I don't think you realise how s e r i o u s I am.

Independent RP blog for Philip(/Brian) Blake/The Governor from AMC's The Walking Dead TV show and the Walking Dead Comics by Robert Kirkman. Please read the about for more information.

[oldconman]

PSA;

I’m going on an indefinite hiatus across all of my tumblr roleplaying blogs. I won’t be deleting any of them other than those that I haven’t used, and chances are I’ll still be in the fandoms that correspond to the blogs (or if they’re OCs I’ll still have muse for them). I realise that this will sound hella abrupt on the accounts which I’ve only recently made and started using. Sorry about that.

If you still want to see me around or talk to me, you can either follow my personal blog here, or privately message me for my skype address. I may still roleplay on skype with some people – we’ll see how it goes, but I need to take a break for my mental health.

I’m not sure how well this is going to stick, but at the moment it feels like the right decision, as much as I’ll miss everyone.

More details as to why under the cut:

Keep reading

[depravedx]

I miiight have to make an exception for Gov, as I enjoy writing him and posting on him occasionally tbh.

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

………totally won that argument.

[depravedx]

this time.

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

bill who is this farmboy why are you talking to him so much?? what does he have that i don't huh?? is it a functioning left eyeball??? is that what you look for in a man bill??

Oh no he’s on to me.

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

but phil.

phil.

wanna take over a prison phil?

[depravedx]

dammit bill we can’t just take over a prison every time we have an argument

it’s like you don’t even listen  to me 

.....okay but where tho

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

bill who is this farmboy why are you talking to him so much?? what does he have that i don't huh?? is it a functioning left eyeball??? is that what you look for in a man bill??

Oh no he’s on to me.

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

ok phil I sorry

[depravedx]

ur words aren’t band-aids bill

ur words cant fix my wayward heart

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

bill who is this farmboy why are you talking to him so much?? what does he have that i don't huh?? is it a functioning left eyeball??? is that what you look for in a man bill??

Oh no he’s on to me.

[depravedx]

well then, i guess today’s the day that bitches die

[depravedx]

"Oh god, why is there so much blood...?" // found a sentence meme ^^

  The world reappeared in a flash as his eyes shot open to silence. Not an empty silence; rather, the prickling kind. The kind one could almost feel attempting to penetrate the skin, to sink into and wrangle the frozen bones within. Only one never stopped to think that, perhaps, it was the defiance that caused such a dilemma to elicit the stress response. 

Power to those who let it sink in; those who deflected it by rendering it powerless through a refusal to play the game it expected, they had the control. 

All right, all right, bring it down a notch there, Descartes. The Governor smirked to himself, clasping his palms together and watching as the blood sputtered and gurgled between them.

  In one slow, unhurried motion, he side-stepped to face her. His eyes settled on her face. The smile dissipated, and though his gaze never left her face, it was the men surrounding her that shifted uncomfortably, M16s and AKs nestled in the crooks of their arms like babies, at the ever-so-polite question that followed: 

“Which one of you brought her along?”

[thegovernorsjester]

[depravedx]

TWD 30 Day Challenge ↳ Day 1: Favorite Male Character

[venividivicii-blog]

House of Cards sentence starters

Change pronouns / descriptors as necessary!

"I have no patience for useless things."

"We’re in the same boat now. Take care not to tip it over. I can only save one of us from drowning."

"We’re in a very gray area. Ethically. Legally. Which I’m okay with."

"What a martyr craves more than anything is a sword to fall on."

"Nobody can hear you. Nobody cares about you. Nothing will come of this."

"I know all about hate. It starts in your gut, deep down here, where it stirs and churns. And then it rises."

"You haven’t earned the right to be treated as an adult."

"So you think when a woman asks to be treated with respect, that’s arrogance?"

"You don’t want to work anywhere you’re not willing to get fired from."

"Treading water is the same as drowning, for people like you and me."

"Love of family: most politicians are permanently chained to that slogan, family values. But when you cozy up to hookers and I find out, I will make that hypocrisy hurt."

"He believes that if a fridge falls off a minivan, you better swerve out of its way. I believe it’s the fridge’s job to swerve out of mine."

"Just making an observation."

"Are you letting pride cloud your judgment?"

"I’m the only person who believes in you, but maybe that’s one too many."

"Maybe they were right. Maybe you are worthless."

"I promise you’ll never be bored."

"He was the only one who understood me. He didn’t put me on some pedestal."

"The most you’ll ever make of yourself is blowing men like me."

"I can smell the cock on your breath from here."

"He’d never go for you. You’re too intimidating."

"I’ve been doing this a long time. I know when I’ve scraped all the shit off the shoe."

"Do you get off on this or something?"

"There’s no better way to overpower a trickle of doubt than with a flood of naked truth."

"I have to put fear in other people."

"I have to be ruthless, because failure is not an option."

"I’m not going to lie. I despise children. There. I’ve said it."

"Everything is about sex. Except sex. Sex is about power."

"If I didn’t think you were such a liability to yourself, I might even like you."

"I have zero tolerance for betrayal, which they will soon indelibly learn."

"When did that happen?"

"You don’t understand. I’m not afraid of you anymore."

"I’ve known everything from the beginning."

"I’m not here to punish you or to tell you to stop. I just thought I should open those big bright eyes."

"I wanted to be significant."

"I envy your free spirit, and I’m attracted to it, but not all of us have that luxury."

"You had a choice. You chose not to be free."

"Success is a mixture of preparation and luck."

"Decisions based on emotion aren’t decisions, at all. They’re instincts. Which can be of value."

"He doesn’t measure his wealth in private jets, but purchased souls."

"Of all the things I hold in high regards, rules are not one of them."

"You have a reputation for pragmatism."

"You can’t purchase loyalty. Not the sort I have in mind. If you want to earn my loyalty, then you have to offer yours in return."

"Now, the humane way to do it is to make it quick."

"I took a chance, showed up at your house and placed myself at your feet."

"I have been fearless. But, you know what? I’m really fucking scared this time."

"Grief demands an answer, but sometimes there isn’t one."

"If we never did anything we shouldn’t do, we’d never feel good about doing the things we should."

"It’s personal for me now. I don’t have a choice, but you still do."

"Stick a knife in its heart and put an apple in its mouth, I won’t shed a tear."

"There is no sacred ground for the conquered."

"You may have all the money, but I have all the men with guns."

"You’re nothing. You’re a parasite."

"I’m not who you want to be your poster girl."

"I’ve never thought higher of her than I do at this moment."

"Do you think I’m a hypocrite? Well, you should. I wouldn’t disagree with you."

"I ain’t one for lookin’ back. Eyes ahead."

"From the lion’s den to a pack of wolves. When you’re fresh meat, kill and throw them something fresher."

"I don’t know whether to be proud or terrified. Perhaps both."

"Seduce him, give him your heart. Cut it out and put it in his fucking hands."

"I’ve done what I have to do. Now you do what you have to do."

"I said I would take the fall for you. And now I give you the means to make that happen."

"Power is better than money, for as long as it lasts. But it never lasts."

"What is wrong with you?! Why can’t you just leave me be?!"

"All you have ever done is fuck up my life!"

"Such a waste of talent."

"Discuss is probably the wrong word. They talk while I sit quietly and imagine their lightly salted faces frying in a skillet."

"Money is the McMansion in Sarasota that starts falling apart after ten years, power is the old stone building that stands for centuries. I cannot respect someone who does not see the difference."

"Moments like this require someone who will act. To do the unpleasant thing. The necessary thing."

"There are two kinds of pain. The sort of pain that makes you strong. Or useless pain. The sort of pain that’s only suffering."

"Let’s make him suffer."

[depravedx]

'Mulan' quote starters

"How lucky can they be? They're dead."

"You will never bring your family honour."

"Well we can't all be acupuncturists!"

"No, your great-granddaughter had to become a cross dresser!"

"Stop me? He invited me."

"Ah, I see you have a sword! I have one too! They're very manly. And tough."

"Lemma hear you say AH!!"

"You wanna stay, you gotta work."

"I am the guardian of lost souls!"

"My ancestors sent me a lizard to help me?"

"Down, Betsy!"

"Make a note of this; Dishonour on you, dishonour on your cow!"

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

"Look, this tattoo will protect me from harm!"

"Punch him. That's how men make friends."

"Relax, and chant with me."

"Stay that to my face, you limp noodle!"

"I do love surprises."

"He started it!"

"I didn't ask for his name, I asked for your name."

"He doesn't talk about me much."

"Tomorrow, the real work begins."

"Look, it's porridge. And it's happy to see you!"

"I think my bunny slippers just ran for cover. Come on, scare me, girl!"

"Wait, you forgot your sword!"

"That's not funny."

"Yeah, 'cause I owe you a knuckle sandwich."

"Oohh, tough guy."

"I'll get that arrow, pretty boy. And I'll do it with my shirt on."

"Let's get down to business."

"I'll make a man out of you."

"You haven't got a clue."

"I'm never gonna catch my breath."

"This guy's got her scared to death."

"Heed my every order, and you might survive."

"Pack up, go home, you're through."

"What do you see?"

"We can avoid them easily."

"We should return it to her."

"Hey, this is not a good idea. What if somebody sees you?"

"If you're so worried, go stand watch!"

"We're doomed!"

"I know we were jerks to you before, so let's start over."

"I'm king of the rock!"

"We have to fight!"

"Snake! AGH!!"

"Boy, that was close."

"That was vile!"

"I never want to see a naked man again."

"Don't look at me, I ain't biting no more butts."

"This guy's messing with my plans!"

"We're not finished!"

"I'll hold him, and you punch."

"I saw that."

"You like him, don't you?"

"That's better! Much better! Let's go!"

"You owe me a new pair of slippers."

"Excuse me? I think the question is who are you?!"

"I should have your hat for that!"

"Think of instead; a girl worth fighting for."

"Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer."

"He thinks he's such a lady killer."

"Yeah, the only girl who'd love him is his mother."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, sure, save the horse."

"Fire!"

"You missed! How could you miss?!"

"We need help!"

"I knew we could do it! You the man! Well, sort of."

"From now on, you have my trust."

"He's wounded, get help!"

"I can explain."

"So, it is true!"

"I knew there was something wring with you!"

"I didn't mean for it to go this far!"

"It was the only way!"

"My debt is repaid."

"But you can't just..."

"I never should have left home."

"Maybe what I really wanted was to prove that I could do things right. So that when I looked in the mirror, I'd see someone worthwhile. But I was wrong. I see nothing."

"I can see you, lookit you, you look so pretty!"

"I mean, you risked your life to help people you love."

"At least you had good intentions."

"You ... lied to me?"

"We started this thing together and that's how we'll finish it. I promise."

"They popped out of the snow! LIKE DAISIES!"

"Go home."

"Why should I?"

"Please, you have to help!"

"No one will listen!"

"Huh, I'm sorry, did you say something?"

"Okay. Any questions?"

"Ugly concubines."

"I tire of your arrogance."

"So what's the plan?"

"You don't have a plan?!"

"Way ahead of you, sister."

"I need firepower."

"Your worst nightmare."

"Guess you're out of ideas."

"Not quite."

"I am ready, baby!"

"That was a deliberate attempt on my life!"

"Stand aside! That creature is not worth protecting."

"She's a hero!"

"That is enough!"

"I've heard a great deal about you."

"You can have his job."

"Is she allowed to do that?"

"You fight good."

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all."

"You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty!"

"The greatest gift in honor is having you for a (enter whatever)"

"If you ask me she should've brought home a man!"

"Would you like to stay forever?"

"Dinner would be great."

"You know, she gets it from my side of the family!"

[lkmlm-blog]

Based on my writing, how old would you THINK I was?

[bonbxon-deactivated20171027]

REBLOG IF YOU DON'T MIND BLOODY ROLEPLAYS OR VIOLENT ROLEPLAYS

[depravedx]

reblog if it’s 100% okay for mutuals to tag you in a starter

[tierlantijn]

Do you ever just accidentally befriend someone you used to look up a lot to like you are admiring them from afar and trying to talk to them and theN SUDDENLY THEY RECOGNIZE YOUR EXISTENCE AND THEN A LOT OF GOOD STUFF HAPPENS AND THEN THEY BECOME YOUR FRIENDS LIKE WTF KINDA UNREAL SHIT IS THAT??? I cannot believe

[theystrayedfromtheflock]

No answer.

Philip moved past him as though he hadn’t heard him, as if drawn by some insistent voice calling in the distance. Bill followed to the edge of the road. He watched the man’s slow trudge into the field. Watched the methodical dispatching of justice, slow and deliberate, still the sulky child resigned to having to clean up his bedroom before his mother counted to ten. The gunshots faded to telltale clicks, then to silence.

It was over.

Bill’s lip curled in distaste. There, the teacher. There, the admin assistant in charge of inventory. Over here, a cook. Those four had families, people to grieve them, people who would have to be placated and supplicated or else made to go away. All were trained to use the weapons strapped to their backs or pinned beneath their bodies. Almost all were unblooded - men and women driven to frenzy by their fearless leader, but who balked at the first taste of the reality of war. He didn’t blame them. It wasn’t for everyone. Few were born with the discipline required to hold under fire. None of them would make the same mistake again.

And there was Philip, trudging back to the road, no trace of the murderous rage left in his sloping shoulders and dead eye. Bill met the stare and refused to drop it, his expression one of guarded irritation. He could feel a headache coming on. His job had just become that much more difficult.

They faced each other, stoic figures framed by the gap in the trees. Bill was acutely aware of the eyes on them - the two minions, Phil’s lackeys, the only ones who’d stood in solidarity with their governor. How long will that last? He didn’t look back to gauge their reaction. They hadn’t cut and run yet - but they weren’t soldiers either, just survivors a little more used to the stink of fresh blood in the air.

The rifle clattered to the ground. Bill didn’t drop his gaze to watch it fall. It was altogether unimportant. A weapon without an arm to wield it was just a thing, as much use as the gravel on the shoulder of the road. But it sent a clear enough message.

The man whose gaze he held was not the governor of anything. Bill doubted there was much of Philip Blake rattling around in there either.

He adjusted his mental map again.

"Fine."

Equally slow. Equally deliberate.

He turned. Reached for the radio at his hip.

"Tavia. Fall in." He cast his gaze to the survivors, appraising them. Then he passed them by. The vehicles fell under his scrutiny next. "We’re done here."

He lowered the radio, adjusting his grip on it and feeling the weight of it in his palm. He glanced over his shoulder. Triangulated on Philip.

"Do you trust me?"

[depravedx]

There was birdsong. Incredibly, there was birdsong. There was the wind rattling the summer leaves and the crunch of their boots on the gravel. There was Bill's voice. Short, sharp. And then there was the noise. The noise, akin to its brother, the white noise. It hung in the middle distance of his consciousness, the horizon that called to him, pulled him like a magnet to its opposite pole. The one that beckoned him to indifference. Turned his limbs to lead and the image before his eyes to grey, to dust. Or perhaps it had colour. But he could no longer see the beauty in mere colour. 

Phillip blinked, and he was at the car already. He saw his hand curl round the handle of the door and watched the thing open beneath his exertion. The leather seat squeaked beneath his trousers. The thin rubber coating of the steering wheel felt good around his fingers. Once warm with the radiated heat from his own blood--now cold. Would he warm it again, he thought, did his blood run hot enough? Was his heart even beating?

What man needed the threat of hell? When the searing joy of holding a full magazine of power in his hands began to fade. When he had nobody but himself to blame for the blood on his name?

[The slap of thick liquid against the car door. The musty stench of dust catching the wind. The jagged pieces of gleaming white bone poking out of the mud like shoots. The d e a t h  r a t t l e. Oh, but that sound. That sound had come to mean so much, so much in this past year.]

He was finished. And because of that, so was Woodbury. If Rick and his group had two cents worth of tactical intelligence, they'd be buckling up for the ride to his town as they sat there drawing breath. Even William Carver's tongue couldn't deflect a discharged bullet.

"If you're goin' back..." Phillip began in a low and dreary voice, peering through the windshield of the car as he checked the road ahead with almost an air of patience. The old military van remained there, all stubborn and silent. Still facing him. Still. Oh, seconds had passed, he knew. Minutes, perhaps. Possibly even years. It didn't matter. Who cared? Time was of no essence without a point of return. And he would try ever so hard to go without one of those. 

"...go on and take the other truck."

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[depravedx]

giveusthechomp replied to your post: “I hate you.”

( Omg. I made the happiest noise upon seeing this because rebellious!Clem is everything to me. I love writing her going against Carver & The Governor. This is clementinehat, btw! Just on my Shawn account. ^^ )

okay, feel free to hit me because I realise now that I saw this and vowed to reply to it later...then didn't. 

Rebellious clem is absolutely wonderful. I remember playing through episode 3 and getting chills from the conversation between her and carver, it was awesome. It's probably second only to ice cold clem, when you know you fucked up and clem knows you fucked up and is having absolutely none of it and burning you to the ground with her words. 

dude we already have each other on skype, let's work out a plot :p

[depravedx]

"You look lonely. Want to talk to me?"

"Well, aren’t you just the kind soul."

 And so pretty of face., he decided, eyes narrowing in thought. Maybe a second visit to the garage was warranted today. As much as he hated to keep his little girl waiting.

 It had been bothering him, actually. She’d been less active, less inclined to greet him upon entry when he brought her evening meal. He worried she was wasting away beneath his care, perhaps even sickening. Perhaps… she needed something fresher, something healthier. Whatever she required, he would provide. He was a good father.But that was a problem for later.

"I assure you, Sasha, there’s nothing that you need to be concerned about. The afternoon air can be wonderful for clearing one’s mind. You find there’s a lot of clutter when deciding what’s best for a group of people this size.—- Sometimes you just need to sit down and hammer out a  course of action.”