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Who| Joel, Ellie, anyone else!
What| Joel shows up and gets tossed into the ring. Let's see how he does!
Where| I can put him just about anywhere in the museum you need - he'll be scoping the place out.
When| Mid-Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Joel is a highly suspicious dude and may assume anyone he meets is hostile until proven otherwise. This means he might punch first and ask questions later! I'll update this if anything else comes up.
Finally, please specify if you would like to meet Joel before he finds Ellie or after - if before, he'll be on his own, really worried about his baby girl, and slightly more prone to violence. If AFTER, you will probably get Joel and Ellie (two for the price of one!), and a lower chance of Joel trying to throttle you immediately.
"Put your hands in the air!" "She's not breathin'."
He woke with a start, phantom pain in his head and surrounded by - military? They were clearly military, but not any military he was familiar with. When they grabbed him, all sense went out of his head - normally, Joel would go quietly, because struggling tended to get people shot, but all he could think, all he could remember, was Ellie, her body so still. She's not breathin'.
"Where is she?" he demanded, over and over, landing a few punches but never able to break free. The pajamas they made him wear, the explanation given, all barely registered as he had only one thought in his head - find Ellie now. "What the hell did you bastards do to her?" he demanded yet again, attempting to yank his arm free when they came at him with a needle. Still, nothing. His shouts and struggles were in vain, and the next thing he knew, he was... in a parking garage?
With no one around to confront, and the knowledge that he was here to kill, or be killed, Joel quickly shoved his feelings to one side, dropping low and seeking a stairwell to climb to higher ground - it would take him a bit to realize the only way up was via elevators that actually still worked. They were far too slow and noisy for Joel's taste, but it became obvious that they were his only option, and he needed to get to higher ground, if he was going to find anything. Especially Ellie.
Joel moved quickly, quietly, and with one singular purpose: find the girl, and get the hell out of here.
What| Joel shows up and gets tossed into the ring. Let's see how he does!
Where| I can put him just about anywhere in the museum you need - he'll be scoping the place out.
When| Mid-Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Joel is a highly suspicious dude and may assume anyone he meets is hostile until proven otherwise. This means he might punch first and ask questions later! I'll update this if anything else comes up.
Finally, please specify if you would like to meet Joel before he finds Ellie or after - if before, he'll be on his own, really worried about his baby girl, and slightly more prone to violence. If AFTER, you will probably get Joel and Ellie (two for the price of one!), and a lower chance of Joel trying to throttle you immediately.
"Put your hands in the air!" "She's not breathin'."
He woke with a start, phantom pain in his head and surrounded by - military? They were clearly military, but not any military he was familiar with. When they grabbed him, all sense went out of his head - normally, Joel would go quietly, because struggling tended to get people shot, but all he could think, all he could remember, was Ellie, her body so still. She's not breathin'.
"Where is she?" he demanded, over and over, landing a few punches but never able to break free. The pajamas they made him wear, the explanation given, all barely registered as he had only one thought in his head - find Ellie now. "What the hell did you bastards do to her?" he demanded yet again, attempting to yank his arm free when they came at him with a needle. Still, nothing. His shouts and struggles were in vain, and the next thing he knew, he was... in a parking garage?
With no one around to confront, and the knowledge that he was here to kill, or be killed, Joel quickly shoved his feelings to one side, dropping low and seeking a stairwell to climb to higher ground - it would take him a bit to realize the only way up was via elevators that actually still worked. They were far too slow and noisy for Joel's taste, but it became obvious that they were his only option, and he needed to get to higher ground, if he was going to find anything. Especially Ellie.
Joel moved quickly, quietly, and with one singular purpose: find the girl, and get the hell out of here.
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"Another friend, huh?" His tone of voice held a lot of things - affection, definitely, because he knew that was just Ellie's way. People liked her, she was a nice kid, obviously even he wasn't immune to her charms. Maybe a hint of disapproval, too, or at least caution - sure, making friends her own age was probably okay, but she seemed to have a lot of people she trusted. Which made Joel wary by his very nature.
Holy crap, I missed this, damn.
"Yeah, we sorta just stumbled into each other," she said, grinning. She liked the wary look in his eyes too: they were ones that were experienced in reading a situation to make sure he knew where all the exits were. "She's told me a little about you too. You guys have been through a lot. It's good you're both reunited, yeah?"
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"Mindy's good people, Joel, though uh - We kind of have a death pact so be careful not to let her get too close when she's armed." The grin was wide but she was only half kidding.
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His tone was half-exasperated, half-affectionate, still too relieved to have her back with him and alive to be really bothered by any of it.
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"No, you're still a guy in her stories. Death pack for us is as follows though: if we have to face each other, we kill each other face to face, not with tricks or with some slow killing poison shit. She's my friend: she deserves that much, if it has to happen."
Never mind she prayed that it didn't.
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Only Ellie knew it would be Mindy.
Pact or no, she'd never be able to go through with it. Not with her friend. But Mindy didn't need to know that.
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She's that type.
"You okay on supplies?" he asks Mindy after a moment.
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"I have some," she said. "You guys need any?"
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Then she grinned.
"Did I tell you that I met a fucking dwarf? Like - like a real one, going on about dragons and wizards and magic and shit."
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"So not one of Snow White's," he offers helpfully.
Ok, this damn indicator thing better work now...
She looked at Ellie. "Ok, you have to tell me about your dwarf shenanigans now!"
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But she lets it go for a second. "Yeah, that's where I got these fuckers," she says, pointing to the little burns on her cheeks. "We were trying to cook up some meat we found in one of the kitchens, and started the fucking sprinklers..."
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If the whole death arena thing didn't cement that enough.
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Mindy paused, moving closer to inspect the girl's cheeks. "Shit, you're right. Did he get hit too?"
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"You have a comic book character in your district? Who?"
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"You ever read any Batman comics? His arch nemesis was this sadistic madman guy, The Joker. Joker had kinda a sidekick: a former psychiatrist turned crazy, Harley Quinn."
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She looked back at Joel and grinned. "What if Dr. Star showed up? That would be fucking awesome!"
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"There are like these crazy aliens invading and she has to go kick the shit out of them and it's awesome."
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He sort of made a mental note that when he got to this Capitol place, he needed to see if there was a comic book store somewhere.
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"They better have comics here as good as the ones we know back home then!"
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"I fucking well hope so. I didn't really look for them back in the Capitol, but when one of us win, we totally should."
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He always gave her crap, but never meant anything by it.
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wrap?
asdjhad YEAH sounds good