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marty.

         “ hung UP? no way. hung ? guess you’ll never find out, but the answer is yes. i have no clue where your knife is, made it to first-aid and passed the fuck out. first-aid would be BATSHIT to give you your knife back, you can’t get away with stabbing people just ‘cos you’re easy on the eyes, darling. ”

       ‘ aw--- -- did you tell on me ? don’t you know that snitches get stitches, marty ? i mean, you do kinda have ‘em already, so what’s a couple more to the collection, hm ? as for my knife, i’ll get it back; might go for a similar amateur technique as i used on you, it worked WONDERS last time. do not fret, though------ it’s not the only knife i possess. ’ 

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wolfgang.

           ❛ keeping as many people alive as possible qualifies as a moronic rule in your book? can’t say i’m surprised. hey, they ever turn to PURE DEMOCRACY & decides that what this town needs is a president –– or mayor, whatever –– you have my vote. could go with the slogan ‘ i fucking hate every single one of you & i’ll keep the rations to myself ’ and i’d still be out there talking you up. “ ziba? nah, man –– she’s great. the best candidate around. a little rough around the edges, but that’s just her charm. ” unless you know… decide to literally keep all the rations to yourself & leave me out in the cold. then i’ll just run myself. different slogan, same principle. nobody would ever know. that would make one HELL of a movie, though. not gonna lie to you. –– – uh, pretty bad? don’t get me wrong, i love no rules & endless possibilities as much as the next guy. but at this point? i kind of wanna rest of a bit. gets a bit much when you’re on the brink of death twenty-four hours of the day. ever heard of scaring someone to death? yeah, shit happens. dehydrated, hungry as hell & out there on the constant? might not be the walkers that kill me, might just be a fuckin’ mop falling. ❜ 

      ‘ it is if the ones protected by it are MORONS----- and they are. less people, more rations; basic math. nah, that slogan is too straightforward. politicians lie for a living, so probably something along the lines of “ vote for me, or i’ll fucking knock your teeth. ” --- yeah... still not a lie, but ! short and sweet, and does not let anyone see through my altruistic intentions. you know, i would reward all the SWEET-TALKING on my behalf, but have you seen me eat ? i eat like a goddamn child. rations would be long gone by the time i deliver my acceptance speech----- probably speaking with my mouth still full. so yeah, i think you’d starve to DEATH  in every simulation. sucks for you, pal. ------ all i’m gonna say is, even though you clearly haven’t given it too much thought, you better not. a mop could knock over some shit and before you know it, an herd would be drooling over my flesh, no exits. d’you think it’d be easy to drag your dead body out of there ? fuck no. but might as well dig my own grave while i’m at it. will most likely despise you forever, ‘cause death ? cannot think of anything more boring and easy. ’ 

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jump.

     “fuck off. anglais paresseux. someone else is gonna be pissed at one of us and it won’t be me. you’re the older one in this situation, step up.”

          ‘ you think someone’s gonna be on my case for this ? that’s cute. --- -- and you’re the younger, more vitality to spare, so--- GROW UP. ’ 

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robert.

‘ this isn’t a video game we’re talking about ; we have to be calculated. meticulous. planned. ’

       ‘ ------ -- just cut to the chase before i fall asleep, yeah ? all of this was kind of a given. ’

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archer.

‘ nothing specifically, just curious about you. ‘

        ‘ what ? need things to fantasize about ? ’ 

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wolfgang.

         ‘ never really participated in a pit-spitting contest, –– guess that means i got my big macho man card revoked, huh ? hey, you can have all the fun now ! the world ending ? might’ve been a blessing in disguise. all these ghost towns & the wasteland around them–– they’re perfect setting for just about any movie in the horror genre. just sucks that electricity fucked us over too. at least you can fulfill your dreams of becoming the female reincarnation of rambo. me ? film-making dreams are down the gutter unless i stumble upon a functioning camera. –– – THANKS ! remind me not to tell you of any other conditions i might… you know, pick up along the way. wouldn’t wanna get decapitated for a sore throat. ’

       ‘ sure does. so, i hereby dub thee a goddamn loser, may the acceptance of your pretty much non-existent status on the social ladder and overall lameness become a shining example to the generations to come ! my fun is... alright. can’t do much of anything with these moronic rules hindering my artistic process----- you ever thought of leaving ? you know, finding another four seasons knockoff out there ? ------ --- -- and then, what ? you'll direct and produce a film starring ME as i rip through the arteries of my enemies ?  any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental ? sounds neat. maybe we should scavenge for one of those after all. ------ --- --- true; wouldn’t scratch that off the list just yet. but.. you already have a dysfunctional heart, how much worse can it get from here ? ’ 

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Chuck & Sarah, just because… [17/?]

“I suppose I should thank you for saving my life.” “Oh, you’ve done it for me a time or two. I’m probably still in debt.”

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why should i resolve things peacefully when i can fucking punch you in the face

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