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Winter Duke

"Die you bastard"

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a character in “The Last of Us || To see another day”, as played by AvalonKnight

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Follow Your Arrow || Kacey Musgraves




We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.

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☩ Full Name ☩
Winter || Knightly || Duke

☩ Nickname ☩
Winnie || Doc || Knightly

☩ Birthday ☩
December 21

☩ Age ☩
Twenty Two || 22

☩ Gender ☩
Female ♀

☩ Sexuality ☩
Heterosexual

☩ Home Town ☩
Fort McMurray || Alberta || Canada

☩ Position Status ☩
Hunter & Medic

☩ Infected Status ☩
Immune || The Cure




It's more like an absence of sound, almost like nature holding its breath. Like those corny lines in movies where the hero says, "It's quiet, too quiet.

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☩ Describe Physical Appearance ☩
Winter is a very lovely young woman. Like most people now a days she's lean and slightly muscular but still curvy and feminine. She has long pale blonde hair thats usually in a ponytail because its hard to come across a shoulder now a days. Her skin is ivory with a small tan and small white scars litter her back and torso, she receive them when the survivor group she was with in the beginning was ambushed. Her eyes are a pretty ever green. She stands at a good 5'7".

☩ Tattoos? Birthmarks? Scars? ☩
Many small scars litter her body and she has a faded bite mark on the side of her waist from when she was bitten. She has no birthmarks. Even though its the apocalypse doesn't mean you can't get a tattoo, sure its a bit more painful but if you really want it suffer through. She has a tattoo to cover her bite mark. She had the tattoo done by someone she trusted and made them vow never to tell anyone about her bite. 10 ration cards later the person kept their promise.

☩ Clothing Description ☩
Winter's attire consists of clothes that are easy to move in, mosrly consisting of cargo pants or jeans, tank tops, tshirts or long sleeved shirts, a cargo jacket or leather jacket and hunting boots. She has a belt that
holds her knives and hand gun.
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What I learned in this tragedy was the eternal lesson of good people going bad.

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☩ Likes ☩
Hunting || Music || Peaceful Silence || Her group || Gummy Candies ||
Reading || Guns || Open fields || Thick Forest || Deer Meat || Family ||
Kids || The Season of Winter || The Season of Autumn || Dogs || Storms
Helping people || Being Immune || Silent Kills || Archery || The color Blue

☩ Dislikes ☩
Zom Zom's (Infected) || Military || Bandits || Hunters (The bad ones) ||
hand to hand combat || Cannibals || The Fireflies || Cities || Mushrooms ||
Squirrel Meat || Clickers || Season of Summer || Abandonment || being useless
Being alone || Death || Being one of The Cure || Pigs || Drugs

☩ Equipment ☩
List of supplies.
Winter was given the standard survival backpack, which each survivor was given when they first arrived in Washington. She's added a few of
her own things.
Dogs
Winter has three Labrador retrievers. They usually hunt small things like rabbits and squirrels but also help Winter find deer. They are also good for avoiding the Infected because the dogs are trained to their scent. The golden one's name is Lugnut, the black ones name is Shadow and
the brown one is Bear.

Horses
Winter keeps a horses named Dusty, Ash, Raine, Smitty and Red in an abandoned stable just outside of the Quarantine Zone.
Vehicle
Like most of the Smuggler's Winter has a vehicle. Having plenty of free time when she was younger Winter went scouting for her own vehicle when the other's were on a job. She found this sweet beauty in the driveway of some rich guys house. She was only 16 when she found it but she has kept amazing care of it over the years. Its one of her ways of keeping sane. She's added a zombie plow at the front.

☩ Weapons ☩
Melee Weapon || Winnie is equipped with an axe and two bowie knives. The axe hangs from her backpack and the bowie knives stay attached to her belt.
Fire Arm || Winter comes prepared with a larue tactical, which she jacked off a dead solider, a .45 Caliber H&K USP with Tac Light and silencer
and a crossbow with arrows.

☩ Skills ☩
Excellent Medic || Sharp Shooter || Group Sniper || Amazing Hunter || Cooking ||
Fast Runner || Good Stealth || Durable || Best Swimmer

☩ Flaws ☩
Not very good at hand to hand or close combat || Not very strong physically




Remember. Observe, assess and act. No hesitation. No remorse.

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Personality
|| Kind || Caring || Loyal || Secretive || Untrusting || Cold || Ruthless || Rebellious || Bad ass
Winter is a girl of many traits. She's kind and caring but can be ruthless and cold. She's lived in the fucked up world since she was just a child and being one of the Cure she's had to keep her fair share of secrets. Like most people now a days she has a hard time trusting people, cause you never know who will stab you in the back. She only trusts her small group and her best friend, everyone else in the world is viewed as a threat, an enemy and she will hold no remorse in guilty if she has to shoot someone to keep her loved ones safe. She has the tenancy to swear like a trucker and be a bit rebellious when she truly feels against something. She's a very cold and ruthless when she has to kill but when she's around her family or her pets she's carefree and cheerfully, acting her age for once. She will do anything to make sure she and her loved ones survive.

☩ Brief Background ☩
Winter was born to two love struck college kids who realized they had to grow up if they were going to have the baby. She was born on a cold December 21 in Alberta, Canada. She was raised on her family's farm. WIP

So begins...

Winter Duke's Story

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erik Stone

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I'm terrified of the day that I will welcome death with open arms.





As soon as the sound of the door getting kicked in reached her ears, Adey abandoned her cooking and pulled a gun from her belt. She wasn't sure what was happening and her first instinct was infected, but something about the rounds of gunshots told her otherwise. On a whim, she pushed her pocket knife down her jeans, hoping that it wouldn't be visible to whatever invading force this was. Trying to keep both entrances in her field of vision, she called Alex's name. She tried to stay quiet so she wouldn't alert the intruders to their position, but she added force that she hoped would wake him up. Checking if Alex had heard her tore her eyes away from the doors for only a second, but it was enough.

A large man burst into the room and used his momentum to push her against the wall. In surprise at the air rushing from her lungs, she dropped her gun. Instinctively, she reached for the other, but was quickly stopped as the man twisted her arm behind her back and took the second gun from her belt. He kicked the pistol that she had dropped to the far side of the room. She attempted to twist out of his grasp, but only succeeded in setting her shoulder alight with pain.

The man's grip of steel felt as though it was crushing her wrist as he pulled her away from the wall. "ALEX!" she shouted this time as her panic was setting in. The short word was the only things she managed before she was forced to the ground. Feeling the weight of the man as he trapped her legs beneath him, she continued to struggle as he tied her hands, though, it was a lot less hopeful than it had been before.

As though realizing for the first time how much stronger than she this man was, she gasped as she was lifted and carried out into the darkness. Shots rang through the camp as the other people she had called friends were gunned down. Being thrown into the back of a truck reminded Adey of the pain in her shoulder. A few tears escaped her eyes, but they were indiscernible from the sweat that covered her skin.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Erik Stone

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❂James Andrews❂Retired USMC❂Washington, D.C❂Healthy❂

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"Here's the deal: I'm not easy to get along with, and I'm sensing you're a bit of a bitch"




"Jimmy go suck an egg and Alex shove your rules up your ass alongside that 7 foot pole!"

Jim stepped had stepped away from the stove to let Adey cook when Winters lovely remark echoed down the stairs, "I swear," he muttered clenching his fist, "Don't use so much damn seasoning this time," he snapped at Adey, he started to leave the kitchen and stopped, un-clenching his fist he took a deep breath and turned back to the young girl, "My stomach isn't the same.." he added in a nicer tone. It never worked well to take frustration out on those who did not deserve it. "I am go-" he stopped talking as a loud thud sounded through out the house. The front door burst open, Jim's military instinct knew and threat when he saw one and then men entering the house was exactly that. "WINTER!" he yelled pulling his knife from his belt, he went after the thug closet to him, grabbing him in a headlock he quickly cut his throat. He heard gunshots from the kitchen, meaning people were coming in from the back. Jim went back to the room, still listening for gunfire from upstairs. One man had Adey pinned to the wall, as he moved to pull the guy off him another tried to take down the large man by jumping on his back.

Jim quickly flipped him over himself and used his knee to break the mans arm before knocking him out with a strong punch to the face. This move left his side open for another person to hit him hard in the side with a baseball bat. The it knocked the wind out of him and he rolled to the side to avoid another hit. Bat boy was bringing the bat down, this time aiming for his head, Jim quickly reached up and caught the bat, the young man underestimated his opponents strength and a few seconds later lay on the floor with a nasty concussion. He spun to take on the attacker behind him, but was met by the recieving end of a shotgun barrel pointed at his face, realizing he needed to give up Jim slowly dropped the bat and raised his hands. "Aim is a little shaky, boy," he said to the Firefly. The man did not seemed amused and decided to ram the but of his rifle into Jim's face. That of course felt lovely.

"Round up everyone, you all have the list of people to keep alive then rest not on the list just shoot them"

Jim heard someone say this as he was being lead outside, his hands bound tightly behind his back, "Wait, no!"he yelled, but he heard several shots, then a scream from what sounded like Kennedy, then a final shot. Jim gritted his teeth, a muscle in his jaw jumping. Those people had been innocent, hell if this was some military exercise then they all were innocent. "Sir, Winter Duke can't be found in the building and the Cure isn't here neither, she must be with Duke" Jim's eyes narrowed, now realizing who these men worked for. "Smart little bitch got out once she heard once, get these assholes in the trucks we will take them to Mr.Black"

He knew Winter was still in the area, and it sounded like the Fireflies had planned on ambushing them and taking them by surprise, but two people got away. As they loaded them into separate trucks he glanced around trying to see any sign of where Winter would be but the girl was smart. She knew how to hide, he just hoped she stayed hidden. He was forced into the truck, sitting across from Erik and the guard assigned to them. Majority of the trip he glared at the guard, but then he noticed Erik's breathing had increased, Jim had seen the same thing happen to scared Grunts on their first tour of duty. "I need you to breath," Jim said looking at Erik, "You will be no use to me freaking out like a fucking bitch,"

His words seemed to get through to the young man, "We will get out of this, and when we do," he looked back to the guard, "I swear I will skin each and everyone of you sons of bitches," with that he went back to being quiet and thinking.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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"Jimmy go suck an egg and Alex shove your rules up your ass alongside that 7 foot pole!"

Alex didn't bother with another witty remark. It was nice to just sit down for the moment. He closed his eyes though sleep had not taken him, and he could hear what everyone else was doing. The hustling and bustling to get dinner done and just go to sleep for the night, Kennedy moving to the garage, and Erik sleeping. All had passed rather peacefully now. For the moment, there was nothing to worry about, it seemed. Until the door was shot open.

Armed men piled through the door in front and back. His head shooting straight up, and his eyes wide, Alex could do nothing but stay there as a man approached with a gun aimed straight at his heart.

"Oh shit dude, hold the fuck up!" Alex yelled in a panic, holding his hands up much like a criminal being arrested. He was promptly yanked from his feet as Jim struggled to fight back in the kitchen. Being warded out onto the sidewalk, he was shoved into the wall of the building and onto his knees. He kept his hands clasped behind his head as he was held hostage at gunpoint; he could only imagine what sort of a stir this would cause with the military. Maybe this was the military. Some moments of suspense passed as he awaited their next move. He could here Winter's name being used by one of them. Alex picked his head up to look around, and he was shoved back down under the attacker's foot.

The invaders began putting some of the smugglers on the truck. How they even got the truck in the quarantine zone, if they weren't military, was but a mystery. It seemed they didn't recognize Alex, and wasn't sure what to do with him.

"Round up everyone, you all have the list of people to keep alive then rest not on the list just shoot them."

At that instant, he concluded this was not the military. The barrel of a handgun was put to the back of his head; now was the time to act, or never. Swiftly, he ducked his head just under the barrel of the gun as his executioner fired a shot, taking hairs off his scalp. Reaching back just slightly, his right hand met the one of the man behind. Pulling the joined hands forward and twisting his attacker's wrist, Alex forced him to let go and took the handgun as a weapon now. The disarming lasted all of four seconds, the yelp of the Firefly the only indicator that something had gone wrong.

Standing, Alex turned about face to fire a round into his executioner's head, then subsequently fired at a Firefly guarding the entrance to the back of the truck. Two more at the door of the building turned and picked up their assault rifles. Not having time for a prolonged engagement, Alex darted into the alley in the side of the building, hoping to run into Winter. There was no telling what these people were doing, or how they came to know the names and faces of the people in the building. All of it seemed... unsettling.

"Winter, where are you!?"

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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Everything happened in a blur. The crashing noise, then her being dragged out of the window. It took her awhile to snap out of it, but when she did she finally realized what was happening.
'Fireflies..' She cursed silently to herself as she ran along side Winter. They found her... but how!? 'Im sure I left no trace.. Im so sure..!' She could of punched something out of frustration. But the stealth was their only hope..

She sighed quietly.
A while back Erin found a way to sneak away from the damn FF, the ones who took her away after finding out she was a cure, and she was.. fine until now. 'So how?!' Feeling her eyes water up, she peered at the women beside her who was looking around for any threats. She tugged at her own hair out of frustration.

Great, now she had them involved too.. The one who was willing to help her. She bit her lower lip. Looking around, she began to count of her options like she usually did. She needed to get away from them.. if she did maybe the FF would leave them alone and not put their dictatorship upon them. But seeing how the area was surrounded she couldn't help but remain there..
Silently she whispered- barely audible. "Im.. sorry. Im.. so sorry"
With that, she looked away and crossed her arm. The guilt was bad and was eating out of her alive. 'I need to get out of here...' she thought to herself... determined.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Carolyn Ellis Character Portrait: Hoss Black

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Carolyn Ellis Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Hoss Black Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.




Winter watch the scene unfold from beneath her perch on the roof. She watched as those bastard fireflies took and shot the smuggler’s. They were killing her family! How dare they! As she watched the tail end of the truck disappear from her line of sight only one primal thought ran through her mind.

‘They will all die’


She knew there were still firefly men in the building, most likely searching for any survivor’s. She needed to get off this roof, she was useless from up here.

“Come on” she growled coldly at Erin, her temper starting to get the best of her as an aura of bloodlust seemed to emit from every pore in her body. At the moment she was a force not to be reckoned with.
She kept her hunting knife in her right hand and took ahold of Erin’s arm in her other, practically dragging the girl to the fire escape. She then lifted the small girl over her shoulder and ignored any protest as she swiftly climbed down in the alley. Even though Winter wasn’t physical strong she was fast and agile and at the moment was being driven by a primitive need to kill and that fluid her body enough so that she didn’t even really feel Erin on her shoulder. Once her feet were firmly planted on the crack concrete she put Erin down. Winter heard her name being called and turned around to see Alex. She felt her cold steely glare soften slightly as she saw he was okay. Atleast some survived. She took Erin’s arm again, this time not so hard, and dragged her over to Alex.

“Alex this is Erin watch her I’ll be right back” Winter said sternly as she let go of Erin and walked out of the alley, leaving the two behind. She could feel her rage start to overtake again as she entered the house. She walked straight towards a firefly, his back turn to her, lifted her hunting knife and slashed his neck making him fall to her feet as blood gushed from the wound. Not stopping there Winter made quick work of the other Fireflies in the building, dodging melee attacks and rounds of bullets. Of course she got grazed a few times, its hard not to when bullets are constantly being shot at you but it still took her no time at all to finish off the Fireflies that stayed behind and grabbed everyone’s backpacks. She then went up to her room and grabbed her backpack and weapons. She sadly couldn’t grab everyone’s weapons cause it would be far to heavy but she made sure to stuff a few extra pistols and ammo in her pack. She knew there were weapons in the other’s backpack but its just a precaution. Once Winter grabbed everything she went back out to where she left Erin and Alex. She tossed Alex his pack and gun and give Erin her backpack. Winter then kneeled down so she and Erin were eye to eye and held out a pistol.

“This is a 9mm pistol with a silencer, its got no safety and the magazine is full and all you basically do is point and shoot but Erin listen I am giving this to you for emergencies only so unless you really need it keep it hidden” Winter said sternly then handed the gun to Erin and stood up straight.

“We’ll take the horses and track the bastards to their location, lets go” Winter ordered and started towards the underground tunnels that would lead them outside. Winter whistled and moments later Shadow, Lugnut and Bear joined them, their fur on edge as they took a protective stance beside Winter.

“Erin you will take my horse Dusty, Alex you take Smitty and I’ll take Ash and tie Raine and Red to me so they follow since we can’t take any vehicle’s the horses are the best form of transportation”
Winter said as they walked through the tunnels. It didn’t take them long to get to the abandoned stable just outside of the city. She then loaded the other’s packs on Red and tied the two horses to Ash’s saddle. She helped Erin get on Dusty and put a saddle on Smitty for Alex before climbing up on Ash.

“Alright lets get going, boys find Jim” Winter said to the dogs and they instantly got to work sniffing out the trail to the Fireflies location.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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"I'm having trouble finding a couple of my ribs" he said to Addie who had inquired after his health. They weren't actually broken but if he couldn't keep morale up here then they were all going to be in trouble. He had to keep the tone light and make her forget what was going on. Jim he knew was a soldier, but he worried about Addie. He didn't know if she'd been captured before but he knew that there were things that could happen to her that would break him. He didn't mind, he had no loyalty to anyone in the group but her.

At that point there seemed to be some small commotion and discussion amongst the Fireflies. He didn't know what it was, all he knew was that he had very little gas left in the tank. If he had to sell his life, he would sell it dearly buying time for these people to escape. "Duty is as heavy as a mountain, Death, as light as a feather" he muttered. Addie gave him a funny look.