I'm not going home without you;

HOW'S MY DRIVING?

I've been playing Claire for a number of years, but I'm always improving and adapting, and I'd love to hear any feedback anyone would like to give me. For personal comfort I'm turning off IP logging, enabling anon commenting, and screening comments.

This is Claire. Leave a message.

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( hello again )

[ OOC ]

Backtagging: i live off it
Threadjacking: unless something is locked, by all means
Fourth-Walling: if unavoidable, fine, but try to let me know ahead of time
Preferred method of contact: plurk: valkyrieblue, discord: Valkyrieblue, or reach out VIA PM. I am very reachable, I just may not always initiate bc social anxiety and ADHD mean -ooh squirrel

[ IC ]

Hugging: sure, but if you're not a small child or someone claire knows, be aware she might bodycheck you.
Kissing: if you want to get punched, sure.
Smut: i don't do dubcon but otherwise i'm cool with smut.
Fighting: yes of course
Injuries: i'm all cool with injuries but we might chat ooc beforehand about extent w/e
Killing: definitely hash details out with me, because you'd have to have a p. good reason and idea to get me to agree to offing my character.

[ SMUT]

Claire is heteroflexible, she isn't opposed to being intimate with a woman she just also doesn't actively seek it out.

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Everything above this point either pertains to trans_9, or some other Claire-related endevor. I will specify, when necessary.

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Everything below this point pertains specifically to daisychainrpg

Relevant links for Archival purposes:

dc logs
dc wiki
dc application

((Let's just pretend this was super-prompt and went up an hour after Claire's conversation with Sherry over the walkies.))

[ Private to Leon S. Kennedy // Hard to Hack ]

Hey, Leon. You mind swinging by my apartment asap? I have a surprise for you. ;)

[ Public ]

Manhattan has it's own power station, right? Is there any way to get there and, oh, I don't know, cut whatever's supplying power to those sirens?

Just a thought.

[ Private to Leon Kennedy // Hard to Hack ]

I need to talk to you. Sooner rather than later.

[Private to Barfolk; excluding Sherry //Hard to Hack]

Hey, Billy.

I get trying to keep Sherry from letting Wesker know where we are but don't threaten little kids. Just asking her nicely or, I don't know, explaining why, would be a lot less psychologically damaging.

[[ Screened to residents of Seventh Heaven/70 Irving Place // Difficult to Hack ]]

I'm not buying that Aya's dead, but we need to find her. If that sick freak was the last person she was with, she might be in trouble.

I know people are starting search parties, but we can't all leave. I'm assuming Rebecca will stay at the clinic? Who else?

Either way, we need to keep an eye on Eve. I could stay with her, she trusts me, but if we need more eyes out for whoever is missing, she's a good kid and she'll mind whoever she is asked to.

[[ Private to Eve // Difficult to Hack ]]

Eve, sweetie? If you're reading this, make sure you stay inside the clinic and don't go outside for anything, okay?

[[Private// probably easier to hack than it should be]]

Gonna have to be a big girl and talk to him sooner or later, Redfield. It's been almost a week, right?

[Private to Le

You know what, today isn't good. Maybe tomorrow.
[[/Private]]

I think I'm going to head out a couple blocks and see what there is to clear out. Chris, Sheva? Either one of you want to come? I know the other day when I was down by Broadway I ran into more than I usually do that time of day. Don't want them getting too close to the bar.

I can't be the only person in this city who finds it completely bizarre that after a random power outage and that crazy monster howling all night we're worried for ten seconds and then making plans for one of the lamest holidays ever recognized.

I mean, it's nice people are moving on with their lives despite the situation we're in, but our energy could probably be focused elsewhere.

I've been exploring lately. Having only been to New York a couple of times before, I don't exactly know the streets like the back of my hand, and it's kind of useful in a situation like ours to know the layout.

I found a little girl while I was out. Her name is Eve, and she's got blonde hair, blue eyes. If anyone knows her, I think it might be nice for her to have someone familiar to her around. I know that's not really always going to happen here, but still.

Otherwise, I'll keep an eye on her. Leon, Chris, everyone else, you guys will too, right?

Thank God for a live internet connection. I don't know what happened here, an outbreak, someone's pet tarantulas having a serious growth spurt? I'm holed up in the 18th Precinct, papers say I'm in New York City. There are creatures outside, I've barricaded the door so they can't get in, at least right now. There doesn't seem to be another way out, though, save for scaling rooftops.

If there is anyone out there who can see this, I need backup, ASAP.

THIS JOURNAL IS BEING REBOOTED FOR daisychainrpg. IGNORE ALL POSTS BENEATH THIS ONE.

HAVE A NICE DAY.

So

I just broke the coffee table with my foot. I probably should've moved it.

Ow.

[ Filter: Private ]

It'd be great if the dreams would stop. After that attack...

It's just not happening. And I'm having trouble sleeping because of it, which leads to me being up at stupid o'clock...

Augh.

[ Filter: Public ]

So, I hear Chris got himself a new roommate! That's..what, the third one in the past six months?

Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me.

I actually thought about trying to start a garden for like five minutes earlier today.

I probably could, since grass and trees grow around here, but there's the whole.. remembering to water the plants thing. And Chris can vouch for me in that I can't even keep a house plant alive. I managed to kill the cactus my aunt gave me for a graduation present. A cactus.

Still, it's probably a thought, if they're going to start messing with our food. And we really don't need any repeats of Tajima's performance in the living room, do we.

[ Filter: Private ]

I never really thought I'd say this, but I miss home. Kanou's a sweetheart, and Chris is here, but I miss my friends back there. I feel totally useless here. There's fighting going on, and all this shit, and I'm just sitting on my hands, playing Baseball Mom and still having nightmares like a six-year-old.

I wouldn't feel like this if Sherry were here. Then maybe I'd have some peace of mind as to where she was.

I can't stop feeling like I've abandoned her, even after all these years of not being able to find her.

That's probably why I still have the dreams.

[ Filter: Public ]

Before anyone asks, no, I don't sew, so if anyone wants costumes for this party I keep hearing about, you're all on your own in the creativity department.