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ARCHIVE adj. free from the limitations of time

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I would definitely suggest to try indie. Your options open up way more and your blog is your own. If you need a 3 month hiatus, you don't have to worry about losing your spot. If you decide you want to rp multi fandom, there's no limits on who you can rp with. If you want to stick to TWD, there's plenty of people playing canon twd characters. No one will say "no, you can't play this dead guy" but there are plenty of people who will jump at the chance to rp with him. Indies are awesome.

Thanks for the advice ‘non ! It’s how I’m leaning to be honest, I’ve just always been a group person so it’s a little intimidating to me. That said, y’all can check out LITTLEPUNCHY if you’re interested. Still very much a work in progress but it’s something.

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PLEASE READ !

I’m sad to see this place go. This group wasn’t perfect and I wasn’t entirely surprised due to the reasons the admins listed but I got to rp with a lot of great writers and have a lot of fun. Cursed Waters will be missed.

I still have super high muse for Troy, tbh, so I’m debating what to do there. I’m not sure if I should join another group (multi-fandom or if there’s any TWD rps out there that would accept a Troy), make my own (I had an idea for a semi-appless multi-fandom, also maybe a TWD rp that accepts deceased characters but I’ve only actually seen Fear), or try indie. I guess if anyone has any advice (or interest in co-adminning those aforementioned groups), it would be appreciated it. In the mean time though, if you’d like to keep in contact, hmu up for my Discord. 

And to everyone, from the admins to the most recent members, I wish all of you luck in your future rp endeavors. Thanks for the great time! 

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@licbiility​ && for faye.

“I think someone might’ve started a bit early,” Allison said with a frown, watching as a drunken man stumbled through the crowd, completely oblivious to the people he was bumping into. “Are you alright?” she asked, turning to the other woman. “He didn’t step on your toes, did he?”

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@herfairfury && for alecto.

“Don’t smile. You have the smile of a serial killer.”

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@groundedhope​ && for clarke.

“I’m aching in places I forgot I had,” Allison said with a soft chuckle, wiping the sweat from her brow. “That was a good work-out -- thanks.”

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@groundedhope​ && for clarke.

“I’m not as reckless as I used to be,” he said with a shrug. “One time I led the cops on a high-speed chase on my motorcycle, eventually ending up in a dead end alley. Somehow I got out of that without being arrested, fined, or otherwise facing consequences.”

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rcstlessdrcams:

“still,” she almost scolded. perhaps this wasn’t what he wanted to hear from a doctor he met ONCE. but it was just in caitlin’s nature to care always, almost to a fault at times. “there is still a chance things can get inflected, healing can always go wrong. just TOO MANY factors.” eventually the brunette reigned herself back in. she took a deep breath, holding herself together. “—but i’m glad to see you’re alright.”

“Yeah, I know,” he said with a shrug. “And I knew what to look for. If I couldn’t take care of it, I’d have come back.” He had survived a lot worse -- nearly losing his eye, for one, or the knives that had gone straight through the palm of his twice. Or, y’know, most of his childhood. “You too. Keeping yourself busy around here?”

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fghtersliving:

“For sure,” Bianca noded. “Maybe there’s a way that if-slash-when people get to go back…the people who don’t want to go can stay. If it were possible for me, I’d consider staying too.”

He nodded; “I think that relies on them sending us back. Many I’ve spoken to around here aren’t very optimistic about that. I’m not sure I’d stay but... I’m not sure I’d want to go home either. It wasn’t a happy place.”

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licbiility:

“— – YOU KNOW, these fries might be good, but nothing beats the ones you get back home at pops.” 

“Have you tried the ones at Joe’s? It’s a dive but the food is ridiculously good. Also probably ridiculously unhealthy but isn’t deep-fried anything?”

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rcstlessdrcams:

@atempcral // CAITLIN && TROY

“troy,” the name left caitlin’s lips with ease as she smiled. last time she had really SEEN the male, she had treated him for a wound. as with all her patients, thoughts of his recovery often came in to her mind. she was always concerned with the welfare of those she took care of. “hey, you never came back to check up about your injury.” her tone was a bit scolding, almost motherly in a way as she looked him over. “how is it doing??”

It was the doctor; Troy recognized her face from when he’d first showed up on the island. Hadn’t seen her since -- his head was healing fine and he tried to avoid doctors if he could -- but he didn’t mind it when she spotted him. “It was doing fine,” he said with a shrug. “I’ve got some medical knowledge of my own, doc -- field stuff but I know how to clean and bandage a wound once I’m not disorientated. Fine now. Scar’s there but that was kind of a given.”

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glxnnrhxx:

A nasty blow to the head. That was what the other had said to him, and it encouraged Glenn to lift his lowered head, and to make connection with Troy’s gaze once again. How bewildering it was that they’d met the same nasty end. Perhaps the details had been different- and details mattered, but of course- but they could empathize with one another, and for an optimistic such as himself, that much was significant. “I’m… I’m sorry,” Glenn managed to tell him. “I was struck, too. And I think you’re right about us being stuck here.” The shorter member of the pair sucked in his breath, and finally regained his composure. If he needed to brave a survivor mentality once more, he’d do it– he’d done it long enough after all, hadn’t he? “Is it strange that an initial part of me might want to stay here?” he asked the man. “Because I might fear what would happen if I was transported back? If I’d still be dead in my old world?”

Troy shrugged. “Don’t be. It was a dog-eat-dog world, so to speak.” Or man-eat-man, but that joke was probably only funny to Troy. “Head injuries are nasty things. I mean, you can survive a lot, but there’s only so much a skull can stand up to. A hammer and a pissed off woman were evidently too much.” He’d have rather gone out in a blaze of glory -- had been ready to, multiple times -- but oh well. Seems it didn’t matter since he was standing here. “Nah. I mean, I liked my old world but that’s a minority opinion. And there’s no guarantee that if you went back, you wouldn’t be dead. Same with me. In any case, don’t think that’s something you’ve got to worry about. I’ve been here months and others have been here longer. Getting out isn’t really something that happens.”

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fghtersliving:

“Electricity’s a pretty sweet deal,” Bianca chuckled. “I could do without some of the technology. But I’m liking a lot of the social changes–even from when I was born.”

“I think that might be an understatement.” He nodded; “I’m sure it’s not all perfect but it is worlds better than it was three-thousand years ago. I’m not sure I can go back to that knowing all this.”

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notlexacoon:

lexa’s eyebrows furrowed as she glanced up at the stranger, jaws clenching as she gathered her hands behind her back. “i am not alicia. perhaps, you have the wrong person and —” she pursed her lips, clearing her throat. “i am not high, and i do not engage in such activities.” a pause, eyes narrowing. “are you high?”

Troy looked her over a second time, brow still furrowed. She looked exactly like Alicia but he supposed that didn’t mean anything. Doppelgangers ran amok around here, and this one was Alicia’s. Funny. “Guess so,” he replied. “No, sweetheart, because I’m not the one telling a stranger about their dreams. You’re new around here, aren’t you?”

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wcdncsdcyiisms:

“no, no, definitely a not asshole type of thing to do, really appreciate it and all but,” wednesday was gaping at the color his eyes had changed to, “but dude, holy shit. how do your eyes do that?”

Brett gritted his teeth, willing them to fade back into their normal blue. “I’m a werewolf,” he deadpanned, because even if it was the truth he knew it would sound like a joke.

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theruncways:

“ i don’t judge, ” she said amicably. besides four nights ago, while feeling hopeless and defeated… well, it wasn’t her most proud moment, she barely remembers anything. his next words confused her, “ thanks. you use a wand? are you some sort of ewok? ” those where the only species she knew of to use magic, and wands. still, he looked nothing like an ewok. 

“Well, you’re a bartender -- be a bit counter-intuitive if you did,” he said with a chuckle. “Though I guess you might if I ordered some shitty American beer. I’d judge myself on that, at least.” His brow furrowed, head tilting to the side at her question. “...Ewok? Isn’t that what you make a stir-fry in?” He was pretty sure that didn’t have an ‘e’ in front of it though.

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Like this for a starter from Allison Argent, Brett Talbot, Sirius Black, Telemachus, or Troy Otto. Please specify who you want it from / for if you have a preference. I will do multiple starters if anyone wants.

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rosetylerxxooo:

“This place is very strange how did i get here and where is the doctor”?

“The doctor?” Allison asked, brow furrowing with confusion. “Are you alright? Are you injured?”