OOC: The Simple Life

[TiredFingers]

OOC:

"The Simple Life"

Characters:​

The Original Family:

• Bill Dawson, 44: father figure.
• Maggie Pearson, 64: grandmother-type.
• Vicki (?), 38: lesbian.
• Henry "Hankie" Jefferson, 32: mentally slow (crack baby).
• Loriann (?), 26: reserved, infrequent speaker (victim of life long abuse).
• Marty Richards, 22: typical horny young man.
• Marlee (?), 18: infatuated with Bill.
• Cooper Edwards, 12: self appointed "game warden"
• Petey, 8: twin of Paula.
• Paula, 8: twin of Petey.
• Hanna, 6.
• Joey, 5.

New Family:

• Melanie (?), (age?): technically an indentured servant.

The Mitchell Militia:

• Major Mitchell, 52: self appointed Commander of the militia carrying his name; former US Army Major.
• Lieutenant Gerald Conner, 45: pre-invasion friend of Bill Dawson; former member of Mitchell's US Army unit.
• Company A: ~80 men; operates out of Bay City, 15 south miles from the Dawson Farm.
• Company B: ~80 men; operates out of North Bend, 20 miles north of the Dawson Farm.

 

[Alice2015]

Melanie Gavalas:

Place in story

• Began as an indentured servant after being unfairly charged with and convicted of a crime. (See her first post, #2.)
• Became the sex toy of Major Mitchell of Bay City's Mitchell Militia. (#2)
• Was given to Bill Dawson by the Major as compensation for the plow horse Mitchell had taken the autumn before.
• Is in the process of being accepted into the Dawson Farm's family.

Physical description

• Greek-American, 2nd generation. (She speaks both Greek and American.)
• 5'10", 125 pounds, 34b-23-36
• Dark brunette, wavy hair past her shoulders.
• Dark green eyes.

Personality

• She'd always been a very confident woman, propelled by her intelligence and beauty. After the alien invasion though, she became frightened and concerned about her future. Her world had changed. Her beauty was no longer an asset but was now a liability in a world where law and order no longer protected her.
• Although all of her long term relationships had been heterosexual, she often spiced up her sex life with one nighters, weekends, and even vacations with female lovers.
• Her only concern right now is staying alive, staying healthy, and staying out of the hands of slavers who would love to put her back inside a brothel.

Possessions of importance to her

• None at the moment. She was literally dumped off at the Dawson farm with nothing more than the clothes she was wearing.

History

• She and her family fled the Los Angeles area when the Big Bombs began falling.
• She and her brother, Nicolas, (who was her last living relative at the time) ended up in a forest camp run by the Mitchell Militia. There, they'd been told that they had to contribute, and the camp leader wanted Melanie to make her contribution on her back in his tent. She'd refused.
• She and her brother fled the camp but were caught. They escaped again, only to have Nicolas beaten so badly that he died two days later.
• Melanie was discovered by Major Mitchell and taken as his personal consort. He only came to her a dozen times or so over three months.
• One day, she was put in the back of a wagon, and the next day she was given to Bill Dawson as compensation for the plow horse Major Mitchell had taken from the farm the year before.

 

[Alice2015]

Vicki

Place in story

• Resident of the Dawson Farm since about 9 months after the alien invasion.
• She jokingly calls herself the Resident Lesbian because she is the only such one in the family.
• She is mostly an outside laborer; she enjoys working the land and often butchers the animals killed or caught by Cooper.

Physical description

• American of Irish and Scottish descent.
• 5'8", 154 pounds, 38dd-28-37,
• Natural redhead; usually wears her long, straight hair in a French braid or a pony tail high on the back of her head.
• Hazel green eyes.

Personality

• She'd always been and still is today a very confident woman, particularly in what she playfully calls her liberalism and lesbianism.
• She is naturally intelligent and learns easily, but after dropping out of high school as a sophomore has no further formal education.
• She isn't a man hater, even after being forced into sexual slavery. (More below).
• She is very caring toward the Dawson Farm Family.
• She isn't afraid to use violence to protect herself or others. (She killed a man with a screwdriver to his neck to escape her sexual slavery.)

Possessions of importance to her

• She still has the screwdriver with which she killed a man. (More below.)
• I will come back to this later.

History before the alien invasion:

• She grew up in Boston.
• She knew from before her teens that she was a lesbian.
• She dropped out of high school as a 15 year old sophomore to tour the country with her 19 year old girlfriend's a Capella group.
• Twice over the first year, she was picked up by the police who sent her home to Boston. After the third time, her parents set her free emotionally, though not entirely legally. After that, when she was picked up, the cops just charged her with whatever misdemeanor they'd arrested her for and put her back out on the street.
• Days after Vicki's 18th birthday, with her finally no longer being jail bait for her by-now-23 year old girlfriend, she found herself dumped quite literally on the side of the road after a show. She would find that her girlfriend had taken up with another girl, this one not surprisingly a 15 year old runaway.
• She wandered about for several years, taking up with a couple of girlfriends at times.
• She tried to go home twice: the first time she was there only a month before her parents' conservative values and disapproval of her sexual orientation drove her away; the second time she hadn't even made it the door before her mother sent her a text saying that maybe she shouldn't come home after all.
• Having kept in touch with her 7 years younger brother, Nicholas, Vicki invited him to come out west to live with her. He'd been going through drug addiction issues, and after he took a train to Oregon, they got him into treatment.
• They found a home together and both of them began college while Vicki worked to pay their bills.

History after the alien invasion:

• Vicki and Nicholas fled to the relatively safer rural areas when the alien invasion, bombings, and slave taking began.
• They sometimes lived in abandoned houses or shacks and sometimes worked for other people in exchange for room and board.
• At one point, they were both working an aid center, helping people adversely affected by the invasion.
• When a militia captured the both of them, Vicki was sent to a militia brothel to service its soldiers while Nicholas was sent to a labor crew building defensive structures the militia wanted not to protect them from the aliens but to protect them from other human militias and raiders.
• They escaped together, were caught, and escaped again. The militia didn't really have a use for Nicholas anymore; they beat him so badly that he died two days later of internal bleeding.
• Vicki was returned to the brothel, but a few days later she put a screwdriver she'd hidden into the neck of a soldier as he was taking his pants off to fuck her. By the time the soldiers allotted time with the redheaded whore was up and the other soldiers knew something was wrong, Vicki was long gone into the woods.
• A couple of weeks later, she happened upon the Dawson Farm, and she's been here ever since.

 

[Alice2015]

I will create a profile out of this in a moment.

Loriann:

She sat in the back of the room on a chair that the others left reserved for her own personal use, watching what was happening closely yet not really caring what was going on. Loriann couldn't care the least about who this new woman was. She couldn't care the least about whether or not she'd come here to part her thighs for Bill. She couldn't care the least about whether the others accepted her into the family.

Loriann lived in another world most of the time. She liked it there, in that other world. There, parents didn't scream and holler at their children for absolutely no reason at all, like her own had. There, mothers didn't marry hard, abusive men who (with the mother's full knowledge) slipped into their new step-daughters' bedrooms to have sex with them when they were barely 14 years old, like her own had. There, a young woman, hungry and exhausted and desperate, wasn't passed around between the men of the militia to whom the young woman had come for help, as had happened to her. Vicki had blocked out most of the bad that had happened to her over her 26 years. But in the process, she'd blocked out a whole lot more that had been part of her full self, leaving a half empty shell that sometimes preferred to simply sit in a chair in the corner and watch life pass by.

 

[Alice2015]

I will create a profile out of this in a moment.

Marlee:

Of all of the family members partaking in the conversation with Bill about the new woman, Marlee was the least entertained by all the teasing and suggestive comments. This woman, this Melanie, had been given to Bill so that he would have someone to sleep with. Someone to fuck. It was that simple. And it was that unacceptable. Bill was hers. Bill was Marlee's. Oh, sure, he'd told her it wasn't going to happen between them. He was playing the role of father figure to her and to the others. But he wasn't Marlee's father. Her father was dead and gone, blown to bits by one of the Big Bombs that had essentially evaporated the Long Beach area of Los Angeles, where he'd been working at the docks.

Marlee had what a lot of people called daddy issues, though she herself didn't want to admit it. She'd loved her father more than anyone else on the planet. More than her mother, her siblings, her grandparents. She'd had boyfriends who had been virtual copies of her father, in looks, personality, or both. None of them had measured up to her father, though, and after a few weeks or months she'd tossed them aside and continued her search for the perfect man. For the perfect man who was her father and wasn't at the same time.

Maggie had been the first of the family members Marlee met. They met at a market in Bay City where Maggie was trading farm produce and Marlee was picking pockets. The older woman had invited the younger one to come see the farm, which Marlee obviously had. It hadn't taken but just a couple of days for her to far in love with the farm's patriarch. She'd made her feelings known to him, but Bill had told her in the sweetest, kindest way that she was just a girl, that he was an old man, and that it wasn't going to happen between them.

It hadn't, so far anyway. But Marlee was still determined that she and Bill would be lovers. And some new twat from Bay City wasn't going to get in the way of that, even if she was bought and paid for.

Bill looked to her and Vicki (OOC: not Loriann) and asked if they could make Melanie comfortable when he brought her back in. Make her welcome? Right. Marlee would make her comfortable, in the same way Vicki had made that guy comfortable with a screwdriver in the neck.

As if the older redhead had heard what the younger Asian was thinking, Vicki responded quickly, "I'll go get her, Bill. You and Marlee figure out some new sleeping arrangements."

Vicki moved to head for the door, hesitating near Marlee to stare her directly in the eyes and whisper, "Down, girl. You're not going to get anywhere with Bill by alienating this Melanie."

Vicki headed out the door, snatching up a blanket as she went, knowing that the sun had fully fallen by now and that anyone outside would be getting chilly by now. Behind her, Marlee reluctantly went with Bill to the smaller of the little cabin's two tiny bedrooms.

"There's no room for her here," Marlee complained, not wanting the new woman to sleep in here. But then a thought hit her. If this Melanie wasn't sleeping in here, she might end up sleeping out in the living room with Bill on the futon. She quickly added, "But we'll figure it out."

The room was already hard to navigate what with the current sleeping arrangements. There was a queen bed in one corner which Marlee shared with Vicki. (Marlee hadn't originally liked the idea of sharing a bed with a lesbian until Vicki made it clear that there was absolutely no chance of anything every happening between the two of them.) Hanna, the youngest female at 6, usually slept between the pair despite having a the bottom half of a set of bunk beds shared with Paula. A twin bed sat in another corner for Loriann, though more often than not the 26 year old fell asleep in that favored, cushiony chair of hers out in the living room by the fire place.

"Why can't she have the twin bed?" Marlee asked about the bed in the corner. "Loriann rarely sleeps in it. She loves that chair out by the fire place. Falls asleep in it almost every night."

They talked some more and finalized some arrangements, just in time for the pajama wearing 6 and 8 year old to run into the room, excitedly jumping onto their respective beds while asking Marlee to read to them. She told them in a bit, then turned Bill out to the hallway where she looked about for eavesdropping ears and peeping eyes. She whispered to him as she reached out to take one of his hands softly into her own, "I imagine you, Bill. When I close my eyes and touch myself. I see you."