#far cry stuff

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every time jacob seed is back on his brainwash bullshit and that only you song starts playing

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OC INFO MEME  |  Alice Riley

tagged by: @teamhawkeye​ tagging: well... most of the people i’d tag were tagged by katie, but! :D @elusetta​ and @johnathot-seed​ i don’t think you two have been tagged? lol

B A S I C S:

Full name: Claire Alice Riley

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bi, leans more towards women though

Pronouns: she/her

O T H E R:

Family: Living: her paternal uncle, Thomas, her mother, her brother, Caleb, and her sister, Jane. Deceased: Her aunt and father.

Birthplace: Hope County, Montana

Job(s): Currently? Junior Deputy. Previously? Assistant to a relatively unknown actor, administrative assistant to a politician (who lost), and retail. She occasionally helped out with both her uncle’s cooking show and behind the scenes on her brother’s show, but mostly for fun/travel.

Phobias: Driving, heights, flying, moose.

Guilty pleasures: Vodka. Netflix marathons, shitty romance novels, and (while she is completely unashamed of this, it could count) shitty disaster/monster movies.

Hobbies: ....watching shitty disaster/monster movies, fishing, hiking, and she used to really love making model kits, but that’s expensive.

M O R A L S:

Morality alignment: I think i had her as neutral good?

Sins: WRATH

Virtues: Kindness

T H I S - O R - T H A T:

introvert / extrovert

organized / disorganized

close-minded / open-minded

calm / anxious / restless

disagreeable / agreeable / in between

cautious / reckless / in between

patient / impatient

outspoken / reserved

leader / follower / flexible

empathetic / unempathetic

optimistic / pessimistic / realistic

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S:

OTP: faith/alice <3

Acceptable ships: alice/jess, alice/jacob (alice/cris?👀 😂 @iheardtheowlcallmenames​ )

OT3: ..i don’t know?

BroTP: with: ....all the guns for hire lmao, mary may, staci, joey, my other oc’s, uh.... i can keep going

NOTP: with joseph or john blehhhhhhhh

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someone who can draw should draw faith dressed up as a lumberjack

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the world is weak // casualties of war

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a teaser of the thing i’m working on to hopefully kick my ass back into gear.....

the bunker fic i said i’d never write!

Sharky was double (triple, quadruple - ) checking that the bunker had sealed properly, that the air and water filtration systems were functioning, that he had remembered to bring in all of the supplies that he had been meaning to, enough to last them however many years it would take before they could live aboveground again.

Faith didn’t know what to do.

Worry, she supposed - but now? She felt numb.

aaaand:

“Anyone on this frequency?”

She knew that voice. It was -- thank fuck. “Dutch? That you? It’s - it’s Alice. Riley.”

“Kid.” Alice could almost hear his relief - the years had taken their toll on him, she could tell that, but… They were both glad the other was alive. “Where are you?”

Joseph shook his head from across the room.

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as;ldkfj i can’t decide if i want to play in new dawn as carolina (who would be 26), claire (who would be 20), or someone elseeee

like - even without the connection to alice and faith - they’d still be in hope county, and if they were in the bunker, their dad wouldn’t have died....

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woooo nobody asked but

i’m super bored

so! :D

fall otp asks, faith x alice edition! :)

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Who gets excited about Halloween in July: Alice. 100%.

Who starts wearing sweaters and scarves on the first day of September and completely overheats: Alice, again lol. 

Who thrives in Fall/Who prefers Summer and warm weather: Alice would like to think she thrives in the fall, but it’s definitely an adjustment. Faith loves it.

Who thinks the other looks so cute when they’re cold and trying to fight it with 50 sweaters: They both think the other is adorable <3

Who offers the other their jacket: Faith refuses to wear a jacket until it’s below freezing, and Alice always thinks it’s going to get her sick. If they’re out together, Alice will try and have a spare coat for her that she “accidentally” brought.

Who doesn’t want to get out of bed in the morning because it’s too cold and has to run from the warm covers to the shower: Alice. She does it all year.

Who touches the other with their freezing cold feet at night: Faith lol. She thinks Alice’s face is hilarious.

Who makes the hot cider to snuggle under a blanket and drink: Alice 100% (there may be a little bit of alcohol in there. maybe. hey, they’re not going anywhere!)

Who loves carving pumpkins and buys about 300: Alice. She missed pumpkin patches like Rae-Rae’s.

Who is terrible at carving pumpkins: Well, Alice desperately needs to get glasses, so 

Who thinks pulling the pumpkin guts out with their hands is icky: Faith doesn’t think that pulling out the pumpkin guts is icky. What she does think is icky is when Alice “““accidentally”““ throws them at her.

What is their favourite Fall activity: If they were able to go on hay rides? 100% a hay ride. Or just walking around a pumpkin patch!

Who gets scared when they watch Horror movies: Alice. Faith is surprisingly good with horror movies.

Who hands out candy to trick-or-treaters: Both of them! They’ll either take turns, or open the door together.

Who accidentally scares the kids: Faith, probably

Who suggested the couples costume: ....Sharky. Or Hurk. Alice can’t remember - it was one of them!

What is their couples costume: Alice wants to do something geeky, and Faith is somewhat relucant, but eventually she talks her into being Poison Ivy and Harley (another year they are Grant & Ellie from Jurassic Park, she tries to get Faith to be Korra and Asami)

Worst Halloween: I was going to say just for Alice, but Faith was pretty worried too - this (2018) Halloween, because that’s the day after Alice comes back from Jacob, and she’s stuck in bed for all of it. Faith is worried about her, so she pops in and talks to her - but neither of them really remember that it’s Halloween.

Who eats too much candy and ends up sick the next day: Alice lol - Faith tries to stop her, realises Alice isn’t going to listen, and then sits there and watches.

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just because you have not tortured us enough... prompts #8 and /or #19 for alice/faith from the angst prompt list?

OKAY I FINALLY DID IT

prompt #8: “don’t lie”

god the ending is so bad but i’m 100% going to expand upon this in the future, i just rly want to be done with it i’msorry ;dskjfajfs DX

Their cabin isn’t far from the county jail: just across the river, nestled in the woods on the way to Prosperity. Close enough for Alice to get there within minutes if she was ever needed, yet far enough, and hidden enough, that nobody knew where she went. Well, Tweak knew - not that he would tell anyone, he was usually too high to realize who she was, and if he somehow came by when sober? Well, it’s not like anyone would listen to him.

She liked the cabin. It was her and Faith’s oasis, a place where they could both forget about the world outside, forget that they were supposed to be enemies, forget that both of their allies wanted the other dead.

It was cozy, too: a fire was roaring away in the hearth, thick curtains blocked any drafts from the windows, and Faith was sound asleep in her arms.

Alice knew that she would have to go back soon - she had said she was going hunting, that she would sleep in one of the many abandoned cabins around the Henbane. But for now?

It was nice being with Faith.

-

‘Riley. You there? Over.’

Fuuuck.

Carefully, ever so carefully, she detangled herself from Faith’s arms and reached over to grab her radio. “Hey, Sheriff. What’s up?”

‘Need you back here soon. Got a situation that we could use your help with.’

She felt Faith’s hand brush across her back and she sighed. “How soon you need me?”

‘How far out are ya?’

Faith was awake now. She could feel the bed moving, feel Faith moving closer to her. “Maybe an hour? Dunno how the roads are.”

“Do you have to leave?” Faith whispered, wrapping her arms around Alice’s waist.

‘That works. Erin will fill you in when you get back. Keep me posted.’

“Will do.” Alice set down the radio with a sigh. “Faith.”

The other woman’s grip tightened. “I don’t want this to end.”

“Do you think I do?” She leaned back, relaxing into Faith’s arms. “It’s gonna be cold out. I don’t wanna.”

Faith smiled into Alice’s hair. “You could stay –”

“I can’t. You know that.”

“I was going to say, you could stay for just a while longer…”

Alice looked up at Faith, sighing, a protest on the tip of her tongue, before noticing the twinkle in her eye. “Oh.”

-

Faith had fallen back asleep, not even stirring when she got out of bed, or when she got dressed, or when she dropped her radio while packing her backpack, or when she added another log to the fire while on her way out the door.

She couldn’t look back when she finally left the cabin. She never could.

The trek back down to the road was long, and the drive back to the county jail slow. Halfway there, she heard her radio crackle, and she slowly brought her little car to a stop.

‘Hey Dep, just wanted to let you know that the situation was a false alarm. Over.’ It was Erin. She sounded relieved - the lieutenant must have had plans to go into Fall’s End to see her twins, plans she was probably in the middle of cancelling when word came in that she wouldn’t have to go.

Alice swore.

Part of her wanted to go back, crawl back into bed with Faith - but… She knew she shouldn’t. She was so close to the jail, and they knew she was on her way back…

“I’m almost back, Er.” She fumbled with the radio, her mittens making it difficult to keep hold of the talk button. “Can just about see the walls.”

‘Thank fuck.’

Alice gave her radio a startled look as she shifted the car back into drive.

‘Fuck - no, you don’t need to be worried, it’s just morale… I’ll just talk to you when you get here. Over.’

Great.

This was part of why she loved her time in that cabin so much - with Faith? She was Just Alice.

Just like they had talked about before, when she had almost succumbed, back when Faith was just a Herald, and Alice just the famed Deputy that she was supposed to convert.

She knew what she was doing was important. She knew that people looked up to her, used her as motivation, sometimes used her as a threat.

But.

She like just being Alice.

The parking lot at the jail was full of cars - mostly those of residents of Faith’s area of the county that had lost their homes, or didn’t feel safe staying in them, with modified Jeeps and trucks scattered about, ready to drive off to wherever help was needed.

Inside, the jail was bustling with activity. The yard had children playing, building snow forts and one snowball fight (that she narrowly missed being involved in), and the main cellblock was full of people repairing weapons and trading stories.

Erin spotted her as soon as she entered the room. “Alice!”

“Hey, Er.” The cell block was almost too warm, with all the people jammed in here. “What happened?”

“Christ, it’s a long story. Come on.” She lead Alice through the room, and to a quiet stairwell. Running her hands through her hair, she turned to Alice, leaning against the wall. “We got word that there were a bunch of Angels gathering near the plant. Ended up that the shrine nearby was just a rallying point, they were shipping them out to the convent.”

“Oh.” She looked back in the direction of the cells, then back at Erin. “Uh, no offence, but…”

“That’s not the only reason we needed you back.”

“What’s up?”

Erin sighed, hands moving to fiddle with her badge. “The peggies know too much about our movements. People are starting to think that there’s a mole. Or that someone’s being careless, just being too loud, or something.”

Alice narrowed her eyes. She knew she was never followed to her rendezvous with Faith - she made sure of that, every time. They had a rule of never talking about the war when they were together, either, so… It couldn’t have been her, she couldn’t have been found out. But the fear was still there.

“Look, if you could just – I don’t know, keep your ears open,” Erin looked tired. Too tired. “I really don’t know what to do at this point.”

“Look.” Alice stepped closer to her coworker, resting a hand on her arm. “Go home. Take a fuckin’ nap. This bullshit will still be here tomorrow.”

“I can’t, Alice, we need –”

“We can last a day without you! Weren’t you going to go to town and see the munchkins?” Erin nodded, slowly, and Alice sighed. “Go. Don’t make me tell your dad.”

Erin rolled her eyes. “Fine.” She started to walk away, then paused and looked back. “Uh, not because I’m afraid of my dad.”

“No, no, of course not.”