Lindsey McDonald (
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[OPEN] ► Week 1 | East Side
WHO| Lindsey McDonald [OPEN]
WHAT| Time to explore Disneyland!
WHEN| First week
WHERE| Around the Eastern areas, eventually circling back to Fantasyland. (Main Street, Tomorrowland, Toon Town, Fantasyland)
WARNINGS/NOTES| Violence and Disney bashing? D:
First time ever visiting Disneyland and it had to be post nuclear apocalypse with everything broken and askew. This was the most messed up Disneyland vacation ever.
Lindsey fled east after the Cornucopia and it wasn't long before he entered the area of futuristic buildings. Unsurprisingly, he also seemed to be separated from anyone he knew. Still, the first order of things was to find himself a weapon and check over his bag. Looking around, he eventually came upon the wreckage of a large monorail train.
"Welcome to the happiest place on earth," he muttered. He hefted a large metal bar that looked it like might have once been the stage support and was satisfied that it was a good weight for swinging. "Now just have to find myself some faery dust."
WHAT| Time to explore Disneyland!
WHEN| First week
WHERE| Around the Eastern areas, eventually circling back to Fantasyland. (Main Street, Tomorrowland, Toon Town, Fantasyland)
WARNINGS/NOTES| Violence and Disney bashing? D:
First time ever visiting Disneyland and it had to be post nuclear apocalypse with everything broken and askew. This was the most messed up Disneyland vacation ever.
Lindsey fled east after the Cornucopia and it wasn't long before he entered the area of futuristic buildings. Unsurprisingly, he also seemed to be separated from anyone he knew. Still, the first order of things was to find himself a weapon and check over his bag. Looking around, he eventually came upon the wreckage of a large monorail train.
"Welcome to the happiest place on earth," he muttered. He hefted a large metal bar that looked it like might have once been the stage support and was satisfied that it was a good weight for swinging. "Now just have to find myself some faery dust."
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"How much is passing?" She's watching his language.