Beyond the Edge of the Night

Tristan and Rowan are OCs for The Walking Dead. Muses and Mun are 25+, and there will be NSFW themes. Will RP with any fandom! These two are almost always together. It's how they've survived this long since the outbreak, so they don't plan on changing. Tristan watches over Rowan, and neither of them will talk about the nature of their relationship. Just don't ask. They will tell you if they want to. Tristan and Rowan only trust each other, so earning their trust will be difficult. Tracking: beyondtheedgeofthenight

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

Semi-Hiatus

Holidays have about killed my muses for these guys.  I'm sorry to those that I owe.  I will try to work on them once I get past Christmas.  <3

~ B

[frommemetoyou]

Put "Oi you!" in my ask box if you have ever wanted to RP with my muse

[dear-indies]

Happy Christmas!

We’re going to keep this short and simple. Since we’re feeling festive, instead of our normal Friday Promotion, we decided to do this! It’s just a little thanks to all of you. We appreciate every kind message we receive and we love you all. Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! - H&C ♥♥♥♥♥

Rules:

Must be following us.

Must be an indie roleplay blog from any fandom. 

You may reblog more than once.

Likes do not count.

Winners will be chosen using a random generator. 

This ends on 30th December 2013.

Gifts:

Sixteen people will be put on our sidebar. Time still undecided, but it will be longer than a week. 

Ten people will receive a screen shot promotion. 

Ten people will get a link promotion.

Five people will receive five Icons of their character.

[southernprincesslottie-deactiva]

beyondtheedgeofthenight was wishin' on a star

[southernprincesslottie-deactiva]

  Lottie looked at him for a few minutes. “Alrigh’…I’ll stay…It’d be nice to have the company…” She nodded, looking him over. “Just…don’t get sad…I hate how sad people are now a days…It’s alright to get upset, but tears aren’t gonna help anything…”

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

He cracked a bit of a smile, "Company would be nice, and I can promise to do my best in that department.  There is a lot of sadness these days, so it's nice to focus on something else."  He rubbed his beard a little, "What's something that makes you smile, Lottie?"

[helpingtorp]

The Walking Dead Roleplayers please Reblog

Working on Directory

[sexlife-e]

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

So sorry

//Sorry I have not been around here much.  RL sort of kicked my arse, and my brain lost the muse for these guys for a little.  Going to work on getting caught back up.  *hugs*

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

rick grimes

I’ve only had the pleasure of threading with two, but I’ve stalked/talked with a few others.  The two that I’ve threaded with are notthegoodgrimes and waywardrickgrimes.  Both I love our threads, and I’ve known notthegoodgrimes for awhile now.  They are one of my senpais.  Waywarcrickgrimes I didn’t know until I had this blog, but I now follow them with both my Walking Dead Blogs.  

Those are the only two I speak for from personal experience, when I thread with more, I can add more.  <3

[nohara-rin-is-here-deactivated2]

Give me a character and I'll tell you my top urls that play them. Anon or not!

[anarchygrimes-deactivated201502]

[frommemetoyou]

Leave "Fluff me up" in my askbox

I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-14 to see what our muses will get as a fluff prompt

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[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

If you reply to me, can you message me? My activity feed is nothing but notes from that text post that resurfaced.

[bransinclairr]

You’d never look at me the same.

[helpingtorp]

The Walking Dead Roleplayers please Reblog

Working on Directory

[southernprincesslottie-deactiva]

beyondtheedgeofthenight was wishin' on a star

[southernprincesslottie-deactiva]

  "It makes you sad…doesn’t it?" She muttered, looking up at him with upset eyes. Lottie paused for a moment, thinking. "If you want…I could stick around….But only if you think you can really notice that I’m me…not her…I don’t want to just be a replacement…" 

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

"In a way, yes, but only because she has been in my life since we were children."  He answered, looking down.  Tristan let out a sigh at what Lottie said next.  "I know you are you, Lottie and not her.  I would like if you stuck around, but only if you want.  It would be nice to get to know you."

[anondracomalfoy]

bless you if you can admit your favorite character has flaws.

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

To Dance Upon Your Grave | Tristan, Rowan, and The Governor

[iamthegovernor-blog]

  After a couple of months on his own, Philip had readjusted to the life on the road. He’d spent time wandering, most days not even sure where he was going. Truth was, he didn’t have a destination. As long as he’d make it through each day alive. The woods were dense, dark. Even though it was daytime, the trees hovered above him and covered the sky. He’d managed to navigate through the woods. Done it several times before, sure as hell could do it again. Philip was walking again, wandering, no real place in mind to go to. He was running low on food. He was growing wearier as each day passed by. The memories of his past were his only companions and they haunted him as he wandered aimlessly. But then a voice reawakened his exhausted spirit. A familiar voice. Philip turned around to face him. Tristan. He smiled wryly, his eyes searching the woods behind Tristan for any trace of his sister - or anyone else, for that matter. If he knew either of them any better, Philip would have to expect a surprise attack. Maybe his sister was in hiding, ready to strike him down. They might get the first attack but Philip wouldn’t go down easy. "Where’s your sister?" He asked, ignoring Tristan’s question.

[beyondtheedgeofthenight-blog]

No matter how much Tristan wanted Rowan to run and not stop until she was clear of the woods, he knew she was still there.  Hiding in the trees, waiting to attack.  Rowan had wanted the Governor’s blood ever since Woodbury, and Tristan couldn’t blame her.  In the same token, he always wondered why she didn’t want his own, seeing as it was Tristan’s mistake that almost got her killed.

“Now, Governor, you know it’s not polite to answer a question with a question.”  Tristan cocked his head to the side, not budging from where he stood.  “You are looking a bit rough around the edges.  I need of bit of a shave?  Life must have gone downhill for you.”  The blond smirked, “What’s the saying?  Karma’s a bitch?”

Any way this situation played out, blood would be drawn.  Tristan knew it.  The Governor wasn’t someone to go down easily, and Tristan would rather deal with a herd of walkers than this man.  He was not going to let anything else happened to Rowan.  Too much had already been lost, and no way in hell was Tristan going to add her name to the list.  Before he could stall anymore, the arrow hit the Governor’s shoulder from behind, knocking him forward slightly.  Tristan sighed a bit, but he couldn’t say he was surprised.

Rowan walked up behind the Governor, keeping her distance, with another arrow nocked and drawn.  “I could take you down easily.  Quickly.  Painlessly.  That’s too easy for you after everything that happened under your watch.”

“Roe,” Tristan almost whispered, pulling at her shoulders.

“No,” she kept her eyes on the man she had put an arrow in.  “You know he deserves every bad thing coming to him.”  Rowan let got of the other arrow, sending it into the Governor's other shoulder.

"Rowan, stop!  You aren't a killer."  Tristan tried pulling her back, but she shook him off.

She cocked her head to the side, "What is it, Governor?  You kill or you die?  My memories from then are a bit foggy."

Tristan was afraid of this happening, and he knew Rowan well enough there was no talking her down from this.  He only hoped they'd both make it out alive of this, as images of that night and her covered in blood invaded his vision.