Communications for the walk

Supplies are getting critical.

We need a supply run.

It ain't easy, it ain't fun. Sooner or later you gotta run. I need people who know how to shoot. I need people who can move fast.

If you volunteer, it ain't no hiking adventure. It's real shit out there. And know that if you get bit, you will be put down. Simple as that. We ain't got no other choice.

Right then. I need about five. Alex, Michonne, I already got your names down. Carl, I think you should stay here and hold down the fort. Lila, your choice if you wanna go out, or stay with your brother.

[Carl]

Uncle D's talkin' about settin' up a council. I think one of us should be on it, since Dad's not here and he'd probably want one - if not both - of us to help out. What do ya say? Want to run for council with me?

There's been talk about putting together a council, and I for one think it's a good idea.

I'm from a zombie apocalypse. I was living in a prison very much like this one, with the garden and the zombies outside the fence. It's a little too similar for my liking, and different enough to be...different.

None of the other council members from there are here. But I still think a council is our best bet. I ain't no leader, and I don't think no one person should be a leader. It don't never work out. And a council is only as good as the men and women who serve it, but I think we gotta start somewhere or we're going to go nowhere.

Any thoughts? Suggestions? Ideas? Volunteers or nominations? Let's hear it. The forum is open to everyone, but you ain't got no voice unless you speak up.

I'm going to set up a place in the back for target practice.


Any objection?

Has anyone seen my brother?

His name's Dean. He, uh...makes model faces a lot, is obsessed with mullet rock, and if you're a female he's probably hit on you five times by now.

Home sweet...Well, prison home. Except...this isn't the same prison that I knew. Something's different. Off, even. I don't like it. I wonder if Dad, Carl, and Uncle D are around...

Oh, and Elena Gilbert? We're sharing a cell. I keep my things on my side and you keep your things on your's.