#exmachiina

[chimerabeauty-blog1]

     @exmachiina liked for a starter 

       ❛ i’d lower my weapon if i were you. there’s no GOOD to come if you kill me. trust me, i’m saving you the guilt. ❜ elaine’s hands rose, the sign of surrender. ❛ i’ve never been good with first impressions. but i don’t think pointing a gun at someone is a way to make one. ❜

[damagedsovl]

                           sometimes PEOPLE PROVED to be on a whole ‘nother LEVEL OF DANGEROUS, surpassing that of the WALKERS. when it came to the DEAD, it was written on their BLOOD STAINED, DECOMPOSING FACES -- HUMANS, they hid their intentions, they hid their blood stains and decomposition under a GUISE OF HELPLESSNESS, and sometimes HELPFULNESS. duane became WEARY when he came about OTHER SURVIVORS, he became GUARDED and DEFENSIVE. and rightfully so !! though, seeing a LIVING FACE was a RARE OCCURRENCE, and he tried to keep it RARE. however it appeared that streak may need to restart ---------- if this body in the distance was alive or... ALIVE.

❛    you alive or DEAD there, BUDDY ??    ❜ he CALLED OUT, in a low tone, on the OFF CHANCE the male was AMONGST THE LIVING and not the LIVING DEAD. his hand INSTINCTIVELY TIGHTENED around the wooden handle of his makeshift axe, his other hand GHOSTING his hip for the gun he kept there in case of EMERGENCIES.

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[bxdmoon-blog]

exmachiina

          ❛ I wouldn’t go in there if i were you. ❜

     the voice came from above, the brunette perched casually atop of a      shed with her rifle across her knees. she glanced towards the stranger,      lips curved into a slight smirk before her gaze returned towards the       direction he’d come. it was always amusing to see how people handled      her silent approaches. 

            ❛ buncha rotters in here, but if you wanna be bait and lure ‘em                out for me, by all means        be my guest. ❜

[judxthgrimes-blog]

    she thought the building was empty. no walkers, no humans. no threats      at all. that was until she had turned a corner and almost crashed into a      boy who was running towards where she had came from.    her instinct      was to pull out her sword and that’s what she did,           gripping onto it.

                             “who         are         you ?”