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Janice "Sharky" Fresco

If there's one thing I've learned from history, it's that no one ever learns.

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a character in “It's the End of the World As We Know It”, as played by Electric Pool

Description

Name: Janice Fresco

Nicknames: Jan, Sharky

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Appearance: Average height with a stocky build, medium blonde hair pulled back in a low ponytail, with jeans, cowboy boots, gloves, and a letter jacket as her usual attire. She’s got her sword in a scabbard on her belt, with her rifle and swim bag on her back. Janice usually just carries the baseball bat with her.

Sexuality: Meh.

Weapon(s): Carries a metal bat, as well as a sword and a rifle with a few boxes of bullets. Jan prefers the bat and the sword, but she is a pretty good shot with the rifle.

Skills: Great cook, competitive swimmer, good listener.

Family: She’s not sure if her parents are dead. If you count her team… yeah no.

Personality: Janice is an interesting case. People who see her in passing have described her as 'an enraged pretty gorilla threatening a lion.' People who have spent plenty of time with her have said that 'she's a nice girl, but do not piss her off unless you want to die.' Janice can only be patient for so long until she snaps.
So, anger issues aside, she's pretty caring. She acts kinda like a mom to all of her friends, even if they’re older than her. She’s not going to hesitate to rip you a new one, but at least it’s not because she hates you. Janice has a deep guilt about a lot of things, but she’s not a touchy-feely person. She won’t want to talk about it.

History: Janice has always been a country girl at heart. Lake house in Oklahoma, ten acres, with plenty of poison ivy and enough blackberries to stain hundreds of shirts. Her dad was a techie and a hunter, and her mom was a history teacher at the local high school. She grew up fairly uneventfully, learning to shoot at a young age. Her mom gave her an appreciation for history, as well as a well cooked meal. She joined the swim team after she figured out that running sucked. She was good enough that she could swim in college, and even made a couple of trials cuts. Nothing too crazy. Her parents were proud of her, of course. They wouldn’t be proud of her now, though…
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A breaststroking zombie is probably one of the most hilarious and terrifying things in the world. It's definitely not a legal breaststroke, but with the lack of human officials right now there's probably no one who cares. (That, and the pissed off zombie would probably eat the official's face off.)
It's strange, what you think of when you're in deep shit. Some people think about their family, others think about their God, and occasionally some think about how their asshole in-laws are going to get all of their money if they die. Janice would be damned if she said she didn't think of that stupid breaststroking zombie in a speedo.
She was at a swim meet when the first zombies popped up. The girls had written it all off as another doomsday hoax, and as captain she couldn't find a reason to convince the coach to cancel. Janice had just finished for the day, and she was more than ready to head back to the hotel and take a hot shower to work out the swims she'd swam today. After getting dressed, she'd went over to the concession stand, bought a yellow Gatorade, and headed back out on deck to cheer on some of her teammates. The 200 breaststroke had just started, and for some reason they weren't starting. There was only one person in the water, oddly enough, doing a worse stroke than some kid who'd just started swimming. It was so terrible, and the person was leaving chunks behind him.
Wait, chunks?!?
Then she heard the screams.
Janice stood still for a minute, then snagged her swim bag, and ran back to concessions. Grabbing as many bags of fruit snacks and candy bars as possible, she put them in her swim bag and sprinted out of the now-infected building. Since she'd came with the team, her car was currently sitting at home, and there was no way she was taking the gas guzzling charter bus back to the hotel. Her only option? The pool had a bicycle rack, and some stupid newb had forgotten to lock up their bicycle. Bad for them, good for Jan.
She took the bike and pedaled off, avoiding zombies as she went.
That was the last she saw of her team mates or her coach. Survival of the fittest, she guessed, but she still wishes she could have done something to help them. Janice doesn't want to lose anyone else to the hordes. She won't if she can help it.

Love Interest: Is love really appropriate at a time like this?

So begins...

Janice "Sharky" Fresco's Story

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Janice felt like she was going insane. She hadn't swam in god knows how long now, and the only exercise she was getting was fighting zombies. It was making her want to tear her hair out. Hell, she wasn't even getting that at the moment. Her left shoulder was giving her problems again, so Janice had done the smart thing and skipped out on raiding today. She'd already started pacing the halls, and was contemplating just going for a walk outside, when she remembered that that was a terrible idea, especially since her shoulder was hurting. Janice winced. She needed to take better care of it.
"I swear to God, this is the most boring place on Earth when there's no one here!" Janice groaned as she walked into the common room. "We need to get an air hockey table or something." She hadn't noticed Evelyn when she barged in.

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After a moment of nothing, Robin knocked much louder this time. She knew at least one person was in there. A quick look over her shoulders told Robin that nothing was coming up to her-yet. She tapped her foot impatiently, and began to twist her hair, a habbit she never seemed to break.

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Evelyn smiles very slightly at the sound of Janice's voice. She carefully sat up and turned to the girl who had just entered the room.
"Should I be concerned that you're talking to yourself?" she said with a slight glint of frivolity in her voice. She placed a marker in her book and stood up slowly.
"Wow it's getting more difficult to stand the more I blow up." she gives off a slight chuckle, "how do you think I feel, Jan, I'm here all the freaking time because I'm no good at anything in the field with a person inside me." Evelyn puts a hand on her stomach when she feels a kick.

Suddenly, a knock at the door. Evelyn looks to Janice with a confused expression.
"We're not expecting patrols back for another hour..." she walks slowly to the door, "can't be a deadie...they're too dumb to knock...patrol returned early maybe?" As she gets closer to the door, she looks back at Janice.
"Just...stay here, and cover me if anything happens..." Slowly, Evelyn opens the door so only her face can be seen behind it.

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Robin froze when the door open. Whoever it was, peered out at her so she could only see her face. The uneasy feeling settled in her stomach, and she took a wearily step back.
'Well....' Robin really had no idea what to say. She didn't think this far ahead. Perhaps she'd just start with a name? 'I'm...Robin....'

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"Hey, just be glad I'm not talking to someone else. That's when you should start worrying," Janice chuckled. She felt bad about her earlier remark. She hadn't really thought about the fact that Evelyn was here, day in and out with her kid... Next time she went out Janice would make sure to find her a book or some sweets or something. "You're not useless. It's kinda nice having a greeter. Makes it homey."

The knock made Janice jump, which made her wince. Bad idea. Still hurts. "I'll do my best. Still got one good arm." Janice moved closer to the door, getting mentally prepared for the worst. The voice made her a little bit curious, and a bit of something else. A cross between worried and nervous, maybe? Whoever it was prolly needed a place to stay...

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'Umm...' Robin stammered. She really hadn't planned this far. And she didn't even know if these people would help her. Yet, she supposed, they did answer the door without trying to attack her. 'I need supplies...' She said finally. I've been out here for three days and I can't find anything.' Behind her back, Robin crossed her fingers. Hopefully they would help her.

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As leery as she was, Janice was all for letting the girl in. She didn't trust her... but it did take a lot for her to trust these days. "Well, Eve? You're the one at the door; what d'you think?" she murmured to the other woman. "Do I need to go get something, or what?"

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Robin raised her hand. 'Hey, look I just need a few things of water and some food.' She didn't want them thinking Robin wanted more than that. 'Nothing else, I swear.'

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#, as written by Miyer
Christy sat in a distant tree, rifle aimed on the 4 people by the door of the military bass. She was kind of pissed off if she was honest, these people had managed to get into one of the few remaining safe houses in the country and now Christy was out of options. She could do what that short brown haired girl had done but at the risk of being killed she wasn't going to do it. Her only chance was to stake out and wait for the group to leave, and they would have to soon with the one women being so heavily pregnant.
She saw a man join the group, probably out scavenging for supplies, as they all gather in the doorway talking to this girl. Where they crazy? They were all out in the open waiting to be attacked, Christy could of taken out 2 of them already before the other 2 noticed and by then it would be to late. These people weren't taking this end of the world thing very seriously.
She scanned the clearing again, looking for any walkers, she knew they would gather her soon with this many people living in the safe house which meant she wouldn't really be able to use it after they all left.
She heard the faint sound of moaning and in instinct took aim and fired, hitting the walker straight in the head, instant kill... Stupidly she forgot the silencer and the shot rang out, not enough to draw to many more walkers but enough to draw the attention of the 4 to her direction, she doubted any of them could see her.

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#, as written by Miyer
Quickly attaching her silencer and cursing up a storm at her own stupidity, Christy began to shoot at the walkers who had wp heard the gun shot.
'Im an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot." Was the only thing going through her mind as she took shot after shot, not allowing any of the walkers close to the military base, I mean after drawing them here she couldn't exactly abandon these people, she had honour and she was not going to just leave.
She took down about 10, their corpses now littering the clearing around the base. Doing I quick scan for anymore zombies she held her breath for about 5 minutes, waiting and listening intently for any sound of them, when she through it was all clear she turned towards the little crowd of 4 who had been able to locate her while she was taking down the zombies.
Sighing she dropped down and approached the group, was had to at least apologise for being such a idiot.

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After that initial gunshot, India couldn't hear any more. Maybe the fighting had stopped? "Now, where did that sound come from.." she was sure it was somewhere close by or else she wouldn't have heard it that clearly. She had to get on higher ground to see more clearly. Luckily there was an abandoned old truck nearby. With little effort she managed to climb on the wind shield of the truck. The glass was cracked and before it could give way she jumped onto the hood of the truck. It made an awful croaking noise and she cursed herself. Hopefully there was no walker within 20 foot radius...

With the sun setting, India couldn't see too far ahead. So she waited. For anything, a movement, a sound. She didn't have to wait for too long. There were a couple of walkers all shuffling to the same direction. There had to be something there, she imagined. Carefully, she climbed down the truck. This time not making any more noises than necessary. She quietly sneaked behind the two walkers. They lead to a small clearing. India could now hear faint sounds of something... She couldn't place the noise into anything she knew so she stayed hidden.

And there it was! India saw the silhouette of another person. It looked like a woman, India couldn't be sure though. She tried to get around the place so she could get a clearer view. It was definitely a woman and it appeared that India had made the right decision, because behind the woman was a shelter. It looked like a freaking fortress compared to the last place India had stayed in.

The woman had already cleared the area from walkers, she now seemed to wait for more. India waited cautiously, if she made a move now, there was a big chance she would be shot before getting a word out. After a few minutes it seemed the woman was satisfied, because she turned around and walked towards the shelter. India only now noticed that there were other people in front of it. Maybe they would be willing to take her in for the night. She didn't want to seem like she had any ulterior motives, so it would probably be better for her if she made her presence known sooner, rather than later.

"Let's hope they're craving for canned beans.." She muttered. That was all she had to offer them at the moment, besides her loyalty of course. She walked towards the clearing in front of the shelter, her shoulders straight and her head held high. There was no mistaking her for a walker. Most walkers couldn't even walk straight. She didn't want to shout to get heard so she whistled. That had to get their attention.

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Christy turned round when she heard the whistle and grinned at the women now walking out of the forests behind her, the group of 4 had run back into the house. "Guess you heard my gun shot? Real noob move." She commented, she hated it when she did something so amuture.
"Names Christy, Your also here for the shelter? Well if you tell me your name maybe we can approach it together, cause I am pretty scared that they will shot me if I get any closer by myself." She was joking about the shooting of course, but she really did want the women to be there next to her when she had to knock on that door, as she hated facing embarrassment alone and what she and just done was pretty damn embarressing.

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Suri went over to the door. The small five year old was shaking in her boots. Literally. She was dressed in a kelly and lime green striped sweater, a jean skirt, and little cow girl boots. "W-who are you?" She looked at Robin, and then whimpered. Suri grabbed the nearest hand, which was Evelyn's.

Knox and Ryker had decided to take the last patrol of the day. "Gee, ain't this something?" said Ryker. Knox sighed and looked at his brother. "What the Hell does that mean, Ry?" "I'd never thought we'd be looking out for zombies... walkers, whatever. I thought the end of us would be a meteor, a mass effect tidal wave, damn, even the chinese." "You fucking love 'Red Dawn', dontcha?" "It was the third remake, they couldn't have made it any worse." They both chuckled. "What day is it?" "I don't know. I think we're somewhere in fall or winter... Almost your birthday, Knox." "Damn... twenty-six on the twenty-fifth. Ha! It rhymes!" "Shut up, Doctor Seuss. I hear something..." "I got your six baby bro."

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Robin frowned. They even had little kids here? She was a cutie, Robin had to give her that. She bent down, getting eye level to the child. 'I'm Robin. Nice to meet you.' Panicky she may be, the teen wouldn't want to scare a child.

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Suri chewed on her finger on her unoccupied hand just a little before replying. "I'm Suri Simmons." She mumbled out. Suri shuffled her feet a little. "Have you seen my sister? She's seven and her name is Marney..."

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Robin compressed letting out a string of awwws. Suri was adorable. 'No. I'm sorry sweetie, I haven't.' In fact, Robin hadn't seen another living human up till now. The last person she saw before these guys was her father, and that was a little over a week ago.

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Christy smiled at the other women, it was good to joke around after fighting for her life for so long. "Don't know, hopefully after all they let this other girl in but you never know." She commented as hey approached the settlement, "It's a military safe house, so they guys have really got a good hideout, it was the place I was actually aiming for but they got her first I guess."
Her and India approached the door, and taking a deep breath she gave the door three hard knocks. "Please god let them open the door!" Christy said silently, sending a pray out to whatever god was still watching over this world.

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Knox growled. "Damn, Ry! Just a squirrel. Lets go back." They walked for a while and saw the two women. Ryker coughed. "Hey, you girls looking for someone?" Knox elbowed his brother. "Ry, hasn't anybody taught you manners?" "They ain't important nowadays." He snorted. "Sorry for my little brother. He needs more instructional criticism. Any way, what is it that you're here for, madams?"

Suri sighed. "Oh. Okay. I hope she comes around. I think it's my Daddies birthday, almost. He said he'd do anything for her to come back. I miss her too." Suri smiled lightly at the newcomer. There was a light shimmer of hope in her eyes that had dulled, but it was still shining.

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'Your daddy?' Robin hoped this girl had a good father, one that cared for her. She was so tiny, and couldn't be older than five in Robin's eyes. 'Well, I'm sure you'll find her. Family always finds each other.' She smiled at the girl, enjoying the company Robin didn't know she missed.

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#, as written by Miyer
"Take a wild guess sugar." Christy said before nearly facepalming, not a time to joke Christy! "Ah, sorry, not the time for joking. Look I'm here to apologise for the amature move with the gun silencer and I was wondering if you would let me and my friend here in. We kind of dont have anywhere to go and were wondering if you had space in there for 2 more. As you can see with those walkers I can take care of myself and its always useful to have a few more gunners on a team with a pregnant women." Christy gave her most charming smile, as placed her gun back into her bag as a sign of peace.
She needed sleep, and so did India from the looks of it and she wasn't going to let flashing her gun around get in the way of her and a bed.

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As Chad answered the door, Janice watched Robin talking to Suri. "Yeah, we're like one big family over here. We're pretty good about taking people in, if ya need to stay." Janice grinned, but thought for a minute. How many more people could they take in? Before they had to start saying no?

It wouldn't come to that. Right?

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Stay? Did they just invite her to stay? 'Wait-no, no, no...I don't wanna stay.' Family or not, Robin preferred to stay alone. But then again, the people seemed really nice. Robin put a hand to her head, a headache starting to form. After speaking to them, she realized that she missed talking to others, after all, her pistol didn't hold a conversation. All in all she wouldn't have a problem staying, but she didn't know who else was here. Men like her father could be here, and Robin really didn't want to face that again.

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Knox sighed and smiled. "Sure. Make yourself comfortable... and be careful with you mouth, uh... What did you say your name was, missy?" He looked them over. He saw that sleep was probably their main priority. Ryker, though, snickered. "Really, Knox? You're gonna approve of this? Do you remembered what happened to Marney?" "Ryker, don't you dare talk about my daughter in a situation like this. It wasn't my fault. Wasn't anybodies..." Knox looked at India. "No bites or anything, correct?" He started to walk in the compound with Ryker tailing behind.

Suri grinned. "Thanks, Robin! But, um, she didn't leave. Marney was taken." She frowned. "Daddy was upset, he said if only my mommy was here, she'd keep us all in check."

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India was a bit confused by the mixed welcome they got. The guy opening the door didn't look that happy to see them and it didn't really help that Christy was being sassy to him. Not that she could blame her, India had said some dumb stuff her entire life. "Yes, I am India and this is Christy. Look I get that you're cautious but we can help around. I even have some canned food with me..", maybe those canned beans would help her after all.

She turned around to the two guys who had appeared just as they were waiting. "We were just hoping we could stay. For the night at least..." she smiled prettily, it was always better to appear charming than not.

"I promise, we won't cause you any troubles.", India continued while looking back and forth between the two guys and the people behind the door.

It appeared that they had some bad experiences with people before. "No bites, honestly." India said holding up her hands. "You can check if you like."