after a long draw off the deathly stale cigarette, dakota let out a soft exhale. it had to have been — months since he had even seen a pack. although it wasn’t the best, it reminded him of a simpler time. ‘ want one ?? can’t promise they taste good, but it feels good. ‘ he let out a quiet chuckle.
the smell of cigarettes was a comfort to a girl like mayumi. she had spent her childhood watching her father come home from work with dirty hands and sit down at the dinner table, smoking one cigarette after the other. like clockwork, mayumi had learned to grow accustomed to this and as she grew older, she began to sneak smokes from him. one at a time, slender fingers would pick them until she could buy her own. now, however, with no stores or operating manufacturers, it seemed to grow harder to find packs. initially, upon seeing the man, mayumi had contemplated KILLING him in order to get it, but since it was being offered seemingly free of charge, she simply nodded her head. ❝ what do you want for it ? ❞ she questioned with a tilt of her head.
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‘ holy shit, relax. i didn’t take anythin’. i was just lookin’ around. i didn’t even know there was someone around here. ’ that was only half the truth. she was looking for supplies, but she’d rather leave with her brains intact, than steal something from an aggressive stranger.
❝ is this a fuckin’ joke ? ❞ mayumi asked HARSHLY, eyes narrowed in on the other. it sounded like bullshit, felt like bullshit, hell, it probably was complete and utter bullshit. & mayumi ? well, she didn’t have it in her to deal with this. ❝ COME ON, do you think i’m just that fuckin’ stupid ? .くそくらえ. ❞
she was outside the walls, ALONE. moments like this came easy, passing seconds of solitude felt like home. of course, no venture outside was complete without the occasional raider or roamer and in this case, it wasn’t as much of a walker as it was a CRAWLER. inhuman sounds escaped in short gasps, groans of pain where pain cannot be felt and emotions cannot be fathomed. mayumi came across it dragging it’s body alongside the road to get to her — something she thought to be a truly PATHETIC representation of the walking dead at this point. using the heel of her boots, mayumi stepped on it’s skull, the fragile, rotting bones CRUSHING beneath her weight easily, a mess of gore covering the soles of her shoe. and in the moments she had killed the crawler, mayumi heard the footsteps of another — heavy, distinct and LIVING. with a sigh, the woman turned around, only to see the familiar face of her camp’s deputy. ❝ VINCENT, ❞ the girl greeted with a nod. ❝ what brings you on this side of the city ? scavenging i presume ? ❞
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‘ fuck. shit. fuck – okay. ’ it’s a shitty situation to be in, and ‘viv thinks he knows it. crouched where he is behind the counter of the small gas station’s counter, the bodies of dead scavengers sitting just on the other side, he can hear the infected just outside. just one, he thinks. just the one. the door is broken, and that’s the only way out. it hasn’t seemed to notice them, not yet, and he’s just counting his lucky stars that it hasn’t seem them. the undead are practically blind, but if it catches one whiff of either of them, they’re fucked. he turns his head to look at his partner-in-crime, for now. ‘ just stay down. we’ll see if we can get the jump on it. ’ his voice remains low, hardly audible, not wanting to compromise their hiding spot.
she doesn’t know how, but it’s somehow HIS FAULT. fuckin’ viv’ and his nonstop stream of questions. mayumi would call him a nuisance, but even that wasn’t enough to ADEQUATELY describe how tiresome she had grown of his presence. ❝ fuckin’ bullshit, vivian, ❞ she spat out with CONTEMPT. could you believe her luck ? getting stuck with this man — of all people ! ❝ you better know what you’re doing, got it ? because i’m NOT dying here with you, ❞ she spoke with a hushed tone, eyes narrowing at the man. eyes peered over the counter of the gas station, undead limbs dragging across the glass, trails of ROT following behind.
( yuko araki + cisfemale + she/her ) — there’s a rumor running around about a survivor called mayumi sekimoto. they are said to be twenty-three years old, from kamagasaki, osaka, and have been labeled the mountebank. fitting, considering that they are reported to be sedulous + persuasive, as well as morose + cantakerous. they reside in civic center station and are a sentinel. apparently they are a pansexual + scorpio. tangled fishnet tights, blood-stained watercolor paintings.
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name: mayumi sekimoto
age: twenty three
origin: kamagasaki, osaka
label: the mountebank
affiliate: civic center station
job: sentinel
mayumi was born in kamagasaki, osaka, a city in japan known for their riots and mistreatment of criminals. for three years, mayumi lived in the city until eventually, she, her mother, father, and older brother relocated to inglewood, california. there, mayumi shared a small 3 bedroom house with her older brother, mother, father, aunt, and uncle. she’d remember that time as chaotic, soaked in silent abuse and predatory nature fufilled by the men in her house. their family, however, lived in a ever-present culture of silence, withdrawn, solemn faces given when issues were presented. & so, mayumi learned to become a silent young woman, seen but not heard.
the sekimotos were the only japanese family on their street, and mayumi remained to be one of a handful of japanese students in her school. living this way, mayumi became quite the unique image among her peers. at first, this resulted in harsh words and insults, flung to her like poisonous darts. eventually, however, as children matured, mayumi began to fit in more and more.
with maturity came new ideas, and these new ideas brought life to mayumi sekimoto. slowly but surely, she dropped her quiet persona, eventually learning to speak up and stand up for herself, to her families disapproval, of course. however, while mayumi may have changed in some ways, in others, she remained the same. no matter which bad habit she picked up — smoking, partying, drinking, stealing pills from the medicine cabinet — mayumi always managed to maintain excellent grades. alongside her grades, mayumi played volley, ran cross country, and competed in karate tournaments. simply put, despite mayumi’s chaotic personal life, her education and extra cirriculur part of her life remained a steady, even source of pride for her parents.
once the outbreak hit, mayumi was living in san francisco going to school at uc berkley. after the initial outbreak hit, she went home to her family, eventually being forced to kill them all before she inevitably returned back to san francisco where she found a home with the civic center station.
personality-wise, mayumi has developed into a silent woman of sorts. she’ll often pretend to not speak japanese to get out of talking to others, even if she’s well aware that the other knows she speaks english. she’s sarcastic and cruel and most times, caring to very few people and a short attention span when it comes to friendships. she’s picky and only talks to those she finds interesting
tl;dr: mayumi is a first-generation japanese immigrant who moved here from japan. lowkey a bitch and will pretend to not speak english to get out of talking
& WANTED CONNECTIONS.
college friend: maybe someone that went to uc berkley and was close friends with her! they probably studied a lot or maybe were even roommates in the last 2-3 years of their studies. this would also be the person who knows her best. they would know about her family and the abuse she went through. maybe they were with each other when the outbreak first hit but mayumi left to go to los angeles and they havent been able to reconnect since.
hateship (male or female lmao): mayumi is filled with hatred so maybe a hook-up based in rather volatile nature. very hateful but passionate and they easily fall into this pattern.
