumb.

HE lost his entire family pretty early on , like probably a year after the initial outbreak. all of them voluntarily got infected, except for his wife ( who was a few months pregnant at the time ). she unfortunately was attacked by one of the cult members and suffered a pretty gruesome end, which still weighs heavy on boone from time to time bc he wasn't able to protect her or their baby.

HIS sanity was teetertottering for a while after that, coming to terms with his loss of family and also basically everything he was raised to believe. traveling across the country in search of a safe place with some semblance of normalcy, boone ended up doing some horrific things for a couple years in the name of survival.

THE tides turned when he eventually joined forces with a group of people, setting off to find their own safe haven away from the power hungry military bases. he found purpose in his life again, helping a community of everyday civilians survive ; truly feeling as though he was apart of a community again.

FOR the first time in a long time, boone thinks he's in a good place. diligently fulfilling his role as a scout, he lowkey believes wiping out the virus ( one lost soul at a time ) is his way of repenting for blindly following the misguided belief of a looney tunes ' family ' ; a life he's desperately trying to leave behind.

ANYWAY he's kinda kooky but he means well, and is loyal to a fault.

———— ◽️ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒

tba.

[daisieswilted]

RUDY PANKOW & HE/HIM, CIS MAN ⸻ i saw MATTHIAS DAWSON coming through the trees. the 26 year old was fleeing from AUSTIN, TEXAS when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. MATT has been in town for THREE YEARS and has been assigned as a FARM HAND to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for.

full name: matthias james dawson . nickname(s): matty,   matt, ty. age: twenty - six  ( 26 ) . gender identity: cis man & he  / him. orientation: bisexual  & biromantic   . place  of  birth: austin,  texas. date of  birth: 04 / 14 ( april 14th ) . current occupation: farm hand. faceclaim: rudy pankow  .

BACKGROUND .

having never met his mother after being left on his biological father's doorstep as a newborn, matthias dawson was raised in a trailer park in austin, texas by a neglectful and abusive father, always dreaming of an escape and a way out. he never imagined that it would come in the form of a zombie apocalypse.

by the time matthias was sixteen, he had learned to keep his mouth shut and his head down, scraping by at school, solely because of his desire to move away from texas, away from his father and start a fresh somewhere new after high school, and surrounding himself with friends to pose distractions.

when the news of an outbreak hit matthias was at his at-the-time girlfriend's place, and found himself rushing home in a panic before his brain could catch up with his body. he entered the trailer, coming face to face with his father, a zombified version of one of their neighbours at his neck. he was too late.

matthias felt a strange heartbreaking sense of relief at the death of his father, the man who had ruined his life and caused him so much pain and grief over sixteen years, but before he had any chance to compartmentalise he had to arm himself with the gun his father kept in the drawer and shoot his neighbour in the head. he quickly threw a bunch of supplies, the gun and a hunting knife into his backpack and fled.

in the following seven years, matthias travelled between several groups of survivors, whoever would take him in temporarily until he reached a new destination where he'd slum it alone for a while before repeating the cycle anew. for the most part, he got by without much trouble, often facing herds of zombies while in a large group capable of fighting them off, and having developed the art of being quiet and sneaky enough himself to sneak past without attracting attention ( thanks, dad ).

three years ago, when he came across novac, he decided that it was finally time to settle down somewhere and become part of a community. he never had any family, not really, and has been starved of people to care for him and for him to care for in turn. maybe novac can be the permanent home he always longed for, albeit not under the circumstances that he'd imagined.

[rcvelations]

DAVID CASTANEDA & HE & HIM/CIS MAN ⸻ i saw RAFAEL DE LA VEGA coming through the trees. the THIRTY-TWO year old was fleeing from BURLINGTON, VERMONT when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. RAF has been in town for FIVE YEARS and has been assigned as a MAINTENANCE WORKER to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for. ⸻ OOC MOONIE, SHE/HER, 22, EST, NONE.

STATISTICS

name: rafael luis de la vega nicknames: raf age: thirty-two dob: december 22nd, 1990 hometown: burlington, vermont residence: novac, new mexico occupation: law student (former), maintenance worker height: 6'1" hair color: brown tattoos: psalm 71:6 on his ribs. "i walk in the strength of the lord god" mbti: isfj

HISTORY

the neighborhood says that rafael de la vega is the type of guy you'd want to take home to your parents.

a paramount golden child, feeling the heavy weight of responsibility on his shoulders from a young age from parents who resented their own station motivated much of his own life.

raf excelled in everything he did, it seemed like the world came easy to him. he was handsome, smart, successful, athletic. quarterback of the football team and burlington high's prom king his senior year.

he had the kind of old fashioned sensibilities you only find in fifties movies. opening a car door for a girl and bringing her flowers every time they went out.

but underneath his polished exterior he lived in a constant state of self-deprecation and turmoil. nothing he did ever felt good enough, even absolute perfection didn't offer him relief from his own anxiety.

the only thing he couldn't find it in him to criticize was his little sister who seemed to have all his positive traits and lacked any of his negative ones.

to him, she was the heart and soul of their family and he felt intensely protective of her.

he had big aspirations for himself and for her. he'd accomplish the dream his parents never had and provide a better life for them. he was in law school with dreams of making it big as a criminal lawyer, maybe even a district attorney one day

but when the apocalypse hit it seemed like burlington, vermont was the rest of his life. ever the filial son he stayed dutifully caring for them until they died from natural causes

after that he wasn't sure where they would go but he wanted somewhere better, when they entered the boston qz he felt the weight of that decision lay heavy on him. personally responsible for the trauma they endured living under the military.

novac seemed like a dream, like-minded people who wanted to live peacefully. from that first he was there he promised himself he'd do whatever it took to protect the peace that they'd created there.

PERSONALITY

a meticulous perfectionist with a self-deprecating streak the way raf was raised has a big impact on his personality. he was always expected to be perfect, successful, to take care of everyone which are traits he still carries to this day. he's warm, amicable, but wary of change of and of newcomers. he feels a deep dedication and responsibility to novac as a community. very much dad friend vibes he's always taking care of the people around him to the point where his direction can feel domineering. he doesn't trust other people to do tasks he can do himself and he'd rather bottle up his emotions than share them with anyone. he's a good, upright sort of guy with his own baggage and a loyalty to the people around him that he loves.

[girlsagaiinstgod]

“Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.”

i saw joanna smith coming through the trees. the thirty-two year old was fleeing from manchester, uk when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. joey has been in town for nine months and has been assigned as a groundskeeper to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for.

basic information

full name: joanna halley smith

nicknames: joey (preferred), jo (okay), annie (don't)

birthdate & place: 25 february 1991 — manchester, england, uk (age 32)

gender: cis woman (she/her)

orientations: homosexual, homoromantic

relationship status: single

former occupation: history student at the university of manchester

current occupation: groundskeeper

personality aesthetics: renaissance artwork / a notebook collating all the knowledge she has that may have been lost / crying for people you've never met / reading poetry / picking up things for those you love ' just in case ' / tangled headphone wires, a battery stockpile + a walkman from the 2000s / the ginger spice poster on the wall of her childhood bedroom / hands covered in flour / always feeling like your dreams are beyond you always smiling even when you don't feel like it, even when no one believes you, even when it's more like a grimace / peach flavouring / constant sleep debt / would've, could've, should've / never learning to ride a bicycle / the sound of a kettle boiling / anger buried so deep you have to dig it out / only raising your voice in others' defence / burying your own needs with the body of who you once were / feeling every year as it goes by / feeling your optimism slip like water through your hands

key traits: passionate / esoteric / artistic / self-sacrificing / perfectionistic / introspective / routine-oriented / ambivert / sentimental / philosophical / stubborn

conditions: autism ( undiagnosed )

meyers-briggs type indicator: infj ( the advocate )

astrological big six: pisces sun / cancer moon / virgo rising / pisces mercury / aries venus / gemini mars

theme song: prayer factory by florence + the machine

key lyric: ' i listen to music from 2006 and feel kind of sick '

basic bio

the smith parents were rarely home. such is the life in a working city, trying to support four children. joanna — the eldest of the family — was thus essentially tasked with the upbringing of her younger siblings, beginning a tendency to ignore her own needs and prioritise those of others that became progressively more maladaptive: she's never really made it out of that. she still doesn't know that she's allowed to.

until the age of twenty-one, she'd never truly pursued anything for her own sake. she made do with books borrowed from libraries, mostly concerning the renaissance, a mp3 player, and the great resource of the internet. she did her best by the younger siblings, not always perfect — a matter about which she carries a lot of self-directed anger. in 2012, she finally applied to study history at the university of manchester. she'd wanted to do so for some time, but it'd never worked out between trying to support her siblings and the family business.

she'd recently finished her first year when her youngest brother — who she'd raised, considerably, even by comparison to the middle siblings — was missing, having taken off on a school. file under things in joanna smith's guilt book. she set off for america to try and find jasper, concerned for him beyond words. and then: the outbreak hit, stranding her in america, leaving her to search for him. this had no success for a long time, increasingly separated from people as the situation worsened worldwide and in places unfamiliar with. but she never stopped searching america high and low for not only jasper but perhaps her other siblings if they'd had similar ideas, hoping she'd at least get closure if not reunion.

eight months ago, on christmas day, joanna and her travelling companion chose to stop in new mexico and pause her tireless journey across america. at least for a few days, if not longer. yet novac proved to have precisely what she was looking for: her siblings.

( it'll take her a long time to rationalise the haunting feeling she abandoned them, even unintentionally, and even longer to speak such a sentiment out loud. )

[pocalypz]

𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗔   𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗥𝗔   +   she  /  her   ,   cis   woman   .   ⸻   i   saw   𝒂𝒏𝒂   𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒛𝒂   coming   through   the   trees   .   the   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 - 𝚜𝚒𝚡   ( 𝟹𝟼 )   𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛   𝚘𝚕𝚍   was   fleeing   from   𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂   ,   𝙒𝙀𝙎𝙏   𝙑𝙄𝙍𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙄𝘼   when   they   came   across   n̲o̲v̲a̲c̲   ,   and   have  sought   salvation   within   the   motel   of   purgatory   .   tayla   has   been   in   town   for   𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞   𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬   and   has   been   assigned   as   a   𝙶𝚄𝙰𝚁𝙳   to   keep   society   running   smoothly   .  no   matter   what   ,   they   will   find   something   to   fight   for   .

STATS .

full   name      ana   souza   . nickname(s)      n / a   . age      thirty - six   (   36   ) gender   identity      cis   woman   ,   she   /   her   . orientation      bisexual   biromantic   . place   of   birth      wheeling   ,   west   virginia   . date   of   birth      06   /   07   . current   occupation      guard     (   sniper   specialty   )  . faceclaim      melissa   barrera   .

BACKGROUND .

ana   was   born   and   raised   in   wheeling   ,   west   virginia   .   her   family   was   quite   large   –   two   older   brothers   with   two   younger   sisters   and   a   set   of   parents   that   did   everything   they   could   to   keep   food   on   the   table   .   they   weren’t   rich   ,   by   any   means   ,   but   they   had   enough   to   get   by   on   a   daily   basis   .   they   were   also   a   very   outdoorsy   family   and   loved   to   go   camping   about   three   times   a   year   .   

ana   was   ever   the   reckless   child   ,   often   times   able   to   get   away   with   anything   by   being   the   oldest   daughter   yet   also   the   middle   sibling   at   the   same   time   .   she   never   felt   the   need   to   take   care   of   her   siblings   ,   mostly   because   that   was   her   eldest   brother’s   job   ,   and   she   was   quite   close   with   her   two   sisters   .   they   did   everything   as   a   family   ,   from   vacations   to   outings   ,   and   you   never   saw   any   of   them   on   their   own   .   

she   was   also   never   the   smartest   in   school   ,   but   ana   took   a   liking   to   soccer   quite   early   on   in   her   childhood   .   she   was   athletic   by   nature   and   worked   hard   to   eventually   become   the   captain   of   her   high   school’s   team   as   a   sophomore   .   she   was   an   attacker   with   potential   to   be   scouted   into   some   of   the   most   prestige   schools   outside   of   west   virginia   .   she   never   wanted   to   leave   home   ,   though   ,   and   turned   down   any   scholarships   because   she   thought   she’d   find   a   local   job   one   day   .   she   figured   she’d   be   in   wheeling   forever   ,   never   allowed   herself   the   chance   to   really   leave   because   it   meant   leaving   her   family   .   

upon   reaching   the   end   of   high   school   ,   ana   was   immediately   offered   a   job   as   a   soccer   coach   .   she   took   it   because   it   meant   she   didn’t   have   to   leave   ,   and   they   were   willing   to   provide   a   good   pay   from   the   start   .   she   moved   out   on   her   own   within   a   year   ,   only   two   minutes   away   from   her   childhood   home   ,   and   still   saw   her   family   every   week   .   

eventually   ,   ana   fell   in   love   with   a   man   named   dale   and   they   moved   pretty   quickly   in   their   relationship   .   he   proposed   when   she   was   twenty   -   five   and   they   planned   to   marry   a   year   later   in   december   .   the   year   of   the   outbreak   ,   they   were   on   a   trip   to   dolly   sods   ,   in   the   very   backwoods   of   west   virginia   ,   when   everything   went   downhill   .   she   was   on   a   trip   with   dale   ,   her   siblings   ,   and   a   few   close   friends   .   they   planned   to   camp   out   for   a   week   or   so   before   returning   home   to   prepare   fully   for   the   wedding   .   

what   happened   next   was   truly   something   horrific   .   in   the   middle   of   the   night   ,   one   of   ana’s   siblings   began   attacking   the   others   .   everything   happened   quickly   ,   almost   too   much   so   ,   and   ana   didn’t   have   time   to   process   what   was   happening   until   dale   attacked   her   .   it   was   ana’s   first   real   encounter   with   the   infected   ,   and   she   begged   him   to   leave   her   alone   ,   but   he   wasn’t   the   dale   she   knew   anymore   .   she   ran   off   with   one   of   her   older   brothers   ,   the   last   remaining   sibling   of   hers   from   the   violent   attack   that   night   ,   and   they   hid   in   the   woods   for   ages   .   other   campers   showed   up   ,   presumably   already   infected   and   freaking   out   ,   and   they   weren’t   able   to   leave   for   another   day   or   so   .   upon   finding   their   way   back   to   society   ,   ana   realized   that   this   was   a   full   -   on   outbreak   .   she   realized   that   this   wasn’t   just   some   freak   accident   in   the   woods   ,   and   she   realized   she   needed   to   protect   her   older   brother   because   she   had   no   one   else   left   .   her   friends   and   other   siblings   ?   dead   back   in   the   woods   .   dale   ?   dead   back   in   the   woods   .   there   was   no   undoing   that   .

they   retreated   to   a   cabin   they   owned   in   the   appalachian   mountains   .   it   was   used   exclusively   for   camping   trips   and   served   as   a   “   trail   angel   ”   type   of   home   for   hikers   .   it   housed   an   array   of   weapons   ,   just   in   case   of   emergencies   ,   and   their   cellar   was   full   of   canned   food   .   they   weren’t   doomsday   preppers   by   any   means   ,   but   it   was   just   in   case   .   and   they   thanked   god   for   it   to   have   remained   untouched   by   the   time   they   got   there   .   ana   then   spent   the   next   five   years   there   ,   avoiding   being   drawn   to   quarantine   zones   controlled   by   people   she   didn’t   know   or   trust   .   she   trained   every   day   ,   ran   and   kept   her   athleticism   in   check   because   she’d   be   damned   if   one   of   the   infected   ever   caught   her   off   guard   .   

she   only   left   the   mountains   when   her   brother   went   out   on   a   run   and   never   returned   .   they’d   been   running   low   on   food   and   other   resources   for   a   while   ,   and   her   survivability   wasn’t   great   on   her   own   .   so   she   left   .   she   gave   him   a   month   to   return   and   then   left   on   her   own   .   she   crossed   the   country   ,   trying   to   find   somewhere   to   stay   and   failing   miserably   due   to   her   insane   amount   of   trust   issues   that   had   developed   over   the   years   .   she   became   stone   cold   ,   a   fighter   at   heart   ,   and   was   one   of   the   many   who’d   learned   how   to   successfully   fight   off   the   infected   .   

she   stumbled   upon   novac   when   it   was   first   created   .   it   was   a   small   community   at   that   time   ,   and   still   is   ,   but   she   figured   it   was   a   good   enough   place   to   settle   down   .   she   planned   on   staying   alive   for   a   while   and   she’d   need   the   people   there   if   she   wanted   to   do   so   .   she   offered   her   protection   in   return   .   she   was   one   of   the   most   skilled   long   -   range   shooters   that’d   turned   up   ,   and   she   does   everything   she   can   to   keep   the   people   safe   by   working   as   a   guard  .

[rcvelations]

BAIFERN PIMCHANOK & SHE & HER/CIS WOMAN ⸻ i saw AMPHAI “PHAI” SAENGKAEW coming through the trees. the THIRTY-ONE year old was fleeing from NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. PHAI has been in town for ONE YEAR and has been assigned as a SERVER to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for. ⸻ MOONIE, SHE/HER, 22, EST, N/A.

STATISTICS

name: amphai saengkaew nicknames: phai age: thirty-one dob: october 29th, 1991 hometown: new york city, new york, usa residence: novac, new mexico occupation: cybersecurity specialist (former), server height: 5'4" hair color: brown tattoos: a sunflower doodle on the inside of her left wrist, a dolphin on her right shoulder blade mbti: enfp

HISTORY

phai has never been the type of woman to do what's expected of her, a trait that brought mostly chagrin and disappointment to her parents.

born on the upper east side to new money social climbers in the pharmaceuticals industry her parents desperately wanted to find their ranks among the old money elite of new york who had no desire to accept them.

phai, their eldest child was no help either. whether it was spilling wine all over a white tablecloth or speaking her opinion far to freely to someone who didn't value it she was a constant slew of mistakes in her family's mission to climb the ranks of society.

her only redeeming quality in her family's opinion was her mind. she was especially clever and her grades consistently were the best in her pampered private school crowd

she buzzed along behind those pampered kids like a favored pet. never entirely ostracized but never truly respected either. a funny thing to keep around, a running joke that they let tag along just for the hilarity of it.

in her later years after finding some better friends she developed a penchant for lavish partying. desperate to feel accepted and normal for even a moment.

phai enjoyed spoiling her friends, taking expensive vacations, desperate to endear them to her before they could grow tired of her and leave

her foray in cybersecurity came from a terminally online kid growing up in the beginning of the computer age

computer science just seemed like the easiest subject to major in and she happened to be especially good at it

eventually she made her own money doing cybersecurity for shady paramilitary companies and trying not the thing about the moral implications of her work

after the apocalypse she was rocketed right back to uselessness when terrorist cyberattacks became the very bottom rung of concern for americans

vacationing with her friends in vegas and stranded from her family phai had no way to get back to them despite her attempts. she supposed they didn't really care if she made it back one way or the other. after all she'd never been the kid they were proud of.

now endlessly dedicated to her friends, her chosen family she's felt immeasurable loss since the apocalypse started. finding novac has offered her some measure of peace but still left her feeling hollow in the wake of the end of the world.

PERSONALITY

a cringe, girlfailure, and at least three other fake twitter buzzwords related-phai is equal parts cynical and joyful. taking a bright approach to the little things in life but jaded by the troubles she's had. though she yearns for genuine connection but has an awful tendency to say the the wrong thing, at the wrong time, all the time. she can't seem to keep a lid on her honesty even when it's better to lie. she's always been contrarian to people's expectations of her but equally concerned about them. she's never been able to shut her brain off for even a second, a constant stream of thoughts and energy. her own feelings seem to betray her thoughts often. all she's every truly wanted in life is to feel valuable, to the world, to someone, to anything.

[fairypuzzles]

❝ It’s the possibility of having a dream come true, that makes life worth living. ❞

FREDDY CARTER & HE/HIM, CIS MALE⸻ i saw PATRICK SMITH coming through the trees. the THIRTY year old was fleeing from MANCHESTER, ENGLAND when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. PATRICK has been in town for ONE YEAR and has been assigned as a GROUNDSKEEPER to keep society running smoothy. no matter what, they will find something to fight for. ⸻ 

GENERAL   INFORMATION.  ⸻

full   name   ⸻     PATRICK DANIEL TURNER .

nickname(s)    ⸻     PAT .

age     ⸻     THIRTY .

gender   identity     ⸻     CIS MAN .   

orientation     ⸻     BISEXUAL .

place   of   birth     ⸻     MANCHESTER, ENGLAND .

date   of   birth     ⸻     JANUARY 27TH 1993 .     

former   occupation     ⸻     LIBRARIAN .

current   occupation     ⸻     GROUNDSKEEPER .

3   positive traits     ⸻     INTELLIGENT, KIND, DRIVEN . 

3   negative traits     ⸻     PESSIMISTIC, SHY, QUIET . 

moral alignment     ⸻     NEUTRAL GOOD .

faceclaim     ⸻     FREDDY CARTER . 

full intro here.

[ofcruelties]

zion moreno & she+her/trans woman ⸻ i saw valeria de la vega coming through the trees. the 27 year old was fleeing from burlington, vermont when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. val has been in town for five years and has been assigned as a farmer to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for. ⸻ em, she/they, 26, gmt.

ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴠᴀʟᴇʀɪᴀ's ʙɪᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs !!

TL;DR : soft, plant loving baby, makeup always on point even if her hands are covered in mud, head’s often in a book, writes silly little poetry and dreams of getting out and settling on a farm with people she loves.