#fortunatask1

Head of Security ⟼ Hello. Your 48 hour mandatory quarantine is now over. Before letting you into the populace I need you to answer a few questions. Please state your full name, and date of birth. “Hey…” He forced a smile, simply trying to appease the statuesque man. “Jackson Castillo, but I go by JC, and um… Why do you need my birthday?” Letting out a sigh, he shook his head and answered. “December seventh, nineteen-ninety-three…”

Head of Security ⟼ Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms? Looking down at the hazmat suit on his body, and the helmet in his hand, he chuckled softly before putting his stone face back on. “...No. I’m pretty sure I haven’t…”

Head of Security ⟼ Are there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of? “Not that I can think of. I mean, I’ve been underground for the past five years, so I’m not sure if that’d…. Cause anything? Stir-crazy, maybe?” He suggested, scratching his chin in thought before finally shrugging and moving on to the next question.

Head of Security⟼ Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you? “What family life? My parents died at the beginning of all this. They were the first infected I saw. They were doomsday preppers and they had a doomsday shelter in the backyard, so… When this all started, I went to get in it with them, and my dad had already turned and gotten at my mom…” Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and continued. ”She wasn’t dead yet, but, she was clearly not gonna make it... I ran in there myself and locked myself in. That’s where I’ve been since this started. When I ran out of food, I climbed out, put on this hazmat suit, ran into another survivor, and we made our way over here together.”

Head of Security ⟼ Can you list for us 3 skills that you are proficient in? “Free climbing, I’m a pretty fast runner, and I’m good at building, and construction work.”

Head of Security⟼ Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in. “Pretty much everything else. Not good at killing, scouting, and… farming? I guess?”

Head of Security ⟼ Last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected? “Um… Someone I knew?... I haven’t even killed one of those… But uh…  Yeah. Yeah, I could.” He lied through his teeth, hoping the security officer wouldn’t pick up on it.

q001. “Hello. Your 48 hour mandatory quarantine is now over. Before letting you into the populace I need you to answer a few questions. Please state your full name, date of birth?”

“Harrison Keanu Teller. November 28, 1984.”

q002. “Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms?”

“Yeah, I’ve got this fungus looking thing sprouting from the back of my neck... Wait no, I’m kidding I forget that’s not a thing that many people like to joke about even though my expression clearly gives that away. So no, not that I’m aware of.”

q003. “Are there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of?”

“Nothing that’s major. I get migraines a few times a month though that are so bad I just wanna kill myself and reanimate into a clicker... And once again, I’m only kidding.”

q004. “Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you?”

“Well to start with my family, to put it lightly they were all kind of shitty. I was born in Chicago to Patrick and Jennifer Teller, and they were both junkies. They were the type of people that could not go a single day without getting high off of something... anything that would give them a good trip, really. They didn’t care what it was. I have no idea how I even survived for as long as I did living with them and it wasn’t until I was six years old when my mom’s sister stopped by one day and caught Jen doing a line of coke on the dining room table while I was trying to do my vocabulary homework right next to her that I got out of that house. My parents didn’t fight to keep me and they could care less that I was even gone. Last I heard of them they lost the house they lived in a few years before the world became what it is now. But anyway, after my aunt took me with her she made sure I stayed in school all the way through college where I was majoring in engineering, and one of the professors I had actually got me a job with a company he used to work for as an electrician. Life wasn’t too bad, but now here we are. This is probably the most I’ve ever shared with anyone since the world started going to hell, by the way. I mind my business, I can fend for myself, but I’m sure I’ll be expected to work with others here and get along with them as if there was nothing going on outside the walls...right? I can do that, and I’ll keep the infected jokes to a minimum.”

q005. “Can you list three skills that you are proficient in?”

“I know how to get a running electrical current pretty easily. There’s still plenty of thing around to manage that. I’ve spent a lot of time making melee weapons and trying to better them as well and prefer them over firearms for multiple reasons. Last thing, I guess I’d say I’m an exceptional swimmer if that’s good for anything and I know how to sail boats so if you ever have to send someone down the river for anything, I’ve got it covered.”

q.006 “Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in.”

“Honestly, sometimes I can get a little too hot headed and will get in someone’s face if they get a little too confrontational. I don't let things go easily. I’ve gotta say that I’m not the best shooter either, like I mentioned I’m more into melee weapons.”

q007. “Alright, and last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected?”

”Yeah, I’ve done it a few times. What’s one more?”

q008. “Thank you, and welcome to Fortuna!”

“Hello. Your 48 hour mandatory quarantine is now over. Before letting you into the populace I need you to answer a few questions. Please state your full name, date of birth?”

“Arden Boyce, July 4th.”

“Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms?”

“No.”

“Are there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of?”

“A few anger management problems, that’s it.”

“Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you?”

Tongue clicks, prefaced with an uncomfortable shuffle. “Family aren’t in the picture, never were, from what I can remember. Bounced from home to home, my life was ... nomadic, shall we say. Never settled. My work ethic? If you don’t have one in this day ‘n age, you won’t survive long. That’s to all them silver-spoon kids out there who think they don’t need to fuckin’ provide.” A sigh sounds deep within her chest. “I don’t have much patience, never had. Short - fused people would say.”

“Can you list three skills that you are proficient in?”

“I’m fast. Real fast. Had to be when you were stuck in homes, otherwise you wouldn’t eat. Agile, flexible, even. ‘N lastly, I’m good at getting information outta people. Working as a bartender does that to you.”

“Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in.”

“I prefer to work alone - don’t like teamwork. Just more room for fuck - ups and mistakes to happen. I can’t swim, if that even matters anymore. Lastly, I’m a shitty cook, which is why I became a bartender instead of working in the kitchen.”

“Alright, and last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected?”

“Without hesitation.”

“Thank you, and welcome to Fortuna!”

“Hello. Your 48 hour mandatory quarantine is now over. Before letting you into the populace I need you to answer a few questions. Please state your full name, date of birth?” “Antonella Maria Garcia, my friends call me Tony, though. No, you and I aren’t friends so Antonella is fine. August 17th, 1996, that makes me a Leo.”

“Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms?” “Not that I know of”

“Are there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of?” “My knee was messed up when I was a kid. Needs a brace most of the time but I make due since I’ve lived nearly my entire life with it. I could run circles around almost everyone here- well not literally, I’d be a little slower than them but I made it here all the way from Mexico City so that’s gotta count for something”

“Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you?” “I was close with my family. They were the world to me for a very long time but they’re dead now. You don’t have to worry about any of them trying to get into your safe haven- it’s just me now, on my own. As far as work goes, I spent a long time in school learning some intense stuff only to be greeted with this world. I guess it’s better than being stuck with a masters working at Starbucks [she chuckles at her own joke]. I’m kidding, I was gonna work at NASA [there is a long pause before she takes in a deep breath and continues] Look, if you give me something to do I’ll get the job done no matter what it takes. Use the shit I know and I’ll help you.”

“Can you list three skills that you are proficient in?” “Anything I can tinker on. Engines, computers, motors- I like to know how things work and I’m pretty damn good at it too. I’m good with kids, weirdly. My family is Mexican so there was always some around. Cooking- again, Mexican I don’t really need to explain that”

“Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in. ”I’m not much of a swimmer- or a strong runner [she pokes the brace on her leg with a laugh] Anything medical- I work better with metal than with flesh, it give me the willies. Lastly, God did not grace me with a green thumb. I can’t garden for shit so don’t put me in any sort of fields.”

“Alright, and last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected?” “Without a second thought”

    1 “Hello. Your 48 hour mandatory quarantine is now over. Before letting you into the populace I need you to answer a few questions. Please state your full name, date of birth?”

I’m Officer Kiara Rose Addams. Birthdate is September, the Twenty-Three, 1991.

    2 “Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms?”

A man shot me in the leg a few weeks ago, but the wound was treated so there’s nothing to worry about.

    3 “Are there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of?”

I usually suffer from terrible, vivid nightmares. It all started one year before the first breakout, but it only got worse these past years.

    4 “Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you?”

My family was... a bit strange. I’m the middle kid of five, and my parents never cared much about us. My maternal grandmother was the one who took care of me and my siblings, and we all loved her very much. My two older brothers weren’t good people. They started messing around with street gangs, using drugs and all these stuff. One got killed, while the other was in prison by the time of the first breakout. The other two, a boy and a girl, were quite fine. I don’t know what happened to them after the breakout.

I used to be a cop before all of this. It was a good job, I really liked it. I’m also the one who got my brother in jail after I found out he was part of a drug cartel on our city. The paychecks helped me give a good life to my grandmother, and also give some allowance to my younger siblings. When everything happened I was on patrol, and when I came home my grandma was already infected. It broke my heart seeing her like that, and I had to take care of it before she suffered more.

    5 “Can you list three skills that you are proficient in?”

Because of my job, I needed to know how to use a gun, meaning I’m really good at it now. I can cook simple meals too. I’m also pretty fast and flexible.

6 “Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in.”

Don’t let me near cars, ok? I can’t drive, my license was taken eight years ago and even my co-workers never let me touch the steering wheel of anything. Swimming is a big no for me too, and I don’t know how to take care of a garden. All of the plants seem to die if I touch them.

7 “Alright, and last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected?”

As I said before, my grandmother was infected when I got home the day it all started. I had to kill her, even if I loved her deeply. Does this answer your question?

                    “Thank you, and welcome to Fortuna!”

Head of Security ⟼ Hello. Your 48 hour mandatory quarantine is now over. Before letting you into the populace I need you to answer a few questions. Please state your full name, and date of birth. Clearing his throat, Magnus took a seat in the chair, a kind smile on his face. “Magnus Ölander.” Licking his lips for a moment as he thought about whether the truth was really important for them to know. “October twenty-ninth, nineteen-ninety.”

Head of Security ⟼ Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms? A light chuckle fell from Magnus’ lips, his head shaking in response. “Has anyone ever honestly answered yes? If I was experiencing infected-like symptoms, why would I tell you?” He then let out a sigh of relief as he got comfortable in his seat, folding his arms across his chest, his eyebrows raising a little. “Besides, aren’t you planning to strip me and check for any signs of infection anyways?”

Head of Security ⟼ Are there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of? “No.”

Head of Security⟼ Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you? “My family was from Sweden. I’m a hard worker and I do not stop until the job is done, and done to perfection. I don’t waste time accomplishing a task, and when I have my sights set on a goal, it’s hard to change my course.” Magnus answered with a slight shrug. “As for what kind of person I am… That’s a very vague question, sir, and to be honest, I’m not sure I know how to properly answer. -- After all, we as humans, do have a tenancy to be biased towards ourselves.”

Head of Security ⟼ Can you list for us 3 skills that you are proficient in? “Are my answers going to be have to be proven in some sort of test, or are you just trusting the word of those that enter your gates, despite having never met them before?” The man questioned in return, his lips curling up into a cock smile. “I’m capable of doing anything and everything. There isn’t a single task you could assign me to, that I couldn’t figure out.” He answered, straightening his suit jacket. “Just put me wherever you need hands.”

Head of Security⟼ Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in. “Did you hear what I said a moment ago?” Magnus questioned, his tone still calm and soft.

Head of Security ⟼ Last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected? “Of course. It’d be the easiest thing I’ve done since the world went to shit. The moment you are infected, whether that be from the spores, or a bite… You’re no longer human in my eyes. The moment you slip up, you put the entire compound at risk… And I’m not a fan of unnecessary risks.”

Mary is 22 years old and she’s was from Georgia, her birthday is july 2nd. 

Her family isn’t really around since birth, she’s learn to be independent ever since she was little, and choosing photography made her travel and be free from the old town she lived. 

In terms of relationships Mary has never been in one that she considers the one or even been in love for real, sure she had boyfriends and everything but nothing that would make her stay in one place. Not unlike now, ever since coming to Fortuna she learnt to be independent in a different kind of way, she couldn’t run away from her feelings or anyone. 

-While travelling the world Mary picked up cooking to survive with less. 

There is little that Mary is afraid in this world, but maybe taking the life of a friend or even a person she exchanged words with, that would be something she wouldn’t like,