Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Exhaustion came much quicker than it used to for people, but especially for Monroe. When he and his sisters had arrived to Fortuna, he didnāt know what to expect. Heād come to have little expectations for the world they lived in now. He didnāt even expect much from himself anymore. Monroe didnāt like to sleep because with sleep came nightmares and his werenātā¦ well, they werenāt great. He always woke up, the sound of a gunshot still ringing in his ears, shaking. Nightmares. Though Monroe tried to put on a brave face, he was pretty sure no one believed him. This morning had arrived more quickly than he wanted it to and he was sure that exhaustion was written all over his face. But he at least had to be productive today.Ā āIs this seat taken?ā he asked, pointing to an empty chair.Ā āI, uh, just need to sit down for a second. We donāt have to talk or anything.āĀ
cooking for a community of people was no easy task and thea was learning that with each meal. she was used to cooking when it was just her, monroe, and reagan. there was no doubt she was tired and she needed her own meal to keep herself from crashing. she could feel herself getting dizzy, and shaky which only meant one thing --- she needed food and fast. shoving a spoonful of oatmeal in her mouth, thea looks up at monroe and quickly motions for him to sit. they didn't have to talk but the truth was, thea couldn't right now not when she knew her sugar levels were dropping. all she could focus on was getting something in her system.
the moment the night falls, thea can't fight the feeling of restlessness that comes over her. she misses the days of a peaceful night's sleep, nowadays they seem like a distant memory. there were few things that helped her get even a few hours a night and one of those was her kitten, hope. snuggling up with her at night helped calm her down enough to get a bit of rest. but tonight was different.
the last thea had seen hope, she was asleep on a balled up shirt on the floor and thea herself wasn't ready for bed yet. in an effort to calm her nerves, she stepped outside for some air and left the door ajar slightly and now she couldn't find the kitten anywhere. once the panic subsides long enough to make a decision, thea decides not to disturb the bit of sleep her siblings managed to get and look on her own.
coming across jc's apartment and the sight of his missing door made her wonder of she'd wandered inside. there weren't many people she talked to or asked for help but since jc helped her during her first day at the outpost, it was safe to say he was on the shortlist. with a soft knock on the door frame, thea calls out his name. " jc? " she calls out, hoping he was around.
she hesitates before stepping inside. " are you even here? " she calls again before finding him asleep nearby. she curses to herself and contemplates waking him up. of course, she doesn't want to bother him but she's desperate and what if hope is in here somewhere? she wouldn't want to search through his place or his things without him knowing. violation of privacy much? with a sigh she makes her way over to him, shaking his shoulder. " jc! i need your help. " ----- @jc-castillo gets a plotted starter.
like thea i am also a diabetic and yesterday was just... not a good diabetic day for me and iāve been recovering but iāmĀ feeling a bit better and iāll be around for the next few hours!
did you hear who just got out of quarantine? Itās THEODORA 'THEA' WHITNEY? she's our DANIELLE CAMPBELL lookalike from BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS. sheās TWENTY TWO years old and a former STUDENT. people think sheās QUIET and SENSITIVE, but sheās also LOYAL and TENACIOUS.
thea is the baby of her family and up until the day of her father's death, she was a daddy's girl through and through. she very much considered him her best friend. he used to call her teddy.
she was always a well behaved little girl but, around the age of 6, thea's behavior began to change. she became irritable and meanwhile also having problems in school with her concentration. she'd fall asleep in the middle of class and had an insatiable thirst and hunger all day long.
it wasn't until thea passed out and began seizing in school that she was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. though she was too young to understand what that meant, she quickly learned just how different it made her from other kids her age. her diet was different, adults paid more attention to her than usual, and most importantly, she had to begin wearing an insulin pump and receiving injections.
after having a diagnosis and treatment plan, thea was in for a long road ahead of her. unfortunately, it wasn't easy to get used to her new way of life and things didn't immediately become easy. there were days when her sugar would drop and she'd wet herself in school and start shaking or her sugar would go too high and she'd throw up.
some days were worse than others and kids were cruel. the teasing and bullying got so bad, thea had to switch schools. she began to keep to herself and grew quiet and shy. her older sister, reagan, took on the role of protecting her and it's something she's always grateful for.
since thea wasn't one to go out and make friends, she focused on her studies and maintained straight a's for most of her academic career. in high school, she took every AP class available to her. her favorite subjects were history and biology. she graduated with the title of salutatorian.
she LOVES animals and while she was in high school she'd often volunteer at different organizations, it was the only way she'd get out of her house otherwise since she didn't really have any friends.
before the infection became the pandemic it is now, thea was in her first year at tufts university in massachusetts studying veterinary medicine.
though she began travelling with a large caravan of people when shit hit the fan but a fire to kill the infected who raided a hotel they were in cut them in half and she's been with just reagan and monroe ever since.
being a diabetic in this environment, thea knows her supplies are limited and her time is going to run out sooner rather than later and she's accepted it. the thought of running away from her siblings and ending it before then has come into mind but, she knows she can't do that to them and she knows her father would want her to fight to stay alive. thea's giving it her best shot and fortuna is offering her something the outside didn't, a slice of life and humanity she hasn't felt in a long time.
FUN FACTS.
she was named after theodore roosevelt but if you ask her, FDR is her favorite president.
somewhere between their last camp and fortuna, thea found a black kitten and smuggled it in with her. she named her hope.
she feels she owes being alive this long to her sister and the memory of her father because she doesnāt see how useful she is. she thinks she's more dead weight than anything else.
sheās good at first aid, making traps, finding food, tracking animals, fishing, etc.
she has a photographic memory.
she has a stuffed teddy bear sheās had since she was a toddler named mr. bunny in her bag. it was a saftey blanket for her when she was growing up and itās become one for her again.
sheās become terrified of the dark.
sheās a cancer with a virgo moon, and a gemini rising sign.
hello friends! iām tee and iāll be writing this sweet summer child, iām going to work on an intro now but iād love to plot things in the mean time! you can reach me through IM or on dis.cord ( thatās definitely the easiest tbh ) brio sex scene 2019#9587
ā 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? ā
" theodora quincy whitney but everyone calls me thea, please call me thea. " she insists with a ghost of a smile --- she always did hate her parents naming style. " and i was born july 4th, 2003. "
ā Thank you. In the last 48 hours have you experienced Infected like symptoms? ā
" no, no symptoms whatsoever. "
āAre there any ailments, disabilities, mental illnesses, or medical conditions that we should be made aware of?ā
" you mean besides the ptsd, anxiety, and depression pretty much every survivor is riddled with? " she asks, her soft voice taking on a somber tone. thea thinks for a second about pretending that was all but the thought of the consequences and risking this place for her brother and sister.. she chews her lip and tugs the sleeves of her shirt over her hands out of habit, " you can add being a type 1 diabetic to the list. "
ā Can you give us a little background on yourself. Your family life, work ethic. What kind of person are you? ā
" my dad was a police officer and my mom, she was a receptionist, nothing too spectacular but, i sure did grow up with a fear of breaking the law. " she laughs softly while her heart breaks every time she thinks of them. " i have a brother and a sister.. it's been just us since.. well, since pretty much the beginning. " thea looks down at her feet, she could go on about how she was a straight a student despite her chronic disease but that didn't sound good enough. " honestly, i thought i would've been dead a long time ago but i'm still here. god, there are days i wish i was dead already and just want to give up but i haven't. " she shrugs looking back at her interviewer, " if that doesn't say anything about my work ethic or what kind of a person i am, i don't know what else will. "
ā Can you list three skills that you are proficient in? ā
" uh.. " she blanks for a moment, suddenly forgetting everything she was good at. " wow, this shouldn't be so hard.. " thea thinks aloud. " i can cook and bake.. " she trails off. " i have a really good sense of direction and i'm an excellent hider. " a beat passes and she blurts out, " oh, and i'm not squeamish! which i don't think that's a skill but i feel like it's worth mentioning. "
ā Excellent. Now, three skills that you are not proficient in. ā
" this one is easier. " she remarks brushing a strand of stray hair behind her ear. " i'm not that great at combat or with weapons. " thea admits, the uselessness she always felt when it came to that weighing heavy on her. " i tend to keep to myself so,Ā i guess you can say i'm not great at socializing or opening up to others and my stamina and endurance aren't the highest. "
ā Alright, and last question. If you had to, would you be able to kill someone you knew if they became infected? ā
" it'd be easy to lie and say yes, i feel like i could but.. i can't tell you that. " thea willingly discloses. " i know once you're infected you're technically like.. a monster but.. i know i can't. i'm sorry. "
āThank you, and welcome to Fortuna!ā
" really? that's it? " a wide smile pulls at the brunette's features. " thank you! "
