multifarious ⟷ in character

[ooc: zombie apocalypse, not the dome; also posted a few hours after Sarah's post.]

...how many of y'all are there here?

SARAH.

I ain't ever wanted to eat soap before, but I'm not gonna lie, I kinda wanted to eat this soap. Thanks again, I love this stuff. I wonder if they make any that don't smell so damn girly so my brother don't gotta smell like me to be clean. Do you know?

I got you a thing. [She holds up a bottle of strawberry shampoo.] I'm leaving it in [Remote location] it'll be there tonight, I won't be.
[This is how you friendship, right?]

[ She's still looking down at the tablet with a confused expression when the welcome letter goes away and the tablet starts recording. Judith knows how to read, but not very well, so she missed a lot when she was trying. Her southern drawl is obvious because, even surrounded by people with more neutral accents for the past however many months, she hasn't kicked it, yet. ]

...is this another one of them experiments? It ain't even Monday. This is bullshit.