&. fight back, don't give it away.

CYN Nicolaides. nineteen years young, survivor of the apocalypse. Original resident of the oceanside colony.

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          STARTER CALL!!! —— • oceanside OC ▬ twd. 

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The shipping process:

Muse: -tugs sleeve. Points at other muse- I want it.

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t-chambler:

Ever since Cyn had followed Tara back to Alexandria, she felt like something strange had formed between them. Some unspoken scenario that neither of them really discussed. Cyn was capable, but she was still young to the point that Tara was uncomfortable leading her into war with the Saviors– but, she was old enough to think for herself and to commit her own actions. Still– Tara could never quite say no to the other girl. The proximity between them caused Tara’s heart to skip a beat, and when Cyn’s lips closed over hers, she hesitated for a moment before wrapping her arms around her. “I-I…” Her voice squeaked a bit. “I wasn’t going to send you away, away. Just maybe, somewhere… over there… but, um…” The gears were turning in her head. Finally a sigh: “You can stay.” Tara hated that Cyn had her wrapped around her little finger.

   “There we go. Isn’t that SO MUCH BETTER?” Cyn smiled, using Tara’s gesture as permission to drape her own arms over the other’s shoulders. She had never been shy or secretive about her attraction to Tara. “Mm. But why be over there,” she made a face and gave a nod, “— when things are good right here?” Truth be told, had she honestly wanted Cyn to leave her alone, she would have. She would have been a little bit HEARTBROKEN, but she would have listened.

  ”—all night? Maybe even a little in the morning? You’d be AMAZED at the heavenly ride that your tastebuds will experience..”

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Holly Black, White Cat

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  @confiadosavior from xx

    “If you weren’t so CHARMING, people wouldn’t piss you off." Cyn lifted her brows. 

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denisexcloyd:

“Let’s get at it, then.” Denise conceded. Ideally, she would apply a local anesthetic shot, but after the Saviours took half of their supplies they were especially short on analgesics. “You are going to feel some tugging, but it won’t be too bad, okay?” She took the needle and some thread and made sure she had secured all bleeding points before the suturing. “See, you might think I don’t, but I understand.” She started talking as she stitched the wound up. “I understand that you are angry and frustrated and that you can’t just step aside.” Her voice broke a little when she remembered the night Tara left to the Saviors compound And all the reasons why everyone in Alexandria agreed that that was the best thing to do. “But even if they come back soon… no one else necessarily has to die.”

  Cyn was NOT a fan of sutures. Injuries didn’t hurt as bad until after the adrenaline died down, and now she didn’t even have that to dull it down. With her fists by her sides, her nails clawed into her own jeans as means to feel something to occupy herself. Even as Denise spoke, her eyes remained glued to the ceiling. She understood, yes. But she was still hopeful. Cyn wasn’t a pessimist, but she was a realist. “What if they KILLED Tara? What if they come in tomorrow, swarm this place, and completely took her out? Would you feel the same way? That no one else necessarily had to die?” She looked over now. “—or would you come to the conclusion that if they’re going to do whatever the FUCK they want anyways, you might as well too?”

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battlexhardened:

            Ammo, that’s one thing that they always needed. “Cyn, I like that - different.” She said softly smile before she got to business. “We got a armory the way we see things here everything belongs to everyone. Only few get to keep their weapons. Rick, well us we kinda run the place only makes sense. Follow me. I’ll take ya.” She said as she turned around and began to walk. It was usually her job to be the welcome committee and she didn’t mind it she had that personality to her that had been hiding so long. 

    "I’m sure my parents would like that. Being different was their motto.” Though her parents were LONG GONE. Her mother before her father. Something that had only served to HARDEN her flesh. “—I’m cool with that. Y’all can use anything general public. I only have one condition, and it is a condition that’s firm. I keep my family’s weapons. It may be selfish, but I don’t want anyone else using them.” CYN kept up with her, but was sure that her words were clear.

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We are creating a masterlist for every The Walking Dead roleplayer.

The Walking Dead show/game/comic/spin-off.

The list is here. 

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Put “You’re beautiful.” in my ask box and watch my muse’s reaction.

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❝—she protected him with her life,        fearlessly and without refrain.        The girl may have been invisible,        but as THE GREAT SHIVA, she reigned.        Sleep now, dear guardian—        close your eyes, be at ease.        THE GREAT SHIVA, they remembered        farewell, and rest in peace.

                         TWD SHIVA ► penned by Savannah.

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"Why don't you make me?"

  SUGGESTIVE SENTENCE MEME || always accepting. ||        “Don’t act like you don’t want to.” Cyn’s face was  DANGEROUSLY close, angled over Tara’s with a smile. Cyn would admit, Tara was one of the best things about being in Alexandria. The two could even be called FRIENDS. Teasing her was just too much fun. —— but was it teasing? Cyn was quick, closing the distance between them with a   SOFT KISS  and a   LIP BITE.  “Mm. Still gonna send me away?” 

     (( @t-chambler ))

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LIKE (♥) for a starter! ! !

                 TWD Oceanside OC. Length will vary.

[rppanda]

Coming out as LGBT Starter Pack!

“You’re —? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Oh my god, is this true?”

“So, um.. I have something important to tell you.”

“Ple-Please don’t re-reject me, too!..”

“I’m —, this doesn’t mean I’m a different person!”

“I’m sorry i never told you until now…”

“Pft, really? I win the bet, i kinda assumed the whole time.”

“You guys were betting on my sexuality/identity?”

“I was scared, that’s why i never said anything!”

“I’m sorry, but i can’t see you anymore.”

“I don’t hate you.. Come here..”

“Stop crying, I’m not mad.”

“Yay! We can be — together!”

“You’re —?!… Me too!”

“How would that make me think about you differently?”

“I love you, anyway.”

“Why did you make me play an ARG to figure this out?! It took three months!”

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you-wxll-be:

Glenn and Abraham, they would be here to fight the good fight. Abraham was Negan’s choice, but Glenn? Glenn was Daryl’s fault. And he wanted to squeeze every ounce of life out of Negan or die trying. It hurt. There was so much god damn loss now. Maybe it would be easier just to die.

But he wasn’t allowed to think like that. People counted on him. He couldn’t be selfish, he couldn’t leave them. So what the hell was he doing then?!

“Ain’t how it works,” he quickly hissed at her. Her proposal was ridiculous. “Ya ain’t goin’. Got any idea what Negan’s men might do t’ya if Negan ain’t ‘round? If no one’s there t’stop’em, ya might have more trouble than just risk of death. I ain’t gunna let ya go. Ain’t got nothin’ t’do with ya.” From where he was standing, Cyn deserved to live over him. She may have nothing left, but she could have Alexandria. She could have everyone here, have a family again.

     “That’s not how it works.” Two of them could play that game. If he wasn’t going to let her go, then she wasn’t going to let him go, and she made that very clear. “I’m not scare of them.” Cyn was as ballsy as all GETOUT. She propped her hands crossed over her chest, “—LOOK. I know where the Sanctuary is. A reliable little birdie told me.” Se wouldn’t give any names. “So if you are going to go, I’m following. Like I siad, you can’t stop me. Now if you want to chill out here, stay with your people and help come up with a game-plan, I’d be more than happy to do to the same.”

      “But what I won’t do is listen to advice given to me by someone who won’t follow it themselves.”

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battlexhardened:

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It wasn’t that she didn’t trust newcomers it was the fact that they could betray quicker than their own. Though she knew that she had to put on the welcome face and just hope for the best. A soft smile was offered as she looked at the woman. “Tara says that you want to join the fight against Negan and the Saviors? Welcome aboard. I’m …..  Maggie.” 

    If anyone had a reason to be apprehensive, it was Cyn. She didn’t know anyone here by much-- but they all seemed to want the same thing that she wanted. “The enemy of my enemy is my friend,” Cyn recited, and she gave her own smile. “Call me Cyn.” After a moment, she raised a hand to the back of her own head, “--I uh, well, I’ve got a lot of ammo and stuff from Oceanside. Where’s a good, safe place to put it?”

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alwaysasurvivor:

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“Yes.” His reply was simple.  He knew who he was and he was not afraid to admit it.  “I am afraid of being hurt.  However, I am more afraid of death than the aforementioned idea of injury.  Therefore, I remain in this place where the possibility of death is less likely.”

   Her brows raised. “You’re afraid of being hurt, so you join the thing that could very well kill you. You’re more afraid of death than injury.” She shrugged her shoulders. “——I don’t know you, Eugene. I don’t know what you’ve lost to bring you to that conclusion; everyone copes differently... But you don’t think that’s a little bit fucked up?”

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OCEANSIDE GIRLS+MEN IF THEY DIDN’T KILL ALL OUTSIDERS.

“ y’all bitches know that i am GAY, and y’all got me questioning my own damn sexuality. IT’S MY BIRTHDAY. “