The Walking Dead Roleplay
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  • Reads 188
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 3
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published May 09, 2016
*SEASON 1*
You're set in the world of the walking dead. You can be an OC or an original character. This does not have to go completely like the show. Be creative. 

*YOU CAN BE UP TO 5 CHARACTERS AT ONCE. IF YOU HAVE MORE THAN ONE, YOU ARE REQUIRED TO KILL ATLEAST ONE OF THEM BY THE TIME SEASON 5 COMES*

You start out at the Atlanta camp if you an original.

If OC you can choose if you're there or somewhere else.

*DONT COME THEN DECIDE TO QUIT IN THE MIDDLE OF A STORY ARC OR JUST DISAPPEAR RANDOMLY. ONLY FILL OUT A FORM IF YOURE SURE YOU WANNA DO THIS*
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.