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( indie rp blog ) He wears his heart safety pinned to his backpack, his backpack is all that he knows Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple the heart and devour the soul

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toomanyxfaces:

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I was supposed to just sleep with you and take your money, but since that plan wasn’t working, I had to think of something else. Are you comfortable, Mr. Caine?” He clicks his tongue, taking a step toward the other as he grips a little tighter on the knife.  “I feel like those ropes might hurt a bit.”

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“Let’s be real: this was gonna happen regardless of what you said or did.”

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kogasana:

this brba blooper is amazing

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breakingbadgifs:

you can still be what you want to…

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battlebxrn:

oh my god ethan you can’t just ask someone if they killed a man

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dexdites:

        He’s flustered, really. Not because of any romantic notion, though if he were forced to he’d admit the other isn’t bad looking, but because of his inquisitive nature. He really wasn’t used to a single soul taking any interest in him, especially from someone who clearly prided themselves on their coy nature.

                   “Not really. My sister, she’s the creative one. Drew all types a shit you’d never believe. I’m better with my hands. Lift shit up, put it down, I stocked the shelves.”

A brow was raised at that spoon statement, but Ash figures Ethan is just being coy, teasing him.

“Wow that’s incredibly boring. At least the stocking part is, I’m sure you being good with your hands gained you some sort of attention.” Everything was either faintly obscene or down-right filthy with Ethan and he wouldn’t have it any other way. It surely allowed him to figure out who he’d have fun talking to though.  “Bet you got really nice toned arms too, don’tcha Ash?” A sly grin plays the blond’s lips as he lifts his shoulders into a shrug whilst reaching into his pocket. “Honestly, all I do for fun is watch Romero and Monty Python. Also I make some weird shit outta scraps. See?”

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limitlessxxpotential:

It would be stupid if she would have fought him now, wouldn’t it? He had the upper hand here, and he was definitely strong enough to take her down without a problem. Much like the person he’d brought down here. “You have to be ready if p-people ask questions…” Her brain was just eager to keep her alive, and thus give excuses for why they were down a party member. At least now she can breathe with him off of her.

A trembling hand reached down to pick up her discarded tire iron. “I got it…” Ethan terrified the girl, and for a moment she wondered which of these deaths would hurt less. She’s not quick to the door, but it’s only because she was trying to figure out how to avoid injury. “Are you ready?” Honestly, she was terrified he was going to leave her here to die.

Ethan kept quiet as he watched her pick up the weapon of her choice, and as she  moved towards the door. Then he waited patiently until she opened the door and a  couple of walkers stumbled past its frame.  But that’s when he marches forward and grabs onto her wrists, forcing her towards the walkers. He makes sure to keep a little bit of distance, though it’s not enough to  stop the walker from getting some filth on  her. “Say a fucking thing and you’re dead. You’re stuck with me from now on until I can figure out what I want to do with you.”

He reminded her one last time, deciding  that he was done with tormenting her. The  blond male then lets Rose go, letting her try to fight off the walker. To struggle with them will allow their story to be more believable.  Leading the undead towards the body was the last task before the two of them would grab their belongings and leave the area.

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“….Why the fuck are you giving me a kitten? I don’t even know you!”

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“Nah I lost it on the way to save the little ball of fur. Best decision I made if I do say so myself.” There’s a bit of sarcasm laced in with his cheery response but quickly disproved his claims by taking out a map. “It wasn’t a either or type of decision, to be frank. I grabbed both but there’s some Rick Grimes shit written all over it. Fucking dicks.” He shrugged and followed quickly behind the older man as he started unfolding the map. Ethan can’t help but to watch the other as he lead the way in a very much alpha male sort of way. It was kind of amusing to the blond especially when he reminds himself that there was a kitten underneath his jacket. “Totally off topic but you are so heterosexual with the way you walk. But good for you, in this world - as it is right now - people will probably fear the big macho guys like you with good morals.”

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“Don’t touch me. I’m fine, I can walk on my own.” A little experimentation backfired for the poor, strange boy. Blood tainted his shirt.

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Reblog if you stick with an RPer even through their hiatus.

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fullleatherartillery:

((If any of you go on a hiatus, I’ll still follow you. Just take your time, Tumblr and RPing is not a race.))

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iaintashes:

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“Who are you again? Last I checked you weren’t part of the camp.” 

“Ethan. I’m a friendly. Please. Don't shoot.” 

Voice is unsteady and just like that, he’s already playing the helpless and terrified young man card that he’s dealt so many times before. “Please..”

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He blinks not once but twice and gives a subtle nod after receiving a name, letting it sink into his memory. Ash, it was a seemingly nice name. Might make the blond start singing that song about the black plague, though. “What do you do for fun, Ash? If not film dirty movies. Don’t give me some I don’t do anything, bullshit. Everyone does something; I collect souvenir spoons.” Which was a flat out lie, but Ethan wouldn’t even try to suppress his laughter if the other  believed him. He wouldn’t blame him either, he was so serious in his statement. “Do you get creative?”

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Blood & Dirt

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Her fingers clenched as he spoke, giving instructions that she knew she had better follow. She didn’t want to end up like the other person, and now she had to wonder just how many times he’d done this and gotten away with it. In times like these, it wasn’t difficult to think that someone as violent as he clearly was wasn’t having a field day.

When he finally let her go she rubbed her neck, as though to let herself know that she hadn’t died just now. He hadn’t let her be completely free, but she knew why. He wanted to make sure she wouldn’t be a problem for him. “I won’t say anything…” she murmured, trying to get a grip on her emotions. “If anyone asks me, I’ll say we found walkers and we couldn’t save them. Is that okay?” She was almost afraid to look at him, as though that might cause him to change his mind about letting her go.

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He’s SURPRISED, he wasn’t expecting her to suddenly fall to his feet like that. Perhaps he wouldn’t have to THREATEN her more than he already did. Yet there was something still tugging at the string of DOUBT in his mind. “You’re so quick to offer false stories.” He mutters, cocking a brow as he lifts himself off of her to allow her to breathe properly. The amount of PRESSURE he was applying couldn’t be comfortable. As the blond takes a step back, he holds the blade in her direction  as he gestures to the door at the far end of the room. 

“There’s walkers behind that door right there. You’re going to open it, got it? Or so help me, I will throw you in there. Rose. Now.” Her name left a BITTER taste in his  mouth, something he didn’t like about using names in these situations. He never liked getting CLOSE to people.