Tobi Wegman (Walking Dead OC) Good ending She'd finally done it, she'd found her Shangri La, a homestead on the California coast, exactly the kind of place she'd been looking for, with a hefty garden plot, it's own well and a gas generator, far enough away from the neighbors that she didn't have to worry about walkers shuffling in from next door, but still close enough that she had a steady supply of fuel from parked and stranded cars, and close enough to town that it wasn't difficult to get more, three gas stations, none of them tapped out as far as she could tell. It was a little slice of heaven. She could easily see the road from the front of the house, and the edge of the woods from the back, and even with the generator running merrily away in its shed she could still hear approaching traffic and there'd been some while she'd been in residence. Right at the moment she was pruning back the rosebushes out front, they'd gotten overgrown and wild with no one there to tend them, Pinky, her sugar glider, was scrambling through the bushes, chirping happily.
Bad ending She'd always known she wasn't going to make it, and that she was probably going to die bloody. That was just the way things worked in the new world. She wasn't out of shells for the shotgun yet, but she didn't have many of them left, and she was saving the last two for herself. She'd barred the door to the warehouse she'd holed up in, and so far it was holding, but she could hear the Walkers outside, and she could tell that it was getting worse, as if they had reinforcements arriving. The ones already at the door were scratching and clawing, and it wouldn't be long before they broke through, but she was going to be ready for them. She had the shotgun braced at her side, ready to swing it up into firing position just as soon as the first one made it through.