Forgive my Innocence.

"I-I'm jus' a kid!" [ Indie RP account for Randall from The Walking Dead. Please read guidelines. M!A - None FC - : Michael Zegen Alternate (For GIF chat purposes): Younger Jake Gyllenhaal. ]

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it's lame i know

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"Did anyone ferget 'bout me?"

[He's still blind-folded.]

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no im sorry i cant randall right  now

maybe 2morrow

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I FORGOT HOW 2 RANDALL OMG

PLEASE 

IM SORRY IF U GET A SHITTY REPLY

;n;

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here's a more srs open | Post apocalypse.

[myfinalvalentine]

   —— She was going to press on, to ask why they’d wanted to kill him in the first place. Gemma was the kind of person to take someone’s word to heart; to trust them. True, that wasn’t the best quality to have in this kind of shit world, but she wasn’t a person for change, either.

"You best now by lying to me," she walked around him, so that they were facing one another. She twirled the knife in her hand slightly, tiling her head to the side just a tad bit.

Nodding, she spoke. “What’s your name, kid?” Her eyes were continuously switching from watching the kid in front of her, to traveling around the woods, searching for anything that may have looked like it was moving. She tried to soften her look as best as she could, giving him a small, reassuring smile.

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Rubbing at his wrists, Randall winced at the pain. Shit, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he wasn't cuffed. Poor boy had been wandering around all this time...It was almost pathetic.

"I'm not, ma'am. 'm tellin' the truth. Ain't lyin'!" He gulps, forcing himself to hold eye contact with her. Anything to prove that he was telling the truth. He eyes the knife, and instinctively steps back.

"M-M' name?" He stutters, but he can't help it. Nodding to himself, he forces a smile. "Randall...Randall Culver, ma'am.." He murmurs, slipping his hands into his pockets.

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randalls back

gomen i forgot about dis acc

dont worry replies r goin in

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My muse HAS to answer everything truthfully for one hour, starting now!

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In case you’re at a blank, you can ask about:

their relationship with another character 

big life questions like: what is the meaning of life (idk just an idea)

favorites (clothes, shoes, foods etc) 

what’s going on in their lives (both NSO and in other threads) 

random things like fav color or something like that

anything else you want to know about them 

secrets they may be hiding 

and so on.

GO, GO, GO

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|| Helloo i hope i'm not bothering you. I'm just passing by wondering if you'd like to role play with me. ||

[ Nah, you're not botherin meanytime, yo ]

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brb

gonna do a thing or 2

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Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.

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Or non anons, whatever lifts your skirt

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  "You sound like a broken record, mate. But like I’ve said, I shan’t put neither me or my friend here in danger…"

[ The taller stops for a moment, only to then walk closer towards the stranger. ]

"Aaron… do not do anything silly. He isn’t worth it and do you think he’d really come back and try something?"

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[He backs up a few steps.]

"I ain' meanin' no harm, dammit. I ain't even got a weapon!"

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Long May Your Innocence Reign. | Closed

[youngestxgreene]

  She took a deep breath as she took of the last remaining bonds “Alright, we have to do this quickly so no one finds out” she offered her hand to help him get up. “I’ll take your clothes down to the stream and you can use the pump, is that alright?”

She then took off her sweater and handed it to him “So you can…” she paused and look him up and down “Cover yourself while I wash your clothes.”

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He grips onto her hand, and pulls himself. He grins, wondering how she could lift him up, before remembering how skinny he had gotten. Mentally shrugging, Randall nods. "Yeah, yeah, that'll do. Thanks." He murmurs, then stretches for a moment.

He takes the sweater. "Yeah, I know...." Way to keep it not awkward, Randall. Sighing softly, he folds the sweater over in his hands. "So...How's this gonna work out?" A logical question.

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[Take your time sweetie. I would wait forever for you. *insert creepy yet somehow adorable smile here*]

[ oh mai 

eue ]

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[I wanna play with Randall *runs around in circles* You can pick the muse he plays with! ^^]

[ aw man u pick literally the worst times

i gotta to school soon

uh,,,

maN I DUNNO UR MUSES THAT WELL,, ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; 

gomens  ]

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  "Woah now, hotshot. Oughta cool yourself before I put a bullet right between your eyes. And it would be a shame to mess up our little camp."

[ Aaron rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet, lowering his arms to clasp his hands together. ]

"Aaron, please. There is no need for violence. Even if he did try something there are two of us!”

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[His eyes narrow.] 

"I've heard that before, dammit. Now, c'mon, I ain' in yer way, I ain' botherin' ya. Jus' lemme through.."

[He was practically whining now.]