Pippy Palmer

@pippypalmer

What's the point? all we ever do is run, and for what? I've tried everything, I've tried hiding, fighting back anything I could to stay alive. I just want to be normal, I want to be alive and stay that way. Is that too much to ask? I cry everynight and sometimes I wish this was over. One day it will be.

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SORRY FOR BEING UNACTIVE.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

Pippy relaxed herself, trying to forget what she just did. She was in pain, she tried to breathe but It was getting harder and harder from her sobbing so much. ”I wanted to use a quieter weapon, I knew I should have. There was nothing else to use” She said crossing her arms, wanting to get back to the prison right now. ”We all have to do it at some point, don’t be sorry” Pippy said looking outside and staring at the birds. ”Yeah, we were a nice family once. Before those things came along, now they’re all dead. Except me, Ironic. I thought I was going to die first but It turns out I died last” She sobbed. ”We’re almost there” She said looking at the prison from afar, ”Thank god”. ”Have you ever lost anybody like that before?” She asked as they were getting closer and closer to the prison.

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

"Yeah, but you shouldn’t have had to do it like that. I know how it feels to put your own siblin’ down. Takes guts, kid, and you did it." Daryl himself didn’t know if he was praising the girl or just telling her he understood. "You ain’t dead yet, Pips. You’re still alive and kickin’ as far as I’m concerned." He listened to her story quietly, pulling into the prison yard. He’d kept his promise, not only the one he’d made to her, but also the one he’d made to himself - to make sure she got back safely.

The question caught him off guard, and it took a few long moments before he could find the right words. “Yeah, I did. I’ve lost a lot of people. Don’t know why it keeps happenin’, but it does. Jus’ wish I could keep everybody safe…. But it’s not a one man job.”

Pippy listened as the man seemed to praise her and smiled, ''We're home'' She said pulling the door handle and jumping out. They were walking towards the prison gates when a walker appeared out of nowhere and Daryl didn't notice it before it was close to biting him. Pippy quickly grabbed out her gun and shot it. ''Are you okay?'' She asked, hoping for the man not to be bitten or anything like that. Carl, Rick's boy ran over and opened up the prison gate for us. Pippy didn't like him, not very much. She barged past him, waiting for the older man to follow behind. ''Well, I wanted to say thank you- for everything, you're a good person and I hope we could do this again sometime'' She smiled, ''See ya' soon'' She said walking away before stopping by the small farm Rick built by hand. ''Be safe''.

threequestions-rp

A restart, maybe?

Since we keep loosing members (and then gain one new before losing them again) I thought it might be smart to restart this group. People probably find it very difficult to become a part of the group, since they don’t know exactly where we stand with this group.

Perhaps we should start from the point after the Prison War? (No Governor, no Meghan, no Hershel *cry* but he’d be the Admin-mascot) You would have to modify everything a little bit, but that shouldn’t be too hard. We’d have new groups and locations, but I think we could make this work. Hate/Love/Ideas?

( Ooc- Hhm, I'm not too sure. I think we should have events like stated on the other page, meaning we let the characters live up until the time they're supposed to die in the show.?)

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

She wiped away her tears and put her hands together and rubbed them nervously. ”I’m so sorry, I really am. We’ve gotta go before more come!” She said turning on the car, In a hurry. ”I got what I got for now we can go. I didn’t get bitten, I’m alright, don’t worry about me. Worry about yourself” She spoke in a high pitchy voice. ”They’re dangerous, but they have to be done and It’s just the way it is. It really is” She said looking out the windows and seeing the walkers come closer and closer, then eventually as one almost got as close as the window Daryl flee’d in the car with Pippy. ”Thank god, I thought we were going to be stuck there, alone” She said nervously, ”I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I just needed to get this, It’s dangerous but I needed to” Pippy sighed and smiled, ”This is my family” Pippy said showing Daryl the picture of her family which was covered in dust. ”It’s been along time, too long”

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

There was a long pause as Daryl took off, and he looked into the rearview mirror as they sped away from the walker herd. It’d been a close call, and he was lucky to have gotten out of there alive - they both were. He gave a sigh of relief, knowing that he’d barely escaped and that Pippy was alright. Knew I shouldn’t have gone on this run.

"Don’t worry ‘bout it. Guess I could’ve offered you a quieter weapon - jus’ figured you wouldn’t really want to consider what to put your sister down with." He kept his eyes glued to the road in front of them, hearing her quiet sobs and not wanting to make them any worse by acknowledging the fact he knew she was crying. "Sorry you had to do it." Daryl knew how it felt to have to put down a sibling after they’d turned. It was a terrible pain in the pits of your stomach; like somehow you were betraying them, because they were family, after all.

He looked to the picture, nodding his head slowly. The family looked happy… It was definitely a nice place to be. “Looks like a nice family.”

Pippy relaxed herself, trying to forget what she just did. She was in pain, she tried to breathe but It was getting harder and harder from her sobbing so much. ''I wanted to use a quieter weapon, I knew I should have. There was nothing else to use'' She said crossing her arms, wanting to get back to the prison right now. ''We all have to do it at some point, don't be sorry'' Pippy said looking outside and staring at the birds. ''Yeah, we were a nice family once. Before those things came along, now they're all dead. Except me, Ironic. I thought I was going to die first but It turns out I died last'' She sobbed. ''We're almost there'' She said looking at the prison from afar, ''Thank god''. ''Have you ever lost anybody like that before?'' She asked as they were getting closer and closer to the prison.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

”Thanks for understanding” She said understanding the man and growing to like him each minute they spend together. She looked at the older man and it looked like he became quite curious. She ignored it now, but maybe later she’ll tell him why. Pippy is glad that he just understands. She laughed, ”Lucky colours are lucky, anything can be lucky. Even a promise” She said under her breath. ”I just don’t want anybody else to die, I’ve lost enough people.” Pippy said dramatically, closing her eyes and remembering everything that ever had happened to her. ”It’s a dangerous world out there, but you probably already know that”. ”I’m good at giving directions, don’t you worry.” She said, ”You have to go straight ahead, then we’ll get by a street and I’ll tell you when to stop and take three lefts and that’s it.” Pippy said with a smile on her face, feeling relieved that she was able to do this. They finally got there, after all that driving. ”We don’t have to bust in, that’ll make more noise” She got her key from her boot and opened the frontdoor, Inside laid a young child who was zombified. ”She was my sister, I wanted to put her out of her misery. I’m sorry that I did this, I just had to. We stayed here for the first couple of months, she had cancer and died shortly after. We couldn’t do it, she was our sister and then we were overrun. We fled the fastest we could, but they didn’t make it. One of my sisters, she went missing, I never saw her again. She might be alive, but just my luck she most likely isn’t” She explained, grabbing her gun and aiming it at her sister. ”Her names Katey, by the way. I miss h-” She said before tearing up, ”I love you, love you.” She said before closing her eyes and aiming it at her zombified sister and shooting it. She turned around and picked up a photo frame on the desk table and put it in her backpack, streams came pouring down her face. ”We can go now”, suddenly walkers came in out of nowhere. Taking over the house, Daryl and Pippy were separated and Pippy ran to the car and locked herself in. She couldn’t see Daryl anywhere, she got worried and waited. ”Daryl?”, ”Daryl?’ She cried.

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

There wasn’t much Daryl knew to say. Here she was, about to shoot her sister. Why did she feel she was the one who had to finally put her down after all this time? There were so many questions, but he didn’t want to ask, scared he’d say the wrong thing. “I’m… sorry. I really am.” His voice was low and husky, and he wondered if she’d heard. He wanted to ask if she’d prefer to use a weapon that didn’t cause much noise, but figured that wasn’t the main concern at the moment.

Once the walkers began flooding in, Daryl find himself separated from the little girl, and he turned in desperate circles, looking everywhere he could. He wasn’t going to leave this place without knowing where she was - not even if it was the thing he didn’t want to see. “Pippy!” He stayed as long as he possibly could, skillfully dodging the walkers as they surrounded. In a panic, Daryl shot out of the house and into the car, not fully realizing that Pippy was sitting there, tears running down her face until he’d sped off.

"Scared the livin’ shit out of me!" He looked her over. "You good? Any bites?" He couldn’t tell if she was crying from a bite or just because of the situation. "See what I mean ‘bout these runs bein’ dangerous?"

She wiped away her tears and put her hands together and rubbed them nervously. ''I'm so sorry, I really am. We've gotta go before more come!'' She said turning on the car, In a hurry. ''I got what I got for now we can go. I didn't get bitten, I'm alright, don't worry about me. Worry about yourself'' She spoke in a high pitchy voice. ''They're dangerous, but they have to be done and It's just the way it is. It really is'' She said looking out the windows and seeing the walkers come closer and closer, then eventually as one almost got as close as the window Daryl flee'd in the car with Pippy. ''Thank god, I thought we were going to be stuck there, alone'' She said nervously, ''I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen. I just needed to get this, It's dangerous but I needed to'' Pippy sighed and smiled, ''This is my family'' Pippy said showing Daryl the picture of her family which was covered in dust. ''It's been along time, too long''

ooc- I'll get another starter up in abit, I've been busy lately. Sorry!

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

Pippy listened as the man explained the location and how we’ll get there, ”It’s safer to go by car, I just hope we don’t run out of patrol” Pippy said nervously whilst Daryl guided her near some cars. ”It’s one, or two miles away. not too far. I’ve walked more than that. We’ve got to be safe, okay?” Pippy said, ”About what you said earlier, I’m not suicidal. I want to live, I promised somebody I would and I’ll do that. I’m not on a suicide mission, It’s just a simple task, we’ll get out there alive.” Pippy said with confidence. Pippy opened one of the cars door, she picked it because It was orange. ”Orange’s my lucky colour, let’s get in this car.” She requested, opening the door and getting it. ”Can you drive? because, I can’t.” She laughed whilst putting her seat belt on. ”Make sure you put your seatbelt on too, just incase. You never know when we’ll crash and just incase roamers start coming around, we’ve got to make sure”

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

Daryl stopped dead in his tracks as she explained her reason for wanting to stay alive. He hadn’t meant it seriously when he’d asked if she was on a suicide mission, just wanted to knock some sense into her. Deep down, know one really wanted to die. Survival instinct kicked in whenever it was needed - that was human nature. “I know. You didn’t seem like you wanted to die. Just wanted to make sure you understood.” He didn’t want to pry into her personal life and ask who she’d made this promise to, but it sparked curiosity.

"Right. Lucky color." Daryl slowly walked towards the car and got behind the wheel. “‘Course I know how to drive. You’re a kid - kinda figured you didn’t know how." He raised a brow and chuckled under his breath at her warning about the seatbelts. "Calm down Pippy Long Stockings, I’m puttin’ it on." Making sure she heard the soft click of the belt, he started up the car. "Hope you’re good with givin’ directions."

''Thanks for understanding'' She said understanding the man and growing to like him each minute they spend together. She looked at the older man and it looked like he became quite curious. She ignored it now, but maybe later she'll tell him why. Pippy is glad that he just understands. She laughed, ''Lucky colours are lucky, anything can be lucky. Even a promise'' She said under her breath. ''I just don't want anybody else to die, I've lost enough people.'' Pippy said dramatically, closing her eyes and remembering everything that ever had happened to her. ''It's a dangerous world out there, but you probably already know that''. ''I'm good at giving directions, don't you worry.'' She said, ''You have to go straight ahead, then we'll get by a street and I'll tell you when to stop and take three lefts and that's it.'' Pippy said with a smile on her face, feeling relieved that she was able to do this. They finally got there, after all that driving. ''We don't have to bust in, that'll make more noise'' She got her key from her boot and opened the frontdoor, Inside laid a young child who was zombified. ''She was my sister, I wanted to put her out of her misery. I'm sorry that I did this, I just had to. We stayed here for the first couple of months, she had cancer and died shortly after. We couldn't do it, she was our sister and then we were overrun. We fled the fastest we could, but they didn't make it. One of my sisters, she went missing, I never saw her again. She might be alive, but just my luck she most likely isn't'' She explained, grabbing her gun and aiming it at her sister. ''Her names Katey, by the way. I miss h-'' She said before tearing up, ''I love you, love you.'' She said before closing her eyes and aiming it at her zombified sister and shooting it. She turned around and picked up a photo frame on the desk table and put it in her backpack, streams came pouring down her face. ''We can go now'', suddenly walkers came in out of nowhere. Taking over the house, Daryl and Pippy were separated and Pippy ran to the car and locked herself in. She couldn't see Daryl anywhere, she got worried and waited. ''Daryl?'', ''Daryl?' She cried.

sherlockcumberpatch

"How Are You Feeling?" || OPEN RP

Tiffany had been from cell to cell all day, making sure her patients were getting better or not getting worse, at least. She liked to call them her patients, it made her feel good. She wiped the sweat from her head and slightly coughed, she stopped for a moment and felt her own forehead. “Shit, don’t get sick now” She mumbled, shaking off the fact her life may be in danger. Her forehead felt hot, she was burning up.

She spent another long while checking in on everyone in their cells. She ended up having to lock cell doors of the people who seemed to be taking a turn for the worse, of course she didn’t want to lock them in but it’s better safe than sorry. She checked the cell at the end of the room. She held onto the bars and smiled a little, “How are you feeling?”

”Bad.” Pippy almost thought that she wasn’t sick, but couldn’t lie. She wished she had some panacea at that moment. ”Well, better than earlier on, considering that earlier more people were dying, faster.” Pippy said in quite a precocious way. ”You’ve helped us alot, you’re a good person. Thank-” She tried to say before coughing up blood and covering her mouth, hoping nobody else catches the sickness. ”You okay?” Pippy asked curiously, ”You don’t look too good” She said putting her hand on her friends head, before hearing coughing noises from outside. Before they could react one or two people turned and they had nowhere to run. ”Don’t.” Pippy said closing her gate door, with Tiffany inside. ”It’s too dangerous, If you have to you can get them through the gate bars. We have to be careful, all the doors are shut. Aren’t they?” Pippy asked curious to the older woman’s answer. One started coming towards them, putting scratching at the bars and a loud clanging noise went off from where their vile fingernails hit the bars. ”We have to be quick” Pippy said grabbing holding her knife and digging it straight through the walkers skull as she faced the older woman. ”You’re Tiffany, right? I didn’t catch your name, sorry. I’m Pippy” She smiled watching the other roamer come closer and closer, ”Here. You can do it” Pippy said handing her the knife. ”I can’t, they’re just -” Pippy paused and stared at the vile walker, ”I can’t. They’re just like family” Pippy said feeling disgusted with herself and looking away whilst Tiffany took out the walker.

sherlockcumberpatch

Tiffany quickly removed the knife from the walkers head and watched it slump down against the bars. She then turned to look at Pippy, quite impressed about how maturely the young girl handled the situation. She handled it better than Tiffany ever could, always hesitating to take out a walker. She didn’t like it and clearly Pippy didn’t either. Tiffany merely sighed before speaking, “You can turn around now.”Tiffany looked down at the dead walker, she carefully examined his face then let out a groan of distress, “He was fine… I mean- he was getting better. I closed the cells of the more weaker people. Why is this happening?” She ran her fingers through her hair an then covered her mouth so she could cough. She reverted back to the young girl and answered one of her questions, “Yes, I’m Tiffany. It’s lovely to finally meet you, Pippy.”  More groaning could be heard from outside of the cell. More people had died and turned. Tiffany grabbed onto the cold cell bars, ready to open the cell door. “I… gotta take care of them.”

She was facing the other direction as the older woman put the knife through the walkers skull, she reached out for the knife, taking it back. ''I'll take my knife back now'' She requested. ''They simply want to be alive, they run outside for help and then die. It's cruel, I'm too ill to help, but I try my best'' Pippy said whilst people were coughing up blood in their cells. ''You've heard stories about me, huh?'' She asked curiously, ''Wait.'' Pippy held onto her, shutting the cell door. ''You've got to be careful, take my knife. I'll come with you'' Pip said as she opened the cell doors and walked out on the people dying. ''Yo-You've gotta help them!'' She said almost weeping and backing up into Tiffany.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

Pippy felt upset, she knew what she had to do to survive. Some didn’t. She saw her family getting devoured and that was terrible, a bullet through their head wasn’t that bad. ”I wasn’t scared, I accept death. It’s hard at first, but we die, you’ll die, I’ll die. Everybody dies. Anybody can die” Pippy said as she thought about the trouble of going on a run, ”I’m sorry, I told them I was. I didn’t want to, but they were going towards the sick, people would have died If I had been more discreet. Especially the sick” She explained, filling up with emotion’s left and right. ”Let’s get these bodies out of here” Pippy said dragging one into a different place. ”You gonna help?” She asked curiously, needing somebody to drag the other one. Wanting to end their family members misery sooner, It’d take time. But, she’d rather not have them see them dead. ”Okay, I’ve got everything packed in my bag.” Pippy said running back into her cell and retrieving her bag then running back to Daryl. ”Let’s go” She said making her way out of the prison, by the gates. ”Are we taking a car or we going by foot?” Pippy asked, waiting’ for an answer.

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

"I’d rather not think ‘bout dyin’ right now. Don’t know ‘bout you, but I wanna live a little longer. I ain’t on a suicide mission." Daryl huffed, but was secretly grateful. The situation with the walkers could’ve quickly gotten out of hand, and Pippy was the reason it’d ended before anything bad could happen. Still, she was only a kid, and was vulnerable. He wasn’t about to let her die trying to be the tragic hero of the story.

As he helped dragged the heavier of the bodies into a different space, he made a mental note to do something with the bodies once they got back. They couldn’t just leave them there to rot - it as inhumane. “Nah, we’re takin’ a car. Don’t know how far away your house is, and I don’t feel like takin’ a kid on foot through all of those bastards.” He pointed towards the walkers who were slowly circling the prison outside of the gate. Daryl guided her to one of the few idle cars. “‘Bout how far away is this place of yours?”

Pippy listened as the man explained the location and how we'll get there, ''It's safer to go by car, I just hope we don't run out of patrol'' Pippy said nervously whilst Daryl guided her near some cars. ''It's one, or two miles away. not too far. I've walked more than that. We've got to be safe, okay?'' Pippy said, ''About what you said earlier, I'm not suicidal. I want to live, I promised somebody I would and I'll do that. I'm not on a suicide mission, It's just a simple task, we'll get out there alive.'' Pippy said with confidence. Pippy opened one of the cars door, she picked it because It was orange. ''Orange's my lucky colour, let's get in this car.'' She requested, opening the door and getting it. ''Can you drive? because, I can't.'' She laughed whilst putting her seat belt on. ''Make sure you put your seatbelt on too, just incase. You never know when we'll crash and just incase roamers start coming around, we've got to make sure''

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

Pippy rushed to her cell, In the sick ward. Collecting everything that she owned, and rushing out straight away to make sure she didn’t get infected, again. She was lucky this time. As she was coming out of the sick ward she looked to her left and saw somebody who was hurt. ”Hello?” Pippy said, not getting an answer or anything. They turned and started growling at Pippy. Pippy fell over whilst trying to get away from the walker and quickly grabbed the gun from her boot, as quick as possibly she shot both walkers in an instant. People started coming towards their cells, curious of what just happened. ”They turned”, ”I’m sorry” She said as she watched their love-ones cry, she had to leave. She couldn’t deal with this. She rushed out and went into the new cell block. ”Clean” Pippy said looking at the somehow clean walls and flooring. ”Nobodies here, I guess they’re all in quarantine because they’re all too scared to get infected” Pippy thought to herself, before setting out a cell to herself. She heard footsteps, they came as quick as lighting. ”Not again.” Pippy pulled out the knife Carol gave her out of her backpack, making sure she didn’t make any noise and not attracting anymore walkers. She closed her gate, remembering how she fought them off whilst in the sick ward. She hit her knife on the bars, back and fore. Making noise, she waited and waited. Then out of the shadows an old lady walker appeared and her heart melted. ”I’m sorry” She said as it came closer and closer. Pippy acted fast and got out her knife, putting it through the old decaying walkers dead. She set up her things, cleaning the sheets and spraying some spray. Making sure it didn’t smell too bad, or ”good”. She heard something coming closer, and closer. This one was definitely a human since she could hear their breathing. ”Daryl? Is that you? are we going now?” Pippy asked, curious If she could go now.

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

The gunshots were loud as they echoed through the halls of the prison, and Daryl ran towards the sound, thinking the worst. Had there been another attack on a cell block? What if everyone was already gone and there was nothing he could do to save them? By the time he reached the two motionless bodies on the ground they were surrounded by sick people. “I’ll get this cleaned up, sorry ‘bout you havin’ to see it.” He reassured the people before turning to look for Pippy.

The sound of something scraping the metal bars lured him to her cell, where he found another body lying in its entrance. “Can you be a little more discreet ‘bout killin’ ‘em ‘round folks? People are scared, especially those with the flu. They don’t need to witness anythin’ like that, got it?” He had to say, he was impressed. He hadn’t seen her shoot the walkers, but from the looks of the two in the cell block, she’d only had to take one shot. Maybe taking her out on a run wasn’t as big of a mistake as Daryl thought it to be.

"We better get movin’ if we’re gonna get this over with. The sooner you take care of your business, the sooner I can bring you back."

Pippy felt upset, she knew what she had to do to survive. Some didn't. She saw her family getting devoured and that was terrible, a bullet through their head wasn't that bad. ''I wasn't scared, I accept death. It's hard at first, but we die, you'll die, I'll die. Everybody dies. Anybody can die'' Pippy said as she thought about the trouble of going on a run, ''I'm sorry, I told them I was. I didn't want to, but they were going towards the sick, people would have died If I had been more discreet. Especially the sick'' She explained, filling up with emotion's left and right. ''Let's get these bodies out of here'' Pippy said dragging one into a different place. ''You gonna help?'' She asked curiously, needing somebody to drag the other one. Wanting to end their family members misery sooner, It'd take time. But, she'd rather not have them see them dead. ''Okay, I've got everything packed in my bag.'' Pippy said running back into her cell and retrieving her bag then running back to Daryl. ''Let's go'' She said making her way out of the prison, by the gates. ''Are we taking a car or we going by foot?'' Pippy asked, waiting' for an answer.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

”Alright, I understand. I’ve got a gun, wanna see?” She mentioned before grabbing her gun out of her boot, a weird place to keep such an item. She looked up at the clouds and tried to make shapes with each cloud, like her mother used to do to keep her family members quiet on road trips. ”I haven’t got many friends, there’s not many children at the prison. I’ve got more adult friends than children, but the same could go for them.” Pippy didn’t like this idea either, she just had to. She needed to do this, It’s what needs to be done. ”You really mean it? Woah, I didn’t except that. Thank you so much, you don’t know how grateful I am. I’ll stay by you at all times, I promise. Got it.” ”You know where I’ll be at, see you. Come to me when you’re ready, okay?” Pippy said before running away. She paused and stopped running, ”I’ve got to do something and I’ve got to get a few items, I’ll explain later, or I’ll explain when we get there. Either way, we’ve gotta keep moving, I’ll be in my cell”.

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

"Careful where you point that thing, Pip." As the girl pulled the gun out of her boot, Daryl quickly moved out of aim. Where and how she’d gotten the weapon he didn’t know, nor did he want to. If she could shoot, he’d find that out sooner or later if they ran into trouble. Hopefully she was a woman of her word and was actually as good a shot as she claimed to be. He’d need every ounce of help he could get.

As she began rushing off, Daryl huffed, trying to keep up. “What? What do you mean a few items? If we’re leavin’ we better - You know what? Never mind.” He shook his head and watched as Pippy hurried away. He still didn’t know what was so important that she needed from her old place, and now she had some other mysterious things she suddenly needed to bring along. This little trip just didn’t sit well with Daryl, but there wasn’t much he could do about that now.

Pippy rushed to her cell, In the sick ward. Collecting everything that she owned, and rushing out straight away to make sure she didn't get infected, again. She was lucky this time. As she was coming out of the sick ward she looked to her left and saw somebody who was hurt. ''Hello?'' Pippy said, not getting an answer or anything. They turned and started growling at Pippy. Pippy fell over whilst trying to get away from the walker and quickly grabbed the gun from her boot, as quick as possibly she shot both walkers in an instant. People started coming towards their cells, curious of what just happened. ''They turned'', ''I'm sorry'' She said as she watched their love-ones cry, she had to leave. She couldn't deal with this. She rushed out and went into the new cell block. ''Clean'' Pippy said looking at the somehow clean walls and flooring. ''Nobodies here, I guess they're all in quarantine because they're all too scared to get infected'' Pippy thought to herself, before setting out a cell to herself. She heard footsteps, they came as quick as lighting. ''Not again.'' Pippy pulled out the knife Carol gave her out of her backpack, making sure she didn't make any noise and not attracting anymore walkers. She closed her gate, remembering how she fought them off whilst in the sick ward. She hit her knife on the bars, back and fore. Making noise, she waited and waited. Then out of the shadows an old lady walker appeared and her heart melted. ''I'm sorry'' She said as it came closer and closer. Pippy acted fast and got out her knife, putting it through the old decaying walkers dead. She set up her things, cleaning the sheets and spraying some spray. Making sure it didn't smell too bad, or ''good''. She heard something coming closer, and closer. This one was definitely a human since she could hear their breathing. ''Daryl? Is that you? are we going now?'' Pippy asked, curious If she could go now.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

”Carl’s around my age, he’s allowed to go out. I can protect myself. I can shoot and Carol taught me how to use a knife, you can’t do it for me. I have to do it myself and If you won’t take me, I’ll just sneak out. It’s stupid, but I NEED to do this” Pippy explained carefully.”It’s something I need and I have to do, I just want to go back to my old house, for a few hours. That’s all, could you possibly do that? She asked curiously. ”Please, I’m begging you, or I’ll have to go out there myself and get eaten by roamers” Pippy knew that she most likely wouldn’t get killed by walkers and she lied. She waited for the older gentleman’s response patiently.

crossbow-bearing-daryl-deactiva

Damn Daryl, you’re getting played by a fucking twelve year old. “Carl’s allowed to go out ‘cause he knows how to shoot and we’ve all seen. Ain’t never seen you shoot a gun before.” There was more reason, but why waste his breath? He was in an uphill battle and was sure to lose. Her threat of sneaking out alone seemed genuine - desperate people did stupid things. He stared at her for a few moments before rolling his eyes and sighing before looking up to the sky as though the answer would be written out in the clouds.

"I’ll take you… But the moment I say lets go, that means we’re getting out, understood?" Daryl’s voice was low and soft so that only the two of them could hear. "And I don’t need you goin’ ‘round tellin’ all of your friends ‘bout it, either. I’m not startin’ up field trips." This whole thing still didn’t feel right to him, but Daryl who rather take Pippy outside of the fence with his supervision than by herself.

"And you gotta stay in my sight at all times. The first wrong move you make will be the last. The moment you wander out of my sight or do somethin’ stupid, we’re gettin’ our asses back to the prison…. Got it?"

''Alright, I understand. I've got a gun, wanna see?'' She mentioned before grabbing her gun out of her boot, a weird place to keep such an item. She looked up at the clouds and tried to make shapes with each cloud, like her mother used to do to keep her family members quiet on road trips. ''I haven't got many friends, there's not many children at the prison. I've got more adult friends than children, but the same could go for them.'' Pippy didn't like this idea either, she just had to. She needed to do this, It's what needs to be done. ''You really mean it? Woah, I didn't except that. Thank you so much, you don't know how grateful I am. I'll stay by you at all times, I promise. Got it.'' ''You know where I'll be at, see you. Come to me when you're ready, okay?'' Pippy said before running away. She paused and stopped running, ''I've got to do something and I've got to get a few items, I'll explain later, or I'll explain when we get there. Either way, we've gotta keep moving, I'll be in my cell''.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

Pippy shrugged her shoulders, ”She’s real nice - She treats us like her own, she treats us with respect no matter where we’ve been or what we’ve done. We need people like that” Pippy explained the the older gentleman. ”I miss her, I do.” Pippy sighed. ”I was. I’m still covering, the rest are still in there. I recovered, I don’t know how. I just guess I won. I won.” She smiled and stared at the man to the side of her. ”I miss stuff. I miss cars, I miss music and I used to hate those things before this happened. Music was alright, but cars just annoyed me and now I act like alittle child when I’m in one, I guess that’s because I literally am a child” Pippy said whilst dragging her hands against the prison gate, making sure no walkers get to her. She stopped. ”I’m just bored, this might be a bad idea, but could we possibly go on a run together? I need to get something. It’s important” She said before going onto the floor and turning around. ”It’s important, I mean it. It’s something to do with my family, I just need to”

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"Yeah, I miss stuff too." Daryl listened carefully to everything Pippy said, not wanting her to think he was ignoring her. As she explained the way Carol treated them with care, he nodded, knowing it was all true. He wondered how close she was to this little kid before she’d left - or rather, had been put out.

Daryl snapped to attention at the mention of a run. Could he take her outside of the fence? That didn’t sound too likely. It was risky enough taking the small group that usually accompanied him, but a kid would only double the chances of something going wrong. “Are you crazy? I can’t take you on a run… It’s dangerous.” He knew his answer wouldn’t satisfy her, but it was the best he could do. “What do you want? Maybe I can get it for you..?”

''Carl's around my age, he's allowed to go out. I can protect myself. I can shoot and Carol taught me how to use a knife, you can't do it for me. I have to do it myself and If you won't take me, I'll just sneak out. It's stupid, but I NEED to do this'' Pippy explained carefully.''It's something I need and I have to do, I just want to go back to my old house, for a few hours. That's all, could you possibly do that? She asked curiously. ''Please, I'm begging you, or I'll have to go out there myself and get eaten by roamers'' Pippy knew that she most likely wouldn't get killed by walkers and she lied. She waited for the older gentleman's response patiently.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

As the older gentleman walked over near the flowers, Pippy listened carefully to the groans of the walkers around her. ”Some people do want to die, I know that feeling, I’ve seen people die like that. I just wish that I hadn’t”. Pippy grabbed the flower, smelling it and holding it close. ”It’s beautiful, thank you.” She smiled, staring at the older male guessing he wasn’t exactly a red herring. ”I promise, I won’t tell.” Pippy pulled her pinky out and put it near the older gentleman, ”Pinky swear”. ”I understand. Those things are deceased, they could hurt us at any chance they got, but they’re different. Not in the good way, but bad. I just feel sorry for them, I don’t believe that the person inside them just goes away. They have to stay in that body, not being able to do anything, hurting their loved ones and crying on the inside, they’re ill, but we’ve got to be strong and we have to take care of ourselves” Pippy explained. ”Call me Pip” She said swinging her arms back and fore whilst handling the flower in her left hand. ”How come I’ve never seen you around here before?” Pippy asked curiously, ”I know that I don’t go out much, but still. I think I’ve heard Carol talk about you once or twice, she’s a good person. She saved me, she brought me here. If Carol didn’t save me, I’d be dead. I wouldn’t have no supplies, I barely was surviving at the time anyway, I would have died trying to survive, ironic” Pippy said frowning about the depressing topic.

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For a long moment Daryl only stared at the little girl’s pinky before realizing what she wanted. He’d never made a pinky promise before, but he’d witnessed numerous of them being made. Slowly, he held out his own finger and nodded, not being able to come up with a response that would satisfy her. It actually made him feel… Well, a little gloomy thinking about the world this innocent child was now living in. Although dead people were merely feet away from them, separated from the living by only a fence, she still found it appropriate to pick flowers and make pinky promises.

At the mention of Carol, Daryl’s face dropped and he kicked at the sand under his feet. “I’m usually out on runs or somethin’. Ain’t got much time for socializin’.” He shrugged. “But that sounds like Carol - she’s got a soft spot for all kids…” Everyone knew that. Every child that was at the prison, she took care of like they were her own… Before she’d had to leave, anyway. “Were you sick or somethin’? Don’t think I’ve seen you ‘round much, either.”

Pippy shrugged her shoulders, ''She's real nice - She treats us like her own, she treats us with respect no matter where we've been or what we've done. We need people like that'' Pippy explained the the older gentleman. ''I miss her, I do.'' Pippy sighed. ''I was. I'm still covering, the rest are still in there. I recovered, I don't know how. I just guess I won. I won.'' She smiled and stared at the man to the side of her. ''I miss stuff. I miss cars, I miss music and I used to hate those things before this happened. Music was alright, but cars just annoyed me and now I act like alittle child when I'm in one, I guess that's because I literally am a child'' Pippy said whilst dragging her hands against the prison gate, making sure no walkers get to her. She stopped. ''I'm just bored, this might be a bad idea, but could we possibly go on a run together? I need to get something. It's important'' She said before going onto the floor and turning around. ''It's important, I mean it. It's something to do with my family, I just need to''

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

”They’re not getting me infected anytime soon, not until I want to die, which is unlikely. I’ve been through alot, I understand that mistakes happen but I think that I’d survive picking at a flower through the fence.” Pippy said open-mindedly, ”Sorry, I’ve just been in there for so long.” Pippy said sighing and looking at her feet whilst she swayed them back and fore, waiting for a reply from the older gentleman. ”Alright, I’ll move over to the safe part of the fence, guess I could do you that favor and not argue” Pippy said before standing up. ”I feel sorry for them. They look so sad, don’t they look sad to you?” She said glancing at the roamer and then staring at Daryl for awhile, but eventually looking away not to make eye contact. ”I’m Pippy. Pippy Palmer”

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"I don’t think anyone wants to die, so I doubt that’ll happen anytime soon." Daryl’s eyes wandered over to the flowers sitting on the other side of the fence. He wasn’t very good around kids, but he’d picked up a few tricks which came with hanging around Carol. He walked to the fence and quickly reached through, plucking another flower and handed it to the girl. "I won’t tell if you don’t."

Nodding, he shrugged. “Don’t think there is a safe side of the fence, but you’re welcome to look. Those things are circlin’ everywhere you look.” Daryl squinted at the walker before shaking his head. “He looks dead to me. Ain’t much sadness ‘bout the fact he’s tryin’ to get in here to kill us.” His words seemed harsh, but there was truth in them. “Pippy Palmer. Damn, that’s a name, ain’t it? Never heard of one like that before.”

As the older gentleman walked over near the flowers, Pippy listened carefully to the groans of the walkers around her. ''Some people do want to die, I know that feeling, I've seen people die like that. I just wish that I hadn't''. Pippy grabbed the flower, smelling it and holding it close. ''It's beautiful, thank you.'' She smiled, staring at the older male guessing he wasn't exactly a red herring. ''I promise, I won't tell.'' Pippy pulled her pinky out and put it near the older gentleman, ''Pinky swear''. ''I understand. Those things are deceased, they could hurt us at any chance they got, but they're different. Not in the good way, but bad. I just feel sorry for them, I don't believe that the person inside them just goes away. They have to stay in that body, not being able to do anything, hurting their loved ones and crying on the inside, they're ill, but we've got to be strong and we have to take care of ourselves'' Pippy explained. ''Call me Pip'' She said swinging her arms back and fore whilst handling the flower in her left hand. ''How come I've never seen you around here before?'' Pippy asked curiously, ''I know that I don't go out much, but still. I think I've heard Carol talk about you once or twice, she's a good person. She saved me, she brought me here. If Carol didn't save me, I'd be dead. I wouldn't have no supplies, I barely was surviving at the time anyway, I would have died trying to survive, ironic'' Pippy said frowning about the depressing topic.

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"How Are You Feeling?" || OPEN RP

Tiffany had been from cell to cell all day, making sure her patients were getting better or not getting worse, at least. She liked to call them her patients, it made her feel good. She wiped the sweat from her head and slightly coughed, she stopped for a moment and felt her own forehead. “Shit, don’t get sick now” She mumbled, shaking off the fact her life may be in danger. Her forehead felt hot, she was burning up.

She spent another long while checking in on everyone in their cells. She ended up having to lock cell doors of the people who seemed to be taking a turn for the worse, of course she didn’t want to lock them in but it’s better safe than sorry. She checked the cell at the end of the room. She held onto the bars and smiled a little, “How are you feeling?”

''Bad.'' Pippy almost thought that she wasn't sick, but couldn't lie. She wished she had some panacea at that moment. ''Well, better than earlier on, considering that earlier more people were dying, faster.'' Pippy said in quite a precocious way. ''You've helped us alot, you're a good person. Thank-'' She tried to say before coughing up blood and covering her mouth, hoping nobody else catches the sickness. ''You okay?'' Pippy asked curiously, ''You don't look too good'' She said putting her hand on her friends head, before hearing coughing noises from outside. Before they could react one or two people turned and they had nowhere to run. ''Don't.'' Pippy said closing her gate door, with Tiffany inside. ''It's too dangerous, If you have to you can get them through the gate bars. We have to be careful, all the doors are shut. Aren't they?'' Pippy asked curious to the older woman's answer. One started coming towards them, putting scratching at the bars and a loud clanging noise went off from where their vile fingernails hit the bars. ''We have to be quick'' Pippy said grabbing holding her knife and digging it straight through the walkers skull as she faced the older woman. ''You're Tiffany, right? I didn't catch your name, sorry. I'm Pippy'' She smiled watching the other roamer come closer and closer, ''Here. You can do it'' Pippy said handing her the knife. ''I can't, they're just -'' Pippy paused and stared at the vile walker, ''I can't. They're just like family'' Pippy said feeling disgusted with herself and looking away whilst Tiffany took out the walker.

''You're not dead until you stop moving''

Given to sudden change of her illness, Pippy slowly walked outside for the first time in weeks, barely being able to move. Her eyes brightened up as the sun glazed on her face and she smiled. She closed her eyes and held her hands together, almost tearing up that her wish came true, that she could live for longer and perhaps she could fulfill the wish she made to her deceased mother. She almost thought she was in a dream, that this one some kind of trickery, she pinched her arm and realized that she’s still breathing and she’s not dead until she stops moving. She clenched her eyelids together and started dragging her self across the prison walls, making her way to the prison gates. She never thought flowers were beautiful, until the day she could finally see them again. She looked at the bunch of serenely beautiful flowers and picked at them through the fence. She heard groaning coming closer and closer, she quickly slid her fingers through the fence to herself and stopped picking at the flowers. She looked up at the lonesome and sad roamer, not having anybody or somebody to talk to. She could relate. ”Hello” She said to the walker as it groaned back. She heard footsteps, coming closer and closer, she stopped talking and turned around hoping the mysterious person behind her didn’t see her talk to that walker. She could only hope. ”Who are you?” She said looking at the mysterious person infront of her.

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Daryl paused mid-step to watch as the young girl slowly made her way to the fence. She looked weak and pale, like she hadn’t been outside in months. He guessed she was one of the many that the flu had gotten to and internally sighed. She looked like she was going to be alright, but you never knew. She reached through the fence, grabbing for something, and Daryl instinctively moved closer once the lone walker was spotted.

"Daryl. Saw you reachin’ through the fence - hope you ain’t askin’ to get bit or somethin’." He stood several feet away from her, partly because he didn’t want to seem to threatening, and partly because if she was still sick - well, he just wanted to be on the safe side. "Might be better if you stay on this side of the fence… Those things can be faster than they look."

''They're not getting me infected anytime soon, not until I want to die, which is unlikely. I've been through alot, I understand that mistakes happen but I think that I'd survive picking at a flower through the fence.'' Pippy said open-mindedly, ''Sorry, I've just been in there for so long.'' Pippy said sighing and looking at her feet whilst she swayed them back and fore, waiting for a reply from the older gentleman. ''Alright, I'll move over to the safe part of the fence, guess I could do you that favor and not argue'' Pippy said before standing up. ''I feel sorry for them. They look so sad, don't they look sad to you?'' She said glancing at the roamer and then staring at Daryl for awhile, but eventually looking away not to make eye contact. ''I'm Pippy. Pippy Palmer''

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