forum //where the dead men lie// >>closed<< stalkers welcome tho 0.0

Started May 24, 2021 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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June shrugged, "honestly, part of me hopes he doesn't, it doesn't matter what you are or where you're from, we are all in this together and he shouldn't have fu-..have acted that way" She smiled softly, "But I know Gus believes he will, and wants him to, and mostly I couldn't care less if he stays gone or comes back, he doesn't like me anyway". She paused for a moment, "Ugh I miss people, mostly just flirting with everyone I meet but still..people"

"Gus and J-Jez are friends… and I made J-Jez l-leave…so..m-maybe if I leave then Jez will come back and they could both be happy.." she mumbled but loud enough for June to hear as she watched her spot, not leaving the focus on it, she let out a sigh.

(country boy I loooooove yooooooou, OoOoOoOoOoOoOoWwWwWwWwWwWwWw >_< )

(XD Lmao)

"no. You should not have to leave, He should stop being a mother fu- A hard a- a uh JERK…" she says with a sigh, "I am trying not to curse if you cant tell" She smiled softly. "But he should not force you to leave, even if it is indirectly, he is a cause. He should learn that you are the same person no matter what."

Darius nodded and went to hammering, subconsciously humming a random rock song. He ended up hitting his finger, making it red, but he didn't notice. Once he finished all of the nails he turned to Gus, his non duct taped hand red from getting hit so much, "that good?"

Gus turned from nailing two boards together to survey Darius's handiwork. "Not bad! You nail pretty straight for a newbie. If y'wanna take a break, I also need somebody t' help me hold this cat flap in place while I secure it. An' then you can go put some cold water on that hand of yours if y'need to."

Darius nodded, "Anything to help…and whats wrong with my hand" He asked then looked at his hand. "oh… that hurts" He blinked slowly then looked back at Gus, "I will hold the cap flat"

Gus snickered, but not in a mean way. He couldn't help it—the way Darius talked sometimes was both ridiculous and endearing. "Thank-you. Jus' hold it nice 'n still while I get th' main nails in." He worked quickly, confident in what he was doing and not wanting to leave Darius struggling with the heavy board for very long. "Wait'll June sees all this, huh? I reckon she'll be mighty proud t' see how much you done here."

"no. You should not have to leave, He should stop being a mother fu- A hard a- a uh JERK…" she says with a sigh, "I am trying not to curse if you cant tell" She smiled softly. "But he should not force you to leave, even if it is indirectly, he is a cause. He should learn that you are the same person no matter what."

She tilted her head, "I already know some words…but thank you for trying not to use them..I don't like them at all.." she looked down as she held her knees close to her chest, the people that had her locked up used to yell at each other, or at her, or just use the words when talking to clients.
"but what…what if he's r-right..? W-what i-if…I c-can only h-hurt people..? E-even Gus looked a-afriad…"

Darius held up the board, he wasn’t exactly a strongly built person, but he wasn’t weak either. And he tends to forget if something hurts anyway. “She will be proud of me?” He asked Gus hopefully.

June smiled softly at Jasper, “sweetheart, trust me, I think the only reason Gus seemed afraid is because he didn’t understand. After all Jez was causing all sorts of ruckus and not really explaining himself. But once you explained it, he understood. Yes? He was no longer frightened.” She stretched, “I didn’t know you don’t like cursing, it’s just a habit I picked up from Dev…he cursed like a drunken sailor.” She shook her head with a smile, “but I usually just use replacement words”

"Well she oughta be," Gus said, tapping in the first nails deftly. "I get the feelin' she worries about you sometimes, y'know. It's bound to make 'er feel better t' see you be so capable and hard-workin'. Hold it one more minute, I gotta line up the hinges."

Darius nodded, still holding the thing up. “I think she is proud of me more when I manage to remember things…without looking in my book” he said with a sigh. He knew it was true, and he was honestly glad that people kept talking to him, the more interaction helped him focus.

she noddd, "mhm…" she looked back at her stake out point with a sigh. "i hope he comes back.."

(she noddd)
June jumped up and down for a minute, "I need to uh work out…I haven't had much time to practice" She said, referring to her old hobby, something that had turned into a fighting skill.

"you can do it elsewhere if you need more space, i'll just be here."

June shook her head, "nah I usually do it by jumping off buildings and such" (to other buildings of course)

"oh?.. isnt that dangerous?" she tilted her head to june.

June nodded with a bright smile, "for most people, but I have been doing it for years and the worse I got was a broken leg".

"oh wow, did breaking your leg hurt..?" she was slighty distracted from watching the door.

June shrugged, "at the time, yes, but I learned how to land if I fall with minimal damage"

she nodded a little in awe, but also in confusion,"Why do you do it..?"

June shrugged, "I spent a lot of years running, so I needed to know how to get away."

(Sorry I've been inactive. Work has got me dead ngl)

Jez steps of the road and into the shallow ditch, the grass green for the most part, though some brown patches crunch beneath his shoes.
Making his way across the ditch and into the parking lot, his eyes scan the few empty cars. Scattered across the lot, windows broken, some flipped, and others simply abandoned.
He wondered if they had any gas in them.
Though realistically, if they did find a car with gas it wouldn't be a good idea to drive it. The motor was far too loud. It'd attract any screamer nearby.
He sighs, waving for Evan to follow him before arriving at the front of the store.
He looks through the glass. The small supermarket was black, no lights nor windows inside. The glass doors in front of them the only window-like thing around.
Jez looks down at the handles, pulling on them. Though to no surprise, the doors didn't budge. He sighs, his eyes going down to his hatchet.
He didn't want to break one of the only weapons he had, and knew how to wield.
Sighing, he grips the handle and swings it at the glass door, making a loud BANG sound and leaving a large crack in the door. He widens his eyes "this stubborn piece of-" he says before swinging once again, this time shattering the thick glass of the door.
He turns to Evan "here let's get inside. Since this was locked, I doubt screamers are in here. I just hope things are still stocked"

-

Jesse turns the corner of a building to see the boys going towards a large store.
"is that where they're staying?" she asks herself before realizing they were breaking in.
idiot She thought as she watches Jez break the glass.
Following them, she crouched behind a car in the parking lot once both of them were near the front, watching them through the window of the car.

(its okay!)
Evan followed after him, if Jez turned to look at him he would see how fluid his movements where and how he barely made any sound when walking along the parking lot. probably how he was able to make it so long, Seeing jez trying to open the door. He was about to say something before he smashed the hatchet against the door making Evan wince and jump slightly, and the same reaction with the second time. he quickly looked around the surrounding area, eyes scanning for any screamers before following jez inside. he huffed slightly, i could have tried to pick a lock..