( eliza taylor ╲ 30 ╲ cisfemale ) OPHELIA ROSE has been in THE LEGIONS for 11 MONTHS as a SECOND IN COMMAND. SHE can often be seen with a MINIATURE SIZED SKETCH BOOK FILLED WITH SKETCHES OF THOSE SHE LOVES; how sweet is that? their friends see them as the POLLYANNA - which makes total sense seeing as they’re +OPTIMISTIC & +EMPATHETIC as well as being -STUBBORN & -RECKLESS. I wonder how long they’ll survive for…
hi bebs! it’s ivana here, bringing you my first lil zombie killing baby.
ophelia lived a fairly sheltered life in australia. the family, consisting of her mother, father, and two other siblings, were in the upper middle class. money was never a problem for them. her father was a pilot and mother was a general surgeon. ophelia is the middle child of the two siblings. an older brother ( by two years ) who had always been a protector ( also being someone ophelia idolized ) and a younger sister ( by seven years ) who some would say was spoiled ( borderline rotten ) growing up. since ophelia only had her brother as a playmate at home for seven years of her life, she steered away from the more feminine/soft things in life and gravitated more towards the rougher things. instead of baby dolls or stuffed animals, ophelia carried around toy swords and nerf guns, always itching to have a battle of sort with her elder brother. despite her upbringing into more tougher activities, she still had a big heart. too many times her parents would catch her nursing an injured animal back to health hidden away in her bedroom closet.
at the age of five is when she met her best friend, darius. while searching for a new game to try out at the towns game store, she bumped hands with a little boy while they were reaching for the same zombie game. almost immediately the two became the best of friends, begging their mothers to exchange information so they could see one another again.
the two stayed close, doing practically everything together. even having sleepovers at each others homes well into their teens. though they never dated, the thought never even crossed either of their minds. regardless, once both reached eighteen, they decided to make the change of a lifetime and move across the ocean, to canada.
both decided to pursue schooling to become veterinarians, then opened their own office within toronto. by the time they were twenty-five, they had a fairly successful business and were living together in a high-rise apartment in the middle of the city. throughout the eleven years she was residing in canada, she kept frequent contact with her family back in australia. even traveling back every summer for a few weeks at a time to visit them.
at the age of twenty-seven, ophelia and darius made a pact that if by the time they turned thirty and neither were dating anyone, they’d get engaged to each other. a silly promise to ensure neither would die alone in life.
AFTER THE OUTBREAK
when they were both twenty-nine is when the outbreak hit. they stuck together for the first four months. even joined the legions together, darius convincing her to become second in command of the camp. “because i know you can do it,” he had told her, sincerity shining in his eyes.
until there was a swarm of infected and darius shielded ophelia with his body. resulting in him being bitten and scratched multiple times.
ophelia had managed to shoot all of the infected in the heads, effectively killing them, but it was too late. darius was fading fast.
they knew this could have been a possibility, that one very well might be infected in their fight to survive this now fucked up world.
“kill me,” he had coughed out, pleading with the blonde. end his suffering before he lost himself completely to the infection. before he KILLED her. with a shaky hand and tears streaming down her cheeks, she had placed the gun against his forehead. “i’m sorry”, she had whispered, then pulled the trigger.
ophelia’s dearest friend was gone. by her own hand, no less.
after burying his body in a shallow grave, she returned to camp. due to her role and influence in the legions, ophelia has never fully allowed herself to grieve darius’ death. she couldn’t afford to show weakness.
despite being unable to properly grieve him, ophelia did allow herself to move on, regaining her happiness once more as time passed.
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yeah i wanna make you cum but i also gotta check in on that mental health and see how your day was ok like what u need to talk about?? u can tell me while i go down on u
