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-sings- Do you really wanna plot?
It doesn't have to be any plot, -followers; NO GO AWAY- okay bye-walks into a closet-
also, duct tape on your arms, a few layers, but not too tight. basically it’ll stop a zombie taking a chunk out of your arm if you’re reloading or your blade gets jammed in a zombie
wearing a wetsuit underneath your clothing would also be useful. remember; they were human once, humans have blunt teeth! you try biting through duct tape AND a wet suit
never duct tape joints, your movements will be limited, and you want to be fast and danger (gotta go fast)
don’t hole up in small houses either that’s a recipe for disaster, you want somewhere with a secure upstairs, and a way down from the upstairs that is zombie free or can easily be cleared of zombies (avoid fire exits with steps leading up to them though, unless they have gates at the bottom)
sound = attraction, so if you do have guns, use them only in emergencies or for the sake of popping one head you’ll be greeted with many many more
raid your local medical shops, and get there first, nobody is going to stop and share it out equally while they’re panicking. don’t hit out at somebody unless they hit out at you, though, you already have unintelligent corpses pitted against you, you don’t want sentient humans on your case as well (zombies don’t do the revenge thing, humans do!)
try not to piss people off, because as stated before, yes, humans like revenge
don’t try and be clever and use yourself as live bait; yes playing the hero is glorious in movies, but it doesn’t work so glamorously in real life
large numbers isn’t a good idea. you want small groups, even if you just branch out from being in a larger group, because if there’s a lot of you you are a bigger target, but don’t then go off and decide to be in groups that are too small in case you get surrounded (in which case, the duct tape and wet suits will come in handy)
food shouldn’t be that hard to come by, most people would have attempted to flee the area straight from their houses and packed what they had, raiding local shops could still be worth it. but remember, know your way in, your way out, and double check there’s nothing in the shop ready to sneak up behind you while you’re reaching up for that tin of beans
half balaclava masks or something similar to cover your lower face while fighting zombies could also be useful, you don;t want to accidentally ingest flying zombie fluids and end up one of them, that’d be a nasty surprise for your group to wake up to (since going solo possibly isn’t a good idea)
and always, ALWAYS, have a way to start a fire on you
zombies burn
I love my followers so you need to protect yourselves.
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calming starter sentences
"Its okay, I'm here."
"I'm not going to leave you."
"Everything is okay."
"I'm going to protect you."
"I believe in you."
"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."
"You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now."
"You're not going to lose me."
"I love you."
"I'll stay right here, okay?"
"Just breathe."
"I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay."
"You're everything to me."
"I don't care what they think, to me, you are perfect."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"You don't have to be alone."
Well, those guys' tail lights zigzagging all over the road - figured he had to be Asian, driving like that.
[ x ]: 9 years roleplay experience, 3 of them on tumblr
[ x ]: Independent Daryl Dixon from The Walking Dead.
[ x ]: Moderately OC friendly (if OC is well enough developed. However, I am a bit wary of siblings or children with the Dixon name).
[ x ]: NSFW content (violence & gore) allowed (and tagged)
[ x ]: Willing to do icon chats, one liners, all the way to multi-para.
[ x ]: Active and currently online.
[ x ]: Will mostly do starters. (Non-TWD characters will have to have plots planned out before starters however. Makes things easier).
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Bethyl AU: After his and Beth’s daughter is born, Daryl has a dream where Hershel is alive again, and they thank each other for their daughters.
"What’s her name?" Hershel whispered as he continued to rock his granddaughter. "Anna; after Annette. She wanted to honor her mother." The grandfather didn’t say anything. He just kissed Anna’s little forehead as a single tear rolled down his wrinkled cheek. "You’re the one who deserves to be thanked. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and you’re the reason she’s here." The man he once considered his adopted father only smiled, and stated matter-of-factly, "No. I’m not. Annette is the reason she’s here, like Beth is the reason Anna’s here. We’re only the helpers. They do all the work, and we just get the privilege of holding their hand." The two came to an understanding at that moment, and even though Daryl knew he was dreaming, the admiration and love he felt for this man who’d given him the love of his life never felt more real.