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“ i’m sorry.”

“ hey, get up.”

“ be careful in there.”

“ try to get some rest.”

“ do YOU need any help?”

“ ain’t nothing gonna faze us.”

“ we have to take care of each other.”

“ i panicked, y’know. i’m not proud of it.”

“ important to stay honest with each other.”

“ hell yeah! we’re a team, man. me and you.”

“ you know i’ll do what it takes to keep everyone safe.”

“ well, you slept in a barn. lucky you don’t have spiders in your hair.”

“ i’m not letting somebody else get eaten today. especially a good friend.”

“ you don’t just end it ‘cause it’s hard. you stick it out and help the folks you care about.”

“ we better get going or we won’t hear the end of it.”

“ on the odd chance things got too bad, we could hop on my boat, i guess.”

“ you got that ride to ___ if you want it.”

“ well, this is as far as we’re going.”

“ hey there! you friendly?”

“ we should get comfy and look for anything useful. we could be in here a while.”

“ this ain’t exactly fort knox.”

“ we’ll do our damnedest.”

“ we’re lucky as hell nobody got nabbed on the way in here.”

“ seems pretty dangerous out there, so we oughta wait for things to clear up.”

“ hey. thanks for looking out for me and my family.”

“ you got a second?”

“ i can’t stop seeing him in my head.”

“ barricade the living hell out of the door behind me.”

“ i’ll get back as fast as i can!”

“ close call back there.”

“ i hope that’s the sound of us winning this thing.”

“ we got beds, we got water and most importantly, we got lights. there are worse places to call home.”

“ we don’t have TIME for that! i’m sorry, but we have to go, NOW!”

“ hey! you wanna calm down, for a fucking minute?”

“ you know, you like to think you are the leader of this little group, but we can make our own goddamn decisions!”

“ this isn’t your own personal dictatorship.”

“ i guess some people aren’t going to be happy with your choices.”

“ you’re one to talk.”

“ he didn’t make it, did he?”

“ you KNEW about these people?”

“ okay, don’t pop a gasket.”

“ oh, calm down, princess. i’ll do it myself.”

“ you found it too, huh?”

“ they’re hiding something. behind this door.”

“ it’s my job to be paranoid.”

“ he locked it up REAL tight the second we came in. i definitely heard a noise back there.”

“ all right, professor. what do you have in mind?”

“ all right, sounds like you got a plan.”

“ jesus, man! did you find something?”

“ will you stop that banging? we gotta find another way outta here!”

“ we gotta get the fuck outta here!”

“ shit. is he dead?”

“ fuuuuck… if he’s dead…”

“ you know what has to happen. think about it.”

“ we’ll mourn him later. but right now, we gotta keep him from coming back.”

“ come on, you can’t be in the middle on this one. you’ve gotta have my back this time!”

“ idunno. seems like a longshot.”

“ well, there’s our way out.”

“ get in here! i got an idea.”

“ i told you there was something up with this room. it’s a goddamned human slaughter house!”

“ just stick behind me, in case anything goes down.”

“ stay close.”

“ where’s my family, asshole?!!”

“ don’t you fucking hurt him/her!!”

“ let him/her go, goddamn it!”

“ i’ll be fine… i’m just not as young as i used to be.”

“ i’ve changed my mind. i want you to come with us when we leave.”

“ don’t worry about that, it’s ours now.”

“ what?! did you get some meal back there the rest of us missed out on?”

“ we have to take this stuff.”

“ what do you mean by that?”

“ looks like this is our lucky day.”

“ where do you come down on stayin’ or goin’?”

“ we’ve been talking about it, but you made up your mind yet?”

“ okay, just like last time. over the rig, into the pharmacy and scrape together whatever supplies are left.”

“ we’re outta options. somethin’s better than nothin’.”

“ shit! the ladder’s come loose. i’m not sure how many more trips she’s got in her.”

“christ. i’ve heard your opinion. what’s done is done.”

“ i’m fine, i’ve got this. gimme your hand.”

“ i’m fine. shit, i’m sorry, pal. i thought i’d be healed up better.”

“ what the– what the hell is that?! a walker?”

“ knock it the fuck off!”

“ don’t forget underneath the counter this time.”

“ we’re still clear. let’s hustle.”

“ out! let’s fucking get out!”

“ somebody’s gotta be thinking about this shit.”

“ it’s hell on earth, and it’s coming this way.”

“ none of this is gettin’ any easier.”

“ it’s the way it’s gotta be.”

“ what? i gotta ask!”

“ hmm. musta’ been a real piece a’ shit if you had to haul off and kill him.”

“ fuck. we don’t got many of those.”

“ jesus, are you okay?”

“ calm down back there! that’s nuts.”

“ i hit something. we gotta stop.”

“ god damn it. keep your eyes peeled.”

“ i don’t know! fuck! just… stop, would ya?”

“ now what the fuck’s the problem?”

“ get in. we’re leaving this crazy bitch.”

“ you’re a murderer, ___. we can’t have you with us.”

“ if we keep you with us, how long until you get ME?”

“ this fucker WORKS?”

“ i’ll be damned. how the hell do we get it movin’?”

“ whoa, is this what it looks like?”

“ i can’t believe it…”

“ we can’t act like he’s DEAD either.”

“ man, this could be exactly what we need.”

“ nobody is ignoring nothin’. i’m not worried, you shouldn’t be either.”

“ we’re smart guys, we can figure it out.”

“ sonuva bitch! whatever you did lit the dash up!”

“ let’s fucking enjoy this!”

“ come on, let’s see if she’ll move.”

“ so that’s it? we’re cut loose?”

“ want a ride?”

“ i’ll be up front. i don’t wanna hear any nonsense until we get where we’re goin’.”

“ make me.”

“ how the fuck do you ‘calm down’ after a day like today?!”

“ just leave me - the fuck - alone! i don’t need you!”

“ well… fuck… just…. who, then? you want me to? i’ll do it.”

“ she couldn’t - s-s-she just… fuck, oh - oh fuck!”

“ what do we do?”

“ you and me, we, uh… fuck it. let’s just get to the ocean.”

“ can you just leave me alone?”

“ fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK! FUUUUCK!!”

“ that’s fucking stupid, ___.”

“ that thing’s not full of milk. that’s gas or diesel; something that’s going to explode.”

“ and why don’t i show you how this thing works, in case something happens.”

“ that’s not the plan.”

“ i thought that fucking thing was broken.”

“ ya’ll might wanna rethink your plan.”

“ what’re you yammerin’ on about?”

“ little too close, don’t ya think?”

“ oh, gimme a fucking break!”

“ because that doesn’t make a lick of damn sense.”

“ i don’t know if i can, ___. couldn’t do it before. can’t do it now.”

“ i’m fine… just… i’m fine. what’s all the ruckus?”

“ son of a bitch. that bastard’s fucking with us again! it’s another trap!”

“ what in the hell is goin’ on?!”

“ whatever, man. i find whoever’s doing that, i’ll ring their motherfucking bell for ‘em.”

“ there’s gotta be a boat… there’s gotta be.”

“ well, screw you. i ain’t givin’ up that easy.”

“ you got a better fucking idea?”

“ it ain’t gonna work.”

“ why the hell are we hiding?”

“ geeks. is that what you call them?”

“ fuck. gunshot must’a brought ‘em back.”

“ come on, man. one good jump!”

“ oh, hey. you made it back. good job, good job!”

“ you wanna throw down again like back on the train? ‘cause i fight better when i’m shitfaced.”

“ what the hell you looking at?”

“ yeah, well what is? we are FUCKED!”

“ hell, if now ain’t the time for a drink…”

“ you want the good news or the bad news?”

“ and just how exactly do you figure we do this?”

“ and what do you want in return for all this help you’re giving?”

“ i’d rather take a chance on doing something than just sitting around here, waiting to die.”

“ can i talk to you a minute?”

“ what, are you disappointed?”

“ fuck! fuck! do you think they saw us?”

“ little help here?”

“ let’s not start high-fiving each other just yet.”

“ here, let me give you a hand.”

“ if we can just get this damn door open. come on, damn you!”

“ this ain’t the best time! whatever you did, save it for later!”

“ wait a minute… what are you saying?”

“ you little pissant! you are fucking dead, you hear me? DEAD!”

“ and i’m supposed to give a crap about his good intentions?”

“ son of a bitch! i knew we couldn’t trust that fucker.”

“ YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!! … they fucked us.”

“ they kicked the shit outta me and tossed me in here.”

“ how are you doing, with, uh… everything happening there?”

“ this is not happening… everything is so fucked…”

“ don’t get fucking smart with me.”

“ where the hell do you get off?”

“ that’s what i was thinking.”

“ that could’ve gone better.”

“ how do we get out of here?”

“ okay, now your life depends on it. how do you get out of here?”

“ how long do you think we have?”

“ i haven’t given up EVERYTHING to die because we were stupid.”

“ why you acting like what’s happened ain’t happened?”

“ i’m angry as hell.”

“ i never really thought about it that way.”

“ don’t you say that.”

“ you stick it out as long as you can. you do whatever you have to. i could’ve done more.”

 “ yeah, try to keep your mouth shut.”

“ we can get you up. we can, uh…”

“ do you have any bullets left?! this has only got one left in it.”

“ get the fuck outta here. go back. this is NOT a discussion!”

“ what did i just say?!”

“ it’s just somethin’ i gotta do. you know that.”

“ i’m gonna kill him!”

“ over my dead body.”

“ you don’t have to tell me, i was ready to tear the man’s head off.” 

“ i don’t plan on dilly-dallying.” 

“ goddamn it! i’m getting sick of this shit.” 

“ what the hell are you talkin’ about?!”

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )