Shane Walsh ☠ 001

[walkersurvivor]

Who: Deputy Sheriff Shane Walsh and somarium!
Where: Espoir
Style: Either - You choose!
Status: O P E N
Note: You can respond via Dreamberry or in person, just make sure you let me know which one you choose!"The hell is this? The hell is this

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In person

[highwarlockmb]

It's not every day Magnus sees a hot figure on a cold day just streaking past him, calling out for help.

Farbeit from the High Warlock of Brooklyn to ignore the call of duty, especially when he was personally invested - that is to say, he found the new arrival attractive and couldn't overlook the opportunity.

"That's a delicious accent," he drawled, bare fingers flashing glitter and red paint as he offered a lazy wave. He was wearing tall leather boots, leather pants, and a fur-lined leather coat, not able to pass up the chance for a fashion statement even for a snowy walk to the liquor store. He was trying to acquire some things legitimately, at least some of the time.

[walkersurvivor]

He'd learned not to trust anybody until they spoke, until they showed signs of actually being a human. Walkers didn't talk, they always had a certain walk and look about them, they just didn't look right, and they sure as hell weren't covered in glitter. After lowering his gun, he gave the man a once over and shook his head, not having encountered too many people that looked like this in King County, Georgia. Yeah, he'd seen a few in downtown Atlanta, but not in the small town where he was from.

"'Scuse me?"

He removed his baseball cap and ran his hand over his non-existent hair, wiping the sweat from his forehead and eyes. Didn't want to be dealing with this, but he really had no choice. Walkers could be everywhere and he didn't really know where the safe areas were... or where his group was. "Look, I don't know what's goin' on, but I sure as hell know I ain't in Georgia anymore. Just answer me this, how many walkers are around? Is it as bad as it was in Atlanta?"

[highwarlockmb]

One glittery brow raised at that line of questioning, Magnus looking nonplussed by the choice in topic, though his eyes were still interested, doing a slow crawl up and down the new arrival as he spoke. Were they talking about foot traffic? And why was that worth discussing?

"I wouldn't know, darling. I've been here for over two years, and before that I lived in Brooklyn. It's been ages since I spent any length of time in the South." Though if this is how local boys were homegrown, well, he might be forced to rethink his next vacation.

[walkersurvivor]

You're damn right it's worth discussing. It's probably the most important thing to discuss and he, quite honestly, didn't understand why the gentleman standing opposite of him right now was not concerned about a possible walker in the vicinity. Did he just not care 'bout getting bit?

"Here I was thinkin' it was the entire country, maybe even the entire world that was overrun with 'em, but you mean to tell me they ain't got walkers up in New York? That all this time we been fightin' for our lives and you been sittin' pretty wearin' your glitter and your leather pants?" He shook his head, "Well I'll be damned..."

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[clumsychosen]

[ Oh derp derp now that the holidays are kicking you, you can bet that Colette is busy wandering through. Getting assorted things for cakes and presents.

It was then on her way back home, arms filled with candy canes, that she spots Shane talking to his Dreamberry. Had she... ever seen him before? ]

Ah, hello there! [ She was about to lift her hand up but wait-- oh no, she can't do that. They're a little full. So how about... hm.

OH YEAH. Just going to bob her head back and forth as she trots forward. ]

Are you new here?

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[walkersurvivor]

[Okay, so there's a few people around here that aren't walkers, but they don't seem too concerned with protecting themselves - ain't got a gun, knife, crossbow, nothin'... And why's she so cheery? What's there to be cheery about when the world's gone to shit like this?]

I must be, cause I ain't got a clue where I am.

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[clumsychosen]

Oh don't worry about that, I can help you!

[ She shifts the candy canes in her arms as if trying to get a better grip on them. Th- they were starting to fall...! ]

This place is called Somarium. I know it may be a little hard to believe, we you're actually in a dream world right now!

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[walkersurvivor]

Glad somebody 'round here can help me. But, ma'am, I'm sorry but if I'm sleepin' deep enough to be dreamin' right now, probably means I'm as good as dead.

[With a sigh, Shane lowers his rifle.]

So, what is this some kind of afterlife or some shit like that? Did I get bit without my knowin' it?

[video]

[scientize]

A Deputy? [Surprise, surprise. Even if this was some poor newcomer's introduction into Somarium and he was terribly confused at just where and why he was here, Naomi was far too focused on Shane's attractive appearance to give him the answers he so wanted.

Oh, and also his supposed career, of course. She likes that.]

We could always use another one of those here in the city. I assume you're actually experienced, aren't you?

[video]

[walkersurvivor]

S'what I said, ain't it? I'm not really lookin' for employment, not like it matters much anyway since everything went to hell. I just want somewhere I can be safe.

[Having been looking around the area for any sort of movement, any sign of walkers, he hadn't been paying attention to the face on the screen. However, luckily for Shane, he takes a moment to look away from his surroundings and at the phone in his hand.]

Well...

[He raises an eyebrow]

What's your name, sweetheart? Might you tell me where I am?

[video]

[scientize]

[Safe. Safety was, unfortunately, not something that Naomi could promise Shane for very long, not with Somarium's various and sometimes deadly mood swings. In the three plus years she had been living in the dream world, the brilliant scientist still couldn't fully predict just what was coming next. For all they had found out about the world in recent months, Somarium was still too much a mystery to everyone.]

Naomi. [If he isn't from here, he obviously won't know her husband, so there is little reason to sneak her powerful last name in. She'll just share one of those lovely, beaming smiles of hers.] You're in Somni City.

[video]

[walkersurvivor]

[Shane stares silently at the phone in his hand for several minutes. He's grasping at straws, really, thinking everybody was here or that maybe he'd just gotten separated or something. A working cellphone? Hell, stuff like this ain't been working since everything lost power and that was a long time ago. But, if this wasn't his phone (and it wasn't), then who does it belong to and how'd it get in his pocket?]

Somni, yeah? Where the hell is that? Ain't never heard of no place called Somni before.

[With an angry sigh, he looks around, checking for any sign of walkers.]

Naomi, this is bullshit. I need to be with my group, the other survivors, they need me. I can't be in this place!

[As an afterthought, said under his breath] Rick can't and won't do shit without me.

[video]

[forgetsyounot]

...You're in Somarium, sir.

[Shirley tries to smile for him at least, 'cause she can tell he's worried. Hopefully this Rick person will contact him soon--though she sadly remembers seeing no such name in all her time browsing through list...]

Are you all right?

[video]

[walkersurvivor]

Ma'am, I'm fine... Well, I think I am. Ain't been bit, ain't got no fever, and I'm not bleedin' or anything.

[He adjusts the bag of guns on his shoulder before turning his attention to the young woman.]

Now, where the hell is Somarium? Sure not in Georgia, I know that... Tennessee, maybe? Or somewhere in the Carolinas? [He pauses] Look, I just need to get back to Georgia, goin' toward Fort Benning, to be specific. I have to find the group of people I was with, that's all I want.

[video]

[forgetsyounot]

[No fever, no bleeding--this is all very good to hear so far.]

Well...to be honest, I--

[She doesn't know where Somarium is either, in relation to Britannia or any area she's familiar with. And from what she's gathered so far, not many of the other residents do, either. It's...not the easiest place to explain.]

--I-I've never heard of any of those places before. [She's. Not entirely sure what to tell him about that. Er.] Um...if it's people you're looking for, though...your new Dreamberry might be able to help.

[video]

[walkersurvivor]

Well shit, where're you from that you've never heard of Georgia or Tennessee?

[He laughs a bit]

Can't believe the situation I've found myself in now, but it's gotta be better than the hell I've been living in.

[He's just going to ignore the fact that she said Dreamberry, figuring it's some kind of bullshit new technology Blackberry version 2 or some cheap knockoff.]

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[keptdown]

[ oh wow hey man-- just sees him speaking to his Dreamberry and raises an eyebrow. Shane Walsh, Deputy Sheriff-- got it. also, guns. o k a y. someone just came from a dangerous situation, no doubt. ]

Hey. [ a bit quiet, but definitely there. ] This is the Espoir part of a place called Somarium -- [ and he can get a bit more technical, but he doubts that would be appreciated. ] -- and you can use that phone in your hand to call anyone you need to, as long as they're here.

[ but, now: ] Are you going to be okay?

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[walkersurvivor]

[He jerks his head up as soon as he heard the voice, readying his rifle before slowly turning to locate where it was coming from. A young man, probably about Glenn's age, wasn't too far in the distance and he didn't look like a walker, was talkin' and all, didn't appear to be bleedin'... but you never know with people these days. For all Shane knows, he could be after the bag of guns like them guys in Atlanta that Rick told everybody about.]

What the hell is Somarium? I ain't never heard of it.

[Shane lowers his rifle after getting a better look at he young man, but he doesn't loosen his grip on it. Can't be lettin' your guard down when you're lost.]

Shit, you tell me. Is this place safe? You seen any walkers?

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[keptdown]

[ ohhh yeah, definitely new, and definitely from a dangerous situation. he already knows that people are more or less knocked the fuck out pulled from any which way -- no matter what kind of dire place they've found themselves -- so he keeps himself calm, raising a hand to run it through his hair. he remembers explaining this to a few people, but he never will quite get used to it. Yuri and Naoto didn't come with the threat of a shot to the head.

... best not to think about that. instead: ] A dream world, as we've been told. I don't think anyone heard of it before they popped up here.

Walkers... [ he... doesn't know. but it might just be the same kind of thing as Witches, so. ] I'm not quite sure what those are, but- I doubt you're going to find any here, unless you fall asleep here and dream about them.

[ action ]

[walkersurvivor]

[In an expression of extreme exasperation, Shane throws one of his arms into the air, almost tossing the phone in his hand down the street in the process.]

Holy shit, man, you gotta be kidding me! A walker... you know, a geek, the risen dead, the undead, whatever the hell you want to call 'em. Everything about them is dead 'cept for their brain stem and they ain't just sick, that's for sure.

[He briefly turns his attention from Suzaku to look around for any sign of walkers]

What you mean by dream world? If I'm suddenly in a dream world then what the hell was I livin' in before? A nightmare? Hell?