#lorigrms

[maggie-greene-archive]

lorigrms:

Lori’s eyes lifted from the book she’d been attempting to read. Hobbies fell short in the prison and often she tried to busy her mind with the tattered novels that had been left in the jailed library. Patting a seat beside her for the girl, the mother closed the book and folded her hands in her lap.  “How late?” She asked calmly. “Regular for it to be a little off, you haven’t been gettin’ five star nutrition.”

     “Yeah, I know. I did think of that, but...” She trailed off, eyes more focused on the cot than on Lori. “It’s been a couple months at least. I mean, it’s hard to keep track, but I’m pretty sure it’s time to start worryin’.” She pushed off from the floor and moved to sit with the other brunette, easing herself down on the mattress with a sidelong glance at Lori. “I don’t know what to do. If I tell anyone to pick up a test, Glenn’ll freak out. I think. I don’t know.”

[southernbird-a]

                                —   ` tis the season to give thanks   —

              I've been holding off on  doing  one  of these for a long time, wanting it to               be much more personal than  those  follow forevers with a billion and one               names listed.  Each and every person on this list has inspired me in some               way, and for  that  I  want  to  say  thank you.  Some of these people have               been writing with me since  the  very first week I had this account, and all               have made this my best RP experience to date.

                                                Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.

                                                              .   .   .

              lorigrms:  I've been writing with you for four years now and continue to be               so  in  love  with  your  writing.    Every  character  you  take on  (even  the               randoms I've  forced  on  you along the way — ahem Dominic) have been               so spot on.    From Rachel to Lori, the  depth  and  quirks  you  give  your               characters pay them more  justice  than the writers themselves could pull               off.  ( continued. )

              t-chambler:  IT  STARTED  OUT  AS  A KISS, HOW  DID  IT END UP LIKE               THIS???    Okay,  actually  it  started out as an ask meme and suddenly I               was staying up all hours of the  night sending you head canons and story               ideas for a ship I never thought  in a million years would ship as hard as I               do.  You're exactly  what a ship partner should be, and  I'm so grateful to               have you in my life both inside and out of the RP world.  ( continued. ) 

              immaggiegreene:  Hands down, you  are my  favorite Maggie blog.    You               were the first  person  I  truly  wrote  with  on  this account and that same               ongoing thread continues to be  one  I  look forward to reading with each               and every reply.    You  have  such  a  strong g rip on who Maggie is as a               canon   character,    and   yet   I   feel   like   you   add   so   much   depth.                 ( continued. )

              nobrainshere:  From the beginning Kyle was one of those characters that               Beth pointed at, looking at  me  with those big doe eyes of hers, and told               me to make it happen.    So I listened, and I'm so glad I did.    You're one               of those writers I end  up  stalking  outside  of  just our threads, and I feel               like such a proud mama  every  time I read a reply from you to somebody               else.  ( continued. )

              itsaphroditecostas:  Girl, girl, girl, where do I begin?    If RP was a liquor               store, you'd be  on  the  top  shelf   —  maybe even enclosed in a locked               cabinet behind the  cash  register  with  a ridiculous price tag tied on the               handblown glass handle  with  a  string made of gold.   Seriously though,               writers like you remind me of why I love RPing so much.  ( continued. )

              itsaboyname:  Holy moly.    I'm  sure  you're  thinking  'oh  god this girl is               fangirling at me again' but  just hear me out, okay?    Your Daryl account               was one of the first to reach out  to  me when I first started my blog, and               I've been in love with your writing  ever since.    Though we no longer do               any Beth/Daryl, Andrea has completely won my heart.  ( continued. )

                                                            .   .   .

              I haven't been writing or speaking with you guys for very long, but you've               all found  a  cozy  little  space  in  my  heart.    Whether we have amazing               threads  or  amazing  ooc  chats,    I  get  so  excited  whenever  I  see  a               notification from any of you.  Thank you for spoiling me.

              tobeloyal, darylcrossbowdixon, loyal-tara, a5thcglue, thxfathxr, carnxfex

[woodburyking-blake]

Life went on in the same pattern that it always did ever since the world went to hell. With a frustrated sigh Brian sped down the road that was littered with leaves, vehicles, and objects that were't considered anything of worth nowadays. His knuckles were stark white at the grip that he had on the steering wheel. Suspicions were running through his mind as newcomers had been brought into Woodbury, and the one that mostly had his thoughts turning was the one known as Michonne. She was always curious and she definitely had him even on edge. The mere thought of the woman had his jaw tightening and the anger flowing along in his blood.

Martinez and Shumpert were the only two to tag along on the trip. The group of men kept their eyes out for anything that would be useful, and even kept a look out for any survivors. Survivors for them always were taken in, and their skills would be sought out. If the Governor saw that they were useless they ended up just like the pilot with their heads in his tanks. With a slight growl his eyes continued to scan the area while he drove; only slowing down when absolutely necessary. "Everythin's gonna crumble. We need to be ready, we need the people to be scared."  His voice held in the air as he was mostly speaking to himself more than to the other men. He knew that Michonne was obviously smarter than the others and not affected by his charm, and the thought that she could ruin everything only made him colder inside.

[itsaboyname]

+ sxrpents, intusdiaboli, lorigrms

         He cleared his throat, his head swimming in thoughts          as fear settled in the pit of his stomach. He didn't like          the look of the person in front of him, he didn't trust          that person. Even though he still believed in good          people, he still tried to be cautious or as cautious as          he would ever get.

                            "I'm not looking for trouble."

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Why are we walking up this hill?

[sonofthesheriffandhunter-blog]

+ 4 are being hunted

"The hell are ya?"

[southernbird-a]

Now Hiring — lorigrms

Living off of Daddy's money was not in Beth's college plans.  Though he insisted on keeping her bank account level, she was still set on finding her own sense of independence in her sophomore year.  For weeks she'd been scouring the internet and campus newspaper for any job openings.  Coffee shop, library attendant, dog walker.  She'd be up for anything that was willing and able to coexist with her schooling and music.

The call from Lori Grimes came late Wednesday morning and by that evening, Beth was driving out to the house for an interview.  She'd hopefully thrown up one of those care.com profiles, but hadn't received a single job until now.  Nannying she could handle.  Being so involved with the church back home, she'd be surprised if there was a child in her home town that she hadn't looked after once or twice.

Stepping from her car, Beth looked over the modestly sized town house, a cop car parked out front that she hoped simply belonged to the family.  After setting a silent prayer that this woman would actually think she's fit for nannying her kids, the blonde walked herself up to the door and rang a doorbell.

      "Hi, it's so nice to meet you!  I'm Beth, I'm here for the interview."