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It wasn't every day that Cradlegrave woke up with zero memory of who he was other than his name--or maybe it was every day, and he just couldn't remember it. He walked along a beach searching for another human figure, squinting as the harsh sunlight penetrated through even his sunglasses. His only companion was his incredibly huge and cool shotgun that he had used earlier that morning to shoot some dude called Pine in the face. Had he gone a little too far with that? Probably, but what else was an amnesiac supposed to do? Not attempt to kill the first person he saw?
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POSTEDMay 12, 2021 12:03:49 GMT -5 TO Human Roleplay
She sat in the crook of a beech tree, her blue eye narrowed. She'd been trying to find him, well, really, actively hunting him, since he gave her her gaping hole where her green eye used to be. This was enough to piss a girl off, but Aspen was trying her best not to be too bitter about it. Well, that was a lie. She was furious about it and she sort of wanted him to be the next blood on her hands. This wasn't the smartest move, though. Not while he still had that gun.
The rock that she threw skidded by his head and landed on the sand in front of him. She had been very careful not to hit him. She'd come a little closer to his head than maybe she'd intended, but what could she say, her depth perception was a little off with only one eye. She lobbed another one in his direction, before clearing her voice.
"Fancy seeing you again," she called from her perch, although she threw her hand up in a "don't shoot me i'm not going to attack you yet even though I have every right to carve out your left eye and feed it to you" gesture. She'd come in peace, or at least, for now she did.
Cradlegrave bent down to pick up the rock, turning it over in his fingers. "Nice aim," he said, rolling his eyes. "Sorry for what I did earlier. Didn't like the way you were actin' with Pine, even if he is awful. And to be honest, I didn't realise everyone I killed was gonna come back alive either."
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POSTEDMay 14, 2021 11:15:57 GMT -5 TO Human Roleplay
"What can I say, sibling drama extends even through the bleekest of circumstances," she replied with a shrug. "I wasn't necessarily intending on killing him, but what can I say? He came to the door swinging, and he was simply not going to win." Although her memories of the Before Times, before they had all woke up in a fog, were almost completely gone, deep in her soul, she knew her brother was a pain in the ass, and no amount of amnesia would change that.
"Also, while you're at it, I didn't hit you in the head on purpose. As much as I'd like to nail you right in the eye with a rock of my own," she paused to adjust her newly acquired eyepatch, "you've got a gun and I don't. I may have died once, but I don't intend to again." She blinked, before jumping down from the tree and landing on the earth with a thud.
"What do you know about this place? Rumor has it you've got quite the kill list so far, so I figure you're my best bet in trying to figure out what in the hell is going on."
