Mod Post/Character Entrances

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Hello all! Katie here to let you all know we'll be starting the game tomorrow at 12AM (EST). Just an hour and a half to go!

In the mean time, we have one more thing about back-story that we need to cover. Imagine this with me:

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Re: Lauren Zizes

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Lauren couldn’t believe how this week had started. Sunday was typical enough. She picked up some school supplies, made the half hour trip to the closest Borders Bookstore for its great going out of business prices, and even met up with a few friends from AV club at the mall. She had dinner with her parents, and spent the evening playing Halo, before falling asleep. She woke Monday morning and as soon as her vision cleared, she felt a small panic. She grabbed her glasses, but she had seen correctly without them. Her Xbox was gone, as were her iPod dock and laptop. Even her cell phone was gone. Had she been robbed? In one blur of a moment, Lauren was racing downstairs, but even then she couldn’t ignore the feeling that something was…off. Reaching the downstairs, Lauren couldn’t ignore the feeling anymore. Gone were familiarities such as the TV, blu ray player, and microwave. Lauren’s theory about being robbed would have been plausible if it weren’t for the changes. Their comfortable, oversized couches were replaced by smaller, stiff looking chairs and loveseats. The photographs were in black and white and notably missing was the one of Lauren in her wrestling uniform. Her mother had come in at that point, saying that Lauren had slept too late, but that breakfast on the table for her. Without a word Lauren followed her mother into the kitchen and sat. That’s where she saw the newspaper: 1956. Lauren relaxed a bit and concluded this was all a carefully detailed, bizarre dream. Her confidence in this conclusion dwindled as night began to settle. The only thing she could do was go to sleep and hope that she would awake in 2011. There was so no such luck.

Slowly she accepted, well not really accepted, rather she stopped the constant internal argument that she could not logically be in 1956, that she was somehow in Lima, Ohio some fifty years in the past. Here her “father” worked at a car factory all day long. At home he was in a permanent bad mood, polar opposite of the soft teddy bear she was used to. Her “mom” was also completely different. Instead of being the strong, independent, working woman Lauren knew, she steady at home and catered to her husband. Lauren didn’t understand it, and she definitely didn’t like it. When she could she would leave the house to walk around town trying the best she could to get accustomed to all this.

She didn’t want to get accustomed though. She wanted to go home. It didn’t seem like that would be happening anytime soon. Lauren was just going to handle this the only one she knew: head on and with confidence. So she didn’t have the slightest idea what was going on, or what she was doing? No one else would know.