forum //where the dead men lie// >>closed<< stalkers welcome tho 0.0

Started May 24, 2021 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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Gus glanced at Darius and let out a breath, shaking off his gloom. For better or worse, Darius was able to live a mostly worry-free life, and Gus didn't want to spoil that.
"I'm sorry," he said softly to June, alluding to the loss of her brother. "I don't know if I'd be much help, but if you ever need a fella t' talk to, jus' come find me. It ain't healthy to keep that stuff all locked up in your head, I don't think."

“It’s not, it can cause mental problems such as- well that’s not important, but thank you for being a friend.” She smiled

Darius blinked “I think I hit my head”

(lollll pretty much xD)
Gus nodded at June, then grinned down at Darius. "Looks like you did, pal. Y'have a good nap there? Didn't look too comfy, but I've slept in worse places so I guess I can't judge."

Darius shrugged, “I didn’t mean to fall asleep”

June rolled her eyes and ruffled Darius’ hair before standing up, “Well I think I am going to take a nap now that you are awake and I don’t have to worry about you rolling off the roof.” She laughed slightly.

"Sounds good," Gus replied. "Darius, looks like you're with me now. Sure y'don't want somethin' from this leftover food here? I keep tellin' people it's good stuff."

Darius shook his head, “I don’t think I am hungry, but thanks”

(Ight I am out I neeeed sleep)

Jasper had accidentally dozed off let's just say she dozed off against Gus for wholesome sake, and for his warmth. Holding herself close.

(okay, sleep well!! And awww Jasper xD)
"Alrighty then. Don't mind if I jus' help myself then." He took a stick of jerky from the package and chewed it thoughtfully, watching the clouds. "Y'know, it sure is crazy we all met here, at th' same time in th' same place. Up until now I hadn't met any people in darn near a year, and Jez said he'd been alone even longer. I guess this town is a good spot t' hide out, or at least we all thought so, heh." He looked down at Jasper, who'd fallen asleep next to him, with a fond smile. "I'm glad we ran into each other. I was startin' t' wonder if I was the only one left or somethin'."

“Yeah, it would suck if you were the only one left, I mean I was with Darius and Dev since the beginning, so I sorta can’t relate to the feeling of possible being the only one” June shrugged.

Darius looked at June confused, “who is Dev?”

Elodie kept her arms at her sides, and she gave Jesse a look of fear. He face then became emotionless as she said

"no, I've seen to many innocent fucking people die, and im not going to let it happen anymore." She said.

Jez looks between the girls "look I'm sure we can work this o-" he was interrupted by an loud, ear-ringig sound.
Jesse had aimed the gun at Elodies leg, pulling the trigger and shooting it without a second thought before immediately aiming it as Jez right after.
Jez looks at Elodie then Jesse, pure fear in his eyes.
"Youre fucking phsyco" he says lowly.
"Cool. Who are you" Jesse growls, still keeping her distance

Elodie stumbled, her leg locking then giving out, she crumbled to the ground. She reached her hands and ripped her pants even more, so she could see the wound, she touched it and made a noise of anticipation and touched it briefly, she touched the wound then retracted her hand quickly and hissed in pain.

She looked up at Jesse, and her eyes went black with hatred.

"I hate you, I hope someone gives you what you fucking deserve– I— I cant believe… that I… trusted you–" she said in a small squeaky voice, she watched as blood poured out of her leg and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she slumped backwards, her body unmoving.

As she was unconscious she relived a memory of her aunt and sister.

(Don't worry Jesse wouldnt kill Elodie. But this chick has no morals)
(Also she simply did it since she wouldn't move. Jesse cares about her and knows she won't die so she wasn't worried about shooting her.. She should be though. And she will be.Sorry she's a literal bitch tho)
(Also I'm just gonna go ahead and write all of this since nobody's around (That's awake) for reaction time so Aristotle can post ^^. I don't wanna leave you out ♡)

Jesse would be affected by her words later once she actually thinks about them, but now they didn't phase her.
She felt a tug on her body, the urge to drop to the ground and help her.
She fought that and kept her eyes on Jezariah, pulling back the hammer.
"Who are You?" She asks, stepping forward and pressing the gun to his chest.
Every ounce of Jezaroah wanted to punch her in the face, take the girl and bring her back to Gus and them where she would be safe.
Away from this freak.
But he knew the second he moves there's going to be a bullet in his chest.
He clenched his fist, not saying anything.
Jesse squints "do you think I vont shoot you?" She chuckles
He lets our a breath, mostly of fear. "Yeah no I don't doubt that." He says under his breath. Obviously Jesse could hear him.
She brings the gun to his throat without hesitation.
"Okay geez. I'm Jezariah Scott. I'm from Coffeeville Oklahoma, I'm like what 17 and I've got uh.. food. Yeah I have food. Do you want my food? Maybe another gun? I've got one of those. Just don't kill me dude. I was just checking out the place. I didn't know yall were here?" He says, swallowing hard, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Tch" Jesse grumbles, removing the gun from his throat.
Just then Jezariah did just about the stupidest thing someone could possibly do in a situation like this.
Jez lurches forward towards Jesse and punches her square in the jaw.
She stumbles back, her hand on her jaw before looking up at Jezariah.
(And thats what he knew….he fcked up)
Jezariah glares at Jesse, seeing the gun still at her side.
*I need to help that girl. was all he could think about at the moment.
She drops it, letting it click to the floor before stretching her wrists.
Jezariah shook the pain off his knuckles (as if that'd do ya any good) before bringing his arms in front of his head, assuming the only stance he knew.
Jesse laughs "you're American? That's vhy you punch like girl" she says lowly before punching him in the gut with absolutely no hesitation.
Jezariah bent over, his hands on him stomach as he winces in pain, the urge to throw up rising to his throat.
is she not a girl too? She punch like bear he mocks her in his mind, a bit salty now.
He looks up to her before getting kicked in the jaw, knocking him out.
Jezariah's vision goes blurry then dark as his body thuds to the ashy floor, his consciousness escaping his grasp no matter hard he tried to hold on to it.
The last thing he sees is Jesse quickly dropping down to her knees to help Elodie.

She hastily gets her bandana from her hair and wraps it tightly around her leg, grabbing the gun and putting it in the holster as well as the machete on her belt before turning back to her.
"You cant hate me if you're dead" she says to Elodie, trying to be of some comfort to her own self so she didn't panic on the inside.

not another person I needed to protect…
she's not going to die
She told herself over and over again as she lifts Elodies limp body, holding her tightly.
Her head swirled and her vision was blurry, as Jezariah gave her a solid punch.
Though she tried not to think about that.
She needed to get Elodie back to the apartment. That was the only safe place she could think of at the time.
Whether or not she would come back for this Jezariah kid was for her to later decide.

Elodie's mind filled with the memory of her sister, they were walking to the park, and Clementine had just fell into the duck pond, and Elodie had to go in after her to save her from drowning.

Clementine was about 5 or 6, Elodie was about 13 or 14, and they were both soaking wet, Clementine's curly hair was dripping and clung to her shoulders, her tiny pink and green dress clung to her torso and legs due to its wetness.

Elodie had a scowl on her face. Her jeans and tee-shirt clung to her body as well, and her converse made sploshing sounds as she walked, people walking in the opposite direction stared at them as they passed, Elodie finally plopped down on a bench, making a squishing sound.

Clementine sat next to her, Elodie pulled out her phone, which was now fried because she had forgotten to take it out of her pockets before she had gone in after Clementine.

They sat in silence for a couple minutes before Clementine looked at her hands and mumbled "im sorry".
Elodie sighed, sat up straighter, she lifted Clementines chin up with her fingers, and when their eyes made contact Elodie spoke with a smile,

"don't worry Clem, it was an accident, you fell, it isn't your fault." With a soft tone, because she knew if she acted mad, Clementine would cry out of guilt.

She hugged her little sister and then laughed at the irony of the situation, and stood up offering her hand to her sister, Clementine took it and stood up, Elodie and Clementine started walking back to their house hand in hand.

"Just wait until aunt Windy hears this" Clementine said with a smile.

(That's fine! Could you fill out the character tenplate I set out at the beginning? Sorry)

(oh i was already planning that lol, but i thought i would send his looks too)

Jesse eventually, over time made it to their apartment, nudging the doors open with her legs.
She set Elodie down on the hardwood floor, thinking Elodie would get mad for getting blood on any beds.
Jesse swiped some hair put of Elodies face before looking down at her leg.
it's fine. You've done this countless times on Zander. What's the difference? She thought to herself.
She gets up and makes her way to her room, grabbing her bag.
Bringing it to Elodies side, she sets it down and rummaged through it. Finding stitching thread she kept with her and a few needles, she prepared it as quick as she could.
Getting some tweezers, she takes a deep breath.
Used to specifically fixing bullet wounds and getting the bullets out, she wasn't worried about her abilities.
So then why was she so nervous? Why was her chest thumping. She heard her rapid heartbeat in her head. Her breath was shallow and hard.
Jesse tries to ignore all of these things as she removes the bandana. She was thankful Elodie had already ripped open her pants so she didn't have to. Though she wouldnt mind it. Not in a creepy way. But she simply didn't think about those things.

Soon she got the bullet out and had begun stitching Elodies leg. The flesh around the wound now decently clean. No ash, nor dirt covered it anymore.
She pulled the thick thread through her skin, hoping she wouldn't wake up to the pain.

(That's fine! Could you fill out the character tenplate I set out at the beginning? Sorry)

(oh i was already planning that lol, but i thought i would send his looks too)

Oh okay lol. Thanks! I appreciate it ^^
If you wanna write a bit more on his looks though? Like his body type, how tall he is, conditions, how he holds himself. That sort of thing would be really helpful^^)