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November 11th, 2022, 01:03 AM
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Fenrir13 is offline
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(I´d definately want Season 2 Clementine now, where she wears jeans.)
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November 11th, 2022, 02:28 AM
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Clementine is offline
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(Sure. We starting her off with Christa?)
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November 11th, 2022, 02:14 PM
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(I can try playing Christa. Do you know what happened to her baby, though? Wiki said she had a miscarriage, but when?)
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November 11th, 2022, 02:50 PM
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(Let’s just start after)
Clementine and Christa were tending to a campfire, the sound of crickets and rustling trees in the wind accompanying the lone survivors as they sat in silence. Clementine felt the tension radiating from Christa every time they would so much as exchange glances with each other. Both cheeks of her denim clad bottom were planted firmly to the slightly damp tree stump her derričre rested on as she watched Christa’s work. Clementine reached behind her to get the lighter out of her bag, before her stomach dropped at the realization that she had lost her bag somewhere, or seemingly forgot it. She looked into the fire, reminded of how her rump would be roasted when Christa found out. She discretely rubbed her bum with her hands, knowing what would inevitably be made of it.
Last edited by Clementine; November 13th, 2022 at 04:39 AM.
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November 14th, 2022, 11:30 AM
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(Why is the atmosphere so tense? Because of the baby? Also, would Clem really just forget her bag? She is a really smart girl in my opinion...seems a bit lazy. No offense. Sorry for taking my time.)
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November 14th, 2022, 01:11 PM
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(I’d imagine something like that. Ok, what should she get spanked for than?)
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November 14th, 2022, 01:36 PM
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(I don´t know to be honest. I always struggle with stuff like that...and Clem is such a good girl in Season 2, too. Let´s brainstorm, okay?)
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November 14th, 2022, 01:48 PM
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(hm…maybe she falls asleep with the fire burning which could have gotten them caught be bandits or walkers? She’s such a good girl I feel like the spanking wouldn’t be for misbehaving, rather a mistake she made that almost or did cost them enough christa thought she warranted a smacked bottom)
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November 14th, 2022, 04:33 PM
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(Thats good, really good actually ^^)
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November 14th, 2022, 06:52 PM
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(I’m gonna rework what I wrote since I’m busy with school and don’t have much time)
Clementine and Christa were tending to a campfire, the sound of crickets and rustling trees in the wind accompanying the lone survivors as they sat in silence. Clementine felt the tension radiating from Christa every time they would so much as exchange glances with each other. Both cheeks of her denim clad bottom were planted firmly to the slightly damp tree stump her derričre rested on as she watched Christa’s work. Clementine broke the silence. “Um…It-it’s my turn for night watch right? You did the last two nights. I should be okay.” She said, trying to convince the older woman to get some rest, feeling she’s responsible enough to watch over the camp for the night.
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