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Parker Jessler

Don't mistake silence for weakness.

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a character in “Life: After Plague”, as played by Lucky

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Name: Parker "PJ" Jessler
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Orientation: Lesbian

Occupation: Special Forces
Personality: Reserved, guarded, loyal, personally reckless, independent, sarcastic, and hates to see others hurt. She pays close attention to detail, and feels most comfortable with a weapon in her hands and her face covered. Doesn't talk much about herself, but doesn't shy away from what her experiences have taught her. Doesn't even bat an eye at violence, but extensively avoids emotional talking.

Appearance: Parker wears her field uniform, only occasionally taking her jacket off, revealing her tan, tight t-shirt underneath. Her hair is dusty black, short and shaggy, enough that it'll be in her eyes if it gets wet. It typically sticks up in all directions like bedhead. Parker also still wears her dog tags.

Background: Parker grew up in the foster care system with her younger brother, Chance. He was two years younger than her. With each home they were shifted to, Parker did her best to protect her brother. She took the beatings and ridicule and bullies. That's first how she learned to fight, and for a while, everything was okay. Parker didn't have a lot of friends since the duo moved to a different house every eight months or so. When she turned fourteen, they were separated. Parker did her best to get back to him, stealing their files from their social worker, getting kicked out of homes and schools, hoping to at least be nearby for him. Chance managed to get mixed up in the wrong crowd by then. When Parker turned seventeen, she joined the Army, with a guardian signature, and planned on taking her brother back after her first tour. While she was in Basic Training, she received a letter that Chance had been shot in an armed robbery, he was the assailant.

She was never the same after that. Parker completely engrossed herself into the military, quickly gaining ranks and being recruited for Special Forces. Parker had just completed her mission and was stateside for three days when the plague hit. It didn't take long for her to demand to be put on active duty to help with order, but with people literally dying left and right, the military didn't have enough manpower to take control again. In three weeks, Parker found herself wandering the barren wasteland, devoid of civilization. In some ways, she was comfortable with this because it was a lot like being back on her missions. It saved her from having to readjust herself to civilian life, which she wasn't sure was possible.

So begins...

Parker Jessler's Story

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Parker "PJ" Jessler


Parker sighed as she glanced down at the middle aged man. His grubby beard and greasy shirt were brightened by the thick red draining down from the hole in his skull. PJ picked up the man's revolver off the ground, opening it and emptying the bullets. With that, she tossed the rusted piece of junk over her shoulder, storing the bullets in a pouch on the leg of her fatigue. If the guy had only listened when she told him to drop his weapon and didn't try to shoot her, this could have all been avoided. Although, the soldier didn't really care much that the first person she came across in a week had tried to kill her. It seemed to make interaction easier somehow.

Walking to the counter, Parker holstered her pistol and took her rifle off to free up her movements. It didn't take long before she was shoveling food and water into her pack in order to refill her supplies. The soldier moved quickly and efficiently through the store, keeping her motions as quiet as possible. When her pack was filled, PJ set it down and proceeded to grab the man's feet and drag him into the back. While she didn't flinch at killing him, she knew it probably wasn't best to leave his body laying around to decay. With expert work, she had him shoved into the back room, closing the door with a slight smile itching at the corner of her mouth, covered by the half faced mask she wore. As she approached the aisle that her pack was in, PJ could hear the front door to the store open, sending her immediately crouching and clutching her rifle as she listened. Her position was out of view of the front door, and silently, Parker moved to gain visual, keeping herself hidden. All her breathing was even, and her hands didn't shake. This was her domain.

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Will was in the middle of reading a book on the Egyptians he'd found when he heard something that mad his spine crawl; motors.
"Son of a bitch..." he quickly put his book haul into his duffel bag, grabbed his axe, and ran out of the store. He tried to follow the noise, but the now heavier bag gave him even more difficulty then he thought. After a few minutes though, he arrived at the source of the noise; the grocery store. At first, he thought maybe the truck in front of him was just Storm and Jude going on a joyride. That theory was squashed when two men, both armed, exited the truck along with a man in a leather jacket pulling up next to them.

Deciding to wait and see what happened, Will hid with baited breath as one of the men entered the store while one stayed behind with a rifle. Will couldn't see the other man which worried him. The man looked imposing and rugged, but Will had been wrong before. Thinking back, he decided to try and to talk to the man. "Well, I haven't been shot today. Why not go two for two?" he joked to himself as he took a deep breath and reached for his pistol, taking the magazine out and placing it in his pocket. If this man wasn't dangerous, Will didn't want to twitch and kill an innocent guy.

With another deep breath, Will jumped out of the corner he was hiding behind and pointed his gun at the stranger.

"Hey, guy. Are you friendly? Because I don't feel like getting shot today. I know you don't either. So, let's just both put our guns down and talk." Will shouted to the man, as he hoped this wouldn't end in blood.

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Parker had watched the interaction between everyone, and she had to admit, it was a miracle. So many people in one place, although the biker guy left to meet with his own group she presumed. The other three appeared to be grocery shopping themselves. Her instinctive distrust dissipated as she saw them conduct themselves in a very civilian matter. Throwing her pack over her shoulder, Parker steadied her rifle loosely in her hands. She saw the woman, and hastily lifted her weapon, eyes narrowing slightly. Although she was in her full fatigues and the bottom half of her face was covered with the black cloth, Parker cleared her throat.

"Do not call out to your friends. I have no intention of harming you, but if you're an enemy, you'll leave me no choice." That was the closest Parker could come to a hello. Her stiff posture and stern gaze faltered slightly as she stared at the woman. She was familiar somehow. Curiosity got the best of the soldier, and Parker asked with a bit of shame in her tone. "Name?"

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Storm looked over at this woman, army she presumed. Unwillingly, she stood straighter as if to try and gain at least a little power back as the woman looked like she'd kill with no hesitation. Of course, however much of a violent person Storm was, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with the gun the woman held in her hands. "Alright... Hello to you too..." She said suspiciously. "I would kinda like to know why you're so... Uptight? Is that the word? Or plain rude." She rubbed her head lightly.

"My name? Storm." She said simply. Her voice fell into a more gruff tone as she got angrier and angrier at the thought this woman had killed any survivors and was possibly going to kill her, too. Who would do such a thing? "And look, we're friendly, alright? You can put that piece of shit down. What's your name?"

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Parker's lips twitched slightly into a smirk that she'd vehemently deny if anyone pointed it out. This girl had spunk. Tilting her head slightly, Parker glanced down at her weapon before rolling her eyes. With a heavy sigh, Parker attempted to let the gun hang off of her shoulder by its strap. Either way, she couldn't stop her one hand from gently touching the rifle's familiar grip. Clearing her throat, Parker glanced around before slinging her pack off her shoulders and opening it, her gaze never leaving Storm. "Bassist... Rock band." Parker nodded before slowly taking the CD out from her bag. "Uh, yeah you have good music." She held out the worn CD case to the woman, and also a marker, glad her mask was on to hid the embarrassment she had. "...I'm not the only rude one." Parker muttered under her breath as she refused to make eye contact now. It had been a very long time since she'd had a proper conversation. "PJ... and, I'm not uptight." Parker huffed.

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Storm couldn't help but laugh when PJ took the CD and a marker pen out of her pack. "You have good taste!" She said, pretending to be arrogant before taking the CD cover and pen. It looked pretty worn out to be honest, but it gave Storm a strange sense of pride to know that someone else still remembered the band. "They're all dead now, I'm afraid." She sighed lightly, signing the CD case in a scruffy signature and putting the lid on the pen. "Jimmy, Brain and Jaime. All gone when everyone else died, too." She paused for a moment and cleared her throat before giving PJ back the case. She really didn't think anyone else remembered them.

"And you did come across kinda rude and uptight. You were holding a gun, PJ." Storm stopped and smiled. Something about this woman didn't seem as hostile as before. "There's a comic book store around here, y'know. And music place. If you're into that stuff I'll show you where they are. If not, have look yourself or stay with us."

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"I'm still holding a gun." Parker grumbled a bit, scoffing as she took the CD back into her hands. Glancing at the signature, PJ turned it over in her hands and could see the other band members there. "My unit listened to this all the time. Idiots thought it was good mood music for the missions." Parker shrugged before stuffing the case into her backpack and slinging it over her shoulder. "Music store." She nodded, readjusting her pack before holding her rifle ready again. Her posture straightened again despite the weight of her pack, and all of PJ's muscles tensed and tightened with practiced anticipation. With a blank expression, she nodded to Storm. Remembering that the girl had not so subtly suggested Parker try being a little less rude, the soldier cleared her throat uncomfortably.

"Uh, music store... please?" PJ kept her eyes trained ahead, chin up and alert.

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"Look, I'll just go tell the others where we're going so they don't get all huffy about it later. And thank you for learning some manners." Storm smiled polietly, still keeping the image at the back of her mind that this girl could have killed a survivor. She hid the anger quite well, and walked over to Jude. "'ey, Beatles Boy. There's this other chick who's appeared and we've had a chat and stuff. I'm just gonna show her a cool music shop I found." She grinned. "Come get us if you're leaving.", then returned to PJ.

"Okay, c'mon. Oh and I did tell them about you. You don't have a say in what I tell people, okay?" She sad with a slight edge to her voice. After being held at gun point rather rudely Storm wasn't going to be pushed around right now. Storm lead PJ for a few minutes, past various other shops. After reaching the shop she flung open the door and grinned, walking in.

"C'mon PJ."

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Parker scoffed at Storm's scolding, but followed the woman anyways. It wasn't that Parker necessarily disliked people, but she wasn't around many that didn't involve her needing to kill them. It was survival, and she was good at it. As they stepped into the shop, PJ scanned the rows of music. Her rifle was alert in her grip, and she stepped in a half crouch. Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the area, unable to mute her instincts to clear the room. Deciding not to fight the urge, she picked up her pace and did it quickly. "Clear." She mumbled more to herself from behind the register, allowing the grip on her weapon to relax. With a very monotoned voice, PJ felt the edges of a smirk beneath her mask.

"Would you like me to ring anything up?" Parker didn't know why she did it, considering it was her first attempt at a joke in a very long time. "Half price on all stock." Again, her voice was pretty blank.

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Although she'd rather not say anything, Storm couldn't help but chuckle at PJ's extremely uptight stance and the fact she called 'Clear' made it far harder for her not to laugh.
When PJ asked if she'd like her to "ring anything up", Storm chuckled and slowly walked over to PJ in a rather funny way and leaned on the desk. "I'd like sanity and some human dignity, please." Storm grinned at PJ, taking no notice of her slightly military ways of working. She guessed people had developed their own ways and she didn't want to interfere with that. She was the chick with the gun. "Though, PJ, maybe you should work on the Robo-Cop voice. Very monotone." She didn't expect much more. Storm herself wandered around the store absent minded-ly.

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"Though, PJ, maybe you should work on the Robo-Cop voice. Very monotone." After Storm said that and wandered around the store, Parker blushed slightly and scratched the back of her neck. Clearing her throat and attempting to regain her stoic composure, Parker began to search the shop as well. To be honest, she didn't even really listen to music. But the soldier found herself attracted to artists and albums she remembered her unit raving about before they'd blast the volume in the humvee. She picked up a Bon Jovi case, turning it over in her hands. Closing her eyes, she pulled out a wad of metal dog tags out from a pocket on her jacket. She felt the dented one, putting the other three back in her pocket. Turning the metal plate over in her fingers a few times, she opened the Bon Jovi CD case and placed the dogtag inside.

"We should leave. Reconvene with your friends." Parker's hard tone echoed in the store as she put the CD back on the rack. PJ held her rifle a little tighter and clenched her jaw, remembering the man that used to accompany that dogtag. Steeling herself, Parker shoved all the thoughts out of her mind and straightened up tall to give the store a good once over. "Area is still secure." Again, Parker spoke mainly to herself as some small form of reassurance.

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Storm had stopped, observing PJ for a moment, hoping she hadn't noticed her. She had pulled out dogtags, and seemed to somewhat slacken. When PJ had snapped out of it, Storm had quickly moved. "Um. Right. To find Will and Beatles Boy!!" She skipped back to the girl and tugged lightly on her arm light a child, pulling her a little to the door of the shop. "Come on..!" Storm felt as if she should say something. She didn't think it would help, or make any difference to the girl, but she felt as if she should say something.

"Hey... PJ... Y'know, I kind-of consider us weird buddies. Unless y'turn and shoot me, that is, but I'd rather y'didn't. So... I know you won't.. but ventin' is good for the system. If there's anything y'wanna get off of your chest, y'can talk to me. You're safe with me. Kinda." She scratched her head awkwardly. "You're safe with friends. More what I meant to say. Although you're the one with the gun and training." She laughed, brushing away her awkwardness.

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When Storm began tugging Parker to the door, PJ dumbly followed, unsure what was going on. But then Storm began talking, and Parker tilted her head as she tried to keep up with the bassist's words. It was strange for the soldier to see someone trying to... comfort? Yeah PJ would consider that's what Storm was trying to do. By the end of Storm's speech, PJ had to turn her face away, trying to cover up the involuntary chuckle with a cough. Her face turned back stoic after a second, and she lifted her gun up.

"I do have the gun, and I do have training." Parker stated dully, an eyebrow quirking. For the first time since she'd met Storm, PJ pulled her black mask down around her neck, taking the helmet off and running a hand through her messy hair. "We're weird buddies now? I don't know what that means. Or where you're going with this." PJ tilted her head now, her navy eyes furrowing in confusion. "But I... I don't mind being weird buddies. Uh, I'm Parker Jessler: US Special Forces for six years, military for nine." Pulling out the dogtags and holding them up, PJ shrugged. "As you can see, I'm running low on friends." She muttered, still clutching them in her hand. "I didn't talk to them much, but I still knew them. I know where they want to be laid to rest. I can't bury their bodies, but this is the best I can do. Alan loved music. Jackass used to wake me up with AC/DC in my ears. He'd like this place." She cleared her throat, not entirely sure why she told Storm that. Sighing, PJ smirked tiredly. "I take care of my comrades... my friends."

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"Well.. um.. Weird buddies.. Like.. this whole situation is fucked, but I thought you might need a friend. Nothing weird weird." She attempted to explain herself more simply. Considering that Parker had shared information with her, she felt as if she should do the same otherwise it'd be rude or unfair. "I'm St-... I'm.. Kelly. Kelly Hanson." Her name felt so foreign to her now, almost like she was speaking Parseltongue or Spanish. "I'm pretty boring." She sighed as she led Parker out of the store. "Grew up as a bit of a minority, some stuff happened... Kelly was pushed to the back and Storm appeared on the scene." She shrugged as she made her down the path. "My friends were good people. Now I've got you, 'Beatles Boy' and Will. Bit of a miss-match if I say so myself." She laughed, as she walked back down to the grocery store. "You seem pretty cool, PJ, minus all the military stuff. You remind me of anyone and everyone in CoD." She chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood. "CoD was a pretty good game apart from campers but, whatever, you probably never played it. Basically a war simulator."

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"Never needed a simulator." Parker shrugged, placing her helmet on top of her head, not pulling her mask up though. "But my recruiter said ladies love the uniform. I didn't know it became such a fashion trend." She cleared her throat, quirking and eyebrow in a bit of bemusement. "Storm and Kelly Hanson are also both pretty cool. I can't speak for your friends, but it's still my duty to protect the innocent." Parker stood a bit taller, trying to keep her authoritative military tone back into place. Without even casting a sideways glance, PJ tried to busy herself with keeping alert to anything that could be out of place. "It's my job to protect people like y-you. There are bad people out there who want to take advantage of the uh... c-current situation society has found itself in. And... And I need to protect people from them." So Parker had never really been the one to comfort people or try to communicate with them, but now that she didn't have anyone else to do that for her, PJ fumbled through her speech as best she could. And of course, her neck and ears had tinted red by the end. This is why she was a doer, not a talker. As they continued to walk, Parker did her best not to nervously scratch the back of her neck or look at Storm.

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"But my recruiter said ladies love the uniform. I didn't know it became such a fashion trend."
Storm couldn't help herself from acting on a strange thought that came through her mind. She stopped moving, stopping the other girl too and stood closer to PJ, making the most seductive face and pose she could, while still standing straight. "Yeah, I love a girl in uniform..." She stared for a few minutes and touched PJ's arm lightly, still attempting to be seductive.
After a few seconds she would back away laughing, and hope not to be tazed. "Oh, and don't worry, Parker, I can take care of myself. Jude's got a sword and Will's got a gun so you can put your guard down. We're pretty safe. You don't have to make any more awkward speeches." She continued to walk with Parker and realised they were almost to the groceries bit.

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Parker was blazing red now, especially from Storm's actions. The soldier kept her mouth firmly shut, her jaw clenched and flexed to the point that it began to ache. It might be cliche to say, but Parker knew she was always a bit... odd when it came to expressing any sort of reaction. So PJ ensured her gaze didn't vary from the grocery sign at the end of the hall directly in front of her, speeding up to reach the cart that was in the middle of the aisle. Without even glancing to the side, Parker pushed the stray cart out of their way quickly and holding her arm out in an awkward gesture. "After you." She mumbled under her breath, swallowing thickly as she vaguely attempted to remember manners that were taught to her long ago.

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Parker was blazing red now, especially from Storm's actions. The soldier kept her mouth firmly shut, her jaw clenched and flexed to the point that it began to ache. It might be cliche to say, but Parker knew she was always a bit... odd when it came to expressing any sort of reaction. So PJ ensured her gaze didn't vary from the grocery sign at the end of the hall directly in front of her, speeding up to reach the cart that was in the middle of the aisle. Without even glancing to the side, Parker pushed the stray cart out of their way quickly and holding her arm out in an awkward gesture. "After you." She mumbled under her breath, swallowing thickly as she vaguely attempted to remember manners that were taught to her long ago.

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"... Huh. You've improved from 'all-guns-blazing'. Good. Thanks." Storm went ahead, laughing at PJ's awkwardness. She did feel quite bad about it all, to be honest. Poor Parker was, to put into words, the 'butt' of all her jokes right now. They weren't malicious, but they sure as hell were funny. Storm noted her intense blushing. It wouldn't be too bad if I flirted with her some more, she thought. "C'mon, PJ..." She said in a sweetly seductive voice. She looked around a little, curious, but still focusing on trying to make Parker awkward. What if she's gay? Her mind prodded at Storm. So what? I'm bisexual.

Storm had taken a dislike to her mind after it started talking to her. It had only occurred after she was alone for so long.

She stayed quite close to PJ, touching her arm lightly at times. "Hey... PJ..." She leant on a wall, still quite close to PJ. "Do you think I'm pretty?" That sweet voice of her's seemed almost like velvet. Sexy velvet, if there is such a thing.

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