wolverbells

Gifted Tempest

@Illiren I was definitely thinking of something along these lines. Creating people with real life issues and abilities that make sense to their situation.

Gifted Tempest

OK

Attack on Titan: Somnium [Closed]

@LordVoldemort *holds Voldy in arms*. Hello my dear, I’ve missed you too. *smooches on forehead*

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@Sola Thanks my sweet Tannochan. How are y’all doing with the rp?

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<Snipped quote by wolverbells>

I am no bwaby. Fite me cuz

@LetMeDoStuff

Let’s go right here right now buddy

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@Sola Its been a rough year. Lost people that I loved, so I became a recluse. I’m glad y’all are sticking together though ❤️

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I’m so proud of my babies

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Preslee Wallace

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Location: Location: Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia (E2) -> (E3)
Skills: Machete Wielding

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Preslee kept pace with Erica as the two walked away from the snarling feral dogs and further towards the finishing camp site. The blonde smiled faintly as she heard Erica bring up how working with animals must have been fun. ”I think fun is subjective. Sometimes getting DNA samples from cougars was a pain in the ass. There were times when we thought the sedatives brought them down but nope. Those jerks were still alive and catty. I have a few, but faint, bumps on my leg from where they dug their nails. Rookie mistakes.” As the two walked, Preslee listening to her companion give only a brief explanation of what she previously did before hell decided to take over. ”Detroit is pretty far up north, isn’t it? I always wanted to go to Niagara Falls, although I don’t know how close that is to you.”

The sudden halt from Erica made Preslee look up from the ground, her eyes narrowing as she realized why they had stopped. Two of the dead had managed to see or sense the two women and had began to make their way towards them. Erica was the first to take action, a small protest managed to make its way out of Preslee’s mouth before she caught herself and swallowed her own words. As she watched Erica struggle, Preslee made an attempt to reach the other walker but couldn’t make her way around the fallen two. A small sense of panic and fear starts to set in as Preslee fumbles around to try and reach the other walker slowly shambling towards them. ”Damn it...” The frustration was clear to see as she finally managed to step over and around Erica before walking straight to the other walker. Unsheathing her machete, Preslee managed to drive the blade into the soft skull of the walker in a matter of seconds. The blonde left the hit the floor as she turned on her heel and went back to Erica, squatting down to offer her help.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Preslee Wallace

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Location: Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia (F2) -> (E2)

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While the two walked, Preslee had remained quiet for the most part, listening to the unnerving sounds of the dead stumbling through the swamps. The anxiety building up within her was almost visible as her eyes darted from left to right. When Erica spoke up, there was a slight relief, something to take her mind off of everything. "Before..." Presley's forehead seemed to crease as she thought hard about her life prior to the hell they currently lived in. She bit her lip as as fought back the urge to scream in frustration, wanting nothing more to be able to turn back time. "I, um, I was a Zoologist. I was interning to be a conservation scientist as well as getting my applications an papers ready to submit for grad school." A smile had begun to form on Preslee's face as she recalled her time and all of her hard work. She had fought hard and studied even harder to get the recognition that she had. "I had planned to take a quick holiday up to visit my parents, or vacation as Americans say it, we're from Manchester."

Just as quickly as the smile begun to form on the young woman's face, it began to face with the thoughts of her parents whereabouts in their current world. Before dealing too deep in her thoughts, she looked over quickly to Erica to distract herself. "What about you? You seem to handle yourself pretty well out here, so I'm thinking you had some sort of high pressure training." As if on cue, Preslee heard the barking and snarling that Erica pointed out almost immediately. She had never really been too much of a dog person, always taking to felines. Dogs, while cute, had the ability to tear and arm or leg apart in seconds. "If we keep to ourselves and don't make too much noise they won't attack. That's if they see us to begin with." She began to pick up her pace, just by a bit, having fallen behind Erica. She did not know what the camping site would hold for them, but all she knew was that she needed to sit down and think about what the game plan was. If she would choose to stick with Erica or stay at the site and make it a shelter for as long as she could.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Preslee Wallace

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Location: Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia (F2)

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Sweat dripped from the tips of Preslee's blonde hair. She struggled to put her own hair up, seeing as how it was currently growing out and in a terribly awkward phase where it was too long to keep out of her face yet too short to keep in an up-do. She had already taken off as much as possible, while her and her new found companion took a few minutes to get their minds and thoughts together, and tied her jacket around her waist. Preslee looked at Erica while she looked around her backpack, pulling out a water bottle. It only took her a couple seconds before she reach over and took it from the woman, thanking her ever so quietly before taking a few sips, wishing she would have stocked up on as much as she could back when she could. The sounds that resonated from the woods and the swamps kept Preslee on constant alert, even as she closed her eyes to enjoy her water, she could hear the slow moans of the nearby dead as they wandered aimlessly through the trees.

"Here you go," she approached Erica slowly, still not all too confident on how the stranger would act if Preslee made any sudden movements. She knew little to nothing about her, except that she was good at walking long distances and keeping quiet, as their short journey had proven. As she listened to the older of the two speak, Preslee began to adjust herself for yet another trek into the swamps. She knew that staying off the road was for the best if they wanted to remain unseen, but the fear of running into the dead was a bit less than running into the living. She at least knew what the dead wanted, but it would be a bit more difficult to know what the living would do. "I think that would be for the best, it would be nice to just be able to sit and look at a map of the area, if they have any." Pulling the straps of her backpack up, Preslee made sure that her machete was set and easy to get to in the case of an emergency. With a sigh, Preslee waited for Erica to begin moving in the direction of the camp, since she had actually never been to it before.