#musings: teresa

[thiscoldheart]

just jisbon things (6/?)

[ligninn]

"You can come after me as many times as you want. I'll cut you down every time."

[johannestevans]

watched lovely dark and deep and i'm so grumpy about it

it's important not to overexplain a horror concept because overexplaining or providing too much information can end up removing the fear aspect from your premise

but here it's just like. ok. why would she do that though

if she doesn't want to shoot someone in order to escape, why would she just stay in the woods and let it continue to keep other people? are we to assume that killing a deer is equivalent to a human life - and if so… what about many areas of wilderness, where hunting is permitted? what about the fact that most national parks do allow for some animal death even if not hunting, like necessary deer culling?

especially because this story is explicitly linking itself to and referencing the reddit SAR series and separately paulides' missing 411 work, it seems absolutely absurd to me for the story here to take the premise that the rules of the national park are somehow according to a spiritual law or practice or whatever set by "them" rather than a human thing put on signs to remind people not to litter or to accidentally cause damage to ecosystems within the parks

the problem with some of these films is that they're very attached to a white american's idea of ecology and particularly to like. nature-based spiritualism

and subsequently it ends up like "WELL IF YOU KILL AN ANIMAL… THE FOREST WILL KILL YOU BACK… LAW OF NATURE…" and it's like. no, animals die. humans die. death is fine and normal. humans are part of the broader ecosystem.

if you want as a storyteller to ascribe a higher meaning to humans dying or humans killing, you have to do it for a purpose or with some sort of reasoning in mind - trespassing, spilling blood on specific, sacred ground (not large swathes of wilderness), attach a reason as to why humans are more important than any other animal, particularly any other predator or hunter

because otherwise you end up with this fucking nonsense that's like "mmm mother earth wants us to go vegan because she feels bad for the deer <3" and it's absolutely fucking facile.

[popperazzi]

last week in Costa Rica ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

[arxchnoverture]

+ " You would think my BIG BROTHER would at least have introduced me to my NIECE by now . "

[meatriarchived]

maria's fcs compared to her missing poster

because posters then were Not entirely accurate, hand-sketched, etc so honestly? none of her fcs look PERFECTLY like it but i personally feel they each look perfectly close enough to be believable y'know? c:

[achefelt]

OPEN to everyone.

Once again, Teresa had ended up somewhere she probably shouldn’t have been in the first place. Unprotected, alone, and too stubborn to call for backup, she found herself hiding out in one of the few run down factories just outside the city. Gun had remained holstered while she wandered around, kicking a few pieces of rotten wood and worn brick aside as she moved. There’s a twist in her features (disgust) with every step, disinterest begin to hit her like a wave at the realization that this wasn’t what they’d been looking for in the first place: a dead end, respectively. It only furthered her irritation.

On her way out, she’d gotten only a bit lost, but at least she was moving faster. It didn’t last long, turn of the corner revealing a barrel pointed straight at her face as she entered one of the smaller rooms. Demeanor remained relaxed, even as Teresa came to a halt, and her hand didn’t reach for her own weapon. Instead, one lifted in a lazy surrender while her opposite shoulder fell against the wall - she could use a minute to rest anyway. “I was just leaving.” After snooping, yes, but at least it wasn’t a lie. “You wanna put it away? I don’t really have time for this.”

[sxmthingwicked]

Closed Starter.

Do not, under any circumstances, like my starter!

Made on Beta.

The city was as desolate as Teresa had ever seen it. In the sense that, the things that walked it's streets...were no longer human. You change, once you see a person bite into another's neck, while proceeding to then eat them. Teresa could remember her first kill like it was yesterday, the images flashing in her mind like an unwanted rewind. With a shotgun nestled in her hands and a knife strapped to her thigh, Teresa turned the alley corner. Careful as to not allow the material of her back pack go scrape against the wall, Teresa began to hear voices.

It was... someone was screaming.

Calling for help.

The woman weighted her options. She couldn't stand the idea of being alone one more minute, but she also didn't want to die before she got out of the city. 'This isn't the time to be a hero, Teresa...' she thought, but the scream got louder. "Fuck it." She said, choosing to follow the source to a small city center, where a young man was nearly being cornered. There weren't too many, but enough to over run one man. Teresa sighed, raising her shot gun to the nearest one. Once they were all down, Teresa looked to the man.

"You alright? Got yourself in quite the pickle there."

@thanaredreamtof

[archxngxl]

Closed Starter

@heavenlyx-muses​

It’s been about six months since the world went to absolute shit. The dead walked among the few living that survived, ate whatever was in their way. Arden never thought that day would come. This was the kind of stuff you would see in movies, or comic books. 

Arden kept a steady pace along the woods. She stepped over every stone, every branch. The woods seemed like a lively place, almost made you forget about the things that were happening around. Arden stopped, dead in her tracks. She heard someone. A woman, along with a chorus of wailing corpses. Arden followed the noise, until she came by the source of the noise. In front of a small river, was a woman fighting three walkers. They had her cornered. As much as Arden would’ve liked to turn back, her conscious refused. Arden set her bag against the rock, palming the large machete she had with her. Arden snuck up behind one of them, rose her machete high and stuck the walker on the back of the head. Blood spurt, the walker fell down. Arden made quick work of the other two, stabbing one of them in the eye and the other in the back of the head. She had gotten really good at this. “Are you okay?” 

[thiscoldheart]

just jisbon things (2/?)

[animebxuty]

🍳for Eleanor and Terresa

"how did we end up in this situation?" Eleanor sighed as she stood naked in a apron with Teresa. She didn't say anything else, and Teresa simply smirked as she looked at her fellow Exorcist.

[notthatgirlfrcmculiacan]

There's no surrender And there's no escape Are we the hunters? Or are we the prey?

[lovest0rie-archive]

✧ teresa mancini tags

[arxchnoverture]

+ @stxrsoldier asked :"You can’t arrest me. I’m the good guy” @ teresa

+ " Pretty sure after what I just WITNESSED ? ' Good Guy ' is a term that's up for debate . Now put your hands up. " Still holding the PISTOL in her hand, Teresa wasn't one to leave something like this open for DEBATE .

[inkdreamt]

"Two pink lines" Teresa for Patrick

My muse just found out they’re pregnant. Send "Two Pink Lines” for them to admit it to you!

She supposed she should be excited. Teresa had always loved the idea of being a mother. But excitement left her an hour ago, replaced with what she now knew was morning sickness. So, when she heard Patrick call her more testy than usual, she rolled her eyes. "Is it testiness when it's actually morning sickness?"

[atvrvxia]

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