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Activity Check

The following characters have until Thursday, October 2nd at 12 PM EST to post or their roles will be closed/reopened.

  • Natalie Dawa

For any questions please refer to our Activity Policy first.

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We, as proud admins of Handful of Dust, are very disappointed to hear of Ask Wednesday being used as a platform for childish jabs behind the cowardly safety of an anonymous button instead of a fun and interesting way to discover new things about one’s characters. We appreciate the always exciting participation from our players in sending out these questions, and we’re very sorry one immature individual had to ruin it for you. Because of this, we are closing Ask Wednesday until further notice.
To the person that sent this petty statement, you know who you are and we’re extremely disappointed in your conduct and attitude, that you felt the need to attack another player and their character. If the person who made the comment decides they’d like to be brave, for once, and come forward to us to discuss the situation, we may think about re-instating Ask Wednesday. But we do not suspect this individual will. This roleplay is meant to be fun for every member of our group, and if you do not wish to be a part of that then we’d prefer you just dropped your characters instead of sending rude messages to our loyal players who love this roleplay. Ask Wednesday is not a platform for you to make another person feel bad about their characters or their writing skills.
We wish to maintain a friendly and welcoming atmosphere here at HOD and we ask our players to help us in that aspect. If you think you cannot handle being kind to another writer, we ask that you request unfollows for your characters now because this will not be tolerated on any level.
- Admins Gia and Kay

We, as proud admins of Handful of Dust, are very disappointed to hear of Ask Wednesday being used as a platform for childish jabs behind the cowardly safety of an anonymous button instead of a fun and interesting way to discover new things about one’s characters. We appreciate the always exciting participation from our players in sending out these questions, and we’re very sorry one immature individual had to ruin it for you. Because of this, we are closing Ask Wednesday until further notice.

To the person that sent this petty statement, you know who you are and we’re extremely disappointed in your conduct and attitude, that you felt the need to attack another player and their character. If the person who made the comment decides they’d like to be brave, for once, and come forward to us to discuss the situation, we may think about re-instating Ask Wednesday. But we do not suspect this individual will. This roleplay is meant to be fun for every member of our group, and if you do not wish to be a part of that then we’d prefer you just dropped your characters instead of sending rude messages to our loyal players who love this roleplay. Ask Wednesday is not a platform for you to make another person feel bad about their characters or their writing skills.

We wish to maintain a friendly and welcoming atmosphere here at HOD and we ask our players to help us in that aspect. If you think you cannot handle being kind to another writer, we ask that you request unfollows for your characters now because this will not be tolerated on any level.

- Admins Gia and Kay

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Ask Wednesday

Every week on Wednesday, you can ask your fellow survivors questions on or off Anon which they must answer IC. For this reason, we ask that everyone makes their “ask” box available. Participation is optional, but the more people that participate, the more fun it will be!

So ask away!

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Activity Check

The following characters have until Thursday, September 25th at 12 PM EST to post or their roles will be closed/reopened.

  • Isobel Hart
  • Astrid Grondahl
  • Hope Jordan
  • Kip Griffin

For any questions please refer to our Activity Policy first.

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Follow Rachel

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Hey Amanda! We’re excited to see what you do with Rachel and how she’ll fit into the group. You know the drill. Please make your blog within 24 and submit it along with the email so we can add you to the OOC!

OOC Name: Amanda


OOC Age: 19


Time Zone: EST


Activity Level (scale of 1-10):6-8


OC Character Name: Rachel Foster


OC Character Age: 28


OC Character Class: Preacher


Desired Face Claim: Keira Knightley


Quote:”“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”


Three Positive Traits: +compassionate +interested +lionhearted


Three Negative Traits: -cynical -distrustful -opinionated


Past: teacher, fiancé, artist

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Biography:

Rachel Foster loved art and children from the time she was one herself. In college she pursued a degree in fine arts at BU where she met Adam. They moved in together once she graduated and started looking for work. After 2 years of mediocre jobs she decided to return to school and pursue a degree in education. She became an elementary school teacher, teaching any subject and elective. Her favorite, though, was to teach art class –it was what she was doing when the world ended. Waking up, Rachel was horrified to see that her third graders weren’t waking but then there was movement. Four of them had woken and were fine, if not terrified. Two others had as well but they weren’t themselves anymore. Rachel was terrified and confused and the children were as well so, seeing that she wasn’t going to do anything the holy spirit in her, Eliya, took control, forcing Rachel to take a metal art easel and, through tears, put down the two undead.  After Eliya returned control, Rachel took the kids, driving to her apartment downtown-searching for Adam, her now fiancé. He hadn’t woken and that alone would have been enough to undo her if not for the four children.
With renewed determination Rachel ransacked her own apartment, gathering what clothes and supplies she could for herself and the kids. She hesitantly took the gun that Adam had kept and they set off, heading down the East Coast. They traveled together for that year, Rachel becoming their second mother. She defended them with the help of Eliya and taught them how to defend themselves as best she could. It wasn’t easy by any means and it took a massive toll on the woman. But any time she was slightly tempted to give up, she’d look at any of them and find it in her to keep moving. They’d just made it through DC, settled at an abandoned hotel, when the second coming happened. Rachel woke up but this time none of the children did. Her heart broke and she was content to die now –she’d failed them and saw no point in continuing. Eliya however, saw that there was still a small, but dimming, fire in her vessel and so she took full control, forcing Rachel to fight her way out of the hotel and drive. Once they were in the clear, Eliya gave over some control, though still holding onto a bit to ensure their mutual survival. Rachel has been on her own for a few months now, still headed to LA but she’s struggling to keep on.

Personality (1 paragraph minimum): Rachel is fiercely loyal and protective of those she loves. She will do anything to protect a person she cares, including killing someone else. While she’s compassionate, trying to help where she can, Eliya has brought more distrust into her, making her wary of strangers instead of curious. While she’s engaging and interested in what others have to say and tries to be polite, Rachel won’t hesitate to voice her own opinion. Traveling for so long with children has made her sensitive to the needs of others but, again, Eliya has made her more cynical, second guessing people’s motives. Overall, where Rachel is soft, Eliya is hard and it is Eliya who has the will to live now, and while the two work well together for the most part, when it comes down to it, Eliya won’t hesitate to take full control.


Powers: Holy Warrior – Preachers who become holy warriors use their ancient wisdom of combat to fight demons through exorcism and their ability to turn away undead. They will also be able to levitate to gain the upper hand in combat.

Sample para: Rachel blinked for a moment, dizzy as she looked up at the ceiling. What had happened? She was confused as to where she was and why when it hit her suddenly. Gasping the woman sat up, ignoring her pounding head as she looked at the two beds with four small figures beneath the covers. No, no, no. She didn’t even notice the blackness outside as she ran over to them, not bothering to turn on the lights.  Rachel went to the first bed, shaking her head, panic welling up in her chest as she called out their names, pulling off their covers and shaking the two little boys. “Sammy?! James?! Please, wake up. Please, please, please!” They weren’t moving. She choked back a sob, moving to the other bed with shaking hands. Rachel pulled back the covers and placed a hand over her mouth, looking at the two girls. “Maggie? Catherine? Please.”  No, no, no. She put her hands on their small shoulders, shaking them but nothing happened. They were gone.
Rachel clung to their small bodies, barely eight years lived and she couldn’t do it. She began shaking, burying her face into the little girl’s hair, tears escaping. She let out a sob, ignoring the voice in her head telling her to be quiet. She ignored Eliya, telling her to stay calm. This was it. What was the point? I’m done. I don’t care. These children, they were what she’d been living for and they were dead. In an instant, dead and gone and she was powerless to save them. Rachel let out another sob, shaking her head. This wasn’t right. How could she have let this happen?
The woman stayed like that, unsure how much time had passed when there was a scratching at the window. Ordinarily, Rachel would have gone for her gun, ready for what was to about to happen but she was numb with pain. It wouldn’t matter what she did, Rachel didn’t want to live anymo–Cease this! The voice jolted her and she wiped at her eyes. We shall not die. Eliya was angry, Rachel knew it but she didn’t care. It was then, however, that she felt the constant presence in her mind surge up and before she knew what she was doing, Rachel stood, grabbing her guns and the knives she’d stolen. Eliya took one more glance at the children, feeling Rachel fight her. They are lost, young one.  But we must survive. We must survive. She covered the children with the blankets once more and said a prayer for their souls before grabbing what supplies she could carry. She felt another tug and Eliya relented, grabbing the notebooks given each child and throwing them in the bag as well. As she walked towards the door, Eliya felt Rachel was pulling at her, begging her to stay but she would not have it. You will understand soon, child. Eliya shut the door, taking full control of the woman’s body. Her hands were began to glow as she flicked the safety off her gun, the marks on her arm glowing as well, giving light to the otherwise darkened room. She heard them on the other side, scratching to be let in.
They wanted her, so they would have her and with that, Eliya pushed open the door and amidst gnashing teeth and rotted hands, she fired, lighting up the hallway both by her glowing hands, arms and eyes and by the discharge of the gun. Within moments she was outside, tearing through the parking lot to the car. As strong as she was, Eliya was no fool to think that she could survive multiple hoards and demons. She could not let her human vessel die. She got into the CRV and kicked it into gear. She ran over a few undead, ignoring as their guts splattered on the windshield. Eliya flicked on the wipers, peeling out of the parking lot onto the main road. She continued like this, keeping control of Rachel who’d gone quiet. If she relinquished it right now, she knew that the woman would come undone.
It’s only when she’d been driving for nearly an hour that Eliya began to loosen her hold on Rachel. She felt the woman’s emotions, fresh with hurt and pain and knew that from now on, she would have to keep them together. If she gave over all the control, she was certain Rachel would come undone completely.

Have you read the rules?: Yes, The Winter Soldier

Hey Amanda! We’re excited to see what you do with Rachel and how she’ll fit into the group. You know the drill. Please make your blog within 24 and submit it along with the email so we can add you to the OOC!

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Hey Lila! We liked your app for Kasia and we’re excited to see her join the group and grow as a character. Please create your blog within 24 hours and submit it to the main along with your email so we can add you to the OOC.
OOC Name: Lila
OOC Age: 17
Time Zone: GMT+10
Activity Level (scale of 1-10): A 7 or 8, depending on the day. I have a job, but I work mostly in the mornings, so afternoons and nights, I’m all yours. 
OC Character Name: Kseniya ‘Kasia’ Nilova
OC Character Age: 23
OC Character Class: Devil
Desired Face Claim: Crystal Reed
Quote: "Find your own road to hell."
Three Positive Traits: observant, independent & versatile
Three Negative Traits: unyielding, impulsive & quick-tempered
Past (1 to 3 words that describe who they were pre-apocalypse): medical student, loner
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Biography (2 paragraphs, who they were and who they are now): 

Kseniya was born in Arzamas, which is a city within Russia located on the Tyosha River. Before she turned three, her mother had become victim to a horrific car crash. With her father recovering from the loss of his wife, he had decided to take his work where he could, and had ultimately decided upon migrating to the United States of America. With her father being a contractor, a consistent income was always present within their household, despite the sudden lack of any parental presence after she had reached high school. 
Friends were something that had never been of importance to the girl, she’d spend much of her time surrounded by the thoughts of great philosophers as opposed to the voices of gossip most teens loved. Her intelligence was superior, and she would excel within her studies, whereas her social abilities had been brought to a close early in life. Even her father, who she had adored dearly, was a subject to her isolation. Her curiosity was too great for her, and would often get the better of her if stimulated correctly. She had gathered the few things she kept and moved to Boston, her eyes set on her enrollment at Harvard. 
The world had ended two years into her study, and with a 4.0 GPA and a new found fear of isolation, Kseniya was terrified. The dead rose from their temporary doom and would lust after anything with a pulse. It defied just about everything she believed in. No amount of philosophy could have prepared her for this. For quite some time, she traveled by herself. Her morals had been tested as the appeal of ending another life became a short-term addiction to Kseniya, and soon enough, she was dropping bodies like flies. 
As the days became longer, her lust for human interaction only heightened. She couldn’t do this alone. She didn’t have to like them, she just needed safety. A group of military nuts had come across her, and since she was submissive to their belittlement, they took her in. It was torturous, but they offered shelter, and food. She couldn’t complain… much. Despite the derogatory remarks many made against her, she knew better than to bite back. The group was crumbling, it was just a matter of time before the lesser parties revolted.
Her dreams had come true. With shouts of fury and cries for help, Kseniya was able to loot the body of a bludgeoned militant. She did what she knew best. She aimed for the vitals and didn’t go down without a fight. That had earned her the right to loot yet another body, this time it gave her a far more gratifying reward. It was a pair of car keys, and with them in hand, she ran towards the convey, frantically trying to jam the keys into any car she saw. When the door clicked open and the engine hummed, she could have sworn it was her lucky day.
With minimal supplies, a blunt knife and a hunting bow she had little experience with, she drove past the reanimated corpses, hoping and praying to whatever had been looking over her, continued to do so.  

Personality (1 paragraph minimum): Kseniya is analytical and attentive, she’s observant and will often spend quite some time tearing apart every aspect of a scenario to try and find a solution that fits her needs. She is also highly intelligent, and her knowledge is what causes her to think that she’s above others within those aspects. A blunt attitude with hints of arrogance are what embody Kseniya to her core. She’s rude, probably a little narcissistic, and not the best person to be around in the apocalypse. But she’s a fighter, she knows what to do and how to get what she wants. She puts on a friendly front to avoid confrontation, and most of the time, it works. Kseniya knows when and when not to put her two cents worth in. She knows that relationships are important, but she also knows in a world like this, it’s too dangerous. Kseniya’s jaded, in a sense. But it’s how she likes it. In the long run, all she has to care about is herself. 
Powers: extension - attacks her enemies with shadow constructs that resemble tendrils. they can stem from any part of her body, and can be used in a variety of ways. leach - she can absorb sources of light, leaving her opponent in the darkness. depending on how much she is able to absorb, it can also strengthen her own shadows. 
Sample para (IC for who you are applying for, minimum 2 paragraphs): 

Her eyes fluttered open as the sounds of the dead hummed through the walls of her hideout. It had only been an hour. An hour of peace. But, God, it was wonderful. Kseniya had been running on no more than a few minutes of sleep throughout the passing days, so an hour of solitude and much needed rest was a shining light within the darkness. The dim light shining through had been her only source of comfort, it meant the sun was rising. It was the start of yet another tiresome day. 
She laid still for a few more moments, toffee hues rose as her delicate features contorted in disgust. There were more walkers than she had anticipated, and her makeshift shelter had been surrounded. Her hands searched for the weapons she had stolen, and despite her inexperience with a bow, confidence still flowed through her fingers as she prepared herself for another fight. 
With a steady hand and violent grin, bow string taught, and an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction rushing through her body as the first walker fell, Kseniya was more than prepared. Her eyes lit up with a malicious joy as more walkers soon followed, each and every corpse serving as just another body to walk past. Finding joy in such a benign past time was poisonous, but it was too satisfying for Kseniya to stop. 
Her arrows had been submerged into the brains of countless walkers, and she knew it was time to progress into the swarm. There were a few stragglers left, but her hunting knife took care for them. Aim for the head, avoid contact at all costs. It was almost too easy for the girl. But once the final walker had fallen, and all arrows had been salvaged from the massacre, the pep in her step was almost too bright as she headed towards her vehicle. She had already planned ahead. Her intent was finding civilization, and she’d be damned if she didn’t take down whatever stood in her way.

Have you read the rules?: Yup! I saw The Beach. 

Hey Lila! We liked your app for Kasia and we’re excited to see her join the group and grow as a character. Please create your blog within 24 hours and submit it to the main along with your email so we can add you to the OOC.

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WEEK #72 (9/14 - 9/21)

We have much to be thankful for. And yet, it’s hard to feel blessed when looking at the number of seriously injured. Some might not make it, but that doubt isn’t something the rest of the group can see. They have to believe our people will live. That they will continue to thrive. And with the fog clearing, one would think that it would be easier to be hopeful. Now that there’s sunshine. It seems nobody expects this peace to last. They’re right. But we push forward. We always push forward. - Benjamin DeWitt
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Current location: Goshen Scout Camp, Goshen, VA
Survivors:
Jessica Clarke, surviving torture from Thomas Archer, led the group to the Augusta Correctional Center to the demon she had been taking orders from under the false pretense that it was God.
Rose Benedict, Benjamin DeWitt, Charlie Hall, and Josie Jones were found starving and tortured in separate cells. All sustained major injuries that left them physically and mentally broken.
Two of the demons followers attacked Mason Sullivan and Lucy Winston, who sustained bruised ribs after a harsh beating.
Johnny Morgan found Benjamin DeWitt and the two located the scouting groups supplies.
Alex Caverly and Rabbit found and killed an insane man huddled in a cell after he attacked them.
Thomas Archer, Natalie Dawa, and Kris Shepard found and rescued Rose Benedict from a cell.
The demon locked Kip Griffin and Astrid Grondahl in a room together and tried to force them to turn on each other.
Hope Jordan dispatched a crazed follower of the demon to rescue Charlie Hall from her cell.
Mike Tso and Beth fought off the demon’s followers and sustained minor injuries.
Cian O’Connell found Josie Jones unconscious in a cell and took out the religious zealot guarding her.
Darcy Reynolds was stabbed by a man with black marks. Tessa Campbell Archer sustained injuries from taking the man out.
Kris Shepard was critically injured by a crazed follower of the demon.
Jessica Clarke offered herself to be possessed by the demon. Gideon exorcised it out of her.
Cian O’Connell killed Jessica Clarke for vengeance.
Supply Updates:
Food: High
Ammunition: Low
Gasoline: Low
Medical: Low
Convoy Updates:
Vehicle Count: 14
Other Updates:
The group relocated from the prison to the Goshen Scout Camp to recover from the battle.
Benjamin DeWitt and Tessa Campbell Archer are requesting help from the healthy members of the group to pick up extra patrol shifts.
The patrol schedule can be found here

WEEK #72 (9/14 - 9/21)

We have much to be thankful for. And yet, it’s hard to feel blessed when looking at the number of seriously injured. Some might not make it, but that doubt isn’t something the rest of the group can see. They have to believe our people will live. That they will continue to thrive. And with the fog clearing, one would think that it would be easier to be hopeful. Now that there’s sunshine. It seems nobody expects this peace to last. They’re right. But we push forward. We always push forward. - Benjamin DeWitt

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Current location: Goshen Scout Camp, Goshen, VA

Survivors:

  • Jessica Clarke, surviving torture from Thomas Archer, led the group to the Augusta Correctional Center to the demon she had been taking orders from under the false pretense that it was God.
  • Rose Benedict, Benjamin DeWitt, Charlie Hall, and Josie Jones were found starving and tortured in separate cells. All sustained major injuries that left them physically and mentally broken.
  • Two of the demons followers attacked Mason Sullivan and Lucy Winston, who sustained bruised ribs after a harsh beating.
  • Johnny Morgan found Benjamin DeWitt and the two located the scouting groups supplies.
  • Alex Caverly and Rabbit found and killed an insane man huddled in a cell after he attacked them.
  • Thomas Archer, Natalie Dawa, and Kris Shepard found and rescued Rose Benedict from a cell.
  • The demon locked Kip Griffin and Astrid Grondahl in a room together and tried to force them to turn on each other.
  • Hope Jordan dispatched a crazed follower of the demon to rescue Charlie Hall from her cell.
  • Mike Tso and Beth fought off the demon’s followers and sustained minor injuries.
  • Cian O’Connell found Josie Jones unconscious in a cell and took out the religious zealot guarding her.
  • Darcy Reynolds was stabbed by a man with black marks. Tessa Campbell Archer sustained injuries from taking the man out.
  • Kris Shepard was critically injured by a crazed follower of the demon.
  • Jessica Clarke offered herself to be possessed by the demon. Gideon exorcised it out of her.
  • Cian O’Connell killed Jessica Clarke for vengeance.

Supply Updates:

  • Food: High
  • Ammunition: Low
  • Gasoline: Low
  • Medical: Low

Convoy Updates:

  • Vehicle Count: 14

Other Updates:

  • The group relocated from the prison to the Goshen Scout Camp to recover from the battle.
  • Benjamin DeWitt and Tessa Campbell Archer are requesting help from the healthy members of the group to pick up extra patrol shifts.

The patrol schedule can be found here

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