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Londyn McKinley-Dixon; 18. Indie OC for The Walking Dead. Selective & OC friendly. FC is Chloe Rose.

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[thearchersdaughter]

Why I went poof.

My grandma that raised me passed away and so I kind of went M.I.A for a little while. I am back now so if anyone wants to write - I'm up for it! I need to repost this to scarredsurvivor too but yeah...

If you want to write and plan a para or keep going with one - hmu. (:

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Offline.

I am over here right now.

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     ‘If you shoot me again, you best pray that I’m dead.’                ‘You want to know what I was before all this. I was nobody…..nothing.’                                        ‘I might be the one walking away,…but you’re the ones that leaving.’                                   - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -                                                               | I. | II. | III. | IV. |

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accidental affection

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

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tyisms:

          Alexandria. The safe haven. Least, that’s what he’s been told.           The man wasn’t too fond of it, despite it being the ideal locale.           He couldn’t find it in him to inherently trust something that           seemed a bit too real than it should be. Almost two years of           just God giving their group a shit hand. They’ve lost people,           they’ve seen more than they should, yet, so has these people.           Tyreese was sure of it, these people had to be survivors as           well —- least, so he thought.           Women and children populated the streets, men working on           gardens, as if the world outside these walls didn’t exist anymore.           This was like a dream or as if he’s stepped into another reality           that differs from the one they’ve been currently living through.           Douglas’ questions were normal —- oddly close to the ones           Rick use to ask others before bringing them back to the prison.           Tyreese answered truthfully to the ones he wanted. He figured           either Douglas knew he was bluffing or he was too old to know.           Afterwards, he was allowed a shower and clothing that were           deemed appropriate and that were clean. Slowly, he felt himself           growing into something a bit. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but slowly           he was realizing that maybe —- maybe this isn’t so bad. For now.           They took away his lucky hammer and that rubbed him the wrong way.           There after, Douglas informed Tyreese that he was to meet with a           fellow resident, that they were all assigned people that were to           meet them, welcome them, and show them around the well           established town. Tyreese complied and followed the orders           the leader of this great town shared with him.           Awaiting outside was a blonde. She had seemed to be waiting for           quite a while now and a shed of guilt had hit him a bit. With a            rather —- warm smile, he made his way up to her.            “Sorry I kept you waiting,” he apologized and then explained.           “Not really use to —- all of this, you know.” Now this was his           attempt to gain information whilst being friendly. “Though           I’m sure you know all about our situation. The name’s Tyreese.”           And with that, he held out his hand to her. 

----- Three weeks, Londyn had made it to Alexandria's safe zone just three weeks before this new group's arrival. She had shown up on her own, staggering up to the gates with an injured ankle, and a hoard of walkers on her trail. Luckily, she was allowed past the gates, and welcomed in with open arms. The only downside? They took her crossbow, arrows, and hunting knife. She hated being without her weapons and it was most certainly something to get used to.

After her arrival, she was given two jobs to do. The first one was to help cook and the second one was to be a tour guide to any newcomers. Both jobs she was well capable of doing, too. In the middle of working on a meal plan with three other kitchen staff members, Londyn was called away, and told that she needed to get ready to be a tour guide for the first time. She braced herself, she didn't like the idea of dealing with strangers, and knowing she had to be friendly to someone she hardly knew added stress onto the poor girl.

Upon seeing the guy, Londyn's eyes widened slightly. The man was huge, he was very muscular and intimidating even for her. However, if she could fight of hoards of walkers alone, she had no reason to be intimidated by this fella - especially since he was smiling at her. She extended her hand to him and firmly gripped his, giving it a nice shake, then she spoke up. "Londyn, nice to meet you, Tyreese. So, how much of this place have you seen?" She questioned as she greeted the man for the first time.

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                                         {  londyn mckinley-dixon / indie oc for the walking dead                                                                     selective & private                                                                                  I II III                                                                          played by britt  }

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I can only do .gif paras/.gif chats.

I do not have any icons for her right now and I wanted to let y'all know.

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How Well Do You Know Your OCs

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send me a number 1-60 and i’ll answer the questions with one of my OCs 1: What’s your OCs favorite color? 2: Where does your OC work? 3: What’s your OCs favorite food? 4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic? 5: How old is your OC? 6: Does your OC have any supernatural powers? 7: Is your OC in a relationship? 8: What are some of your OCs strengths? 9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses? 10: What is your OCs favorite outfit? 11: What animal does your OC relate to? 12: Is your OC sexually active? 13: What is your OCs earliest memory? 14: Does your OC have a cell phone? If so, what kind? 15: What makes your OC angry? 16: When is your OCs favorite time of year? 17: How long can your OC hold their breath? 18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear? 19: Does your OC prefer plaid or polka dots? 20: What’s your OCs favorite kind of pizza? 21: Who is your OCs best friend? 22: Has your OC ever killed someone? 23: Whats your OCs biggest secret? 24: What does your OC smell like? 25: What time of year does your OC prefer? 26: Is your OC a human or an animal? (or something else idk) 27: What languages does your OC speak? 28: Does your OC like anime? 29: Can your OC swim? 30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there? 31: Does your OC believe in fairies? 32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in? 33: Are your OCs parents dead? 34: Is your OC religious? 35: How flexible is your OC? 36: What turns your OC on? 37: What was your OCs first word? 38: Does your OC have any pets? 39: Who is your OCs biggest enemy? 40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done? 41: What is your OCs motto about life? 42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea? 43: Who is your OCs biggest hero? 44: What color eyes does your OC have? 45: Does your OC like reading? 46: Is your OC loyal? 47: Does your OC tolerate violence? 48: What social class is your OC from? 49: What country was your OC born in? 50: Does your OC cry easily? 51: What is your OCs favorite genre of music? 52: How does your OC feel about insects? 53: What is your OCs sexual orientation? 54: Does your OC smoke? 55: What gender is your OC? 56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear? 57: Would you call your OC adventurous? 58: Is your OC introverted or extroverted? 59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC? 60: Does your OC enjoy nature?

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more angsty rp starters.

"What are you doing? No, stop!"

"Is that blood!? Oh god."

"What are you doing down here by yourself?"

"Where did these cuts come from?"

"There is a bullet in your arm! We need to get you to a hospital!"

"Oh my god. W-Wake up! Oh please wake up!"

"Hey, are you okay?"

"You know, you should have said something! You're lucky I was here."

"Oh god, you just almost died!"

"Look out!"

"Here, take my hand. Everything's fine. Just hold on to me and keep moving."

"Don't look down."

"Take my hand!"

"You're going to be fine. I promise."

"What the hell happened to you!?"

"Hold still. It hurts worse if you move."

"You idiot! What do you think you were doing out there!?"

"Don't move."

"Oh Jesus. It sliced right across your face. No wonder you can't see."

"Hold on. What's the matter with your leg?"

"You're lucky to be alive right now."

"Oh, god. I didn't sign up for this. _______, I'm not a doctor!"

"I thought you were dead."

"We are going to die."

"Run!"

"Can you stand? Are you okay? Are you even conscious?"

"________? ________, you need to get up right now. Can you do that?"

"You've got a blood stain on the back of your shirt, and I really hope it's not yours."

"My god, I thought you said you could swim! What you did right there is called drowning!"

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt!?"

[thearchersdaughter]

{  Yep, I am totally following all the Tara blogs because I kind of ship her with Tara. Same goes with Beth and Rosita, actually, haha. But I definitely want something with the Taras out there so if you play her -- send me a message. We will plot away! <3 }

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𝓭𝓸𝓹𝓹𝒆𝓵𝓰𝓪̈𝓷𝓰𝒆𝓻 | 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓵 & 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓭𝔂𝓷

Londyn was perched high up in a tree, somewhere in northwest Georgia, when she heard the snap of twigs breaking beneath feet. Her piercing cobalt blue eyes opened and she looked around beneath her. As the footsteps drew near, Londyn could hear the crunch of dried dead leaves on the ground, as the sound grew louder and louder. Instead of doing the obvious and asking if someone was out there, the young hunter remained silent, and readied her crossbow as she held it up to take aim at the ground beneath her. 

Taking note that it was merely just a man, she lowered her crossbow, as she tried to figure out if he was still human or one of those things she referred to as "rotters". Realizing he was human, she quietly made her way down the tree, and remained several feet behind. Keeping distance and remaining as silent as possible as she walked along the red clay road. Then, as the silvery glow of the moon light hit his face, her breath caught in her throat --- it couldn't be - could it? He looked an awful lot like a picture she had of her father. The only one she had but it was old, he was still blonde like her, and much younger. Closer to her age, even.

Swallowing hard, she stopped in her tracks but didn't lower her weapon. "You're not supposed to be alive!" She choked out, feeling a lump in her throat as she watched him walk ahead of her by several inches. "---You're, you're Daryl Dixon, aren't you?"

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Get to know me!

knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better. repost for the sake of activity notes please!

tagged by: no one

BASICS:

name: britt age: 24 prefered pronouns: she/her or they/them sexuality: demisexual/heteroromantic zodiac sign: scorpio taken or single: single

three mun facts:

i have a scar on my left ribcage from being tangled in barbed wire at age three.

i had three major surgeries before turning 5.

i taught myself how to swim by "doggy paddling" as a toddler.

EXPERIENCE:

how long (months/years?): writing, in total, 17 years. 13 of that is rp or fanfic based. how’d you start: i don't even remember. i remember writing for school but then i guess i found the idea of being someone else enticing when i was a tween so -- i started rping. worst experience: i don't want to talk about that; it's personal. best experience: meh, haven't really had it yet.

MUSE PREFERENCES:

female or male: males mostly. original or canon: either. favourite face: aaron paul, norman reedus, or matthew gray gubler. least favorite face: probably the 5sos guys, 1D guys (minus zayn and niall). multi or single: ???

WRITING PREFERENCES:

fluff, angst or smut: ALL THREE WOULD BE EPIC YAAAS. plots or memes: plots. best time to write: any time i'm online. do you like your muse(s): yes.

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