Hey, this is my first time using this thing. Just looking to hook up with someone that wants to go beat up monsters for some cash since apparently solo hunting's not allowed.

Prefer to work in a pair. Good with just about every weapon (I'll come prepared) and adept with hand-to-hand combat. I work best with hard hitters since I focus on speed.

Only contact me if you can pull your own weight, though I'll definitely have your back if you've got mine. I'd potentially like to find someone that would be willing to team-up long-term, if possible.

[ She's dead and this is hell.

Well, maybe not. But it might be easier if she could explain the situation away like it was just that. It's hard enough to adjust to all of this. Autonomy is a wonderful thing, even if she is experiencing it in this place. While chasing pumpkins. She's not sure this beats the usual gig, but it's certainly less dangerous than a BOW and to her knowledge, no possibility of being infected and without sharp claws or teeth. It was just the speed she had to really worry about and if there's one thing she was good at, it was just that.

There's a trail of pumpkin flesh behind her thanks to an unfortunate accident. She'd thrown herself on one and when her instincts kicked in, instead of going for the legs, Jill maybe (definitely) thrust her combat knife in a little too far and a little too hard. A learning experience, definitely, and something she wouldn't repeat this time around. This isn't a take down, a bit of a stilled and gentle hand would be advantageous.

Wiping the slimy gore and seeds from her knife against her thigh, she makes a sound as another one rushes by her, nearly knocking her over along the way. ]

[ Jill's been here long enough and it's time to venture out into the wide world and do some shopping. In one hand, she's eating some free fruit that probably shouldn't taste the way it does (she's going back for seconds) and the other is holding a box of hair dye because the blonde has got go go. She hasn't really experimented in the past, not even back in her early twenties, so it's all very new to her. They all boast coverage and "multi-faceted highlights" and new formulas and this or that, but all she really wants is to get one that's as close to her original hair color as possible.

She'd never have thought of her hair as "Mocha Latte" or anything like that. They've all got food names and maybe they're supposed to be appetizing, but the concept doesn't line up to her. A second box -- "Chocolate Creme" seems a little bit closer. She fumbles to hold it and compare the two, but the box ultimately flips between the other one and her wrist while she drops the pineapple on the ground despite her valiant attempt to hold onto all three. She pauses for a long while before crouching to pick up the dye. ]

Start to a wonderful day, I can just feel it.

[ Now she'll just have to find a way to clean-up her spill and decide on one of the two colors. Or ultimately pick one of the forty others that have minute differences in shade. Fantastic. ]

[ Jill is from the middle of Desperate Escape. Feel free to wildcard me with a prompt and I'll write something for you. If you have any questions, comments, or requests you're welcome to PM me! c: ]