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oh shit, this blog has been archived. you can find my brand new multi HERE. the only muse being moved to that multi from this blog is beth, and i plan to keep all beth’s threads. the threads i currently owe replies to are:

@thefineartofbitchcraft: 01. // 02.

@maggie-greene: 01.

@mcrkiplicr: 01.

@acallofchaos: 01.

if you’d like to drop a thread feel free to let me know, or just don’t reply to it. but please when replying to a thread tag my new blog because otherwise i’m not gonna see it.

#ᴍᴀᴛᴘᴀᴛ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ( out. )#im so sorry i mess you guys around a lot #esp the four mentioned above #youve stuck ith my beth through a lot and i love you lots for it

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❝ Ha I did the same. Cheats && whatnot just made it a bit more fun then just; making virtual characters live their lives. But I also did that too sometimes. ❞ — Sims wasn’t his normal type of game he’d play but sometimes; he’d just have that craving of wanting to play The Sims. Don’t know why either– just a want && it’d be played in a sitting of probably four to five hours. — ❝ Aw I bet it was. I think I made my sim on there just– me but not me; like everything out of proportion && hilarious haha ~ Like big muscles I don’t have && I made my friends too but like altered to be funny as well ha … good times. ❞

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❝ Cheating was fun but then I’d have too much money or I’d have alien babies && it just lost the fun aspect of it so I’d leave it for a few months before starting all over again. ❞ She did that a lot now that she’s actually thinking about it. She’d be addicted for a couple of hours && then just be totally over it. Maybe it’s just a Sims thing, or a teenage thing. Maybe a mix of the two. ❝ Yeah, I made a couple that were me but better. Gotta live the dream somehow, right? ❞ She pauses for a moment, looking over to Mark. ❝ Y’kinda got the muscles now. ❞ She shrugs. ❝ Sure, they might not be as big as the sims ones, depending on how big you made ‘em, but still muscles. ❞

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Kody nods in agreement. “I think you’re right. I think there is very few people who don’t actually fear death or dying. But I think the ones who fear it the most are the ones who’ll run. Or fight the hardest to stay alive.” Her lips twitched as she fought to not smile. “Well, that and the whole food thing.” She giggled.

She has to honestly think about that. “I think given the right circumstances that I would.” She says slowly. “I think that if I was pushed to that point that I would. But I’m afraid of what I’ll become if I make that decision.”

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“Yeah, probably. Depends on the mentality of the person I guess. Some people run, some fight, and others sacrifice anyone that they can. One or two of those options are probably just a little less malicious than others, but hey. World's ending, why have morals and stuff, right?” She laughs slightly at Kody’s words. “Yeah, I guess the food thing’s kinda a big part of it too.”

“Making a decision doesn’t make you a bad person. Bad people can make good choices, and good people can make bad ones. It’s about consistent choices, not a one-off. You can afford a few mistakes.” She gives a small smile. She doesn’t knoe for sure that it works that way. Mostly she just hopes it does. “You won’t become anything you don’t want to become.”

#acallofchaos #acallofchaos 001.#ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ( interactions: beth. )#ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴀs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ( beth verse 002: amnesia. )#ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ( queue. )

Im gonna start queueing replies so i actually end up posting things on this blog lmao

#ᴍᴀᴛᴘᴀᴛ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ( out. )#idk if its gonna last long but

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Coda

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It wasn’t clear who this “doctor guy” was, but Maggie didn’t trust anyone in that hospital, doctor or no. She leaned in to get a better look, trying not to hurt Beth as she touched the skin around the wound to test for swelling and discoloration. It didn’t look bad. If the stitches had to come out, they could take them out with some scissors and tweezers, provided they disinfected them first. “Yeah they look okay.” Whoever had done them had known what they were doing. The stitches were evenly spaced and looped properly, just like their father had shown them years ago, in another life.

She turned her gaze back towards the window, watching the trees pass. They had never been to Virginia before, but it was as good an idea as any other. If Noah’s family could offer them even a temporary respite, then the trip was worth it. And it was important to reunite families. After all, if it hadn’t been for Noah, Maggie may never have seen her sister again. They owed him. She owed him. Maybe getting out of Georgia was a good thing. They had exhausted a lot of options here, and they wouldn’t find someplace as defensible as the prison without a search.

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The truth is that Beth doesn’t have a clue about the stitches. She doesn’t know which signs are good and which are bad. She’s clueless. Perhaps if she’d paid attention to her father and his teachings more she’d understand, but she’d been so focused on other things back then. Thought that the world was always gonna be exactly the same and she’d never really have any need for the knowledge. She never could’ve guessed how wrong she’d been. It doesn’t really hurt when Maggie checks up on them, so Beth does everything in her power not to flinch or make it seem like it does. Maggie’s already worried about her, she doesn’t need at add to that worry.

Beth had noticed the minor tensions between the group and Noah. People had been weary to trust him, but at the same time so thankful that he’d helped to get Beth back to them. A conflict in feelings that’d been anything but subtle in most people. She could understand their hesitance, but surely if he’d saved Beth he’d look out for the group. It seemed that Virginia eas their way of deciding. Almost like a test. “Has Noah been helping out? You know, getting along with people?” She asks Maggie, her gaze drifting out the window next to her sister. “Do people trust him?”

#deadcomeknocking #deadcomeknocking 003.#ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ( beth verse 001: main. )#ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ( interactions: beth. )

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A Pale Horse

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The older Greene gave a nod, hand still resting on the lip of a laundry basket. Shawn had texted her last night that their mother’s fever was erratic and wouldn’t stay down for very long. But she was getting plenty of rest and Daddy was making sure she had lots of fluids, so Maggie wasn’t too worried about it. What concerned her more was that Beth seemed to be picking up all of the slack. That and she knew her sister was as prone to worrying as she herself was.

Maggie pressed her lips into a warm smile. “That’s good. I’ve got some hand sanitizer in my purse if you want to keep some in mom’s room just in case.” If their father had anything to say about it, there was probably already some in there. She wondered how long Momma had been in bed for, but decided it was better not to ask. She didn’t want to make a mountain out of a molehill. People did get sick, and their mother was certainly overdue.

It helped to focus on one thing at a time, so now that the laundry was in, she figured they’d better get started on dinner. Maggie placed the laundry detergent back on the shelf and lead the way back towards the kitchen. “Mashed potatoes sound great. I can make a salad if we got any lettuce.” She moved to open the fridge, scanning its shelves to see what she had to work with. There were some carrots and zucchini in a bundle on one side. “We got any tomatoes out back?” She didn’t want to have to go rooting around in the garden once the sun was down, and mashed potatoes did take a while to make.

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Beth’s been worried for her mother, but at the same time she’d been keeping herself too busy to think about it. She managed to get the idea in her head that if she didn’t think about it then it wouldn’t be as painful or scary, but in reality that isn’t the case. The more she tried to avoid it, the more she thought about it. It’s just a continuous cycle of trying not to think about it but then thinking about it a lot.

Beth smiled at the mention of the sanitizer. “I think there’s already some in there, but I’m sure Daddy wouldn’t complain about havin’ more.” Cleanliness is the best idea right now. If they work on keeping clean then they’ll stop themselves from getting sick. Beth hopes no one else gets sick, partly because she doesn’t like people being sick and partly because she can’t handle picking up even more housework.

Beth followed her sister to the kitchen. It sure felt nice to have Maggie back in the house. Not only did it mean she could see her sister more, but it also meant that she had just slightly less work to do on her own. “I’m sure ee got lettuce somewhere.” She nods as Maggie starts to look through the fridge. “I think so, yeah.” She nods head turning to the door for a moment. “Has to be at least a couple left.”

#ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ( beth verse 001: main. )#deadcomeknocking #deadcomeknocking 002.#ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ( interactions: beth. )

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penelope UNDERSTOOD where beth was coming from, the blonde didn’t have to forgive shane for anything because what he did was wrong, but also it was the right thing to do —- for SAFETY. the brunette smiled back at beth before shaking her head at her response, she didn’t want the other to DO SOMETHING she didn’t wanna do ; hell, penny didn’t think she could forgive anyone if they did t h a t in front of her. ‘ you don’t have to forgive him, i just wanted to let you know —- i don’t even know what’s wrong with him & whatever it is, it’s driving him OVER THE EDGE. ’ beth was right ; she didn’t have to, but she FELT as if she needed to. ‘ he doesn’t have heart to in his state of mind, so someone has to.’

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beth smiles slightly, but gives a small shrug. ' i’m gonna forgive him. maybe one day i might even believe he did the RIGHT THING. ’ she’s not so sure about that, but she does understand he’d just been trying to keep them SAFE. he’d just gone a little overboard is all. ‘ i think this world is just the kind of world to do that to people. y’know? i don’t think anyone can last that long out here without going just a little CRAZY. ’ it’s quite a pessimistic way to look at it, but beth doesn’t feel like giving out rays of sunshine and positivity at the moment. ‘ well then, THANK YOU. ’

#prcttyliies #prcttyliies 001.#ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ( beth verse 001: main. )#ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ( interactions: beth. )

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“Guess you have to decide if you want yourself back.” Rick commented thoughtfully. Shane had made comments to him that had rattled through his mind since. The old Rick might not have been able to do what it would take to keep his family alive. Maybe he had been making those mistakes all along. “Sometimes it’s a necessary change. You just have to decide what the parts are that you want to keep and what you want to leave behind.” Rick looked at her for a moment. “You haven’t lost as much as you think, Beth. You still care about this group, you still look after everyone. That’s a good place to start in reminding yourself.”

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“I don’t think I do.” She admits quietly, accompanied by a small sigh. “The old Beth couldn’t do this. Survive out here. She wouldn’t’ve made it this far. Never would’ve gotten out of Grady.” It didn’t change the fact that Beth missed herself, but Rick was right. You have to pick and chose what needs to change and what doesn’t. Beth would rather be alive and different than be the same and dead. She shrugs slightly, looking over at him. “Still lost a lot, though.” And it’s true, but she does agree with him. “I’m always gonna care about the group.”

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“True. But I think some of the scared ones are the ones who’ll get other people killed. Not because they are proud but because they are so scared of dying themselves that they’ll run away and leave the others to die.” Which was what Kody was afraid of happening. In a fight or flight instance, she’s flight all of the way. Oh, she’ll stand and fight the walkers but other humans? That’s much harder for her to do. Especially when the outbreak was first happening. After the first camp she was with had been overrun.

And really, isn’t that what she’d been doing since? Running? Until she met Beth. That’d been a blind leap of faith.

“That’s a fair judgement. I think maybe after a while you have to stop caring in order to survive. Would you stop doing that if that’s what it took?”

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“Yeah, probably.” She says with a small nod. No matter what way you looked at it, the scared ones are the dangerous ones. No doubt about that. Beth didn’t know if she was the kind of person to flee or if she stayed to fight. In all honesty, she probably wouldn’t know which she was even if she did remember the past. “I’d like to think everyone’s at least kind of scared to die. Maybe not as much as they would’ve been before all this, but at least a little. Fear is the thing that separates us from the dead, I think.” Of course it’s more than just fear separating them, but Beth feels that fear is one of the stronger things.

Fear is the thing that keeps you going. It stops you from giving up, it stops you from dying. Sometimes fear can do the opposite, but either way the dead don’t feel fear. They feel only hunger and desire. Nothing else goes on in their heads.

“Yes.” She admits, and something inside of her feels like maybe she already had. Maybe that’d been the reason she’d lost her memory in the first place, but she tries not to think about it. Thinking too much about all that stuff couldn’t possibly end well. “Wouldn’t you?”

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