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December 22, 2015: Jurassic World Is Closed

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Raptor Boy

kind of hate this but oh well 😣

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Lee woke up in a forest, he coughed, before catching sight of Carley a couple feet away from him. The woman rolled over and stumbled to her feet.

“Lee?” Her voice was raspy, as Lee got up, the man nearly falling over when he realised his arm was still missing.

“Where are we?” Asked Lee, looking around.

“I was hoping you’d tell me.” Huffed Carley, as Lee coughed.

“No, no,” He shook his head, “you’re dead. Lilly shot you.”

“I remember turning around and finding Lilly’s gun in my face.” Said Carley, before spotting Lee’s arm, “What happened?”

“I got bit.” Answered Lee, stumbling, “Bit funny, I don’t feel like crap.”

A cough got their attention, a brown-haired man sat up. It took them a moment, before they recognised him as Ben.

“How’d you grow so fast?” Asked Lee, as Ben frantically checked his abdomen.

“I’m alive?” Ben turned and looked at Lee and Carley, “Wait, am I actually dead?”

R

Clementine was leaning against her desk, staring at Marlon and Brody, Minerva and another red head stood off to the side with Tenn, while Mitch glared around the room.

She turned and looked at Louis, “I’m assuming those mushrooms you found weren’t the healthy kind.”

“How is this my fault?” Demanded Louis, “They could just be some new breed of walker!”

Clementine gave him a flat look, “Right, some tell me what happened while I was gone.”

“AJ wanted to go with you to Richmond and sulked because he couldn’t go. He and Willy snuck of with a stick with a knife taped to the end of it and came back with Tenn.” Said Violet, staring at Minerva, “They all appeared at some point after that.”

“There’s also Lilly and some old fuck in the basement.” Chimed Louis, getting a glare from Clementine.

“Okay,” She nodded, “I’ll start there, Violet, we’ve got supplies from Richmond that need to be stored.”

Violet nodded, stopping when Clementine grabbed her arm.

“Keep an eye on our returned friends.” Murmured Clementine, “Something’s not right.”

Violet nodded, before hitting Louis, “C’mon, let put them to some use.”

Clementine sighed, before looking at someone who’d stayed behind, “Mitch?”

“What do you plan on doing?”

Clementine sighed again, “I’m going to try and provoke Larry into a heart attack.”

Mitch stared at her, “You’re going to solve a problem…by making another problem?”

“It’s the best I can think of.” Confessed Clementine, leaning back against the desk.

“You said Lilly was more dangerous after her dad died.” Said Mitch, “Killing him again would make her more-er dangerous.”

Clementine blinked and stared at Mitch, “How the fuck did you say something that was smart and stupid at the same time?”

Mitch glared at her, before they heard shouting outside.

“What now?” Growled Clementine, stalking out of the office with Mitch following after her.

“Put it down, now!” Yelled Violet, as Clementine and Mitch came up behind the crowd.

“You think we’re fucking stupid?!” Came a familiar voice.

“Brave coming from some dick shaking our fence!”

“C’mon, we can all be civil about this!” Clementine stopped, before frowning and pushing her way through the crowd.

“What’s going…” Clementine stopped and stared at the other side of the fence, “…on?”

Luke stared back at her, as Clementine looked over the group he was with. She spotted Nick and Pete towards the back, she slowly looked over the others with them, Kenny stared at her, while others from the Cabin group quietened down.

“…Clementine?” Asked Luke, jerked Clementine from her thoughts.

She turned and looked at Louis.

“Hey, I haven’t done anything!” Protested Louis, getting an eyeroll from Clementine.

“Put them in the hospital,” Sighed Clementine, gesturing to the building built from some supplies from Richmond, before looking over the crowed, “Hold on…where’s AJ?”

“He’s alive?” Asked Luke, with Clementine ignoring him.

“Er,” Louis looked at Violet, “he’s…fishing.”

“We don’t know where he is.” Admitted Violet, “He wasn’t here when we came out.”

Clementine groaned, “Okay, Mitch, come with me, Violet,” the blonde perked up, “you’re in charge until I get back.”

Violet nodded, getting a whine from Louis.

“Louis, you’re coming as well.” Called Clementine, walking towards the gate, “I don’t want to hear Violet bitch when I get back.”

“We’re comin’ too.” Said Kenny, making Clementine stop and turn to him.

“No, you’re all going to follow Violet to the hospital until we figure out what’s going on.” Clementine and Kenny stared at each other, before the man smirked.

“All right.” Kenny nodded, “We’ll talk when you get back.”

Clementine sighed in relief, before nodding.

R

Lee, Carley and Ben trudged through the forest, the boy that found them, AJ, said they would be welcome in their community. He pointed at a Walker, “That’s James, he pretends to be one of the monsters.”

“What?” Asked Lee, as the Walker looked at them.

“What’re you doing out here?” Asked the Walker, losing its limp and striding over to AJ.

“Helping people.” Answered AJ, as a man in a long coat, wielding a chair leg spotted them.

“AJ!” The man ran towards them, swinging the leg at James.

In a fluid motion, James grabbed the chair leg, kicked the man between the legs and pushed him to the ground. A moment later, another man and a young woman appeared near him.

Lee felt the air leave his lungs, recognising Clementine. Clementine stared at Lee, her demands dying in her throat. She suddenly felt lightheaded, the next thing she knew, she was falling backwards with her world going dark.

Mitch caught Clementine as she fell, looking at Louis, “Is she usually like this?”

Louis winced as he shook his head, “No.” He straightened up, walking towards her, “Give her here.”

Mitch passed the unconscious Clementine to Louis, before he looked at the people, he jerked his head and they set back off to the school.

R

Alvin watched Rebecca pace, before the blonde woman, Violet, walked in.

“Where’s Clementine?” Demanded Rebecca, glaring at Violet, “Where’s my son?!”

“AJ’s just got back with some other… ‘visitors’,” Violet looked around, “Clementine’s unconscious.”

“Is she alright?” Asked Sarah, from her place next to her father.

“She’ll be fine,” Dismissed Violet, “it’s probably nothing.”

“My dad’s a doctor.” Said Sarah, getting Violet’s attention.

“We have a nurse.” Dismissed Violet, leaving the room.

Walking towards the medical area, Violet spotted Ms. Martin checking Clementine over. Seeing the nurse walking out of the greenhouses was a tiny bit terrifying. There had been more of their friends coming back, which made Louis order them to expand their boarders.

Clementine sitting up made Ms. Martin step away, the young woman looked around and spotted Violet. Ignoring the older woman, Clementine walked up to Violet.

“Can you please tell her I’m fine?” Asked Clementine, pointing at Ms. Martin.

“No one faints for no reason.” Said the nurse, frowning at Clementine, “I know you don’t like feeling vulnerable, but you need rest.”

“I need to get supplies if we’re gonna expand.” Argued Clementine, stepping forwards and stumbling.

“I’ll contact Richmond,” Said Violet, “but, Ms. Martin’s right. If you fainted, it could be something serious.”

Clementine sighed, “Look, Vi, I need to keep busy. If I don’t, bad things tend to happen.”

Violet drew herself up, “Clementine, as one of your vices, I’m taking control of the group until Ms. Martin has cleared you.”

Clementine’s jaw dropped, getting a cheeky grin from Violet, “All you need to do is sleep.”

Clementine’s jaw closed with a snap, before stalking back to Ms. Martin. Violet sighed, before turning around. Marlon, Louis and Brody stood a couple feet away from her.

“What?”

“You just sent our leader,” Said Louis, dumbstruck, “who flayed a guy after what happened to Ruby, to bed.”

“And you’ve shared a bed with her.” Retorted Violet, heading to the Admin building, “Clem’s radio’s in the office, right?”

“I don’t know,” Shrugged Louis, grinning, “I was a bit preoccupied.”

Violet gave Louis a flat look, “You’re the reason she’d been confined to bed rest.”

Louis froze, paling, “Shit.”

[dailymothanon]

A quick sketch of New Jersey 🐝 he’s so silly and so tiny. This guy hangs out with grandmas, bingo winning loser; maybe I’ll draw Rhody one of these days when I feel like it

Also just some quick doodles of some of alaska’s cities/towns cuz I’m on a road trip again currently 🤔 I like to think Talkeetna has a big appetite a lot. She must be warned of the dangers of eating Augusta’s cooking. My favorite hippie lady

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were booking vacation flights anD I GET TO SEE THE ATLANTA AIRPORT HELL YEAH

im sad to miss out on CLT this year but were going to LIVE THERE in six months so like im an NOT BOTHERED

were also having to fly into KC instead of STL and THAT is crushing honestly but it saves us some rental car prices and getting so see ATL is exciting enough to pillow that

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Hopeless Wanderer: Ben is a part of The Whisperers and looking after James and Charlie

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The Walking Dead Game What Ifs: What if St Johns succeeded in capturing and eating the Motel survivors?

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What if St Johns succeeded in capturing and eating the Motel survivors? Prompt Submitted by Darkwubs on AO3

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TW: Implied Rape/Non-Con, Cannibalism and Murder

Lee scowled as Larry, Lilly and Kenny were hauled out of the meat locker by the St. Johns, with Andy throwing Duck in. Making sure Duck and Clementine were behind him, Lee grimly watched as he heard Lilly screaming at them through the door. They heard Larry yelling, before a gunshot echoed out, followed by two more. They heard Danny and Andy talking about something, as they started butchering.

Outside the Barn, Carley and Ben quietly watched as Walkers started pressing against the fence. Lee and the others had been gone longer than they’d expected, prompting Carley to make the decision for her and Ben to go find them. It was probably nothing, but they had to be sure. A noise beside her made Carley pause and look towards it, expecting a Walker. Instead, she saw a boy roughly the same age as Clementine looking up at her.

“Hi.” Said the boy, getting a small wave from Carley and Ben.

“…Hey.” Carley wondered if this was how Clementine met Lee.

“Carley, there’s the woman.” Said Ben, pointing towards the house.

“Probably noticing that the fence isn’t on and the Walkers getting through.” Murmured Carley, as one of the St. John brothers stepped out, holding Katjaa’s severed head, “Oh, god.”

“We got the meat stripped off the three you wanted us to kill.” Said the brother, “Just Lee, and those kids left.”

“I had to get rid of that one we had for dinner.” Said the man’s mother.

The man scoffed, “Where’s Andy?”

“He’s with that woman.” Said the mother, “You had that vet.”

“Wasn’t fair he got the prettier one.” Grumbled Danny, “Can I have that other one, that came here earlier?”

“We’ll see.” Said the mother, “I turned the fence on, we got Walkers comin’ up on us.”

Carley took the opportunity to raise her gun and shoot Danny in the spine, the man fell with a scream.

“My legs!” Screamed Danny, “I can’t feel my legs!”

The mother, Brenda, Carley remembered her name, looking around frantically, before Carley took her out as well. She wasn’t killed, but she hit her head when she landed. Without waiting for Ben or the kid, Carley ran into the barn, finding an inside door open to the horrific scene of Kenny, Larry and Katjaa butchered. Swallowing the bile rising in her throat, Carley stepped past them and saw a meat locker and wrenching the door open. Carley just stepped through, when Lee tackled her.

“It’s me!” Yelled Carley, making Lee pause.

“Oh, thank god.” Gasped Lee, before spotting the dead bodies, “Fuck.”

“Where’re Mark and Lilly?” Asked Carley, getting a groan from Lee.

“They fed the others Mark’s legs,” Said Lee, “If Lilly isn’t with the others, then they might have her somewhere else.”

“We have to get the kids out of here.” Said Carley, just as they heard a scream, “That sounded like Lilly.”

Lee frowned, before looking at the kids, “Go with Carley, I’ll get Lilly.”

Carley soon found herself with Duck and Clementine, guiding them past their dead friends. Lee grabbed a rifle and a pitchfork, stabbing Brenda with the farming instrument and charging into the house. There was some yelling, before there was a gunshot. Carley waiting a few moments, before looking at Ben, “Keep the kids with you.”

Without waiting for a response, Carley rushed to the house, finding Lee keeping Andy pinned by standing on his shoulder, while trying to coax a catatonic Lilly out of the room. Carley swallowed, noticing that Lilly was naked.

“Lee.” Carley got his attention, “I’ll take over here.”

Lee nodded, before he hauled Andy to his feet and forced him into another room. The sound of breaking glass and Andy screaming told Carley that Lee threw the other man out a window. After getting some clothes on Lilly, Carley gathered what weapons and supplies she could find into a bag, the two women saw Lee shove Andy onto the electric fence, before he dragged the paralysed Danny over to his reanimated mother and shoved his face against the Walker’s mouth.

“LEE!” Yelled Carley, making Lee look at her, “We need to go.”

Breathing heavily, Lee nodded and guided the kids and the women out of the farm, leaving their dead friends. Lee’d hoped that they wouldn’t lose anyone else, killing a Walker that got a bit too close to Ben.

L

The boy, that crept up on Ben and Carley, gave his name as Adam and that he’d gotten separated from his dad while they were hunting. They found his family’s car, with them deciding to wait at the car until Adam’s family turned up.

“Look at all their supplies.” Said Ben, looking into the car, “They’ve could survive for weeks off this.”

“Probably.” Shrugged Lee, “Almost makes me wonder why they were out hunting.”

“We could double back,” Suggested Carley, “take whatever supplies remain at the dairy.”

“Tomorrow.” Said Lee, looking at Lilly, “It’s dark and we don’t want to get lost.”

The sound of a stick breaking got their attention, just as a man, a woman and a girl a little bit older than Duck appear from the darkness. The man stared at them for a bit, before hastily grabbing his gun, “W-what do you want?!”

Adam perked up and rushed out, “Dad!”

“Adam!” Gasped the woman, rushing towards him, “Oh, baby, I thought I’d lost you.”

“I found these guys.” Grinned Adam, “They fought some bad guys as a farm, she,” He pointed at Carley, “shot two of them, it was so cool, he,” Adam pointed at Lee, “threw one of the bad guys out a window and beat him up and threw him onto a fence! And, and he stabbed another with a pitchfork and when she became one of the monsters, he threw the last surviving one onto its mouth!”

Adam’s parents wearily looked at Lee and Carley.

“They were cannibals, who tried to feed us our friends legs and killed three more of our friends.” Explained Lee, before glancing at Lilly, “She… er… got stuck in a room with one of them.”

Adam’s dad slowly nodded, before looking over the group, “Do you have somewhere to stay?”

“We’re based in the Motel not far from here.” Said Carley, “We don’t have much in way of food… or anything really. That’s how they got us.”

“We’ll… er,” Adam’s dad looked at Adam’s mom, “we’ll meet you there.”

L

Adam’s parents, Mitch and Tess, checked them over when they got back to the motel. Tess turned out to be a doctor, while Mitch was a handy-man/mechanic. Lee was somewhat happy that Duck and Clementine had a couple of kids around their age for once. Lilly stayed in her room for the most part. Mitch started fixing the RV, stating not all of them could fit in the car.

Lee, Mitch and Ben had gone to the farm and scavenged anything that could be useful. Ben got separated from them for a bit, but they all made it home. Lee and Carley had done several supply-runs into Macon, gathering as much food, weapons and supplies as they could find. It was after one of their supply-runs that they found Lilly had gone missing.

Then the supplies started to go missing, which led them to move the supplies into the RV, with someone inside it at all times to keep an eye on them.

“They have to be going somewhere,” Said Carley, looking around at the other three adults, “what are they taking?”

“Opioids.” Responded Tess, “And since none of us are getting high, they’re not using them, which means they’re either stashing them away or giving them to someone outside of the group.”

“Who’s watching the supplies now?” Asked Mitch, looking at Lee.

“Ben,” Answered Lee, “I’m going to look over the outside, since we’ve checked everywhere else.”

“We’ll get the vehicles ready.” Said Carley, as Lee headed out.

Half-an-hour later, the station wagon and the RV were tearing out of the Motel, speeding away as the Bandits from the woods shot at them.

L

They stopped at the side of the road during the night, with the Adults stepping out, after Lee hit a Walker.

“They had Lilly.” Said Tess, “They said ‘one isn’t enough anymore’. What else could they’ve meant?”

“Someone gave them supplies and sold a member of the group.” Carley frowned and Lee dealt with the Walker, “That, or they’ve been sneaking in, but then why only take one?”

“The kids would’ve mentioned it,” Said Lee, looking up from the Walker, “which only leaves Ben.”

“What do we do with him?” Asked Mitch, making Lee sigh.

“We don’t have the numbers to cut him loose.” Said Lee, “We’ll keep him away from the others, but we’ll need to come up with a more permanent solution.”

After ensuring that there weren’t Walkers approaching, they got back in their vehicles and drove off.

L

They stopped at a level crossing, with a train blocking the road. Lee, Mitch and Ben scouted the train out, discovered that it still worked and met an old homeless man who was living in it. After introducing him to the rest of the group, Lee and Mitch got the train free from the derailed cars.

“Good luck.” Said Mitch, as they split the supplies, “In Savannah, I mean.”

“You as well.” Responded Lee, “Maybe we’ll run into each other again someday.”

“Someday.” Said Mitch, as Carley got Clementine, Duck and Ben onto the train, “You going to teach them how to shoot?”

“Carley seems to think it’s a good idea.” Said Lee, looking at the train car, “Hopefully we can make a more solid plan when we get to Savannah.”

Mitch sighed, “Well, be seeing you, Lee.”

“Goodbye Mitch.”

The two halves of the group bid their goodbyes, with Adam giving Clementine his hoodie, “So you won’t get cold.”

With a final wave, Mitch and his family drove off, as Lee started the train.

L

The trip was quiet and without interruption, until Lee had to stop the train because a tanker was blocking the track. Lee had gone up to inspect the coupling when he ran into Omid and Christa, a couple that had been travelling when the outbreak started.

After showing Omid, and Ben, the controls of the train, Lee took Clementine down to a nearby station, while Carley kept watch on top of the train. After a few minutes, they heard a gunshot, prompting Christa to run down to the station, just as Lee and Clementine stepped out.

“What happened?” Demanded Christa, looking at Lee.

“We ran into some Walkers,” Explained Lee, “We dealt with it.”

“Really?” Christa frowned, “You and an eight-year-old girl?”

“I’m nine.” Corrected Clementine, making Lee look at her.

“When’d you turn nine, Clem?” Asked Lee, drowning.

“Four days ago.” Answered Clementine, after counting on her fingers.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Everyone died.” Answered Clementine, “I didn’t want to be happy.”

“Clem,” Said Lee, gently as he crouched down, “you can be happy when you’re grieving. Sometimes, it’s what keeps us going.”

Clementine gave Lee a small nod, before they reached the trains. Lee and Omid went up and started cutting the tankers coupling, while Carley saw a horde of Walkers in the distance. Glancing at her gun, Carley tucked it into her waist band and called down to Christa, “We’ve got some Walkers coming up, if they guys are quick, we can get out of here before they reach us.”

Just as Carley said that, the tanker dropped down onto the ground, with Lee and Omid hurrying down to them and clambering onto the train. With heavy breaths, the survivors left the horde behind.

L

“The Marsh House should be down here.” Said Carley, as they walked down a street, “Hopefully, we won’t have any unexpected surprises.”

Lee glanced back at the group, Christa and Omid stuck around, but Lee felt like that they were hiding something. Chuck kept an eye on Ben, as Lee had requested, making sure he didn’t do anything that could put them at risk. Lee and Carley still had to decide what to do with Ben.

Lee bumped into Clementine, not noticing that she’d stopped, “Clem?”

Clementine stared down the street, with Lee following her gaze. He felt his breath catch in his throat, Clementine’s parents ambled around, not making any noise. Gently pushing Clementine forwards, the small group hurried into the Hotel, with Ben tripping when a Walker grabbed his ankle. Faster than anyone them could react, the Walker clambered onto Ben’s back and tore a chunk out of his shoulder. Swallowing, Lee pulled the hotel doors shut, as Ben was devoured by the Walkers in the street.

Swallowing, Lee turned to the others, “We need to check for Walkers. Chuck, stay here with the kids, okay?”

Chuck frowned, but nodded. Lee took the rest of the group and spent the next few hours putting down the Walkers still in the hotel. Sooner than they all expected, they’d each claimed a room.

“Ooh.” Carley stretched as she sat down, “That was exhausting.”

“Yeah.” Murmured Lee, wrapping an arm around her, “Fuck, how long has it been?”

“Since when?”

“Since we lost the others.”

“Just over a week, I think.” Sighed Carley, leaning against Lee.

“Christ.” Lee looked down at Carley, “Wanna talk about it?”

Carley sighed and looked up at him, “No.” Without another word, Carley closed the distance between them and kissed him.

L

The next morning Lee and Carley woke up tangled together, with a strange feeling of contentment. They got dressed and checked on the kids, finding Clementine wrapped up in a blanket and Duck half-way off the bed.

After gathering the rest of the group, they took stock of their situation. A couple hours later, Lee and Carley were walking down to the river front, with Duck and Clementine in tow.

“I still think this is a bad idea.” Said Carley, looking around for Walkers.

“It’d help them with future runs.” Answered Lee, glancing back and Duck and Clementine, “Clem, Duck, stay closer to us.”

The children hurried over to them, just as they reached the river. There were boats, but the ones that were sea-worthy had been completely stripped of anything remotely useful.

“Who are you guys?” Asked a woman’s voice from behind them.

Lee and Carley immediately spun around and aimed their guns at a woman in an orange hooded jacket. The woman lowered her hood and remove a mask she’d been wearing, “You’re not with Crawford.”

The woman had interrogated them, told them about Crawford and how she used the bells around the city to lure the Walkers away, when the Walkers that she’d lured away came back. The group ended up being split up, the woman, who’d given her name as Molly, had gotten Carley and the kids up to higher ground, while Lee had to escape into the sewers.

L

Lee returned to the hotel, with the help of another survivor, Vernon, after he stumbled across them. He found that Carley, Clementine and Duck had gotten back to the hotel with Molly. After reuniting with them, the group, as well as their two guests, convened in a lounge-like seating area.

“The hotel’s fairly well stocked,” Argued Christa, looking around them, “and winter’s almost here, so, adding what we already have, we could hold out here until the weather warms up.”

“I thought you wanted to get back on the road.” Remarked Lee, “But, staying here does seem like a good idea. But we’re gonna have to learn the layout of the streets, which ones are blocked, which ones are overrun with Walkers and all that.”

Chuck cleared his throat, “It might not be my place to say, but how long have you been pregnant?”

Everyone looked at the old man with varying degrees of alarm and confusion.

“What?” Carley frowned, “How do you know she’s pregnant?”

“I was a doctor,” Answered Chuck, “was let go on account of my arthritis.”

Lee sighed, “Okay, so, taking Christa’s condition into account, we’re probably gonna be here until the baby is born—”

“Probably longer,” Said Carley, “it’ll be a while before their baby’s safe to travel.”

 “We’re going to need more medicine.” Said Lee, “And some more weapons.”

“And Crawford will have both.” Said Vernon, “I know a way into Crawford without them knowing.”

“If we do go,” Said Carley, “Some people are gonna have to stay behind.”

L

Vernon had left and returned with another member of his group, a woman called Brie, before they led a small group consisting of Lee, Omid, Molly and Clementine to Crawford through the sewers. They’d found the community had fallen and was overrun with Walkers, Lee found himself agreeing with Vernon when the older man said they now had the advantage. They set themselves up in a classroom, with Lee instructing Clementine to hold the fort until he got back, before he went off with Molly to get a battery and some gas for something she was working on.

Meanwhile, at the hotel, Carley, Christa and Chuck

Brie offered to stay with Clementine, while Vernon and Omid got the medicine. The rest of the trip was smooth sailing, with Lee and Molly returning with the battery. Brie then took Molly and got the gas, before Vernon and Omid got back to the room, it turned out that Omid knew his way around a lock. They’d just gotten the armoury open when Molly and Brie got back, they gathered what weapons they had and made their escape, spotting the large horde of Walkers that had been attracted by the train.

“Maybe you should bring your people to the hotel.” Suggested Lee, looking at Vernon and Brie, “We’ve got the room, and we’ve got it pretty secure.”

Vernon hesitated, before glancing at Brie, “We’ll discuss it amongst ourselves.”

Lee found himself nodding, before they started on their way back to the hotel.

“So,” Omid looked at Molly, “What’re the gas and battery for?”

“I’ve been trying to fix up an RV,” Said Molly, after a few moments of silence, “the Battery and the gas were the last things it needed, I think.”

Having an RV, Lee thought, could be useful when they eventually moved on. He decided to talk to Molly about it later, after they were all safe at the Hotel.

L

Vernon and his group reached the hotel, just as the horde hit Savannah. Lee made sure that Molly was with them before they hit. Everyone knew that the hotel wasn’t going to be long-term, but as Lee looked around the two groups mingling with each other, he couldn’t help by feel hopeful.

“Do you think Mitch and his family are okay?” Asked Carley, making her presence next to him known.

“I hope so.” Answered Lee, “Maybe we’ll run into them again.”

“It’ll be a while.” Said Carley, as she watched Clementine and Duck talk with Molly, “Do we stay as a big group or split off?”

“I don’t know.” Sighed Lee, “Molly’s RV would come in handy, but we know the issues of having a medium sized group, having a large group might be worse.”

“Or it might be better.” Carley pointed out.

Lee sighed, “I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

Carley hummed, before resting herself against Lee. The couple stood in silence, watching the group. Lee knew that they needed to come up with a plan or something, but, for now, he wanted to enjoy the peace.

Next Story: What if Clementine & AJ joined the Saviors instead of the New Frontier?

[dailymothanon]

Random things that I know

I’m currently on a road trip, so I didn’t have much time on my hands to draw much but I do have a small wip and old sketch I did! Along with just talking about random ideas and things that I know. Which. I mostly did a bunch of research on Delta Junction, Alaska as you will be able to tell soon

I passed by Delta Junction, and I remembered that they are the city with the most Ukrainian born people in percentage, it’s even higher in ancestry as well! This is because DJ has very similar terrain and climates to Ukraine (I think??) along with the fact there are already many Ukrainians there, there is not much of a language barrier for them! That’s neat :> So I wanted to make DJ as Ukrainian, and this is just one design concept I came up with today too quickly, it is likely to change as I learn more (I don’t have a definitive answer of what gender I’m thinking them to be yet)

also I think DJ would make BANGER cream rolls. Because I know this lady that lives there that comes to my city every summer and sells cream rolls; she’s done this ever since I was little

Alaska is the windiest state, with a windspeed average of 30 mph; in Juneau they have winds called Taku winds, and in DJ they have winds called Chinook winds

DJ was also known as the “Windy City” and “Little Chicago” by soldiers stationed there, as DJ is big on the military presence stuff

DJ is a very quant and neat place I won’t lie. They have buffalos there sent from Montana!! They now roam a lot around the Delta area, most are within the Delta Bison Sanctuary; I like to imagine DJ tells Alaska to tell Montana the bison are prospering

Colorado has a coin collection due to being the worlds top producer of coins (I think that’s cool)

Cali didn’t know what mosquito repellent was or was a thing until he overheard Maine and Alaska talking about them and asked about it, the other two were horrified he didn’t know (this is a tease cuz my girlfriend didn’t know it was a thing until I asked if she had any once)

This is an old sketch of a character my girlfriend made! She based them off Mexican culture, specifically this is based on California’s Lone Star flag from way back when

I think DJ loves the idea of having a family, but the opportunity has simply never been given 😞

Talkeetna was considered abandoned in 1910, before getting revived in aboit 1920 thanks to gold rushes, I think she is a little afraid of being abandoned again tho, but she knows Mayor Denali would never do her dirty like that

Hawai’i and Alaska both have the best air quality out of the states, they’re seriously breathing that great non lower 48 stuff. They are prospering. Manifesting.

Louisiana is actually one of the most, if not the most (it changes per article but they remain one of the top 3 always) stressed states, along with Mississippi and New Mexico

uhhhmm this is all I can think of currently. I hope y’all can wait for me to get back home to post regularly again 👻 that would be cool.

[inked-out-trees]

Ok!

12 for Trevor

13

And I think 18

ok!!!! :)

sorry i rambled a lot so i'm readmoreing this LMAO

12. Character + Dialogue (Trevor)

“I’m putting up a sign. If your name is Annie Twilloil or Francis Beaumont, fuck off. Rabid cat inside. Or whatever.” Trevor waves a sleepy hand in the air. “Something something I’ll bite you.” (Chapter 2)

13. Talk about your growth from your first fic to now.

oh boy. it's been almost eight years. or maybe it has been eight years. you're sending me back to wattpad, buddy, i don't know if i can forgive that (fully joking).

i started writing my first real fic (for academic purposes we are talking about the first thing i posted, not all my elementary school flights of fancy) in junior high, mostly in spurts on the bus or back and forth on a shitty little usb drive that also carried my schoolwork. i'm pretty sure the main document was password protected and in a folder labeled something totally innocuous because i was thirteen and painfully embarrassed about writing supernatural fanfiction as though anyone else would ever use my memory stick, like, ever. flash forward to today where the writing folder on my laptop is 90% fic and i Do Not Care Anymore! but still with weird titles because that's just how these things go.

(but also shoutout to my first fic, which according to wattpad is still #939 in supernatural fic after alll these years. it's got a little medal next to it and everything. fuck yeah!)

when i read it i see a lot of things that mark a young writer - mostly characterisation issues, things that could be portrayed better, I hadn't gotten the hang of internal monologues yet so it's quite painfully objective (in comparison to my current taste and style). but, like, honestly? not bad. not bad at all. full respect to thirteen-year-old me for sticking through and writing, like, a full 50 thousand word thing without even realising it.

("alright, i did the math and, with various author's notes included because i wasn't going to put any more effort into this than what wattpad gave me, our wordcount for this fic was... 52,385. my third longest fic to date" -from a conversation with a friend a couple months ago, timestamp almost 2am. moral of the story: wattpad give us word counts please)

ANYWAY. aside from the, you know, wattpad stuff, what propelled me forward on that particular fic was both the existence of a full story in my head (and then some. rest in peace to the abandoned sequel) and some pretty cool folks to share it with. not stopping - and, indeed, writing more spn stuff before finally metamorphasis-ing into a theatre kid - was prompted through friends. so. friends are the reason for everything. another reason for everything was my move from wattpad to ao3, which happened somewhere in my move from junior high to high school (very symbolic i know) and subsequently allowed for such things as: greater audience! a comment section! sophistication! all the cool kids use ao3!

and, like, even ao3 era onwards. from 2016's newsies works to now there's like. improvement in plotting and planning! character voice and internal monologue! fun with structure! music! all these funky fresh things that i'm always so excited to work with. i don't even really have words to describe it anymore i just think it's fun as hell. it's just like. i will keep writing and i will keep getting better and these things are perpetual. and in several years with even more work under my belt i will be able to look back at what i've been doing the past couple years and do the exact same thing.

but all my love remains to the password-protected word docs that hold those supernatural fics from an earlier time. some of them saw the light of day and some of them straight up did not. all of them are still in my heart.

18. Share a line from a fic you'll never finish.

("cornley time travel au: is significantly better written, stronger interpersonal relationships, i actually know what i'm doing / supernatural OC apocalypse fic: written when my hubris knew no limits, has demons in the story. oh and em-dashes. i only started using em-dashes in like 2017" -same conversation as above)

remember how i wrote a sequel (threequel) to the lookout mmnis? i was also fully prepared to write a sequel to flat pack attack. rest in peace to flat pack attack: homeworld which will probably never see the light of day. the idea was good and a kid can dream

SAMPSON: You ever heard of… (reading from a page) a tailsman?

DELTA: Is it a talisman you mean?

Sampson squints at the page.

SAMPSON: No, this says tails. Like a monkey.

He sticks a hand near the base of his chair and does a tail approximation.

oh and secondary shoutout to another abandoned newsies au that drew on my experiences with high school theatre tech, aptly named welcome to hell - its namesake was something like:

He catches a glimpse of the whiteboard once again before he leaves. Someone, probably Jack again, has wiped out most of the letters in HOTEL CALIFORNIA - now it just reads WELCOME TO H EL L.