#apocalypse shifting

[jadeshifting]

— ♰  ༻ THE WALKING DEAD DR

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JADE THE SPADE . don’t laugh. i didn’t come up with it. before, because of my green thumb. now, because i’m a fucking menace with a shovel in my hand, and really no greater aspirations than seeing tomorrow—which may seem bleak, but i assure you it’s a fine way to live.

after the world ends, what’s left for someone like you? someone like me? when it’s really, truly, good and over.

it’s safe to say that humans have finally joined the circle—eating and being eaten. are we even still at the top of the food chain? i don’t particularly care, actually.

the end of the world ripped through the glitter and gloss of girlish dreams like a pack of ravenous wolves. a bunny in a den of foxes—it’s a balancing act between sugar and steel. the world’s gone grim, but i cling to whatever i can, hands reeking of blood and sweat and painted with silver polish. innocence not lost, just sharpened; a lamb draped in wolfskin, still soft enough to see beauty in the decay but clever enough to keep it from swallowing me whole. i stitch my identity from scraps, a patchwork of lace and leather, refusing to let the apocalypse strip me of the one thing i refuse to lose—myself

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WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE WORLD ENDED? (i know where i was)

★⋆. — the outbreak crashed my military academy camping trip like a bad joke with no punchline. one moment, it was knot tying and firestarting; the next, it was screaming, blood, and cadets turning into chew toys. survival instincts kicked in fast—me and a handful of others bolted while the rest of the group got torn apart like a horror movie cliché. i stuck to the shadows, scavenging supplies and dodging the undead like a ghost, my survival training doing overtime

★⋆. — when my small group’s numbers thinned thanks to panic and bad decisions, i was left solo. determined not to join the buffet or find my end along with the rest of the world, i continued alone, hopping fences, raiding cabins, and staying two steps ahead of death. by the time i stumbled into Rick Grimes and his happy-go-lucky group, i was half-feral, sharp as a switchblade, and carrying the weight of too many brushes with death to count

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— life was a glittering future on the horizon, and a brain full of ambitions too big for my boots. now?

the crisp order of my days is long gone, swapped for the jagged rhythm of scavenger life. ambition? boiled down to staying one step ahead of death. the pristine fawn i once was has learned to grow antlers—equal parts hunted and hunter, wide-eyed but feral, forever caught between innocence and savagery

who would’ve thought the apocalypse would feel like my second act? strange, huh? the world ends, and suddenly i’m not just surviving—i’m thriving. no crisp uniforms or barking instructors, no stupid ranks to fight for. just me, my dog, and a chaotic, gnarly world that somehow fits me like a glove. there’s something about the rawness of it all that feels honest—more honest than anything i had before. i can call my own shots without anyone telling me i’m too loud, too sharp, or too much.

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and the little things? they’re different… better, now. a decent meal, a sunrise, Pistol wagging his tail after a long run—they’re brighter, louder, sharper than they ever were back when the world was still spinning right. sure, there are days that gut me, losses that burn so bad i swear i’ll never come back from them, but there’s this gnarly kind of beauty in the fight, in clawing my way through it all and coming out the other side. i was built for this world, and for the first time, it feels like it was built for me, too

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SKILLS KEEP YOU ALIVE (if you’re willing to use them)

♰  ༻ SHARPSHOOTING . i’ve got an eagle eye and a steady hand—i’ll peg a walker (or a squirrel) from fifty yards out, no sweat

TRAP-SETTING . whether it’s walkers, wildlife, or unwanted guests, my snares are creative and borderline evil

♰  ༻ PICKPOCKETING . need a weapon, food, or a little “borrowed” lighter? i’ve got you covered

FIRST AID . i’m not a doc, but i can stitch, splint, and bandage with whatever’s lying around—duct tape included

♰  ༻ BARTERING . my haggling game is ruthless; i can trade a paperclip for a can of peaches and make you feel like you got the better deal

INSTINCT (WOLFISH?) . i’ve got a sixth sense for danger, reading people and places like a book with a big red DANGER stamp on the cove

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♰ “perfect traps, clean kills, no wasted movement. whoever did this is good. too good.”

HOW IS EVERY DAY THE EXACT SAME, ALWAYS DIFFERENTLY? (what day is it?)

♰  ༻ like a magpie with more orderly priorities, i scavenge all day, every day for food, trinkets, and anything remotely useful

diner dreams���i play short-order chef with whatever’s edible, whipping up “meals” that are 80% apocalypse creativity, 20% actual food (not sure what percentage edible, but it ain’t high)

♰  ༻ i braid my hair and clean my gear (even in the apocalypse, you can’t let yourself look like a total wreck. who do you think i am?)

keep my blades razor-sharp, practicing flips and spins to quiet my busy brain. i throw them and i hit my target

♰  ༻ my nightly routine includes gazing at the stars, wondering if there’s still a future worth fighting for. glamorous

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FOUND FAMILY? (first family. there was nothing before, either.)

finding a family after the world ended felt like stumbling onto an oasis in the middle of a desert—alien, overwhelming, and so damn beautiful it hurt. solo for so long, first by circumstance, then by necessity, the idea of belonging hit like a sucker punch. Rick’s quiet strength and Daryl’s rugged loyalty made them paternally carved out of grit and steel, grounding me in ways i didn’t know i needed. Carol, with her no-nonsense care and hidden softness, gave me a taste of the motherly warmth i’d long since buried as a pipe dream. and Beth—bright-eyed, gentle Beth—became the sister i’d never had, someone who made me believe in sweetness again, even in a world like one big sour gummy worm

♰  ༻ then there was Carl, all sharp edges and soft vulnerability. falling in love with him was like being cut by a blade i didn’t wanna dodge… like stepping into a fire i couldn’t put out—a blaze i’d protect with my last breath. the rest of the group—Glenn’s humor, Maggie’s resolve, Michonne’s quiet strength, Judith’s innocence—each thread wove into a tapestry i couldn’t live without

♰  ༻ raw, intense, and terrifyingly unfamiliar. this new family wasn’t bound by blood but by choice and survival, and protecting them becomes my creed, my compass. every scavenged meal, every walker killed, every sleepless night on watch—all for them—my salvation in a world that had tried to strip me of everything human. for that, i’d give them everything i had

ib : @/solanasreality & @/hrrtshape

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[rayztokio]

pov: you’re me if i ever got stranded on an island #gottabecunty #defnotalostref

[nobodybutsoul]

₊˚⊹⋆ Things and rules I included in my FALLOUT script:

PS. Although I'm shifting to New Vegas specifically, the "rules" are meant for any Fallout reality.

DR self:

You can make yourself immune to pain, however I scripted that I do feel pain but it's very minor - like a cat's scratch.

Same thing with radiation - you can make yourself immune, but personally I'm not (at least not fully). I'll get some temporary radiation sickness (like minor stomachache, paleness and fatigue) but only if I really get A LOT of radiation in my body - so drinking Nuka Cola won't harm me, jumping into nuclear reactor pool will (but only a little so there are SOME consequences to my actions.)

I also scripted that I (and my companions or possible S/O) can't be injured in any deadly or severe way. So no lost limbs, organs, major changes to appearance - no to burns or broken teeth, but yes to bruises and cuts - you can change the rules however you want though!

I don't remember Fallout's plot nor my backstory (as Courier, no need to include this as a different protagonist/person), but I do remember that I'm also my-CR-self, and that CR-self knows this world as a game. I won't confuse my realities due to not knowing my backstory as Courier 6. + I will learn more and more of my backstory as I journey through the wasteland.

Also, I will always know what to do, where to go, I will never feel lost or confused. I won't be overwhelmed by the completely different, harsh world.

The time difference I scripted is 1 hour in CR = 1 week in DR, so 8h of sleep = 8 weeks (1 month 26 days)

The food/drinks I or others prepare, even the most unusual ones (teriyaki deathclaw steak and rice anyone?), are always at least decent in taste (and never deadly, poisonous or radioactive.) That also includes food at diners, canteens etc. The better the place, the better the food. Oh and you can script that you won't accidentally eat human long pig meat in Ultra Luxe - I forgot but I HAVE TO SCRIPT IT LOL

My period is 1-3 days, I don't feel any menstrual pain, only few seconds of discomfort in my stomach so I won't be surprised by it. There are always available pads/tampons.

Death and violence isn't permanently traumatic to me. No matter how bad the kill or fight is, it's never gorey (it's better if you don't traumatize yourself.)

My Pipboy can't never be stolen, even if I leave it somewhere. I always know where my Pipboy is.

I have the LifaApp in my Pipboy (if you use Lifa ofc). I can stop time with the LifaApp, and I can still control the Pipboy (just like in game). I can return to my CR by choosing an option in my LifaApp in Pipboy. LifaApp is Pipboy/terminal themed.

My underwear is always clean. Don't judge me, it's the apocalypse 😭

I don't have sensory issues, all of my clothes and armor (power armor too) are comfortable.

I can lose/spend all my caps but I will always find a way to gain even more (you can script them to be never ending, can't be stolen...)

I can skip time whenever I want and I know how to do it.

It's good to script that your teeth are healthy, straight and white (if you want to), you never stink and that you have your own personal toothbrush and toothpaste (and it never ends/you will always get another one somehow.) Same thing with deodorant/antiperspirant.

Changes to game lore:

Bigger settlements have running water (some might not have hot water but at least they have ANY water) and (most) people actually take care of their hygiene.

There are more animals than in game. For example, in my DR there are normal and mutated horses, same with cats, dogs and other pets. There are also (same as before, normal and mutated) fish in some bodies of water.

Most settlements should have access to brahmin milk, some kind of eggs (chicken, gecko, whatever), razorgrain flour from - obviously - razorgrain fields.

Gastronomy workers wash their hands and won't spit in my food lmao.

There's possibility that I encounter characters from other Fallout games but they will be aged (up/down) accordingly with the timeline.

Same thing with factions; there can even be new ones - but that's guaranteed in my DR.

Most toilets and bed should be clean, bugs free, and (toilets) be equipped with toilet paper and soap.

Predator animals won't attack me first. They will warn me (growl, hiss etc) first, if I don't back off, they might attack me. Again, it won't be painful, just a cat's scratch.

(Only Fallout New Vegas, although it can be changed to your base of choice) When I reach Lucky 38, there will be Mr/Ms Handy that will clean and cook, there will be a lot of clothes to choose from (elegant and practical), there's always some kind of food, water and alcohol (I have a bar there). And you can just add anything; mine has electricity, running water, bathtub and shower, swimming pool, much more rooms than in game, air conditioning, music room, cinema etc...

There are movies and songs that are, obviously, in Fallout games, some from my world that fit the theme (for example, there's Lana Del Rey but even more retro lol), and "fictional" ones that only exist in my DR.

I also scripted that I enjoy the taste of Nuka Cola and Sunset Sarsaparilla because I (CRself) don't like sodas, especially cola, but I really want to try these and not be disappointed lol

Skills to include:

Most importantly, I'd say, is to prepare your SPECIAL. I "cheated" on mine because I have much more points than there are available in game - my SPECIAL IS: 6/8/7/8/8/6/6 but you can make it all 10s if that's what you want.

Survival:

First aid and medicine knowledge

Fire and shelter building

Foraging, hunting and fishing knowledge and skill

I'm able to read weather and danger signs (examples: there are grey clouds so it will rain/thunder, there's vultures flying so there's a dead body around etc)

Fighting:

Melee and unarmed combat

Firearms and energy weapons expertise

Explosives expertise

Sharpshooter

Self-defense

Other:

Gun maintenance

Lockpicking

Hacking

Understanding of the wasteland and its creatures

Speech

Barter

And any in-game perks you want.

And that's everything I have prepared for now. I hope I helped someone with their script! 🩵 Remember, shifting is a part of you. You CAN do it.

[thatone-highlighter]

I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.

[himeshifts]

THINGS TO SCRIPT - apocalypse dr . . .

SKILLS.

— i never miss when using guns

— lock picking is really easy to me

— i am strong and can fight really well, even without weapons

— i can sense zombies from a distance

— i can easily use any weapon

— i have good first aid/medical knowledge and can easily take care of any kind of wound

— i can easily kill a zombie without hesitation

— i am very intelligent

— i am a fast runner

— i have a lot of stamina

— i am flexible

— i have quick reflexes

— i high pain tolerance

— i can survive long without food or water

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OTHER.

— using knives doesn’t disgust me

— i can only die bc of old age

— i am not afraid of heights

— i am immune to getting bitten or turning into a zombie

— i don’t get disgusted seeing the zombies, blood, intestines, corpses, wounds etc.

— i never get held hostage

— i never have to fight zombies when i am alone

— i never have to experience huge herds

— i don’t get any major injuries

— i don’t have to eat animals like dogs or squirrels, i always have normal food available and i don’t feel disgusted eating it

— my water is always safe and clean to drink

— when running for supplies, i don’t encounter a lot of zombies and never a herd

[glennseyeball]

the other day i showed my friends some random daryl gif and said "i would def eat those biceps up" and they looked at me reconsidering their life choices of being my friend but i know very well that my tumbrl girlies would've gone wild and agreed w me instantly, i love my tumblr girlies who won't judge and are just as crazy as me 💓💓💓

[deminetly]

ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE DR MOODBOARD

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[laylasverse]

ACT I. DRAGGING OF DEAD FEET ᰋ Z NATION REALITY

[cupiid-777]

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐢 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬 (𝐂𝐚𝐥𝟐𝟐) - The virus in my post apocalyptic dr

Physical symptoms (before major infection): Muscle spasms, muscle cramps, skin sore outbreak, vomiting, fatigue & temperature fluctuation, a burning sensation in the skin, dulling of all senses. Psychological symptoms (before major infection): Confusion, despair, paranoia, irritability, visual hallucinations and loss of facial recognition.

Calculi Comosis from an evolved species of Ophiocordyceps unilateralis. This species takes control of a patients muscles, and driven to it's need to survive, makes said host eat and spread the virus to other living creatures. It is spread through fluids such as blood or saliva, and we have recently discovered that it is rapidly contagious if any fluid from an infected patient enters another. Often these symptoms may cause young people and senior citizens to pass away before the infection can fully spread due to a rapid overwhelm of one's immune system. From what our research can decifer this virus causes full loss of control over ones muscles and severe slowing of the heart rate. The virus creates and destroys blood cells continuously within the host. It is essential to note the infected seem to be fully conscious (See test subject 8 & 12) However they seem to follow in the ways of the victims ophiocordyceps unilateralis, their physical bodies controlled fully by the infection. So far, we have discovered two varients:

Chriekithuene varient (C1V) Physical symptoms: Seemingly unable to speak, uncontrollable hunger, seem to be relearning how to use their bodies, partial or full loss of sight, enhanced sense of smell, seizures, loss of brain functionality, and apparent enhanced form of muscle paralysis, severe internal bleeding.

Psycological symptoms: Unable to aquire information at this point.

Hypochrynkeite varient (H2V) Physical Symptoms: All symptoms of C1V, Decay in the skin, full loss of sight, hightened hearing, burning in the light, severe enhancement of speed, hunters, highly sensitive flesh.

Psychological symptoms: Extremely aggressive. AVOID AT ALL COSTS.

Currently, there is no known cure for Cal22

So I was gonna just do a normal intro for this dr... but then i found THIS from my notes 2 years ago.

NO this was not based of The Last of Us. I hadn't watched it at the time, we had learned about Ophiocordyceps unilateralis (that fungus that controls ants and small animals in the wilderness) in class and i thought it was fucking awesome and wrote a little story. Then realised it was already a thing in tlou. sorry for yapping, this still upsets me /lh

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[cosmicportal]

[realityrain]

ᓚ₍⑅^..^₎building a new DR script╭ ?! ‧₊˚ ↺┊

posted on my tt (@/probablylucid). anyway i haven’t had a new DR in like a year so i thought id might as well make a post while making the new script!!

[jadeshifting]

i'm not sure if you already answered this buuuut i saw that you have a twd dr so i was wondering if you had ANY ideas (scenarios, advices, stuff to script) of how to make an apocalyptic dr (twd or not, it doesn't matter!) safe YET still interesting?

like i'm thinking about making a original one but idk if i'm keeping zombies/infected in (and maybe script that they're pretty much chill?? like they're there just for the vibe or something idk LMAOOO) or if i'm going with a "last persons on earth" kind of plot without any real danger (kinda boring maybe idk but at least it's pretty much 100% safe) and i'm/we're just exploring the now abandoned world, doing whatever we want kinda? aaaaa idk sorry i'm rambling!!! and maybe i'm not even making any sense omg

ANYWAY!!! LONG STORY SHORT: how to make a safe yet interesting apocalyptic dr? (and thx for your help<3)

hi !! happy to have another apocalypse shifter on my blog, i love a good apocalypse DR i think about them constantly

zombies there for the vibe & being chill made me laugh not them being background props LMAOOO but i get what u mean !! u could always script little things like they always walk, they’re not particularly fast or strong, or get rid of the concept of herds completely and script that they always travel alone or in small clusters.. maybe that their bite force isn’t all that strong and they have a hard time biting through jeans or other tough materials, so people wouldn’t be getting bitten through clothes as often. those are pretty basic ways to make them a lot less dangerous i think?

i vibe with the end-of-the-world exploring everything concept soooo much, i literally ramble about it in this post where i talk about the things i’m looking forward to in my walking dead DR, its a concept i love and one that i think could be so much fun with the right group of people, or intensely therapeutic and interesting if you did it alone !! don’t apologize babe i was born to understand your visions 🧘‍♀️

okay, so i’ve actually cracked the code to the apocalyptic multiverse… my secret weapon… to achieve an interesting but safe DR… the answer to it all… is under the cut… if u dare………

— LUCK :^) ( aka the secret weapon to surviving the apocalypse without getting rid of the plot )

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“I AM CONSISTENTLY AND PRETERNATURALLY LUCKY.”

cause that’s what makes things happen at the end of the day, right? you can be the most prepared, stocked up, and ready to handle the world, and still die at the hands of a creaky floorboard or an unlucky maneuver. that’s kind of what the apocalypse is all about—it treats everyone equally

being an uncannily lucky person influences things in a variety of seemingly tiny ways, ranging from small conveniences to life-saving occurrences :

⋆˙♱ a walker bites you, but it’s teeth don’t manage to get through your pants—so you’re fine

⋆˙♱ bullets miss you by a fraction of an inch, so close you can feel them pass you by—but they don’t hit you

⋆˙♱ you go through every pump at some abandoned ripped-through gas station, and the last pump somehow has a little bit left—just enough for you to get where you’re going

⋆˙♱ trekking through the woods and a rainstorm that kind of irritates you manages to wash away your tracks in the mud—no one can follow you now, and you didn’t even know they were

⋆˙♱ a vending machine you stumble across has one bag of chips still teetering at the edge, tucked towards the corner where no one saw it

⋆˙♱ you drop your knife fighting a walker, but it tumbles into the stream and you find it in the water a mile up the river—you’d already given up on getting it back

⋆˙♱ someone sneaking up on you happens to step on a loose floorboard, which groans loudly—it alerts you with just enough time to run or fight

⋆˙♱ your backpack rips, and you stumble across a mostly-used roll of duct tape not an hour later—there's just enough left to seal the rip

⋆˙♱ your group dismissed the old, rusty revolver you stumbled across because it looks so beaten-up there's no way it works—it fires clean on your first try

⋆˙♱ the rickety ladder you come across, one that groans and is horribly splintered, holds just long enough for you to climb it—it falls apart the moment you no longer need it

⋆˙♱ as a herd surrounds your hideout, a horrific storm rolls through and you think things could not get any worse—the pelting rain and roaring noise confuses and scatters the herd away from you

⋆˙♱ sometimes when walkers are chasing you, they trip over roots or rocks and they faceplant into the ground. ( maybe this one isn't even luck, walkers are fucking stupid )

this is a scripting tool i use in tons of my dangerous DRs, to circumvent getting busted up all the time

the important thing here is that the LUCK aspect doesn’t take away from the plot or anything interesting happening. you still get attacked or fight, get into sticky situations, have crazy things happen or follow the events of any show/movie you may be scripting for, but you’re lucky enough to walk out unscathed without it being some magical or unrealistic thing !! it makes it more interesting to find yourself consistently pretty successful, in my opinion. you stumble across cool things, escape bad situations and live to tell the tale.

sisyphus suffers for a reason, and it’d be the same thing in the apocalypse if you were constantly pushing forward and surviving, only for something awful to happen, and you to suffer a grievous injury or loss, over and over and over again. trying to make the best of things but taking hit after hit would be miserable, you know? that’s the biggest change i made to my DR that differentiates it from the source media (the walking dead for me) is that things do get better, and we do have good days, and we are working towards a peaceful future that we will eventually reach. a lot of that is luck, in my opinion !!

thank u for the message and happy shifting !! i’ll probs post some scenario ideas for apocalypse DRs soon, but in the meantime i hope u got something helpful from this in terms of danger prevention, mwah :^)

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[eatuniverse]

love interest typology . the survivor

interpersonal connection is one of the most pertinent reasons we shift & apocalypse centered desired realities are no exception. in a world plagued and ravaged by blight, love can be the sole spot of brightness. thoughtfully, using this list of these compiled traits, you can design a lover not-canon to the media you're shifting to. tropes include:

the preppers && survivalists . the ex-cops . the punks . the dreamers

ib this post by @deerdoegone !

personality . . . a balance of quirks and flaws.

aloof. spunky. cynical. cunning. high-octane. cocky. brash. witty. brilliant. spiteful. grizzled. charming. reckless. level-headed. blunt. closed-off. slick. distrustful. forgiving. efficient. civil. polished. edgy. neurotic. uptight. dishonest. stubborn. impatient. well-spoken. charismatic. amiable.

ideals . . . core values define a person.

charity. responsibility. humanity. ambition. optimism. stoicism. balance. conformity. independence. justice. righteousness. community. order. loyalty. logic. freedom. change.

specialties . . . survival necessitates skill.

tracker. scout. scavenger. trapper. marksman (sniper, archer, etc). medic. hunter. mechanic. entertainer / performer. farmer. priest. historian. scientist. teacher. tradesman (masonry, carpentry, plumbing, etc). blacksmith. engineer. barber.

visuals . . . aesthetic

face claims . . . in no way comprehensive!

devon bostick. cara lavigne. logan lerman. dominic fike. lamar johnson. kyle gallner. anastasia tjhong. dylan o'brien. taylor russel. hoyeon jung. matthew lillard. steven yeun. booboo stewart. pedro pascal. sophie thatcher. courtney eaton. robert sheehan. keke palmer. vanessa morgan. tom cruise.

[succubustacy]

carl grimes

twd dr

[luvstiorra]

things in my walking dead dr that just make sense 🏚️

joel miller exists and he is litro my dad. and the two of us literally go feral for coffee. he drinks it black (LOSER ALERT), i take mine with expired splenda packets and cinnamon like a true baddie 🙂‍↕️

covid happened a few years pre-outbreak and i lost my smell lol. so i can't smell walkers or daryl's bo. hooray!

mad libs is the hot new trend in the group. abraham uses some variation of "fart" for everything. noun? fart. adjective? farty. person? eugene mcfarterson.

i carry a bottle of hot sauce in my backpack AT ALL TIMES.

i have a pet horse who i love dearly. her name is bonnie. she is no longer with us in the physical realm but she is with me in spirit 💔

when the outbreak happened i became a minor (major...) klepto and stole a bunch of good quality hiking gear. not because i knew what i was looking for but because i wouldn't wear anything ugly

i lied that i got my driver's license so joel would let me drive, but really i failed my test because i had "unnecessary amounts of road rage." but there's no traffic when everyone is dead so there's no one for me to rage at!

i sleep in a hammock up in the trees every night. it's more comfortable than you'd think and i've only fallen twice 😊

i keep my nails long and in a sharp almond shape. stylish and can save me from harm in a pinch!

i wear sundresses when it's warm. impractical? maybe, but at least it flows gracefully as i run from walkers

[moonchild-in-blue]

The difference in tone between Emergence and the other two singles is so jarring when you listen to them back to back. On one second you're ascending to the 9th realm with Miss Gabi Rose's sax solo, on the other you're clutching your chest on the floor like a wounded animal of prey. Fun stuff.