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Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
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- Do not pass Go. Do not collect $200.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
NowVOTE. I'm very glad none of you collected $200.
Character: Jack Holden
Series: Zombies, Run!
Character Age: Late 20s
Job: Playlist Coordinator
Canon: When people started coming down with what seemed like a new strain of the flu, nobody expected one of the side-effects to be coming back from the dead as a horrible flesh-eating monster. Cue zombie apocalypse. In the aftermath of the Grey Plague, survivors have grouped together in fortified settlements like Abel Township, making do with whatever infrastructure they can support.
In Abel's case this includes a radio broadcasting system, and as one of the hosts, Jack Holden helps to provide news, music, and a good helping of witty banter to anyone within listening distance. Enthusiastic and light-hearted, Jack tends to fall back on his sense of humor to help buoy himself and others through otherwise dark times. He's more than willing to fight - both literally and figuratively - for the sake of what matters to him most, and makes for an incredibly loyal and passionate friend. But even when it comes to those he's never met, he cares deeply about building and maintaining a sense of community in the face of all that's happened - whether it's through sharing essential survival tips, or just helping someone to barter for a complete set of Harry Potter books.
Sample Entry:
Tell us about yourself in a few words.
Handsome, charming, brilliant, talented, occasionally unwashed. Six is good to start, yeah?
Why are you joining our happy community?
I heard there are flush toilets and almost reliable showers and are those real buildings I see? Everybody gets to sleep inside a building and not have to jostle for the prime tent spot next to the window flap?
My God, it's a luxury paradise!
Why are you a valuable asset to this camp?
As a bunch of famous dead people have said, music … Music is the food of love, so play on. Where words fail, music speaks. Music, uh, makes the people come together. Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel. Hey, Mr. DJ, put a record on, I want to dance with my baby.
And so on, et cetera.
If you could choose to bring three objects to a desert island, what would you bring and why?
Oooh… Let's see… The complete Tom Waits discography, a good cider, And Sir Geoffrey, obviously. That's what I call my cricket bat. I don't mean the actual athlete. Although, come to think of it, I wonder how if he would be helpful on a desert island. Mm, probably wouldn't want to be around him that much. Nevermind.
Oh crap, I forgot to say my partner. Would he be mad that I didn't say him, or mad that I listed him as an object… Well, if he asks, I totally said him first but specified he is his own person and not a thing.
Do you consider yourself squeamish? Please provide an example.
What is the specific scale here? Because on the one hand, I can bludgeon ambulatory rotting corpses nooo problem, and on the other, I have to get someone else to deal with spiders for me. So … Let's say on a scale of one through ten, I am a solid five squeams.
Can you perform a flawless headshot? If not, and if your life depended on it, how many hours a week would you be willing to spend on the shooting range?
Actually, I prefer a cricket bat as my weapon of choice. Gun are useless once you run out of ammo and the noise attracts a crowd. Yep, definitely better to do the ol' smashy smash.
Would you be able to dispose of the flesh of the undead? How?
Right, well, first of all you definitely don't want to dump it in any water source. Don't burn it, because cremating a body is actually a bit complicated, and the fire will attract even more zoms which will mean a bigger fire and then more zoms and fire and zoms and fire in a terrifying and increasingly sweltering infinite loop. God, and the smell.
Oh! And you don't want to bury it, nooo no no, not if you're traveling. Lose valuable daylight that way, wear yourself out, and find yourself exhausted and trapped in a pit surrounded by shamblers. Nope.
So, uh, basically … Leave it? I guess?
Do you think you are good in a crisis? Why?
Yeah, um. Yeah, I would say I have a bit of experience in the crisis department.
What if the crisis involved the end of the world? Please explain.
HA.
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- Do not pass Go. Do not collect $200.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now
Character: Jack Holden
Series: Zombies, Run!
Character Age: Late 20s
Job: Playlist Coordinator
Canon: When people started coming down with what seemed like a new strain of the flu, nobody expected one of the side-effects to be coming back from the dead as a horrible flesh-eating monster. Cue zombie apocalypse. In the aftermath of the Grey Plague, survivors have grouped together in fortified settlements like Abel Township, making do with whatever infrastructure they can support.
In Abel's case this includes a radio broadcasting system, and as one of the hosts, Jack Holden helps to provide news, music, and a good helping of witty banter to anyone within listening distance. Enthusiastic and light-hearted, Jack tends to fall back on his sense of humor to help buoy himself and others through otherwise dark times. He's more than willing to fight - both literally and figuratively - for the sake of what matters to him most, and makes for an incredibly loyal and passionate friend. But even when it comes to those he's never met, he cares deeply about building and maintaining a sense of community in the face of all that's happened - whether it's through sharing essential survival tips, or just helping someone to barter for a complete set of Harry Potter books.
Sample Entry:
Tell us about yourself in a few words.
Handsome, charming, brilliant, talented, occasionally unwashed. Six is good to start, yeah?
Why are you joining our happy community?
I heard there are flush toilets and almost reliable showers and are those real buildings I see? Everybody gets to sleep inside a building and not have to jostle for the prime tent spot next to the window flap?
My God, it's a luxury paradise!
Why are you a valuable asset to this camp?
As a bunch of famous dead people have said, music … Music is the food of love, so play on. Where words fail, music speaks. Music, uh, makes the people come together. Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel. Hey, Mr. DJ, put a record on, I want to dance with my baby.
And so on, et cetera.
If you could choose to bring three objects to a desert island, what would you bring and why?
Oooh… Let's see… The complete Tom Waits discography, a good cider, And Sir Geoffrey, obviously. That's what I call my cricket bat. I don't mean the actual athlete. Although, come to think of it, I wonder how if he would be helpful on a desert island. Mm, probably wouldn't want to be around him that much. Nevermind.
Oh crap, I forgot to say my partner. Would he be mad that I didn't say him, or mad that I listed him as an object… Well, if he asks, I totally said him first but specified he is his own person and not a thing.
Do you consider yourself squeamish? Please provide an example.
What is the specific scale here? Because on the one hand, I can bludgeon ambulatory rotting corpses nooo problem, and on the other, I have to get someone else to deal with spiders for me. So … Let's say on a scale of one through ten, I am a solid five squeams.
Can you perform a flawless headshot? If not, and if your life depended on it, how many hours a week would you be willing to spend on the shooting range?
Actually, I prefer a cricket bat as my weapon of choice. Gun are useless once you run out of ammo and the noise attracts a crowd. Yep, definitely better to do the ol' smashy smash.
Would you be able to dispose of the flesh of the undead? How?
Right, well, first of all you definitely don't want to dump it in any water source. Don't burn it, because cremating a body is actually a bit complicated, and the fire will attract even more zoms which will mean a bigger fire and then more zoms and fire and zoms and fire in a terrifying and increasingly sweltering infinite loop. God, and the smell.
Oh! And you don't want to bury it, nooo no no, not if you're traveling. Lose valuable daylight that way, wear yourself out, and find yourself exhausted and trapped in a pit surrounded by shamblers. Nope.
So, uh, basically … Leave it? I guess?
Do you think you are good in a crisis? Why?
Yeah, um. Yeah, I would say I have a bit of experience in the crisis department.
What if the crisis involved the end of the world? Please explain.
HA.
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