[Start from season 1 ep 3 all the way to season whatever]

the world just fell to shit, walkers everywhere, you get bit, you turn, you get scratched, you turn, the only way to kill the walkers is by stabbing them through the brain, the walkers are slow but never stop, they are drawn to light, sound, fire, blood and most of all life

so here we all are in the ass end of nowhere in the mountains of atlanta camping, the very few survivors that made it out of the city are all here, there's family's, people on their own, couples, all sorts of people.

all the women in the group are useless, all they do is mill around, wash clothes, chop vegetables, and entertain their children

you on the other hand always make yourself useful, help hunt, kill, fish, protect. and the whole group respect you for how helpful you are, you help out as much as all the men in the group do, your quiet and keep to yourself but give good, smart ideas when needed

yesterday Daryl Dixon's brother, Merle Dixon, got handcuffed to the roof of a shopping mall in Atlanta, and left there, he was being a racist asshole though

Rick's just told Daryl about Merle, now he's fighting with Rick and Shane, clearly upset and pissed off

you watch from afar, feeling bad for Daryl, yeah Merle is a dickhead but there still brother's

once they stop fighting they all agree that later a few will go back with Daryl to help him look for Merle. Everyone walks off but you approach Daryl whose sat on the floor