TWD Roleplay

TWD Roleplay

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Last published Mon, Nov 28, 2016

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This book is about role playing The Walking Dead. This is how it will work: You send me a biography of your character through Kik (outline in this book). The polls will close when 6 people (including myself) request to join, because if there are too many people, it'll be too hard to keep up. I think we should do all of this on Kik, my Kik is: badassery2423. We could make a group chat of some sort, we can talk about it. I think this'll be a lot of fun as long as people participate. Let's try it out! Note: any OC you send me will be posted on this "book" on Wattpad. If you're not comfortable with that, then just say so.

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