Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2016 21:19:05 GMT -5
========== A few days after David's rescue =============
Dana couldn't help but be angry. She was done with this shit. Done with this fucking Isle. They made it all the way from New York without any casualties and now suddenly the bodies were piling up like a game of fucking jinga. Barry, Danny, Dalton, that Brian dude, now possibly David? This place is cursed. Not in a literal sense but, it's bee nothing but bad luck and body counts since we got here and Dana was ready to just pack up their shit and leave. If need be they could make dude with the supplies they had and take their chances out on the road. There was more than enough firepower within their ranks to gun down any threat and they were doing just fine on the road. This whole fucking stop has done nothing but bring heartache and loss. Dana herself almost died. Hannah almsot died; though she couldn't tell why, but Hannah has been different ever since they found David in critical condition. Dana didn't bring it up much because she knew Hannah and David were close and everyone grieved in their own ways; but all this place did was take take take and Dana was ready to give it the finger and adios this fucking place. Dana was walking quietly through the grass in front of the yatch club. She was heading to where Julie and Tegan were staying. She knew that things on the road weren't exactly going to be easy with the new baby. The cries in the middle of the night would put everyone in danger for sure, but somehow it seemed a better alternative than staying in what Dana felt was a deathtrap. She felt this place suffocating her, smothering her. She had lost her will to live in this place... She said goodbye to Sophie here when she let her sister's goodbye letter to her drift away in the ocean and now she was ready to say goodbye to Michagan all together. Nothing good has came of this place, its been nothing but shit running down hill and the whole group has been trapt at the bottom with their mouths wide open.
Dana walked up the steps to the yatch club and passed that weird old guy with the silve and brown hair. The one that was driving the badass charger with the creepy sexdoll riding shotgun. Why he tagged along was a fucking mystery but he did handle the dead pretty nicely. The old bastard had his walker game on an A+ rating and that was always good. She passed him and headed inside. Dana passed that guy Buster her and Jenna picked up, he was sitting inside petting a dog and feeding it off his plate. Dana smiled a bit and bounded up the steps to find Tegan. She specifically avoided heading by the medical wing. She cared of course, but she didn't want an update on David's condition until they were off the fucking isle of death. She made her way to Julie and Tegan's room and knocked lightly. She pushed open the door when she heard Julie tell her to come in. Julie was feeding Tyler. God, Dana thought. Julie looked 10 years older. This place was even grinding her soul away.
Dana: Hey Boss, we need to get the fuck out of here. We've played with our dicks on this god forsaken rock long enough, it's time to bolt...... All due respect Boss.
Dana couldn't help but be angry. She was done with this shit. Done with this fucking Isle. They made it all the way from New York without any casualties and now suddenly the bodies were piling up like a game of fucking jinga. Barry, Danny, Dalton, that Brian dude, now possibly David? This place is cursed. Not in a literal sense but, it's bee nothing but bad luck and body counts since we got here and Dana was ready to just pack up their shit and leave. If need be they could make dude with the supplies they had and take their chances out on the road. There was more than enough firepower within their ranks to gun down any threat and they were doing just fine on the road. This whole fucking stop has done nothing but bring heartache and loss. Dana herself almost died. Hannah almsot died; though she couldn't tell why, but Hannah has been different ever since they found David in critical condition. Dana didn't bring it up much because she knew Hannah and David were close and everyone grieved in their own ways; but all this place did was take take take and Dana was ready to give it the finger and adios this fucking place. Dana was walking quietly through the grass in front of the yatch club. She was heading to where Julie and Tegan were staying. She knew that things on the road weren't exactly going to be easy with the new baby. The cries in the middle of the night would put everyone in danger for sure, but somehow it seemed a better alternative than staying in what Dana felt was a deathtrap. She felt this place suffocating her, smothering her. She had lost her will to live in this place... She said goodbye to Sophie here when she let her sister's goodbye letter to her drift away in the ocean and now she was ready to say goodbye to Michagan all together. Nothing good has came of this place, its been nothing but shit running down hill and the whole group has been trapt at the bottom with their mouths wide open.
Dana walked up the steps to the yatch club and passed that weird old guy with the silve and brown hair. The one that was driving the badass charger with the creepy sexdoll riding shotgun. Why he tagged along was a fucking mystery but he did handle the dead pretty nicely. The old bastard had his walker game on an A+ rating and that was always good. She passed him and headed inside. Dana passed that guy Buster her and Jenna picked up, he was sitting inside petting a dog and feeding it off his plate. Dana smiled a bit and bounded up the steps to find Tegan. She specifically avoided heading by the medical wing. She cared of course, but she didn't want an update on David's condition until they were off the fucking isle of death. She made her way to Julie and Tegan's room and knocked lightly. She pushed open the door when she heard Julie tell her to come in. Julie was feeding Tyler. God, Dana thought. Julie looked 10 years older. This place was even grinding her soul away.
Dana: Hey Boss, we need to get the fuck out of here. We've played with our dicks on this god forsaken rock long enough, it's time to bolt...... All due respect Boss.