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Ophelia couldn’t get Aela out of her head, maybe it was just the phantom feeling of hot water pelting against her back or the foreign feeling of clean clothes. She’d like to say it was the need to help the Collective, but selfishness was creeping up in her. Fingers played with themselves as she thought it over.Her head jolted at the sound of footsteps coming up behind her. “Hey...Would you go? Just leave everyone and go to Aela?”
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levi && scar
@lostandforgone “ hey, ” he says, the moment he becomes aware of her presence. “ look what i found. ” he shows her the bag of candy he’s been keeping in his jacket pocket, located in a more or less entirely empty gas station a few miles away. he’s been doing this for a while, saving the best of his finds ( and the most useless ) for them rather than sharing them with the rest of the militia. he keeps loose cigarettes he finds as well, all a gift to himself, from himself, for being a decent scout. it gave him a small sense of control, and kept him from thinking like the unit, which was as good as keeping his head above water. he studied her face, and raised an eyebrow. “ what’s that look mean? ”
Whenever she didn’t feel like being alone with her thoughts it was always Levi she went to. Either to bum a dart, or simply to not be alone. With the notion of Aela in the air, it made her hands shake, she could feel the uneasiness in the pit of her stomach. “hey,” nodding slightly, she laughed at the candy in his hand. She leaned against a tree arms crossing in front of her. Brows furrowed as she rolled her lips. At his question she chuckled. “The look means nothing, just that it feels so childish that we have to sneak candy...but I like it.”
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and my actual literal baby Coredelia ‘ Delia ‘ Bennet
( ellie bamber, cisfemale, she/her, 23 ) · for a member of THE COLLECTIVE, i’d call you lucky for making it this far. rumor around camp has it that COREDELIA BENNET is a LEO and used to live in ATLANTA, GEORGIA. i think i heard someone say that they’re very COMPASSIONATE, SURPRISING, and BLUNT but who wouldn’t be in the middle of the apocalypse, y’know, especially cause they’re a MEMBER. anyway, they remind me of that song — MOVEMENT by HOZIER. god i miss spotify. ( trying to find innocence in the world,charcoal sketches of people who could be gone in an instant, messages scrawled on walls in a hope for her family, enjoying in the little luxuries still available to the world / hannah ).
Cordelia's father was a judge and her mother was in the running to be the new mayor of Atlanta
and when the apocalypse happened she felt some security in who her parents were but when Atlanta became filled to the brim with the undead, coredelia’s family was just like any others for the first time in her pampered little life.
for a couple months she was with both her parents but, her mother was scratched and neither had the heart to kill her before or after she turned so they left her in the middle of the night, the only thing, delia had of her mother was the ring she had given her for her sixteenth birthday and the wedding bands that the hunger that encapsulated the trio that hung around her neck.
when her and her father had met up with a much larger group of people, delia felt as if the hell she had been in for the past year was over, that it would be just a little easier, it wasn’t
one night a massive raid occurred and it turned sour, many members had gotten lost and one of them included her father.
it wasn’t long after that she joined the collective,
Delia’s always been good at art and it was and still is one of the only joys in her life, whenever they settle she picks someone, whether she knows them or not and draws them
it feels to her at least, she’s recording the survivors, even if just their face. She keeps them in an old sketchbook she found in an abandoned book store
she leaves messages to her dad in case he’s still alive waiting for her
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here’s my next killer baby enjoy scarlette braya!!
( emily browning, cisfemale, she/her, 32 ) · for a member of THE MILITIA, i’d call you lucky for making it this far. rumour around camp has it that SCARLETTE BRAYA is a CAPRICORN and used to live in WASHINGTON, D.C. i think i heard someone say that they’re very CYNICAL, RUTHLESS, AND TENSE but who wouldn’t be in the middle of the apocalypse, y’know, especially cause they’re A SCOUT. anyway, they remind me of that song — ANGEL OF SMALL DEATH AND THE CODEINE SCENE by HOZIER. god i miss spotify. ( raw knuckles picked at over and over, sitting in silence surrounded by noise, ignoring the past in order to endure the present, dreaming of the lives hidden within the walls they now stay within / hannah ).
Scarlette was the youngest of five siblings all boys and really enjoyed the life she was lucky enough to have while growing up
she joined the marines straight out of highschool and rose through the ranks as many would before transferring into NCIS as a tactical leader
when the apocalypse first began she tried to be the sweetness left in the world but it was soon taken over by more of a will to survive
she was one of the luckier ones having had training in combat and survival but it was so much different compared to what she had gone through before
She tried to call her parents but they were out of country and her brothers were scattered across the continent, essentially as the militia makes its way through america she’s constantly on the lookout for any braya living or undead
Her parents raised her under their thumb and it lead to great sneaking skills
she wears a pendant of the four horsemen that was her weird goth grandma’s with a golden cross charm added on to it
less for religion though she does believe in God but more to tie her to her past family wise
before the militia though, Scarlette was kind but quickly learned that being kind got you in danger and instead has a trail of dead bodies behind her something she tries to ignore as the days go on.
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holaaaa hi i’m hannah (she/her est) and im so hype to be here come throw your babies at my bright lil lady Ophelia Cameron
( crystal reed, cisfemale, she/her, 30 ) · for a member of THE COLLECTIVE, i’d call you lucky for making it this far. rumor around camp has it that OPHELIA CAMERON is a SCORPIOand used to live in NEW ORLEANS, LOUSIANA. i think i heard someone say that they’re very BRAVE, STRATEGIC, and INTELLIGENT but who wouldn’t be in the middle of the apocalypse, y’know, especially cause they’re an ADVISOR. anyway, they remind me of that song — BONFIRE HEART by JAMES BLUNT. god i miss spotify. ( a bright smile so often forgotten,the moment before the birds wake up in the morning fog still resting,a soothing voice in the middle of the terror. blood soaked hands for the survival of others / hannah, 18, est, she/her, none ).
ophelia is an former forensic pathologist for the New Orleans pd
she was much more involved with the entire solving thing than most were and kinda tagged along on investigations when no bodies needed her
kinda a fucking genius
one of those kind of people who would literally lay their life down for absolutely anyone they thought of as good
became sort of a mother figure to a lot of the youngest members of the collective, if she ever finds a baby ya’ll fucked she’s gonna love that shit so hard
was engaged before the whole shit show but their fiancee turned and she watched them be killed
still wears their engagement rings around her neck
has a literal smile that lights up the earth but it's not very common
has a hard time thinking about one life even for a million because she has the notion that every person thats made it this far deserves to live through all of it
the only daughter of irish immigrants she moved to New Orleans for the job, and hopes to god that her parents are in Aela
also i guess knows how to kill a bitch
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Ellie Bamber on Shawn Mendes’ There’s Nothing Holdin’ Me Back music video.
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