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Virgis Finn

"Ugh. Boring. Boring is worse than a hangover."

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a character in “Quarantined: The Beginning”, as played by Waterboyr

Description

GENERAL INFO
Full Name: Virgis Finn
Preferred Name: V or Virgis
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Date:
Age: 15
Sexuality:
Blood Type: O

APPEARANCE
Height: 5' 8"
Distinguishing Marks: n/a

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Fratty clothes, not sporty. Maybe even like in the picture. Every other feature is like picture.

PERSONALITY

Well he loves to party obviously. He us bubbly and overall nice and is always looking for something to do. His grades are average so he's not a nerd. He's not sporty and is not a dumb jock or weird kid or a player or a bad boy or a loner or anything. He's like a party fun guy who is all about making friends, going crazy, and letting go. He sometimes gets angry when people think he is stupid or dumb or even mean because he likes to have fun and party. Usually he's pretty nice though and is looking for a great time in every instance, even the worst.
Virgis is one of the most outgoing people you will ever meet. He instantly acts comfortable around everyone and tries to be their friend. Though people who are jerks or buzz kills he instantly avoids because they aren't fun to him. He even can act hostile to them because he doesn't see the point of being nice to people like that. On the other hand, if your a good friend with Virgis, he will always try to get you to do something fun, crazy, or amazing. He will always try to cheer you up, stay positive, and defend you loyally. So to sum it all up Virgis is a crazy partier who hates stupid people and is a great friend. You should see some of the parties he's thrown though... He has that charisma that charms people into liking him.


Role: The Partier
Skills: Social Skills, Talking, Manipulation, has shot a gun but only a pistol, Has good Leadership, and is good at keeping positive and moving forward


HISTORY
Relationship Status: n/a
Family and Friends: Lots of friends, all types of people, nerdy to sporty. He isn't extremely popular but loves to have a good time and sometimes when things are intense or fun he lets go too much, and can get wild. Pair that with blood type O, and well things get interesting.
Known Languages: English

brief history just to expand your character a bit

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So begins...

Virgis Finn's Story

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Character Portrait: Carter Weeks Character Portrait: Tallia Jarish Character Portrait: Oliver James Character Portrait: Edward A. Wartheimer Character Portrait: Genevieve Jarish Character Portrait: Virgis Finn Character Portrait: Delaney J. Ren
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The mornings were always easier on Carter. Every morning he was able to escape his reality for about an hour and be someone completely different, completely free from his life. Well, perhaps not completely free. The reason mornings were so easy for Carter was because every morning, Carter would wake up at least an hour and a half before anyone else in his house and he'd get ready for his typical morning ritual. He'd wake up before the sun was creeping over the horizon and he'd slip on his Nike's, a pair of sweats and a hoodie. He'd then tip toe his way down the stairs and out the back door that led out to the backyard from the kitchen. He hated using that front door, it was so heavy and big, all it ever did was groan loudly when someone pulled it open. This had become a ritual for Carter ever since he turned 19. He thought for sure his dad would teach him how to drive but he's never been more wrong. The Weeks may have been capable financially but even the richest of the rich weren't able to drive around leisurely like they might have been able to years ago. Daniel Weeks knew that driving was just simply out of the question for this family. So instead, he ran. Carter ran until his body nearly gave out under him, until the muscles in his legs twitched and his feet ached.

Carter wasn't the most healthy guy, mentally speaking that is. He suffered from a crippling depression and anxiety that destroyed him. So that's why he ran. He ran because it was the safest and healthiest outlet for him. He knew that if he didn't have a good way to let loose, he'd let loose on himself and others. Carter had a blindness to him when he was in a rage. The worst about it all was that it probably scared him more than it scared others. He never knew exactly when he would snap but he was terrified of the things he'd be capable of if he did. He knew his family watched over him and their shoulders for the day that Carter let loose and that saddened him. He didn't want his family to be scared by him, so he ran to let out any bottled up feelings that possessed him.

Step after step, foot in front of the other. Carter liked the way that running felt to him. The way his heartbeat slowed down, the way his body felt in sync with the rest of him, the way the wind caught his hair the way his breath slowly escaped his lungs, the calming serenity that came with running was the reason he felt okay most days. Blocks away from home, the dark still following him through the streets, the rain started to pour down. Soaked from head to toe, Carter just kept moving. With every step he took, thunder rolled. Every now and then a bolt of lightning lit up his path back home. He loved running with nothing else but the sound of nature nibbling on his ears.

Carter turned a few corners and started making his way back home. He looked at his watch which indicated he'd need to get home soon if he wanted to be showered and ready for the day before anyone else in his house got up. He sprinted the last mile to his block, then slowed down to a jog so his body could adjust. He rounded the corner of his house to the backyard, climbing the stairs to the back porch. He peeled off his wet layers, leaving him in boxer briefs. He pushed through the quiet kitchen door, B-lining to the laundry room where he plopped his wet clothes in the hamper, and made his way up to his room. He pushed the door closed behind him and locked it, before leaning against it and taking a few couple of breaths. That had been a good run, he could feel it in his bones, in the twitches of his muscle. He peeled off his briefs and stepped into the shower, heating the water as hot as he could manage. A warm shower would be necessary after a cold rain like that, to keep from getting sick.

Dressed in dark khakis, a blue button down and a pair Sperry's, Carter made his way down to the kitchen. There was 15 minutes until everyone would be up and Carter wanted to enjoy his last few minutes of serenity. He poured himself a cup of apple juice and made himself a bowl of yogurt with granola oats and fruit. He sat down to slowly eat while the world around him slowly woke up.

There was a faint ringing in Carter's ears that drowned out the sound of the chaos that began to occur around him. His mother would be running around, tights up one leg and half way down the other, two different types of shoes on her feet, her hair running wild as she looked for her paperwork for the plethora of properties that needed to be documented and sold. His father would be slowly waking up, slowly making himself and any who wanted a cup of coffee, and his sister as always would walk around the room complaining about the way life is unfair towards her and only her. Carter drowned these moments out, they were routine. These moments defined Deja Vu. He kept to his own while the world slowly escaped its fantasy and entered Carter's reality.

The ringing was gone and Carter was suddenly tossed back into a world he hated being in. He could hear his father sipping on his coffee muttering that the Network had been down last night and that it was probably due to some bugs. Daniel Weeks remembers when the Network was first being used, glitches and bugs left and right. Riley, his sister, complained that she was able to talk to Seth last night because of the outage. Sydney Weeks grumbled and moaned about the Big Brother Network and the possibility of them finally having shut down because they realized they can't run other people's lives. Carter scoffed without realizing. The Weeks, in unison, looked at the dazed boy. "So it lives," his mother joked. Carter smiled his charming smile as he came to, "Time to get you guys out huh? Let's go." The Weeks each grabbed their belongings, kissed each other goodbye for now and went on their way.

Riley and Carter climbed on the bus as it stopped in front of them and took their usual seats. Carter with Ed and their friends, Riley with a few freshmen who laughed too loudly at 7:30. The rain had only intensified from earlier that morning and the winds had begun picking up, rocking the bus. A paranoid and anxious Carter kept his eyes moving to the sites outside. The sky darkened and before anyone knew it the hail pellets were the size of golf balls, breaking through everything. The bus jolted to a violent stop and everyone's neck snapped back and forth. A couple of heads smacked against the seats and other then a few mutters, the bus was unusually silent. Carter stretched his neck out to see what was going on. Unsatisfied with the view he stood to ask what was going on. Before he could utter a word, his life slipped out from underneath him and the bus lurched forward, sending Carter to the front, all the way from the back. The bus cracked and groaned just as Carter did. He landed on the side of the bus, he noticed it was almost upside down before his vision went completely black and he passed out. The last thing he saw was his baby sister being thrown out the bus' front windshield and a black sky that was sure to swallow everyone up.

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Character Portrait: Carter Weeks Character Portrait: Tallia Jarish Character Portrait: Oliver James Character Portrait: Edward A. Wartheimer Character Portrait: Genevieve Jarish Character Portrait: Virgis Finn Character Portrait: Delaney J. Ren Character Portrait: Adrien "Surgeon" Serne
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Tallia Jarish
Day One
7:30 AM



“Underground, the stars are legend.”

Tallia's eyes read the sentence for what had to be the eightieth time. She couldn't help it, really. Incarceron was one of her favorite books. She had been up for a while now. Maybe two hours. It wasn't unusual, to be honest. She had a habit of not finishing her homework because she was too busy reading the night before. So, she would get up around five in the morning to complete said homework. However, she would finish early and get distracted by whatever book was sitting closest to her on the bookshelf. She didn't really consider it her fault; books were just too distracting for their own good.

The book that happened to be closest to her was Incarceron by Catherine Fisher. A steampunk-styled book. The concept, the characters, the literary structure... It was all much too beautiful to simply ignore. She had already written about it on her blog: The BookCaterpillar. There were many people that read her blog, but she knew very few of them. Tallia sighed as she turned the page. Her eyes eventually drifted up to her tablet, which was propped up against the wall. She gasped when she noticed the time and put her book down.

It only took her about five minutes to get ready. She simply brushed her hair and always pulled it back-having it in her face would be too distracting- and threw on whatever clothes she saw her closet. Keeping in mind the weather forecast, she yanked on a baby blue wool sweater and grabbed her jacket. She slung her messenger bag over her shoulder, stuffing Incarceron and a few other books into it. Her hands naturally gripped her tablet, slipping it between two notebooks. She had gone through the same routine every morning since sixth grade. She rushed down the stairs, landing at the bottom floor with a thump.

One piece of toast and a glass of orange juice later, she and her sister were out the door and on the bus. She settled into her seat, taking out her book and putting her headphones on. She drowned herself in the world of the written word and the Eagles. Then without warning, her head was jerked back. The bus spun as she braced herself for the inevitable. Her sister eventually ended up almost crushing her and Tallia breathed in heavily. Her arm stung and she was pretty sure she had cut on something, but her attention wasn't focused on herself. The accident was still processing in her mind as she asked her sister, "You alright, Jen?"

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Virgis woke up groaning at 6:00 A.M. He smacked his hand on his dresser and a lamp fell off it, as he looked for the snooze button. Finally, he rolled out of bed and unplugged his alarm. He hated alarms, because he can't ever have an excuse to be late for school. He was up until 2 because a new club opened in town and he and some friends snuck in. he sighed as he put on a shirt, looking back on all the fun things they did last night. He heard his parents fighting, yelling at each other over everything. He blocked it out and got in the shower. In the shower he couldn't hear anything and lost track of time, just tuning the world out. The next thing he knew it was 7:00. He quickly opened the shower door and slipped and fell out, and quickly got up, brushed his teeth and hair, got dressed, brushed hair again, slipped again, and ran down the stairs. He ignored his mom crying because he couldn't do anything about that, or else he'd be yelled at. He turned the t.v. up loudly and got out some cheerios. Cheerios always cheered him up. Heh, cheerios... Cheer... He laughed at his own jokes and realized he'd been eating for 10 minutes and only got 3 bites. He tried to quickly snarf it all down. He watched some recorded television, even though most people used their tablets. He preferred old fashion television. He wore a red and green striped plaid Flannel button up shirt with and light brown cargo shorts. He looked at his tablet, which still wasn't working. He really wanted to post his milk moustache on social media but he couldn't since the network was down. Well, he just hoped it would get working soon.

He put away his cheerios and sighed as his father slammed the door and drove away. His mother went into their room crying and Virgis sighed. He was tired of this routine, every day, every night. People wonder why he parties so much, but it's not like he can tell them it's because his father is having an affair and is always drunk and yelling at him and his mom. So he just parties. He doesn't do sports or study all day. That'd take active parents or quiet parents. He doesn't have either. So he goes out with friends. He forgets everything about his life, grabs some friends, and does crazy things, dangerous things, and fun things. Virgis knows every awesome place in the town and even out of the town. He knows lots of the alcohol stashes, best clubs, and places to party. He's in on the all the places and times people meet and is at all of them. If he never has to be home it's like home isn't a problem, so he never is. Then every Thursday he rushes to the library to cram out all of his last minute homework he neglected to do. That is his life. Oh and then there's school.

Virgis gets on his shoes and rushes out the door to the bus stop. He stands there and realizes he forgot his backpack. he runs back inside and gets it and runs back out just as the bus stops. He hops on in and goes to sit down in the middle of the bus. Some people are talking about the crazy club last night. Virgis joins in on talking about it, laughing loudly. They had a lot of fun, danced a lot, and did some ridiculous things. As everyone was talking Virgis noticed the crazy hail. It was hitting hard. He'd heard of some freak storms with big hail, that could even break windows, but he never had experienced something like that.

Virgis neglected to notice that it got worse as he went back to talking. He was so into talking about last night he didn't even feel the jerk. The world just went black. He woke up laying in what he thought was the row, but then he saw the bus was turned over. He had a terrible headache and his ear was bleeding. Everyone around him was screaming and Virgis was struggling to get up. He somehow managed to pull himself up, which was actually easier than getting out of his bed. He ached everywhere, and then he saw a body outside. He gagged and looked away. then he saw Carter pinned and yelling for help.

Virgis wasn't too strong but he thought he might be able to help, considering Carter really did need it. Virgis stumbled over to Carter and said, "Okay I'll help you get out! Push on three!"
Virgis grips the seat, bending down. "One... Two... Three!"
Virgis pushes with all his might, trying to get the seat off.

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Character Portrait: Carter Weeks Character Portrait: Tallia Jarish Character Portrait: Oliver James Character Portrait: Edward A. Wartheimer Character Portrait: Genevieve Jarish Character Portrait: Virgis Finn Character Portrait: Delaney J. Ren Character Portrait: Adrien "Surgeon" Serne
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Tallia Jarish
Day One



It took Tallia a few minute realize that her sister was unconscious. Alive, but unconscious. Olivier eventually made it over to them and he picked Genevieve up. “C'mon, Tal, we gotta move,” he said and Tallia nodded.

She kept her messenger bag close to her and avoided looking at other people's faces. She breathed through her mouth, knowing that she would vomit if she smelled the scents in the bus. They had to get out of here. She had read about this situation many times before. Escape crash. Find shelter. Survive. It seemed so surreal now. Her heart pounded in her chest as she avoided stepping on a limp hand. She squeezed her eyes shut for a second before choosing to focus on Ollie.

She kept her gaze on her hands, ignoring the pain blossoming in her arms. Blood slipped down her fingers and dropped onto the bus ceiling. She managed to block out the rest of the noise in the bus as she directed her attention to the slow drip, drop of the blood. The entire world spun and she knew she would probably pass out soon. Snapping herself out of her stupor, Tallia made her way to the front of the bus. She wished she could have help Carter, but there was something she needed first. Her hands gripped the first aid kit and she stuffed it in her bag. Then, she attempted to help get the chair off of Carter. She ignored the strain it caused on her arms, which were still bleeding. She pulled off her sweater, leaving her in a tanktop, and wrapped the sweater around the wounded area.

"We're going to get you out of here," she told Carter, her voice sounding much calmer than she felt.

To keep herself calm as she tried to force the chair off of Carter withVirgis' help, she recited a poem in her head:
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


Virgis and Tallia finally managed to get the chair off of Carter. She looked at the people nearest to her, "Maybe we could use the chair to break the door. Try to get out that way?"



The Poem is the Jabberwocky from Lewis Carrol's Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There.

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The bus groaned underneath everyone as each one picked themselves up and helped someone else. With every step, the bus would creek. They needed to get themselves to safety otherwise they'd all end up hurt, or worse. Carter's eyes continued to frantically search for the help that didn't seem to ever arrive.

He groaned and turned, trying to slip out from underneath the chair. Seconds later, the help he wanted came. A guy he knew to be Virgil? Virgin? V-something and a girl, Tallia, came over and looked him in the eyes. "I'll help you out. Push on three." With profound desperation in his eyes, Carter nodded and on the count of three, Carter pushed with everything he had in him, yelling as loudly as he could while he pushed.

With a great heave on both sides, the chair slowly moved off his body. Carter laid on the ground for a quick second, trying to hold onto that last breath that nearly escapes him. "Thank you. Thank you." He breathlessly cried. He propped himself up and creeped through the broken windshield to the girl who laid broken on the ground. He was getting beat by hail but he didn't really care. He needed to see who the girl was. He couldn't see his sister inside the bus.

The panic came back, invading his gut. He could feel an emptiness deep inside his stomach. There were tears on his cheeks before he even reached the girl. Her dirty blonde hair out of her face and that last breath that he was hidden somewhere in his lungs escaped quickly. Carter began hyperventilating and screaming, "No. No. Please God, no." Carter couldn't seem to catch his breath but his knees grew weak and he fell to the ground. The girls face was scratched and broken. Her cheek swollen from where her face smacked the pavement.

Carter's hand shook violently as he reached out to grab her. He cried as he pulled her body onto her legs. "I'm so sorry. Riles I'm sorry." He whispered to the lifeless girl. The hail pellets grew more aggressive. If Carter didn't move into shelter, he'd end up dead too. But he didn't show signs of moving. He needed to be pulled away by force.

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Virgis stretched his arms out, aching from lifting the seat. "That seat is heavy, we should try a window or door!"
Virgis looks around. He realizes they don't have much time to get out of the bus. Everyone is panicking. He can tell if he gets a door open and announces it, everyone will freak out. He sighs and looks at his options. He could try to get the main door open, a window open, an emergency door, or the hatch. He goes for the emergency door. He looks around one last time, knowing people will get hurt. He yanks open the emergency door and alarms blare in everyone's ear. He stumbles out for a second is get's pelted with hail, and he stumbles back in.

He yells to everyone, "We're going to have to make a break for it! We run into that building!"
The hail is so bad he knows if they don't leave soon they will all die. That means they will have to leave people behind. Virgis gulps and looks towards the door.

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Adrien

Adrien looked over to the kid now standing hesitantly by the door and grabbed him by the shoulder. When the kid, 15 years old or so, turned to look at him, his eyes were wide with shock.

"Kid, get something hard, a binder or something, and hold it over your head! It'll protect against the hail! Go!"

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Virgis nods and grabs his backpack, and hold it above his head. He looks back at the bus one more time, and runs out, he gets hit in some places but it's not too bad. that's when he sees Carter. Virgis almost stops, but knows Carter won't come no matter what he does. He doesn't even really know Carter... So Virgis keeps running towards the building. He doesn't look back. He doesn't want to die, so he runs.

Virgis keeps going towards the building, ignoring his surroundings until he gets to the door. Then he looks back, to see if anyone else made it. At that moment he thinks of his father. His father should've stayed, because now his mom is alone, at home, in this hail crying. He just hopes someone will make it.

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As soon as the 15-year old had made it into the safety of the mall, Adrien sucked in a breath and held his backpack above his head. What he was doing was suicidal. Idiotic. Reckless beyond belief. But it was either that or waiting for the hail to break through the roof of the bus and deliver the same fate he might now avoid.

Adrien braced himself and stood by the front door of the bus, plotting his path. He cursed the fact that he had been born with the destiny of always being the slowest person in school; he wasn't unfit, just really slow. Finally, Adrien was off, running through the pelting hail.

The thudding was monstrous. It was comparable to an unruly child, relentlessly flailing his arms at someone when they picked him up. That is, if the child had arms made of solid ice. Adrien sprinted like he had never sprinted before. Surprisingly, as Adrien had long ago declared himself an Agnostic Atheist, he found himself reciting every word of every prayer of every religion he could remember, creating a strange mix of words in praise of Yahweh, Allah, Odin, and even the Flying Spaghetti Monster, just to be safe.

Finally, Adrien was on the home stretch: just a few metres to go, and...

Adrien stumbled forward, something hitting him in the back like a tank shell, propelling him forward to land painfully on his stomach, his torso on the metal floor of the store, his legs still exposed to the elements and recieving express hail treatment. He launched himself forward just a little bit, letting his feet clear the sliding door, and crawled against the nearby wall with a groan. Adrien had no time to inspect himself, he just saw the concerned face of the boy from before looking at him.

And then he blacked out.

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Virgis saw the guy Adrien running towards him. He saw the hail get even worse, and Virgis became extremely scared now. He never really thought about what had happened. The bus crashed. This hail could brake windows, and people. There were bodies. This was a natural disaster. He could've died. It all was starting to sink in. Everyone he knew could be dead! Virgis started to think more and more about it. His life could be changed forever! What if the storm destroyed his house! What if all of his friends were dead laying the street. Virgis could be left alone. What if his dad made it but not his mom or his friends. He'd be left with...

Virgis was forced to snap out of it when he saw Adrien fall. His legs were exposed completely and they took a beating. Adrien pulled himself to a wall and then slumped over. Virgis stood there for a second. What if he was dead. Thankfully, he breathed. Virgis ran over to him and kneeled down checking a pulse just to be sure. He wasn't hurt too bad, but his legs hurt and he had to run so hard he probably passed out from exerting himself too much or pain. Virgis tried some faint slaps to get him up, but couldn't. So he looked around and realized it was some superstore or mall. Well... that was lucky. He could go for medical supplies or wait for people... Virgis decided to wait for people, because he couldn't really do anything for Adrien until he was awake. So, Virgis stood by the door, arms crossed, trying to keep warm, and waited for someone else to make it to the store. Though for now... He was alone.

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Somewhere, Oliver lost Edward, and his head snapped in every direction trying to at least get eyes on his boyfriend. Paranoia climbed it's way up his throat, sending anxiety through his body. The calm was starting to wear off, panic setting in, and he didn't even realize he had lost Tallia until someone was talking to him.

Adrien. The new kid, who looked like he was actually somewhat in control, if that was even possible in this kind of situation. He asked a question...what did he ask? How bad it was? "Uh..." Ollie's throat felt dry, constricted, but he swallowed passed it and shook his head a little. "I...I don't know?"

"Try to keep her back straight, if she's got spinal damage you can make it worse." Right. Spinal damage. Oliver nodded a little, brow scrunching in thought. Jen didn't weigh much, and she was small, but how...He lifted her, carefully, maneuvering her body to get her legs around his waist, chin sitting on his shoulder. It was difficult, and slow, because small as she was she was only dead weight...and not helping him at all. One hand went under her to support her weight, the other pressed gently against her back to keep her secure.

Alarms came out of nowhere, blaring over the noise already gathered in the bus, and Oliver stumbled back out of surprise alone before twisting around to see what had caused it. An emergency door was open, a Freshman looked shocked, Adrien was barking orders that Ollie couldn't hear over the noise.

Then the two boys were running, out in the motherfucking hail, and Oliver finally realized that was what they had to do. Get out, because they couldn't stay here. He took a deep breath, checked his hold on Jen one more time, then forced his way across the bus once more and to the open door.

It was a stretch, and dark, the clouds were pitch black, shocks of purple lightening striking across them, hail and rain falling so thickly he wouldn't even recognize the Superstore if it wasn't lit up. But there it was. Salvation. "This is crazy," he whispered to himself, but after a few deep breaths he did it...he took the plunge...he stepped out.

It was cold. Colder than any of the millions of ice baths Ollie had ever taken, each drop of rain piercing, and the hail felt like he was playing dodgeball with golf balls. So he ran. He ran despite what the pain in his leg told him, despite the way his hurt arm was screaming when he held Jen closer to his body, and he ducked his head towards the ground and prayed that he would make it. Prayed like he never had before.

And then suddenly...it was all over. No noise, no coldness, no pain, just...nothing. Oliver jerked his head up, glancing around the well lit store that seemed to survive in it's own universe where everything was fine...until a shock of thunder sent him a mile in the air.

Adrien was on the ground...passed out, probably, but there was another kid. A kid he knew, something Finn, the same kid that had opened the emergency door. He nodded his head a little, mostly in recognition, before bending his knees and easing Jen onto the floor.

He didn't even allow himself a second to think before he reached back and grabbed his hood, throwing it over his head even though he knew it wouldn't protect him from anything, and then turning and running his stupid, suicidal, ass back towards that damned bus.

"Edward!" the name left his mouth before he even consciously meant it to, but he didn't think he could really be heard, not over the pounding of rain and hail. He could barely even see, but that didn't stop him from trying. "Edward!" His legs carried him to the front of the bus and he paused for a moment, thinking he'd found him, but it was Carter instead.

Carter...who was bent over the body of Riley Weeks. His baby sister.

And quite possibly getting beaten to death.

"Christ, Carter." Oliver jogged a few more steps, wrapping both arms over Carter's shoulders and giving him a pull. Oliver was strong, no doubt about it, but he couldn't pull Carter if he was holding his sister too. "C'mon, man, let her go. There's nothing you can do, okay? You gotta let her go. Come on, we can't stay out here."

The hail was still coming down, beating against his head, his shoulders, his back. It didn't only hurt but it was annoying as hell, and he knew skin had broken even under his hoodie. They had to move, there was no other option.

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Virgis saw someone come in and nod at him Virgis started to relax. At least he knew everyone wasn't dead. He set down a girl and then said something... Someone's name? He look worried and Virgis heard an E but that was it and the guy ran out. Great. He knew the kid was a loner but you don't go back out, the storm is crazy. So... Virgis was stuck with two unconscious people. Yay. Virgis had a dollar so he went to a vending machine and grabbed a bottle and tried splashing Adrien and Jen with some water and then went to see what the hell that one guy went to do. Then he saw him bend over Carter. Virgis debated whether to go help him. He decided not to, and to watch the unconscious people.

Joy. Virgis was the babysitter. At least they were sleeping... Kind of... Anyways Virgis took a look around. the place was well stalked. Suddenly a few rapid bursts of lightning scared him and he jumped, and dropped the whole water bottle on Adrien. Virgis sighed, and hoped that didn't wake him up. This day was going so well, what could go wrong. he probably shouldn't have thought that.

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Adrien awoke coughing, his throat dry and his face and hair wet. He could faintly smell lemons. Huh, so somehow he had gotten lemon-flavored water dumped over hi-

Adrien snapped back to reality. It was the kid. He had probably tried to wake him up, right? Adrien suppressed a chuckle. It was almost comical, imagining a 15 year old trying to wake him up with flavoured water while the hail beat outside. The sky really wanted to perform a drum solo today.

Adrien finally noticed that a girl was lying next to him, unconscious. She looked rather hurt, but then again, who wasn't? Staring outside of the transparent sliding doors, miraculously out of the angle of the hail, Adrien could barely see anything excelt blurred shapes moving about. He finally realised that he had lost his contacts, probably knocked out during the fall. Oh well. That's why he always keps spares, but he would have to apply them later. For now, he took out a case of glasses in his pocket and pried it open. Unfolding the glasses within, he deposited them on his face. He had no idea how he looked; it had been a few months since he had even seen them, never mind wore them.

Finally, Adrien looked up and noticed a shellshocked kid in front of him.

"Still didn't catch your name, friend. Thanks for the, ah, wake up call, though," Adrien managed to puff out, in between bouts of coughing. Wiping away the saliva from his face, Adrien's blood ran cold when he examined the back of his hand. Small red splotches adorned it like some mysterious disease. In reality, it meant damage. Internal.

Adrien began to panic slightly, but calmed himself. It could be anything from him accidentslly biting his tongue to a major haemmorhage. Most likely the latter, he grudginly accepted, considering the impact to his back and the impact thereafter, never mind the original crash. Hopefully this mall would have proper analytical equipment.

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There was chaos going on in every corner but Carter was far too occupied crying over his sisters body to notice the world falling apart behind him. The hail pellets were beating against his back, his neck, his arms. They were surely breaking skin and raising welts but his attention couldn't be broken. Carter whispered to his baby sister. He sang a song to her that his mother used to sing to put them to bed.

Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine.

Little one when you play
Don't you mind what they say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine.


He rocked back and forth with his sister still in his lap. Around him Virgis had made it to safety, Adrien just barely. He had no idea where his best friend, Edward, was but he was sure he was fine. Better off than Carter, that was for sure.

As everyone ran for safety, Carter mourned. He knew he had to escape the violence of mother nature. He couldn't move though. His body was frozen from the shock. Moments later, Oliver appeared to Carter's rescue. He wrapped his arms over Carter and tugged. Carter was just too much to pull if he was holding onto to Riley. "C'mon, man, let her go. There's nothing you can do, okay? " Carter shook his head, choking back tears. There had to be something, Carter thought. He was desperate for anything. "You gotta let her go. Come on, we can't stay out here."

Carter reluctantly nodded. He gently pulled his sisters body off him and onto the ground. He got up with the help of Oliver and darted to safety, inside the mall entrance where a few had made it to. Carter needed to pull himself together but he wasn't sure he knew how. He looked around for anything that could occupy his mind. He saw Adrien on the ground, passed out but shortly after come to."Let's get inside." How he managed to get the words out, he had no idea but he did. "Is there anyone else?" They needed to get everyone to safety, and quickly.

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Carter let go.

It was kind of surreal to watch, and Oliver had to admit he wouldn't have blamed Carter if he had chosen to stay. Ollie was an only child, he had no idea what that blood connection to another person felt like, but he couldn't imagine...honestly, if he had more energy, he'd probably shed some tears.

Instead, he helped pull Carter to his feet and gestured to the store before they both took off again. When they made it back Adrien was coming to, and he felt a surge of relief for that. At least he was alive, and from what Oliver had seen back in the bus, capable. He nodded along with Carter's words, but only then seemed to realize they weren't completely inside the store.

Double doors, the first layer was always unlocked but the second wasn't. He knew that because he suddenly realized where they were, Greenway Superstore. He'd worked there for a couple of weeks last summer.

Oliver sighed, resting his hands on his knees and taking a few deep breaths to ignore the pain his body was trying to warn him about. "You'll have to break in, but it shouldn't be hard. If I remember correctly there's a Pharmacy directly on the right".

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Tallia looked over the crowd of completely terrified kids. She wanted to help them. She really did. However, she knew she couldn't. When she saw Ollie leave with her sister, she knew it was time to leave. One kid trapped under someone unconscious stared at her with pleading eyes. Tears blurred her vision as she kneeled in front of the escape hatch. I'm sorry, she mouthed to the boy as she jumped out.

The hail pounded against her as she held her bag above her head. This wasn't the first time she was grateful to have so many books stuffed into one bag. She rushed into the building, ignoring everything else and heading over to her sister. She wanted to wake up her twin, but she hadn't read that many medical books and she wasn't sure that was a good idea. Instead, she dug the first aid kit out of her bag and began tending to Jen's more obvious wounds.

When that was done, she looked at the others there, "Anyone else?"

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The hail started to grow harsher. Wincing, Edward tried to shield his head with his backpack as he picked up Delaney in his arms, looking left and right with panic before running to a mall that stood nearby. His arms were bruised by the falling hail- and thuds sounded as his feet pounded on the ground, slipping and sliding along the gradually building layer of hail that kept on hitting him repeatedly. Need to get to shelter. Edward thought, his mind reeling as he tried to keep himself under control; a determined look crossed over Edward’s face as he ignored the pounding pain that fell from the sky until he finally was underneath the protective sanctuary of the mall. “Here.” He said, placing Delaney gently on the ground as he looked back at the tilting bus, panic filling him as he turned to look back at her once again. “Just- stay here, okay? I’ll be back soon.” Without a second word, Edward pulled on the hood of his jacket and reached back to empty most of the contents out of his backpack before securing it once again on his back. He could not allow his friends to just die in the bus- he couldn’t. Ignoring the others gathered in the mall, Edward rushed back out into the hail in an attempt to reach the bus.
But it was so far away- and the hail was growing heavier and larger very, very quick. With but five steps out, the hail grew from the size of ping-pong balls to tennis balls, bruising Edward on his arms and body as he protected his head as much as he could. Walking was too hard as well, with the ice covering every surface of gravel, with water flowing everywhere. A sob left Edward as he was forced to retreat back into the mall, pain coursing his whole body as he felt bruises welting across his arms and back. As he watched, the bus was slowly crushed down by the pelting hail, its upturned roof slowly caving in as what looked like hands waved around through the broken windows, only to be beaten down by the down-pouring hail. Clenching his hands into fists, Edward let out an anguished yell at his helplessness, his inability to save the souls that were in the bus, destined to die a slow and painful death. Why the hell is this happening? Crouching down, Edward rocked on his feet as he kept his teary eyes on the bus. How could this be happening? Edward held his head in his hands when he could not take it any longer, his back bending forward as he kept his sadness inside.
After a few seconds, Edward was up and moving again. “Is everyone alright?” He asked the people gathered in the mall, his face impassive as he looked through the few people that had been on the thirty people bus. It was almost too horrific to comprehend how many people they had left behind. “Let’s just try and stay in here and wait this storm out- I’ll try and see if there’s any chance that I can get some help over.” With that, Edward walked away, the need to be a team player, a leader, falling off of his shoulders as he attempted to find a telephone. But as he looked around at the expansive mall that sprawled in front of him, Edward came to a stop as a deadening helplessness settled in his heart. Would he be able to find a phone? And if so, would his mother or father actually attempt to send help? Would his father actually care? The answer seemed almost crystal clear to Edward as he sighed and scratched his head, unsure of which way to take through the many hallways that were laid out in front of him.
What are we supposed to do? When will this storm ever die down? Looking up at the ceiling as the thudding continued up above and from the doors, Edward could only send a silent plea to whatever entity he could that the roof would not cave in. Trudging over to the doors, Edward slowly shrugged each heavy door closed, locking the first row against the hail before walking back and shrugging the second row of doors closed. Turning back to look at his fellow companions, waves of helplessness crossed Edward as he let out a long sigh, walking back to Delaney. “You okay?” He asked, sitting towards her though his eyes flickered towards Oliver and the group of people the other boy was with. But the sight of the boy only brought a tiny bit of comfort for Edward as he let out a shaky sigh. “Rest if you need to.” And then he fell silent without a second question or another concerned look as to if she was feeling fine or not.


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As others arrived one by one, Adrien quickly grew restless. The hail was intensifying by the minute, and didn't seem to have much chance of clearing up anytime soon. Adrien, meanwhile, strained his memory. He couldn't remember the name of the mall, but he thought he remembered hearing somewhere that the pharmacy somewhere had a full-body MRI machine, and also some surgical equipment; it was supposedly an emergency location people were taken to if the hospital was too far away. Adrien couldn't be sure, but it would be very useful to know just how badly hurt everyone was.

The situation, Adrien noted, was grim. Here he was, trapped with seven other teenagers, and absolutely every single one of them, much as they tried to hide it, were scared sh*tless. Them against the world, and all of them were hurt to various degrees. Even those who looked relatively unscathed might have severe haemmoraghes, fractures, and other such horrors. One of the girls, her name being T-something, was tending to the girl lying unconscious next to Adrien's spot on the wall (which, he noted, had a number of blood spatters in the general vicinity), poking around with a medical kit. Adrien observed her with deepening curiosity as she tended many of the cuts on the unconscious girl's body. This girl had clearly not studied medicine as thoroughly as Adrien, but she most certainly wasn't a stranger to it. Useful, he thought, So if I get incapacitated or die someone can take over at least partway. As the girl continued tending to her friend, Adrien cleared his throat and began talking to everyone in the room.

"I don't think it's necessary to state the absolute f*cking mess we're in, so I'll make this short. Before we declare leaders and such mishmash, we need to make sure we won't bleed to death, so I want to know who's the least hurt, because we'll need you to pop down to the pharmacy and check what sort of stuff they have. Bring back medicine as well. I would do it, but..." Adrien tried to stand and collapsed right back down, releasing a hurricane of bloodstained coughing.

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On a level of one to ten, this weather was probably a 15. Mother Nature was being severely aggressive. She had it out for someone and was taking it out on everyone. There was no escaping her. At any rate, they'd be taking on her wrath head on soon enough if they didn't prepare for it.

Edward had attempted to fight her by going out to see if there was anyone else that needed saving but unfortunately, mother nature was winning. Carter turned back to watch as the bus creaked, groaned and caved. It was heartbreaking to watch as a bus that just a little while ago was filled with 30-some odd students, now only a handful stood by, alive.

Carter turned his attention back to the small group that had made it out with him. Adrien had seemed to take control of the group. Carter didn't really like that. He acted as though he owner shit but Carter knew all the kid was good for was his surgical skills. The kid started demanding and setting the rules. Carter wanted to step up and break the kid down and let him know that this wasn't a republic government. But before Carter could let off his steam, the boy collapsed and started gurgling blood.

Carter immediately entered survivor mode. "Ed, Virgis, Oliver, help me." The guy walked up to the door and started trying to pull it open. "We might have to break it. We need to get him help. Tallia, flip him so he doesn't choke on his own spit." He stepped away to the other door and elbowed the door hard enough to break it and kicked the glass on the bottom. He crawled through, unlocked the lock for the doors and called the boys to help him pull through the injured.

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Virgis jumped when Adrien came to. At least he didn't punched him. Virgis had been punched before and did not like it. So Virgis was about to say his name but then people came and well... Yeah. It wasn't the worst group of people but he didn't know very many of them well besides Delaney and the twins a bit. He was about to go out because some of his friends were in there, and maybe he could... Then the bus completely was demolished. So Virgis just stood there. Staring.

His friends. Some of his best friends. he had just been out with them last night. People that actually liked him not just because he could have a good time. They were... Dead. The windows smashed, the roof being beat down, and he remembered people crushed by seats. their friends wouldn't leave them, and were in shock. So people were crushed and dead or slowly dying while the others sat there screaming or staring blankly while they were waiting for the inevitable death. They would be pound to death. People under seats would starve or bleed to death. Then there was Virgis. Who stood there and knew it happened.

He bent over and nearly hurled, and choked back some tears. I mean this wasn't a movie. This wasn't his dad yelling at him. This wasn't his mom crying. this definitely wasn't a math test, popularity competition, a fight, or a game. This was us and the dead people. It was the mother nature and it's victims. We were the only ones who would survive. People might think some of those guys still have a chance... But they don't. They will all die. Ever single one of them.

Virgis just kept thinking about it until he heard someone yell his name. He was suddenly snapped back into reality, and understood. He knew a lot about medicine, so he ran to the pharmacy, as fast as he could once the doors were open. Some people had cuts so he quickly grabbed wraps, bandages, gauze pads, and those kinds of things. He knew some cuts would need stitches and some cuts would need cleaning, so he grabbed some peroxide, needles, and a tiny towel to bite. Then he found some painkillers and some medicine to reduce fevers just in case. he couldn't carry much more, so he got two blankets, some ice packs, and some anti-nausea pills because some people could not stop puking, and he did not want to puke because of them puking.

So Virgis hurried back to the group as fast as he could, without dropping everything. He knew some people could be hurt bad, so he tried to do his best. People needed him. In school it's not like that, people are mean... But right now, right here, defines the truth of who you are. What people did now showed their true colors. So Virgis made it back where everyone was and set the supplies on a table.