#foresightintro

[radiomaggie]

(macarena achaga , 27, she+her) welcome to foresight inn [ MAGNOLIA ‘MAGGIE’ JOHNSON ] the [ twenty seven ] year old from [ aurora, colorado ]. they’ve joined us from the vegas safe zone, they were a [ civilian ] there and are working hard as a [ radio manager ] to fit in. we heard they’re [ optimistic & loyal ] but maybe more importantly they’re [ clumsy & credulous ]. we hope they’re fitting in at foresight and so far they’re said to be [ happy ] about their new home.  

I. BASICS

Name: Magnolia ‘Maggie’ Johnson

Age: twenty-seven years old

Date of Birth: 27 of May

Hometown: Aurora, Colorado

Occupation: Radio operator

+ traits: optimistic, loyal, determined

- traits: clumsy, credulous, naive

II. HISTORY

Born as the youngest of the two Johnson’s siblings, Maggie grew up alongside her older brother in a calm city in Colorado. Her parents had moved to The United States from Argentina before she was born, but their relationship didn’t have the happy ever after they dreamt with when they moved; Maggie’s mother went back to Argentina when she wasn’t older than three, becoming the job of her dad to raise her and her brother. Luckily, Nicholas Johnson took the job of being a good dad quite seriously; he gave both her and her brother Dylan a pretty happy childhood, with the help of his brother, Maggie’s uncle, who worked as the owner of a local radio. 

Maggie spent most of her time after school in the booth with him, where she learnt the ropes of what would later became her passion. She loved everything that working on a radio entailed: from picking the music, handling the equipment or talking as the host. By the time she was twelve, Maggie was already lending her uncle a hand in the technical part of it, and ended up hosting herself after her seventeenth birthday. When her uncle fell ill, short after she turnt twenty-one, no one questioned how she became the one in charge of the radio station. 

Maggie’s uncle died not too long after; a couple years later, her father followed suit. It was a sad moment for the Johnson brothers, but they weren’t allowed to drown in their grief for long, as the pandemic striked a couple of months later. Dylan always said that the old man knew what was coming, and died as to not slow them down. Maggie isn’t too sure about that.  For a while, they were okay. Since they didn’t live in a big city, they managed to fend for themselves by hunting food and staying clear of big populations. Maggie is not extremely physically fit nor particularly clever, which means that she survived mostly because of her brother, who knew how to use firearms and had the conviction to keep her safe. By the time resources finished in their city, they started heading West, after having heard from passing survivers was safer than where they were staying.  That is when things got out of control; After a couple of weeks travelling, an attack of infected forced Maggie and Dylan to lose each other. Not knowing where else to go, Maggie joined a group that she found in the road and followed them towards the Vegas’ safe zone, assuming that she would meet her brother there. Sadly, that wasn’t the case.

If Maggie continued to be able to survive, it was only because she was in a safe zone. Being fully aware of this, the young woman never believed she could do anything that was of use for the rest of the survivers. Her motto was to stay out of the way, to avoid being the cause of someone else’s demise. Maggie was definitely surprised upon finding that, actually, there was something she could help with; holding the communications with other safezones and survivors. Gladly taking the role of the one in charge of the radio, Maggie took the commitment to make up her lack of ability in other aspects of the survival and pour all her attention on the task at hand.

[hndyman]

(  keanu reeves ,  49 ,  he / him  )    ⸺      welcome to foresight inn  david lau ,  the  forty-nine  year old from  new washoe city ,  nevada .  they’ve been in foresight  since the beginning .  we thank them for their service as  head of building  and their personality as a  levelheaded & coordinated  person .  but beware ,  they’re also  inflexible & pushy .  they’re  neutral  to the joining of the vegas safe zone group .  we wish them the best .

━  STATS  :

NAME :   david 'ehu lau. NICKNAMES :   davie,  dave. GENDER :   cis male,  he / him . AGE :   forty - nine. D.O.B. :   november 6th . HEIGHT :   6′1". BIRTHPLACE :   pāhoa,  hawaii . SEXUALITY :   bisexual. ROLE :   head of building.

━  FAMILY  :

MOTHER :   noelani lau,  status unknown . FATHER :   edward dy,  status unknown. SIBLINGS :   kim lau  ( sister ),  missing. OTHER :   niece / nephew  ( tbd ).

━  BEFORE THE OUTBREAK  :

hawaii,  he now supposes,  is a place he’ll never see again.  he grew up there,  nourished by a big,  close - knit family that taught him above all else that the support of community would always far outweigh stubborn individualism.  it’s that,  he supposes again,  that has kept him alive thus far and will continue to do so for as long as he keeps his mind in the right place.

it was in the early ‘00s that he moved to the mainland,  up to texas and then eventually over to nevada,  following in the footsteps of his younger sister who had first moved the year prior.  there,  he began studying,  initially unsure what for  ━  but in the end,  to be an architect.  he developed a dream to design spaces with soul,  buildings that could benefit the community and be more than just blocks of concrete and brick.  by 2023,  he was well - accomplished and doing just that,  living comfortably on the money it made him.  it’s too bad it couldn’t have lasted.

━  AFTER THE OUTBREAK  :

it’s mostly a blur now,  and he’s grateful for that little mercy.  he remembers an emergency broadcast and calling his family in hawaii.  he remembers kicking straight into gear in a way he never knew he could.  he remembers driving to his sister’s house and picking her,  her husband,  and their child up,  telling them to pack the bare necessities as quickly as they could because they had to find somewhere safe and they had to do it now.  

well,  all that matters at this point is that they were there for the founding of foresight.  david stepped up to the task of managing the infrastructure and planning how to build onto it and keep their little haven safe,  and it may be a hell of a lot more pressure than his old architectural career,  but it’s far more important than anything he’s ever done before.  he’ll be damned if someone gets hurt because the outside wall wasn’t strong enough or the facilities weren’t kept in proper condition.

only a year in,  his sister and her husband made the choice to leave in the hopes of fetching and bringing back more family.  they were determined,  so nobody could stop them from going  ━  but at the very least,  they left their child with david,  maintaining the sense to know that it was the safest option for them.

his sister never came back,  and neither did her husband.

david has no impressions that they’re still alive,  and he hasn’t had much time to grieve over it.  there’s always a dozen other things to worry about that can be actively helped;  it’s grim perhaps,  but the busyness is a good distraction and when it comes down to it he knows he has people to take care of in the here and now.  the new arrivals from the vegas safe zone only add more to his roster of concerns,  between the risks they may pose and the need to make sure there’s enough room for them.

[12fractur3s]

(renee rapp, twenty-three, she/her) Welcome to Foresight Inn [ CORNELIA PALMER ] the [ TWENTY-FOUR ] year old from [ SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA ]. They’ve joined us from the Vegas Safe Zone, they were a [ CIVILIAN ] there and are working as a [ SCAVENGER ] to fit in. We heard they’re [ RESILIENT & LOYAL ] but maybe more importantly they’re [ UNPREDICTABLE & RIGID ]. We hope they’re fitting in at Foresight and so far they’re said to be [ HAPPY ] about their new home. (riley, 26, est, she/her)

Cornelia Palmer was born and raised in Santa Monica, California and lived there a majority of her life. She was handed practically everything on a silver platter at a young age, with her dad being a successful lawyer and her mother being a plastic surgeon. Wealth was found on both sides of her family with the many successes of those before her. She knew she wanted to become successful one day with a possible photography studio and long list of clientele. Though her dreams were barely lived before it all came to a halt.

Her parents were happily together at the time of the world ‘ending’. They wanted to be with Cornelia, but Cornelia had other plans. She took off with a few of her closest friends and her girlfriend at the time. They believed their plan to escape Santa Monica and head for Phoenix, Arizona would make things work, but it didn’t last.

She will never forget the day the world turned to shit. Her best friend Tia came over to her house to tell her something major. Cornelia knew something was off, but tried to refrain questioning anything until Tia revealed the truth. She was bit. One of her friends who made promises they would be each other’s ride or die til the end of time. This was truly the first time Cornelia ever cried in front of her friend, even though she’s been vulnerable with her. Tia assured her she would be fine dying to keep Cornelia alive. Cornelia hated this. This was someone she loved, and knowing she wouldn’t be standing with her through it ate her up. Tia requested one more thing before the infection took over her body and it was for Cornelia to sing to her one last time. She kept getting choked up at every word that fell from her lips, but she wanted to fulfill that request before leaving. This was also her first infected kill. A mercy kill.

All these newly turned adults in a small van was almost too much for everyone to handle. Everyone started to get on each other’s nerves. It was only a matter of time that this crew would not be stable and stick together. Two of Cornelia’s friends went off after multiple disagreements between the whole team. Later on in their travels, they were found turned. It was heartbreaking for Cornelia, but she didn’t show any emotion. She was raised not to feel like that, especially to people who made her feel disrespected. She shot them both down before the remaining three girls went back on the road to wherever. They lost sight of Phoenix after seeing how their former friend’s turned.

Before Cornelia saw the motifs on the way to Nevada in regards to some Safe Zone, she was hesitant with the things she saw in her travels. Is she going to find some kind of sanctuary? Or is this a real trap? She kept seeing signs with her friends and they found their way to the Vegas Safe Zone and she wasn’t fully sure how long it’s been since they’ve been on the road. It’s been at least a few years of driving around and finding disappointing, scary, threatening, mysterious groups along the way. Cornelia’s girlfriend ended up leaving her before finding Nevada due to her wanting to seek other things and not settle for something like that. It broke Cornelia’s heart a lot more than her two old friends, mostly because this was someone she has faced most of this world with. She always hoped they’d come back to her, and they could rekindle things.

Cornelia was with the VSZ for at least two years before they merged with Foresight. She has remained optimistic because of the nature of Foresight, though she knew the tensions would be high. She’s still a guarded soul and she doesn’t let down her guard as easily as she used to. She would love to see everyone get along with the merge, but she knows that is very 50/50.

Cornelia’s stats: Infected Kills: too many (over 230+) Human Kills: three Mental Health: struggling, but masks a lot.

(I know there’s lots of things that have not been fully fleshed out with her bio, but I wanted this up sooner. If you like what you see or don’t and want to possibly plot, feel free to send me a message here!! My plots list is open at the moment and I’ll update here with what connections/plots/plot buns are taken.)

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welcome to foresight inn [ mizhir barati ] the [ forty ] year old from [ detroit, michigan ]. he’s been in foresight for [ one year ]. we thank him for his service as [ a lookout ] and his personality as a [ cooperative & altruistic ] person. but beware, he’s also [ defensive & impressionable ]. he’s [ conflicted ] about the joining of the vegas safe zone group. we wish him the best.