May 20, 2015
loudmanwithabeard said: (( Telltale feeds on your tears~ ))
//IT MAKES ME WANT TO RP IT
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loudmanwithabeard said: (( Telltale feeds on your tears~ ))
//IT MAKES ME WANT TO RP IT
"You're not as dumb as you look."
“ I’m almost as smart as you,”
“ Minus the old person smell.”
“Hey, I got you…”
A shaky smile was all she could give her friend. Still too weak to stand, Clementine relied on Kenny for support, leaning heavily on him.
“I k-know.. I-I’m sorry.”
↻ (( I dread what this could be))
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In a lot of ways Ash was like a little kid when it came to her night terrors. Being chased by the shadow version of Jason always spooked her. In her panic,she had run into Kenny’s room. as her mind played pounding noises on the door, she ran to the bed. barely a moment later, she was curled next to the older man. tears stained her face, and her entire body was quaking in fear. she pressed her face into the back of his shirt, trying to calm down.
“ Don’t- Don’t let him get me.” she whimpered, shutting her eyes tight. “ D-Don’t let him get me.”
(☉_☉) (( god help us. Kenny'd be just as embarrassed ))
Ash glanced back as she heard the door open. her face heated, and she turned her back to the older man again.
“ Look a fucking walker knocked me over. Luke killed it, but blood went everywhere. He told me he’d wash my clothes.”
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“Jesus Carley!” The teenager staggered backwards a few paces as her friend burst back through the Pharamacy doors, followed by a large number of other, unfamiliar survivors. Everyone was shouting, something about someone being bitten, and when she figured that Larry’s rage was directed towards the young boy, Lucie stepped forwards, standing next to the group that had just arrived. “Larry, we don’t know that he’s bitten. So back off.” Her words earned her a less than pleasant insult from the old man and a disgusted look from his daughter.