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@itspartofthepackage--archive
So I did the thing.
It’s frustrating and really confusing trying to look through everything on here because I haven’t been on in so long and most of my posts are from threads that just stopped and stuff.
So, I moved over to here. I’m gonna be fixing everything up over there and then doing replies sometime this week, yeahh. c:
So I did the thing.
It's frustrating and really confusing trying to look through everything on here because I haven't been on in so long and most of my posts are from threads that just stopped and stuff.
So, I moved over to here. I'm gonna be fixing everything up over there and then doing replies sometime this week, yeahh. c:
itspartofthepackage needs help
"Look out!" He said, quickly smashing his cleaver into the walker that was going to sneak up on the stranger. "You alright?"
Hearing anothers voice was a surprise, so was turning around to look at the stranger just as he took down a walker that had apparently been closing in on her without her noticing.
"I I'm okay. Thank you."
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Dear RP partner,
I’m sorry I take 2837897845748 years to respond.
Love, the Mun
Separated
They weren’t in the woods long after diverging from the road. The trees quickly cleared to give way to a fenced in field. It looked like wheat growing in tall stalks between the fence and the silo in the distance. Luckily it was only waist high, not tall enough to obscure walkers. In fact, it looked like the fence had kept any of them out. They were clear as far as she could see. And what she could see in the distance wasn’t just the silo, but also the shape of a barn next to it. Now there was something familiar to the two girls. Not too far off was the farmhouse to go with it.
She didn’t want to hope too much too soon but the farmer’s daughter was instantly reminded of the afternoon she’d seen Rick running towards them with his son bleeding in his arms. Maybe it was fate that she and Beth came here, too. Bruised and hungry and disheartened. Maybe there would be survivors who would help them.
As they traipsed through the field Maggie couldn’t see a sign of a living soul. The farm looked to be abandoned. It was a minor disappointment. At least they still had shelter to look forward to - maybe even a warm bed. She didn’t have to say anything. One look at her baby sister and Maggie knew that they were headed straight for that farmhouse anyways, survivors or no. “Think there’s anyone inside?” She couldn’t see anything through the windows yet. Maybe when they got closer.
The sight of a farm brought back so many memories, it made her head hurt. Most of them were good, from before everything happened, but the ones after her mother and Shawn passed away were the worst. It started with all of them being together, thinking they were safe at the farm, and that everything would be okay soon. Now, it was just her and Maggie. With any luck, this farm would have supplies they needed and it'd be safe enough for them to camp out in for the night. She was just thankful they actually found a place before dark.
"Doubt it, looks pretty empty in there." Even the slightest possibility that there were others in there made her nervous. After they took in other survivors and got close to them, they lost them all in the end. It was like a never ending cycle. If anyone was in there, there wasn't any knowing whether or not they'd let them in or not. Truthfully, she was okay with it just being her and Maggie until they found the others, the ones they knew, loved, and trusted.
As the two walked closer towards the farm her nervousness started to fade. It seemed to be abandoned so far, and even if it wasn't, she had Maggie and Maggie had her. They had each others backs no matter what. "Seems strange, don't it? Finding a farm." In a way it gave Beth just a tiny bit of hope that everything would be okay. It was just felt too strange that they'd come across a farm and it not be a good thing. Then again, she could be totally wrong.
Maggie continued to focus on the road, "I wish I could have saved her...I wish I would have known what to do when she was delivering the baby but I was too scared...too afraid that I wouldn't get the baby out on time.." Maggie felt tears swell up in her eyes and she tried her best to force them back
Maggie often thought that it was her fault that Lori had died, she wish she could have known what to do, she sniffled and squeezed her eyes shut thinking it'd help.
As soon as Beth noticed the tears in her older sisters eyes she didn't hesitate to place her hand on Maggie's and give her a gentle squeeze. She had no idea how hard this really was for Maggie and how Maggie was dealing with it, and that only made her feel so much worse. She knew it wasn't Maggie's fault, and so did everyone else, but that could never take away the guilt Maggie had over all of it. "Of course you wish you could've, we all wish you could've, but you couldn't. It wasn't your fault, Maggie. It just happened, but it's not your fault. Anyone could've been with Lori that day, but you got her out of there and you got her somewhere away from the walkers. You were the one that got her out of there, and you were the one that saved Judith."
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Maggie nudged her sister in the side with her elbow playfully. “Uh huh. I think what Jimmy likes is bein’ around you.” She grinned at Beth. “Nothin’ wrong with that, I like bein’ around you, too.” She placed another peeled potato in the bowl. “He live around here? I wonder how his parents feel about him spendin’ all his time here instead of at home.” It was possible they understood the allure of young love. Or maybe Jimmy’s parents were the worrying type. Maybe they didn’t care at all. They should care, having a boy Jimmy’s age.
She glanced sidelong at Beth and saw the slight color to her cheeks, the dreamy smile that the younger girl probably wasn’t even aware graced her features. “Oh look at you, you really like this boy, don’t you?” She paused to dig out a piece of potato that was discolored. “Well, that’s good, though. I’m glad you’re happy baby girl. I won’t tease you anymore, I’m sure Shawn’s got that base covered.” Their brother was pretty stereotypical in that sense, he did love to tease. But Shawn’s teasing was good natured and affectionate, never malicious.
And besides which, she was certain her parents were keeping a close eye on the pair. “How’s things at school?” Beth often texted her about homework or teacher questions. Having gone to the same high school Maggie could offer invaluable insight on most of the teachers there. And she tried to give good advice on her friends, too, though Beth didn’t often need any. Despite how much her sister worried for her, the youngest Greene had a pretty level head on her shoulders. She was smart and had her priorities straight. “Everything good with your friends?” She asked lightly while she reaching for another potato.
"I suppose that could definitely be part of it, huh? It's sweet, isn't it?" Actually being able to talk with her sister face to face made things so much better. Any worries she had always faded away when she started talking with Maggie. Maggie always had a way of taking her mind off of things, intentionally or not. "Yeah, not too far away. Few minutes, give or take. I think they miss seein' him so much, but I think they just like him bein' happy." And the exact same thing could be said for her parents. They more than likely weren't too happy their daughter was spending so much time with Jimmy, but the smile on her face and that giggles that echoed throughout the living room every time she was around him made it just a little bit easier to deal with.
"I really really do! He's just so sweet and funny, Maggie. I think you'll really like him." With any luck, that is. She couldn't imagine what would happen if Maggie didn't like him. Things would be extremely awkward if that were to happen. "He's covered that enough to last me until I'm fifty. When Jimmy brought me back home the first night he took me to the movies, we were talkin' on the porch and he leaned down to kiss my cheek, cute, right? Shawn totally whipped the door right open, pretty much stared Jimmy down. I was kinda surprised when Jimmy texted me the next mornin'." Even though Shawn got under her skin with how protective he was, deep down she knew it was only because he didn't want her getting hurt. Plus, it was kinda funny sometimes, although she'd never admit that around her brother.
"It's a little overwhelming sometimes, but I'm doing pretty good with staying caught up. Teachers are pretty nice, but I still somehow seem to get lost at least once a week." Even with Jimmy spending so much time around the farm, Beth always made sure she had everything finished before she'd go out and do anything with him. Most of the time, however, Jimmy would sit behind Beth on the couch when she was doing any left over work. He never said anything that hinted he had any problem with it, normally he was the one that offered to hang around and wait until she was finished, and she always managed to finish. "Perfect! I went out shopping with a couple of the girls last weekend. They got new heels and flip flops, and I got boots. So much more comfortable!"
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i love u
u are cool
i do not want to scare u away
what if i scare u away
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beth + team prison
"Yeah, with everyone fighting, I wouldn’t be surprised if people needed alone time. Sure, I mean — I don’t wanna annoy you with it.”
"I actually forgot how loud people could be, ya know? I got used to people being quiet, walkers being the louder of the two. You won't annoy me, really! It's no bother, my pleasure to listen."
Merle wouldn’t say he was sorry cause he wasn’t. But he had the decency to look ashamed as Beth paused before she spoke again. He looked back down at his feet again, “Yeah n’ what’s that?” He asked quietly, an edge to his voice. Merle didn’t know what to do from here. If he was able to stay with the group he’d have to make an effort to become a part of them. If he ran he risked meeting walkers or the Governor on the open road. It was clear enough Daryl didn’t want him gone- at least Merle thought Daryl at least didn’t want him gone.
The Governor was gonna come to the prison any day now though. There was safety in numbers but Merle was sure he’d have more. He looked back up at Beth, “You best be ready fer what’s comin’, girlie. The Governor, he ain’t gonna stop. Not ‘till you’re all dead.” He almost said we’re all dead but changed his mind at the last moment.
"You fight. You fight here, at the prison, with us. By Daryl's side."
Beth didn't know Merle but she hoped he'd come through for Daryl. Things were going to get bad and it could happen any second. They needed all the help they could get, it didn't matter who it was coming from. Everyone makes mistakes but right now the important thing was staying alive and protecting their home. It wasn't like they could just up and go again, spend months on the road with no shelter, scavenging for anything they could find. They had Judith now and her father was in no position to be on the run again. The months after the prison were extremely rough with Lori pregnant, but now they had to think about her father and Judith as well. Plus, this was their h o m e. They took it and made it their home, lost several good people in the process.
"We're not givin' up without a fight, none of us. All this preparin' probably won't help when it happens, but it's what we do. It'll be bad, but who knows, we just might win."
Not one of them would give up without a fight, that was obvious. Not after everything they'd been through, everything they lost along the way. The Governor was going to come and try to take it all away, but none of them would just stand by and let him. It was going to be a fight, a bloody fight. Everyone knew the risks, had the chance to leave if they wanted, but none of them did. What happens next is going to happen, and being afraid wasn't going to change that. All they could do was get ready.
"You're here for Daryl, right? He's here for us, all of us. Question is, what does that mean for you?"
Faith Ain't Done Shit Fer Us
Daryl sighed when Beth kissed his neck, knowing she agreed with his statement. He held onto her tightly, realizing this may be the only time they get to be this close if and when they had to leave. But he didn’t want to leave, he wanted to stay right here with Beth forever but the need to find everyone else was there and he knew she wanted to see Maggie again. There was a glimmer of hope in Daryl and he knew they would see the others again, but he was nervous and somewhat hesitant to find them because he didn’t know if he’d find them alive or dead or worse..walkers.
Daryl laughed, “Mr. Dixon huh? Well I am totally into you too Ms. Greene,” he replied softly, brushing his lips against Beth’s.
Her fingers entwined in his hair as she rested her head on his shoulders, taking in the time they had together. She was downright terrified of leaving soon. She wanted to find her sister along with everyone else, she was just terrified of the possibility of losing the only person she had with her. It was a risk every time they went out there, and they were down to knives and Daryl's crossbow. Back at the prison, she still worried when the others went out on runs, but in a way, she felt better about it then. They had ammo and they never went out alone anymore. They were still at risk, even in big groups, but now it was just the two of them out there. She didn't have the experience the others had, but she had some and she was thankful for that much.
A smile formed on her face when Daryl turned his head towards her and she lifted hers to meet his lips. One hand stayed around his neck, fingers in his hair, the other on his chest, fingers riveting his vest.
"Lucky me."
youre cute || theres-us-and-thedead
"I don’t know, I reckon if you really got yourself worked up we’d all be hidin’." Rick teased with a smile. He had seen a version of Beth that was quite down and depressed when they had first gotten to the farm but seeing a truly angry Beth seemed like something rather unlikely. He had seem Maggie go off a time or two but never Beth. He was sure if something actually sent her that far over the edge she would be rather intimidating. "Yeah, she is. With or without the weapon." He chuckled softly. "I’m sure we’d be sayin’ the same about you too."
Rick smiled as she talked about Judith. It was just like Beth to see the beauty even through all the chaos they lived each day. Though Judith made that a little easier for him most days too. He could see the tears forming in Beth’s eyes and he couldn’t help but smile, a touch of emotion building in him as well. It was beautiful to see someone love Judith the way she did. Rick rested a hand on her shoulder and gave her a smile. “Lori would be proud of you.”
The eye-roll that was quickly followed with her lowering her head to keep her face hidden from the other by looking at the ground, was her natural reaction whenever she found herself blushing. That, or hiding her face with her hands, and she'd already done that several times earlier in the conversation.
"Doubt that. I'm more of a huffer and a puffer when I get mad."
She looked up when Rick placed his hand on her shoulder before he spoke. Her lips parted slightly, taking in a deep breath. Him telling Lori would be proud of her was something that meant more than anything else anyone could ever say to her. She missed Lori. The two spoke quite often while they were on the road after the farm, which added to the friendship between the two that started back on the farm when Lori tried to help her. To the very day she still regretted the way she acted towards Lori when she found out she was pregnant. She'd apologize a hundred times if she had the chance. In some odd way, helping Rick and Carl out with Judith felt like sort of a thank you to Lori, even if she wasn't here to see it. She truly owed Lori for the things she said to her back at the farm, telling Maggie about it, as well as getting her off of the farm alive. So, hearing Rick say that really meant a lot.
"You think she would be?"
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Shane frowned when Beth apologized, more over his own words than hers. He hadn’t worded it right. That sort of thing didn’t warrant an apology.
"Nothin’ to be sorry for. I just mean that I ain’t mad at ya or anything, I guess." Shane keeps his voice low, wary of anyone else crossing by the dining room. They’ve been left alone so far, likely thanks to the early hour, but all it would take would be Lori or Maggie overhearing the wrong part of the conversation to start a shitstorm neither of them needed.
"We’ll just, uh…we’ll forget it happened, alright? I get you were maybe confused or somethin’. Not gonna hold it against you. I just figured I’d stop ya before you did somethin’ you’d regret come morning."
Alert the media - Shane has an actual, functioning conscience in the presence of a female.
"Yeah, okay, probably best."
Instantly mentally slapping herself, she surely was. Not only would he notice the change in her tone, but he could just as easily read her like a book. She'd never even come close to having a conversation like this, and even though she figured he'd bring it up at some point, the apologies she had planned out in her head didn't exactly fit into this conversation. She imagined him reacting in a completely different way than he was, and it kinda threw her off a bit.
The small smile she gave him was definitely more to assure her self of that sentence than it was to assure him that she agreed. For maybe half of a second she agreed, only when she thought he was going to be upset with her, but other than that, not one bit.
"I wasn't confused or nothin' like that. I just, uh. I really didn't mean for it to be a big thing. Should've thought about it, I guess."
Taken || Milton---mamet
Hearing her words, Milton let out a sigh— he killed her father? For what reason? He wasn’t there, he was left behind in a dingy room, beaten half to death. He hasn’t bothered going back or tried to do anything involving him, he wanted away from Woodbury, away from the man he used to call friend. But even now, not even talking to him for months, he still went through with his plans— how had he even managed to do that? He destroyed everything.
But he knew Philip was a persistent man, and Milton regretted not leaving with Andrea now, he should never had stayed. He knew what Philip had become. Now his hands gripped on the steering wheel as he remained quiet for a few seconds, trying to think of the right thing to say, but it was simple— there was nothing at this point he could say. Nothing he said would save him from the past, but Milton had nothing to do with the attack on Woodbury, he tried everything he could to stop him, and that resulted in him left to die in a dark room.
“No body deserved to die by his hand— but you have to understand, I had nothing to do with the attack on the prison. I didn’t even know till you told me.” He stated, being honest with her— if she was going to start lashing out on him for something he wasn’t involved in, then he would just have to explain. “I tried to stop him months ago when he first went to the prison, and I was left in a room beaten nearly to death. I’m telling you now, I never wanted anything to do with the attack on your home, and I sure as hell wasn’t involved the second time. Which is why I apologized.”
Milton made sure his voice remained calm the entire time, hoping that the explanation was enough. His mind finally came to a rest, no longer filled with conflict, he now spoke what he knew what was the truth. The truth being he was dragged into a mess he never wanted to be involved in, he only wanted to help, find a cure, move on and try to pretend things were okay.
But when he finally realized that it wasn’t, it was to late and a man he once admired and called friend, murdered nearly everyone he knew and so many others who didn’t deserve to die that way. He should have done something sooner. “I only wanted to help people, I never signed up for any of this. But I’m taking you back, and take what I deserve from Dixon.”
Despite her anger she felt over her fathers dead, the attacks on her home, and knowing Milton used to be apart of it, she believed what he was saying. She didn't pay any attention to any of the Governors men when he came back the last time, her full attention on her father, but she was almost positive she'd never seen Milton before tonight. Not the first attack, and not the last. She'd never even heard anyone mention him before.
"He just showed up. Think it was four days ago or so, somethin' like that. He had people with him, dozen or so, maybe. Tank too, along with my daddy and Michonne, guess you've heard about her? He wanted the prison again, said he had people to protect. All happened pretty fast after my dad went down, don't even know who made it out. Guessin' he didn't, but I can't be sure of it."
But she sure did hope he didn't. She wasn't someone who had ever wanted anyone dead before, other than him, and anyone who stood behind him that day. Losing the prison was one thing, but losing her father and being separated from her sister, not knowing if she was even okay, was another. What he did was unforgivable in every way, and she could only wish he didn't live past that day.
Once again she let her thoughts pull her back away from what was actually going on, only to be yanked back by his words. Relieved? No, that wasn't the word. She wanted to go back, to find Daryl so they could move on and keep looking for the others, but she was terrified at the same time. She didn't want anymore people to die, and part of her couldn't help but think Daryl wouldn't hesitate. if he was even still there.
"No one else needs to die. There's been enough of that, don't you think? Maybe, maybe if Daryl's still there, I could talk to him. Tell him it was all a misunderstanding or something."
