Liv Moore (
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arrival
Who: Liv Moore and you!
Where: Just inside the mansion
When: July 10th
Rating: G-PG?
Summary: Your typical dead girl arrival in Wonderland.
The Story:
[ Being a tabloid cover girl in the most unflattering photo ever isn't fair. It's like when someone judges Britney Spears by her 2008 hair shaving incident even today when she's mostly just judging singing competition shows. One moment of being pissed off in a zombie rage doesn't define Liv or the entire zombie population. But try telling anyone that and you'll probably get a gun waved in your face.
Still, it's a crappy picture and she has to worry about someone recognizing her because of it. Wearing a bathrobe, she leans over in her bedroom to wrap her freshly dyed (a more natural blonde) hair in a towel, only to stand up straight again and come face to face with...
...not her bedroom wall, that's for sure. It's a door, an outside door, because she's standing on the porch of a giant mansion where her apartment building used to be. ]
Uh...
[ She's naked. Well, practically naked, outside, and steps inside quickly, closing the door behind her. Did she fall? Hit her head? Is this some kind of weird, new and enhanced memory that she actually becomes a part of once she eats brains? ]
...Hello?
[ Is she like Scrooge in that one Christmas story where no one else can see or hear her because she's dead? ]
Can anyone hear me? Or see me? Preferably both?
[ There's a brochure, so she picks it up. Wonderland. Wonderland? She has to just. ]
Wonderland???
Where: Just inside the mansion
When: July 10th
Rating: G-PG?
Summary: Your typical dead girl arrival in Wonderland.
The Story:
[ Being a tabloid cover girl in the most unflattering photo ever isn't fair. It's like when someone judges Britney Spears by her 2008 hair shaving incident even today when she's mostly just judging singing competition shows. One moment of being pissed off in a zombie rage doesn't define Liv or the entire zombie population. But try telling anyone that and you'll probably get a gun waved in your face.
Still, it's a crappy picture and she has to worry about someone recognizing her because of it. Wearing a bathrobe, she leans over in her bedroom to wrap her freshly dyed (a more natural blonde) hair in a towel, only to stand up straight again and come face to face with...
...not her bedroom wall, that's for sure. It's a door, an outside door, because she's standing on the porch of a giant mansion where her apartment building used to be. ]
Uh...
[ She's naked. Well, practically naked, outside, and steps inside quickly, closing the door behind her. Did she fall? Hit her head? Is this some kind of weird, new and enhanced memory that she actually becomes a part of once she eats brains? ]
...Hello?
[ Is she like Scrooge in that one Christmas story where no one else can see or hear her because she's dead? ]
Can anyone hear me? Or see me? Preferably both?
[ There's a brochure, so she picks it up. Wonderland. Wonderland? She has to just. ]
Wonderland???
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[ And yet Nora seems pretty chill about. Maybe it's not as bad as her imagination is making her think. ]
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[ Liv's trying to wrap her mind around why anyone would be afraid of a stupid mirror. ]
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[ She's still shaken from her encounter with Joel's Mirror, after she'd mistaken him for the Real one. ]
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[ Which is a huge understatement, she knows. But she can't figure out a way to react better than that. ]
What's the point?
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Or would she enjoy killing because real Liv hates the idea of hurting anyone? We just don't know because the player's been too lazy to think about it. ]
Thanks for taking the time to really explain. A brochure can only tell a person so much.
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No problem. The brochure is helpful for the basics, but it's always best to find people who've experienced it. Luckily we're not in short supply.
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