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Blake Marin

21 years | Rider | Rockafella & Touch of Madness & Finders Keepers

Blake sighed softly, running a soft brush over the bay neck of her late mother's aging gelding, Rocky. The horse stood happily, his eyes half-lidded lazily as his young owner worked out the dirt in his coat. Slowly the gelding was beginning to show his age more and more, arthritis, something her hometown vet had warned her about, beginning to slow him down and she found herself thanking her father every day for his knowledge of herbs and oils that helped the gelding get over his sore spells. Despite this, he still went strong, and on his good days could easily outrun the youngest of her three horses, Diablo, a fiery young gelding who she could hear now pawing at his stall door impatiently. She chuckled softly at the young horse's antics, moving around to Rocky's head to rub a soft circle over the star on his forehead.

At the sound of a voice yelling Blake moved over to the stall door, peeking out to see Lorenzo seated on his thoroughbred, "Rocky could do with a bit of exercise!" She called out. "Be ready in a minute."

She glanced back at the horse who, at his name, had moved from where he had stood in the stall to move his way up beside her, his head looking out over the half-door. Blake smiled up him and gave him a quick pat, "I'll get your tack, give me a second." With that she opened the door and left the stall, making a beeline for the tack room which held her mother's faithful old saddle and Rocky's bridle, a sleek black piece of tack with a bronze nameplate 'Rockafella' on one side. She took down the tack and moved back to Rocky, saddling him without a problem, leading him from his stall and grabbing what could only be described as a classic black cowboy hat from a hook outside the stall. Planting the hat on her head she continued out, joining the small group gathering outside the barn, giving each of the riders a soft smile before using one of the nearby fences as a mounting block, swinging herself easily into the aging leather of the saddle. She'd never had the heart to buy a new saddle, placing her trust in the manufacturing and her own care for the tack to keep it holding together, so far there hadn't been any problems.

Ashley 'Ash' Holt

20 years | Domino | Interaction: Open

Ashley walked on alone, metal bat held loosely in her left hand entertaining herself by spinning it around it her hand every now and then. She'd been out here for a while now, long before the sun had bothered to poke its shining head over the horizon. One moment, she'd been asleep and the next woken in a start, a nightmare deciding it was time for her to wake up and since she couldn't go back to sleep she'd gone out scavenging. Night wasn't exactly the best time to wander around on her own, but, it was better than sitting on her ass waiting for the sun to rise. She'd left her black appaloosa, Domino, back at camp. One loss wasn't too bad, the group could continue without her, but the horses were a precious commodity, they allowed a quick exit and legs for the injured should they need it, not only that but she wouldn't be able to handle seeing Domino injured or dead. That'd break her far more than the loss of her family.

She shook her head, banishing the thoughts from her mind and picking up her pace. She had to find somethingthe group needed something, anything to keep going. At this rate the food supply would be gone by the end of the day. So she kept walking. She hoped, now that nature had a chance to take back what humans took from it, that some wild animals had started moving back into the cities, deer, something like that. There had to be something. Ash quickly checked her belt for her knife and pistol, the knife tucked into her belt and the gun in a makeshift holster attached haphazardly beside it.

Ash had been out here so long, she already made it to the furthest area the group had scouted out some time ago and now was heading back to camp, picking up random bits and pieces she found along the way. Some old cans of food, even a pack of beef jerky. Nothing major, but it was somethingat the least to keep everyone alert. Ash kept herself on edge, ready for something to pounce her at any given moment. Soon enough she'd make it back to camp, she'd go and see Domino and then take everything she'd collected to either Parker or Andrée and then later she'd head out again. It was a pattern, a routine, now that getting up at the crack of dawn and feeding chickens, moving cattle, watering horses and all together helping her family run a farm wasn't an option this whole scavenging job was the next best thing.

Track! Such a cool concept!

I had a thought while I was writing my post yesterday and tell me if it sounds too cliche but it came to mind that a lot of Ash’s hopefulness is because she believes her family is still alive. I’m tempted to get her to find them, turned of course, with one or a few other group members ‘cause my little bean ain’t gonna be able to put them down herself I’m sure.

What do you guys think? Cause idk it just popped into my head lol

M!NK   leia thank ya ahah and she’s gonna be heartbroken but she just feels too happyfor the apocalypse atm if that makes sense. Show of hands of whoever would like to shoot Ash’s parents/be there to see her mental break I guess 🤷🏻‍♀️

leia Lucas is such a sweetheart I can’t with him the lovely boi. I’m not sure whenI’ll have this happen just yet. Probably after Runov is in the main group one thing at a time y’know.

leia he deserves allthe snuggles. Ash will provide some at some point I am sure. Aw thank you 🖤

avantgarde Jouichi is a good bean. If anyone did get angry at him after she’s over the initial shock Ash would defend him there. It’s better them being actually dead than wandering around in a shell of what they were

ikigai. As far as I know not much. I’ve just been discussing a little plot for Ash of finding her parents turned.

M!NK I love Narah honestly. But she could be the one to hold her back. I wasn’t up until midnight fleshing this out don’t know what you mean. I’ve got some bulletpoints of things that could happen, it’s not a complete thing yet ahah

avantgarde Thank you ahah I try 🖤

My late night thoughts/sort of plan:

• So, to have this many out in a group they’d probably have to be scavenging or something of the sort for the group.
• Anywho, I’m not sure how to bring it in exactly just yet but as some stage they hear some moanin’ and groanin’ and Ash is like “I’ll get them, you lot chill” so she heads over is about to shoot them they turn around and lo and behold it’s the parents.
• She’s either gonna drop her gun or just lower it I’m not sure yet. But she’s gonna start being a dumb and start walking towards them because. She a sad dumb at this point.
• I’m not sure about hereeee I suppose the crew is gonna be like ‘I can still here those and like she ain’t back yet should probs go check’. I dunno 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️
• But anyway, team is here and all like ‘Ash wtf you doin?’ Somewhere here Jouichi the lovely boi’ll shoot ‘em I guess
• And then Ash’ll go over and I’m not 100% on what’s gonna happen here. She’s gonna find like nicotine gum in dad’s pocket and probably at this stage in my thought process a notepad in her mum’s which is like her journal but also a letter to Ash if that makes any sense at all
• She’s probably just gonna start heading back to camp and if they’re still in the current one at this po By she’ll just go straight up to the office space to read the notebook and there’ll be tears and someone probably shoulda taken her gun off her but oh well. I’m not sure how dark I’m gonna make her go, but then again her entire hope thing was built on the fact they were alive still so it’s gonna be a large blow to the happy sarcasm.

There’s my (very, very rough) thoughts pls tell me if they suck lol

leia oh jeez you just fed my idea pool. I think I’ll have her go fairly far down that road. Lucas sweetie I’m so sorry! My brain has been thinking while I was at work and I have some extra ideas. Also my plan is to work this in a little after Runov has flicked to the main group and settled-ish for a vague timeline.

Starkie sure she can tag along. That should probably be the most going with though someone has to watch camp ahah it’s going to be the first of a few (probably) mental breaks so most characters will probably see it eventually. I feel bad for my poor bby but, she’s needs a little somethin’ somethin’.

Ashley 'Ash' Holt

20 years | Domino | Interaction: bees?!  

Ash sighed softly and gazed up at the sky, studying the way the clouds lazily moved across the blue canvas. Her thoughts occupied, she didn't hear footsteps behind her until the cheery voice of Ava rang out behind her. Instinctively, her hand tensed around the bat handle, upon realizing it was only her friend she loosed a breath she hadn't known she was holding.

"Hey, Ava." She smiled to the older girl and gave a shrug, pointing to the small backpack she carried, "Not a whole lot. But I did find this." She pulled out the pack of beef jerky and held it up for Ava to see. She also removed one of the cans from her bag, an old one of baked beans. It'd do though, one couldn't be picky with such little available nowadays. "And a couple cans. It is something though, we're gonna have to live on beans and jerky for a little."

She turned around to check behind them, walking backwards now to fully face Ava.

"What about you? Find anything?" Ashley asked, craning her neck in an attempt to see Ava's backpack.

She found herself glancing away from Ava once more, her gaze turning back to the abandoned buildings and highrises of what had once been the bustling city of Pittsburgh. Ash herself hadn't really visited the big city that often, only when things were getting dire on the farm and her parents needed something they couldn't get at a smaller corner shop around home, but she knew full well that this wasn't what a city like this should look like. People should be everywhere, hustling and bustling trying to get to work on time, worrying about what they would make their families for dinner tonight, it shouldn't be this empty and despite not having much to do with the city it just felt so off to not see a large array of people just wandering about doing their daily chores and business.

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Alessia is also open for plotting

Sorry for being so slow guys, my horses have been having some issues. I’ll have a post by the end of today

Blake Marin

21 years | Rider | Rockafella & Touch of Madness & Finders Keepers

(Sorry for the lack of replies, I've had some problems with my horses, funnily enough. But I'm back, yay!)

Blake followed along behind the other riders and their horses, keeping Rocky at a slow, steady pace. He didn't need to go fast to get exercise after all. She watched as the others raced, Rocky watching on though giving no indication he wanted to catch up to the galloping horses so she didn't force him to continue. As they neared the group once more she adjusted her hat, the basic black cowboy hat didn't offer her much protection should she fall from a horse, but, she'd grown up without wearing helmets on the farm chasing cattle and training over small jumps. Of course, the lack of thought for her safety was often reprimanded by trainers, but she trusted her horses to take care of her, however strange that may sound.

"Nice race, guys," She called out as she halted beside them, "Path has a lot of go in her, Carter! Outrunning those two is a feat in and of itself." She said, nodding her head towards Lorenzo and Rocket.

I’m definitely still up for this 100%

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