Character's Full Name:
Jacqueline "Jack" SandersAge:
27Character Photo/Physical Description: Before the Outbreak:
Jack was the only child of somewhat indulgent parents. A very smart woman, she considered herself to be much more street smart than book smart. She had an artistic streak a mile wide, but unlike the stereotypical artist, she was very serious and grounded. She had had a few gallery showings, and was beginning to get the attention that her work deserved. She mainly worked in canvas and paints, but had dabbled in sculptures as well. She had a boyfriend whom she was serious with, although she didn't know if she could ever find herself settling down with him longterm. She loved him in her own way but she just didn't feel the necessary 'chemisty' that she thought long lasting relationships were built upon. After hearing the news about what was happening she tried to reach out to him, but wasn't able to find him. She has very little family, and those that she does have she doesn't feel very close to. She is a loner and very independent. During the Outbreak:
It took Jack 24 hours before she realized that anything had happened, engrossed in her latest painting, she had lost all track of time, music blaring to keep her company, her favorite playlist on repeat. Her complete immersion into the project had distracted her until the early morning of the 2nd day. Fixing herself a cup of coffee, she sat down on the couch, her legs curled up beneath her she grabbed a blanket and flipped on the tv, hoping that she would finally be able to sleep. Her apartment in the middle of the city was something she loved. Although she loved being alone, she liked knowing that people weren't that far away. It was then she heard screams coming from down the hall outside of her apartment. She went to the door, looking through the peephole, she recognized an older woman from down the hall. Her mouth agape in fear as she pleaded with the hulking figure coming at her. The man continued to approach her and Jack ran for her phone in despair, attempting to call 911 multiple times to no avail, only greeted with busy signals as her calls for assistance for the lady went unanswered. The little old lady stumbled and fell and with that the man was atop her, Jack opened her door. Screaming in response to the man, as he turned towards her she saw his lifeless eyes as his mouth found purchase upon the elderly woman. She advanced momentarily but as the "thing" tore the throat out of the woman, she ran quickly back inside. Locking the door and barricading it as much as possible. She sat in the middle of her floor, phone in hand dialing 911 over and over. The man having apparently finished whatever he was doing soon found his way to her door pounding and beating upon it. Jack sat quietly crying and confused unsure of what was going on. The creature finally left, either out of boredom or being distracted from other prey.
Finally shaking herself from the apparent shock she was in, she went to the tv, finding the channel on an emergency broadcasting system, where there were newscasters frantically replaying footage and talking about things that made no sense. She couldn't quite wrap her mind around it, all she knew was that there was some crazy shit going on out there, she tried to make calls to anyone and everyone she could think of but unable to reach anyone, always only being greeted with busy signals soon had her throwing the phone across the room.
She stayed holed up in her apartment listening to various comings and goings until she couldn't stand it anymore. The power had failed and she didn't have much hope of anyone coming for her, but she couldn't just sit there and wait. She packed a bag and made her way out of the apartment, slowly, tentatively, out the building. She decided to head to her boyfriend's apartment only a couple of blocks to the north. Avoiding everyone, she still wasn't able to avoid seeing things that she never would have imagined possible if she hadn't seen them with her own eyes. Making sure to stay on back roads and in alleys she made her way the couple of blocks, eyeballing his complex before nearing it. She slunk back into the shadows when she heard or saw any movement. Staying out of sight seemed to be the best thing to do, given the unknown world she was in. She finally approached the building nearing the glass door seemed to be a mistake though as the 'things' inside sensed her and began approaching, at least ten of them trapped inside, unable to work the door, thankfully.
She retreated back to her apartment, unable to fathom the things she had seen while out on the streets. A few days passed with her holed up there, making due with what she had, but she was soon coming to the realization that things were only getting worse rather than better. She formulated a plan, and decided that the city would be the worst place to stay, knowing that the more populated the area the more risk there would be. Thinking of the country home she still owned, (inherited from her parent's deaths) she thought that might be the best option. Packing supplies she headed out at sunrise the next morning, on foot. She headed towards the outskirts of town, stopping only long enough to go through a hunting and fishing store that had already been looted almost to the point of being completely useless to her. There she found the MRE's and most of her supplies.
She continued to make her way out of the city, surviving mainly by dumb luck, her ability to be light on her feet, being quiet, and her great hearing. Having come upon the building at evening time, she watched it quietly for awhile, hoping it was as vacant as it appeared to be, she approached. Slipping inside, listening at various doorways, before finally trying one, to her relief it was unlocked and she slipped in quietly, hoping to spend the night before heading out once more in the morning. Supplies:
Limit of 15 items, including food, water, weapons, first aid, etc.
1. Dry food rations (MRE's)
2. First Aid kit
4. 2 full, refillable water bottles with built in filter
5. a pack of 3 disposable lighters
8. Sleeping bag
9. Flash Light
11. Rain gear
12. Aluminum baseball bat
13. Swiss Army knife
14. Extra clothing
15. Backpack/hiking pack