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before all this sh.it happened; life wasn't so bad, but it also wasn't the greatest. life was never this bad until this zombie uprising began. when this all happened, no one was prepared for it. who would? a zombie uprising is one of things you would not think would happen..but it did and when it did...it hit the people hard. they didn't have a chance, tons of people died. being ripped apart by the un-dead. whatever that caused the dead to become living again, they made the worse decision to do that. the dead need to stay dead, not to live again...and now we see why it should have never happened. with all this happening, death was something that i have gotten used too; but i don't like to see it. to be killed by those things is something i would never wish upon someone-even if i don't like you i would never wish it upon another living soul. though there are special cases were i will let you be ripped apart by those things...anyway the un-dead was not what i found so horrifying, it's the way people acted with each other now. i know it's kill or be eaten sort of world now, but there is no need to kill other living people that was good. ive seen people stealing things from people that don't have much and leave them to die, or killing helpless children. there's no need for that, there are fewer living people left in this dam world already, we don't need people killing each other for pathetic reasons.
living in this world now...it's a world i would rather not be living in..but i'm surviving. i don't care what will happen tomorrow or the things that happened the day before, today is all i am worried about. weather or not i'm gonna survive til morning to start this sh.it all over again. everyday it's kill, find food,water,shelter,kill some more and find a place to sleep...and you start it all over again the next day. it gets rather boring at a point but as long as i'm living i don't care. surviving is the only thing that mattered at this point, everything else that used to matter...that's all gone. the only thing you need to worry about it if your going to be alive the next day. i have been out here, in _______ (where should they be at?) for a while with my brother Merle. the little f.ucker he is, but he's my family and i care about it....somehow. he's the only family i got at this point, i don't care about my father or mother because they were most likely dead...and i just never loved them like a son would normally have. living in a home with a abusive man is something no one should have to endure. but i did...i got beaten and yelled at. i have the scars to prove it. Merle left at sixteen and i was left with my father...and that was never fun.
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a frown caressed my tan face, it's normally the only thing that is on my face besides smirks or the form of lines of laughing. i gripped my crossbow strap that was across my broad chest and over my shoulder. i chomped down on my bottom lip lightly as i walked silently around a small town with Merle. he had wondered up a head of me but i could see him though. I growled to myself as i watched him jump about and being a dip sh.it what the hell are you doing?! i said in my mind. a sigh escaped past my lips, trotting silently through the town. there weren't any walkers around but they were attracted by sounds so it better not to take a chance i suppose. i soon heard the sounds of soft growls and snarls became in ear shot. I gritted my teeth together, grabbing my knife and taking it out of it's container. i gripped the handle of it, lowering my self a little bit in a slouch as i saw two walkers strangling. one seemed to be a male, wearing a ugly flannel button up shirt and jeans. the other one was a female, her hair matted and some of it just coming out of her head along with her scalp. anyway she was wearing a night gown as it seems. i grunted to myself as i waited for the two of them to come close; as they haven't noticed that i was there.
as they got closer and closer, i gripped my knife and walked up to one. it snarled and growled at me, slashing its hands at me and trying to bite me. i snarled back at it as i took my knife and stabbed it right in the head, it gurgled a little but went still. i took my knife out of its head and went to stab the other one in the face. grabbing the fabric of its cloths, i then pushed it back from me and jabbed the sharp blade in its skull and it went still. i let it go and it just went limp on the ground. chewing on my bottom lip softly i turned my head to look over to see Merle walking over; that smirk that always was on his face was there "well little brother caught some fvckers...lucky you..haven't seen any for a while" he said to me. i simply rolled my blue orbs at him. i whipped the blood of my knife on my black jeans and placed it back in its holder. Merle punched me in the shoulder-a playful act- and i just turned my head and growled at him "don't got to be hasty little brother" he said to me "stop calling me that" i grunt at him. but all he did was chuckle at me "ill call you what i want little bro" he said with that smirk on his face. i did not say anything to him, i just fixed my bow strap and simply moved on.
me and Merle walked around, finding other walkers and killing them on the spot. after we killed the ones we could find, we soon began to search for supplies. i went my way he went the other way, searching for whatever we could find. i entered a small little store, which looked like a small minute mart. as i entered the store, i held my crossbow up and aimed it a head of me, checking the place out. when I found that it was clear of walkers, i lowered my weapon and began to pick things out that i thought were good and not spoiled-like really bad spoiled-. my blue orbs scanned around, taking a few canned food items and putting it in my bag. after a moment of searching for other things, i soon found something that i have been dying to find. cigarettes. i love the nicotine filling my lungs, the taste, and it makes me feel better after using them. i sighed to myself softly, grabbing a few of them and sticking them in my bag. but i take one out and take a smoke, putting it in between my teeth and lips as i go and grab my lighter. i light up the lighter and light my cigarette. i soon put my lighter in my pocket and take a long puff of the cigarette. taking the smoke out of my mouth and breaking out, white smoke filling the air for a moment and going away in a snap. i smirk to myself as i put it back in my mouth and took a another puff of it, beginning to walk around once again.
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- 1 32oz. canteen
- a red lighter
- two packs of smokes
- twenty eight count of ammo for Beretta 92FS Inox Semi-Auto Pistol
- seven arrows for Stryker Strykezone 380 crossbow (he reuses them duh and he makes his own sometimes)
- a black t-shirt and a light brown tank top and a set of hiking boots
- purification tablets (to filter water)
- a few cans of food
- two bags of sour patch kids candy and three bags of Swedish gummy fish
- flashlight
- a book called 'how to treat survivors of childhood abuse'
- a soft blanket to lay on (just in case)
- hatchet
- on his belt he has his Busse Team Gemini Knife
- not many but a few emergency medical supplies/medicines
my blue orbs flickered all over the place, just searching for anything that would be good in the small store. but as i found nothing else to be good, i exited the store and searched for Merle to see if he found anything. "MERLE" i called out. not hearing a answer i grunted lightly,pi.ssed at him. he always does this and he knows it p.isses me off. anyway, i bite down on my bottom lip harshly a little. were the f.uck was he? i rolled my blue orbs as i walked about. i did not go into building that had tons of zombies in them. i just baricaded those places with whatever was around. i simply turned my head to see Merle running at me. i grunted when he jumped on to my back. he was bigger then me and it was kind of hard "what the hell Merle" i said to him as i pushed him down. he chuckled "just waned to attack you that's all" he said to me "your lucky i didn't stab you in your gut you dip sh.it" i said to him as i punched his arm. he rolled his eyes at me, i rolled my eyes back at him as i grab my smokes and hand one to him. "don't mind if i do" he said with a chuckle and took one.
i was content at the moment, just sitting on top of a cars hood, smoking on a smoke pretty much. the day was rather, nice. just relaxing for a little while, as we have not been able to do that for a little while. i closed my blue orbs, just laying back on the hood and the front glass of the broken down truck. though out of no where, i heard Merle calling out for me "daryl, you may want to see this" he called to me. i rolled my eyes as i sat up, and slipped off the trucks hood. i took one last puff of my smoke and dropped it on the ground, stomping on it before i walked over to were Merle was "what?" i said with little to no emotion, looking up to were he was pointing. i squinted my eyes looking out and my eyes widen a little bit. what was that out there? i simply took my crossbow in hand, chewing on my bottom lip.
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[ ooc. ] i hope you like this post <3 i had a post all done but my computer died and i lost everything ;^; anyway i also used your fancy post if you don't mind me using. if you want me to not use it then i can try to find a new one to use also happy Easter darling <333
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