#xpraefectus

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i'm now just realizing how much character development Leigh could have if I had a GOVERNOR to RP with.

it would be painful.

but it would be sooooooo goooooooooood

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out of options ; }--

i enjoy this torture.

i have a problem. and then Parker and Anabelle would find out and it would just make them open up their eyes-- especially if Leigh died-- and POOF. into the descent of madness he goes.

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out of options ; }--

Imagine a verse where Leigh mothered the living hell out of Parker and Anabelle, but because it didn't conform correctly to The Governor's plan-- he was going to kill her by putting her in a fight with Merle.

That emotion would be uncontrollable.

I just-- I can't--

[mikaxsamuels]

nobodiesgovernor. thehopxful. philip---blake. dochxs. xpraefectus. besafeclementine. thelastofellie. notbitten.

    "Look out, there's one behind you!"

[nobodiesgovernor-archived]

Let bygones be bygones

Time would tell if this plan could work. Two enemies living in the same shelter together. Two leaderships that clash with one another in the wanting of control. Especially since the Governor had killed one--two of their own; though, Rick had killed some of their own as well but in a matter of self defense.

So in a matter to bury the hatchet, they split the prison into two. One side for the Governor and his supposed family; the other, for Ricks family. The ex-sheriff was cautious at first with the idea and still was. Now it seemed he had to keep his guard up at all times.

Walking onto the pavement in the prison yard to tend to the garden, he slipped his head phones in and got to work. His attention was brought to the gates coming up and a few cars coming in. Who stepped out but the Governor and his group--must have gone on an early morning run. "Y'know, part of this deal was to let us know when you're leavin'."

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xpraefectus

            " Hello Human pig.               I'm Zim.                                  Your future master.                                  Hello. "

[bloodredbitcharchive]

{ xpraefectus }

      "Well, they say there's no rest for the weary -- but you don't look too weary.~" So many survivors, less each day -- truth is Ada's grown bored of watching the masses fall. She's the type to search for a mission even when there's more pressing matters at hand. The spy'd been skulking about this area far longer than she needed to be, people came and went. Maybe something about this guy caught her eye, he reminded her of an ex-employer. Had a look that implied nerves of steel. None too shy, she approaches, defensive raise of gloved hands.

      A sigh parts her lips, heeled boots stopping a mere few feet from his position. "Mm, if you're looking for a safe haven, you're headed the wrong way. Not that you look incapable, but a friendly heads-up, must be worth something these days."

[consiliariio]

"I hate you."

"I… Wasn’t aware— I’ll note that…" Milton looked down, shifting awkwardly not sure how exactly how he should respond to other. He was aware he wasn’t a favourite of the people, and it never overly bugged him, but for some reason hearing this from his ‘friend’ hit a nerve. Never experiencing a proper friendship, and thinking he had finally gained one set him up for the foreign feeling he had now. "I’ll just get back to work," Milton cleared his throat looking back up, casually wiping a hand across his face, "I’ll keep to myself."