Amsale Bashir

Out of Paradise Dependent OC blog for Redwood WV rp group

[amsalexbashir]

How do you feel about your dad? Do you hate him?

"Why would I hate someone I don't know? I don't really feel any type of way about him, my mom and I did great without him, I grew up happy and loved and I didn't need him for that. I was more angry as a kid as kids get but both him and my mom were adults, my mom wasn't the type to hold grudges and neither am I. Now if he tries to pick up the "daddy mantle" we're going to have problems because that's not his place and that's not something I'm interested in."

@davxdalexander

[amsalexbashir]

Is there anything you're excited for coming to Redwood?

"A steady supply of food isn't going to be something I'm going to complain about. The sense of security here is great too. I'll never admit it, but yes I will, I'm also looking forward to the drama with all the big personalities I've noticed striding around here."

[harry-thompson]

The pond was becoming Harry's new favorite spot in town, taking the time every few days to relax there. On his way home after a short detour by the garden, the man took a minute to register the sudden question. He looked at her, who by the way seemed to be a nice face, at the dirt, back at her, and finally replied. "Petunias." He stated with 100% confidence and walked a bit closer, staring at the ground for a dramatic effect before finally dropping the act. "Or something else, actually I have no fucking idea." He confessed with a chuckle. "You should ask one of the OG living here, or one of the gardeners just behind."

[amsalexbashir]

"Petunias?" She repeated with a scowl. Why would they waste time with a useless plant like that. Her eyes fell to the tubers and her hands found their way to her hips as she thought it over until the man corrected himself, seeming pleased with his joke. "So you're new here too..." She mentions, looking up at him. There were still a lot of people she hadn't met yet, at least beyond just in passing. "You wouldn't happen to know who's a gardener here, would you? I don't know how long anyone has been here or their jobs. Kind of lost here on the struggle bus of putting all these pieces together if I'm being honest."

[amsalexbashir]

closed: @theodcrehughes location: Amsale's trailer

Amsale busied herself trying to organize all the things that were left behind. Whoever lived in the small trailer before had certainly built herself up a collection of yarn, knitting materials, fabric, sewing supplies, and threads. While she was sure the system had made sense to the previous occupant, it didn't make much sense to her. As much room as it took up, she didn't want to throw things away, finding a few crafting books had caught her interest and she wondered if maybe this was a hobby she might pick up. The idea of even having a hobby in this world was almost laughable, but maybe that could be part of her contribution, surely people would need things mended or maybe even new clothes made. Hoisting herself up on the counter, she added some more colorful yarn to the pile she was making on top of the cabinets when she heard footsteps on the front porch followed by a knock at the door. "One sec!" She called out and hopped down, making a much louder noise on the thin floor than she intended. She made her way to the door and opened it, seeing a tall almost gaunt man standing on the other side. "Hi. I wasn't expecting a visitor. How can I help you?"

[davxdalexander]

David had kinda hoped this kid would have just frozen so then he could get his rabbits back and call it a day. But of course she had to run. "God damn it," he muttered under his breath as he started to chase her and send Roxy out to block her path. Roxy was much faster and soon she got in front of the girl, tail wagging and barking so that when David caught up to her he grabbed her by the hood of her jacket and threw her against a tree. Not too hard that would hurt but hard enough that she couldn't get away. "I ain't in the mood to play games..." he gruffed, turning her around and groaning. "Oh come on.....what are ya, twelve?" Obviously not but she looked fucking young.

[amsalexbashir]

She managed to get some distance before that damn dog whipped around her, stopping her in her tracks. "Woah buddy-!" She tried to soothe as it barked angrily at her, she couldn't take her eyes off it's teeth. There was hardly any time to think of what to do before she was suddenly yanked and shoved against a nearby tree, grunting in discomfort and trying to push herself off of the bark with her hands, but it was no use, he had her firmly pinned. When he whipped her around and pinned her to the tree again, she glared up at him. "Sorry to pop your pervy bubble, I'm an adult." There was a moment, her eyes settling on his features, where he looked familiar, but with the circumstances she had a hard time placing it. "All this for a little rabbit, you don't look like you're starving there, big boy."

[chaoticneutralbell]

Skeptically turning over the little ceramic shaker, Lucy laughed. "Aw, c'mon, it's pretty cute."

Offering the dog back, Lucy considered the shelves. "I would've thought all the homes here had been picked over for useful items, but my place still had the full Shady Pines set." Maybe the retirement village had been skipped?

She picked up an ashtray, turning it to and fro. Was there even enough tobacco left to need an ashtray? "There's this group that will go out to find specific requests, too. But I think that's for medicine level shit."

[amsalexbashir]

With a smile, Amsale accepted the little dog back, giving it another look over and growing quite fond of it. "It is pretty cute. I might just need a little salt shaker." She looks back at the other realizing she wasn't sure how the system worked. "Do I have to barter for it? I don't have too much to offer yet." She admits, placing the little dog back on the shelf and listened as the other explained the raiders. She knew of them, there had to be some group that was going out scavenging but the fact that requests could be made caught her attention. There was something she left back at the cabin that she desperately wanted back but it was more personal rather than something for the community. She wondered if she asked whether her request would be taken or not. Maybe it was something she could ask the raiders about if she ran into them. "That's good to know, I'll keep that in mind. How long have you been here? "

[amsalexbashir]

What is something you're learning to love about yourself? What's something you're learning to appreciate in others? (if you have an example of a specific person please share!)

"I'm finding I'm more resourceful than I thought. I didn't expect I would last 5 days when the world ended, after mom passed, I had a lot of doubt in myself, but here we are, a little worse for wear but still alive, loving that. I don't really know anyone in this town to describe something I appreciate about them, but as a whole I appreciate how innovative everyone has been to create this community and how diplomatic things appear. That counts, right?"

[amsalexbashir]

"Why not?"

[amsalexbashir]

closed: @chaoticneutrallucy

location: Supermarket

The brunette looked over the shelves displaying various random items which from what she understood were picked up by the raiders. She needed some things for her house, basic things like cutlery, pots and pans and washcloths. For how much fabric, yarn and other nick-nacks were left in the house by it's previous occupant , there was very little she could actually use. Picking up a salt shaker that looked like a pug, she couldn't help but laugh, turning to the other person and presenting the find. "Where do they even find this stuff?"

[amsalexbashir]

closed: @harry-thompson

location: Small garden outside her house

Crouching over the edge of the garden, Amsale dug into the frozen ground with a small trowel she had found discarded near the small home she was now calling her own. She hadn't really had a chance to settle in yet, feeling like she was living in someone else's house, which was technically a fact of the matter, but all the yarn, thread, knitting and sewing supplies left behind didn't help her see the place as home yet. There was a lot to go through, but she procrastinated on it, instead focusing her attention on the small garden out front.

To her relief, she managed to find some small tuber roots buried beneath the surface which she started to collect and place off to the side, something she could plant again when the weather warmed up, maybe even get them start sprouting in the house and ready to plant early in the season. The problem was, she didn't know what these plants were and likely wouldn't be able to figure out until they were older. A man waking past caught her attention causing her to stand. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know what was growing here before, would you? Like, just in general?" She questions, wiping the dirt on her hands off on her pants.

[amsalexbashir]

closed: @isaacapatow

location: Community Center

The newcomer stepped through the doors of the community center, taking in the size of the place which was much more open than she had anticipated. Getting herself familiar with the town was one of her goals today, trying to figure out where everything was which with the size of the community was easier said than done, already she had popped into the library, found the clinic and school house and the gym, she had more places to go but she knew, fortunately she could take her time. Another goal was to find a man named Ike, she had been told he was the head raider and if there was something she needed outside the walls, he was the man to go to.

Glancing around, she saw a man sat off by the fireplace that seemed to match the description she was given, tall, short hair, hands dripping with bracelets and rings. She figured she might as well introduce herself, if it wasn't him, no harm, no foul, and if it was, her little search could draw to an end. She strode up to him but kept some distance offering a quick wave of her hand and a friendly smile. "Hi there, Ike, right? I'm Amsale. I hope I'm not bothering you but I thought I would come and introduce myself. I'm new to town."

[davxdalexander]

David was being a lot more cautious since everyone came back from the Ranch. They seemed pretty sure that there weren’t any lingering Daybreakers hanging around or checking out the area more since they took heavy casualties, but he wanted to be careful. He had already been ambushed by them before because he let his guard down. He wasn’t about to make that mistake a second time. Hence why he was out there so early. David’s plan was to go out to the furthest edges, check his traps and head backwards towards the town, setting up more and bagging anything he could find. Relatively, it should be pretty uneventful.

They had been on their way back when Roxy stopped with her tail straight up and ears perked. She had heard something but the lack of growling suggested it wasn’t a zombie. “What’do’ya hear, girl?” he asked softly as he leaned down. He listened and that’s when he heard it - something had been caught in his trap but then there was the unmistakable sound of the trap getting opened. Someone had happened upon his trap. “Son of a bitch,” he muttered under his breath as he rushed over to the trap. As he rounded the bend he spotted the small figure heading out with his game. He could pull his bow and shoot her - because it was definitely a woman - but she looked young. God damn it. “Hey!” he called out to get her to stop.

[amsalexbashir]

She had only managed to take a few steps before a voice called out to her, sending every nerve in her body flying through the roof. Looking up, she saw the figure, a man, it looked like he had a rifle, something strapped to him, and a big ass dog by his side. "Nope." She muttered before she turned and made a run for it. Without knowing his intentions, and especially with him armed and with that dog, she couldn't risk it. He could be a part of a raider group, women being found on their own in this world normally didn't end well and she wasn't about to end up being another groaner, not today at least.

[amsalexbashir]

Who are you?

"Uh... I'm me? Who are you?"

[amsalexbashir]

What did your mom tell you about your dad?

"My mom talked about him a lot more when I was younger, I think she was still in love with him. She never spoke negatively about him but did compare him to a pistachio. She would say that he had a hard outer shell, but once you got past that he was sweet and comforting. I don't know how comforting a pistachio is, but you get the idea. As I got older, she would make comments about me definitely being my father's daughter but I didn't really think too much about it."

@davxdalexander

[amsalexbashir]

Ask me anything

Why not?

[amsalexbashir]

Reunion

Closed for: @davxdalexander

Location: Outside Redwood

A week, it had been a week right? Since the gunshots stopped ringing out. Whatever had happened had been long over... right? Amsale's stomach had stopped growling days ago, leaving her with just a pit of emptiness. She knew she only had a couple days left before starvation would start causing her issues. She had to go out and find food. Whatever happened, it had to be people, maybe there was food left over from the scuffle. It wasn't a great chance, but it was the only chance she had.

So, she set out, throwing a coat over her shoulders and pulling the hood up over her head, making her way in the direction where she had heard the gunshots. She did her best at keeping in one direction, not wanting to risk losing her way back to the small house that she had been camping out in for about a month now, she couldn't risk losing that, she wouldn't have a chance to survive. After about an hour walk, she heard some noise, something struggling, animalistic noises, something small. Following the sound, she found a rabbit caught in a snare, she all but ran to it, taking out her knife and stabbing it just below the skull, killing it instantly and feeling it's body go limp under her touch. It wasn't something she enjoyed, felt squeamish about it, but it was food, and that was enough of a prospect to get her excited. Untying the snare from the rabbit's foot she secured it to her belt and continued on, hoping she could find another, something to make the trip more worth it.

[thoughtkick]

“I hope that one day someone will make flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you.”

— vacants