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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea Will let you know once I get the personality additions included and if I'm making any changes to prominent personality traits. Will do our PM thing and then get on it for them all. :)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea Is it too late to look at and implement changes to the CS sheets for growth over the time skip period? I know you said a week but I feel like I may have just missed it since I wasn't able to get stuff done over this weekend and such.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea Cool, no bother. Just figured if it were needed they could be but if it's not essential then no biggie. :)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

I was gonna get a post up tonight but some things came up today family wise. Might still get one up but if not I can be bunnied? @Lady Amalthea

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea yes you are

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Agnes Brynja Johannsson

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Location: Building A: Ash’s Home (On the street outside)

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Bryn was shocked, obviously, at everything that had transpired but the most shocking thing of all for her wasn’t Richard’s reaction (she had expected that much) but it was the fact that James had known about Thana. Bryn and Zoie had been super close, they were best friends after all, and after Zoie had died Bryn had found herself becoming friendlier with James. They’d been friends while she was alive but he reminded her of her lost friend so much and things naturally progressed from there and their friendship had grown stronger. She never thought that James could ever be able to make her feel even an iota close to betrayed.

She did know though, that it was a ridiculous way to feel but she couldn’t stop that it did feel like a betrayal of trust. There was no need for James to have ever told Bryn that Zoie had had a twin sister and likely, it was most probable that James figured that Zoie’s twin sister was dead like most everyone else in this world but it still stung. Knowing it was so stupid though, Bryn said nothing of it but she did let go of James’s arm and folded her arms across her chest, closing herself off some. Bryn turned to James and frowned slightly at him, opening her mouth as if to say something then sighing and shaking her head before closing her mouth again. She was being stupid and the fact that she was feeling emotional right now was making her uncomfortable. She rubbed the lobe of her right ear gingerly as she refocused her attention onto Ashton and Thana.

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Dr. Victor Bonheur

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Location: Building A: Ashton's Home (On the street outside in the crowd)

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Victor was glad that Ashton did not shoot Richard instantly, the man was in a hurting place and the last thing he deserved right now after such a bomb was dropped was to be shot for his confusion. Some simmering anger stirred in Victor’s chest as he watched Ashton standing on his porch. The best thing to do would have been to gather those that had been personally close to Zoie and explain the situation to them calmly and in a controlled manner rather than making a public spectacle of it. To drop this kind of news on them in such a way was most insensitive and Victor was considering having words with Ashton to such effect before he realised that this kind of situation was not likely to occur again so what did it matter? What was done was done but the conversation about why he was left out of such an important matter was going to be had at a later time.

If Victor was to be taken seriously as the second of the community then he would need to be seen as being respected by Ashton and mostly this was true but at the moment Victor was not feeling respected as his second. In fact, that James was in on this news and he was not, was like adding salt to the wound. Of course, the wound was more like a paper cut and the salt more like vinegar that had made its way inside but the thought still stood. When Richard didn’t move further forward, Victor let out a breath of relief and stopped his movements, instead giving the man space to learn what he needed to. Things had been tense between their friendship but Victor knew that Richard wasn’t all bad, he just needed some time and the right person to help him out of his darkness. He was just sad that he was not able to be that friend for him. All he could do was watch and wait to see how Richard would react.

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Richard Johnson

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Location: Building A: Ash-hole’s House >> Building B: Rejects R Us --> Richard’s Room

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His mind reeled over the bomb that had just been dropped. Richard was awash with so many different emotions, emotions he’d been burying deep down inside for the last half a year and they were all bubbling to the surface now. His fingernails were digging into this palms and he could feel the sting as they pierced into his skin. The tiny trickle of blood worked its way through the creases of his hand as he stood there in front of Ash’s house rooted to the spot. His eyes lingered on Thana’s face as she approached him, Ash’s words were still sinking in and Richard had no idea what way was up as she began to speak to him.

This wasn’t Zoie. Half of him hoped it was, that Zoie had ran off and faked her death to get Eden off the backs of Newnan, it’s the kind of shit he could image her doing. Big hero, like. If it had been her, sure he’d have been pissed but he’d have gotten over it because she would have been back. He’d have become a new man for her, if she’d just come back… but that wasn’t the case. Zoie was still dead and this stranger was going to be walking around, wearing her face and sounding like her.

Richard felt Miss Sally’s hand on his shoulder and he flinched a little, he wasn’t used to human contact that wasn’t aggressive. In fact, it was the first time someone had touched him in a manner that was supposed to be comforting. Sure, he’d had his tumble with Bea and he’d been all over Sana but this was different, this felt genuine with no strings attached. It very nearly sent Richard into the realms of bawling his eyes out but he held himself together. He wanted to hear what this stranger had to say.

Her apology and sympathy meant nothing, it was old hat now, Richard had heard it so much in the early days after he’d lost Daisy and he was frankly sick of it. As Thana finished her explanation and stepped back from Richard, he took a step back in turn. He was slightly closer to Miss Sally and only stopped moving because he knew he’d knock her over if he moved back further. His brow creased into his signature scowl, his eyes were still brimming with salted moisture but now it was clear that it wasn’t sadness any longer, it was rage. Pure, unadulterated rage. His nostrils began to flare and his jaw set into a tense line.

Richard rose his hand up and rested it on top of Miss Sally’s and gently removed her hand from his shoulder. He turned to her and gave a single nod of thanks before he about turned and began to shove his way through the opposite side of the crow as he made his way away from Ash’s house and towards his own place of solitude. He was breathing heavily and, for the most part, people seemed to move out of his way as he stormed away. He threw open his front door and ran inside, straight up the stairs and into his room – Zoie’s old room. He looked around and everything made him angrier. He could feel the veins in his forehead throbbing as he spotted the CD player that Riley had asked for earlier.

He moved over to his window, the window that still showed the crowd outside of Ash’s home and the street below. He threw it open and then turned, grabbing the CD player before tossing it out of the window and down into the street below. He wasn’t trying to hit anyone or even to get it close to the crowed. He aimed purely for the sidewalk below to make the maximum damage to his projectile. He yelled as he began to rampage through his room. Books were thrown across the way, pillows were kicked at walls, bedsheets were torn up and a raging mess was made inside Richard’s room.

He stopped only to admire his handiwork before he ducked under the bed and grabbed his bag. He began to shove his belongings into it, mostly things that would keep him warm in the snow-covered state. He wasn’t going to be sticking around any longer than he had to. He’d ask for his weapons he’d brought here on his first day and enough food to get him a day away from Newnan. He had done enough work in this damn place that they could give him at least that.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Dick is Charlie Hunnam
Froggy is Jean Reno
Bryn is Anastasia Baranova

@Lady Amalthea will let you know about any edits i wanna do or make tonight/tomorrow. Will also post tomorrow :)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Sorry about the shortness of the last post - fired this out because i wanted to get it done but my brain can barely string sentences together today. FYI i am off work for a week next week. :D If anyone wants to do any kinds of collabs lemme knoooow. <3

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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The Reaction

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Location: Building A: Outside of Ash’s Home

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It was already an unusual day considering that there was to be a wedding but the calling of the “original” – for lack of a better term – Newnanites to the front of their leader’s home made it even more standout. Hearing Niesha’s words, the resident doctor pursed his lips together as his mind went into deep thought. He didn’t recall anything Ashton had told him that was overly important that would account for such a gathering of people. While he was lost in thought, Victor started slightly as Kris made her way to his non-Niesha covered side and tapped him. He blinked rapidly before realising what and who it was. “Ah my little Kristina, I haven’t the foggiest. This must be something very important…” His thick accent rolled over the words as he spoke, a small sigh showing his breath clearly in the slight chill of the air.

Uncertain what was going on, he glanced around and spotted Bryn walking up the street arm in arm with James. Victor gave them both a wave and a curious look. Bryn nodded towards Ash’s house to which Victor replied with a simple shrug. Bryn responded with a quirk of the corner of her lips, her equivalent of a half-smile before turning his attention back to those around him. Victor wrapped his arm around Kris as they stood around in the chill and gave her some of his body heat on his non-Niesha hugging side. He gave Meghna a warm smile as she and her brother stood close by too. He continued his glance around the crowd and that’s when he spotted the ever-brooding Richard walking towards the growing crowd. So long as the young man behaved then there wouldn’t be a problem.

Finding a comfortable enough spot that wasn’t too close to anyone, Richard remained his glowering, unfriendly self and folded his arms across his chest as if warning everyone to steer clear – as if they didn’t know already. He groaned audibly when he heard Ryan’s voice again. The man just didn’t know when to fucking steer clear. Richard scowled at him until he saw the offered cigarette. Not one to pass up free anything, he grabbed the cig and offered matchbook. “God-fucking-send.” Obviously he was talking to the cigarette as he placed it to his lips and struck a match, lighting the end of the gloriously, deadly piece of heaven. He inhaled and let it work its way through his tensions as he savoured the taste.

It lasted all of twenty seconds before Ash-hole came out of his cave and began addressing his people. Richard rolled his eyes and actually nodded in agreement with Ryan before he realised what he was doing. This was clearly going to be something big but Richard couldn’t give less of a flying fuck. He looked away and spotted Froggy who was enraptured by what Ash-hole was saying. Victor felt a pair of eyes on him and turned to stare at Richard for a moment before moving his full attention back on Ashton and this important new arrival to the town. Snorting to himself, Richard kicked the ground and continued to enjoy, what he considered to be, his smoke break.

Ryan’s comment about another military person made Richard even more angry and he spat on the ground as he turned away from the house, not wanting to have anything to do with the dumb shit that went on in this damn town. Then he heard her voice. He froze in place, his cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands clenching and unclenching into fists. This wasn’t real. She wasn’t here. She was gone. For good.

Victor and Bryn locked eyes as the woman spoke in the voice of their long-passed friend. They both snapped back their sights as the woman rose her head and her hat stopped covering her face. Bryn was so shocked that she spoke, out loud and very audibly that a few people that had never heard her speak that were nearby glanced in her direction in confusion. “Oh. My. God.” She gripped onto James’s arm with her left hand while her right hand turned into a fist and punched him before pointing at the whole new breed of walking dead that was this new arrival. Victor could do nothing but stare at this woman that called herself Doctor Thana Martin. She sounded like her, she looked like her, but Victor was all too aware that this was not his Zoie. He had pronounced her death himself and knew that the only way back was not via the land of the truly living. What were the chances that a near identical version of one of their former residents would just happen to waltz into town? It was mind boggling.

The sheer confusion, shock and surprise was felt in waves among the crowd of Newnanites that had gathered and anyone watching nearby would clearly know something was amiss. Everyone was out of sorts, which was exactly why Victor didn’t see Richard until he had already passed him as he was making his way towards Ashton’s front porch. Victor quickly let go of Niesha and Kris and pushed his way forward in the crowd. “Ashton! Richard!” He called out for Ash, knowing that the man would already be prepared for this but feeling the need to warn him anyway. Bryn was still staring in shock at Zoie’s doppelganger, she was completely blown away by this news and didn’t notice what was happening as quickly as Victor did.

Richard was on a mission. He shoved people out of the way, moved around others (mostly the elderly and the very young), and made his way to the front of the crowd. He saw Ash-hole and knew he wouldn’t get close enough but he stopped at the foot of the stairs of the porch and just stared at this woman’s face… his Zoie’s face. It couldn’t be real… He’d seen Zoie and heard her in the first few months after he’d lost her but that had stopped so long ago. His hands were still clenched in fists, his face was as wrinkled as a damn bloodhound with how hard he was frowning. Hell only knows what this woman thought of him just then but he just stood there, staring in silence for a solid minute before he finally opened his mouth. “Daisy?” His voice cracked and his eyes began to water, not to the point of tears but definitely on the brink – whether it was from sadness or rage it wasn’t very clear at this point.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Sorry for my delay in posting. Work has been an utter bitch. I'm going to see a woman about a cake and my sister about a puppy tonight so may not get a post in until tomorrow night. Just wanted to forewarn and apologise :)