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To begin, two major changes need to be made to both FTWD and TWD. Firstly, Travis is shot in the neck, and he does throw himself out of the helicopter, but he survives by landing in a river. Secondly, in TWD, Carl doesn't die. Instead, Morgan sacrifices his life in some grand gesture, and his final plea is for Rick to end the war.
My Reasoning:
- Not only was Travis' death sudden and absurd, but it also ruined any potential he had to become an excellent character. In my version, Madison and Co are still pushed forward by news of his "death," killing two birds with one stone and allowing for a myriad of interesting possibilities.
- This allows TWD to continue closer to how it did in the comics, a way I find much more narratively satisfying, and doesn't allow Morgan to crossover--thus stopping FTWD from becoming the "Morgan and Friends Show". (Maybe he can die saving Carl--bringing his character arc of not being able to protect Duane full circle.)
These are not entire seasons. These are simply general ideas. P.S. - Reading this in one sitting might make it feel like a breakneck pace, but just try to picture your own episodes within these seasons.
SEASON 3
With Travis now alive, it allows season three to play out basically the same, until the mid-season finale, where Travis would reveal himself as alive. From there, we would get a Travis-centric episode like we did with Daniel, showing how he stitched up his own neck wound and lived in the wilderness until he was found by Walker's people. As someone else said on this sub, this would open up the possibility of Travis being a bridge between the two people groups.
Because of his siding with Walker, we could get a very interesting dynamic between Travis and the other Clarks, specifically Madison. Story beats would have to change, but this will help the overarching story overall. For my purposes, Travis (while with Walker's people) would revert to his more pacifist self as he was in seasons 1 and 2. However, this would not change his tendency for violence, which he would struggle with during the duration of the season. Luciana still leaves, Daniel is still shot by Strand, Madison still kills Troy, and Nick still destroys the dam.
TLDR: Travis survives his gunshot wound and becomes a bridge between the two communities. The rest of the season's events basically play out the same, with obvious changes.
SEASON 4
The dam has exploded. And after a minor time skip, we meet up with our crew: Madison, Alicia, Nick, and Travis, who are hiding out in an abandoned gas station. You see, while the dam is gone and quite a few of the Proctors with it, they're still everywhere; searching for the people who tried to wipe them out. In a hail-mary attempt, the Clarks flee up north, leaving Mexico and hopefully the Proctors by heading into Texas. They all assume Daniel and Strand are dead, and whatever sense of morality they had at the ranch has now completely been lost. They are ruthless to both walkers and people, both of which they find plenty of in the Texas plains.
One of the main relationships I want to grow in this season is between Nick and Travis. While they did interact in the other seasons, it was to a very small extent--most of Travis' time was spent with his own son Chris. But with Travis' brutality more or less returning, and Nick no longer being the fun-loving and adventurous 19-year-old we knew, they grow closer--two men who have lost their innocence and themselves to the apocalypse. Nick will become the son Travis never had. But as they grow closer, so do Madison and Alycia. However, it's not a paternal healthy bond, it's Alycia trying to live up to the "Golden Child" standard she's kept for herself. With Madison's tendency to care more about Nick becoming ever more obvious, Alycia is
driven by a need to please her mother--something that will eventually tear the family apart. But for all intents and purposes, the Clarks are the strongest they've ever been.
After a few episodes of traveling through Texas, they are stopped by three members of a Biker Gang (think Hell's Angels or Sons of Anarchy). They try to intimidate our crew into giving up what little supplies they have, but with a single look from Madison, two of the bikers are dead and the other is nearly beaten to death. Travis argues they take the bikes and leave, but Madison suspects they have a camp nearby--and after a torture session performed by Travis, she's told that she's right. They are led to the
Dell Diamond Baseball Stadium, which the Bikers call home. After an initial standoff, our crew is let in. Everyone is wary of these Bikers, but after only a little while, they quickly integrate into the group. Travis fits right in with the rough-and-tumble men, Alycia is praised for what little medical skill she has (which she uses to heal the tortured Biker, named
Cole), Nick becomes a valuable asset for what the Bikers do, and Madison quickly rises up the ranks.
You see, these Bikers are like the Saviors. They run a protection racket. But instead of Negan's view of people: that they're a resource to be maintained, the Bikers simply destroy whoever doesn't bend to their will. However, there's a major problem: both manpower and bullets are hard to come by in the apocalypse, especially when they kill whoever disobeys them. But that's where Nick fits right in. With his skill with the walkers, he dons the blood and guts once more, using it to lead entire walker hordes into stubborn communities. They've found another new home. But as Travis and Madison make clear, it
is not permanent.
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All seems well until word begins to spread amongst the Bikers. Their pre-apocalypse rivals, the Proctors, have made their presence known. In a show of force, the leader of the Bikers takes most of his men out to meet with the Proctors. At the same time, a young girl named Charlie is let into the stadium. Nick becomes a surrogate older brother, and they grow close. But our group, of course now fearful, vote to remain at the stadium with a few other nameless civilians and a healing Cole. It's going to be a few days, so Madison and the family lock the stadium down. No one in or out. That's when the
Vultures show up.
Like season four of FTWD, they're still a corny group of hippies, but our group has dealt with worse. Way worse. Madison and Travis leave the stadium to talk to the Vultures, while Nick and Alycia stay back with Charlie. However, the young girl is revealed to be a double agent, the one who let the Vultures know that the majority of the Bikers were leaving. She pulls a gun on Nick and Alycia just as Madison and Travis single-handily
slaughter all of the Vultures.
None are left alive. Hearing the commotion, mixed with fear and anger, Charlie shoots Nick. But Alycia, in a split second,
kills Charlie.
Now dying of a gunshot wound, Alycia desperately begins surgery on Nick. Madison is purely focused on her son, but the weight of what they just did is finally beginning to set on Travis. Nick is treated just as the Bikers return, a majority of their numbers wiped out. We then get a Strand-focused episode, revealing how after the dam he was captured by Proctor John himself. But we see how he was
unable to worm his way into a position of power within the Proctors. We get to see how the Proctors tracked our group all the way from Mexico, and how they had a massive battle with the Bikers we know, wiping most of them out. But the Bikers we know escaped, and the Proctors have followed them.
Out of both time and options, Nick sneaks away (still very much injured), his plans unclear. However, the Proctors show up, Strand at the helm. He's the spokesperson for the Proctors now, but a wrench is thrown in the plan for battle when he sees Madison and Alycia inside the stadium. Proctor John holds his attack too, realizing his chance for revenge is within his grasp. He then proposes a deal to the Bikers, saying that if given Madison and Co, they'll leave. This, of course, is a lie. The Bikers deliberate, with Cole being the main voice for trading them over. Travis tries everything he can to convince the Bikers to not hand them over, but realizes that being killed either by the Bikers or the Proctors isn't much of an option. Bound and gagged, the Clarks (minus Nick, who Madison fears for) are handed over.
Put on their knees and guns put to their heads, Strand tries to talk John out of it--trying to make him pause and think. But it's no use.
Just as bullets are about to be fired,
a massive herd comes out of nowhere! Nick has led them all here, and being careful, he slips through the herd and unties his family. He tells them to do the guts trick, which they do, but for whatever reason, he turns back. As he moves through the herd, careful not to get shot or eaten, he finds Strand fighting for his life. Nick then steps in, helps him with the trick, and leads him to safety--but not before seeing Proctor John fighting the herd. It looks like he's winning; using a row of his soldiers to gun down the horde, until Nick sneaks up behind him and
slits his throat. Now leaderless and surrounded, the Proctors and the Bikers are wiped out. Covered in guts and aimless, our crew leaves the stadium.
Weeks later, and after a few more misadventures, Nick goes out hunting. As he does so, he stumbles upon a man dressed like a cowboy, and sitting against a pickup truck:
John Dorie. The same exchange happens, where John asks whoever is in the shadows if they would like to join him. Nick reveals himself, and it ends the same way as it did in the show, "So what's your story?"
TLDR: Madison and Co escape Mexico only to join up with a biker gang in an old baseball stadium in Texas. The Proctors return, old rivals of the Bikers, and a massive battle ensues. A group called the Vultures show up as the Bikers leave, and are quickly slaughtered by Madison and Travis. The Proctors come with Strand in tow, and after quick thinking from Nick, the family and Strand escape, while both the Bikers and the Proctors are wiped out by a herd of walkers. Nick then meets a man named John Dorie.
Season 5
John Dorie is what Morgan should have been for the Clarks: the exact opposite of what they are. While they're ruthless and cold, he's merciful and warm. His mission is simple: find his wife. And because of Nick's insistence (and Travis' persuasion of Madison), they decide to help him do so. He explains they separated several weeks ago, after meeting at his cabin and living there for the majority of the apocalypse. But he is far from incapable. In fact, he's the best shot of the entire group and anyone they ever come across.
Tensions however, are high. Madison of course doesn't trust John, and hates the influence he seemingly having on her son. She thinks that his kindness is weakness, and fights to keep her control over Nick.
Based on the evidence John gathered, his best guess is that his wife was abducted and taken north, into Colorado. With nowhere else to go, the Clarks travel with John north. Having entered Colorado, John soon catches a trail. He finds evidence of a camp with the same logo as he found before, that of a key. He feels that they're getting closer, and he turns out to be right, as they find a small community of survivors living inside an old motel. He wants to go in and talk, but Madison isn't risking it. Instead, and with much pushback from John, our main crew goes in guns raised.
Using a small herd of walkers Nick gathered, they take out the guards and quickly find the leader of the community. At gunpoint, the man explains that he's part of a network of communities under one woman, Virginia. They're called the Pioneers, and their goal is to make Colorado the beginning of a new United States. Madison, Alycia, and Strand laugh at the idea, but Nick and Travis are more open to it. After stealing supplies, weapons, and a vehicle, our crew moves on to find John's wife. Or so he thinks.
A few days later, our group finds another one of the settlements, an old ski lodge. This time, however, based on both Travis' and John's pleas, they go in as if they're just some survivors. As they are let in, they see that the lodge is heavily armed--a death sentence had they gone in guns blazing. They stay for a while, with Nick, Travis, and John warming up to the idea of a multi-settlement government. John finds out that his wife is at the capital of the settlement,
Lawton. Eager to hit the road to see his wife again, he tells the group to get ready to head out. Madison, however, has no such plan. Nick argues they should go with him, but Madison argues that nothing like this could last and that it's likely all a lie. Madison and Strand want to take over the lodge, killing them all if it came to it. Travis is against it, his guilt driving him to try to stop murdering, but Madison's mind is unchanged. Survival at any cost is her plan now, and if a few nobodies have to die for it, so what? Madison is going to keep everyone together, no matter what. So, under the cover of the night, John and Nick sneak off the lodge grounds and leave.
In the morning, Madison sees they're both gone. Enraged, she prepares to go out and immediately find them until a
massive snowstorm hits, forcing them to stay inside. For Nick and John, however, a test of will is what the storm becomes. Frostbite and starvation are mere days away, and they seem to be going in circles. Until a search party finds them. They're grabbed and treated as they are taken to the capital settlement. The search party wasn't for them, but for a young girl, but finding the men so close to death stopped the search. At least for now.
Back at the lodge, Madison is planning for a seize of power. People are anxious, and she has enough trust with the guards to grab some guns. But Travis stops her. He talks to her and looks at her as if she's a different person, something that seems to haunt her. They've grown apart, barely showing any physical affection.
At Lawton, Nick and John see that the settlement is large, larger than anything they've come across so far. They have large walls, farms, livestock, freshly constructed buildings, and people. Anxious to get to his wife, John meets with the mastermind behind it all: Virginia. But unlike the show, she's a genuinely kind woman. She really does want the best for people, and after some deliberation, John finally gets to see his wife. She explains that during her own supply run, she ran into the Pioneers needing help. She did, and they invited her to join. She left a note for John, telling him where to find her, but a massive herd forced them to leave early. It's a joyous moment and something that deeply saddens Nick, reminding him of Luciana.
Until he hears a voice, "Nick?" He turns around and sees Luciana standing behind him! They embrace, and she tells some story about how she found these communities. She apologizes for ever leaving him and promises to never do it again. And after this moment, Nick asks her to be his wife. She says yes, and he couldn't be happier.
Two weeks later, Madison, Travis, Alycia, and Strand are escorted to Lawton, where they reunite with Nick. He explains what happened, and in a seemingly hopeful moment, a wedding is held. Nick and Luciana get married, and all the while Madison plots.
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After five or six months, we see how the family has gotten used to this way of life. Nick and Luciana are happy and working together, Strand has become a high-ranking Pioneer, Alycia has become a rather skilled doctor, Travis has settled down with Madison (though they're still very distant), working the fields next to a small cabin, and John and his wife work as rangers. Life is good. It's peaceful. With all the communities working together, it can seem like anything is possible. But Madison isn't happy. She doesn't trust any of it. And neither does Strand. She believes that at any second, a revolt will happen. An enemy group will rise up. She feels the Pioneers are too trusting, too hopeful. She wants to keep her family safe, and she doesn't think Virginia can.
One day, a community-wide meeting is called, where all the heads of the communities will come together to discuss general going-ons and plans for the future. All the heads come to meet in an old courthouse, including Strand. That day, Madison asks Virginia to meet, and she raises her issues: how they are too trusting, and a severe lack of top-down control. Virginia assures her that those things will happen--in time, but not to rush them. Madison asks her if she will ever actually make those changes, and Virginia pauses before saying...no. Madison then pulls a gun and
shoots Virginia in the head. As soon as the shot rings out, Strand leaves the main courtroom where all the heads of communities are, locks the doors, and starts a fire. In mere minutes, the entire courthouse is in flames, and everyone inside is dead.
Immediately, there is chaos, as people think it was an attack. Madison steps up, explaining that Virginia was killed, and the fire was started by anarchists. Strand then grabs a random man and drags him up to the stage where Madison stands. After making up some story about the man, she asks the people if the anarchist should live, and there is a resounding and furious flurry of "no's". She pulls out her pistol and executes the man to the horror of Travis, Nick, and John.
At night, Madison meets with John, as he's become a high-ranking ranger. He knows that that man was innocent, but Madison seems to have no remorse. She explains very calmly that he's going to help contain the chaos, or she will kill his wife. To his shock, Madison waits for a response. He finally sputters out that he'll help. She lets him go back home, knowing he'll do whatever she wants.
Then, she goes home to Travis, who's distraught. He knows everything that happened was staged, and that Strand was helping plan it from the beginning. He's enraged, but Madison remains calm, explaining that everything she did was to protect her family. Travis is beyond shocked, exclaiming that everything that was happening
was protecting her family. She looks at him, cold as ice, and tells him that he's not her family. He's not blood. Nick and Alycia are all that matter to her. Travis is horrified and heartbroken--too stunned to speak. She walks over to him and explains that if all he is is against her, he's a danger to her family. She then grabs a nearby knife and
stabs him in the gut. She looks away from his eyes as he gasps for air, and as she twists the knife deeper into his stomach. She
rips the knife out and he collapses on the floor, dying. She watches him suffer, and just like that, both Travis and the Madison we knew, are dead.
TLDR: Madison and Co follow a good-hearted cowboy named John Dorie into Colorado in search of his wife. After a few altercations with this group's settlements, John reunites with his wife and Nick reunites with Luciana. Months later, Madison and Strand enact a plot to seize control of power. Madison kills Virginia, and Strand lights a building aflame with all head of communities inside. Madison then threatens John into working for her, and she kills Travis.
Season 6
"Travis was killed by the anarchists." That's the lie that's told. The one spread around. At his funeral, Nick is devastated, barely able to hold it together as he gives a speech. John is silent, suspecting that Madison is the one who killed him. She knows that he knows, but she doesn't care. She cries at the funeral. But just for a moment.
Thanks to John's help, the communities have calmed down. Order has been re-established. Madison and Strand have taken up leadership of the Pioneers, but they quickly ditch the key logos and outfits. The rangers are trained to be merciless--gone are the days of trusting new people. A new rule is established: kill on site. Thanks to this, the communities are stronger than ever. John lives in perpetual fear of Madison, worried that at any moment she'll claim his wife is a member of the Anarchists, and have her killed. In order to avoid this, he becomes a vital tool for Madison, doing anything she says.
Nick is deep in grief, numb to his now wife and the outside world...until Luciana breaks wonderful news: she's pregnant. Nick is shocked, but excited--ready to be the father his dad never was.
In the meantime, Madison uses John to round up people who would stand against her, and after planting evidence and calling them Anarchists, she has them executed. Her family and community is secure. It looks like no one can stand in her way--except one woman: Luciana. Now pregnant and fearful of the dangerous new woman in control of Lawton, she wants to leave with Nick. He argues that they need to stay, it's his mother after all, and that they can't keep running forever. But she sees the danger.
That night, Nick and Alycia and hanging out together when he proudly tells her Luciana is pregnant. Alycia is really happy for him, until Nick tells her that he's decided he's going to leave Lawton with her after she gives birth. At the same time, Madison goes to Nick's home and meets with Luciana. She plays up the whole "sympathetic mother figure" deducing rather quickly that Luciana is pregnant. Luciana then tells her that they'll be leaving soon, much to the dismay of Madison. She soon leaves once Nick returns, not acting as if she knows about the pregnancy and their plans.
The next day John offers to take Nick down to one of their outermost communities, a few days ride. He accepts, feeling on top of the world. At that time, a group of armed Rangers
burst into Nick's home, searching the entire place. Luciana is confused, but she is quickly tackled to the ground. Then, they find what they're searching for: the same knife used to kill Travis. Dragged out of her home, she's thrown into a holding cell.
A few hours out from Lawton, John struggles with the immense guilt of something. Nick asks him what's wrong, and he finally explains that Strand told him to take Nick out of town for a few days while something happened. Fearing something really bad is going to happen, Nick races back to Lawton, with the help of John.
The knife is supposedly the one that killed Travis, and Luciana is scheduled for a public execution that same day. At the time of the execution, Luciana is brought up on the gallows, in front of public of view, and Strand gives a speech about order and safety. Madison is absent. Nick reaches the main gates, but is temporarily blocked. Using sheer adrenaline and channeling Travis, he fights off the two guards and races to the center of town to see Luciana, noose around her neck. He screams for them to stop, but with the crank of a lever, the trapdoor falls, and Luciana suffocates to death. Nick can't do anything as he falls over, weeping, saying, "She's pregnant...she's pregnant..." Alycia comes running from the Infirmary, unaware of what's happening. John finally makes it to the town square, and using his crackshot aim, shoots Luciana down. But it's too late. For whatever the reason, she turned fast, and John walks over and quietly puts an end to her reanimated self.
Nick is completely broken now. He lays in a ball on the ground, unable to move. Alycia attempts to comfort him, but he pushes her away. John walks over to him, attempting to apologize or make what he did right, but Nick
snaps. Grabbing a knife off of Alycia, he
stabs John is the gut, and begins to beat his face in. Alycia tries to stop him, but Nick kicks her away as he takes swing after swing, beating John nearly to death. Nick then stops, grabs John's rifle, and screams for Strand. Strand, still standing on the gallows, attempts to duck as Nick fires at him,
hitting him in the shoulder with a bullet. Nicks keeps firing, until his gun
clicks empty. He stands, surrounded by Rangers and civilians.
He's locked in a cell, fists bloody and eyes empty. Madison comes to the cell, trying to play innocence, until Nick
grabs her by the throat. He squeezes, a fire lit behind his eyes. All the pieces fit together now. Everything. He begins to laugh hysterically, realizing it was his own mother who killed his pregnant wife. "You...you actually thought I would what--just fall back into your own arms? Be your own little "Nicky' again!?" He tightens his grip, but he's too good a man. He can't do it. He releases her, utterly defeated. Madison leaves, telling Strand that he'll come around.
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A long time later, months, years, we're not sure--somehow, Nick is out of the cell. It's wintertime in Colorado, and he's living in the wilderness now, sporting much longer hair and a beard. Using tricks he learned while in Mexico and from Travis, he lives as a nomad. But no matter how far he travels, he's still hunted by the Pioneers.
In a flashback, we see that is was Strand who let Nick out of the cell. Nick just about kills him, but seeing the guilt Strand feels, Nick decides to just leave. He's quiet and stealthy, just stealing one of Travis' jackets and a machete. But before he leaves, he sneaks to Alycia, and pleads with her to come with him. She refuses, deciding to stay with Madison. He's sad, but he doesn't stick around. He climbs over one of the walls, and slips away.
In the present, we follow Nick as he lives in the woods of Colorado. He's almost completely silent, barely even grunting. He dispatches walkers with ease, and because of Travis, he knows how to live purely off the land alone. He's almost unrecognizable. One day, while cooking a rabbit, two Pioneers come across him on horseback. They dismount, holding him up at gunpoint, and tell him that he's going to return to Lawton with them. He doesn't speak as he pulls out his machete and
cleaves one of the Pioneers' arms off. The man screams in agony as Nick
impales the other one mercilessly. He kills the second man, then turns and grabs the other man's rifle. He checks its ammo, slings it across his back, and begins to raise his machete at the first Pioneer--before the man begins to weep. He begins blubbering about his wife, how they have a child on the way. Nick lowers his blade, wipes the blood on his sleeve, and sheathes it. The Pioneer begs for bandage, medicine, anything, but Nick just leaves, saying, "Tell her to stop coming after me."
The problem for Nick is that, essentially, he's trapped. Because of the thirteen-community network Madison now controls, he's surrounded, on all sides, by people attempting to capture him. It miles of land, sure, but not something easily escaped. So he's done what little he can--evade the larger search parties, and deal with the smaller pairs of rangers he encounters.
His new plan is to head farther north, hopefully into Wyoming or Montana. So for an episode he heads north, evading capture.
At the same time, Madison continues to rule the communities with an iron fist. But there's a problem: people have been disappearing from
within the communities. Alicia has matured over this time, taking up a leadership position under her mother. She's an advocate for letting Nick go, but Madison can't. Strand still works for her, though he has become more brazen after his secret releasing of Nick. Madison suspects it was him who did it, but she waits to act. John has become the head of tracking Nick down, but he does his job in a way that slows down the process.
Madison calls him in for a meeting, and explains that his new mission will be discovering where her citizens are going. Thankful to be off of Nick, he accepts.
Nick makes his way to the furthermost community after days of travel, called "The Lanes". Sneaking past guards and the occasional walker, he makes it to Colorado border, and stops. He feels horribly guilty for leaving his sister with his mother, and he can't seem to shake the feeling. Then, he sees something odd: a small group of civilians sneaking out of the Lanes. He watches them, then decides to follow. After traveling deeper into the woods than he's gone before, he stumbles upon the civilians destination: The Copse.
An idyllic home deep in the Colorado woods, Nick is greeted by an old eccentric man: Teddy. Teddy is kind and wise, offering to take Nick's weapons, as he won't need them there. Nick cautiously obliges, and after a few days, falls in love with the place. Everyone who's fled from the communities has come here, and it's perfect. Until John finds it.
With six rangers vs an entire commune, Nick prepares for battle. But Teddy tells him to stop, and to let happen what needs to happen. Confused by his order, he steps down. John sees the place, and realizes that this is what the communities can be. He decides not to tell Madison about the commune, and he returns to his wife, and they leave together in secret.
After more drama and death, Madison stops all her rangers from looking for Nick, and switches the mission to finding this rumored commune. Nick catches wind of this, and warns Teddy that this is coming. Teddy refuses to arm, but Nick circumvents this by talking to the people of the commune. He finally steps into a position of leadership, rallying the citizens into protecting what they have. The citizens come together and form a fighting force, right as the first Rangers arrive.
It's a bloody battle, but the Rangers are defeated. Nick realizes that the people cannot defeat 13 communities, but they can convert them. After more fights, persuading, and uprising, nearly half of all the communities have rallied under Nick against Madison and her army.
Eager to get out from under her thumb of oppression, people from within Lawton begin to revolt. Madison, of course, shuts this down--brutally beating anyone who stands against her. Alicia sees now that her mother is truly gone, and begins to communicate with Nick, planning a final stand.
After weeks of fighting and plotting, it all comes to a head. All of Nick's forces, now seven communities, rally together to charge, all at once, to Madison's six community army stationed at Lawton. Strand, however, attempts to sabotage Madison's army by destroying their ammo reserves. He's caught, tortured for his involvement in the civil war, and in one final act of brutality by Madison,
beheaded in view of both her own and Nick's armies.
On this, both sides clash, resulting in a massive firefight. Hundreds are killed between the two groups, and in the end, Lawton is in flames and Nick is within Madison's home. They fight, and it's brutal and hard to watch as we see our once mother and son duo trade blows. Nick finally gets the upper hand, and a mortally wounded Madison makes one last remark, "I kept you and Alicia safe. I did that no matter what. I tried to keep us all together..." Nick shakes his head. "You tore us apart Mom. I love you, even after what you did to us. To me. But this can't go on."
Madison hears these words, and sheds a tear. Nick looks away as Madison Clark dies. Nick leaves the house, teary-eyed, and explains what happened to the people. The war is ended. The Communities are reunited.
A few weeks later, Nick and Alicia share one last moment together--embracing at Lawton's gates. Alicia has become the leader of these communities, and peace has now truly been established. But Nick can't stay. The memories here haunt him. He's decided to leave. Go north. He shares one last goodbye to everyone he's met over the past years, and he departs, once again alone and on the road.
TLDR: After a brutal betrayal by Madison, Nick leaves Lawton. After a long time spent in the woods, he finds a new home: a peaceful commune. but realizing his mother will never stop searching for him, he rallies together the people of the commune and half of all the others. After betrayals, beheadings, and losses. The war is ended, and peace returns to the Colorado Communities. Nick decides to leave, and he's once again alone on the road. THE END I know that this was a long read, and I appreciate all of those who did. A few parts need work, but overall, this is a very rough draft for how I would have handled Fear.
Thanks to AI, attached are some admittedly rough designs for what our characters could have looked like in the later seasons:
Nick in season 6.
Nick on the road.
Alicia in Colorado.
An older Travis and Madison in one of the Pioneer's communities.
John Dorie at a snowy Lawton. Went to a large reputable dealership to buy a second hand SUV four days ago. Jeep Grand Cherokee 2017 model.
They wanted me to take delivery yesterday but I decided to take delivery today. Very good service and the experience was pleasant. The paperwork was signed but no money or banking details have been exchanged since the finance manager is supposed to get back to me with the best financing deal.
Monday comes and goes with several of my calls unanswered and minimal responses to my texts. I am quite annoyed since I do have questions as to what should take place next? Insurance? Financing? When will I get the answers? This is not a premium vehicle they have in stock so I am doing them a favor by buying it or at least that's the way I see it.
I am not trying to sell the vehicle to myself and I don't see why I should continue to reach out to them when they are the ones selling to me. Frankly, I am annoyed because I am currently without a vehicle and I needed a vehicle for this weekend. I guess Turo is going to be getting more of my money :D.
I have almost no doubt they think the deal is still on but they have yet to call, text, or soo much as email me on day 4 post signing. I am currently back in the market for an equivalent vehicle which is leverage I will use against them when they call.
How can I negotiate a better rate or extras when they do decide to call?
UPDATE: due to a VERY GENEROUS member of this group who didn’t specify if they wanted to be named or not…I’m going to be able to open my community swap learning event again and it’s going to be WAY better than it’s ever been before!!!! I’m so excited to offer this to you guys! If any of you want to pop up to my grand reopening LOL please comment here if you wish to come leave your donations and check out my new inventory. I’ll give first preference to those in this post who have made offers to help. This is why I LOVE this community. You all are so helpful and generous and the swap events I do are my way of giving back. Thank you ALL for reminding me of why I help out and why I love you all so much! You guys are incredible! ———————-
Hi. I feel like I owe some of you an explanation as to why I haven’t done an event today like I promised. As some of you know, I hold free events where you can come to my island and participate in a DIY learning exchange. How it works is you drop your duplicate unwanted DIY cards as a donation and then head over to town hall where I have the streets lined with DIY cards. You are allowed to take your time learning what you need and the rest are left for the next visitor. I use your donations to replace the cards you learned while you were here so that I may have enough stock available to the next person. Many of you have come to my island to my island and learned in these events . I’ve had well over 100 visitors from various groups come and learn and it’s been a huge hit. People love it and it really helps you out in advancing the game . I do not charge for these events. I do not take bells. I do it for free because I wish someone had done It for me when I was starting out. It is very time consuming but I’ve never complained.
Last night I had one of these events before bed and I promised some people that didn’t get a chance to come that I would reopen my gate in the morning so they had a chance. I did not do this and I must explain why.
I had a couple people come over last night before I closed my gate who donated a few recipe cards and then decimated my entire card collection that I use to run these swaps for the community. I have never run out of stock because most people are courteous and respectful and donate what they take. I never alllow pocketing of cards. Last night a couple individuals came and I couldn’t stop it once it started. I had entire streets lined with hundreds of DIY recipe cards and by the time it was done there were bare bones left. I don’t know which of them pocketed or learned that many because they were both running around like crazy I couldn’t see them. I’ve never had someone behave this way on my island. I take my own personal time to do these swaps for the community and now I have hardly any stock to continue the learning swaps for the community
So here are my options…. I know a lot of you love the swaps. In order to keep doing them I either have to ask for donations from the commmunity to replenish my stocks or I have to stop. I’m open to suggestions but it just broke my heart last night and idk how to get my stock back to continue the events.
I’m sorry to everyone :( I tried my best to keep a good thing going for a long time
Long Story Short, me and my ex broke up about 3 months ago, with her ending things over text. We fought a lot, and she lied to me about something pretty big about halfway through the relationship (proceeding to then try to dig the hole deeper by trying to lie more when I found out - she didnt cheat for the record or anything like that), which led to it being extremely toxic and involving a lack of trust in her word on my part.
Anyway, after the BU she blocked me on socials and contacted me via phone messages to exchange each others stuff. In one of the last messages, I wished her the best in a long message, her doing the same, before her blocking me on that too. Since then, about a fortnight after the breakup, I have done pretty much nothing but go full No Contact, gym 5 days a week, and try to focus on my own personal issues and grow - Its done me a lot of good, and frankly, I have pretty much lost all feelings of love or care for her in the romantic sense. Because it happened over text, it almost felt like the whole thing wasn't even real anyway, as in it was kinda dream.
Either way, me having moved on pretty well these last few months, I would have and have no had any intention to reach out - because why would I if i dont care? And thats my question - she has basically only just now found a note I slipped in her belongings during the BU as a final goodbye, and has reached out with a massive message, despite "not having any love left".
Im gonna change the names, but I have already decided I am not gonna reach out. Im just curious as to what you guys think?
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Message:
Please don’t respond to this. there is no need. I guess you don’t have to read this even if I do send it, because maybe even just sending it is enough. A thought crosses my mind often of how Sarah messaged you months after you ended contact with her, proclaiming love and wanting to start over. In my mind I was at peace with the fact that no matter what I would never message you again. Not out of malice, not out of love, just because I accept that the chapter of my life- the chapter of us- had closed. that is still where I stand, and through coming to terms with everything through healing and therapy, that is where I will always stand. But tonight I found your letter. The letter you hid in the old prismacolor tin, along with your drawing. You were always so good at surprising me with those handwritten confessions. I felt that since you got to send me a secret final message that I have only discovered now, that I can respond with how I feel, for the final time. I didn’t expect you to leave a note. My mom drove me up the day I dropped off your things, because I was too weak to go alone. You left my belongings so carefully packaged. I left yours in shoved into plastic bags as quickly as possible, to convince myself to go through with it. When I picked up this tin, I knew I didn’t need it. I didn’t even want it. I have a larger pack that I always use, and, of course, this was an item tainted with rose coloured memories of you. It just felt like one thing I could claim, one thing I had a say in, when you requested that I am left with all of the physical accumulations of our relationship, even when that felt unfair. It felt unfair that I am left of reminders of you, when you effectively purged them. Of course that was reasonable, and I was free to purge them myself. But I haven’t (with the exception of the rose you gave me, which was subsequently burned in a depressive episode). Instead they remained tucked in the corners of my rooms, inconspicuous in cardboard boxes, so much so that I forget they are there. I don’t really know what to do with them anymore. I don’t know when I will. One thing my therapist said was that I should never expect to experience your grand and small actions of love and affection again. That many average people don’t experience the way in which you lifted me up and made me your entire world. That notion makes me treasure those moments and actions that you gave to me even more (if that’s even possible). On the other side, I should hopefully never experience the emotional trauma that I did with you through our growingly dysfunctional relationship, either. So when I opened my pencil tin tonight, to do a final sketch in a due folio, the last thing I expected was to find you, your voice, your writing and your words. And immediately, I felt tethered to you again. Ready to spill vulnerabilities in a way I’ve offered to no one else. I regret being so vulnerable, and weak with you. God knows those scars will linger for infinite amounts of time. But for whatever reason, I have always wanted to bear my soul to you and have you embrace it. For such a distant feeling to return at the whim of your echoed words again just goes to show what an impact you’ve had on me. I think about you often. I think and constantly reflect on the soaring highs and the all too destructive lows that seemed to follow us. Only recently have I truely accepted and processed these feelings, to a point where it doesn’t consume me. I’ve learned to let go of the anger, the heartbreak, the devastation and the immense and all too consuming love and adoration for you, even if sometimes these emotions come and go, like the waves of the unpredictable sea. In the time since us, so many things, both positive and less positive have happened. Thanks to you I understand myself more, although I still can’t seem to save myself from the darkness I know you experienced. While everything may be burning, I know that once the smoke clears, that I will survive to get back on my feet again. You also taught me that skill of surviving through trauma, along with what my needs are, and how to, in future, make boundaries that I stick by.
I hope you are well, Peter. I hope that you heal from everything we went through as I have been taking steps to do. I hope you open up to whoever you have a baby with, and to everyone in between, even if it often ends in inflicted pain. I hope that they treasure your honest messages from the heart as I once did. as I did again for truely the final time tonight. ⁃ Emma
Long Story Short, me and my ex broke up about 3 months ago, with her ending things over text. We fought a lot, and she lied to me about something pretty big about halfway through the relationship (proceeding to then try to dig the hole deeper by trying to lie more when I found out - she didnt cheat for the record or anything like that), which led to it being extremely toxic and involving a lack of trust in her word on my part.
Anyway, after the BU she blocked me on socials and contacted me via phone messages to exchange each others stuff. In one of the last messages, I wished her the best in a long message, her doing the same, before her blocking me on that too. Since then, about a fortnight after the breakup, I have done pretty much nothing but go full No Contact, gym 5 days a week, and try to focus on my own personal issues and grow - Its done me a lot of good, and frankly, I have pretty much lost all feelings of love or care for her in the romantic sense. Because it happened over text, it almost felt like the whole thing wasn't even real anyway, as in it was kinda dream.
Either way, me having moved on pretty well these last few months, I would have and have no had any intention to reach out - because why would I if i dont care? And thats my question - she has basically only just now found a note I slipped in her belongings during the BU as a final goodbye, and has reached out with a massive message, despite "not having any love left".
Im gonna change the names, but I have already decided I am not gonna reach out. Im just curious as to what you guys think?
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Message:
Please don’t respond to this. there is no need. I guess you don’t have to read this even if I do send it, because maybe even just sending it is enough. A thought crosses my mind often of how Sarah messaged you months after you ended contact with her, proclaiming love and wanting to start over. In my mind I was at peace with the fact that no matter what I would never message you again. Not out of malice, not out of love, just because I accept that the chapter of my life- the chapter of us- had closed. that is still where I stand, and through coming to terms with everything through healing and therapy, that is where I will always stand. But tonight I found your letter. The letter you hid in the old prismacolor tin, along with your drawing. You were always so good at surprising me with those handwritten confessions. I felt that since you got to send me a secret final message that I have only discovered now, that I can respond with how I feel, for the final time. I didn’t expect you to leave a note. My mom drove me up the day I dropped off your things, because I was too weak to go alone. You left my belongings so carefully packaged. I left yours in shoved into plastic bags as quickly as possible, to convince myself to go through with it. When I picked up this tin, I knew I didn’t need it. I didn’t even want it. I have a larger pack that I always use, and, of course, this was an item tainted with rose coloured memories of you. It just felt like one thing I could claim, one thing I had a say in, when you requested that I am left with all of the physical accumulations of our relationship, even when that felt unfair. It felt unfair that I am left of reminders of you, when you effectively purged them. Of course that was reasonable, and I was free to purge them myself. But I haven’t (with the exception of the rose you gave me, which was subsequently burned in a depressive episode). Instead they remained tucked in the corners of my rooms, inconspicuous in cardboard boxes, so much so that I forget they are there. I don’t really know what to do with them anymore. I don’t know when I will. One thing my therapist said was that I should never expect to experience your grand and small actions of love and affection again. That many average people don’t experience the way in which you lifted me up and made me your entire world. That notion makes me treasure those moments and actions that you gave to me even more (if that’s even possible). On the other side, I should hopefully never experience the emotional trauma that I did with you through our growingly dysfunctional relationship, either. So when I opened my pencil tin tonight, to do a final sketch in a due folio, the last thing I expected was to find you, your voice, your writing and your words. And immediately, I felt tethered to you again. Ready to spill vulnerabilities in a way I’ve offered to no one else. I regret being so vulnerable, and weak with you. God knows those scars will linger for infinite amounts of time. But for whatever reason, I have always wanted to bear my soul to you and have you embrace it. For such a distant feeling to return at the whim of your echoed words again just goes to show what an impact you’ve had on me. I think about you often. I think and constantly reflect on the soaring highs and the all too destructive lows that seemed to follow us. Only recently have I truely accepted and processed these feelings, to a point where it doesn’t consume me. I’ve learned to let go of the anger, the heartbreak, the devastation and the immense and all too consuming love and adoration for you, even if sometimes these emotions come and go, like the waves of the unpredictable sea. In the time since us, so many things, both positive and less positive have happened. Thanks to you I understand myself more, although I still can’t seem to save myself from the darkness I know you experienced. While everything may be burning, I know that once the smoke clears, that I will survive to get back on my feet again. You also taught me that skill of surviving through trauma, along with what my needs are, and how to, in future, make boundaries that I stick by.
I hope you are well, Peter. I hope that you heal from everything we went through as I have been taking steps to do. I hope you open up to whoever you have a baby with, and to everyone in between, even if it often ends in inflicted pain. I hope that they treasure your honest messages from the heart as I once did. as I did again for truely the final time tonight. ⁃ Emma
Started a haesty game for a nice rp tours game to form the catholic Norman's in France and maybe crusade later. However I wanted to direct the game based on events and my characters personality. I didn't want to force convert cause that was the game I wanted. It did not go the way I thought and I'm glad for it.
So far. I had managed to take Normandy after killing the king, unfortunately my haesty became incapable shortly after and for about 20 years my ability to do anything was limited. his son Ragnar also died in battle. the only gains made in these years was the taking of the isle of mon, to act as a drop-off point for raid loot. which is where Ragnar died.
upon haestys death his grandson, a diplomatic and cunning zealous man named Filbert came to rule the jarldom. He, being a wise man saw that his kingdom was positioned between two superpowers. England and france and began scheming to secure his position. however France declared a holy war to take the lands of Normandy but were barely held back. at several points i considered swapping faiths to not lose the game, but the zealous nature of my character held my action. a timely ally from Sweden though saved me becoming my best friend. This failed war caused a large amount of internal strife in france.
England was strong and France weak. but the strong hook that he held on the king of England and the chaos in France created by Filbert convinced him to swear fealty for religious protections to england. he could not turn his back on his gods now. then to use his hook to secure a place on the kings council and a March contract.
being a man of the old gods. Filbert began to raid the south of al andalus which had shattered. orchestrating a prisoner exchange economy from his desk in France. Filbert built all the holdings that he could and increased his professional army to include max huscarls and veterans with onagers.
Filbert died of cancer in his 50s. leaving a vast amount of wealth to his own son a man with an incredible aptitude for stewardship. Filbert II.
Filbert II spent his reign further increasing the wealth his family attained by kidnapping and ransoming foreign nobles. He also worked secretly behind his kings back. gaining another strong hook and further lowering his own contributions to the crown.
Filbert II was ambitious, gregarious and patient. he plotted and eventually maneuvered his way to a claim on the throne of England itself. while training his own son and heir Filbert III to be an acclaimed knight, sponsoring his tourneys and outfitting him in prestige gear. his son needed to appear as a king, you see.
Too early however Filbert II was unexpectedly thrown violently from his horse killing him instantly and bugging my game out and needing a restart. Filbert II. the great builder and the man with the plan was dead. Leaving Filbert III to rule at the tender age of 19. the boy with a head of wrath and a need to prove himself. contained only by the will of his fathers grand plan.
Filbert III left the tourneys of western Europe and joined his crews in their families man export. people. to get back to the roots of his religion as a zealous and wrath filled man. He spent all his time at sea striking at those embroiled in war and those who had no chance. Filbert III was known throughout Europe as a viking by the time he was 35. he returned to the tourney fields and to attend to his own lands. having completely ignored the workings of his kings court, the thing he knew his own father cared so much about. he did after all still hold and unpressed claim for England.
England however was far too powerful at the time to be conquered. the crown had grown strong in his absence. Filbert III, who was not a patient man did not do well languishing in court. he instead chose violence against his neighbor. a man who defeated him at a tourney. the Duke of Brittany. after a bloody war where the Duke of Brittany was executed and his son forced to sign the treaty Filbert III was too full of blood lust to stop and marched the short distance to Paris and forced the king to grant him the lands of Flanders at the tip of a sword. the king of England however decided to revoke the duchy of Flanders shortly after while Filberts troops were recovering. A thing Filbert III did not forget..
It was around this time that the king of England died mysteriously, and the realm unexpectedly split. creating the kingdom of Brittany. my own new leige was a craven man who held only one county in nantes. this I could not abide. so I called for a dissolution war and with little resistance, my leiges title was destroyed and Filbert III was an independent 3x duke. he could return to the fold and serve the English king, claim the kingship of England or..
free from England filbert III once again took up his raider ways and took the isle of mon from a distant relation to use as a raid base and proceeded to sack the country his father once intended him to rule.. conquoring duchies and granting them to members of his family for nearly 50 years. finally a living legend Filbert III had a choice. to form his own kingdom. a kingdom of salt and iron.
The Kingdom of Mon was formed.