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1 yr ago
im 24 now
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1 yr ago
Back home. I need a breather, lol.
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1 yr ago
one more five horu drive to home...then ill stop spamming the status bar. promise. go back to only updating it once every few months
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1 yr ago
back in my home state. actually a real nice hotel compared to the last one that had cockroaches in the bathroom. so thats cool and good. ready to get home tomorrow. blehhhhjgkjgkjhatk
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Lizzy got low, going into a well-practiced stealth crouch. All at once her footsteps fell almost completely silent. This place was a wreck. Not nearly as lucky as the last town. Still, she knew how to scrounge things up better than most people did. Carefully she squinted around the corner and-

"Gasp~" Lizzy gasped. A fly. Not just that, but one with a corpse in its mandibles. Just like... Images and sounds flashed through her head, her heart felt like it had just imploded in on itself. Her eyes were wide and she began to hyper ventilate. Guess she was skipping this town after all!

"Fuck." She whispered quietly, eyes wet.

Much to her surprise, she heard a human voice. Spanish. Lizzy snapped her head toward the source and blinked. What the fuck? Was that a luchadore? It was bizarre, but somehow it made her trust him more. Fresh blood- was that dead body a friend of his? Still, Lizzy was hesitant to follow this random stranger she had just met. Single women wandering around like her were in danger before the apocalypse, let alone when there were no cops around.

But at this moment...it was between the luchadore and the flies. Lizzy stayed low in her crouch, but moved across the pavement at a high speed. She ducked behind the truck, putting it between her and the fly but keeping some distance from the stranger. "What now?" She asked in Spanish, her midwest accent strong. Keeping an eye on where the Fly went, she wiped her eyes, trying to toughen up.
should have a reply up tonight! just realised i forgot to move Lizzy over







heyy, glad you liked it. yeah just...let me know if i need to do anything. i don't really know what to expect or how to do this lol, kind of a unique situation. looking forward to the update though!
it was tonight, turns out!

let me know what you think
American Midwest, West Texas;
Upper Rio Grando Region
9:01 AM


"Heat beats the bugs. Heat beats the bugs. Heat beats the bugs." Lizzy reminded herself in a monotone mantra. It must have been close to a hundred. The lithe blonde woman, hair tied into a ponytail drifting out from underneath a light purple beanie, trudged alongside a desert road. A backpack on her shoulders full of supplies, a metallic water canteen attached to the belt of her shorts.

"Come on, Lizzy. You got this." She lifted up her purple shirt and wiped her sweaty forehead with it. Then she tucked it back into it's normal position, revealing most of her midriff but drooping down the sides of her body to let her skin breathe as much as possible.

"The stars at night, are big and bright...deep in the heaaart of Texas. Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum...bum." She clapped half-heartedly. This was her life. Hours upon hours of mind-numbing boredom, punctuating by minutes of sheer terror. She was so...lonely.

"Why?" Lizzy pondered aloud. "I'm likable, aren't I?" She kicked at a loose stone with her boot. She'd spent the better part of the morning travelling from one small, unmarked town to another. Fortunately they weren't that far. But if Lizzy was going to get anywhere, she was going to need to get a car up and working again. The distances between places in Texas were just too vast. Fortunately, there were supplies in places one wouldn't expect. If you knew where to look. The Swarming happened pretty damn fast, so...people left stuff behind. One of the reasons the bold scavenger still had some meat on her bones and some rose in her cheeks.

"Here we go. Shithole-Nowhere, Texas." Lizzy spotted the town in the distance. "My home for the next few weeks." Place to place, place to place. A nomad. It had worked out for her so far. Self-reliant. Stay quick, stay quiet.

She approached the outskirts of the quiet town and tried to find the nearest point of interest. Gas station, grocery store, library. Even just a house that didn't look too ransacked or broken. And definitely looking for signs of bugs. She kept to the middle of the street, staying away from any buildings until she got a good look at them. Didn't want anything jumping out at her without some time to react.
All right! in that case, I'll just roll with it.

I guess it's just you and me for now. I'll get a starting post up tonight or tomorrow.
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