-` * 𝐛𝐲 / 𝑤𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 ´-

MINNIE MAE , penned by cc.

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noralopez   /   nora   .

location: near a rushing river.

Water was crucial for every living creature, although the camps largely had that problem looked after. (Was it pragmatic that Nora always took stock of where moving water was located? The dams seemed effective, but Nora always wanted a backup plan.) But animals needed water to survive, too, and that’s what lead her to a river a few miles away from camp. Nora had set traps all along the riverside and was currently leaned against a tree, awaiting one of the traps to go off and dinner to be discovered. When she heard a rustle in the bushes, Nora immediately readied her bow and turned towards the noise. Snorting when she saw a person and not a zombie (thankfully) or an animal, she said, “Afternoon. Are you taking a break from the apocalypse to admire the scenery, too?” Obviously, that wasn’t actually what Nora was doing, but the river was awfully beautiful.

                             profanities   fly   out   of   minnie’s   mouth   a   mile   a   minute   .   she’s   not   lost   anything   ,   nor   has   she   been   raided   in   the   night   ,   but   the   nastiest   cut   on   the   side   of   her   leg’s   opened   up   AGAIN   and   while   she   has   water   ,   it’s   not   the   kind   she   wants   to   use   on   a   wound   (   it’s   been   filtered   ,   which   is   specifically   reserved   for   eating   and   drinking   )   .   aware   of   a   river   nearby   ,   she’s   been   stumbling   clumsily   through   the   woods   toward   the   sound   of   running   water   .   she’s   been   lucky   enough   to   not   run   into   anyone   (   or   ,   anything   )   ,   at   least   ,   until   she   sees   a   hunter   from   a   nearby   settlement.   she   straightens   up   immediately   ,   leaning   against   a   nearby   tree   and   lifting   up   her   right   leg   .   ‘   no   ,   i’m   fucking   bleeding   ,   ’   she   replies   sharply   ,   craning   to   look   at   her   cloth   covered   wound   .   ‘   you   wanna   get   me   some   river   water   ,   or   are   you   a   fend   for   yourself   sort   of   person   ?   ’   she   asks   ,   handing   the   woman   a   flask   hanging   off   her   backpack   .

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ofrenas   /   rena   .

location  :   abandoned  house  .  timeframe  :  mid  afternoon  /  late  day  .   

   she’d  somehow  slipped  into  foreign  territory  ;  vibrant  blues  on  high  alert  .  each  step  was  calculated  ,  and  she’d  come  to  terms  with  the  fact  this  is  how  it  would  be  from  now  on  .  looking  over  your  shoulder  ,  constantly  on  edge  ,  sleep  rarely  came  and  when  it  did  ;  you  slept  with  one  eye  open  .  she’s  tired  ——    really  tired  .  but  she  keeps  moving  ,  somehow  they  all  keep  on  living  .  because  that  was  the  point  ,  right  ?  to  survive  .  but  not  always  ,  did  it  mean  you  felt  alive  .  she’d  been  in  a  house  ,  and  it  was  overgrown  by  weeds  and  dust  .  her  attention  is  elsewhere  ,  for  a  moment  .  hands  flickering  over  a  picture  frame  that  was stained  with  blood  and  broken  glass  .  careful  not  to  prick  her  finger  ,  but  the  silhouette  of  a family  that  once  lived  there  ;  embedded  happy  smiles  into  her  memory  .  she  didn’t  even  know  them  ;  but  she  had  wondered  ,  what  happened  ?  did  they  survive  ?  what  about  the  little  girl  ?  the  place  had  been  raided  already  ,  and  there  wasn’t  much  left  to  bring  back  to  her  camp  .  however  ,  she’s  struck  of  guard  when  cornering  into  the  kitchen  ,  a  gurgling  form  lunges  from  around  the  island  ;  and  she’s  shoved  frantically  into  a  pile  of  dishes  .  one  hand  reaches  forward  ,  swinging  it  back  and  dazing  the  creature  .  rena  draws  her  weapon  and  shoots  ;  normally  a  great  shot  ,  but  it  fucking  misses  —–   and  anyone  in  the  proximity  would  have  heard  it  .  

                            funny   ,   how   before   the   apocalypse   ,   she   hated   the   outdoors   .   she   couldn’t   remember   a   time   she   willingly   went   into   the   woods   ,   why   should   she   when   she   had   a   PENTHOUSE   to   overlook   any   city   she   chose   ?   it   was   tough   ,   adjusting   to   the   new   world                  having   to   learn   how   to   navigate   between   tree   trunks   ,   how   to   walk   noiselessly      ,   how   to   kill   the   dead   (   and   the   living   ,   which   was   much   more   fun   ,   in   minnie’s   opinion   )   .   she’s   searching   through   her   pack   ,   rummaging   through   her   most   recent   findings   from   an   abandoned   house   a   few   minutes   behind   her   .   there   was   barely   anything   there   ,   a   spare   can   of   food   here   ,   some   nail   polish   there   ,   nothing   of   much   use   to   the   girl   herself   ,   but   perhaps   someone   else   wanted   luxury   blue   on   their   nails   .   a   deep   sigh   falls   from   her   lips   ,   when   her   hands   rummage   for   a   hunting   knife   that   isn’t   there   .   she   knows   exactly   where   she   left   it   ,   outside   the   house   ,   by   the   back   door   when   she   was   trying   to   stuff   the   can   of   ravioli   into   an   already   full   backpack   .   it’s   minutes   before   she’s   back   at   the   house   ,   walking   toward   the   door   when   she   hears   a   GUNSHOT   go   off   from   inside   .   the   sound   makes   her   jump   ,   but   in   a   second   she’s   alert   ,   the   way   one   of   the   first   groups   taught   her   to   be   .   slender   fingers   pick   up   the   sheathed   knife   by   the   door   and   she   enters   quietly   ,   spotting   another   woman   struggling   against   a   creature   .   minnie   HESITATES   ,   almost   wanting   to   see   her   struggle   just   a   little   longer   ,   but   it’s   only   a   split   second   before   she   courageously   takes   a   step   forward   ,   plunging   her   knife   into   the   undead’s   head   hilt   deep   .   it’s   pulled   out   with   a   wet   squelch   ,   and   minnie   wrinkles   her   nose   at   the   gunk   on   her   knife   .   ‘   great   ,   i   just   cleaned   this   .   ’   she   complains   ,   reaching   for   a   random   towel   .   ‘   you   don’t   happen   to   have   WATER   ,   do   you   ?   ’

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mickeydelgado   /   micah   . 

“You know you’ve ought to be more careful…” Micah mumbled beneath his breath as he gathered the small med kit he kept under his desk. He pulled out . some gauze and stitching as he looked over at the individual . that had just sulked into the tent. “What’s hurtin’? i’ll do my best but we’re low on supplies.” he sighed, his fingers pushing through his hair.

                             ought   to   be   more   careful   ,   she’s   heard   it   countless   times   in   the   past   four   years   .   that   she   needs   to   watch   her   mouth   ,   watch   her   games   ,   watch   herself   .   well   ,   she’s   still   alive   ,   that’s   all   that   really   matters   at   the   end   of   the   day.   ‘   listen   ,   i   only   need   supplies   .   ’   she   tells   him   ,   already   digging   in   her   pockets   for   things   to   trade.   ‘   the   cut   i’ve   got   is   pretty   nasty   ,   so   i   can   patch   it   up   myself   ,   i   just   don’t   have   anything   i   need   ,   i   assume   you   do   .   ’   she   nods   towards   the   kit.

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jencohen   /   jenny   .

“I’m not saying food and water isn’t important,” Jenny began, palms raised defensively as her lips stretched into a smile. “No, no, I’m not saying that. I’m not. I just think if we don’t have a boost in morale every once in a while, what’s the point of surviving. And if that boost should come in the form of, I don’t know, new clothes or, well, really anything that isn’t automatically syphoned off for rationing and immediately consumed…” she trailed off with an easy shrug. “I’d be okay with that.” 

                               the   other   means   well   ,   in   possession   of   a   good   heart   ,   unlike   minnie   .   she   lets   out   a   sharp   laugh   ,   one   that   rarely   sees   the   light   of   day   .   an   eyebrow   raises   incredulously   ,   shoulders   lifting   in   a   half-hearted   shrug.   ‘   a   morale   boost   ?   ’   she   questions   ,   lowering   her   head   and   shaking   it   from   side   to   side   ,   slowly.   ‘   if   your   people   have   low   morale   ,   it’s   NOT   up   to   you   to   make   them   feel   better.   it’s   the   end   of   the   world   ,   you   know   ,   the   weak   will   be   weeded   out.   ’

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apocalyptcs   /   daisy   .

LOCATION / somewhere in the woods

“ not to kill your vibes or whatever but he isn’t exactly the petting type. “ daisy is holding the overgrown german shepherd by his collar, knowing at the second of a command he’d attack — she doesn’t need him too right now but in the apocalypse she’d figure less random people would be walking up trying to pet her dog. “ besides is that really the smartest thing considering all the shit goin’ on? “

                                even   in   the   apocalypse   ,   minnie’s   eyebrows   are   well   groomed   ,   rising   unimpressed   at   the   woman’s   words   .   as   if   she’d   try   to   pet   the   dog   ,   no   ,   she’s   always   been   more   of   a   cat   person   anyway   .   ‘   don’t   worry   your   pretty   little   mind   ,   i   have   no   plans   to   touch   it.   ’   her   words   are   distasteful   ,   bordering   on   disrespectful.   ‘   is   having   a   dog   in   the   apocalypse   really   the   smartest   thing   ,   considering   all   the   shit   goin’   on   ?   extra   mouth   ,   extra   heartbreak.   ’

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tarrcntino‌   /   italia   .

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  .  abandoned   shed 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄  .  end   of   the   day   /   early   morning

there   was    a    loud   noise   in   the   shed   ,   the   shattering   of   glass   ripping   her   out   of   her   restless   sleep   .   italia’d   thought   she’d   be   relatively   safe  for   the   night  where   she   was   ,  the   door   barricaded   ,  the   only   way   in   being   the   WINDOW   she’d   climbed   through   .   gun   was   already   ready   to   fire   ,   the   barrel   armed   and   pointed   at   her   guest’s   head   .   ❛   take   one   more   step   ,   and   i’ll   be   feeding   your   corpse   to   the   dead   .   ❜

                                  hands   stay   by   her   side   ,   eyes   rolling   in   the   slightest   at   the   dramatics   of   the   other   rogue   .   actually   ,   not   dramatics            it   was   pure   INSTINCT   for   many   of   the   lone   survivors   left   .   though   italia’s   approach   was   smart   ,   minnie’s   always   been   more   of   a   kill   first   ,   ask   questions   later   kind   of   girl   .   she   might’ve   accidentally   speared   an   ally   or   two   ,   but   out   of   her   and   the   others   ,   she   was   the   one   left   standing   .   ‘   would   you   relax   ?   ’   she   rested   her   spear   along   the   wall   ,   swinging   her   bag   off   her   shoulders   and   unzipping   it   with   nimble   fingers   .   ‘   i   just   got   back   from   a   settlement   far   west   ,   just   wanted   to   know   if   you   had   anything   worth   trading   for   some   good   ,   filtered   water   .   ’

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he was gonna die. i didn’t know what else to do.

                                    she   remembers   asking   ,   but   she   doesn’t   care.   so   someone’s   drowning   in   some   sorrows   ,   guilt   ,   or   whatever.   minnie’s   not   BIG   on   those   emotions   ,   nor   does   she   feel   them   ,   especially   in   this   environment.   ‘   what   you   should’ve   done   is   left   him   to   die.   ’   her   head   nods   towards   him.   ‘   i   thought   it   was   common   knowledge   by   now   that   if   you’re   focused   on   your   own   survival   ,   you   don’t   go   out   of   your   way   to   help   anybody   else.   ’   or   maybe   ,   that’s   just   her   own   philosophy. 

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fear   the   walking   dead   sentence   starters   /   accepting .

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"either you’re gonna go in and you’re gonna talk him down, or i’m gonna go in and i’m gonna take him down."

                                    eyebrow   raised   ,   she   gives   the   hunter   an   incredulous   look.   ‘   sorry   ,   gabi   ,   but   he’s   of   no   use   to   me   anymore.   ’   she   shows   her   the   stuff   she’s   lifted   off   of   his   things   ,   him   too   ,   the   first   time   she’s   been   in   there   with   him.   truthfully   ,   she   knows   nothing   of   the   man   ,   except   he’s   a   little   bit   of   a   prick   and   a   little   bit   of   a   dick.   ‘   he’s   given   me   EVERYTHING   i   wanted   ,   so   if   you’re   going   to   go   kill   him   ,   let   me   know   so   i   can   watch.   ’

fear   the   walking   dead   sentence   starters   /   accepting .

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are those bite marks?!

                                      blood   is   flowing   from   a   wound   on   her   leg   ,   a   wound   that’s   already   been   stitched   up   (   crudely   ,   with   her   own   hands   )   and   has   apparently   reopened   in   the   time   she’s   taken   to   travel   somewhere   safe.   ‘   yeah   ,   not   from   anything   undead   though,   ’   she   reassures   ,   pain   seeping   into   a   usually   SHARP   voice.   ‘   walked   into   a   bear   trap   yesterday   ,   because   apparently   those   are   still   a   fucking   thing   ,   fucking   hunters.   ’

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2, 24, 26 (random questions)

a song that describes them?

                                   raised   by   wolves   by   geoffroy   is   the   song   used   on   her   application   ,   but   also   twisted   games   by   night   panda   and   madness   by   ruelle   !

opinion on horror films?

                                  only   enjoys   the   gory   ones   or   the   psychological   thrillers   ,   honestly   ,   because   that’s   the   only   way   it’ll   interest   her.

do they have a certain aesthetic or style?

                                  definitely   –   lots   of   gothic   tones   ,   but   mostly   before   the   apocalypse   it   was   a   lot   of   expensive   silks   ,   brand   names   and   black   and   deep   reds.   now   ,   she   still   tries   to   look   as   good   as   possible   ,   though   it’s   mostly   still   dark   clothing   ,   army   jackets   and   comfortable   clothing   that   makes   her   look   exquisite. 

random   question   meme   /   accepting .

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14 through 18 on the random meme

greatest fear(s)?

                                     quite   simply   ,   there’s   nothing   she   fears   more   than   dying   a   boring   death   ,   having   led   a   boring   life.   she’s   grown   up   unseen   by   the   people   who   matter   most   to   her   ,   so   she’s   genuinely   made   it   her   life   goal   to   make   as   much   ruckus   as   possible   ,   though   she’s   also   very   confident   that   she’s   not   meant   to   live   a   long   life   ,   so   rip   in   peace   ,   you   know   ?

what is their vice? (wrath, greed, pride, lust, gluttony, sloth, envy)

                                     definitely   her   wrath.   there’s   an   undeniable   power   shift   she   feels   in   her   anger   ,   something   that   just   really   gets   her   going.   it   doesn’t   take   much   to   tick   her   off   ,   but   it’s   not   contributed   toward   anger   issues   ,   she’s   got   complete   control   over   it   ,   she   just   genuinely   loves   being   angry   and   will   go   out   of   her   way   to   get   herself   riled   up.

what would their hogwarts house be?

                                    slytherin   through   and   through.   should   she   be   a   little   less   ,   how   do   you   say   ,   cunning   (   to   be   nice   )   ,   she’d   be   genuinely   a   perfect   candidate   for   ravenclaw.

did they graduate high school? if so did they attend college?

                                     sadly   ,   the   apocalypse   started   halfway   through   her   senior   year   ,   but   she   was   on   track   to   graduate   top   ten   of   her   class.   she   had   plans   to   attend   yale   ,   then   graduate   to   harvard   law   (   maybe   ,   she   didn’t   have   anything   solid   )   ,   but   she   knew   that   if   the   apocalypse   hadn’t   happened   ,   she’d   be   one   of   the   most   promising   young   politicians   in   the   nation   –   yeah   ,   she   wanted   to   go   into   politics.

when was their first real relationship? how’d it go?

                                     minnie’s   never   considered   any   of   her   relationships   to   be   ‘real’   ,   never   has   she   ever   been   in   a   relationship   because   she   genuinely   likes   someone.   love   is   a   very   foreign   thing   to   her   ,   so   she’s   only   ever   been   in   relationships   if   the   other   has   something   or   someone   of   use   to   her.   it   was   a   very   common   thing   for   her   to   be   dating   someone   just   so   she   had   a   connection   to   their   parents   ,   or   something   of   the   similar   vein.   all   of   her   relationships   have   ended   on   good   terms   ,   because   she   never   knows   when   she’ll   need   them   later   in   life.

random   question   meme   /   accepting .

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“ One thing I do know, don’t you get bit. “

                                       unaware if it’s actual care or if it’s just a ‘medic’ thing to say , but minnie’s eyes widen sarcastically for a minute second. she jumps off the makeshift observation station , landing lightly on the ground , boots barely making a noise. wrapping a hand around a newly bandaged arm , she squeezes the wound hardly     a reminder to herself , of what happens if she lets her guard down again. ‘ i’d rather DIE by a living human than get bitten by one of those undead motherfuckers. ’ her words are sharp , unnecessarily harsh to the girl who’s just helped her. ‘ i won’t get bit. but if i do , i’m coming right back here and asking YOU to shoot me. ’

the   walking   dead   sentence   starters   /   accepting .

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“You look pretty happy for someone who hasn’t eaten in two days.”

                                       after   a   short   scoff   ,   she   manages   a   laugh   that’s   comparable   to   nails   on   a   chalkboard.   as   long   as   she’s   breathing   ,   minnie   will   consider   herself   happy.   ‘   aren’t   we   all   hungry   ?   ’   she   retorts   ,   though   she   knows   the   answer           NO   ,   not   everyone’s   hungry.   stabs   her   spear   in   the   ground   ,   the   raven   haired   girl   swings   her   backpack   off   her   shoulders   ,   unzipping   and   taking   out   various   scrap   items   ,   stolen   ,   refurbished   ,   the   works.   ‘   but   ,   i’ve   got   a   strict   rationing   system   in   place   ,   because   i’m   not   a   fucking   moron   nor   am   i   comfortable   in   a   settlement   bound   to   fall   apart.   ’   fingers   toss   something   gold   his   way.   ‘   here   ,   something   special   for   you   ,   do   i   get   food   in   return   ?   ’

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“ We don’t leave anyone behind. ”

                                       selfish   intentions   ,   it’s   a   cruel   and   unforgiving   world   they’ve   been   thrown   into.   she’s   been   SELFISH   since   birth   ,   an   inherited   trait   from   parents   who   barely   noticed   they’d   made   a   child   ,   and   all   she’s   learned   is   that   her   selfishness   ,   her   self-preservation   being   her   number   one   priority   is   how   she’s   survived.   she   hasn’t   started   and   ended   wars   and   walked   away   unscathed   because   she   cared   about   others.   ‘   maybe   not   you   ,   morality   master   ,   but   it’s   how   you   survive.   ’   she’s   already   taking   wide   strides   away   from   him.   ‘   i’d   apologize   ,   but   leaving   people   behind   ?   it’s   how   you   survive.   ’

the   walking   dead   sentence   starters   /   accepting .

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    fear the walking dead sentence meme:     episode 4 - 6

they don’t die. they keep coming back.

people like us run like cattle, piled into trucks – one suitcase apiece.

it’s safe inside the fence. outside, everything’s dead. everyone’s gone.

turns out there’s nothing you’ll ever take that nature won’t take back.

it all belongs to nature. and the dogs. and the dead.

she’s helping sick people.

it’s not normal. stop it. stop acting like it is.

they said there’s nothing alive out there.

i think there’s someone out there.

she needs it more than i do. you said so yourself.

don’t be a hero.

curfew will remain in effect until further notice.

be nice. so i don’t have to shoot you.

either you’re gonna go in and you’re gonna talk him down, or i’m gonna go in and i’m gonna take him down.

you’re worrying your family.

i don’t think i can do it.

they keep asking me if everything’s gonna be okay and i – i don’t have the words.

it is gonna be okay.

you’re in my head all day. i can’t concentrate.

you’re the only thing that makes me believe there’s still good in people.

where the hell is my damn truck?

was that make-up sex?

what’s going on with you?

you’re buzzing around here all day, every day, driving yourself nuts.

that is their duty.

are you listening to yourself? you’re talking paranoid.

can’t have that around camp.

there’s nothing alive out there.

i’ve already met four people that swear you’re the reason they’re alive.

he was gonna die. i didn’t know what else to do.

are you the one that decides who goes to this facility?

your friend is in good hands.

you’re a very attractive woman.

my father told me not to have hatred in my heart.

men do these things not because of evil. they do evil because of fear.

what the hell happened to your face?

take it easy!

don’t you hurt him!

he’s not a risk. i’ll look after him.

if you find this, i love you.

what i saw was prophesied. what i saw was godly.

i wish you were here, but i will see you soon.

what kind of man does that?

i don’t know what came over him.

tell me, you fascist pricks!

i’m gonna show you hostile!

you know they’re not here to protect us.

get any sleep?

what the hell is wrong with you?!

what if she dies?

i need you to be strong now, okay?

i can’t hold us together on my own.

i don’t want her to be scared.

this is how we bring them home.

i want to help you.

now we have something to trade.

i don’t want you to hurt him.

these guys are not warriors.

can you help me get my people back or not?

i said you couldn’t do that. i can do anything i want.

i got guns.

get your ass back in the truck.

i won’t hold nothing back.

i’ll tell you whatever you want.

when it comes to getting his hands dirty, he doesn’t want to.

you don’t think she’s human, do you? ‘cause if you do – if that’s what you think – then we’re just a bunch of murderers.

that ain’t a person.

are those bite marks?!

one slip-up, one ‘what if’ and we all start finding out how the neighbours taste.

so when we roll up on this bitch, you stay in the truck.

some people don’t trust the government.

the man with the blade and the man in the chair – they’re not different. they both suffer.

have you no respect for private property?

is that your bike?

i’ll ask the questions.

i’m kind of the law in these parts.

come on, i want to show you something.

they’re not coming back.

i’m not sick.

if the kid turns, it’s your ass.

i told her in detail about the violence, what was done, how we suffered.

do you think she will understand that it was necessary then to survive?

sometimes all we can do isn’t enough.

do you wonder what happened to them?

i can hear them. i can still hear them.

tell him what you told us.

i was wishing we had something to mask the smell of urine.

i look at you and i see someone who knows the meaning of necessity.

i’m gonna require a man with your talents when i make my move.

they all come back.

traumatic brain injury is the only thing that stops it.

we don’t want her to turn.

i thought this was getting better.

i thought we were winning.

it’s not safe for us to stay.

each for our own now.

we’ve got enough food and water to last us.

you won’t get in without me.

you lied to me my whole life.

they did nothing when they came for us.

who are we counting as family?

what is family now?

you might as well kill me now.

he cuts me. he mutilates me.

i will help you find your family.

just cut me loose. please.

i don’t want to have to shoot you.

you should save your ammunition.

you’ll see where doing the right thing gets you.

if things go sideways – if you see anything – you drive.

you’re gonna be okay.

take care of her, okay?

would you rather they all died?

i don’t want anyone to die.

you can’t save everyone.

if they’re dead, they’ll just keep walking, right?

it’s alright. they’re slow.

please, kill me.

the infection took her.

there’s nothing left to see.

i’ll take you with my family, but we need your help.

the dead will hear you and they will come.

you don’t have to do this, okay?

just put the gun down.

we can follow the river down to the sea.

generators kick on when the power dies.

i feel strange.

we don’t know where we’re going.

it’s like i’ve been living like this for a long time, and now everyone is catching up with me.

the only way to survive a mad world is to embrace the madness.

it doesn’t matter how you die. you come back.

don’t let that happen to me.

[inactive10249193012]

“ Good luck, dumbass. ”

                                       anyone   else   ,   she   wouldn’t   have   let   them   escape   unscathed.   leaned   against   her   spear   (   stuck   in   the   ground   by   one   of   its   ends   )   ,   she   lets   her   eyes   roll   ,   a   sideways   smirk   spreading   on   dried   lips.   head   tilts   to   rest   on   the   lean   stick   and   she   inhales   deeply   ,   taking   in   the   deep   stench   of   a   shitty   group   of   offhanded   survivors.   ‘   gee   ,   THANKS   ,   cor.   ’   she   looks   around   observantly   ,   eyeing   the   settlement   closely         for   her   own   purposes   ,   obviously.   ‘   i’ll   be   back   in   a   week   ,   tops.   if   not   ,   it’s   because   i   decided   i   don’t   like   you   that   much   anymore.   ’   a   wink   sent   her   way   before   she   straightens   her   posture   ,   uproots   her   spear   and   walks   out   of   the   settlement.

the   walking   dead   sentence   starters   /   accepting .

[lovesvampire]

random questions for character building (and fun)

go to karaoke song?

a song that describes them?

are they good at sports?

do they have a favorite movie?

three things in their fridge?

most three recently watched on netflix?

celebrity crush?

are they close to their family?

best thing in their life?

greatest regret?

biggest lie?

biggest flaw?

best accomplishment?

greatest fear(s)?

what is their vice? (wrath, greed, pride, lust, gluttony, sloth, envy)

what would their hogwarts house be?

did they graduate high school? if so did they attend college?

when was their first real relationship? how’d it go?

have they ever broken someones heart? has someone broken theirs?

have they ever been married? are they married?

do they have children? have they before?

do they want children?

opinion on pets? cats or dogs?

opinion on horror films?

do they have allergies?

do they have a certain aesthetic or style?

do they have tattoos or piercings? 

do they have any distinctive features or marks?

do they enjoy coffee or tea? hot or iced?

are they religious or spiritual? 

are they a morning person or night person?

if they could have any superpower what would it be?

who is their ride or die friend?