Get the fuck over it!

Independent Carley from TWDG - interacting with everyone from any fandom. Before interacting, you should check out the verses page as well as the guidelines first Disclaimer: I don't own the character Carley - if it was so she'd still be alive. // None of the gifs and graphics are mine, unless it's stated otherwise. Icons are usually mine. If you want to use any of them, please ask. M!A:accepting I'm more afraid of you than you of me.

[thelastreporter]

[the-harbinger-of-sorrow-archive]

If I ever approach you for an interaction here on any of my other blogs, I am not looking to ship. I’m looking for an interaction. A friendship, enemyship, anything. I want real relationships put down in writing. If a ship develops from there, then that’s great. But I’m not ever going to approach you and immediately ask for a ship, because that’s not how roleplay should be and that is definitely not how I work.

[thelastreporter]

Like this post if you’re waiting for a reply from me or if you want me to do a starter.

[thelastreporter]

to any of my followers that find me intimidating:

I’m more scared of you than you are of me. 

[victran-deactivated20160720]

[tahthetrickster]

owmycheekmeat:

[agentyorkie-blog]

Megan, an ice-hammer sword and shield combo (TRINE FUCK YEAH) and french cruller doughnuts. Omg. SO READY

me and fawks, an assault rifle (thanks l4d2), and chicken nuggets/french fries

welp

me and patrick, heavys machine gun from tf2, and cereal

LINA HELL YEAH. bronco .44. and WAFFLES.

i think i’m sitting pretty good.

[crucibl3]

I got Kel yay!! (conjuration and destruction) magic, last thing i ate was unfortunately a chocolate kiss. damn i didn’t even have the almond ones…

[kelbora]

Its okay, Pie. I got you, the powers of Cole McGrath from “inFamous” and a life time supply of country fried steak, cheddar-garlic mashed potatoes and green bean casserole. =v=b We’re good~

[inactive-thecorgay]

Omg it was Ale and I was playing Assassins Creed IV so ALL THE WEAPONS CUZ I CAN’T REMEMBER WHICH ONE I USED LAST, and M&M’s.

Really I’m okay with this. Ale and I will just kill all the bitches and go home laughing.

[the-ameriderp-deactivated201402]

Ian and I was playing Final Fantasy XIV so I got my wonderful book of whacky things and spells to keep people alive while I have steak and mashed potatoes.  IAN WE GOT THIS!

[hippomusic444]

Yo Rachel, me and you with Portal Guns and a life time supply of soup and bread!

[orcusivanth]

wtf i just texted u kendra wtttttttffffffff guess im gonna die with only rice and infinite kunai

[steven-is-dead]

Mark, chopper gun, and cookie dough ben & jerrys. I’M SET GG SEE YOU (Totally includes the chopper, it’s attached).

[justoneofthecreeps-deactivated2]

Some dickbag i really  fucking hate right now,pistol,burger

[alphadad-deactivated20140206]

Some dickbag i really  fucking hate right now,WoW warlock staff,chips

[dainsleifs-doormat]

My moirail (hellllllll yea) my master cutlas from Fable II, and pepperoni pizza. The thin crust kind. I’m set.

[wakeinitiated]

Last messaged: Grimmy (FUCK YEAH) Last weapon: The last game I played was The Witch’s House, so I guess a machete? (shit) and I have a lifetime supply of toast.

[shea]

Last person messaged: frostingflakes

Last weapon in a game: an Ax, so it’s fine till it inevitably breaks.

Lifetime supply of bread as well, so I’m sitting pretty I think.

[pebregoblin-deactivated20180928]

Last person I messaged was Tony My weapon is the blood pack punisher X smg And our food would be rice with corn and chicken and some black cherry soda

[yourmumsprivatedetective-deacti]

The last person I texted is an old friend of mine..

The last video game weapon weapon I used was the giant purple dildo from Saint’s Row..

And I last ate Oreos.

[rp-frantichuntress-blog]

My asshole Newspaper partner, sWORDS AND A GUN, AND CHICKEN RINGS FCUK YES.

[ben-paul-rp]

My not-super-smart but insanely nice friend, bATARANGS AND FRENCH FRIES

[molly-twdg]

My classmate Michelle, the Malcolm’s Honor staff from DA:II (2+ damage vs. demons and uNDEAD !!) and mixed nuts and dried berries fucking A.

[thelastreporter]

My friend Jojo (cheesus, I'm fucked), the axe from TLOU (this thing breaks so easily oh why?) and oh well banana and Nutella. 

[thelastreporter]

✎

send me a “✎" and ill draw your muse

{ it’s just a mess, sorry. i tried to finish it quickly. the hand, uuuugh. }

[ghostmcdonalds]

send me a "✎" and ill draw your muse

[thelastreporter]

;Guess who's computer crashed, yey. I'm too frustrated right now, I'll just go and bury myself in Nutella. 

[keptmyhairshort-blog-deactivate]

     There are some days where Clementine thinks, ‘this is it; I’m dying today’. Her stomach feels so empty and hollow and her body feels like all it wants to do is to shut down. Follow she did, walking behind Carley with a slower pace. ❝I hope this works… Bear traps aren’t my favorite things in the world after the… St. Johns situation…❞

[thelastreporter]

       Carley couldn't help herself but sigh at the sound of the familiar name. Although she missed out on the worst parts of the whole horror show, she would never forget the day they met the St. Johns. "I know. But if it doesn't work, we'll just---" The former reporter stopped dead in tracks, looking at the small herd passing by. She stood still for a moment, relieved they haven't noticed them yet. She took Clementine's hand and draged her in the opposite direction. "I don't think we'll find anything in those traps anymore." Her voice was nothing but a whisper. "We'll just head to my camp and eat those beans." 

[thelastreporter]

One Way Or Another || thefaithlessvessel

[thefaithlessvessel]

Dean had to admit Carley wasn’t a bad company. Maybe, after taking down another group, building a tree house and spend months surviving the zombie apocalypse with one single person, you get to know her better and it’s kinda hard to not to like the only person stopping you from being completely alone—specially if this person was someone like Carley.

The tree house wasn’t exactly big, and their routine forced them to be close to each other basically the whole day, but they didn’t talk much about anything other than the apocalypse—Dean didn’t know much about her previous life, her family or anything like that, and she didn’t know about his. Though he felt curious about Carley, it wasn’t that bad for him—his previous life was way too complicated to explain, and if he did tell her, the woman would probably get her things and run away from the tree house. He wouldn’t blame her.

It was Dean’s turn to watch over as Carley slept. The tree house was a little isolated and until now no walkers managed to get to it, but he wasn’t going to risk it. He sat on the ground, near the opening gap.

As he heard the woman coughing, he looked over at her. The days were getting colder so Dean thought it was normal when Carley spent the whole night coughing yesterday, but she seemed to be pretty bad.

"Yeah, you’re needin’ it," Dean agreed, giving her a slight smile. "I could go right now, we can check the traps tomorrow. Unless you’re not too tired and want to come with me."

[thelastreporter]

Carley couldn't believe that after all that she has been through a simple cold would leave her this weak and broken. Her throat was slimy and ached for warmth - something her scarf failed to provide. She started to massage her temples with cold fingers - carefully, because of the scar she had thanks to Lilly - hoping that this would salve her headache. Of course this didn't work.

As she noticed Dean giving her a slight smile, she couldn't help but smile back. It was supposed to be somewhat reassuring, but ended being a little too wide. It probably seemed fake to him. Also, she was very thankful, that he agreed on getting medical supplies for her. Even though the brunette had her doubts at the beginning, she started to like and trust him. He was a good person. "Let's go together. I don't really want to bore my freezing butt off waiting for you, Dean." She dragged her body next to him. She was already wearing her thickest clothes, which were boots, a vest and jeans. "Maybe we should look out for some winter clothing, too..." That's when she started coughing again. While holding one hand against her mouth, the other one fumbled for her bag pack, which stood next to the entrance.

"God, I gotta get rid of the coughing, else I'm going to attract the brainless..." She winked at Dean before climbing out of the treehouse. "C'mon, Dean-o." With a small weak smile, she waved him down to her. Carley tried hard to hide how bad she really felt. She hated the feeling of sitting around and doing nothing and she didn't wanted Dean to worry about her anyway. 

[foolishvessel]

[insanitys-love-blog]

please reblog if you are a role player and are still active on tumblr

I’ve decided to make a master list of all rp’ers since I can’t barely find anyone that’s active and since that I don’t want other to have search religiously to find that one role player that rp’s as that one character we can never find alone.

[colejole]

[bjorkmp3]

All my pain in one gifset :)

[atleastyouhadthemtolose-deactiv]

Such a beautiful story, unbeatable characters.

[thelastreporter]

Finally found some time to reply. I'll be occupied with that. In the meantime: who wants a starter? 

[lillycaul-deactivated20140925]

"shut the fuck up you fuckin asshole redneck boat-humping bastard"

[thelastreporter]

Happy New Year!

[odeaths-deactivated20131110]

Munday Info Thing

[thelastreporter]

name: Nika

gender: female

birthday: Dec 30

sexuality: I don't care about gender. If I fall in love, I fall in love, genitals are an obstacle. 

relationship/status: happy, single, ready for a fucking  

occupation: student

Do you have any--

siblings: a younger brother

pets: I miss my rabbit Felix. 

piercing: Nope. I can't everything starts swelling… It just gets nasty and gross. 

Favorite--

movies: Cloud Atlas, Perks Of Being A Wallflower, The Great Gatsby, LOTR, and more more more more more...

bands/artists: Radiohead, St. Vincent, LDR, Warpaint, Nirvana, Hole, Fiona Apple, Florence + the Machine… And there is so much more. 

things to do: replies… *sigh*