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✉ Text || ⇨ My Doppelganger

Unknown: ....

Tatia: Hello?...

Tatia: Who is this and how did you get my number?

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Send me a url and i'll answer the following questions:

Do I rp with them: No, but we Skype the shit out of each other.Do I want to rp with them: *wraps arms around my Katerina* Of course you sexy be-atch.Do I follow them: Hell yes I am following her. For fucking ever <3My opinion on them: Incredibly precious and talented. Another person who came and began talking to me because I got anon hate. She is so sweet that I went and made a special Tatia Skype account because...I mean really...why the hell not? I read her threads ALL the time. Fangirling on the sidelines. Okay not always. Most of the time I go and tell her xD

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Why are there flowers in your hair? Give me back my god damned crown, Dixon.

Didn’t take your crown, princess. Ain’t givin’ ya nothin’ with that attitude.

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Send a ✿ if you would ship your character with mine.

"Oh, Katerina. You must have bumped your head. I like my face, but I am not sure I like it that much."

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Chupacabras and Vampires || Katherine & Daryl

"Ain't nobody gonna care about except me, little brother."

Daryl heard him. Oh he heard every word. Merle wasn't exactly one to sugarcoat things. They ain't your kin. Ain't blood. His head was spinning, throbbing with his pulse along with every muscle he had. He was losing blood faster than he wanted to think about. And then there was Merle. Hassling him, mocking him... Just like always. 

"Ain't nobody ever will." 

The younger Dixon wanted to protest, to tell his brother that he was wrong. But two things had stopped him. One thing, was that he had no will or ability to move much less argue anymore. Even speaking hurt at this point. And the other, what he didn't want to admit was that Merle was probably right. They didn't care about him. He was just an extra set of hands. A dumb hick with good tracking skills. They didn't care. They all had their own families to worry about, their own inner circle that he just wasn't a part of. 

"Come on, get up 'fore I gotta kick ya' teeth in. Let's go." 

Daryl felt Merle kicking at his boot and just as he was about to tell him to knock it off and get up, he realized Merle was gone but someone was there. Something was there. And trying to take a chunk out of his fucking foot. The groggy redneck quickly reacted, ignoring the pain for the moment though a difficult task, and reached for his crossbow that lay just out of reach after kicking the walker square in the teeth. It hadn't deterred the dead asshole for long however, as he was soon practically on top of Daryl, clawing and snapping at him like a hungry alligator. Daryl's heart was pounding rapidly, with no time to really think he threw a punch square at his jaw and decked him twice. Rolling over to get the upper hand, he soon felt the walker's fingers gripping the back of his hair making him hiss before he was thrown to the ground again. Quickly getting to his knees, he kicked the walker's feet from underneath it and pinned him with a tree branch not long before bashing his skull into the ground with it. All the while in the midst of the pained chaos, he hadn't noticed the other walker staggering at a steady pace towards the brawl. Unfortunately by the time Daryl had seen the other walker it was too late and too close to get a good hit with the branch and stumbled backwards. 

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"Oh um," Alessandra paused from a moment as she eyed the person in front of her, they didn't seem like a threat, but then again she was a horrible judge of character. "Hello," she finally said with a small smile as she clasped her hands together.

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