Sophia Jefferson - Personal Journal and Information

[The Mysterious Stranger]

Personal Information:
Name: Sophia Jefferson
Age: 24
Height: 5'8''
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde  (Ponytail or hair covering left eye)
Eye Color: Chestnut Dark Brown
Sex/Gender: Female
Attraction to opposite sex/gender: Heterosexual (straight)
Pre-war faction: British Armed Forces
Present faction: Refugee

Journal Entries:
Journal Entry - Page One:

 I found a journal in my apartment that I rented today. It looked new as I went through the pages, no one even wrote in it. Anyways, Civil Protection patrolling and Citizens walking around minding their own business as always. I was hit across the back a couple of times today due to the... what was it called again? Something about violations, probably from me doing mobility violations by sprinting from one place to another. My back hurts right now, it stings everytime I touch it. I met a CWU member, he was kind and friendly, I think his name was Ryan Carter. He was quite the person, especially greeting everyone who came to his shop. I bought a few items from him, especially tea and a chinese takeout just for a couple of tokens.

 This makes me think as I write. Our currency changed? New laws and rules? Who are the Universal Union? Why are the Civil Protection doing this to us? Jumpsuits, why do we wear this? I ask too many questions. I am tired to write right now so I will do so later, I need some rest...

 *A small sketch of a Universal Union symbol can be seen on the bottom along with some pencil lead coloring.*

 
 City45 Universal Union. Not that good...

[The Mysterious Stranger]

Update! Added a few tweaks and such. More will be added later!

[The Mysterious Stranger]

 Journal Entry 2

  I finally escaped the city called City45, just like many other cities which enslave humans in these blue jumpsuits and sickening rations. I don't think they're "rations". I managed to escape by the help of a few people that I didn't even know. I am in the Outlands as I write and I just met a friend a few days ago named Paul Haynes. What a charming guy. I like him abit just like my friend back in the City. I ask a question though that has never been answered, should I return back to the City where I was suppose to be? No, no, no, I don't think I should head back to there anymore. I heard someone talking about it and he said "Once you leave the City, it is much more harder to head back in then escaping." I think he is true about it and I truely admit it.
 
 Did I come this far just to stand in one spot and think that the Outlands is peaceful? I think of all I went through. I also saw a person die in the forest today, I tried helping him with all the resources I got but I failed to do so. I have a lot of blood over my hands and jumpsuit. I don't think I should ever do medical ever again, don't you think?

 I also seen a lot of activity of Stronghold and Outcast team around the Outlands but I never seen much Civiwatch nor Alliance, quite strange because the amount of Overwatch activity is increasing daily or weekly, rarely monthly which is what I want but it is never going to happen. I tried sleeping today too but my headache was pounding, there is also a large infection on my upper arm which irritates me very, very much. I didn't ask Paul about it when he was dis-infecting the large fresh gash under my eye. I thank him for all the company he gave me.

 I need some rest right now in the Alliance lobby. I also hear AR2 shots just outside in the distance but I know that some people are fighting them. I remember the motto "The enemies never sleep," and "They fight them off so we people can sleep at night." That is very true.

 I should head back to the City this work I suppose and leave the Outlands behind. G' night.
 

[The Mysterious Stranger]

Journal Entry 3


Well, I managed to draw a Apache last night with a pencil. I think I did good enough. After I went to bed and fell asleep. Nothing new today, just the rain outside clapping against the ground and the gunfire heard in the distance. Not much over the days, just the same old Overwatch and Rebellion movement. I wish there was peace and no conflict at all. I just wish that the Combine didn't come here.

 I came to the Outlands and soon again, I was wrong.

[The Mysterious Stranger]

Journal Entry 4

 *The page appears to have a coffee stain on it, along with a rank of 'Private' drawn on the side.*

 Well, 'Beans' made a agreement with me and now our friendship is returning. Paul gave me some ammunition in which I could keep, how can I ever re-thank him? Anyways, it appears that I met a vortigaunt by the name of Kar. Pretty nice vortigaunt, we talked for abit until he left me to eat the antlion gibs, I didn't want to eat it so I left it in the campfire so someone else could take a pick of it. There was also a snow storm yesterday and I was almost frozen to death. Good thing I had a trenchcoat and a scarf that I took off a dead body. I hate robbing from the dead but I guess it is passed on from one person to another.

 Anyways, I never seen that old man since I encountered him. He appears to be another one of those cannibals. I was frightened when he grabbed my neck. He said that he would rip out my throat and throw it to the Antlions if I ever act stupid again. Well, he can tell that to the barrel of my gun once I see him once again.

 I need some rest right now. I can hear a rainstorm coming on as I write this, good thing I got this tent set up just above the mountains. I can see the whole forest area from here. What a nice view...

[The Mysterious Stranger]

 Journal Entry Five

 I haven't written in this journal of mine in a few days now. Maybe weeks but barely months probably. Anyways, I feel lonely without Paul to my side. He provided me with resources that I needed and... love. I haven't had love since my parents died a few years ago, just before the Combine Invasion came. Apparently, nothing is new out here in the Outlands but just the same routines of seeing Overwatch attacking us and some of the same people everyday.

 I don't know what to do...

[The Mysterious Stranger]

 Journal Entry Six

 Those motherfuckers! They killed him! They killed Lance Alvez! He was a friend of mine for one day when I arrived in the city with Paul Haynes - my ex-boyfriend. My ex was taken in to become amputated... or brainwashed. I was to care for him while I was in the city and I had to agree to keep him alive for his "brother" Zak Grant but I was so foolish! I was away during the raid within City45 and they took him and a few citizens along with Paul Haynes and Lance Alvez! I don't know what to do now. I am heading back to the Outlands to talk to Zak Grant about this. This bad news makes me angry and depressed at the same time.

 I think my days are over. I feel like commiting suicide now. After all this happened, my ex-boyfriend and friend being dead along with a few other innocent lives. I thought we were striving for freedom in the city but I was wrong. I was fooled by myself, me, I caused it all. If I didn't bring Paul then we would have been alive by now. Zak Grant needs to hear about this news.

 *It appears a few dry tears are over the paper.*

[Tyrex]

// I really enjoy reading these, surprised you haven't brought me up yet.  Keep 'em going.

[The Mysterious Stranger]

 Journal Entry Seven

 Just got back from the Outlands. Feel like the same environment as always, I see the same people and I see the same surroundings all around me, everyday seeming to be the same old routine. Anyways, Paul Haynes is dead and I haven't seen Zak in awhile. Also, Paul just gave me some information about "our friend" Hrjov whose joining the PACT. I spotted him earlier in The Inn and raised my weapon at him but 'Pyro' aimed his flamethrower at me. I was going to shoot him but it's just probably the information wanting me to do so. I lowered my guard and looked at 'Pyro' while Frankk and Hrvoj went off to chat. 'Pyro' made the wrong choice but I knew what I had to do later on. I called in a group of three mercenaries to hunt him down and I wanted them to do it silently and cleanly. No hesitation to spare.

 Also, I found a tactical body harness on my way back along with a black uniform but it doesn't seem plenty and not that strong so I wore it. Feels comfortable. Found my AS VAL with the russian scope attachment in the hole I dug before I went back to the City. Just hope I find a L85A2. I'm going to get some rest now.

[The Mysterious Stranger]

Jour-Journal Entry 8 7

*Blood appears to be on the page*

I am dead now... I-I can't even.. write. Anyways, as y-- may know. I am deceased. I am no longer liver when you read this. Stress has tak-taken over my life.

[The Mysterious Stranger]

Journal Entry 9

You thought I was dead? Fuck it, no one is reading this anyways. I am alive. Yes, you may aswell know that I am alive. I almost killed myself back there by slitting my own throat but I only stopped half way.

 But... something changed. My hair color is starting to grow abit more brighter than I thought it would and I have some severe brain damage. I don't know where I am and what I am looking at. I forget who I am and everyone who I met. I do remember being a soldier in some... kind of army, something like the BAF.

 I am also stripped of my goods, my tokens are gone along with my clothing. I'm only left with a tanktop, pants, boots and that's about it. This diary will be updated sooner once I get my wits back from the edge.

 (// had the urge to get her back on my character list. :> )