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Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new.
She never thought that she’d still be alive. That she would be fighting for survival. For revenge. She couldn’t stop, not now. She had to find him, the one that took Rémy from her. She had to eliminate him, that monster, the leader of the heartless population that had taken over Urbandale. The memory of that day, always fresh in her mind as if it had just happened. It was an ordinary Tuesday, like the countless ones she’d spent with him before. As they exited the deli, the sky had started to cloud over, an indication of the forthcoming storm. People on the street alert and on edge as they raced past. Rumours of an imminent attack from the heartless, the so-called walkers, present in everyone’s mind since the demise of San Francisco. Rémy ran his sun-tanned hands through his dirty blonde hair before shifting those emerald eyes to her, that coy smirk that she loved so much spread across his lips. She knew what he was going to say before the words came out of his mouth, he always talked about his thousand acre plans. He wanted to take her away, away from Urbandale to the fields of Oklahoma, away from the danger. That’s when it happened. A shriek from behind them. They both turned around in time to see the swarm attack, clawing at their victims flesh, desperate for a taste. The monster, the leader of the pack looked up. Crimson blood dripping off his chin, a chunk of flesh dangling from between his teeth, reminding her of a cackling hyena. His black soulless eyes met hers. Rémy knew she was going to be next, so he did what he had to.
The sound of her empty bullet shells falling onto the pavement around her brings her back to here and now. She had giving up on searching for others survivors. The desire to avenge Rémy’s death was her only vocation, and she’d go through Hell and back to seek satisfaction.
She knew that one day she would get tired of this shit. But for Trixie LaMore, today was not that day.
So you’re probably wondering ‘who the heck is Trixie LaMore?’ Since weapons (guns and such) are not a normal accessories, I thought I’d do something a bit different from my regular blogging style. I decided to create a character exclusively for posts featuring weapons. As a personal challenge, I want to include a little “story” to go with each post. So, meet Trixie LaMore. She’s a defiant 20-something women hellbent on seeking revenge for the death of her love that happened on the cusp of the zombie apocalypse. Now she fights to stay alive and finish her mission so she can be reunited with the love of her life. Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned. Nor Hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Now on to the outfit. This is my first all mesh outfit, like EVERYTHING is mesh from Exile’s Bring It On style (group gift) to Apple May Designs new Lola top, J.H. Couture’s Willow leather pants (which doesn’t sport a sizable booty and THE most expensive pair of pants that I’ve ever bought at 499L) and Arenesmee’s Call Me Spikey pumps (available in 7 patterns), as well as Epic Arsenal’s P99 handgun and MP5. Both poses are from the new Kill The Walkers pose pack from Bounce This. I have to admit, the idea for this post / character came to me the first time I saw the vendor ad for the poses on Flickr, I was thinking “I Am Legend” meets Left4Dead but more fashionable. A “sexy girl gun” pose pack is forthcoming from Bounce This, which will turn this simple erotic pose store into a jack of all trades. I, for one, can’t wait!