the trouble with the chase is it's so easy to crash.

why color in the lines if you're just painting it black? oliver lund - 24 dweller -- scientist genius

[landon-brewer]

The city dwellers supply runner had come to Landon with a secure tip for a bunch of car parts he could find in an abandoned warehouse not too far out from base. Given how rare a golden opportunity such as this came along, Landon was quick to grab his belongings and head out. Finally he might be able to get somewhere with the cars he had laying around. But as he made his way up the stairs of the old warehouse, he heard noises from the next floor. Sounded as if someone had beat him to the punch, or something had.

[oliverlvnd]

It was no ideal location for any sort of target practice, but given the limited resources, it was just as good of a place as any. The warehouse was secluded enough and housed relatively uninteresting supplies which kept others from interrupting him... or so he thought. Memories of his latest close encounter with the undead kind of beings were fresh in his mind as he aimed the sidearm at a makeshift target across the spacious room, but before he could pull the trigger, the presence of another survivor startled him, causing his shot to go right up into the ceiling as he flinched. “Jesus— What the fuck,” He so eloquently resorted to cursing, willing his heart rate to settle, “A little warning next time?”

[neacalwgreyson-blog]

“well that sucks,” he said making a face. “ah don’t really have those types of connections,” he continued. wolf thought about it, maybe he’d take his cousin up on his offer to join the sanctuary, but he didn’t have anything to offer them. “so yer part of those people who live in the park?” he asked. he had mainly stuck to himself, minus a few encounters with people who were either similar to himself or part of the sanctuary. 

[oliverlvnd]

“No— God no; I’m not that fucking insane.” His reaction was one as though he’d been personally offended by the other male’s assumption. To each their own, but Oliver held an unwavering view on communities such as the sanctuary in Lucy Park. “I’ll take the city any day. People give you your space, but they’re still around when you need them. Best thing is no one tries to act like your friendly neighbor like we’re living in a gated golf community.”

[outlander-maya-blog]

She listened to him, picking up the animosity he was dropping down quite clearly in his delivery.  Well, at least he had learned, one of the first few to get the lesson from her.  She wasn’t sure what feelings were stirred up by his being here, but perhaps it was a good thing he was so overly cautious and clearly disinterested in her.

“Well, I’m glad you picked up a flair for the dramatic since the last time we saw each other,” she said, her voice echoing his disinterest.  She wasn’t itching to bring anyone into her life, especially old almost flames who knew far too much about her,” And how is it you make yourself useful?”  

[oliverlvnd]

The most the male offered in response to her comment was a faint sigh, his gaze averting despite his desire to roll his eyes instead. However, if he did so, he’d only be proving her observation to be true.

“And here I was just thinking about complimenting you and saying you look well,” He cocked his head with the slightest, lopsided smirk. It was something of a game now; Now that she was giving him a taste of his own indifference, he felt compelled to try that much harder. “Usually I’d try to explain with a bunch of fancy terms no one knows, but I could just show you...”

[jaydenwalkerrp-deactivated20160]

She looked at him like he was nuts when he started laughing. When she realized he was joking, she gave a half-smile. “Right…” She said and nodded. “Well, I’d like to think that I’m pretty dangerous, but even I know it’s not true.” She said.

[oliverlvnd]

“You’ve lasted this long,” He suggested with a bit of a shrug, discarding the remainder of the cigarette on the ground, “Anyone still alive today is at least a little dangerous.”

[godfreygifs]

[xxixpng-blog]

owen smiled at his words, “but then who would give you surprise attack hugs?” he asked. though owen had never actually given oliver a surprise attack hug, he was now thinking about integrating it into their daily routine. he closed the fence after oliver. “i want to check out the house, see if there are any biters in there. if not we can always use it as a plan b.” he said. not wanting to shoot any biters that might be in there, he took out his knife. he slowly opened the door to the home. “hello?” he whispered. “if you are living don’t shoot. if you are dead, go away,” he said in a low voice. he started to walk around. he was quiet for all of two minutes before he started talking again. “hey did you see how i jumped over that fence? i bet i could jump over you,” he said with a grin.  he made his way to the hallway once everything was clear in the living room and kitchen. he knocked on the wall quickly before taking cover. owen got on his hands and knees and crawled to the first door. he’d almost had a whole in his stomach because someone had rigged a shotgun to go of once someone opened the door. he quietly turned the knob and pushed the door open slowly peeking inside. when he didn’t see anything he pushed it all the way open. nope, nothing but a messy bed and clothes on the floor. “clear,” he whispered back. he repeated the process with the three other doors. when the house was clear he popped up. “that really hurts my back,” he lied. he stretched out his arms and legs. “i almost got my head blown off because some dude rigged this shotgun to go of when you opened the door. though i guess it would be your stomach,” he said making a joke about their height differences. he was more playing on the fact that owen was the shorter of the two. “ok, so now to come up with a plan. normally i dig wholes and they just fall in them, but that takes time. second is setting a trap so that they step in it and get turned upside down, but there are few biters out there and that will probably attract more. not to mention that there are not trees or high bars around the apartment. we could always just go out there and kill them, but we don’t know if there are more hiding out of sight,” he said as he plopped himself on the couch. 

[oliverlvnd]

“Don’t even think about it.” Oliver was always all bark and no bite unless truly prompted. He would complain all he wanted for the sake of complaining, but in the end, he would allow the other male to surprise him with a simple hug. The subject was forgotten as soon as searching the home became the priority, and once again, Owen seemed to jump into action before Oliver had the chance to comprehend what was happening. He never enjoyed diving into situations without first formulating some form of a plan and weighing the options. With Owen, such a thing was never an option.

'If you are dead, go away’. Oliver’s features twisted into a rather dramatic expression that was both perplexed and exasperated, even if it went unseen from his position behind Owen. “Oh yeah, that’ll work well; Why didn’t I think of that? Just ask the biters to go away.” His hushed words were dripping with sarcasm, and a complete eye-roll would surely have been inserted somewhere in there if they weren’t moving deeper into the home and searching for any signs of life or otherwise. “I saw... so let’s not try to find that out and say we did,” He mumbled as he followed Owen down the hall, his eyes continuously scanning the area while the other male was preoccupied with checking the rooms. With the both of them deeming the house clear and confirming that they were out of immediate danger, Oliver visibly relaxed.

“We could set a trap and let the biters do the rest of the work. Work smarter, not harder,” The gears began to turn as he paced about living room, searching through various drawers in end tables as he did so — It would be a missed opportunity to not search for anything useful, even if the home already appeared to be decently cleared out. So far, he’d only found a useless lighter and change. “Maybe somewhere out back... We leave it, let them find it on their own. Even if it takes a day or two, we’ll still have ourselves a biter.” Pausing there, he searched a final drawer, and this time didn’t come up empty-handed. “Score,” He grinned, retrieving the small, rubber ball from where it rested in the end table and tossing it Owen’s direction before taking up a seat on the couch, his ever-sore back thankful for the brief rest.

[jaydenwalkerrp-deactivated20160]

“Well where are the wrong places?” She asked curiously. She didn’t want to get herself into trouble with the living. She had a hard enough time keeping out of trouble with the rabids. 

[oliverlvnd]

“The best advice I have is to not look too suspicious, otherwise you might accidentally get your skull blown apart.” Though his words were presented without any sign of playfulness, he soon cracked a misplaced grin, gradually beginning to chuckle. “I’m kidding. You’ll be fine. We city dwellers live for danger; I think you’d be the least of anyone’s worries.”

[neacalwgreyson-blog]

“anytime bub, well at least until a run out of matches. then a’ll have to go lookin’ for ye pets,” he joked. “where do ye find yer cigs? my own are almost finish. if ye let me in on the secret a promise to split whitever a find…maybe,” he said thinking. he internally weighed the two options. “nay a will. a enjoy smokin’ too much.” he said. though he wasn’t too sure if the other would actually take his word after wolf had openly told the other that he might keep them all for himself. 

[oliverlvnd]

“They’re named Speedy and Flint. Can’t miss ‘em,” The male deadpanned, eyebrows raising in slight. It was an interesting proposition, to split whatever one might find in return for a simple tip... Unfortunately, promises were things rarely kept these days, and Oliver rather enjoyed his rare opportunities to smoke. “I don’t find them. I have supply runners to thank... As long as I do them favors as they need them, they bring me what I want.”

[jaydenwalkerrp-deactivated20160]

“Well I just got in the area today. I’m not even sure where I am at this point.” Jayden admitted. “Are you staying around here?” She asked and then bit her lip, “I mean, you don’t have to tell me or anything, I know people are careful.”

[oliverlvnd]

Outlander. Oliver could have guessed that she was one, but at the same time, she didn’t seem to have many of the traits he’d learned to associate with outlanders. Many of them weren’t quite so open to speaking with others. “You’re near the city,” He revealed, not seeing her as a enough of a threat to withhold such information. “The guards won’t like you much if you wander into the wrong places. I’d know... I live there.”

[theleader-blake]

Delsin watched curiously what the other male did. “What are you doing?“ He asked, titling his head to the side. “You do have a point and trust me, I know that because I’m leading a group. But I trust the people in my group, I do not let just anyone to stay permanently, but I do give a chance to anyone who wants to join in.” 

[oliverlvnd]

“What does it look like I’m doing?” However, he quickly realized that the answer wasn’t quite as obvious as it was for himself. With a sigh, he continued on to explain, voice as unenthusiastic as could be. “Samples. To take a better look at the virus, run some tests... anything. The last few tests got completely fucked up, so if you have any bodies to donate, living or dead...” He trailed off there, offering a lopsided smirk. “—Kidding. Sort of...”

[kcvgvn]

“Wow, you’re making me sound like I’m some sort of mything.” She shrugged, “Well we do. Someone’s got to be cooking for people around here. I wouldn’t do much good on the front lines but I got to do my part somehow.” Brooklyn offered a smile in return, “Expired food isn’t exactly safe to eat so we try  to avoid that.” They’ve stocked up enough to not worry about it for now. “Brooklyn. It’s uh.. it’s nice to meet you, I guess?”

[oliverlvnd]

“If it makes you feel any better, I’m useless with a gun,” He admitted without shame, “There’s a reason I don’t go very far from the city. Turns out I’ve always been better as a scientist than a guard or a runner.” Listening to her words, he savored the remainder of the cigarette before dropping it to the ground. “You guess?” He asked with some sense of mock insult before continuing on. “So... Any chance you’ll spill that story about why you’ve picked up and left your group?”

[xxixpng-blog]

he gave the other a cheeky grin and said, “i actually do. i wake up every morning and tell myself that.” owen had to admit that out of everyone that he had met so far, oliver had been the easiest to talk to. he didn’t seem to mind all of the quirks that came along with being owen. even before the world when to the dead, he’d had trouble finding that. “hey, i do think about them…afterwards,” he said with a laugh. owen gave the other a soft nod. “yeah, i know i wouldn’t want my mom to go out this way,” he said. owen had been playfully wiggling around in an attempt to break free, and when oliver let him go he pretended to take it as his own victory. “i’m sure i can escape,” he said with a grin. his attention turned to the biters that were aimlessly wandering around the clock tower. from what he could see there were four out in the open. however, owen was sure that there were a few more out of their site. his palms got sweaty. he now was face to face with the fact that he may have to kill them. owen pointed to the side of an apartment complex; a spot hidden from the biters’ view. his voice lowered, “there are quite a few. if i can get one of them to follow me i can trap it.” he quietly walked the width of the building and quickly peeked into the ally way. thankfully it was an apartment complex that had fenced off backyards, and each one had a gate door that lead to the ally. however, it was a wood gate, so owen couldn’t clearly see through them. “hmm,” he said to himself. the fence reached a few inches over owen, he cupped his hands and looked through the cracks. it looked clear. “i’m going to check it out,” he said. he jogged away from fence and then stopped after he was a few feet away. owen could have simply ventured into the ally and opened the wood gate, but that could be locked. he gave oliver a wide grin, “watch this,” he mouthed. he ran to the fence with smooth strides. when he was a few inches away from it he jumped on the wall. the ball of his left foot and his right hand coming into contact with the wall first. he used this momentum to propel himself further up the wall. his left hand reached the top of the fence and he pulled himself over. he landed with a roll, and then popped up looking around to see if there were any biters. there was nothing but small patches of overgrown grass and a few rusted backyard seats. he made his way to the fence gate and opened it. he poked his head out and when the coast was clear he made a bird call letting oliver know that he had made it. owen waited by the opened fence door for oliver. he looked around, he’d want to check the apartment for biters, but other than that, it would make a good place for a trap.

(( owen does parkour orz so he does this move then this one. also the area looks kinda like this. ))

[oliverlvnd]

“What are we going to do with you...” He gave a rather dramatic sigh and shook his head, acting as though he were exhausted of the other male and his antics. In reality, despite all quirks, he felt more of a connection with Owen than anyone he’d met. Perhaps it was because Oliver had flaws himself that not many people seemed to understand. With the final grin that was offered, their playful banter came to end for the meantime. Oliver didn’t have his doubts about the task at hand with the addition of the rabids, but he’d be lying if he said that he wasn’t the least bit nervous. Nerves were natural, however, and he always counted it as a good thing... it meant that he still hadn’t grown numb to the feeling.

“Remember what we talked about with not doing anything stupid,” Oliver threatened, his deep voice lowering to avoid risking catching the attentions of the biters ahead. While the other male briefly inspected the area for himself, Oliver remained still, formulating his own plan should things go south. Soon enough, Owen was moving more quickly than he could comprehend, causing alarm in the younger of the two. “Owen, wait—-” He began, his voice a harsh whisper that was soon cut off as the male propelled himself up the wall and vanished from view.

“Fucking Spider-Man shit,” Oliver muttered beneath his breath to himself, torn between wanting to be angry with the other male and fearing what lie on the other side of the fence. Even as seconds passed, he grew more anxious and fidgety, wide eyes scanning nearly frantically around him, waiting for any sign of Owen or a struggle beyond that fence. However, the mock bird call was grabbing his attention, and once again he was unsure whether to feel relieved or ready to chastise his companion. Head down and all but glaring in Owen’s direction, he made his way through the door, quickly giving the male a shove. “Don’t do that again,” He mumbled, hands returning to his pockets, “or else you’re dead.”

[tsaifilms]

[oliverlvnd]

headcanon; radar

When Oliver first joined the city dwellers months into the outbreak, he found the abandoned apartment he’d claimed as his own residence and mad science lab to be inhabited not by any humans, but a cat. Assuming that the feline wouldn’t survive much longer in the world, he left it alone. However, nearly a year later, the female cat —now known as Radar— has continued to survive against all odds. Needless to say, Oliver has grown rather attached to the rodent-and insect-chasing creature.

[xxixpng-blog]

“spandex is ok because it allows everyone to get a good look at my glorious butt,” he said sticking it out a little. “old church ladies are the worst. there was this one old lady who would always try and pinch my cheeks. i didn’t even know her. at least he was honest. my father, was an ass…is an ass? i don’t really know, but anyways he was always telling me how i was a disappointment and how my mom needed to stop encouraging my actions. he’d always make us pretend like we were the perfect family. he’d lie and tell people that we’d have these like soulful conversations.” he said kicking a pebble. “i asked him once why he did that, and he said it was so people would think that i thought about my actions.” he said. owen had to admit that he sometimes didn’t think about his action. however, that was when he was young, he didn’t know any better. “i’m sorry about your mom,” he said. “mine was the only reason i got through my childhood,” he wasn’t sure how his relationship with his mother was, but he hopped it was a good one. he clutched his heart as if oliver’s words really struck a chord. “what? i am fragile!” he smile wiggling his eyebrows. “pfft. you can’t get rid of me that easily.” he said.

[oliverlvnd]

It was difficult for him to resist giving yet another roll of his eyes over Owen’s claims. He settled for simply shaking his head, even managing a small laugh as his attentions were shamefully drawn to the other male’s backside due to the gesture. “Keep telling yourself that,” He sighed once his eyes returned forward, the conversation shifting despite the mood somehow remaining relatively lighthearted. It made talking about more serious topics easier. “You wouldn’t be you if you actually thought about your actions,” Turning his head, he offered something of a grin, though it vanished quickly. “It’s fine, she died when I was young... Better to go the way she did than to die like most of us these days.” If given the option, kidney failure easily seemed preferable to being mauled to death by a senseless rabid. And on the subject of rabids... Oliver spotted a small assortment of the biters ahead on the city block —hospital close by— just as he moved to attempt to capture the shorter male in a playful headlock. Now interrupted, he released him with a promise of, “I’ll get you later.”

[jaydenwalkerrp-deactivated20160]

She smiled and shrugged. “Well, what goes around comes around, right?” She said. “I’m Jayden.” She added, holding her hand out for him to shake, “Who are you?” she asked.

[oliverlvnd]

The most he offered in response to her words was a single nod of his head. As friendly and helpful as she appeared, she was still a stranger... an outlander, perhaps. He accepted her handshake with some hesitancy. “Oliver... —It’s been awhile since someone’s come around that I don’t recognize.”

[neacalwgreyson-blog]

“that’s wae ye need to carry ‘round two rocks. ye just start a fire with ‘em, and now you can have yer cig,” he said leaning against the wall. wolf had some matches, and he could easily share. however, being a long time smoker himself, he didn’t want to waste any. “alright, you wore me down,” he said taking out a small box of matched. they were a pain to keep dry, but he managed. he took out one of his own, and lit it before holding it out for the other to use. 

[oliverlvnd]

“Too bad I abandoned my pet rocks on the side of the road when I couldn’t take care of them anymore,” He rather impassively replied, unamused by the unhelpful suggestion as he continued to struggle for a few more moments with the defunct zippo. It was when he was presented with the match that his features drastically softened, unable to hide his gratefulness in such a time of need. He was quick to light up, taking a well-deserved drag before murmuring a genuine, “Thank you...”

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]