StoreTyler - The Road
Jessalyn turned to the man at her side and began to whisper. Tyler boggled at this, his anger flaring up again. What was there to discuss? There was no choice in the matter; Either she came quietly, or she came by force.
"Good, there's no need for things to be difficult," Tyler said when the woman finally walked across the line. She stared at him, her face full of determination but her eyes open wide in fear. Tyler wasn't sure which feature irritated him more. He took the woman gently by the shoulder and directed her toward Al and Gregory, who helped her climb into the bed of the truck. Brad got a little weird whenever he was forced to sit with the women.
The truck backed up and pulled a one-eighty. Tyler took a look back to make sure neither of the men were treating Jessalyn roughly. It was almost surreal to have this woman fall into his lap so easily. He would not have to get it out of Lynn now, a task that he knew would have been very difficult. With that out of the way, Tyler could truly start with Lynn. He had big plans for her, after all.
"We can't keep doing this," Brad said. "Fuck Haywood." The man slammed a fist down on the steering wheel. "Something was up with that deal today, Boss. I swear it." Tyler didn't respond, but he felt himself agreeing with Brad. That wasn't the man's usual paranoia talking; The deal today was simply off. Tyler would have to cut them loose, no matter how valuable they had been.
The rest of the drive was spent in silence.
Bex - The Cells - Tyler, Lynn, Jess & Emma
Bex sighed and shifted on his feet. He'd been watching the cells all day now and it was becoming increasingly difficult not to just walk away now. He had spoken with the girl and all he had gotten out of it was a gnawing feeling of guilt.
Tyler walked into the cells, flanked by Brad. He held a pregnant woman by the arm. No doubt she was the girl offered in the deal. "Bex, excuse us for a moment, will you?"
Bex shrugged. "Sure thing." He had had enough of this job anyway. He made his way for the exit, ignoring the dirty look that Brad gave him along the way. Outside the entrance, Bex stopped. He couldn't stop thinking about that girl, Emma. It occurred to him that the next time he saw her, she could already be broken. "For fuck's sake," he muttered, stepping across the hall and ducking into another corridor. He stood up next the wall, his head turned toward the entrance to the cells.
"... friend for you," He heard Tyler say. There were scraping noises, as if someone was dragging their feet. "Funny how things work out, isn't it?" Tyler said, a grin practically audible in his words. "You two should catch up."
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Tyler - The Road
There was a moment of silence. Tyler's mouth fell slightly agape as he peered curiously at this woman who apparently knew Lynn. The fact that she was pregnant... this was likely Lynn's friend. As if whatever otherworldly powers that existed had decided to hand him a present. It was definitely a sign, and in that moment, Tyler felt overwhelmingly assure of himself.
But then she started asking even more questions. Questions that proved her naivety. Questions that proved everyone's naivety. No one understood him or his vision. Not his most loyal men, not his ex-girlfriend, not even his own daughter. All anyone ever did was stand in his way.
"What do I do to women, then?" Tyler asked. "What is it that you think I do? Because I thought Lynn would understand better than anyone what I do to women." He stepped forward now, his right hand balling into a fist. This woman dared to suggest he would hurt his children. Brad started to move with him but Tyler held a hand out for him to stay. "I want your child to live. I want it to live and become a part of something bigger than just you or I." He looked past Jessalyn to speak to everyone now. "I do not do what I do out of selfish desire." He practically spat out the words. "I do what I have to do!"
He looked back into Jessalyn's eyes. These words were for her specifically: "Lynn is alive. You will be reunited with her again. Come quietly with me, and I will let you speak to her."
There was a moment of silence. Tyler's mouth fell slightly agape as he peered curiously at this woman who apparently knew Lynn. The fact that she was pregnant... this was likely Lynn's friend. As if whatever otherworldly powers that existed had decided to hand him a present. It was definitely a sign, and in that moment, Tyler felt overwhelmingly assure of himself.
But then she started asking even more questions. Questions that proved her naivety. Questions that proved everyone's naivety. No one understood him or his vision. Not his most loyal men, not his ex-girlfriend, not even his own daughter. All anyone ever did was stand in his way.
"What do I do to women, then?" Tyler asked. "What is it that you think I do? Because I thought Lynn would understand better than anyone what I do to women." He stepped forward now, his right hand balling into a fist. This woman dared to suggest he would hurt his children. Brad started to move with him but Tyler held a hand out for him to stay. "I want your child to live. I want it to live and become a part of something bigger than just you or I." He looked past Jessalyn to speak to everyone now. "I do not do what I do out of selfish desire." He practically spat out the words. "I do what I have to do!"
He looked back into Jessalyn's eyes. These words were for her specifically: "Lynn is alive. You will be reunited with her again. Come quietly with me, and I will let you speak to her."
Tyler - The Road
Tyler exchanged a look with Brad before stepping toward the girl. Brad stepped in turn with him obediently. Al and Gregory stepped away from the supplies, their job done for now. A few feet from the 'line', Tyler stopped and shrugged. "Well, she's certainly pregnant," he said. He hadn't doubted that this woman would be; He was looking for cuts and bruises or some sign of physical impairment. It wouldn't do to receive a woman two steps away from a miscarriage. However, like described, she appeared to be a healthy woman, and no more damaged than anyone could expect in this world.
"You just come over to us," Brad said. "Everyone else stay back."
Tyler turned his head slightly to look at Brad. The man was shifting his weight from one foot to the other. It wasn't an exaggerated movement; Brad was probably unaware he was even doing it. Then there was the twitch, the slight nervous tic that Brad often exhibited on his face. He was clearly anxious, and Tyler started to worry that Brad might do something rash.
"I'll treat you right," Tyler said to the woman in an effort to relax her. He needed her to be calm and not to something crazy to set Brad off. "I promise you that."
Tyler exchanged a look with Brad before stepping toward the girl. Brad stepped in turn with him obediently. Al and Gregory stepped away from the supplies, their job done for now. A few feet from the 'line', Tyler stopped and shrugged. "Well, she's certainly pregnant," he said. He hadn't doubted that this woman would be; He was looking for cuts and bruises or some sign of physical impairment. It wouldn't do to receive a woman two steps away from a miscarriage. However, like described, she appeared to be a healthy woman, and no more damaged than anyone could expect in this world.
"You just come over to us," Brad said. "Everyone else stay back."
Tyler turned his head slightly to look at Brad. The man was shifting his weight from one foot to the other. It wasn't an exaggerated movement; Brad was probably unaware he was even doing it. Then there was the twitch, the slight nervous tic that Brad often exhibited on his face. He was clearly anxious, and Tyler started to worry that Brad might do something rash.
"I'll treat you right," Tyler said to the woman in an effort to relax her. He needed her to be calm and not to something crazy to set Brad off. "I promise you that."
Axel said
And Mark?
Oh, sorry, I thought Panda already got to you. He's accepted (I like the sheet btw)
solamelike said
*Giggles immaturely*
Lmao, WELL OKAY THEN.
Btw, I've made a character list.
Kirra said
EDIT: Oh and I wanted to check with you guys if you all are alright with a few longer posts at time since I get carried away at times but I know that some people in Casual are not always a fan of larger posts so I wanted to check before I get carried away on a post in the future. If not no worries, I'll be careful not to write a wall of text.
I'm personally fine with whatever the length, giant or small.
Anyway, I really should get to posting now.
The Bull - Catacombs - Floyd/Katie/Harley
The Bull's eyes widened as Floyd grabbed Harley away from him and proceeded to smash the man's face against the wall. Bull could only stare as Harley fell to the ground, his hands to his face and cursing up a storm. It was a bit nuts, but Bull figured Floyd just had something to prove.
"Ya got sumthin you wanna tell me?!"
Bull shrugged. You see, he liked it when a man had something prove, especially one as entertaining as this one. "That's nothin' compared to what Tyler will do to him if he really was stealing." He peered down at the little girl still cowering behind Floyd. Bull lowered himself to his knees, though the action strained him slightly. Sometimes, he felt far too out of shape for his own good. "Not that I don't believe you. But Lauren is probably worried sick about you."
Sighing, Bull pushed himself to stand. He grabbed Harley by his shirt and lifted him to his feet. "I-I didn't--" Harley coughed on his own blood and wobbled on his feet. "F-Fuck!"
Bull felt like laughing at the stupid fucker's face.
"I'll deal with him, you take Katie back to her room. She should know the way." There was no way Bull could leave Floyd with this guy after that. He was probably going to be killed anyway, but their was a procedure to follow. He shoved Harley down the hall. "Get the hell going so we can clean you up."
Tyler - The Road
"I'm not sure why the procedure is changing so suddenly without forewarning."
Tyler stood next to Brad, his eyes looking at each man before them in turn. None of them appeared to be Eli, the man who was always asking about his former wife. Brad was right, all of this was bullshit. Asking for triple and changing the procedure, Haywood was assuming he was willing to put up a lot for one pregnant woman. Tyler could feel his pulse quickening, his face growing hot; He was growing angry with these people, but he had to keep himself in check. All he needed was to see the woman, to have her.
Then one of them was holding the van's slide-door handle. "She's in here Tyler, like always," he said. 'Like always', as if anything about this deal was the usual.
Brad grabbed Tyler by the arm. "Bring her out, then," he said, his other arm pointing to the ground. "You walk her out of the van, and we pretend there's a line between us. Right here." His pointed hand gestured to the centre of the road between them and made a line in the air.
Tyler took a step forward and shrugged Brad off. He kept the man around for a reason; Brad was a paranoid mess, and dedicated to his boss to a degree that sometimes made Tyler uncomfortable, but those were good traits to have in a second-in-command these days. "Sounds good to me," Tyler said. "Get your men back on your side and my men will carry over your supplies. Then we get the girl." He put a hand into the air, his palm flat out toward the guy beside the van. "But only the girl and the supplies cross the line at this point. It's only fair, after all these changes you've made." With that said, Tyler stepped back to stand just before the truck. Brad took his place next to him.
"And get her out of that van so I know she fucking exists."
The Bull's eyes widened as Floyd grabbed Harley away from him and proceeded to smash the man's face against the wall. Bull could only stare as Harley fell to the ground, his hands to his face and cursing up a storm. It was a bit nuts, but Bull figured Floyd just had something to prove.
"Ya got sumthin you wanna tell me?!"
Bull shrugged. You see, he liked it when a man had something prove, especially one as entertaining as this one. "That's nothin' compared to what Tyler will do to him if he really was stealing." He peered down at the little girl still cowering behind Floyd. Bull lowered himself to his knees, though the action strained him slightly. Sometimes, he felt far too out of shape for his own good. "Not that I don't believe you. But Lauren is probably worried sick about you."
Sighing, Bull pushed himself to stand. He grabbed Harley by his shirt and lifted him to his feet. "I-I didn't--" Harley coughed on his own blood and wobbled on his feet. "F-Fuck!"
Bull felt like laughing at the stupid fucker's face.
"I'll deal with him, you take Katie back to her room. She should know the way." There was no way Bull could leave Floyd with this guy after that. He was probably going to be killed anyway, but their was a procedure to follow. He shoved Harley down the hall. "Get the hell going so we can clean you up."
Tyler - The Road
"I'm not sure why the procedure is changing so suddenly without forewarning."
Tyler stood next to Brad, his eyes looking at each man before them in turn. None of them appeared to be Eli, the man who was always asking about his former wife. Brad was right, all of this was bullshit. Asking for triple and changing the procedure, Haywood was assuming he was willing to put up a lot for one pregnant woman. Tyler could feel his pulse quickening, his face growing hot; He was growing angry with these people, but he had to keep himself in check. All he needed was to see the woman, to have her.
Then one of them was holding the van's slide-door handle. "She's in here Tyler, like always," he said. 'Like always', as if anything about this deal was the usual.
Brad grabbed Tyler by the arm. "Bring her out, then," he said, his other arm pointing to the ground. "You walk her out of the van, and we pretend there's a line between us. Right here." His pointed hand gestured to the centre of the road between them and made a line in the air.
Tyler took a step forward and shrugged Brad off. He kept the man around for a reason; Brad was a paranoid mess, and dedicated to his boss to a degree that sometimes made Tyler uncomfortable, but those were good traits to have in a second-in-command these days. "Sounds good to me," Tyler said. "Get your men back on your side and my men will carry over your supplies. Then we get the girl." He put a hand into the air, his palm flat out toward the guy beside the van. "But only the girl and the supplies cross the line at this point. It's only fair, after all these changes you've made." With that said, Tyler stepped back to stand just before the truck. Brad took his place next to him.
"And get her out of that van so I know she fucking exists."
xcalx1dw said
Appearance : Just ignore the GIANT FLOATING TEXTName :Matt ShardAge : 25Skill : Matt can think of ways to get out of any situation.Weapon (up three): Whatever is around him. But he does keep a dagger just in case.Personality : Matt tends to talk a lot. He can constantly talk until you give him what he wants. and if you don't then he'll find other ways to He could make you feel like he's your best friend, then betray you just like that. For him nothing goes to waste, He can often find ways to twist situations into his advantage. However, some people he can difficult. Especially children, he despises children. But thankfully for him, he doesn't exactly encounter them much.Brief Bio : Matt comes from a family known for being rather "Untrustworthy" He grew up with a family that would get what they want through many means. He never really had friends, more like people he could ask favors for. Well, more like make them do favors for him. He was living in a flat when the outbreak happened. He thought it was rather unfortunate, but maybe he could help himself? I have no idea if I should put him with the raiders or somewhere else...
Considering the events to come, I would either have him starting in Haywood or going there. The raiders are about to implode soon.
The Bull - Catacombs - Floyd & Katie
There was indeed a place to get cleaned up, and the Bull was happy to show the new guy around. Bull had taken a liking to the man, even if he seemed to be distant piece of work. They couldn't get running water into the catacombs, but kept water and soap in a few rooms close to the surface. "You ever have a sponge bath before?" Bull had asked, amusedly. "You get fuckin' used to it, so don't worry!" When they checked out the armory, Bull was quick to inform him that he would go weaponless for a little while. They had trust issues down here. Of course, the Bull laughed it off like it was nothing. Heck, maybe he'd share a little something with Floyd if the guy ever decided to open up.
Bull was on his way to showing Floyd where the supplies were kept when a little munchkin attacked Floyd's legs. It took Bull a moment to realize what was happening before he grabbed the man reaching for her. "The fuck are you doing?" he growled.
It was Harley, the rat-faced punk that pissed most everyone off half the time. Bull in particular wasn't very fond of the way he talked to Lauren. Harley was shaking now, his squinty little eyes looking every which way. "The little brat was sneaking around our supplies fucking sniffing around," he said.
Bull looked down at Katie, who had attached herself to Floyd's leg. She looked more angry than scared; She was certainly Tyler's daughter. Shaking his head, Bull said, "You're an idiot, you know that? You must not appreciate livin' that much if you're calling the boss' kid a brat." Harley didn't respond to this, so Bull turned toward Katie. "Lauren's supposed to be watching you..." He shook Harley. "You said this shit was stealing?"
Brad - The Deal
Brad was squirming in his seat. He was driving the truck full of supplies with Tyler in the passenger seat. Al and Gregory were in the bed of the truck with the supplies, ready to carry them over when the time came. Brad stole glances at his boss, who had his arm out the open window. He was smiling, something he didn't do so often as of late. "... How far along is this woman, then?" Brad asked.
Tyler stared out the open window. "They don't know for sure, but she's far. She could give birth in a month, maybe." In the silence that followed, Tyler began tapping on the side of the truck.
"... The hell?" Brad said, suddenly slowing the vehicle down. Haywood had blocked the road nowhere near the community's gates. Brad gritted his teeth. "What are they doing? That's not how this works. They--"
"Brad." Tyler leaned over and placed a hand on the man's arm. "Calm down."
Brad shrugged Tyler off. "They ask for triple and then they do this! It's bullshit!"
Tyler stared at him. "I need the woman." With that, Tyler stepped out of the truck. "You two stay back for second while we figure this out," he said to the pair in the back. Brad begrudgingly followed Tyler's lead and left the vehicle.
As Brad and Tyler stepped away from the truck, Brad couldn't contain his anger. "What's with this, huh? What's the fucking deal?!" he yelled.
There was indeed a place to get cleaned up, and the Bull was happy to show the new guy around. Bull had taken a liking to the man, even if he seemed to be distant piece of work. They couldn't get running water into the catacombs, but kept water and soap in a few rooms close to the surface. "You ever have a sponge bath before?" Bull had asked, amusedly. "You get fuckin' used to it, so don't worry!" When they checked out the armory, Bull was quick to inform him that he would go weaponless for a little while. They had trust issues down here. Of course, the Bull laughed it off like it was nothing. Heck, maybe he'd share a little something with Floyd if the guy ever decided to open up.
Bull was on his way to showing Floyd where the supplies were kept when a little munchkin attacked Floyd's legs. It took Bull a moment to realize what was happening before he grabbed the man reaching for her. "The fuck are you doing?" he growled.
It was Harley, the rat-faced punk that pissed most everyone off half the time. Bull in particular wasn't very fond of the way he talked to Lauren. Harley was shaking now, his squinty little eyes looking every which way. "The little brat was sneaking around our supplies fucking sniffing around," he said.
Bull looked down at Katie, who had attached herself to Floyd's leg. She looked more angry than scared; She was certainly Tyler's daughter. Shaking his head, Bull said, "You're an idiot, you know that? You must not appreciate livin' that much if you're calling the boss' kid a brat." Harley didn't respond to this, so Bull turned toward Katie. "Lauren's supposed to be watching you..." He shook Harley. "You said this shit was stealing?"
Brad - The Deal
Brad was squirming in his seat. He was driving the truck full of supplies with Tyler in the passenger seat. Al and Gregory were in the bed of the truck with the supplies, ready to carry them over when the time came. Brad stole glances at his boss, who had his arm out the open window. He was smiling, something he didn't do so often as of late. "... How far along is this woman, then?" Brad asked.
Tyler stared out the open window. "They don't know for sure, but she's far. She could give birth in a month, maybe." In the silence that followed, Tyler began tapping on the side of the truck.
"... The hell?" Brad said, suddenly slowing the vehicle down. Haywood had blocked the road nowhere near the community's gates. Brad gritted his teeth. "What are they doing? That's not how this works. They--"
"Brad." Tyler leaned over and placed a hand on the man's arm. "Calm down."
Brad shrugged Tyler off. "They ask for triple and then they do this! It's bullshit!"
Tyler stared at him. "I need the woman." With that, Tyler stepped out of the truck. "You two stay back for second while we figure this out," he said to the pair in the back. Brad begrudgingly followed Tyler's lead and left the vehicle.
As Brad and Tyler stepped away from the truck, Brad couldn't contain his anger. "What's with this, huh? What's the fucking deal?!" he yelled.
Destiario said
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Don't go to any weddings.
(Accepted :P)
Stormberry said
Hi! :) I'm interested in joining but am unable to right mow due to school. Would I be able to join next weekend or something, please? If not, then I understand.
You'd be able to join then, no worries.
Name: William Erholtz
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Faction: Hunter
Appearance: His bushy mess of black hair tends to be what most people focus on. His bushy eyebrows sit atop dark squinty eyes over a small crooked nose that never healed right after being broken a few times. His face is sharp and angular, with a small spattering of stubble that will never grow into a proper beard. He's a fit guy who stands at 5'11", too skinny to be called big, but not enough to be considered gangly.
Short History: (I GUESS THIS ISN'T THAT SHORT IN HINDSIGHT, SORRY)
Weapons: - A semi-automatic assault rifle of some bloody kind
- 9mm pistol (small, simple, classic)
- A bladed weapon; Probably a machete
Other Equipment: - Generic Gear (Such as food, water, clothing). He's got a good amount of supplies on his person for the moment, basically.
- As for something unique, he's got riot gear for the torso only, and a locket he keeps on his person at all times.
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Faction: Hunter
Appearance: His bushy mess of black hair tends to be what most people focus on. His bushy eyebrows sit atop dark squinty eyes over a small crooked nose that never healed right after being broken a few times. His face is sharp and angular, with a small spattering of stubble that will never grow into a proper beard. He's a fit guy who stands at 5'11", too skinny to be called big, but not enough to be considered gangly.
Short History: (I GUESS THIS ISN'T THAT SHORT IN HINDSIGHT, SORRY)
Weapons: - A semi-automatic assault rifle of some bloody kind
- 9mm pistol (small, simple, classic)
- A bladed weapon; Probably a machete
Other Equipment: - Generic Gear (Such as food, water, clothing). He's got a good amount of supplies on his person for the moment, basically.
- As for something unique, he's got riot gear for the torso only, and a locket he keeps on his person at all times.
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