Clara Murphy (
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[Open] Roam if you want to
Who: Clara Murphy & YOU!
What: Clara slips out of the house to go exploring.
When: Week 2 (maybe later than that too?)
Where: All over!
Notes: Possible language? Potential violence?
01 - Main Street
Clara's pretty certain that her and Alex weren't the only ones to lay claim to one of the buildings in town. Thinking otherwise would be naive at best, and could get her killed at worst. Which doesn't mean that there aren't some that haven't already been sacked or claimed, and if she's lucky she'll find one of them and some supplies to add to their stash. Brandishing the knife that had been dropped in front of their house with her name on it the morning before alongside a flashlight that she's clutching in her left hand, she approaches what looks like an abandoned drug store, hoping that maybe there's still something of use inside.
02 - Amusement Park
Clara had always liked amusement parks. The lights, the colors, the sounds, the smell of funnel cake and cotton candy. They always made her think of going to the carnival with her family as a kid, or dates with Alex, or the proud look on David's face when he won a goldfish or a stuffed animal almost as big as he was. What they definitely never made her think of was thick fog with the skeletal figures of rides emerging with every step or the giant, terrifying clown face that obviously served as the entrance to a fun house. Hearing some sort of footsteps near by, she climbs over the wooden counter of a game stall and ducks down, hoping whoever (or whatever) it is goes away soon.
03 - Orchards
Suspicious as she may be of taking whatever came from the Arena itself compared to what was dropped in for them as gifts, there are certain creature comforts that Clara's missed from home. Ones that aren't completely obvious, like fresh fruit. So her discovery of an orchard makes her wary, which she ignores in lieu of the fact that there's a peach tree right in front of her and one's practically within her reach.
04 - Choose Your Own
What: Clara slips out of the house to go exploring.
When: Week 2 (maybe later than that too?)
Where: All over!
Notes: Possible language? Potential violence?
01 - Main Street
Clara's pretty certain that her and Alex weren't the only ones to lay claim to one of the buildings in town. Thinking otherwise would be naive at best, and could get her killed at worst. Which doesn't mean that there aren't some that haven't already been sacked or claimed, and if she's lucky she'll find one of them and some supplies to add to their stash. Brandishing the knife that had been dropped in front of their house with her name on it the morning before alongside a flashlight that she's clutching in her left hand, she approaches what looks like an abandoned drug store, hoping that maybe there's still something of use inside.
02 - Amusement Park
Clara had always liked amusement parks. The lights, the colors, the sounds, the smell of funnel cake and cotton candy. They always made her think of going to the carnival with her family as a kid, or dates with Alex, or the proud look on David's face when he won a goldfish or a stuffed animal almost as big as he was. What they definitely never made her think of was thick fog with the skeletal figures of rides emerging with every step or the giant, terrifying clown face that obviously served as the entrance to a fun house. Hearing some sort of footsteps near by, she climbs over the wooden counter of a game stall and ducks down, hoping whoever (or whatever) it is goes away soon.
03 - Orchards
Suspicious as she may be of taking whatever came from the Arena itself compared to what was dropped in for them as gifts, there are certain creature comforts that Clara's missed from home. Ones that aren't completely obvious, like fresh fruit. So her discovery of an orchard makes her wary, which she ignores in lieu of the fact that there's a peach tree right in front of her and one's practically within her reach.
04 - Choose Your Own
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"You only owe me if you want to owe me. I'm not one of those people that feels being nice to someone is some kind of gift that has to be paid back. Even here."
It worked for him. People saw him as honest, honorable. He didn't do it for that purpose but it worked better at getting him favors and protection and shared supplies than being brutal ever would have.
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She stopped and glanced around, trying to figure out exactly where they were. She hadn't gone through much of the amusement park, considering she generally stuck with exploring the town itself, and this definitely wasn't a part of it she'd been to before. "Do you have any idea where we are?"
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"Don't talk about that too much," he said to her. "The helping people thing. They don't like that. It's okay to think it but try not to say it too much. They like to punish everyone but the nicer you are the more they want to see you break."
He was still sniffing the air slightly, eyes darting all around as they walked.
"And I know where we are but those things are swarming all over. It'll be better if we take it slow." That was why they were moving slowly and cautiously. There was no need to rush when quiet and stealth was more conducive to their survival. They were attracted to movement.
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The silence and sneaking around gave her more than enough time to think about the other thing he said. It almost crossed her mind to ask what kind of people would enjoy watching decent people get pushed to their breaking point, but she already knew the answer to that: the same type of people who would take pleasure watching an ongoing string of death matches.
She wasn't sure if it was some weird basic instinct or from eight years of raising a somewhat overly adventurous son, but something up ahead was very much Not Right. She couldn't be sure if it was more of the creatures or a fellow tribute out for blood or just her mind playing tricks on her, and she didn't want to find out which one it was. "We should go to the left," she whispered.