(( Arizona Butler continued from WXUNDS )) Another day had come and gone. Darlene was still absent from the announcements. That gave her hope and she held onto it. Arizona didn't think she'd manage to maintain hope on the island, especially not after Jonah's death. She'd had the idea that he had asc...

(( Arizona Butler continued from Putting The Dog To Sleep )) Once again she had been rewarded for killing a killer. Arizona didn't know how to feel about it. She supposed they wanted her to diversify; giving her another weapon and more food was an attempt to nudge her towards killing innocents. It w...

Hi guys, I'd love a hero for Arizona as I think she's genuinely some of my best writing across both sites and has a lot more to give to the version. I have a lot of ideas for how to continue her story and potential future things.

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Wednesday, June 20, 2018: INTERPOL Liaison Office, Bangkok, Thailand Rhea sat staring at her laptop. She couldn't believe what she was reading. Not the content so much, she had always harbored her own suspicions about some of the details they confirmed. But the fact Art had produced full personnel ...

His skin split, his skull cracked, and his brain liquified. Pieces of shrapnel and residue hit her in the face but she didn't blink. Its closure denied, the body fully slumped to the ground. Her shaking arm finally fell and she turned away. She scanned her surroundings. There was no one else around,...

wait i have to try? what the fuck is this

He said he hoped she got closure. As if he was doing her a favor or helping her. As if he hadn't already robbed her of closure. She could still remember returning to the gardens to find the body. The guilt and grief she felt. The pain that had overwhelmed her. She had left him and after everything t...

His apology was a whimper. "Sorry won't bring him back." Then he opened his eyes and looked at her. He looked at the one who had finally caught him. She became real, and as such the reality of his situation became real. He realized how everything would end. The mewling and the tears ceased...

The wind whipped around them. His eyes were squeezed shut. As if he could will her into being a ghost or figment of his imagination. But she wasn't. She was real. She was flesh and blood. Just like him. Just like his victims. Her hair still obscured her face. As long as his eyes were closed she exis...

(( Continued )) It was her. The inexorable. Guilt and punishment given human form. Like an urban legend, she emerged from over the horizon. Her form gradually taking shape through the heat haze. He saw her and collapsed. Melting off his perch. All will to continue extinguished. The flickering candle...

i wake up and we’ve already hammered

the dream tbh

It didn't take Arizona long to realize she was performing first-aid on a corpse. Silently, she packed everything away. Another failure, this one directly her fault. The sickening feeling that she had dragged Garren into his death. The bandages she had in her hands were turned into a makeshift towel ...

Once again she had blood on her hands. It was innocent blood, that was the difference. Previously, it had been Quinn's blood. She'd ended up with Quinn's blood splattered on her hands and face. Garren's blood was everywhere. The pancor had punched bloody holes in his side. His hand covered one of th...

Garren called out where Michael was. Arizona snapped her around and saw him, the flash of blonde hair. She slid closer, looking for a better shot. Her aim was right on him, she was leading the shot slightly. That was when Garren appeared right in front of her, right in her shot. She was too amped up...