#ididwhatihadto

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"Hey, I was thinking and I decided that we could rule the world together. How's that sound?"

     “Do you understand the responsibilities that come with such great power, boy? Do you know what needs to be done?”

[feckingeigersanction]

Familiar Faces || Carl & Murphie

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The idea that the house had once been someone else's - a family, with two kids, a dog, and pictures all along the walls with smiling faces - she had to not think of that. This was now just a shelter. A hollow place to stay and lay low for for a few nights, in her travels. Everything had changed since the Outbreak, and this was simply a side effect. Still, she never did feel quite right rifling through others' possessions. It was survival, of course. Supplies were low for anyone - there weren't stores to purchase medicines or new shoes. It was all scavenging and survival.

She had cleared the house and secured it - pushing drawers in front of the side door, and ensuring that the windows were locked. Curtains had been drawn, and candles had been collected from dusty bookshelves and mantels. The first night had passed without any sort of disturbance, and Murphie was up early in the morning to take in a better look of the area around the house. She waned to memorize it's layout - just in case there were any dead lurking in the neighborhood. 

With a glance up to the morning sky, the gray overcast had her squinting for a moment, before she had headed towards the shed of the house, one hand ready to grab for her weapon, the other opening up the doors. Nothing rotten to greet her, but her eyes had landed on something much more productive in that moment. Pulling it out, Murphie looked towards the sky again, before shifting the barrel out of the line of leaves. If she was lucky, she could collect some fresh water from the rain that was looking to fall soon. Surveying her work for a moment, her brow furrowed as a strange sound had been edging closer. Nothing dead, but it almost sounded like a car to her. Turning, she scanned the street, hoping to see the source. 

[walkingwhitaker]

☢ ✔ ♪

☢: Something about my character that I've never explored but want to

I only ever explore bits and pieces of his time in the Military and would really like to explore it further, writing actual scenes while on duty in modern verse or main prior to the apocalypse. I have also very much been wanting to explore him and max when the outbreak first started and the struggles the two of them had to go through, as well as Max's death.

✔: What got me into roleplaying

I found a Mortal Kombat roleplayer on myspace through my personal and questioned them on what rp was, what they were doing and I was so fascinated by it that I immediately created a Kitana roleplay account on myspace in 2004 and have been roleplaying ever since. :D

♪: A song (or two) that I associate with my character

Echo - Jason WalkerRead all about it - Emelia Sande

[thegirlwhowalkswiththedead]

ididwhatihadto

Lucie smiled, the church was one of the few places that the teen had felt safe since the prison. But she was still a little wary, and who could blame her, especially since terminus. By the time Rick had left with Father Gabriel, Lucie could feel herself beginning to let her guard down.

She leant against the side of the bus that Abraham was fixing, while she bounced Judith gently in her arms, trying to keep her calm as the baby held her thumb in her tiny little hands. She spotted Carl inspecting something on the side of the church, so she pushed herself away from the bus and slowly made her way towards him. “What are you looking for Sherlock?” The girl teased, trying to judge what the boy was looking at.