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un: Sweetpea
Think I got the hang of this. Uh, for those I haven't met or talked to yet? I'm Clementine.
So. I'm still figuring a lot of this. Being kinda newer here and all. I'm not sure dragons are new, are real, here exactly, but back home dragons and that sort of thing were just stories, outside of maybe being similar to dinosaurs and lizards? So them actually being real is new to me.
Like there being no walkers. Or -- zombies? Whatever people want to call it when the dead don't stay dead and try bite and infect you too. It started when I was about eight, almost nine. Pretty sure everyone was -- is infected. So. I guess what I'm saying is that if something does happen to me, someone has to kill me before I turn. Or if any of the people I know from home, if they wake up. If something happens to them. We can't let that happen here. I don't want to put everyone here through that.
Which, kind of still related to the walker thing, I don't suppose anyone has recommendations for sleeping better? Nightmares kinda get old. I haven't had a chance yet to figure what might be available. If anything.
[All of this is....well, it's a lot, suddenly finding herself here. She still has so many questions, and is still figuring her way around and all yet to be entirely settled in exactly. But maybe, given time, she might get there. Eventually. If she could ever actually adjust to things. To there being no walkers, mostly. This barely scratches the surface, but it's a start?
.....Even if it is a hella awkward one to initiate right off like this. In regards to the walker thing and her telling people she's infected.]
So. I'm still figuring a lot of this. Being kinda newer here and all. I'm not sure dragons are new, are real, here exactly, but back home dragons and that sort of thing were just stories, outside of maybe being similar to dinosaurs and lizards? So them actually being real is new to me.
Like there being no walkers. Or -- zombies? Whatever people want to call it when the dead don't stay dead and try bite and infect you too. It started when I was about eight, almost nine. Pretty sure everyone was -- is infected. So. I guess what I'm saying is that if something does happen to me, someone has to kill me before I turn. Or if any of the people I know from home, if they wake up. If something happens to them. We can't let that happen here. I don't want to put everyone here through that.
Which, kind of still related to the walker thing, I don't suppose anyone has recommendations for sleeping better? Nightmares kinda get old. I haven't had a chance yet to figure what might be available. If anything.
[All of this is....well, it's a lot, suddenly finding herself here. She still has so many questions, and is still figuring her way around and all yet to be entirely settled in exactly. But maybe, given time, she might get there. Eventually. If she could ever actually adjust to things. To there being no walkers, mostly. This barely scratches the surface, but it's a start?
.....Even if it is a hella awkward one to initiate right off like this. In regards to the walker thing and her telling people she's infected.]
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Given I've been on the road since, yeah, it seems to at least be something affecting at least the entire US that I've encountered so far. No idea on if this is worldwide outside of that though, since communications are pretty screwed. But you can turn by getting bit or scratched by a walker, or just by dying. Doesn't matter how you die, once you die, you turn, unless someone takes care of you first to prevent that happening. It's been....about seven years or so by now? Something like that. Kinda lose track in just focusing on surviving and keeping moving, but that seems about right.