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Children were running around the streets and playing, people were acting like the walkers outside the walls didn't exist. A surreal feeling surrounded the city. Could it last? Could anything good last?  

         "I don't know if I can let myself believe that this'll last.           Doin' that, it'll make it hurt even more when it's gone."

[ziimmerman]

tobeloyal.

               Rosemary heard noises outside of the shelter                she had located to keep dry from this terrible                storm. She wasn't sure if it was just the heavy                rain or thunder making her think she was hearing                things, but she decided to check -- just to be                on the safe side. Peeking out the window, she                noticed a figure. But it wasn't a shambling, flesh-                eater. No -- it was a living person. 

                       " You scared the shit out of me! What the                                   hell are you doing out there!? "

[waveringhumanitymoved]

tobeloyal.

   Her palm is quickly held upwards towards the offer, they    should conserve. Right now she has just a little water left     in her OWN bottle to make it; last thing she wanted was to     take someone elses. The offer was appreciated ( as always ).    Her hand falls to rest back at her side, corners of lips pulling     into a tired smile.

                      ‘I have my own - just enough for                        a little while. You save yours, it’s                        yours.’

      their supply is limited, barely enough to hold them over       until they find somewhere to stay, let alone enough for       a few days. with their moving from place to place, they       haven't been able to find food either, which just causes       their problem to be worse.

                   " y'sure? you're lookin' pretty dehydrated. you                      need t'be strong to keep goin'. besides, i don't                      think i could bear another loss. "

[dreadfulyouth]

  ❝ How's Maggie? I haven't seen her stop crying       in almost two days. Do you think she'll be okay? ❞

[girlsafiighter-blog]

       she looks familiar; eerily familiar, but the young girl can't seem to place just        where she's seen that face. she decides to chalk it up to delusion. she hasn't        ate in three days and her water supply is drying up far too quickly. her fingers        brush against her holstered gun, her cerulean hues narrowed towards the girl.        ' i don't mean to be impolite, but please stay over there. what's your name? '

[biiomarine-a]

heyhey I saw that you liked for a starter which is totally cool, but I was curious how you wanted to work that out seeing we have the same fc lmao c:

hey! yeah! to be honest, we can do pretty much anything with that. doppelgangers, parent trap au ish thing, twins in general, or like have them not think they look alike? like everyone says they look so similar but they are like ” hm i don’t see it”. really i’m up for anything. haha. 

[tickingnumbers-blog]

tobeloyal

"What the hell is that thing?"

[beaniesandmachetes--a]

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There had been a time in Jacoby’s life where the words ‘Road trip’ had meant excitement and adventure. Granted he never got to indulge in the past time too often, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still exciting. The outbreakand lack of supplies had made being on the road inevitable. That in turn made the thought of travel less appealing in the most extreme way. Heading outagain made Jake roll his eyes and throw his hands in the air to mock the excitement he didn’t feel. The fake smile and anticipation plastered acrosshis face. 

               "ROAD TRIP!" 

The sarcasm was just dripping from his words. He was tired of moving around.Never being in one place for too long. The idea of having a stable place to layhis head or having some place to call home was a distant memory. Would heever get to feel that again?

[southernbird-a]

“You know what we should do? We should do something fun for a change.” / hAPPY TIMES

        “ —- Does it involve that                  playground back there? ”

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

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         her fingers are curled around the          shirt, neatly folded in spite of the          many stains clinging to the fabric          that beth just could n o t get rid of          no matter how hard she scrubbed.          still, it's presented to the other with          a smile, an offer of kindness beth          figures everyone could use once          in a while.

                             ❛ maggie told me about what you                                did for glenn. it was really brave,                                y'know? ❜

[kxllercoltarchive]

tobeloyal

    "I know you were at the prison with the      Governor, but that's in the past now."

[jobtodo]

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  "It’s got to be done."

[aintgonnabeyourbitch]

                          If that’s how he wants to put it then —- YEAH.

There was silence for those short moments. Only noise mustered was various sounds of nature mixed with heavy breathing. They came out of no where, isn’t that what THEY always do? Her knuckles are white from gripping the blade, head hung low as she gazed over them. Many walkers of course — WHY they stuck around to fight them all, well she would never get that answer.

                Guess he just grew to that point of irritation.              Just blow after blow — talk about skull crushing.              Standing upright, she emits one last heavy breath.

                           ‘— Don’t you always?                            Glad to have you here                            because shit.’

He caught the reluctance that she has to kill Walkers. He doesn't think that it's fear that stops her, she seems to know how to kill Walkers, seems to do it fairly cautiously and skilfully. But then, there's that way of her, when her eyes dart around, like she's looking for an escape, like she doesn't want to fight. Like she wants to avoid the fight. He doesn't get it, killing Walkers is a way to diminish their numbers which will diminish the amount of luck to encounter a herd. Yes, it's dangerous but they can do it.

Daryl glances at her, a light shrug echoing through his body.

             "Better t'em dead t'an us bitten."