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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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while driving ash could see zombies in the distance around them. even near them, solo zombies wandering through. but they were too dumb to notice the car easily driving by. it was wild how vast and empty the highway was. cars were abandoned all over from people trying to get anywhere but where the chaos was going on. unfortunately for them, however, the chaos was spread worldwide and there was truly no escaping it. "so what sort of community do you think goes on behind the walls of the isle? like a mini america as before. capitalistic and democratic in nature. people have jobs and shit? or maybe it's some dictatorship? what if the isle is worse than whatever is going on out here, hm?" she theorised, but was well aware the negativity was helping no one. but the possibility of the sad potential reality had to be spoken of, right? but what other chance did they have of surviving for a long time? out here there's only so long you can go before something bad happens. a wrong turn, a distracted attention, a step the wrong way. one small move wrong could get you killed. ash was well trained but even the most skilled vets made mistakes. "i guess it's not too important to think of the what if's. just...get there and we'll figure it out along the way." <br/>
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ash laughed a bit to herself and shook her head "and we'll figure it out along the way?" she echoed her words as if questioning them and rolled her eyes, a small smile still on her lips. "i sound like my sister. she took on my mother's personality for sure. always so insanely positive almost annoyingly so. but it balanced out my negativity. i was the complete opposite. but i suppose you're sort of forced to change in this world. none of us are like we once were." <br/>
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