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Who: Everyone When: April 11th

The building had been taken over by Sada and her people. @jeremiah-rose, @henrisolivier, @thedevilworksharder, and @survivalxofxthexfittest (JP) have been put in charge beneath her. Sada and Jeremiah have moved up into the penthouse and offered a room to Dev and JP as well. Charlie brought Roman, still comatose, with her to join them upstairs. To be closer to her brother and under the protection of his association.

Everyone besides the aforementioned, @valeriixchen, @dixieclary, @judahfisher, @ruthellry, @hannahxinterrupted (and the children), @rhianwells, and @wellsinvesting have been placed in a two day lock down while logistics are figured out. Sada and her people went from door to door demanding all their firearms. Even going so far as ransacking apartments if they don't get what they're looking for. (The apartments with the children are the only exception to ransacking while the children are present.) @lindsohalloran and @judahfisher are tasked with the cleaning up of and incinerating of the bodies of the dead while under the armed eye of @henrisolivier and Dev.

@pxtitxrosx and @rosiesdiner have been kept from lock down as well to serve the 'Lieutenants' and to deliver rations to everyone but @postapocalypsemalone, @viesanders and @ashton-ryder who are left to go hungry as punishment for their actions. Sada has taken control of the key to the W's alcohol, much of which has been moved to the penthouse and passed out amongst the loyalists. During the lock down, Henri is shot by Lis. She collects Maddie and the pair make a daring escape from the building. @emberwexley hasn't left her suite and refused to attend the first rations. After a private meeting with Sada she was allowed to remain in her apartment, which she still refuses to leave. No one knows where @ashton-ryder is being held, besides the 'Lieutenants' who are aware he's being kept drugged in Sada's emptied out spare penthouse bedroom. Upon the first rations after being released, which everyone is forced to attend, Sada makes her announcement of the new rules.

The door knobs to all apartments will he turned around and all keys are to be forfeited. Everyone not aligned with Sada will be moved to the third floor and literally locked down at 8pm.

Meals will go from thrice a day to twice to save rations. There will no longer be a lunch ration for anyone but the children (Sada's loyalists of course get real meals and food whenever they like), while the rest are given porridge/freezer burnt food/whatever the lieutenants don't want. (Snacks/sweets/etc are off limits to anyone but loyalists and the children.)

The hoard, led away by left over fireworks (hoarded by Sada) shot off from the roof, have made the building able to be left, but the streets within a several blocks radius are still heavily packed with chompers.

Runs will now be mandatory for all fit and able residents, the focus on getting other cases (and anything else of value) from the other buildings by any means necessary. Their lives/the lives of their loved ones depends on it. These runs will be supervised by Sada loyalists, who will be the only ones armed. Defectors will be shot and risk the same for the loved ones they leave behind.

Those not fit enough to go on runs will be put to work.

@beauclary and partner @ziggyturner, are put on roof duty. Cleaning it up and working the garden will be their responsibility. @aggieturner is left to her own devices more or less forgotten, and/or seen as harmless under Sada's eye, as well as protected by Jeremiah's favour. She is treated much the same as the children.

@sarahshercohen had been told she will now be focused on entertainment. Sada, a surprising fan of the artists work, has instructed them to write and perform music for her while she's in the public spaces. Otherwise they are on cleaning duty as well.

Every single resident is to give a fresh blood sample to @valeriixchen bi-weekly.

Anyone who tries to confront, disobey, or accost a lieutenant or Sada risks being shot on the spot.

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Season 2 - Post Apocalypse Spring

March 2nd -

March 6th -

Charlie Rose wakes up to a letter from Roman Drake on her pillow. He's left The Wexley in search of his sister Birdie Drake, who slipped out of the building several days prior.

March 20th - Beacon of Hope Teaser

Two weeks later Roman Drake eventually finds and reunites with Birdie and the pair ventured to one of the city's previously guarded check-points in the North. Investigating further the siblings discovered that no one was guarding the check-point from the outside either. They found abandoned cars and empty houses, likely ordered to evacuate sometime near the beginning of the outbreak.

The pair continued forward through the Bronx, Yonkers, New Heaven, signs of life few and far between. The dead likely had little interest in the area with the living having pushed further inland. They manage to contact their family and gather some information.

They also learned that Roman's ex wife (Hannah Kaplan) and daughter (June Kaplan) were stuck on the coast, floating aimlessly in the ocean after the small yacht they'd taken from Martha's Vineyard had run out of gas. Any attempt to dock was a death sentence as there was a band of raiders waiting to strip them of the supplies they still carried.

Roman and Birdie were able to coordinate with a small group of survivors and get them to shore in a raft, while the boat continued to sit in the ocean with its treasure of supplies and a handful of survivors. Birdie was tasked with taking the survivors from the raft back to the Wexley and informing them of the situation. Roman remained near the coast preparing for what may come.

March 21st - S2e02 Part 1 - Beacon of Hope

March 21st - s2e02 Part 2 - The Elevators

Bob Jenkins decends to the basement alone and manages to fix the elevators, unknowingly narrowly escaping being eaten by a freshly zombified Marty.

March 22nd - The Lunch Bell from Hell

The streets around The Wexley are flooded with Chompers, drawn by the noise the survivors made when returning from the rescue mission. It's decided that for the time being no one will be leaving the building.

First day of having a functional elevator.

March 28th - Without a Trace

Charlie Rose made her way inside the suite shared by the Captain and Chef only to find it totally empty. It's unsure when exactly they left the building but it looks like they've been gone at least a day or two.

Amy Gao attempted to tell Emily Lockmoore what she knew. With the language barrier preventing communication in any meaningful way, whatever information Amy has is still unknown to the others.

Devan McCahill uses his basic Mandarin language skills to speak to her and find out what she knows which alludes to a suspicious figure that has been keeping tabs on the Wexley and it's resident for several weeks.

March 29th - Lane's Return

Late into the evening on March 29th a window is broken in the Common Room. Madeline Higheagle is the first to notice. Investigating the shards of broken glass they find a radio and within moments of picking it up it shoots to life with static in her hand. A familiar voice jokes with Maddie to prepare for guests before providing instructions.

Several hours later a zipline has been constructed between the Wexley and a neighboring building, mostly thanks to the free climbing skills of the Wexley's head maid--who'd been MIA and presumed dead since the Winter supply runs. In Reality, Tamberlane Shelley had been preparing for a grand return.

She had been the one to instruct the ship-locked survivors to remain in the bay, intending to radio Ashton Ryder and inform him of the situation; Unknowing that his own radio equipment had been broken months prior.

Flying high across the city streets, Lane is only the first of many to cross into the Wexley using the zipline. Dozens of mismatched bags and duffels come one after the other, each carrying a small piece of the treasure Lane worked hard to gather before her return. Captain Eduardo and Chef Trey have made it back no worse for wear along with a friendly dog they picked up on the beach who's name tag reads Lady.

April 1st - The Birthday Party

Linds O'Halloran eats a Barbie shoe on accident. He's mortified.

Charlie Rose, Valerii Chen, and Tobias Wexley check out the DDR set-up in the games room with varying levels of success.

The domino's that Sada Vang have been carefully stacking for months begin to fall as she sets off Ashton Ryder's temper in the middle of the W's bar, plenty of witnesses present as he raises his voice at the seemingly startled Sada.

Jeremiah and JP Rose (along with half the building) learn that Charlie is pregnant with Roman Drake's baby and Ashton and Malone step in to ease the tension during the impromptu family meeting.

April 2nd -

While patting themselves on their backs for the chaos they caused at the party, Sada and Henri spot a package being dropped on the roof by a drone. Inside which they find vials and scientific papers. They recruit Valerii to help them understand what they're looking at.

April 8th - Fall From Grace

Aggie Turner and Eric Sanders are on a bench in the atrium eating silently together, Sher Cohen is plucking her guitar on another bench in the atrium

Charlie Rose and Emily Lockmoore are cleaning up trays while talking to Hannah Kaplan, Zach Sanders, Oscar Lockmoore, as well as Jonah Fisher, and Judah Fisher in the diner. Devan McCahill is eating and reading.

Ashton Ryder and Ruth Ellery are drinking tea on the roof. Ziggy Turner and Beau Clary are coming down from their morning shower. Santiago Munoz, Lindsay O’Halloran, and Maise O’Halloran were headed to the common room for a serious repair on a work in progress cardboard castle. JP Rose and Ember Wexley are on the sixth floor picking things out for his apartment. Kaiden Malone is just heading down for breakfast from their bat cave.

Roman Drake and Jeremiah Rose are outside the W doors talking, Abby and Bob Jenkins are inside the W bitching at each other, Tony is smoking out on the balcony. Tony started laughing at Abby calling Bob a penis wrinkle and was cut off by Tobias Wexley, Sr. falling on him, resulting in both their deaths. Bob tried to help the dead people, Abby was screaming. They all became chomptastic soon after.

Jeremiah and Roman started to try opening the doors, Bob came at them first and Jeremiah tossed him out of the way and Roman wasn’t able to stop him moving past. He caught Abby, knocked Bob off balance, Jeremiah helped get Abby off him then Roman ran off to help Charlie and the people in the diner

Dixie Clary/Duvall saw the commotion and got the fuck out, going upstairs to tell Sada Vang about the chaos.

Bob rushed Eric and Aggie on the bench, biting Aggie in the cheek. Aggie ran to hide in the fireplace at Eric’s prompting. Amidst this Ziggy and Beau were looking for Aggie among the chaos and Eric pointed to where Aggie was while he dealt with Bob. Ziggy told Beau to go find out if Ember is okay, joining their sister in the fireplace trying to keep her safe while they figure out their next move

Abby found her way into the diner and fell into Jonah’s lap biting his leg, he falls off his chair and runs out of the diner. Abby then goes on to bite Emily in the chest and Charlie in the shoulder. Roman rips Abby off of Charlie and gets bitten himself and accidentally tosses Abby into Emily. Hannah knocked Abby off Emily and helped Oscar who killed Abby, she helps Oscar deal with the situation and got Zach to be with Emily. Roman and Charlie have a very traumatic floor marriage and he’s knocked unconscious

Jeremiah went further into the W, got bit in the shoulder by Tobias and shot him in the head. Proceeded to snap and beat chompified Tony into a bloody pulp, lots of blood, lots of screams of anger. Devan came and pulled him off the double corpse, they go to the balcony where Jer has a cigarette or two and Devan talks him down, he probably will put something on the bite. Maybe.

At some point Lindsay brings the kids upstairs before the chaos gets chaotic and Santiago stays to help people before going up to join him. Dixie goes to get Henrii and bring him to Sada who’s doing villain shit in her loft. Beau goes and tells JP and Ember about the fuckery downstairs, there’s def some emotions

Mal disassociates at the sight of Tobias, Lane brings them into the media room to help them deal with that trauma and figure out who pushed Tobias (their theory not mine)

Judah went looking for his twin only to find him sitting behind the elevators, with a bite wound, they are being emotional over there. Jonah is trying to get Judah to give him a cigarette but he has yet to comply with his wishes.

JP came down in time to see his brother go out to the balcony. At some point Jeremiah emerges from the W to check on his sister and is met by Ashton who came down from the roof to check on the chaos. Ruth is triaging people.

Sada Vang enters the chat

April 8th - We Own You

Sada Vang calls everyone into the Atrium who can. Oscar, Emily, Charlie, Roman, and Zach all remain in the diner.

Henri and Val set up a table behind Sada and open a silver case, inside of which are vials of a pale green liquid and a syringe gun. The first to receive a shot is Jeremiah, despite Ashton's protests. He's the only one to also receive an apology from Sada.

Hannah Kaplan sees the writing on the wall and offers her loyalty to her in exchange for being able to shield the children from it. Sada, who had no plans on involving the children in the first place, agrees. Hannah retreats upstairs.

Charlie comes desperately from the diner and begs Sada to give Roman a shot, correctly deducing it's something akin to a vaccine. She also pledges her fealty to Sada. This is accepted and Val is sent into the Diner to give shots to Roman and Emily.

Sada reveals that the shots are a vaccine from the French Canadians, and it must be administered regularly to keep the symptoms of the virus at bay.

Henri offers the paperwork from the crate, which Via reads and confirms.

Aggie, hiding behind her brother and Eric Sanders, does her best to stay out of sight, despite the bite to her cheek.

Ria and Tad come down off the elevator, watching from their places inadvertently putting them where they would be anyway, behind Sada.

The Guo sisters, Nikhil Sandu, and Alice Zhao all exit the Games room, confused as to what is going on, but smart enough to read the room.

Devan makes his way from the W to Sada, feigns that he's about to choke her, but instead kisses her on the cheek. Revealing a close and trusted friendship between the pair. He takes his place behind her among her other loyalists.

Val gives Emily the Vaccine in the diner, and Zach calls for Ashton who comes to help administer first aide to Emily. Val confirms to Ashton that the vials are in fact a vaccine and begs him to believe she didn't know anything about Sada's plans. He warns her to be careful.

Jeremiah Rose breaks the news to not only Sada but the entire Atrium that Mr. Wexley is dead and was turned into the chomper that bit him. Also that he was dispatched with by Jeremiah.

Sada calls Val out to the Atrium to administer the vaccine to the other bitten, while also beckoning Ruth up the assist Jeremiah. Hinting at a connection between herself and the doctor.

Sada then proposes a vote and a challenge for anyone to come up against her. Eric Does. Sada thinks this is a joke at first, but Eric is very serious and tries to convince others to join him in giving the building a chance for an actual vote. Sada makes it very clear this isn't actually a democracy and forces Eric to back with with threats to his brother and a reproachful shout from Ria in defense of Sada.

Judah fisher does his best to comfort his brother and convince him to take the vaccine, Jonah refuses, much to his dismay.

Val tries to convince Aggie to let her give her the injection but Aggie continues to hide behind her brother until Ziggy, Via, Val, Dev and finally Eric all convince her to let it happen. Afterward, Ziggy, Aggie and Eric all make a break for the stairwell, escaping the Atrium to the upper floors in a bid to find Beau and Ember.

Lane and Mal leave the Media room, and Lane confronts everyone in the Atrium for even listening to Sada, and Mal begs Sada to tell them the truth. Sada reiterates that she was in her loft and this is confirmed by Dixie.

Ashton breaks the news about Jer being bitten as well to Charlie who starts to have a panic attack. Ashton calms her down by reassuring her that Jeremiah received the vaccine as well, his efforts aided when Rosie emerges from the diner pantry and holds Charlie's hand.

JP finally makes it to the Atrium and heads to the diner as Sada calls for Ashton to be brough to her. Rather than bringing Ashton outside, he asks him what's going on and tell Ashton he's on his side. Ashton gives Zach his gun to hide it, and then heads out into the Atrium while speaking his appreciation to JP.

Lane, incensed at Sada's casual tone and demeanor after killing their father figure, takes a knife from Mal and uses it to slash out at Sada. While they receive a bullet in the head for it, they also manage to slice several inches along Sada's left cheekbone.

Spotting Nikhil reaching for a gun, Tad uses his own to fire off three shots. Killing not only Nikhil but Alice in the process.

Mal, set off by the death of Lane by Jeremiah's hand, attacks Jeremiah and is pulled off of him by JP. Ashton, tries to stop it by putting himself between Jeremiah's gun and anyone else. Jeremiah, fed up with it all, makes it very clear that The Wexley is now under new management. Sada sends everyone who can up to their rooms and those too injured to the diner. She instructs Henri to bring Ashton to be locked up but Jeremiah makes a case for Ashton, who is to be locked up with everyone else once the most injured are finally able to be moved to the medical suite. Dev and JP are left to supervise.

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The sounds of all the chaos in the Atrium drowned out the soft ding of the elevator's arrival, the doors sliding open slowly to reveal @sadavang in the middle, draped in scarlet red Valentino, cane in one hand and her other wrapped nicely around the support of one of @henrisolivier. Henri on her left, @valeriixchen behind her on her right and @dixieclary at her back.

Pausing, they all seemed to drink in the mess before them, not a hint of surprise on Sada's face as she turned to look over at Henri with a knowing look before he helps her step off the elevator, a large silver case in his other hand. Nodding to Henri she took the case from him while he and Val moved one of the hallway tables that lined the Atrium walls and moved it behind her, unnoticed by most it seemed, screams of pain and anguish, sobbing and groans of pain the chorus of their distraction from them.

Handing the case back over to Henri so he and Val could start setting up, Sada's eyes skipped from face to face before landing solidly on Ashton and Jeremiah, narrowing before moving on.

And when finally she felt they were ready, Sada lifted her cane and brought it down hard onto the Atrium tile in three heavy and jarring bangs that reverberated through the open space and it's off shoots.

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This plot drop will take place in the Discord, as it will involve everyone all at once. Please keep an eye on the channel marked s2-atrium under the ic category. Current threads can continue as you please.

Looking forward to the chaos!

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Santiago Díaz Muñoz || 44 || Studio #704 || Pedro Pascal || Closed

Personality:

santiago is a very brutally soft man, despite being able to put on the hardened exterior he is caring. first and foremost he wants to help people, take care of his loved ones, and leave the world better than when he entered it. there is a wild side and a military side of him, as well. he knows when to shut off the horrors he’s seen and the worries and let loose, dance, have a good time because life is far too short. he’s been known to love hard and passionately, though commitment has been an issue mostly due to his highly disciplined military background. he was raised to be deeply self-reliant and resourceful, with a strong survivalist skill set that was only further fine tuned from his years in the chilean military, us special forces, and as a private contractor.

Biography:

  born in chile to a large, loving family, santiago is one of the oldest of five. esmerelda, his mother, is and always was a force to be reckoned with. she was the head of the house, despite never working outside it once she had her children. esmerelda kept everyone in line, including his father alberto, until his passing not long after santiago’s eighteenth birthday. she never took any shit from anyone while still making time to love and nurture her entire family. if you ask santiago, it was her he admired most and tries to take after ( a mami’s boy through and through ) but there is too much of his father in him to be ignored. 

          alberto was an ultra survivalist, skills he passed onto his children but it was clear that santiago proved to be the most interested, soaking up every piece of knowledge he would give him. self-reliance, resourcefulness, and being able to read your surroundings was the biggest things he got from his father. it would be these skills that made him into a master tracker which was later sharpened to near perfection in the chilean army and us army special forces after that. santiago is a healthy amount of both of his parents with a mix of his own quirks and values. 

needless to say, his childhood was good. there were expectations as any family has but they were not unreasonable for santiago to meet and mistakes were treated as learning opportunities to improve on. his familia was his life in so many ways. he was constantly surrounded by siblings, cousins, aunties, uncles, grandparents, and their friends and of course any found family that someone adopted in. community was made to be of upmost importance next to family and school. by the time santiago graduated and joined the chilean military, he was already a well-rounded young man. though, he wouldn’t lie and say he didn’t let loose in his free time once he was out in the world, something no one could ever quite train out of him. 

after a few years with the chilean military, he was uniquely recruited by the united states military, something he accepted as a promising opportunity. while going through their training he was fast tracked through the citizenship process ( though he holds dual citizenship between the countries, it was still a long process even sped up ). once he held that status they were able to recruit him into special forces where he trained heavily in psyops and intelligence. it was necessary for him to be able to help read people well and collect data while they helped secure peace around the world, particularly belize in his case (though he was called out from his station when needed). he helped create infrastructure, neutralize threats before they started, suggested better ways to preserve culture, and streamlined those who needed the most help to the right resources. why belize became so significant in santi’s life had little to do with his career and more to do with an un giro in the form of a scottish officer by the name of lindsay o'halloran.

they met in some random beach bar, santiago already tipsy from a few tropical drinks spotted the handsome devil and somehow convinced him to come home with him by the end of the night. it was the start to a long lasting and rich relationship that spanned several years. they’d survived long distance deployments, unresolved trauma, and domestic cohabitation, he even managed to win over the most important people in santiago’s life, his family. not that he ever doubted he would, but even santi could admit his family could be a lot to those outside of it. that was all up until about a year ago. 

lindsay was deployed already, but they’d been through that song and dance before. they found ways to meet up when they could and talk every day they were able to whether through mail, email, phone, video chat, etc. santiago had retired from the us military ( though he still came in for consulting as needed ) and moved into the private sector, helping people find their loved ones and continuing peacekeeping work in between. the news about niamh was a blindside that he took second hand. he could only think of his own sisters and how much devastation that would bring him. of course he understood lindsay’s need to go to new york and offered to be there for him in person or from afar. lindsay is his heart after all, he would forever be there to support him. but time dragged on and their communication became more and more sporadic. santiago didn’t need to see him or have special training to read the signs. he was being pushed away, and for the first time in a long time, santi wasn’t sure what to do in the situation. so he chose to wait it out, let the radio silence linger and hope it wasn’t the abrupt end his aching heart told him it’d become. 

          like any heartbroken mama’s boy, he took some time and went home. he kept the house locked up in belize, unwilling to be rid of it. instead he left a note on the table just in case and went home to be love bombed by the díaz muñoz family. it didn’t take long for him to be convinced to pick up another job, and then another, diving into his work to distract himself. he was in northern canada when the outbreak hit, the reports and alerts coming in fast. of course he relayed the information to his family, classified or not he refused to leave them in the dark when it would give them time to prepare. he was confident they would survive with the information until more was known. santiago wasn’t wasting anymore time, he needed to know that lindsay was okay and even if they didn’t have a future he wasn’t willing to live in a world lindsay was not without a fight. he needed to know he’d done everything he could, and once he was done he’d go home and prepare for what the future held. 

          now, when a master tracker says he kept light tabs on where his partner was, it’s a severe understatement. for the most part, he knew the very general area he was in all the way up until radio towers started to go silent in new york. even entering into the city in the winter months, he was able to find a trail but not without a hefty amount of effort. when he found the wexley, he had no idea if lindsay was in there or not. what he did know, is that the building was heavily surrounded and it looked like they might need some help. perhaps one of them had seen the man he was looking for, perhaps not, but it would be against his nature not to stop and see if those inside the building were alright. he used his paracord and other gear to cross over to the building’s roof from a close by one, eager to find what greeted him once he arrived.

Pre Outbreak Occupation: high end private investigator / retired special forces intelligence officer and psyops specialist Previous Zombie Experience: plenty, he’s not trying to kill them en masse, in case of a cure in the future, but he does not hesitate to eliminate any threat when he has to. Marital Status: linds <3 Children: N/A Residence: Studio #704 Years residing at The Wexley: Post Outbreak New Arrival Connections: TBD

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Dixie Duvall || 27 || Studio #607 || Mia Goth || Closed

Personality:

false confidence is a great term to describe dixie. she’s great at putting on a show, manipulate an entire room or a single person to believe exactly what she wants them to. she’s an entertainer after all and was taught to give the people what they want. she’s worked hard to construct herself into what everyone wants for a long time. any fear and insecurities are kept locked up. before the outbreak she was the type that made her presence known, an attention grabber because that’s what she wants and deserves - everyone’s attention. she can be extremely judgemental and isn’t afraid to say something that cuts deep. however, she also puts on the innocent and sweet act quite well for awhile she was broken, it’s not something she’s proud of but she’s had the time to get back on her feet and still isn’t afraid to do what it takes to survive. 

Biography:

tw: domestic violence, sexual abuse mention, murder

          dixie was always too big for that small town in alabama, as long as she can remember she was looking for a way to get out of there. sometimes she felt like her and her siblings all had different experiences in that house growing up. some were shared of course, but expectations were divided differently. especially after daddy died. that was something no one in the house talked about. it got tucked away in the closet with the rest of the skeletons, but dixie didn’t forget and she would bet her life that beau didn’t either. nothing a little holy water and a whole lot of prayer couldn’t fix, so they say. they grew up in a place where everyone knew your name and if you wanted your business to be your own, you kept your mouth shut and moved on. 

          for the first few years of dixie’s life she was quiet, nearly silent, just like she was told to be behind locked doors by the man who was supposed to be protecting her. no one knew why she’d kept to herself and dixie doesn’t have a keen memory of that time anymore. she was young when it all happened and the problem was taken care of. mama had the perfect solution to help bring her out of her shell, one that benefited everyone. she started putting little dixie in beauty pageants long before daddy was even out of the picture. by the time she was six years old she already had thirty-one crowns and twenty-nine trophies. some said mama was so hard on her because she was living the life she couldn’t through her. dixie didn’t agree with that, she wanted her to be the best she could be and live up to her full potential. mama was a strong and caring woman who loved her children, even if it showed in different ways to each of them. dixie never held it against her, she had the trophies to show her methods worked. the clary’s were competitive and they all wanted to be the best at what they did. 

          those pageant crowns may have helped at home but dixie got her cut. she saved all the pennies she could for the future. her dream was set on being on the big screen and getting the hell out of the south. hugging her big brother as he went off to be the football all star he was always meant to be, only solidified her determination ( and made her wildly jealous despite loving him more than air ). she met a man who claimed to be an up and coming talent agent at a pageant when she was just about to graduate. eighteen with bright eyes and blind ignorance, she believed every single word he said. despite everyone else’s reservations, dixie ran off with jason to hollywood to get her name in lights. 

          unfortunately, she learned that he wasn’t close to who he said he was after she’d fallen head over heels for him. he didn’t knew the first thing about getting her work and he had a whole lot of business ideas and plans that never seemed to work out. dixie was disappointed but she wasn’t going to let it stop her from getting to the top. she started booking modeling gigs and small roles, building a portfolio that would lead to getting her a real agent. jason didn’t like when her focus shifted away from him, though. he wanted the girl who looked to him for all the answers and did what she was told. he was supposed to be providing for them, not her. that’s when he first started to get mean. controlling. on top of that, he started taking everything she earned and gambling it away on bad investments and in casinos. she didn’t know just how much trouble he’d gotten into until people started looking for him. they’d taken her as collateral, two days and nights with heathens who used her like a play thing. he found her and got her out of there but not by paying his debt. it wasn’t the first time dixie had witnessed death first hand and though she was blinded by his heroics, she was only leaving one bad situation for another.

         they had to get out of los angeles, as far away as possible and that’s what landed them in new york city. dixie knew she could still achieve her dreams there, though instead of small roles and acting classes she was doing adult films and dancing to help pay the bills while she auditioned for bigger roles. she was good at what she did, she knew she was by the way all eyes stayed on her when she did her work and the large sum of money people would hand her for fifteen minutes of private conversation and a private dance. jason, however, continued to tell her otherwise. he was insanely jealous, even after she married him. by the time she was getting close to landing her first big role and leaving her side hustles behind, she had no one to celebrate it with. he’d cut her off from all of her from all of her family, her friends, and he’d stopped apologising when his anger got out of control and he put hands on her. this was not the life she deserved, she felt broken. dixie didn’t know how she’d let it go on so long, or how they’d gotten there. she barely recognized herself anymore. it all needed to change and soon it would.

          it was the night of her first premiere, jason was out of his mind jealous and livid she wasn’t bringing him with her. he attacked her when she stood her ground and almost took it too far. this time, however, dixie fought back. there was no one that was going to stop her from achieving her dreams. she got hands on a knife and she stabbed him, just once to get him off of her and she would’ve been done with it, she swears. but he kept coming after her, so she kept stabbing and continued until he stopped. after that the details of the night were hazy. she left him there, washed the blood off of her, did a line or two and got ready for the premiere. when she came home, the police were already there and despite her self-defense argument, things didn’t look good for her. she got some help and the charges were reduced but she still had to do jail time. it was her boss at the club that helped her get into the wexley when she got out a few months before the outbreak started. 

         she’s been there ever since, trying to get back on her feet and pick up the pieces of the person she used to be. dixie is aware her brother is in the building but she has attempted to make any contact with him. she’s kept her head down for the most part and stayed away when he was around, though it’s been much harder to do now that he’s been coming around more. she is more than aware that the cat will need to come out of the bag soon, and she’s feeling like she might just be in a place to let it happen. perhaps even instigate it. as far as the future goes, dixie has no clue what to do with this new world she’s in and is taking it all one day at a time

Pre Outbreak Occupation: exotic dancer / aspiring actress  Previous Zombie Experience: not much, besides what broke into the wexley but for the most part she hid and didn’t emerge till she heard it was safe again. Marital Status: Widow Children: N/A Residence: Studio #607 Years residing at The Wexley: Pre Outbreak Resident for 3 months Connections: Beau Clary - Brother

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Santiago Muñoz has no immunity.

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Where: The Atrium When: April 8th, Morning

Morning rations were winding down and Atrium level of The Wexley had started to come to life as people began their days. @aggieturner has taken her place on her bench joined by @viesanders as the pair pick from their trays in comfortable silence while listening to @sarahshercohen pluck away at her guitar on another bench. @pxtitxrosx and @survivalxofxthexfittest (Emily) are cleaning up trays from rations and chatting with @hannahxinterrupted, Oscar and the other late comers @jonahfisher and @judahfisher who were still finishing up their meals. @romanxdrake and @jeremiah-rose are talking just outside the doors to the bar, wherein Abby Jenkins is already bickering at her husband bob while Tony lights up his first smoke of the morning out on the balcony. The morning is quiet, peaceful, and pleasant. Warm spring sunshine is streaming in through windows and spilling out through propped open doors and into the Atrium proper. At least until a dull, strange sort of thud ripples out from behind the bar's closed double doors, and an ear piercing scream...

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Where: The W When: April 8th, Morning

Were it not for the entertainment value of it all, Tony might have felt himself annoyed by the scolding Abby was giving her husband, but instead it ended up serving as a stand in for the soap operas he'd secretly watched in his spare time. Taking long pulls off the cigarette that dangled from between two fingers, he'd actually started to full on laugh out loud as Abby called Bob a 'penis wrinkle' when the sound was abruptly cut off by a sickeningly wet crunch.

Sprawled in a pile on the balcony was not only Tony's now broken body, but on top of that the limp body of Tobias Wexley Senior. Having dropped from seemingly the Penthouse balcony located many floors above the W's, his body had landed on top of Tony who's fingers still reflexively clung to his cigarette despite the choking death rattle of impact collapsed lungs.

Abby and Bob were struck dumb for a second by what had happened right before their eyes, trying to process exactly what it was they were seeing. Once it clicked in Bob sprang into action to try and help either man as best as he could, despite both being clear lost causes, and Abby, she started to scream. Bob, begging Tony to hold on, preparing himself to go for help, didn't notice the seemingly deceased Tobias' eyes opening milky white until it was far too late. Thankfully, Abby did, and pulled her husband back just in time to avoid him being bitten... but not herself. Instead of his teeth sinking into Bob's shoulder, they found purchase in Abby's ankle.

Once broken free from the building own's teeth, his bite turned to the still barely living body beneath him, tearing at Tony's flesh as Abby turned to glare at her husband even as he fretted over his bitten wife. There was no way she was going to die alone, for him! Instead, as he started to bend over to take a look at her ankle, Abby snatched up his arm and sank her teeth hard enough into it to break the skin. Her brain dying seizure started as Bob stared at his wife with incredulity, catching her even as his gaze dropped to the bleeding bite mark on his forearm.

Dropping her unceremoniously to the floor and leaving her there with a 'I should have left you years ago', Bob rushed for the door as his head started to swim. Falling unconscious up against the wood, what was once Abby was climbing to it's feet behind him, Tobias Sr remains dragging it's body to standing with one leg and one arm at disturbingly odd angles, while Tony 's broken form was using one still good arm to drag itself back into the bar and toward the door and the noise of the Atrium.

When @romanxdrake and @jeremiah-rose manage to get the bar's door shoved open, it was because Bob's body which had been holding it shut was now on it's feet and rushing the pair with sudden ferocity, followed by Abby, Tobias and the near comically slow pace of Tony dragging behind.

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Jeremiah will be bitten by Mr. Wexley who is killed by Roman

Aggie and Sher will be bitten by Bob who is killed by Eric

Emily, Charlie, and Jonah will be bitten by Abby who is killed by Oscar

Jeremiah will kill Tony.

Feel free to plot as you please, discord threads for group scenes is 100% fine as well. Unmentioned characters can be present and injured but not bitten.

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Congratulations, Kit! You've been accepted for the roles of The Jailbird and have 24 hours to send in your blog, and we cannot wait to write with you! Your discord links will be sent out asap! Please remember to check out the FAQ page for everything you need to know, and The Directory for your room assignment. You'll be tested for your immunity results, and the roll made for who will let your characters into the building! Then you can enjoy your two day stint in one of our luxury quarantine suites!

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date: april 3rd. location: third floor stairwell.

Not for a moment would they have figured their life would eventually lead to this point. They weren't a stranger to lurking, to ambushing, to doing the worst thing imaginable for the good of others—sometimes a better world meant someone with the best intentions had to get blood on their hands. And sometimes... sometimes it was simply a lot of blood.

No, the cover of shadow in the dim of this hallway was a friend to them, a place from which to observe and not be observed. Of course it had to be them, it couldn't have been anyone else she'd asked, no one who could dance with her and keep up with every step, every turn—and add a twirl to boot. Take me by surprise, she'd demanded of them, and all they'd done was give her the most wickedest of smirks, one she was all too familiar with, one that sealed their agreement and heralded the next phase of their million-phase plan.

It's the smell of her that announced her presence to them first, in a landscape of rot and decay, she smelled rich and vibrant, familiar, intoxicating as she always did; they shift, hugging deeper into the envelopment of darkness that kept them safe and hidden, eyes the only thing shining in the gloom of the unlit hallway.

Watching her, waiting for her—Sada Vang.

Sada passed him, and there was a flare in the pit of their stomach; mirth, smugness, a playful mix. You didn't see me. She didn't and that had been the purpose. It would've been so, so easy to reach out, run a finger down her back, wrap their arm around her waist, brush lips along her jaw and claim a victory in their endless, endless game. But that wasn't why they were both here today. Victory would come later. Today it was blood.

And so, as soon as Sada reached the top of the stairs leading down into the Atrium, they step out of the shadows and grab onto her shoulders. They move in close, chest pressed into her back, breath tickling her ear—a playful, teasing tone laced in their voice. "Good luck."

No sooner had the words left their mouth as they pushed her away from them; they watched her sail down the stairs, and as an apartment door opened behind them further into the third floor hallway, they let the shadows take them again.

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Hello Wexlities!

Tomorrow marks the end of our mid-season hiatus as well as the end of our second event, which was a raging success, if I do say so myself. Posting can resume as you please, starting off 12am on April 2nd and forward as normal. Event threads and pre-event threads can be continued to their conclusions or dropped for future plotting at player discretion. The admins have been cooking up the events of the second half of the season for some time, so we're excited finally start seeing the impact of the dominoes that we've set in motion over the coming months. Admins will also be working on the Season Two timeline, so please feel free to add the dates of important character events in the ic-timeline channel of the Discord as that will be immensely helpful. Any and everything, big, silly, notable, or of common knowledge would be perfect. Looking forward to all the drama to come!

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Where: Entire Atrium Level When: April 1st, 7pm

Dinner rations having been held early at 5pm-6pm for the entire building, the next hour was spent furiously setting up the tables that had already been previously set out for goodies. Every room off the Atrium and the Atrium itself are all strung with the Christmas lights and battery operated fairy lights, streamers hung from and across everything they could be, and balloons not only covering the floor to just bounce around as they please, but taped to the walls in random scattered patterns to fill the space. In the middle of the Atrium in the place where the Christmas tree had just been taken down stand a chair next to the piano which had been rolled out of the common room. The muffled sounds of music are already filtering out from seemingly every space, and the colour changing lights from The W's dance floor are spilling out from the open double doors. By 7pm, everything is set up and ready for the guests. Activities include:

The W:

@farew3lls Alice - Karaoke DJ

@ashton-ryder - Bartender (shots, simple cockails ie. Rum and coke, beers, coolers, ciders)

Bowls of Chips (Regular, Doritos, and Dill Pickle)

Bowl of Mixed Nuts

Large bowl of popcorn with scoop and paper bags

Dance Floor

Balcony

Atrium:

@sarahshercohen & @rhianwells - Musical Entertainment

Piano

Dance Floor

Photo Station with props and found polaroid camera

Bulletin board with pins for polaroid collage

Table with cake

@hannahxinterrupted's caricature portrait station

Rosie's Diner

@survivalxofxthexfittest Emily - Serving

Champagne and wine

Craft beers (limited one per resident)

Table absolutely covered in macaroons of every imaginable colour

Bowl of Mixed Nuts

Bowls of Chips (Regular, Doritos, and Dill Pickle)

Large bowl of popcorn with scoop and paper bags

Plates of peanut butter and jelly quarter sandwiches.

Cheese and cracker platters

Saltwater taffy plate

Games Room:

Video Game console and four (4) controllers and Rock Band/DDR set ups

Pool Table

Ping Pong Table

Chess/Checkers Tables

Game Tables (1 x Jenga, 1 x Uno)

Twister Mat

Common Room:

Ocean's Marathon on the TV

Calm space

Media Room:

Supervised by @farew3lls Maddie

Disney Movie Marathon

Ember's old Barbie Mansion and TUBS of barbies and accessories

About fifty of Ember's old stuffed animals.

One very large bin of clothes for dress up.

Bowls of M&M's, Jelly Beans, Chips, Popcorn and Macaroons.

Unlimited Soda from room's bar's soda gun.

Back room set up with kid friendly CD's and small dance floor

The Event will run until Friday, December 13th. There is NO thread pause, though we do ask for priority to be on event threads during the duration of the event. Event threads can commence as needed pas the conclusion of the event itself.

Have fun everyone, and don't forever to wish Mr. Wexley a happy birthday!

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Late into the evening on March 29th a window is broken in the Common Room. Madeline Higheagle is the first to notice. Investigating the shards of broken glass they find a radio and within moments of picking it up it shoots to life with static in her hand. A familiar voice jokes with Maddie to prepare for guests before providing instructions.

Several hours later a zipline has been constructed between the Wexley and a neighboring building, mostly thanks to the free climbing skills of the Wexley's head maid--who'd been MIA and presumed dead since the Winter supply runs. In Reality, Tamberlane Shelley had been preparing for a grand return.

She had been the one to instruct the ship-locked survivors to remain in the bay, intending to radio Ashton Ryder and inform him of the situation; Unknowing that his own radio equipment had been broken months prior.

Flying high across the city streets, Lane is only the first of many to cross into the Wexley using the zipline. Dozens of mismatched bags and duffels come one after the other, each carrying a small piece of the treasure Lane worked hard to gather before her return. Captain Eduardo and Chef Trey have made it back no worse for wear along with a friendly dog they picked up on the beach who's name tag reads Lady.

Supplies from the ship

Wheels of Cheese

Barrel of aged Whiskey

Bulk Coffee Roast

Bulk Teas

Bulk Pasta Sauce

Bulk Red Wine

Bulk White Wine

Bulk Saltwater Taffy

Bulk Honey

Medical Supplies from the ships' infirmary

Several Flares & Flare Gun

A Dozen Cuban Cigars

Supplies gathered from the Wexley Department Store

Over the counter meds & vitamins

Canned goods

Hygiene and beauty products

Mini Propane tanks

Deer Feed

Ghillie Suit

2 Crossbows & Bolts

1 Compound Bow & Arrows

???

Several blocks of C4 Explosives

Smoke bombs

What can be used for the party will and the rest will be added to the Wexley's medical supplies and food pantry.

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Mr Wexley's Birthday will be pushed back a few days to account for player sickness and holiday traveling. The current anticipated date for the event to begin is December 6th, a Friday.