LIMA
My name is Lima. I'm probably the tragedy kind of character in this collection, so prepare for angst. I had a major childhood traumatic experience, and after that I spent most of my time in the kitchen, avoiding people, teaching myself to cook, and getting super fat off my own recipes.
From the time of the incident until now, I went from string bean to big fat Italian gourd.
I was one of the first people to join Princess Kennedy's 'refugee camp', which is actually the Specter U campus. I was taking a culinary arts class when the chemical bombs were dropped. The spores came from a fungus, so the kitchen was the worst place for me to be. However, I appeared to be immune. When Princess came to the rescue, I was hidden from my classmates-turned-zombies in the island lower cabinet. I barely fit. Princess had a hard time removing me after she finished off the zombies.
She told me she was there to help and that it was now time to rise up against Picketfence. Yes, it was crazy. She immediately gave me instruction - I was to be the primary farmer and chef for the refugees, or the immune. I was given a dorm room right beside hers. Her father's political power and great wealth meant that she could very easily call up a few burly guys and have them demolish the culinary arts building to make room for farmland.
I could see it all happening out the dorm room window. At the same time, a massive recycled glass window was going up around the campus, to keep out the zombies and spores.
I was about to be a society's leader.
CHAZZ
My dad was recruited by some big dumb-sounding military men to find and take care of Picketfence. My mom and I both told Princess Kennedy this as we entered her glass dome, looking for safety. I mention my mother because I have to have her here almost constantly. I have a heart condition that doesn't allow me much room for 'excitement'.
Needless to say, I haven't ever had a girlfriend. Being eighteen and never have even held a woman makes me a sad man indeed.
The zombie apocalypse kind of forces me to be surrounded by women, however. There isn't much space for survivors at Specter U. It's a blessing, but at the same time, my little heart says no to bedding up right next to a girl. Princess put me in a room with my mother and a girl named Peachy. Peachy claims to be ace and refuses to call me by my name. She calls me 'pig', simply because I'm a guy. It's probably true, but that's 'cause I can't help it. Peachy is all skin and bones(and massive hair) though.
I've seen the girl in the next room over a few times, and she's more my type. Bigger, cuter, and older. She won't speak to me though. Peachy says the neighbor girl hates men, too. I can probably change her mind though, I mean I'm cute and sickly! She could probably deal with that.
Even if she can't, I'm still gonna find a way to sneak pot into the fields she's supposed to grow food for us in. It'd be easier if she knew, though.
VIK
Vik doesn't have to speak in the third person, but Vik likes to because the Americans are too easily entertained.
Vik is from Russia, though where in the motherland, it is not important to you. Just know that Vik thinks it is very hot here in the state of Georgia and Vik must be completely stripped of all his clothes at least ninety percent of the time.
Vik is paid by the staff at Specter University to be a figure drawing model. Vik is not ashamed to let it all hang out. Vik is a beautiful man, after all. Vik has been modeling for many years.
Many women, and many men have attempted and succeeded in getting Vik to go home with them. Vik is a very popular man.
Vik was relaxing in the fine arts building lounge, eating his prop - a bowl of fruit, while waiting for the next class to enter and draw his glorious manly body, when lo and behold, the ground started shaking. As much as Vik hates to get dressed, he had to for the upcoming fire drill. Vik only had his robe on when an art student barged in(they can't get enough of Vik) and tried to drag him out. She said that bombs were being dropped on the city.
Vik was intrigued. Vik found his way out of the building and climbed up the nearest ladder to the roof. Many of the students below required a good view of Vik's more favored areas from beneath Vik's robe.
But Vik was looking out for Princess, Specter U's student body president. Vik had tried many times to woo Princess, but failed. Princess was a very stiff and forward woman, which caused Vik to be quite the opposite. When Vik saw her, Vik took his cell phone out of his secret place and texted her to meet up.
PEACHY
I can't believe Princess keeps letting men into the camp. I told her that the chem bombs were a sign that it was woman-kind's chance to regain their control over humanity, but nnooo, she thinks that we 'need' them for some reason. I hope it's entertainment, 'cause we could pit them against each other and have them fight to the death. That'd be cool.
I don't see any other reason to keep Chazz and Vik. If we really need protection- if Princess really needs protection, she can rely on me. I know kung-fu. That's how I made it to the camp in the first place. I used that pressure point below my brother's ear to knock him out, then I used a hoe to chop him up and bury him. Don't worry, he was already a zombie. There's only a -slight- chance I'd do that to a regular man.
My name's Peachy, by the way, Peachy Kean. Yes, I get picked on about that. Remember though, I killed the last man who picked on me.
Fortunately, the leader of camp, Princess, is a strong, independent black woman who don't need no man. She is really something. I was so impressed with her I might've accidentally overstepped my own boundaries as an asexual and offered her crazy hot bathroom stall lesbian sex....she said no. I was sad. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to be into girls. I'm usually the same, but Princess is incredible. She's practically a ninja. She's my queen.
I know our new male nurse is into her. He's smart to sleep with a bat, 'cause if he attempts to get at her he'll be the second man I kill.
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