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18+ no minors please this is an NSFW blog with mature topics discussed,any ageless,blank blogs will be blocked.Sorry not sorry!
Mun is 41, she/her
Asks and DM's are always open, feel free to ask me anythingÂ
I have 6 muses right now that I can currently RP with (Bio for them will follow) so when sending asks or dms please specify who you're interested in rp'ing with.
I do work (I hate it there) and will try and respond appropriately, so if it seems like it's taking a while for me to reply or answer and ask just feel free to let me know (sometimes notifications get buried too) Do not get mad and or angry
SFW and NSFW are fine and depending on what it is either send it in an ask, or I can be tagged in it. Try to keep the spicer stuff for asks.
No hate, rudeness, homophobia,racism, transphobia or misogyny I will block you and not feel bad about it, again sorry not sorry
If you want to plot something, have an idea for a story line? Send me a DM and we can come up with something
If you want to remain an anon please assign yourself and emoji
Dark/violent story lines can be done just discuss them in DM's first, and both parties have to agree on things.
Limits: scat, watersports,feet, age play and pet play (if you're unsure if something is a limit of mine please ask first)
Story lines will be separate unless both parties agree on it
Do not bring drama,hate,trash talking,ultimatums. No jealousy towards role play partners, not lying and no spamming. Just be smart about things, I do have a life outside of Tumblr but I will try my hardest to reply and answer asks I just ask that everyone be courteous and decent. I will not tolerate any of this and you will be blocked.
Muse list after read more
Dean Winchester
âIâm Dean Winchester, Iâm an Aquarius, like long walks on the beach and frisky women. Me and my brother Sammy hunt the things that go bump in the night, yeah thatâs right weâre hunters. Family business and all. There isnât anything I wonât do to protect my brother, even if it means sacrificing myself. My car Baby is the best Sammy and IÂ have a lot of memories in it and it's been in some tough situations but itâs always dependable unlike most people, oh and I love pie and classic rock. Remember driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cake hole. So if you think you have a ghost problem or maybe some ghoul stuff give me a callâ
Lloyd Hansen
âHello Sunshine! I donât know why I need to say anything about myself. I should be pretty well known by now, but sure let me tell you about my favorite subjectâŠme. I used to work for the CIA but then I decided why not freelance and be my own boss, which means my own rules. Iâm sure everyone wants to know why I left the CIA, well itâs simple. I like doing things in lets say non ethical, non legal ways and that ruffled some feathers I guess, too bad for them I guess. Sent me to do a job to get some flash drive and had the biggest thorn in my assâŠ.Court Gentry, dickhead messed up my hand and well that was my torture and shooting hand. Need something dealt with Sunshine you know how to find meâ
Ransom Drysdale
âI donât like you and I can guarantee you wonât like me,but youâll probably love my money, well my family's money. Iâve been called many names, some of my favorite Trust Fund prick, asshole, jerk and many more, but whatâs funny is everyone once you find out you have money everyone has their grubby hands out. Iâm probably the most interesting, fascinating person you will ever meet and I will make your dull little life exciting. The only person I care about is me, myself and I, and when I found out my grandfather was cutting me out of his will, well I couldnât let that happen could I did what I had too. And what was that you ask, you didnât ask? Well too bad Iâm telling you anyway, nothing short of murder (twice, wow I know) and I tried to frame the help. Just a normal day when you have money, so if Iâm bored I might want to talk depends on my mood.
Rebecca Allen
Rebecca Allen was a woman with a bright future, that all changed the day she became Pandora Celestia. The day was ordinary until it wasnât, the explosion should have killed her but instead it turned her into something more. As she lay close to death the terrigen mist enveloped her,keeping death away and giving her powers beyond her knowledge. Visions, terrible and horrible, are always destined to come true. She was able to peer inside of peopleâs minds and sway them to her will, and after enough practice could hone her powers into a physical weapon.
And thus Pandora Celestia was born, the powers she wielded terrified her and every time she feared she would lose control and either she would be destroyed or the power would over take her. Eventually she learned to hide her powers hoping that one day she could learn to control them and use them for good. Trying to help those she can, she's always vigilant to not over use her powers but to do everything she can to help anyone who needs it.
(art from Pinterest)
Cassandra Pendragon âCassieâ
Age: 200+ (long life from powerful witchcraft and being a shifter)
Abilities: Powerful spells and hexes, the ability to turn into a wolf or cat
Cassandra Pendragon or Cassie as was called by friends, came from a long line of witches going all the way back to King Authur. She was rather proud of that aspect of her family tree, it gave her some credibility in case her skills were ever questioned. And it wasnât often that her skills were questioned, but mistakes could be made. Speaking of mistakes, the other half of her family was what most people in the witch/magic community deemed âUndesirableâ ; it was always thought that being a shifter made magic weak. Cassie on the other hand found that to not be the case, in fact she felt her magic was stronger for it. When she shifted her magic complimented her form, she became what she called a mystic wolf.
Once witches and shifters alike found out about her she was shunned by both groups, witches feared the amount of power she had, and shifters didnât normally trust witches so this made them even more wary. After taking various odd jobs, one went south and a witch and shifter were killed.Cassie received the blame and was hunted, always on the run she did what she had to in order to survive. She wasnât against killing but it was only done if there was no other option. While on the run she realized she could turn into a simple house cat. Being a house cat was great to gather information and hide. Deciding she needs to set her name right she sets out to find the real killers so she can go back to her ânormal lifeâ
Ophelia Deathholme
Age: 40
Abilities: Can resurrect the dead, can communicate with the dead and has the abilities of the dead she encounters.
(dividers made by @saradika-graphics) (art from Pinterest)
Necromancy the practice of communicating with the dead in order to predict the future, that was at least the actual definition of the word.To Ophelia Deathholme it was more than just the plot to a book or movie it was part of her job, she used her talents to raise the dead working as a coroner for the police. The dead needed a voice, someone to get them justice, to help their families move on, to help the departed to move on. Initially she was met with skepticism. People thought she was taking advantage of the families by giving them âfalseâ hope, that changed when she brought back a young woman who had been brutally murdered.
The family and officers were in the room and Ophelia kept trying to tell them all that her story wasnât over, after being told numerous times to just do her job she took matters into her own hands. Normally the bigger the sacrifice the bigger the return, since all Ophelia needed was the young woman to speak she just used a small amount of her own blood. Speaking the words she knew too well the young woman sat up staring at Ophelia, the family was shocked and one of the cops passed out. Ophelia looked at the woman, her voice soft âWho killed you?â The young woman swallowed hard and paused as if trying to figure out the answer.Â
Everyone watched as the woman began to point, suddenly the lights went out and movement could be heard. Suddenly screaming broke out, then nothing, Ophelia backed up until she was touching the dead woman. She felt a whisper in her ear âHe will find you little necromancy he wants your power by any means necessary.â Swallowing hard Ophelia the lights turned on and she was shocked at what she saw, everyone in the room was dead and arranged to spell her first name.
The young woman looks at her family sadly before turning back to Ophelia âHe has been watching you, watching your power grow until the time is right. He will come for you and try and tempt you, do not allow him to. He will destroy the world and you will be his toolâ The young woman coughs hard and smiles âThank you for giving me justice, my father killed me in a fit of anger and now I can restâ The young woman motions Ophelia to move closer âWe the dead wish to help you, we shall lend you our gifts for you will need them.â The air changes and Ophelia gasps as she feels power flowing into her, falling to the floor she passes out.
Waking hours later she feels strangely refreshed,standing she cries out in pain. Finally standing she makes her way to a sink and looks in the mirror at a large jagged wound across her face.
âGreat just greatâ âI recommend cleansing the wound and then applying butterfly bandages to the woundâ Looking Ophelia sees a young nurse, quickly realizing that she was a ghost. The ghost smiles and bows and walks over to Ophelia and walks into her, her eyes roll back into her head as she begins taking care of her wounds. Once finished the ghost leaves Opheliaâs body and bows again before leaving, gasping as she sits on the floor, realizing that now not only can she raise the dead but they can use their skills to help her. Realizing she has this power she uses it to still help the dead but now must figure out who has been watching her and why.
Replies may be delayed a bit, I was fired on Monday and while it's a good thing ( not being fired but the job was toxic ) I'm working on job hunting and all of that so I'm slightly stressed.
â€ïž hope to be back soon to help take my mind off of things
I have been so bad at replies lately, so I apologize for that and I appreciate the people who are also busy or distracted or I'm a weird head space and I genuinely appreciate all of you so muchâ€ïž
I'm going to set up more threads and queuing for other things I have in the works. Hopefully I can be more active even if it's just for a little bit.
(Closed started with @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Daryl)
(dividers made by: @saradika-graphics)
The zombie apocalypse was the big joke until it wasnât, it all started with one person going to the hospital with a bite. Hours later the virus had spread thousands were infected and it was rapidly spreading, Rebecca was home watching the news unable to believe what she was seeing. Family members tore each other apart, mothers attacked husbands and children, the world had descended into chaos. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. Moving towards the door she looked out the peephole and saw her boyfriend, opening the door she sighed âIâm so glad youâre home!â Hearing no reply she turned to be suddenly attacked by her boyfriend who was snarling and trying to bite her, fighting him off she scrambled and ran to the kitchen.
Grabbing the heaviest pan she could find she raised it as he charged again, swinging hard she caught him in the skull. Hearing a loud crunch she let out a cry as he slumped to the floor in a pool of his blood âOh god what have I done?â Hearing noises at the door she ran and grabbed supplies before sliding out a bathroom window, the world she knew was chaos and it didnât seem like it would never get any better.
A year later and a lot had happened Rebecca was no longer as trusting as she had once been, she had the scars and wounds to prove that the zombies werenât the only thing to fear, people were just as terrible if not more so. Running low on supplies had her going out of her usual search area, coming across a small strip mall she got herself ready, bow with an arrow ready to go and her axe on her hip. Creeping into the first store she found some first aid items and a few packages of trail mix, sighing as she went into the next store she failed to notice another group in there.
Rebecca looks at him and grins "You say that now until I grab everything in sight that looks important, but yeah I think it would be great to have you with me on a run"
Rebecca nudges him and smiles "I'll be sure to bring my biggest bag then, so we can stock up on things for Judith" Petting Dog she relaxes happily and yawns softly.
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Billy Hargrove)
Coming back to Hawkins was a mistake, her parents had left when she was a kid and she did not want to come back, her parents deaths however had brought her back. Cassandra or Cassie as her friends called her got off the bus and grabbed the one bag of clothes she had and began to walk towards her old family house. Sighing she wished she hadn't brought anything would have been easier to get around as a cat or a wolf.
Her parents had never understood her when she said she felt different, she hadn't been coy or joking about that was was LITERALLY different. Most people her age were worried about cars, and money, Cassie worried about people being okay with her turning into a cat or wolf. Sighing again she kept walking lost in thought.
Cassie smiles and chuckles softly placing a kiss to his head before standing to make breakfast. Frying up some eggs and bacon she starts up the coffee pot and waits for it to brew. Heading outside she stands on the patio and looks out towards the wood and shivers. After a few minutes she heads back inside and plates up breakfast and the coffee.
The delicious smell of food filled the house. It had Billy stirring. He gets up and by the time she came in from outside; he's up pouring himself coffee.
Cassie smiles as he grabs himself a coffee and walks over and kisses his cheek "Hey there sleeping beauty, not really sure what you eat for breakfast so I'm making a bunch of stuff. Papers on the table someone apparently went missing again which seems to be typical Hawkins." She continues to make an omelet and some bacon, pouring some juice.
"Well be prepared to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner" She smiles as he kisses her returning the kiss softly. Cassie started eating sipping the coffee she remembered the weird feeling she had earlier like something was watching her.
" You don't have to do that for me." He smiled moving to kiss her. He sat across from her moving to eat and sip on coffee. " You okay? I had a weird dream someone or something was watching us. "
Cassie nods and smiles at him "I want to do that for you besides you deserve it" Kissing his cheek she looks at him "wait you did too? I swore I had a feeling like something was watching us...this town is messed up"
Cassie kisses him back and smiles "Yeah? Well, I think you're the best thing in this town, so I guess that makes us a perfect match. But yeah something weird is going on in Hawkins."
Cassie returns the kiss and smiles watching him leave and smiles picking up the dishes from breakfast and starts washing them, after a few minutes she hears shouting and walks outside.
It's Billy and his dad. Of course it was. Neil got into his truck and drove off; leaving Billy out in the driveway. There's a small cut under Billy's eye. His eyes are wet like he's on the verge of tears. He looked over seeing Cassie. " Hey..." he said making his way to her.
Walking closer she looks at him and frowns slightly seeing the small cut and his wet eyes "Hey, you, okay? Want to talk? Or I can shift and piss on his bed whatever I can do let me know"
(Closed Started for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Dean)
Witches and Hunters normally did not work together, it was sort of an unspoken rule. The two groups didn't get along and there was always animosity between them both, but sometimes it was unavoidable to have to work together.
Cassie was in trouble, big time trouble and she had known Bobby for as long as she could remember and before Bobby there were always other hunters who would help her. But Bobby she trusted with her secrets and her life, the brothers that he called "his boys" were a different story. Sam seemed nice enough gave off very labrador energy, Dean already hated witches and shifters so he wouldn't be super willing to help.
Heading to Singer Auto Salvage she pulled into the driveway and parked seeing Dean's trademark Chevy Impala and smiled, even in the shifter and witch circles that always talked about Dean Winchester's car. Walking out she headed to the front door and knocked waiting patiently.
Glancing as Dean moves to dry the dishes and she laughs "You know you didn't have to help even if Bobby threatened you to help, but I appreciate it and you and Sammy helping me"
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Hopper)
Rebecca had stumbled into Hawkins, she kept looking behind to see if the car was still following her. The wound at her side throbbed and bled and she pressed her hands into it harder as she stumbled through the thick woods. The road seemed far away but she knew it was the blood loss and the cold that was affecting her, that and she had no idea where she was or for how long she had been running.
The morning seemed like a blur as she recalled getting ready for work and as she left her apartment she was pulled into a van with a bag put over her head. After what seemed like hours the van stopped and she was shoved out and into a normal looking office building, the initial questions started out benign until they didn't like her answers, but she had no idea how else to answer. Driving her to another facility is when she made her move and shoved her way out of the moving van, one of the men shot at her hitting her in the side.
Sheer determination kept her moving until she luckily stumbled on a small house knocking with her last bit of strength she wanted to wait until the door opened before she collapsed but her body decided that it didn't care. Her eyes rolled back and her vision went black as she passes out.
Rebecca watches Jane head back to her room and nods as Jim leaves to change his uniform, looking around she sees him walking back with the gun and she follows him. "Will we need the gun?" Walking with him to his personal truck she glances around.
Her eyes widen and she nods looking at him "Well let's hope it doesn't come to that then." Getting into the truck she puts on her seatbelt and glances at Jim "I feel like you've done this before or at least recently"
He nods. " Like I said ---Hawkins has a lot of secrets. The government experimented on my daughter and kids like her. And when they stopped the Russians came here trying to reopen a doorway Jane closed." He said as he drove towards the now abandoned building. " If they're going after you---someone is starting something up again."
Rebecca's eyes widen and she swallows hard "Well that's lovely, people always said to never trust the government, but I always assume that they were bitter about something but now hearing that makes me get why." She processes what he said, and she looks at him "Wait did you say Jane closed a portal?"
Sam comes bursting into the library looking for his brother. "Dean, you need to come see this. There's an angel in the bunker that's not Cas, and she's in rough shape." He states. "I don't know how she got in here in the first place."
Dean sighs and sets down the gun he was cleaning "Sammy nothing your saying makes sense.. why would there be a random angel in the bunker?" Standing Dean grabs a nearby angel blade and follows Sam "And rough shape? This day just keeps getting better and better"
"Dean, you don't have to be so jealous. It was a long time ago, besides we were only together for a few months." Sable states she then turns to her lover with a loving and worried look. "If you're still worried about it we can leave the baby with Cas or Sam, grab some intimate items and go to our room, so you officially know that I'm with you."
Dean frowns and almost pouts and shakes his head "I'm not jealous, but Crowley? I mean I'm sure he can be a non-douche bag sometimes but I'm sure as a partner he's just great." Rolling his eyes he rocks their baby and paces the room, looking at Sable, he sighs and walks back over to her. "I'm sorry sweetheart I just can't wrap my head around this, but I trust you and I know your mine I mean look at what we made."
"Dean, you're overthinking." Sable comments setting a hand on his shoulder. "We met when he was still human, before he sold his soul to get a few inches. We never actually had sex or anything intimate. Keep in mind this was back in 1690's so relationships were bit different. Since we called it off, he has been a problematic, egotistical thorn in my side for 400 years."
Dean huffs softly and sighs "Yeah I know but that fact that he even got to know you before is what annoys me" He pulls he close and kisses her cheek "Besides, your my girl anyway and Crowley is just made he was sold for what like 3 pigs or something....I bet I would have gotten a whole herd of pigs! Maybe some sheep too who knows"
"You're lucky Gabriel isn't around he just might take it literally." Sable responds. She then gets an idea. "Here's a thought to get yourself out of your head. We drop the baby off with Sammy and we get just us time?"
Dean looks at her "Yeah? I mean I'm not really in my head I promise but if you want some us time I can see if Sammy is free, I know that he was looking for some cases, but you know how he likes his research"
Sable laughs softly. "There's four things that can pull Sam out of research mode. An immediate threat, a phone call, Crowley and, or his niece." She says as she gently bounces Andriel to keep her from crying.
Dean smirks and nods "You got that right sweetheart, here give me our little angel and I'll take her to help her uncle Sammy and then how about I run us a nice hot bath and I give you a massage?" He holds out his arms to take his daughter.
Tolaas walked up behind Rebecca, wrapped his arms around her, handed her a rose, and kissed the back of her neck. "Happy Valentine's Day, baby..."
Rebecca smiles and smells the rose smiling even wider, pulling him in for a proper kiss she murmurs along his lips "Happy Valentine's Day handsome, I have something for you. It's over on the couch in the big box" Kissing him softly she pats his ass and walks with him to his gift.
Tilaas chuckled. "Well, I'm self-taught. An' wehn I started ta get good, I started watchin' other people cook, an' then I started readiin' up on it, then came TV shows, an' instructional videos on YouTube..." He shrugged. "I enjoy cookin'. Though even I enjoy a microwave meal once inna while," he laughed.
"Here, gimmie yer phone," he said, and took it when she offered it. He messed with it a bit, started typing, then handed it back. "There, a alarm, from me, tellin' ya ta eat at least once a day," he grinned.
Laughing Rebecca shakes her head and smiles "See should have made you record a voice note as the alarm instead of hearing that horrible beeping noise, but I'll figure something out for sure."
"And all those YouTube videos worked out well because I think you're an amazingly talented cook, and again it's pretty hot to watch you in your element as well" She winks at him playfully and nudges him gently.
I have been at work an hour and eighteen minutes and I'm already so annoyed it's not even funny. Love when they (employer) switches around co workers shifts and end up screwing me over.... Cook cool love that.
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Hopper)
Rebecca had stumbled into Hawkins, she kept looking behind to see if the car was still following her. The wound at her side throbbed and bled and she pressed her hands into it harder as she stumbled through the thick woods. The road seemed far away but she knew it was the blood loss and the cold that was affecting her, that and she had no idea where she was or for how long she had been running.
The morning seemed like a blur as she recalled getting ready for work and as she left her apartment she was pulled into a van with a bag put over her head. After what seemed like hours the van stopped and she was shoved out and into a normal looking office building, the initial questions started out benign until they didn't like her answers, but she had no idea how else to answer. Driving her to another facility is when she made her move and shoved her way out of the moving van, one of the men shot at her hitting her in the side.
Sheer determination kept her moving until she luckily stumbled on a small house knocking with her last bit of strength she wanted to wait until the door opened before she collapsed but her body decided that it didn't care. Her eyes rolled back and her vision went black as she passes out.
Rebecca watches Jane head back to her room and nods as Jim leaves to change his uniform, looking around she sees him walking back with the gun and she follows him. "Will we need the gun?" Walking with him to his personal truck she glances around.
Her eyes widen and she nods looking at him "Well let's hope it doesn't come to that then." Getting into the truck she puts on her seatbelt and glances at Jim "I feel like you've done this before or at least recently"
(Closed Started for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Dean)
Witches and Hunters normally did not work together, it was sort of an unspoken rule. The two groups didn't get along and there was always animosity between them both, but sometimes it was unavoidable to have to work together.
Cassie was in trouble, big time trouble and she had known Bobby for as long as she could remember and before Bobby there were always other hunters who would help her. But Bobby she trusted with her secrets and her life, the brothers that he called "his boys" were a different story. Sam seemed nice enough gave off very labrador energy, Dean already hated witches and shifters so he wouldn't be super willing to help.
Heading to Singer Auto Salvage she pulled into the driveway and parked seeing Dean's trademark Chevy Impala and smiled, even in the shifter and witch circles that always talked about Dean Winchester's car. Walking out she headed to the front door and knocked waiting patiently.
Huffing slightly Cassie looks at him "You need to work on your compliments, but I'll take it, I guess. And for the record you're not as douchey as I was told." She winks at him and takes her empty plate and his to the sink and washes them along with the dishes Bobby used to make the food with.
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Billy Hargrove)
Coming back to Hawkins was a mistake, her parents had left when she was a kid and she did not want to come back, her parents deaths however had brought her back. Cassandra or Cassie as her friends called her got off the bus and grabbed the one bag of clothes she had and began to walk towards her old family house. Sighing she wished she hadn't brought anything would have been easier to get around as a cat or a wolf.
Her parents had never understood her when she said she felt different, she hadn't been coy or joking about that was was LITERALLY different. Most people her age were worried about cars, and money, Cassie worried about people being okay with her turning into a cat or wolf. Sighing again she kept walking lost in thought.
Cassie smiles and chuckles softly placing a kiss to his head before standing to make breakfast. Frying up some eggs and bacon she starts up the coffee pot and waits for it to brew. Heading outside she stands on the patio and looks out towards the wood and shivers. After a few minutes she heads back inside and plates up breakfast and the coffee.
The delicious smell of food filled the house. It had Billy stirring. He gets up and by the time she came in from outside; he's up pouring himself coffee.
Cassie smiles as he grabs himself a coffee and walks over and kisses his cheek "Hey there sleeping beauty, not really sure what you eat for breakfast so I'm making a bunch of stuff. Papers on the table someone apparently went missing again which seems to be typical Hawkins." She continues to make an omelet and some bacon, pouring some juice.
"Well be prepared to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner" She smiles as he kisses her returning the kiss softly. Cassie started eating sipping the coffee she remembered the weird feeling she had earlier like something was watching her.
" You don't have to do that for me." He smiled moving to kiss her. He sat across from her moving to eat and sip on coffee. " You okay? I had a weird dream someone or something was watching us. "
Cassie nods and smiles at him "I want to do that for you besides you deserve it" Kissing his cheek she looks at him "wait you did too? I swore I had a feeling like something was watching us...this town is messed up"
Cassie kisses him back and smiles "Yeah? Well, I think you're the best thing in this town, so I guess that makes us a perfect match. But yeah something weird is going on in Hawkins."
Cassie returns the kiss and smiles watching him leave and smiles picking up the dishes from breakfast and starts washing them, after a few minutes she hears shouting and walks outside.
(Closed started with @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Daryl)
(dividers made by: @saradika-graphics)
The zombie apocalypse was the big joke until it wasnât, it all started with one person going to the hospital with a bite. Hours later the virus had spread thousands were infected and it was rapidly spreading, Rebecca was home watching the news unable to believe what she was seeing. Family members tore each other apart, mothers attacked husbands and children, the world had descended into chaos. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. Moving towards the door she looked out the peephole and saw her boyfriend, opening the door she sighed âIâm so glad youâre home!â Hearing no reply she turned to be suddenly attacked by her boyfriend who was snarling and trying to bite her, fighting him off she scrambled and ran to the kitchen.
Grabbing the heaviest pan she could find she raised it as he charged again, swinging hard she caught him in the skull. Hearing a loud crunch she let out a cry as he slumped to the floor in a pool of his blood âOh god what have I done?â Hearing noises at the door she ran and grabbed supplies before sliding out a bathroom window, the world she knew was chaos and it didnât seem like it would never get any better.
A year later and a lot had happened Rebecca was no longer as trusting as she had once been, she had the scars and wounds to prove that the zombies werenât the only thing to fear, people were just as terrible if not more so. Running low on supplies had her going out of her usual search area, coming across a small strip mall she got herself ready, bow with an arrow ready to go and her axe on her hip. Creeping into the first store she found some first aid items and a few packages of trail mix, sighing as she went into the next store she failed to notice another group in there.
Rebecca looks at him and grins "You say that now until I grab everything in sight that looks important, but yeah I think it would be great to have you with me on a run"
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