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stelacole · 2 months
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apocalypse themed starters
﹡ ❝ this new world, it bloody sucks﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ shut up, keep down, keep quiet and alerted and stay alert﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ something is out there. run. now﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ the zombies are coming. we got to go. now﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ everything is pretty darn hard right now. ❞ ﹡ ❝ the zombies feel no fear, so why are you so scared﹖ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i used to whine so much. in this new world..i just can't whine. i gotta survive. ❞ ﹡ ❝ i prefer a quieter weapon so it doesn't give the zombies our location out﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ what’s even the point of trying to survive in this new world﹖ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i'm out of ammo﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ everyone i love is gone. my whole world is gone and this- this is left﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i really miss nutella. ❞ ﹡ ❝ when i give you the signal, you run﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i literally lost my arm, so yeah..i know what pain is like﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ he is gone. there's nothing you can do anymore to save him. ❞ ﹡ ❝ if you think i trust what's left of the goverment after all this, you are damn crazy﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ we are trapped in here, the horde is right outside. we won't make it﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i just..i can't do this anymore﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i..i was bitten. i don't think i will make it. ❞ ﹡ ❝ i can't bring a damn baby into this world. i refuse to﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ always, and i mean..always, aim for the head﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ eliminate the weakest link and you will survive﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ hold on..does that bird look like it's about to attack us﹖ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i used to watch a lot of horror movies growing up so i know how to kill a zombie﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ we need to go to hunt some supplies﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ we are not safe here﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ never turn your back on a zombie﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ beware the humans, they can be worse than zombies﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ tip, always have honey as it's good nutrition and it helps with wounds and infections. ❞
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nightprompts · 2 years
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&. 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
(  an  assortment  of  dialogue  prompts  for  various  apocalypse  /  end  of  the  world  scenarios.  feel  free  to  change  as  you  seem  fit.  )
❛ stay alive. for me. ❜
❛ you won’t survive long out there. i can protect you. ❜
❛ how many bullets do you got left? ❜
❛ i’m gonna make sure this place is secure. ❜
❛ will things ever go back to the way they were? ❜
❛ i know the odds aren’t good, but we’ve got to try. ❜
❛ you should be dead by now. ❜
❛ this isn’t the world you remember. ❜
❛ it’s all gone. it’s really all gone. ❜
❛ shit. why did you hide this? ❜
❛ stay down. don’t let them see you. ❜
❛ you are making it very difficult to keep you alive. ❜
❛ how is it you’re not scared? ❜
❛ when i give the signal, we run. ❜
❛ holy shit, we hit the jackpot! look at all this stuff! ❜
❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜
❛ if you don’t fight, you die. ❜
❛ remind me to not get on your bad side. ❜
❛ been there. seen that. got the scars to prove it. ❜
❛ unfortunately, we can’t kiss in the rain. it’s acid. ❜
❛ just keep moving. don’t look back. ❜
❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜
❛ still alive, are you? ❜
❛ i’m beyond saving at this point. ❜
❛ an animal that’s tasted human flesh isn’t safe. ❜
❛ there’s nothing you can do to save them. ❜
❛ do you have any idea how many people we lost today?! ❜
❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜
❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜
❛ my job is to watch your back. ❜
❛ don’t enter the city, it belongs to the dead now. ❜
❛ it must be important, otherwise you wouldn’t have gone back for it. ❜
❛ there’s something about that robot that doesn’t seem right to me. ❜
❛ you still remember how to kill, right? ❜
❛ there should be an opening through the fence. watch your head. ❜
❛ our luck will run out sooner or later. ❜
❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜
❛ can’t say i’m surprised to find you in a dump like this. ❜
❛ we can sneak past them, even though i know that’s not your style. ❜
❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜
❛ if you were smart, you’d turn back now. ❜
❛ shut up. are you trying to get us killed? ❜
❛ breathe. we’re safe now. ❜
❛ you’re better off without me. i’ll only slow you down. ❜
❛ i brought dinner. it’s not much, but it’s edible. ❜
❛ for what it’s worth, i’ll do what i can to help you not get killed. ❜
❛ you’re gonna be real happy you didn’t kill me. ❜
❛ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❜
❛ why don’t we just stay here? live out the rest of our lives? ❜
❛ you really shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜
❛ rest. i’ll take the first watch. ❜
❛ i’ve got a weapon for every situation. hunting, profession, cold blooded murder, hot blooded murder... ❜
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deadprompts · 6 months
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𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝟽 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.
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you're either with us or you ain't.
you do the same damn stink eye as your dad
i'm not saving you anymore.
you should be dead.
i love a gal that takes me to dinner and doesn’t expect me to put out.
you're sitting over there talking outside both sides of your mouth.
i know i had to make a pretty strong first impression.
you’re lucky. don’t forget.
i just bent over backwards to show you how reasonable i am.
it's gonna be dark soon.
did you just threaten me?
you see, now i just think you're lying.
kid. i ain't gonna lie. you scare the shit out of me.
are you kiddin' me?
do soy sauce packets count as food?
i'm dealing in certainties, and i'm doing my part to give them what they want.
what'd he have? a knife?
i get why you did it.
i would not have messed with that guy!
hot diggity dog! this place is magnificent!
i don’t give a shit if you think you’ve found the secret to life.
if you keep thinking everyone's an enemy, then enemies are all you're gonna find.
let me give you some advice.
you should go before you find out how dangerous we really are.
that takes guts... and then there's you.
people want someone to follow.
same goes for you too right?
little pig, little pig, let me in!
i want you to think about what could've happened, think about what happened, and think about what can still happen.
don’t pretend you don’t know the score.
anyone wanna finish the game? come on! i was winning!
it ain’t just about getting by here. it’s about getting it all.
people can try and you set you in the right direction, but they can’t show you the way.
listen, i like you, so i don't want to go hard proving a point here.
we'll win. but we need to wait for the right moment.
i hear your concern. i'm not insensitive to it.
people say i have an expressive face.
i always found it hard getting close to anyone.
that remind you of anyone you know?
if you knew us, if you knew anything, you would kill us.
well pardon me.
look, just put it down...
we need to talk.
hope you're not trying to hide stuff from us 'cause that generally doesn't go over very well.
i feel like i ought to give you a signing bonus.
you bunch of pussies!
nobody's evil. they just decide to forget who they are.
i think i've made my position very clear.
i'm serious. do you want me to prove how serious?
bet you thought you were all gonna grow old together.
whatever you had going for you... that is over now.
what's about to happen is gonna be hard to watch.
if you're having problems of that nature, come to see me.
some people are evil. i've seen it.
i was gifted these pickles.
how about a "thank you?"
i can't be the only one to notice that you got a fat lady in charge of keeping track of rations, can i?
he's an idiot.
you'll get yourself killed.
you should know, there is no door number four. this is it. this is the only way.
speak when you're spoken too.
in case you haven't caught on, i just slipped my dick down your throat, and you thanked me for it.
i can see this is hard on you guys.
we provide security for others. we bring civilization back to this world.
you guys have a barbecue or something and not invite us?
i'll find you.
you were thinking about someone else.
my apologies for leaving the place a bit of a mess, but we got a litany of other shit to attend to!
you like ice cream? we have ice cream.
me? i ain't doing shit.
you got your friend killed.
not making a decision is a big decision.
drink from the well, replenish the well.
suck my nuts.
he's a coward. they're more dangerous.
don't be rude.
this must be hard for you right?
no matter how things go down, i got your back.
we'll crack open some tequila, we'll talk, we'll work it out.
you don't have to do this.
your people are making me lose my voice doing all this yelling.
i'd like to take it back to awkward silence now.
i mean, you have been king shit for so long.
we made it. we can make it. we can.
you're not me.
it’s because you got no guts.
was the joke that bad?
is that you? underneath all that man bush?
thanks for saving my life before. and other time. oh, and the other time.
get on your knees.
you really want to see all these people die? you will.
i am indeed a smarty pants.
what the hell, man?
we're the ones who live.
don't wander around here on your own.
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fearlessmuses · 22 days
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𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵…
[ #𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 ] --- ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵇᵒᵈʸ'ˢ ʷᵃⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ᵈᵒʷⁿ
ezekiel sutton ( fc: khary payton )
maggie greene ( fc: lauren cohen )
michonne hawthorne ( fc: danai gurira )
negan smith ( fc: jeffrey dean morgan )
rich grimes ( fc: andrew lincoln )
shane walsh ( fc: jon bernthal )
please specify muse / or who for who
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munofmanyminds · 26 days
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closed starter for @dcrknesshums
Their version of society at this point was very far from what either of them had known prior to the outbreak. But it worked, kept things running smoothly, kept everyone in line. Except for the occasional slip, of course - like the mistake her father and brother had made. A costly mistake by all accounts, but not one they'd be paying for themselves. Usually people were killed or ostracized for that kind of thing, but them? No. They'd offered her instead. Trading her for their own safety and comfort like she was barely more than a cow. And she was such a pretty little thing, the idea had amused him enough to grant a rare bit of mercy.
So the next morning, she was yanked out of her bed and dragged before him by her hair. Thrown at his feet, a boot at her back sent her face first into the floor beneath her. It caused a roar of laughter form the small group of men surrounding her, but Luke only smirked at the display, eyeing his new plaything while the laughter quieted. Once sound had subsided, he stepped forward, tucking the tip of his boot under her chin to force her face upwards, her eyes to meet the chilled mirth in his gaze. "Welcome to your new life, slave."
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abysscs · 1 month
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OPEN TO: M / F / NB - preferably someone a little softer / less confrontational than him! premise: approx. 4 years into the apocalypse and reuven has just raided a home he believed to be empty, used the shower (how the hell was there hot water? hes not questioning it too hard) and has now just helped himself to the food in the cupboards. he also used your muse's soap and some cologne he found in the bedroom (could be your muse's or someone that lived with them ) if you'd like to start out with a fight, i'm totally down! i just ask that you don't godmod :)
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There was the chirping of the morning dove, and the groaning floorboards against wind too eager, and man, disheveled, feral, standing beneath the warm cascade of shower for the first time in four years. To Reuven, this felt like some sort of spiritual experience. A rapture. He did not believe in a god anymore, but he believed in this. In the water, and how it washed his body clean, of roaming undead and guttural screams and violence so wretched it rung against eardrums hours after the fact.
This could have been the first time he'd ever felt the steam lift from his worn and tired muscles in his life, if he hadn't had memory of it. His groan was that of pure relief; of some euphoria that had been lost to him so long ago, one that could only be summoned by creature comforts. And his nails scratched at his filthy skin, embedding the soap into his pores, until the water ran brown, then red, then pink, and then clear. His bloodied and dirty clothes lay in some stinking heap on the floor beside the tub, and when the shower halted with a squeak, Reuven took a long and purposeful step over them, wrapping towel around his torso to go exploring the home. He found photos and bed sheets and, in the far closet of the master bedroom, a clean shirt and shorts. As though it were all untouched by the hands of time. And if he were any less starved, he might have stopped to think—think why? Why did this place appear to be so untouched? Had it truly not seen the horrors that awaited outside its walls, or had there been someone inside of it? Tending to its scars? But he was not any less starved. He was dazed and out-of-body, and carried his black, bloodied carbine with him as he spritzed some half-filled cologne into his neckline. Creature comforts.
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And then heavy footsteps fell upon each stair, slow, taking his time, in the pursuit of kitchen. Where was it? Such a strange home, to be built upon the face of a hill, where entrance opened to the second level and the kitchen, apparently, was where he expected a basement to be. His forefinger dragged along the drywall as he went, slowly, not because he didn't care to get there any faster, but because he was so damned tired. He ached from the inside out, and when he finally reached that kitchen chair, his form fell into it with another groan, a thud, a creak. This was the first time he'd sat on anything comfortable in a long time. Dinner first, then he'd take advantage of that mattress upstairs. It had looked so inviting, for a moment Reuven wasn't sure which starvation mattered more to him: sleep or hunger? But he knew he'd sleep better with a full stomach, and to his slight surprise and whole relief, there was food. Cupboards of food. Full cupboards. He stared at the shelves, eyes glossed over with his starvation, almost unable to believe his sight. And then he began eating, right there, over the sink. He began shoveling anything chewable into his mouth and ate like ravenous dog, hardly chewing, shaking. Rapture.
His body knew before his mind did. The goosebumps ripped up his shoulders into his neck, where hairs raised, and he spun around, dark eyes wild and vicious, ready to kill. How long had they been watching him? How long had he been vulnerable?
"You got a death wish?" he called, as if it were the most natural question to ask the owner of the home he was intruding in.
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xylophone888 · 10 months
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i like to headcanon that rincewind dated trymon briefly when they were both still students at the uu and that's at least part of the reason why he fought the guy with such uncharacteristic determination
like, imagine your absolute dickhead of an ex not only actively tries to destroy the entire world with their absurdly powerful magic abilities but also directly puts in danger your current greatly beloved, you'd probably be at least mildly annoyed too
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vellichorphic · 1 year
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ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE SENTENCE STARTERS
CW: VIOLENCE
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“I’m tired.”
“We’re a team.”
“You’re all I have left.”
“Who made you leader?”
“You’re… you’re still alive?”
“What’s the point in trying?”
“You can’t just give up hope.”
“Who we were doesn’t matter.”
“Everyone I’ve ever loved. Dead.”
“And we thought 2020 was bad.”
“It’s just a scratch! You’ll be fine!”
“This must be what insanity feels like.”
“No one’s sacrificing anyone or anything.”
“Who were you before the world went to shit?”
“Once the herd arrives, we’re all fucking dead.”
“Great fucking news! All our supplies are gone.”
“I’m never gonna be able to sleep ever again.”
“You’re just a typical survivor? Define typical.”
“You studied immunology? How’d that work out?”
“We’re not safe here. We’re not safe anywhere.”
“Throughout all of this… you haven’t changed a bit.”
“At this point, I don’t mind becoming one of those things.”
“And I used to think haunted houses were the scariest thing ever.”
“You’ve been working on a cure? Who’s the cure going to benefit now?”
“Yay. Canned corn and brown, kind of bloody water. My favorite.”
“Damn. I kinda forgot I was human and not some robot designed to attack.”
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t shoot your brains out right now.”
“If we ever get hungry, at least we have a lifetimes supply of rotten organs.”
“Never thought playing all those zombie video games would come in handy.”
“I don’t care if you say you weren’t bit. I trust my eyes more than anyone’s mouth.”
“Nice to know that in the middle of the fucking apocalypse, we’re all still thinking with our feelings.”
“I’m gonna go to sleep and when I wake up, I’m going to realize that this was just a scarily vivid nightmare.”
“It’s just a scratch? If I believed it every time someone told me that, I wouldn’t be standing here right now.”
“Humans have become more monstrous than the actual monsters around them. Something funny about that.”
“You know, there’s only so many canned foods and water bottles in the world. At some point, we’re all going to die from either starvation or dehydration.”
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godstrayed · 10 months
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"Now would you look at that ! We got a real fuckin' hilarious comedian over here. Now if only being a wise guy was going to save your god damn life." Negan was in no mood for jokes. He wanted to get to the bottom of who had been attacking the outpost and it seemed this particular person knew more than what they were saying. "Now you can tell me what I want to know or you can try your stand up routine with my lovely Lucille here. But let's keep in mind what's going to happen if she doesn't find you funny." He knocks his barbed and beloved bat ' Lucille' against the ground for emphasis.
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deadprompts · 2 months
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𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 𝙿𝚃.𝙸𝙸 (𝙰𝙿𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙻𝚈𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙲 - 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙳 𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙲𝚂).
content warning applies. change any pronouns / wording if necessary.
i’d like to think that you knew me better than anybody else.
what if i give up too soon?
i don't know what i heard.
there is a crow that i can see on my street almost every day.
what's a word for lonely that doesn't mean alone?
you're all that i've got to lose.
i saw the end of the world last night.
you were mad at the whole world.
you think you look older, i think you look alive.
i don't wanna need anything.
it didn't save me like i thought it would.
if i loved you at the start then i would love you at the end.
i don't wanna die anymore.
am i brave if the noise doesn't scare me?
i’d stay but i don't wanna bore you.
i have more than enough
i can't fix all the things that you couldn't.
and it's a damn shame you're good at winning.
bury me under gravel just deep enough so nobody finds me.
mark my words, there's a thousand things that don't wash out with anything.
i have to find it and cut it out.
now you're taller than you've ever been.
your costume's in the basement at the bottom of a shelf.
and just like that, we’re starting over.
well i have more than enough for the both of us.
i keep you clean.
was it just like you had before?
there isn't really much to say.
i know it's not what you thought i'd say.
i love you carefully.
i know you're probably standing there wishing that i wasn't here.
i'm sure that someone will draw a new one and cover it before they leave.
i know you don't like the sound.
i can still hear the sound of you laughing all the way down.
does it get too hard being a good person every day of your life?
sometimes i'm scared that i'll only ever feel everything once.
you were angry it didn't stop when you did.
i can't handle when the fight runs out.
i'd do anything but ask for your help.
living takes more than to just survive.
it's gonna rain soon.
i can never feel the same thing cause i change too much.
would i have to forgive you still?
some part of me had to care for you.
pretty soon i'm gonna say something that i’ll eventually regret.
will you still walk me home?
just because she told you so it doesn't mеan that she's right.
you still have more fight in you than you ever really did when you were young.
what would it take for me to be cared for, too?
look at us, carefree.
i'm hardly brave, i know.
did you want to be something more?
i act like i'm dumb for my age.
what you tell her, she will take to her grave.
there is no reason to be someone else.
do you still want me here?
don't worry now, it's already dead.
i would've died for it.
i can hear her disappointment from here.
there's a mark on the wall, you see.
you wouldn't talk even when somebody was listening.
i'll show you how.
something is rotten inside of me.
aren't you tired?
he lets me watch him there as long as i stand far away and as long as i am quiet.
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fearlessmuses · 24 days
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𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵…
[ #𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ] --- ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʳ ᵒᵘᵗˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵒᵒʳ ᵏᵉᵉᵖˢ ʳᵃᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ
ada wong ( fc: li bingbing )
albert wesker ( fc: peter facinelli )
annette birkin ( fc: vera farmiga )
carlos olivera ( fc: oded fehr ) *film based
carlos oliveira ( fc: oscar isaac )
claire redfield ( fc: danielle rose russell )
ingrid hunnigan ( fc: camila mendes )
jill valentine ( fc: hannah john kramer )
leon kennedy ( fc: robert pattinson )
please specify muse / or who for who
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thedesolated · 7 months
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open to: m/f/anyone plot: Cristine & your muse met on unexpectedly while checking out a ransacked convenience store & are having a little stand-off. The undead broke in or appeared from a back loading dock, chasing the two into a barricaded location where they're trying to wait it out a bit to see if things will calm down or they can escape in another way. you can hmu if you'd like to plot! connection: another survivor location: convenience store back room or storage closet.
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Her back was against the wall, arms resting loosely atop her denim covered knees as Cris listened to the low moan and grunts of the undead on the other side of the wall she sat against. The door was jammed shut with a solid barrier in front of it but the only problem was that they couldn't get out that way, brown eyes snapped up to the other person sharing the small space with Cristine and the woman sized them up silently before she filled her lungs with a big inhale and exhale through her nose. With a little wave of her hand Cris tried to get their attention before she offered a somewhat lame but still pretty friendly smile, given their circumstances she had no right to make demands or even ask for anything but Cristine hated the tension in the silence between them.
"You wouldn't happen to have a fucking cigarette, would you?" She asked, mostly mouthing the words but what voice could be heard was certainly in a whisper. Cris didn't want to alert the dead to their presence but fuck did she need a cigarette, that was why she'd gone into this damn store in the first place. Since being separated from her younger brother and sister, Cristine had been trying to fill the emptiness she felt inside her chest every waking moment. Cigarette's always had been a vice of hers but the scarce resource had evaded her while she used it to distract her from the probability that her siblings were dead. "-- or a joint?" Cris added a little excitedly, brows arching in mild expectation even though she knew that likelihood would be less than the other having a cigarette.
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djaerin · 2 months
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she's wide doe eyes, a strawberry breath that mingles with the scent of blood, it seems to cling to her, her appearance like that sweet perfume : out of place in this world. she reminds him of a doll for a second, fragile and tiny, a thing made to be sheltered and protected. foot turns over the body of one of her assailants, glaring at the man for a second, his front to her, the sleeping kid attached to his back far from her sight. his steps are steady, slow but determined, assessing the situation though he knows from what used to be his hiding place, observing the scene before choosing to intervene, that he got all of those raiders.
a few feet away from her, din comes to a halt, finger close to the trigger but not yet touching it. head slightly tilts, taking in her delicate frame, the tendrils of hair out of her braids that seem to caress her pale skin. « it's dangerous to be alone out there @gunpink. » his skills reside with his hands, with his body, he's never been good at people.
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piecesofacrow · 8 months
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Wastelands ~Closed RP~
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The taste of iron was still fresh on his lips as he came to consciousness. That was the first thing he noticed, but it was quickly replaced by the pain he felt coursing through his body. The soreness of the fight that had taken place. He didn't even know how long he had been laying here, presumed dead by those who raided his camp, pillaged their supplies, and killed their people.
His eyes blinked open as he let out a ragged cough, the taste of blood washing over his senses yet again. As he attempted to move, he realized most of his body was stuck under a heap of rubble atop him. Broken wood, heavy metal, and rocks kept him pinned to the floor. He had access to one arm, but there was only so much he could do with it, and he knew damn well his strength would run out eventually.
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"Shit." He growled under his breath, his throat coarse. He needed water desperately, but it's not like he was in a position where he could exactly get himself that. He weakly pushed a larger rock off of him, but it did little to relieve the pressure keeping his person immobile.
That one simple task proved to take more of a toll on his body then he expected, sending him into a coughing fit, each cough reminding him that he was injured, each cough shooting pain through his entire body, each cough sending blood onto the rubble. As he finally regained his composure, he lay his head on the ground, looking up at the ceiling. Did he dare call for help? What if the people who raided found him? They'd just kill him anyway right?
"I-is anyone there?" He called out. Fuck it. Better to die trying than die doing nothing at all.
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