Jessalyn - House - Floyd
Jess was quite happy, sitting there washing clothes. It was actually very peaceful. You could almost forget that the world had gone to hell. Here, in the swamp, it seemed untouched.
But the peace did not last long. Jess jumped nearly a foot when Floyd came stomping in, shattering the peace with his yelling. She opened her mouth to speak, but he wouldn't let her get a word in edgewise. Then he was dragging her to her feet and stomping off, just assuming she would follow.
That was it. Jess had reached her limit. She had tried being nice. She had tried being polite. Now, it was time to be serious.
When the got back to the house, Jess reached over and slammed the door shut without going in.
"I am going to say this out here and away from Abram. I don't expect you to appreciate me preserving your manly pride in front of him, but I am doing it anyway because I genuinely do respect you. Now you isten," she said, putting her finger into his chest and one hand on her hip. "Every time I have spoken to you I have been respectful and polite. I have bent over backwards to preserve your feelings and to not offend you. Now I think you should at least show me the same courtesy. I am tired of feeling like a stray dog you picked up on the side of the road and have to take care of out of guilt. I want you to care for me as a woman, not a charity case."
She removed her finger from his chest and crossed her arms. Frowning and telling off a man taller then you was not easy, but she managed it.
"I appreciate all that you do for me, how much you have done. I appreciate you not leaving me behind. You are the first real man I have ever met. But I want to be able to talk to you without fearing that I am going to offend you and have you stomping away to pout. No more talking to me like I'm a five year old and no more treating me like I can't think for myself. I went to wash the clothes because I didn't want to bother you. I was trying to not be a burden, I was trying to be considerate of you. And no I have not used a gun before but I have seen more then my fair share of shooting to figure it out."
Angry tears formed in her eyes and she looked away. "Since we've met I'm not sure if you've ever seen me as a woman and not a little girl. I'm not as young as you think I am or as naive. Life has seen to that. I don't know what I have to do to make you start seeing me as a woman. I certainly see you as a man."
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Katie - Haywood - Rob
Katie peered at the man through her tears. "Nothing is okay," she told him. "They took Bull away. Lauren is still hurt. And my daddy... I don't know what happened to him. If he didn't go away like mommy did, then why isn't he here? I want him here," she said. "I want my daddy to cuddle me and say everything is good again."
She wrapped her little arms around herself. "And now Emma is sad too. Everyone is sad or mad. I don't understand."
She looked at towards the flowers again. "I want to pick flowers for Emma, to make her happy again. I don't want everyone to keep being sad and mad."
Some guards went walking by and Katie scrambled behind Rob's leg to hide from their view. She didn't trust any person who had a gun. People with guns were bad. People with guns had taken her daddy away from her.
But she would probably need a gun if she wanted to go and find her daddy...
The guards passed by and Katie wondered absently where they got their guns from before looking back at the man. "Are you going to be mean like that other man? Because if you are I will hate you," she said, folding her arms. "But if you aren't, then I won't hate you."
Katie peered at the man through her tears. "Nothing is okay," she told him. "They took Bull away. Lauren is still hurt. And my daddy... I don't know what happened to him. If he didn't go away like mommy did, then why isn't he here? I want him here," she said. "I want my daddy to cuddle me and say everything is good again."
She wrapped her little arms around herself. "And now Emma is sad too. Everyone is sad or mad. I don't understand."
She looked at towards the flowers again. "I want to pick flowers for Emma, to make her happy again. I don't want everyone to keep being sad and mad."
Some guards went walking by and Katie scrambled behind Rob's leg to hide from their view. She didn't trust any person who had a gun. People with guns were bad. People with guns had taken her daddy away from her.
But she would probably need a gun if she wanted to go and find her daddy...
The guards passed by and Katie wondered absently where they got their guns from before looking back at the man. "Are you going to be mean like that other man? Because if you are I will hate you," she said, folding her arms. "But if you aren't, then I won't hate you."
hey 696969, just a friendly reminder : look at how the beginning of everyone's posts start. We post, in bold, the name of the character we are playing, where they are and who they are interacting with or, if there is no one around your character, where they are heading for. It helps with keeping track of everyone and making sure no one gets ignored.
:)
Also, you can choose who you would like to come across. Most characters are in Haywood (a fenced in, heavily guarded community), at the Outpost in the woods, or at the House in the swamp. You can pick a group (I would suggest either Outpost or House) and go from there.
:)
Also, you can choose who you would like to come across. Most characters are in Haywood (a fenced in, heavily guarded community), at the Outpost in the woods, or at the House in the swamp. You can pick a group (I would suggest either Outpost or House) and go from there.
Katie - Haywood - Rob
Katie looked up quickly at the voice. It was a man. A stranger.
She yelped and scrambled backwards. "Emma?" she called softly, fearfully. But he only asked what she was doing. She swallowed hard. If this had been the underground she would have mouthed off and stuck her tongue out at the man before running to her daddy. But this was not the underground and her daddy wasn't here.
She pointed with a shaky hand to the flowers on the other side of the fence. Well, to the weeds on the other side of the fence.
"Th-those," she said in a small voice. "I w-wanted those for Emma," she explained. "She's sad. I wanted to make her f-feel better."
She hoped she wasn't in trouble. She had no daddy to hide behind if she was.
She had no daddy...
Her daddy was gone...
And that was enough to get the tears flowing. Katie started to cry, little drops falling from her eyes as she wiped at her eyes. "I want my daddy," she cried. "I want my daddy..."
Katie looked up quickly at the voice. It was a man. A stranger.
She yelped and scrambled backwards. "Emma?" she called softly, fearfully. But he only asked what she was doing. She swallowed hard. If this had been the underground she would have mouthed off and stuck her tongue out at the man before running to her daddy. But this was not the underground and her daddy wasn't here.
She pointed with a shaky hand to the flowers on the other side of the fence. Well, to the weeds on the other side of the fence.
"Th-those," she said in a small voice. "I w-wanted those for Emma," she explained. "She's sad. I wanted to make her f-feel better."
She hoped she wasn't in trouble. She had no daddy to hide behind if she was.
She had no daddy...
Her daddy was gone...
And that was enough to get the tears flowing. Katie started to cry, little drops falling from her eyes as she wiped at her eyes. "I want my daddy," she cried. "I want my daddy..."
I am very grateful for your praise of this rp 6969696. Thank you. We have worked very hard on this rp and I am always very touched and amazed by how far it has come and that it is still going strong. Your character is accepted happily and I am looking forward to rping with you.
Katie - Haywood - Curious...
Emma didn't reply when Katie was talking to her. Katie's face fell and she backed away. "Okay... I'll leave you alone..."
Maybe she was too upset to talk right now. Katie left the room quietly, upset at how sad and distant Emma was. Since Bull had been taken away and Lauren was sick Katie didn't really have anyone else. She had thought Emma would be the one she clung to, but now she was feeling bad.
Katie went down the stairs and out the door. No one really noticed her. Maybe she could find something to make Emma feel better.
Outside people were wandering around. No one paid any attention to Katie. Normally she would have done something about that, but she didn't like it here. It was better for her to not be noticed. If no one noticed her then no one could stop her or tell her no.
Katie wandered around a fair bit until she approached the fence. It was really high, but Katie was sure she could climb it. Except there was barbed wire at the top. Maybe she couldn't climb it after all.
On the other side of the fence was grass and trees and...
Flowers!
Little yellow flowers were growing just on the other side of the fence! Katie raced over and knelt in front of where a few were growing in a cluster. They were actually weeds, but Katie was too young to tell the difference. To her they were flowers. She reached her little had through the fence and stretched for the flowers. She could just barely reach them. She pressed up against the fence, putting her arm through up to her shoulder, making little grunting noises as she struggled to reach the small yellow flowers.
Jessalyn - House - Outside
Jessalyn took the gun and a cardboard box with dirty clothes went outside. Taking a deep breath, she entered the woods.
It took quite a while to find a decent place to wash. A lot of the water she came across was questionable-looking. It took her around a half hour of wandering around, but still staying close to the house, before she found a spot in the swamp that was away from the trees to prevent an ambush and had clean looking water.
Sitting on a rock, so she could move quicker then if she kneeled, Jess laid the gun beside her and started washing. She had no soap, but even just rinsing them and scrubbing would help with the smell and the stains.
She kept an ear out for any sounds but all she heard were birds. It was rather lonely and she wished Floyd was there with her. She wondered if he was still upset with her. she didn't like it, him being upset, about anything. But she also wished that he would not get upset about things so quickly. She had tried every way she could think of to say what she had to say without offending him and yet she had still done it anyway.
Hopefully one day she'd learn how to speak to him without offending. Hopefully one day they would be able to tell each other anything... and everything... And hopefully, one day, she would be able to express how she felt about him. And hopefully, maybe, just maybe, he would feel the same way.
Emma didn't reply when Katie was talking to her. Katie's face fell and she backed away. "Okay... I'll leave you alone..."
Maybe she was too upset to talk right now. Katie left the room quietly, upset at how sad and distant Emma was. Since Bull had been taken away and Lauren was sick Katie didn't really have anyone else. She had thought Emma would be the one she clung to, but now she was feeling bad.
Katie went down the stairs and out the door. No one really noticed her. Maybe she could find something to make Emma feel better.
Outside people were wandering around. No one paid any attention to Katie. Normally she would have done something about that, but she didn't like it here. It was better for her to not be noticed. If no one noticed her then no one could stop her or tell her no.
Katie wandered around a fair bit until she approached the fence. It was really high, but Katie was sure she could climb it. Except there was barbed wire at the top. Maybe she couldn't climb it after all.
On the other side of the fence was grass and trees and...
Flowers!
Little yellow flowers were growing just on the other side of the fence! Katie raced over and knelt in front of where a few were growing in a cluster. They were actually weeds, but Katie was too young to tell the difference. To her they were flowers. She reached her little had through the fence and stretched for the flowers. She could just barely reach them. She pressed up against the fence, putting her arm through up to her shoulder, making little grunting noises as she struggled to reach the small yellow flowers.
Jessalyn - House - Outside
Jessalyn took the gun and a cardboard box with dirty clothes went outside. Taking a deep breath, she entered the woods.
It took quite a while to find a decent place to wash. A lot of the water she came across was questionable-looking. It took her around a half hour of wandering around, but still staying close to the house, before she found a spot in the swamp that was away from the trees to prevent an ambush and had clean looking water.
Sitting on a rock, so she could move quicker then if she kneeled, Jess laid the gun beside her and started washing. She had no soap, but even just rinsing them and scrubbing would help with the smell and the stains.
She kept an ear out for any sounds but all she heard were birds. It was rather lonely and she wished Floyd was there with her. She wondered if he was still upset with her. she didn't like it, him being upset, about anything. But she also wished that he would not get upset about things so quickly. She had tried every way she could think of to say what she had to say without offending him and yet she had still done it anyway.
Hopefully one day she'd learn how to speak to him without offending. Hopefully one day they would be able to tell each other anything... and everything... And hopefully, one day, she would be able to express how she felt about him. And hopefully, maybe, just maybe, he would feel the same way.
so...... there is a bit of a lag in posting right now...
I will do my best to fix this and make things exciting again. It may be open the box of evil
uh... I mean, the 'surprise box' ...
I will do my best to fix this and make things exciting again. It may be open the box of evil
uh... I mean, the 'surprise box' ...
sad kitten is sad...
*cries*
*cries*
Jessalyn - House - Floyd, Abram
Jess' face fell when Floyd left the room. How did she always manage to upset him? She had tried her best not to. She was afraid for him. She was afraid for all of them.
Her first thought was to go after him, but then she figured she would probably just upset him more. So she left him alone for now, hoping he would realize later that she had been trying to help.
Getting up from the table, she went in search of Abarm. Once she found him she forced a friendly smile, even though she was feeling awful. "We... I," she amended. "I would very much appreciate you staying until Floyd is stronger, to take the pressure off of him so he can focus on healing. If you would like to that is."
A little later Jessalyn ventured outside. It was quiet and calm. Birds were singing and she could see squirrels hopping through the trees.
Jess walked around the house, looking it over. She might not be able to do much physical labor, but she could at least note where the house needed to be fixed up and made stronger.
The foundation was concrete, so there was no chance of walkers or anyone else getting under the house. The windows needed to be reinforced, but the structure itself looked good.
On the side of the house she found an overgrown garden bed of what looked like flowers and herbs and a few vegetables. She could make out tomatoes, carrots and wild onions. Getting down on her knees was slow and a little hard but she managed it. From that spot she started pulling weeds. There was a metal spike with a sign on it set in the ground. The sign said "God's work is found in a garden". Removing the sign, she kept the metal spike in her hand in case of an attack by either walker, raider or animal.
There was some kind of shed behind the house, but she figured she could explore that later. Hopefully it hadn't been picked clean and there were some tools to be found inside of it.
By the time she had cleared out a good sized area of the garden it was very hot outside. Getting up was very difficult, but she managed after a few minutes. She had never felt the pregnancy weight more then she did right now. There was a sheen of sweat across her forehead, her hair was sticking to her face and her skin was pink and on it's way to being sunburned. Her hands were dirty and red and her fingers were sore.
Jess waddled into the kicthen, getting a wash clothe and wetting it with some water from the bottle. She wiped her face, neck and shoulders. She wondered how close they were to a swamp or bayou. Rinsing off in the water sounded very nice to her right now. If she took one of the guns, maybe she could go without bothering Floyd. He had seemed like he wanted his space right now.
The gun that Abram had given Floyd was still on the table and it had a few rounds in it. Jess picked it up and held it in her hand, getting a feel for the weight of it. It felt strange in her hand, very awkward.
Jess' face fell when Floyd left the room. How did she always manage to upset him? She had tried her best not to. She was afraid for him. She was afraid for all of them.
Her first thought was to go after him, but then she figured she would probably just upset him more. So she left him alone for now, hoping he would realize later that she had been trying to help.
Getting up from the table, she went in search of Abarm. Once she found him she forced a friendly smile, even though she was feeling awful. "We... I," she amended. "I would very much appreciate you staying until Floyd is stronger, to take the pressure off of him so he can focus on healing. If you would like to that is."
A little later Jessalyn ventured outside. It was quiet and calm. Birds were singing and she could see squirrels hopping through the trees.
Jess walked around the house, looking it over. She might not be able to do much physical labor, but she could at least note where the house needed to be fixed up and made stronger.
The foundation was concrete, so there was no chance of walkers or anyone else getting under the house. The windows needed to be reinforced, but the structure itself looked good.
On the side of the house she found an overgrown garden bed of what looked like flowers and herbs and a few vegetables. She could make out tomatoes, carrots and wild onions. Getting down on her knees was slow and a little hard but she managed it. From that spot she started pulling weeds. There was a metal spike with a sign on it set in the ground. The sign said "God's work is found in a garden". Removing the sign, she kept the metal spike in her hand in case of an attack by either walker, raider or animal.
There was some kind of shed behind the house, but she figured she could explore that later. Hopefully it hadn't been picked clean and there were some tools to be found inside of it.
By the time she had cleared out a good sized area of the garden it was very hot outside. Getting up was very difficult, but she managed after a few minutes. She had never felt the pregnancy weight more then she did right now. There was a sheen of sweat across her forehead, her hair was sticking to her face and her skin was pink and on it's way to being sunburned. Her hands were dirty and red and her fingers were sore.
Jess waddled into the kicthen, getting a wash clothe and wetting it with some water from the bottle. She wiped her face, neck and shoulders. She wondered how close they were to a swamp or bayou. Rinsing off in the water sounded very nice to her right now. If she took one of the guns, maybe she could go without bothering Floyd. He had seemed like he wanted his space right now.
The gun that Abram had given Floyd was still on the table and it had a few rounds in it. Jess picked it up and held it in her hand, getting a feel for the weight of it. It felt strange in her hand, very awkward.
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