middle of somewhere - foraging, winter & war prep
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[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]with war breathing down their necks, all hands have to be on deck; not to mention winter is rushing towards them full speed. it's really testing josephine's competency as reaper; she usually uses her power to delegate who needs to go in foraging parties and then keeping track back home, sometimes going out herself, when it could benefit her, she isn't exactly the outdoorsy type. now, though, this is quite literally the backbone of flintlock, if they run out of supplies, they stand no chance against bluestem prairie.

unable to pawn rosalie off on someone else while she had to actually work, joey fashioned a baby carrier or sorts out of an old basket she'd found in a supply room. swaddled and asleep, she set the baby in the basket and placed it on the table. with the baby at bay and quiet, joey can finally start surveying their stock. she holds a clipboard against her hip, occasionally writing down the items they could use some more of; luckily for them, the snow and ice and freezing temperatures made preserving the perishables much easier. they have some stock of meat, but figures getting as much as they can would never hurt, focusing more on big game than fishing, then resorting to hunting smaller game and fishing if prey is scarce. they have one greenhouse that have plants successfully growing in the often single digit temps, but joey would prefer for those to be on reserve almost, the sustainability if nothing else works out. finally, she plans on personally leading a gathering party, focusing on collecting nuts and berries.

joey stands over the table, weight on both arms resting on it and staring at her list; it'd be nice if some of the enforcers could go on a few hunting expeditions; double as protection as well. her attention is barely broken as a group takes a small step into the building she's tried to gather everything into. a few moments pass before she finally looks over her shoulder and straightens up.

" alright, we're going to need as many skilled archers and sharpshooters as we can, i want hunting parties of three or four to focus on big game, deer and mountain goats probably. a couple parties go at a time, then stager trips with other groups, " joey begins, very much feeling like she's scrambling to try and piece something together that will be effective, " [color=#990000]if there isn't much in the area you go, report it to me and the others so we know to not waste anymore time. look for small prey if you're not having much luck. as well, if you're not in a party and have the time, groups of two can head to the lake to ice fish, " she has no concept of fishing, so that's left up to them to figure out, " [color=#990000]i'm worried about keeping fish fresh, that's why i want everyone focusing on hunting, but everything will help. no one goes out on their own, bluestem may pull some shit and we can't have anymore fatalities, okay? " joey scans their faces for any reaction or question. she takes a deep breath before continuing,

" [color=#990000]i'll lead daily forages for everyone else, focused on nuts and berries. hickory nuts are probably what we're after most, but we'll grab everything. i also think it will be beneficial if we work on another cellar for the meat and perhaps freezing berries, in a place that's inconspicuous so no one can ruin our stock. i want to get started on that today. " after laying out her plans, joey starts to push past people to go outside.

" [color=#990000]first hunting party start up the mountain, i think you'll have better luck finding mountain goats that way, the other, take your pick of direction, m'kay? " even though she's 'asking,' joey won't take well to any defiance. " [color=#990000]those who want to work on the cellar, i think a place in the village, probably under one of the cabins, is going to be our best bet. i want that mostly dug out and prepped today for anything they bring back, if we need to make it bigger tomorrow, we can, then we'll work on camouflaging it. "

// just a little prep thread! throw your babes in wherever you see fit, i tried to give a lot of options, lol.

[spoiler=tags, updated 12/14/2020]BASICS[color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM

&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ |  joey, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 22 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. reaper of flintlock lodge .

PERSONALITYGOT EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED
&. impulsive . outgoing . femme fatale . flirtatious . seemingly emotionless . guarded . self-destructive . obsessive . hot headed . reckless . kleptomania tendencies . selfish . brat .  assertive . loyal to those close to her . intuitive . stubborn . passionate . self-preserving . quick . nosey . reliable . non-committal . determined . secretive . resentful . resourceful . distrusting .

APPEARANCENOT WHAT YOU THINK
&.  five foot six & one hundred and seventeen pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair just past her collarbone, grows a dirtier blonde, lightening up as soon as any sun touches it .
↳ slim, muscular build. legs on the longer side .
↳ big blue/green doe eyes, light yet well-groomed eyebrows, full lips, dimples .

INTERACTIONSAND IF I’M BEING HONEST
&.  [ 8/10 ] physically  |  [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ medium ] | difficulty w/ melees [ hard ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ hard ]
↳ combat information .
&. attack in bold #990000 | [member=570]scully[/member] | PM for any major plots .
&. friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .

INVENTORYIT MIGHT’VE BEEN A NIGHTMARE
&. [ 2 ] weapons | [ 0 ] armor pieces | [ 0 ] consumables | [ 2 ] aid items | [ 1 ] misc .
↳ one combat knife .
↳ a three piece throwing knife set
↳ a bracelet from her late mother, each one of her sisters has a piece to the same set, their mother having the biggest piece

RELATIONSHIPSTO ANYONE WHO MIGHT CARE
&. elizabeth van doren (npc) x malcolm van doren (npc) | second youngest of nine children .
↳ cassian van doren, eldest, flintlock .
↳ beau van doren, second eldest, unknown .
↳ range rover van doren, unknown & scarlett van doren, dead .
↳ auden van doren, unknown & tara van doren, dead .
↳ maxine van doren, just older than joey, flintlock .
↳ richard van doren, youngest, flintlock .
&. pansexual, panromantic ; mongamous  . | scared of commitment, however enjoys casual fun .
&. lover to william stirling
↳ reoccurring friends with benefits.
↳ parents to rosalie willa van doren, three months old .
&. lover to theodore knope
↳ partner whenever she visits the badlands[/spoiler]


I DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE,
[size=9pt]BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS MY NAME —— INFO
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[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 2.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]With the threat of an imminent war right around the corner, it seemed that most of Flintlock suddenly had their guard up, as if preparing for yet another inevitable screw-up. Well, this time it’d be different. William’s girl-but-not-really-his-girl would be the group’s saving grace thanks to her organization and ability to conduct a room effortlessly. He’d only feel proud of her when she gave him reason to be, and this feat seemed pretty exciting to say the least. After all, it looked as if Joey was drowning in an abundance of praise for her work to keep the group thriving, and William was glad to feel as if he could wrangle for the offcuts of her glory as her child’s father.

When Joey was receiving all of this praise, maybe it wasn’t so hard to try and act as her partner in crime, her inamorato, her one and hopefully only better half. He could soak himself up in this pride forever if he could, and so he’d make it apparent as he slid into the room to listen to her instructions. Slowly sliding over to stand beside her, William folded his arms across his chest whilst he glanced across at the people in the room. Maybe he could rest a hand on her back, or perhaps crack her a smile and tell her that she was doing a good job. But no, he simply stood there as he peered down at the list she’d written.

Soon, everyone began to head outside after Joey, William included as he casually sauntered a couple steps behind her as she began to talk about the first hunting party. ❝ Let me just grab my rifle, and I can look out for the first hunting party. ❞ He pointed out, shifting his weight. Whilst it may be difficult to trust him as a person, it was undeniable that William was good at his job as an enforcer. He’d trained all his life to be good in combat, and so he’d proudly take on a job to protect a hunting party if that allowed for him to show off one of his many talents. Eyes shifted over towards Joey for a brief moment, hoping that it would be enough to impress her. But, of course it wouldn’t, who was he kidding?


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TAKE A HUMAN HEART , ADD SOME VANITY , AUTHENTICITY
[sup]AND PUT THEM ALL TOGETHER . DO WHATEVER TO YOUR BROKEN MACHINE .[/sup]

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