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The World of Days Gone

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someone asked me once  -  if i remembered how it all went down.    as if it happened so long ago that anyone could forget.   so yeah ,  i remember.      i remember when our homes and our towns turned into graveyards.   when the wilderness became our only hope for survival.   i remember when the planes fell outta the skies ,  when the trains stopped runnin’.   when the turbines shut down ,  AND THE WORLD WENT DARK.    i remember when they put up the razor wire ,  like it was gonna stop anything.    when the feds ran out of body bags.   when some of us sort of lost our minds.    some lost more than that ,  much more.    i remember when we lived by a code ,  when brotherhood meant somethin’ ,  and living meant more than surviving.    so yeah  -  i remember how it all went down.   now ?   i don’t give a damn about any of that.    you know what i remember most ?    RIDING THE OPEN ROAD.    the smell of your hair.    the touch of your skin.    i remember you.     but those days are gone.    now ,  i’m a drifter.    a bounty hunter.    a mercenary.    and for me ?    the broken road is all that’s left.   but i’ll always remember.

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starter call.   mutuals only.   length may vary.    all starters will take place in the days gone universe unless you ask / i suggest otherwise.   let me know if you want a starter in a different verse listed on my blog.

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starter call.   mutuals only.   length may vary.    all starters will take place in the days gone universe unless you ask / i suggest otherwise.   let me know if you want a starter in a different verse listed on my blog.

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I’ve never done anything like that. Could’ve fooled me.

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*: ･ﾟ✧   interrogation starters.

feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.

CALM / QUESTIONING.

“ tell me, what happened?”

“ did you see anything?”

“ what do you remember?”

“ do you remember anything unusual?”

“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”

“ every detail is important.”

“ and what happened next?”

“ and what did you do when all this took place?”

“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”

“ where were you around __ am/pm?”

“ can anyone verify that?”

“ was someone with you?”

“ and you had nothing to do with it?”

“ and you weren’t involved?”

“ did you see it happen?”

“ did you see who did it?”

“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”

CARING / UNDERSTANDING.

 “ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”

“ did someone hurt you?”

“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”

“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”

“ we can take a break, if you want.”

“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”

“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”

SUSPICIOUS.

“ there is something you’re not telling me.”

“ i think you’re lying.”

“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”

“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”

“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”

“ what aren’t you telling me?”

“ who are you trying to protect?”

“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”

“ they must’ve told you more than that.”

“ you have to have seen more than that.”

“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”

“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”

“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”

DEMANDING.

“ i need you to tell me the truth.”

“ i need you to tell me what happened.”

“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”

“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”

“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”

MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.

“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”

“ i’m listening…”

“ you’re coming with me.”

“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”

“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”

“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”

“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”

“ okay. we have a deal.”

“ sorry. no deal.”

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         “ is this really necessary ? ”   deacon strains against the rope that binds his hands behind his back, turning his head to glare at the geared up asshole that decides to hit him in the shoulder with their shotgun.   not intimidated,  he begins chuckling though more out of sheer frustration at the circumstance rather than genuine amusement.   “ come on guys, how about you just let me go and we can all f’rget this ever happened ?  huh ?  just untie me and I’ll go on my merry way now doesn’t that sound  — ”   his words die at the back of his throat as a door slams and a woman enters the room ; the taunting voices behind him silenced by her presence and he can't held but wonder if she's the big bad boss.   she stands directly in front of him, adorning a blue sweater with what appears to be an eye painted on the front.    the same eye every damn one of these highwaymen appear to wear.    it’s a bold fashion statement, for sure.   “ — great ? ”     /  @rabbitsolver  /  sc.

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    feel free to change pronouns / wording !

warning for bad language.

“ are you really sleeping ? ”

“ that was exciting. ”

“ hello ? i’m lost, and hurt. ”  

“ that’s fucked up. ”  

“ why must we suffer like this ? ”  

“ do you hate this world ? ”  

“ you gotta help me. ”  

“ we have to run. ”  

“ i thought you were dead. ”  

“ the first person who touches me loses their eyes. ”  

“ god doesn’t love you. ”  

“ i’m dreaming. or out of my fucking mind. ”  

“ and here i thought this couldn’t get any worse. ”  

“ seen too much to keep the faith. ”  

“ you really busted your head open, didn’t you ? ”  

“ you didn’t give me up to her. ”  

“ i will fear no man. ”  

“ i will be ravenous in my penance. ”  

“ i could climb that. just need something to stand on. ”  

“ you have to kill me. ”  

“ god hates vanity. ”  

“ this world will die screaming. ”  

“ maybe there’s another way around. ”  

“ unforgivable. ”  

“ this isn’t so bad. ”  

“ i know what you are. ”  

“ that wasn’t so bad, was it ? ”  

“ gotta stop the bleeding. ”  

“ i need you to stay calm. ”  

“ your weakness has damned us all. ”  

“ you deserve the hell you’ll get. ”  

“ you were jealous. ”  

“ you were frightened. ”  

“ i’m not putting a fucking toe in that water. ”  

“ i want to see your true face. ”  

“ you’re such a pushover. ”  

“ you don’t want to get in trouble, do you ? ”  

“ stay with me. ”      

“ i only want us to be friends. ”  

“ shame is a gift from god, to let you know right from wrong. ”  

“ what you want is very wrong. ”  

“ i don’t know what you think you saw. ”  

“ i won’t let them kill you. ”  

“ we have to get out of here. ”  

“ i need to lie down. ”  

“ fuck you ! and fuck your god ! ”  

“ it’s getting worse. ”

“ you need to lie down. ”  

“ there’s nothing there. ”  

“ so, like … is she your girlfriend ? ”

“ you’ve murdered paradise. ”  

“ god has gone silent. ”

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             “ if they see me, they’re gonna bring the whole place down on my head, ”   he whispers to himself, form hunched from the pain of his injuries.   he’s shirtless,  canvas exposed for carlos  who wanted nothing more than to paint over his tattoos with the searing heat of a blow torch.   thankfully, though deacon might disagree, he only managed to burn away one  -  what with lisa having aided his escape.    deacon peeks out from behind a sigil and approaches a nearby ripper beating a bound man to death, though by the time deek’s knife graces the flesh of the rippers throat, he realizes the victim’s already dead.   before he can spare a thought, however, there’s a piercing scream  -  a woman fighting for her life.   “ oh no ya don’t, you motherfuckers, ”   he grunts through clenched teeth, stealthily approaching the ripper that had just tied up a fresh victim to senselessly beat.

without hesitation, he steps in and plunges the knife into the back of the ripper’s head and lowers them to the floor.   retrieving his bloodied weapon, he turns to the woman who continues to thrash against her bonds and covers her mouth to stop the noise.   “ I’m not here t’  -  shut the hell up !  I’m not gonna hurt ya ! ”   he snarls, throwing his gaze to check over each shoulder for any who might’ve heard.   “ I’m here t’ help you dammit ! ”   deacon raises the knife with his free hand and begins cutting the ropes that keep her arms above her head and feet from touching the ground.   slowly, he brings her down, hand still clamped tightly on her mouth.   “ now, I’m gonna take my hand away, okay ?   and you’re gonna be as quiet as a goddamn mouse.   got it ? ”     /  @taintedbydecth  /  sc.

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starter call.   mutuals only.   length may vary.    all starters will take place in the days gone universe unless you ask / i suggest otherwise.   let me know if you want a starter in a different verse listed on my blog.

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reminder that when deacon was in the 10th mountain his unit’s vehicle ran over an ied and got tipped into water and deacon had to swim out and rescue both his alive and dead friends and therefore has a phobia of being in water because of this.