Katie - Underground - Exploring
After her daddy left Katie pouted. Staying in her room all the time was so boring. Lauren always treated Katie like a baby. She didn't want Lauren. She wanted her daddy.
Katie got to thinking. Her daddy wanted her to be safe, that was why she had to stay in her room so much. But if she could prove that she could take care of herself then maybe daddy would let her out more, maybe even let her go to the surface. The thought of the sunshine and the wind in her face made her smile.
Going to the door, Katie poked her head out and looked. No one was around. Forgetting to shut the door, as usual, the seven year old hurried down the hallway to the vent system. Climbing up inside the vent cover slammed shut with a clang that she was sure someone heard, but she just giggled. Everyone was too big to fit in the vents except for her. They'd never catch her in here.
After crawling around for a bit, spying on a couple of the big smelly men arm wrestling and playing with guns, Katie saw one man do something funny. He was in one of the rooms where daddy kept everything. He was in one of the rooms that had weapons, things that Katie wasn't allowed to look at much less touch. He was taking things out of a box and putting them in his pocket. Then he moved to another box and looked over his shoulder before putting some kind of large knife in his vest.
Was he... stealing...?
Katie instantly felt indignant. How dare he steal from her daddy?!
"That's bad! I'm going to tell on you!" she shouted before thinking.
The man whirled in surprise, then his eyes narrowed on the vent. Katie scrambled back and screamed when the man ripped off the vent cover and grabbed her before she could get away. When he pulled her out of the vent she bit him.
"You little f-cking brat!" he shouted.
"You said a bad word!" she accused and took off running. Now she had another reason to tell on him.
"Daddy!" she cried out as she ran, not really sure where she was going since she was so focused on getting away. "Daddy!" she cried again, getting scared now. The man was angry and getting closer. He nearly caught her a couple of times.
"I'm going to cut that nosy nose of yours off!" he growled and she screamed in fear. Turning a corner she plowed face first into a solid body of a man. He stunk and was covered in black stuff, but she didn't care. She ran behind him, using him as a shield/hiding place. "Don't let him hurt me!" she begged, holding on tightly to the man's pant leg. "He's a bad man! He was stealing!"
"Snot-nosed little bitch!" the man snarled and reached for her.
Jessalyn - Black Van - Fatigue
She was so tired... she barely felt herself being moved into the vehicle. She wrapped her arms protectively around her stomach, afraid of what was going to happen. A man's voice spoke calmly to her, saying something about a trade...
Jessalyn's eyes snapped open. They were still going to trade her?!
"No!" she screamed. "Please! Don't!" she cried, pushing the man's hand away. "Don't give me to him! He's the Devil! Please!"
More voices spoke, trying to reassure her, but she was so terrified and borderline exhausted that they didn't make much since. Finally one man had to wrap his arms around her in a comforting hug. He patted her head soothingly and repeated the same words over and over :
"You'll be safe. I promise. You'll be safe."
She didn't believe them. How could she? If they gave her to Tyler, her life would be an endless hell.
Lynn...
Floyd...
Where were they? She wanted them. She wanted safety.
She wanted... she wanted to sleep...
Finally the mental and emotional exhaustion took it's toll. Jess sagged against the one who was trying to calm her and cried silently. The movement of the van had a calming effect as well. She had almost fallen asleep when they stopped. Then she was alert and scared again.
"It's okay," the man assured her. "Tyler won't hurt you, I swear. I am sorry to put you in harms way, but we need you as a decoy in order to get Tyler out here so we can attack him directly."
So... this was all... a trap? For Tyler? They were going to stop his madness?
Jess swallowed hard and nodded. "What do I need to do?"
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I'm sorry I didn't post today guys. Had one of my not so good days when the medication doesn't work so well. Will be on tomorrow night, I swear.
Appearance: 
Name: Alyce Carter
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Faction:Survivor
Short History: She was only a year when the pandemic started. Her mother and one of her older brothers were killed within the first few days. Her dad survived for about ten years before getting infected. She has two more older brothers out there, but she hasn't seen them in a long time... for safety reasons. Alyce has learned that knowing things is dangerous, so she is quite happy to know nothing at all.
She works days as a resource manager, in other words she helps keep records of supplies such as food, water, clothing, medicine, weapons, ect. and assists in distribution to the populace. As a result, she is not that popular among the people, as some try to cozy up to her to get more stuff and others think she is hoarding things for herself, both of which aren't true.
Weapons: Knife, small Hand Gun
Other Equipment: shoulder bag, ID pass, flashlight, small med kit
Anything Else: I want chocolate...
Name: Alyce Carter
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Faction:Survivor
Short History: She was only a year when the pandemic started. Her mother and one of her older brothers were killed within the first few days. Her dad survived for about ten years before getting infected. She has two more older brothers out there, but she hasn't seen them in a long time... for safety reasons. Alyce has learned that knowing things is dangerous, so she is quite happy to know nothing at all.
She works days as a resource manager, in other words she helps keep records of supplies such as food, water, clothing, medicine, weapons, ect. and assists in distribution to the populace. As a result, she is not that popular among the people, as some try to cozy up to her to get more stuff and others think she is hoarding things for herself, both of which aren't true.
Weapons: Knife, small Hand Gun
Other Equipment: shoulder bag, ID pass, flashlight, small med kit
Anything Else: I want chocolate...
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not telling me about this? I see how it is...
jk I absolutely wanna join :)
jk I absolutely wanna join :)
I posted!! Yay me!! *claps*
Bella gripped Elise's hand tightly. "I hope so. This place is giving me the creeps."
Well, it was more then the creeps... it was more like... deja vu...
The trees, the landscape... it looked familiar to her somehow. Maybe she had seen something similar in a book or movie?
But her gut told her that wasn't the case. Something strange was going on here.
Once they reached the town Bella stopped short and stared open mouthed.
Was that... a... castle?
A castle?!
Had they been sucked back in time or something? It was a freaking medieval style castle!
And for some odd reason, just the site of it filled her with dread.
"Elise..." she said in a voice barely above a whisper, her eyes large with fear. "...I'm scared..."
Well, it was more then the creeps... it was more like... deja vu...
The trees, the landscape... it looked familiar to her somehow. Maybe she had seen something similar in a book or movie?
But her gut told her that wasn't the case. Something strange was going on here.
Once they reached the town Bella stopped short and stared open mouthed.
Was that... a... castle?
A castle?!
Had they been sucked back in time or something? It was a freaking medieval style castle!
And for some odd reason, just the site of it filled her with dread.
"Elise..." she said in a voice barely above a whisper, her eyes large with fear. "...I'm scared..."
Jessalyn - Haywood - Death is ugly
Jess managed to knock the chair away from the door before she felt a heavy hand grabbing at her shoulder. She gave a hoarse scream from her sore throat.
An instant later the door blew open. Jess didn't have time to close her eyes so she saw the whole thing.
Bruce's body flew backwards as the shots rang out. Blood spattered everywhere, getting spots on Jess' face and clothes. She stared wide-eyed as he bled to death. The Haywood guards blocked her view of the body.
Now that the threat was gone Jess began to shake. So close... she and her baby had come so close to death... that had been the closest brush so far...
And for it to be the father of her baby...
Jess buried her face into her hands and started to sob.
Why? Why had he hated her and their baby so much? Men were supposed to be happy when they had children, or even if they weren't happy they just ignored it. She had never seen such anger, such hatred, such a desire to destroy.
The guards tried to ask her if she was okay but she barely understood them. Red marks from his fingers on her neck were now turning purple, beginning to bruise. Her face was streaked with tears and her eyes seemed glazed over. Her hair was messy and her clothes rumpled from the struggle.
One of the guards lifted her up and carried her out of the cellblock and to a residential building. People whispered and stared. Jess closed her eyes, not wanting them to see this moment of weakness and despair. If she had just killed Bruce herself he wouldn't have had a chance to try to hurt her baby. But even as she thought it, she knew she couldn't have done it. Even now, knowing how much he had hated her, she couldn't see herself killing him or anyone. She just didn't have it in her to kill. That made her a weakling, a burden to those around her.
She was laid on a bed in one of the rooms and, while one of the other guards sat with her, the one who had carried her ran off to find someone, anyone, who could help her.
Jess managed to knock the chair away from the door before she felt a heavy hand grabbing at her shoulder. She gave a hoarse scream from her sore throat.
An instant later the door blew open. Jess didn't have time to close her eyes so she saw the whole thing.
Bruce's body flew backwards as the shots rang out. Blood spattered everywhere, getting spots on Jess' face and clothes. She stared wide-eyed as he bled to death. The Haywood guards blocked her view of the body.
Now that the threat was gone Jess began to shake. So close... she and her baby had come so close to death... that had been the closest brush so far...
And for it to be the father of her baby...
Jess buried her face into her hands and started to sob.
Why? Why had he hated her and their baby so much? Men were supposed to be happy when they had children, or even if they weren't happy they just ignored it. She had never seen such anger, such hatred, such a desire to destroy.
The guards tried to ask her if she was okay but she barely understood them. Red marks from his fingers on her neck were now turning purple, beginning to bruise. Her face was streaked with tears and her eyes seemed glazed over. Her hair was messy and her clothes rumpled from the struggle.
One of the guards lifted her up and carried her out of the cellblock and to a residential building. People whispered and stared. Jess closed her eyes, not wanting them to see this moment of weakness and despair. If she had just killed Bruce herself he wouldn't have had a chance to try to hurt her baby. But even as she thought it, she knew she couldn't have done it. Even now, knowing how much he had hated her, she couldn't see herself killing him or anyone. She just didn't have it in her to kill. That made her a weakling, a burden to those around her.
She was laid on a bed in one of the rooms and, while one of the other guards sat with her, the one who had carried her ran off to find someone, anyone, who could help her.
Katie - Underground - Tyler
Katie made a sad face. She wished she could have someone to play with. Her daddy was to busy all the time, and she was left alone. Making the smelly men angry was fun, but after a while it got boring. And Lauren wasn't very good at playing.
Katie was going to ask if she could meet the girl again, but the look on her daddy's face told her not to ask. She stayed quiet for a few more minutes, then laid her head on his chest and hugged him.
"Can't I come with you Daddy? I don't want to stay in my room. Please?"
Lynn - Underground Cell - Emma
Lynn shrugged. "There's nothing you can do so you might as well just accept it honey. Trust me, if I could get him to take me instead of you I would, but Tyler hates my f*cking guts. Plus I'm not much to look at right now," she added with a laugh that made her wince. "Naw, I'm done. Next time they put me in that arena I'm going to die. But I am not going down without a fight. I'm going to die fighting. Maybe after I'm turned into a walker Tyler will keep me as a pet and I'll get the chance to eat his brains. But I'm not that lucky."
The girl was sweet. She'd be a good mother, just like Jess.
Jess... wherever that kid was, Lynn hoped she was okay. Hopefully the redneck was treating her well, keeping her safe.
Jess - Haywood Cell - Bruce
Jess was truly shocked when Bruce attacked her. She should have known, but she had just hoped that...
He would never change... people like him could never change...
She tried to scream as his hands came around her neck. Her hands gripped his wrists, her nails digging into his skin, but it did no good. He was a like a man possessed.
Her lungs began to burn. She scrambled, trying to push him off of her. She tried digging her nails into the skin of his face, causing scratches to form and his face to bleed.
Her vision started going dark...
no... not her baby... not her baby...
Lynn... Floyd... what was she supposed to do...
She couldn't die like this... she had survived too much... her baby couldn't die like this...
With all the strength she could muster, Jess gave a hard kick to the one place on a man that Lynn had taught her was their most sensitive and prized area:
his groin.
Once he released her, she could try to make it to the door. All she needed was to knock the chair out of place, then the men with the guns could come in and help her.
Then she was leaving this place.
Katie made a sad face. She wished she could have someone to play with. Her daddy was to busy all the time, and she was left alone. Making the smelly men angry was fun, but after a while it got boring. And Lauren wasn't very good at playing.
Katie was going to ask if she could meet the girl again, but the look on her daddy's face told her not to ask. She stayed quiet for a few more minutes, then laid her head on his chest and hugged him.
"Can't I come with you Daddy? I don't want to stay in my room. Please?"
Lynn - Underground Cell - Emma
Lynn shrugged. "There's nothing you can do so you might as well just accept it honey. Trust me, if I could get him to take me instead of you I would, but Tyler hates my f*cking guts. Plus I'm not much to look at right now," she added with a laugh that made her wince. "Naw, I'm done. Next time they put me in that arena I'm going to die. But I am not going down without a fight. I'm going to die fighting. Maybe after I'm turned into a walker Tyler will keep me as a pet and I'll get the chance to eat his brains. But I'm not that lucky."
The girl was sweet. She'd be a good mother, just like Jess.
Jess... wherever that kid was, Lynn hoped she was okay. Hopefully the redneck was treating her well, keeping her safe.
Jess - Haywood Cell - Bruce
Jess was truly shocked when Bruce attacked her. She should have known, but she had just hoped that...
He would never change... people like him could never change...
She tried to scream as his hands came around her neck. Her hands gripped his wrists, her nails digging into his skin, but it did no good. He was a like a man possessed.
Her lungs began to burn. She scrambled, trying to push him off of her. She tried digging her nails into the skin of his face, causing scratches to form and his face to bleed.
Her vision started going dark...
no... not her baby... not her baby...
Lynn... Floyd... what was she supposed to do...
She couldn't die like this... she had survived too much... her baby couldn't die like this...
With all the strength she could muster, Jess gave a hard kick to the one place on a man that Lynn had taught her was their most sensitive and prized area:
his groin.
Once he released her, she could try to make it to the door. All she needed was to knock the chair out of place, then the men with the guns could come in and help her.
Then she was leaving this place.
Jess - Haywood - Bruce
Jess could hardly believe her ears. She had been expecting a verbal attack, nasty words meant to scar her.
Instead she got an apology from a man who was remorseful and scared. How could he still love her after all of this? All of those horrible things he had said?
She shook her head. "Bruce... how am I supposed to believe you now? After every-" her voice broke and her hand went up to cover her mouth. She took a few breaths until the urge to cry passed. "I don't know if you really mean what you are saying. You say whatever works for you in the situation."
But despite this she sighed. She couldn't resist someone asking for help, even if it was Bruce.
"I'll help you, because I am trying to remain a good person in this savage world. I do not believe that you love me though. I think that is your desperation talking. I would rather you not say such things unless you are sure that you mean it. Time will tell if you do."
She tucked her hair behind her ear and thought about what she would say to the people outside. "You know Bruce, you should just tell them what you just told me. You made some mistakes... several very bad mistakes. But they happened. They can't be changed now. But you can change how you do things from here on out. You are not going to get their trust back right away. Trust has to be earned. So find out how you can earn it. But no matter what happens, I can't stay here Bruce. Floyd... he saved my life. And now he's out there somewhere. I need to go and find him. Lynn too."
Going behind him, she untied his hands. Coming back around, she gently touched his face near his eye. "I wish I had something to help with the pain, but as long as you keep it clean it will heal just fine."
She pulled him to his feet and brushed off his shoulders. "I'll walk with you. They won't take a chance on hurting me while I am pregnant. Just remember : tell the truth. Tell them how you feel about everything. Everything is going to be okay. I have to believe that, because that is the reason I keep going."
Jess could hardly believe her ears. She had been expecting a verbal attack, nasty words meant to scar her.
Instead she got an apology from a man who was remorseful and scared. How could he still love her after all of this? All of those horrible things he had said?
She shook her head. "Bruce... how am I supposed to believe you now? After every-" her voice broke and her hand went up to cover her mouth. She took a few breaths until the urge to cry passed. "I don't know if you really mean what you are saying. You say whatever works for you in the situation."
But despite this she sighed. She couldn't resist someone asking for help, even if it was Bruce.
"I'll help you, because I am trying to remain a good person in this savage world. I do not believe that you love me though. I think that is your desperation talking. I would rather you not say such things unless you are sure that you mean it. Time will tell if you do."
She tucked her hair behind her ear and thought about what she would say to the people outside. "You know Bruce, you should just tell them what you just told me. You made some mistakes... several very bad mistakes. But they happened. They can't be changed now. But you can change how you do things from here on out. You are not going to get their trust back right away. Trust has to be earned. So find out how you can earn it. But no matter what happens, I can't stay here Bruce. Floyd... he saved my life. And now he's out there somewhere. I need to go and find him. Lynn too."
Going behind him, she untied his hands. Coming back around, she gently touched his face near his eye. "I wish I had something to help with the pain, but as long as you keep it clean it will heal just fine."
She pulled him to his feet and brushed off his shoulders. "I'll walk with you. They won't take a chance on hurting me while I am pregnant. Just remember : tell the truth. Tell them how you feel about everything. Everything is going to be okay. I have to believe that, because that is the reason I keep going."
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