Yoda
Grand Master of the Jedi Order
Welcome to the IC thread for the post apocalypse RP Going Home. You can find character information and the OOC Thread here: http://www.storytellerscircle.com/threads/going-home.3604/
Jace Hull - Valhalla Prisons
The day started out like any other for Jace, a breakfast of porridge and a cold glass of water, but unlike the days before it wasn't just him and the guards in the cafeteria. Some time yesterday the guards had brought in the next group of outcasts. Unlike Jace the new outcasts had no idea what was awaiting them, some of them probably didn't even know they were banished.
Jace had tried to talk to a few of them when they came in, but the ones he talked to seemed too depressed to carry out a real conversation. Maybe now with food in their stomachs some of them will be more inclined to get their act together, Jace thought to himself as he looked over the 15 or so new outcasts. Jace needed to find the ones that actually wanted to make it to the surface, since he knew more than half of them would just give up the moment the gates to Valhalla closed. Jace wasn't about to walk around the cafeteria and ask people if they were here to survive or die, instead he knew the ones that were serious would find him. Returning to his chow Jace waited.
The RP will begin deep in the prison of Valhalla where our characters are awaiting exile.

Jace Hull - Valhalla Prisons
The day started out like any other for Jace, a breakfast of porridge and a cold glass of water, but unlike the days before it wasn't just him and the guards in the cafeteria. Some time yesterday the guards had brought in the next group of outcasts. Unlike Jace the new outcasts had no idea what was awaiting them, some of them probably didn't even know they were banished.
Jace had tried to talk to a few of them when they came in, but the ones he talked to seemed too depressed to carry out a real conversation. Maybe now with food in their stomachs some of them will be more inclined to get their act together, Jace thought to himself as he looked over the 15 or so new outcasts. Jace needed to find the ones that actually wanted to make it to the surface, since he knew more than half of them would just give up the moment the gates to Valhalla closed. Jace wasn't about to walk around the cafeteria and ask people if they were here to survive or die, instead he knew the ones that were serious would find him. Returning to his chow Jace waited.