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Stranger: Please say if you're reading! I have Kik and Discord if you’d like to move there at some point. Please feel free to be creative! (My name is Meg. I'm 5'7" and very curvy yet fit. I have medium length blonde hair and dull blue eyes. My skin is slightly tan already from being part Native American. I have a tragus piercing, a helix piercing, a tongue piercings, and nipple piercings. I have many tattoos that can be cover up easily. My biggest being a hip piece that I designed myself that starts just above my hip and ends above mid thigh. My personality is very stubborn. I need things to be organized and I don't really like strangers but I still go out of my way to be polite. Although once I know you I would take a bullet for you. I’ll be wearing this: https://pin.it/nqefmhsf6f66yz ) The world had gone to shit. Wars were happening all over. And people were forced to fend for themselves. What government that still stood never really thought what was best for the people. It only swore to protect those who were somehow still rich and helped to fun the government ran military. You and I had been lovers for a very long time. We lived in a small community of other lone survivors in the middle of the woods away from military bases and other large community camps. One night during a bad storm a military group was sent in to liberate the strongest members of our camp. You were one of the members ripped from our community. Only a handful of us were left. Our gates were destroyed and most of our buildings had sustained damage. But the few of us that remained fixed the gates and tried to survive without having to merge into a large camp. After a while I was sent a package containing your dog tags and letters that you had written me. Your commander also included a letter stating that you were dead. After that I packed my things and went searching for a place in the middle of nowhere to call my home. I had managed to acquire a Belgian Malinois (Belgian Shepard). He and I traveled for weeks before stumbling across an abandoned farm house in the middle of nowhere. I learned to grow my own food and hunt deer and other wildlife for the two of us. Today marked five years without you. Five years since they took you from me. My dog, named Apollo, and I sat in our living room with a small bottle of whiskey that I managed to purchase from a camp about fifty miles away. I drew a picture on some paper and drank my whiskey crying softly as the rain poured down outside. That was until I heard a few gunshots and Apollo started barking. When I grabbed my gun and looked out the window all I could see was a small group of people dragging a deer towards my house looking for shelter. I slip on a jacket and walk out on to my porch. Little did I know that you were leading that small group. (Thank you for reading even if this isn’t your thing! If you’re interested please send me a detailed description similar to mine including what you’re wearing. If you’d like to move to Kik or Discord right away let me know and I can give you mine. Please be descriptive and write at least four or five lines. I hate to be that way but it honestly gets super boring if it is just two sentence replies. Again don’t be afraid to be creative and if you have any questions please ask!)

You: reading

You: Hey, sounds good. I am Emma, 5

You: sorry, sent soon

You: Emma, 5'4, fit, brown hair, and blue, almost grey eyes. My left ear is pierced and I have a tattoo on my right shoulder , and I tend to try to plan for every possibility. I am slow to trust others, but when I do, I would do anything for them. if that trust is broken though, you could never earn in back. I want to try to protect everyone I know, whatever the strain on me. I don't wanna find an image, but I am wearing black combat boots, and dark green pants, from the military that took me. I have a black tank top, and over that a rain jacket. I am carying a bag with various supplies, weapons, first aid, shelter, food, ect. I have a knife on my belt, as well as a host of many other useful things. I am carrying rifle, and watching infront of the group, clearly a leader. My rain jacket hood is up, so you can't see my face.

Stranger: (Perfect! Please continue)

You: I lead my group, having spotted the glow of the windows from the forest, and hoping the inhabitants would be kind, I knew that we needed a safe place to rest. as we were nearing the house, we managed to shoot a deer, and as I led my group of 5 across the field by the house, dragging the deer, I see a lone figure come out, with a dog. "Hello stranger" I call, my voice horse to the point that you would not recognize it. "We were wondering if we could share your home for the night?" I gesture to the group "We have some food" I offer, hopefull

You: (this seems really fun, and right up my ally, plenty of rp)

Stranger: I inspect the small group. Something about you was familiar yet I couldn’t put a finger on it. “Uh… sure. You can skin the deer in the barn. Let me get my dog under control so that he doesn’t eat all of you alive” I step inside and calm him down locking him in my bedroom. Once he was out of the way I motion for everyone to come inside. The house was a small two bedroom farm house with a large open living room and kitchen. “The bathroom is down the hall to the left. Towels and washcloths are in the cabinet. I go into the spare bedroom and move the two twin sized beds and set up a cot. I also grab a blanket and pillow for the couch and set up another cot in the living room. The members of your group each took turns showering and using most of the hot water for the night.

You: "Thanks, we really needed this" I say, coming in after skinning the deer. Again, something looks familiar to you, but I had changed quite a bit since you last saw me, cut my hair, had gotten my piercing, and had a different attitude. Before, I had been much more optomistic, and happy go-lucky. Now, not so much. "So, what made someone live alone, in the middle of nowhere, with just a dog?" I ask, curious "Is it really that safe here" I ask in vauge disbelif

Stranger: I turn on the stove and start cooking. Soon the smells of deer steaks and vegetables filled the room. “Well… I was living in a little camp for a while. But then the government did what the government does and I hiked weeks to find this place. No one comes out here so I was surprised to see you all. The only thing that really bothers us is the weather.” I smile slightly at you before I turn back to my cooking. “So where are you all headed? You were hiking the wrong direction to make it to any town.” I ask curiously. As the food finished cooking I put it on plates for all of you and get you each a nice tall glass of clean cold water. I put everything on the table for all of you before grabbing my drawing and stashing it away

You: "Quite frankly, we don't know" I say, grimacing, "We come from a smaller camp, reasonably well off, but a bit ago, we were attacked, us six were the only ones to stay alive and not get captured. Now," I shrug, "Well, now we are just trying to find a new place to set up, so we can live again. We don't wanna join a existing town, we just want a small group." I pause for a second, debating "I know what you mean about the government" I say, distaste evident, "They messed up my life as well, and left me for dead" I pause, taking a deep breath "It was thanks to the efforts of some in this group that I survived at all." With this, I get up, dropping my stuff of in the room you fixed up for us, before returning. "So, thats my story" I say, grimicing. I look up at you, sure now that I knew you before, but say nothing, convinced that I am wrong *Last I saw her was five years ago, and she had no reason to move, thinking I was dead, she would have stayed, she would not wanna mess up the order she had there* I think to myself

You: (I am using * * to show thought, by the way)

Stranger: I nod my head and hop up on the counter letting the six of you eat in peace. An hour or so later most of the group was passed out. So I let Apollo out. As I do the dishes he lays by my feet blocking you from me. He was my other half. He completed my life out here in my small corner of the world. The day he would die would be a horrible one. He just stares at you occasionally glancing at the two passed out on the couch and the cot in the living room. As I bent over to grab a fresh towel to dry off the dishes the dog tags fall from my shirt clinking together. I grab them and tuck them back under my thank top as I stand back up as if it was muscle memory

You: I look up at the noise, close to falling asleep, that waking me. "Whos are those?" I ask, curious, "If you don't mind, that is" I say, quickly. I start rambling, not wanting to offend my host, "Im sorry, thats not really my business to care at all, I just tend to be very curious, sorry again, I don't know why I asked Im" I take in a deep breath, ready for a few more lines, before saying "Sorry, Ill stop now" I look up, cringing slighly from embarrassment

Stranger: I take them off and toss them to you. “They were my girlfriends” I say before you had a chance to read the name. I finish the dishes and walk down the hall grabbing the towels and tossing them in the laundry room before you had a chance to say anything. I quickly change into a pair of sweatpants keeping my tank top on. Eventually I come back out to grab a glass of water and the dog tags from you. I walk over and hold out my hand expecting you to place them back in my hands. Apollo stood behind me glaring at you and close to growling. He didn’t like strangers. But then again he rarely interacted with anyone other than myself.

You: I stare at you, slightly in awe. In a shocked voice, I say "Your name is Meg, you have a lot of tattoos, the biggest a hip tattoo, that you designed. You have many pierceings, and dated a girl that looks an awful lot like me until five years ago, when the military came. About one year later, you recived these, and word that Emma was dead" I look you in the eyes. "Is any of that wrong?"

You: (Sorry, that was a bit short, but I wanted you to be able to react in there)

Stranger: “Yeah…” I say shocked that you knew so much about me. “How do you know that? No one knows any of that except her…”. It took me a second but I quickly put the pieces together. With shaky hands I rush over to one of the drawers in the kitchen practically ripping it open as I pull out the letters you had written me and the letter stating that you were dead. I practically shove them in your face “How?!? I had an army general personally deliver the package and tell me he saw your dead body himself. How?” My hands were shaky my voice was trembling. And Apollo was now trying to push me away from you knowing that I was getting upset because of you. I slowly sit down on the ground with him and start to pet him trying not to get too upset. I didn’t understand what was going on. I was in a complete state of shock

You: I get of the couch, sitting next to you, wrapping my arms around you "About a year after I was taken away, my squad was hit my a bad ambush." I pause, sounding like I was about the cry. "Everyone died, and I almost did as well. I was shot multiple times, and was basically dead, there was almost no chance of survival" I pause, sniffing "But, some of my group, cleaning up the bodies, relized I still had a pulse, and decided to nurse me back to health. It took them the better part of a year. By the time I was fit again, the army moved on. I tried to catch up for a while, they payed me, and I wanted to send money back to you, but I could not." I take a break, starting to cry "One year ago, I went back home, looking for you, and was told you had left, no idea where, I had no idea where to go, so I went back to the people who healed me. Three months ago, they were attacked by a rival town. I managed to save them, and from there we left, hopeing to set up a new community" I start crying harder, "But now, now I found you again, and I don't know what do you, but to say that I am so, so sorry for all the pain I caused you." I stop talking, only crying onto your sholder, gripping you like my life depended on it. "Im so sorry I did not find you sooner, please, forgive me" I keep weeping, softer now.

Stranger: My fingers run over your arm gently. I stay quiet as you talk my own tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. I gently lean my head against yours on my shoulder and close my eyes. After a while I whisper “You don’t have to apologize Emma. I’m the one who left. After they took you and our community was demolished the few of us that were left decided to merge with a larger community. I couldn’t put myself through the same shit again so I just started hiking day and night until I found Apollo. And then we eventually found this abandoned farm house. Whoever built it put in solar panels for the kitchen and laundry room. But heat is all through the wood burning oven and the hot water runs out quickly. But other than that it’s our own little slice of heaven.” I explain while petting Apollo and gently running my fingers up and down your arm. “So for the past year or so this is where I have been. Alone… but safe and comfortable”

You: "I'm just so glad you are safe" I say, still weeping, "I was so worried that the army had gotten you, or you were killed in a city war, and then to find you out here, Im so glad I did" I sit there for almost an hour, not saying anything, just hugging you, and at peace at last. "Meg, I know its a lot, but, could I offer the rest of my group to set up here?" I look up at you pleading, "They saved my life, and I can vouch for all of them, and all they want is a small group" I swallow, nervous, and so happy for seeing you again. "At least consider it Meg, please, I dont want to leave either of you"

Stranger: After a few minutes I nod my head. “Yeah… I know a guy who I can pawn some wood off of to add on to the house. I don’t exactly think that a two bedroom house is big enough for seven people and a large dog.” The thunder roars across the fields as the rain comes down even harder making me glad that I had covered my garden earlier. “But we can figure everything out as it comes” I slowly get up and help you up. “Go take a shower. There should be hot water again. I’m gonna go to bed. My room is at the end of the hall” I lean in and gently kiss your lips. It had been so long since we had kissed and it almost felt weird. I turn and head down the hall leaving my door cracked a bit for you when you got done. Apollo lays down on his bed in the corner of my room. I crawl into bed and drift off into a light sleep as I waited for you to come to bed.

You: Soon, I come in, slowly opening the door, and get into bed, still slightly wet from the shower. "Its good to find you again Meg" I whisper, staring at your face, seeing how you have changed. "And thank you" I whisper again, "thank you for not being mad, and thank you for trying to find away for us all to stay together, and thank you for being such a kind person, and letting the six travelers spend the night, without that, we would not have meet again"

You: (Hey, its really late for me, and after this next reply, i will need to go. Wanna give me your discord, and we can try to do a post or two a day on that?)

Stranger: I roll over and bury my face in your chest. “You’re welcome…” I mumble tiredly. “I love you…” I add before falling completely asleep in your arms. As the sun rose in the morning Apollo woke me up. I climb out of bed and let him out. I uncover my garden and check the fruit trees and bushes. I bring what was ready inside. I cook up some breakfast consisting of deer sausage, fried potatoes, and corn bread pancakes with fruit syrup. The smell of food filled the house causing everyone to wake up. I feed Apollo and put everything on the table grabbing my plate and sitting out on the front porch needing some space to eat in quiet.

Stranger: (Yeah mine is livefreelylovefully#8167 )