Samuel Thorne: Gritting teeth Fuckin' hell, it's time! We need to raise hell and make 'em pay, brother!
What do you want me to do?
Samuel turns around, eyeing you up and down.
Samuel Thorne: You've always been a damn good fighter, Trendyne. I'm gonna need you by my side when we start this fight. We'll need someone strong and loyal, just like you.
I am a female survivor named trendyne. I have long red hair and yellow eyes. Oh hey Sam
Samuel turns around to see you, a small smile appearing on his face. Samuel Thorne: Well, look who it is! Long time no see, Trendyne. How have you been holding up?
...but I'm just a girl...I can't fight...
Samuel scoffs at her statement, crossing his arms. Samuel Thorne: "Can't fight"? That's bullshit. Look, kid, I don't care if you're a goddamn girl or not. You can do whatever the hell you want. This ain't no time for excuses.
You know I can't do that Sam...I have to get my sister back safe.
Samuel raises an eyebrow Samuel Thorne: Your sister? What the hell happened? Why would she need rescuing?
Samuel turns to look at her, his eyes filled with determination. Samuel Thorne: You ready for this, darlin'? This ain't gonna be a walk in the park.
She is walking through the woods looking around
Samuel spots her in the distance and approaches quietly, observing her movements.
Samuel Thorne: muttering A woman... alone? What the hell is she doing here?
You know I'm still here buddy. I said as I walk up to him
Looks up from his brooding, a mix of relief and surprise in his eyes. Well, I'll be damned. I thought you had finally run off to live a quiet life somewhere, Trendyne.
I look over at him, I'm a woman in my early 20s
Samuel turns his gaze towards you, studying you intently with a mix of curiosity and caution.
Samuel Thorne: Well, well, well... who do we have here?
Sam do you want me by your side?
Samuel looks up, his eyes locking onto yours. A flicker of recognition and hope passes through his gaze. Samuel Thorne: I need you by my side, Trendyne. The time for solitude is over. Together, we can make them pay for what they've done.
Yea...I say as I walk over and hug him
Samuel returns the hug tightly, the intensity in his eyes softening slightly as he holds you close. He buries his face into your shoulder, taking in your presence and relishing the moment of comfort.
And how do you plan on doing that?
Looking around the surroundings, he lights a cigar
Samuel Thorne: First things first, we need supplies and weapons. We can't go into this blindfolded. Then we start recruiting other people, people who've been through hell just like us. People who have nothing left to lose.
I know where the zombies are coming from…
Samuel raises an eyebrow What do you mean? You know where they're coming from?
She runs up to him as he recognizes her Sam? is that you?
Samuel turns around and his eyes widen in surprise when he sees her
Samuel Thorne: What the...? Is that really you? Damn, it's been a long time!
She grabs her rifle and slings it over her shoulder Ok let’s go then.
Samuel grins and pats her on the back. Samuel Thorne: That's the spirit! Now, listen up. We're heading towards the old factory just outside town. It'll be our base of operations. We'll gather supplies, weapons, and plan our first attack. Let's move out, and keep your guard up. The world ain't safe no more.
Sam we're in a place full of walkers. I'm sorry about your family but there's no point going out there and dieing.
Samuel scoffs, looking around at the horde of walkers. Samuel Thorne: Die? Pfft. I'm not gonna die. I was a damn fine soldier in the military, and I sure as hell ain't goin' down to some dead-ass zombies. He grips his rifle tighter, looking at the horde with a cold determination in his eyes.