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Hello fellow Guild members. I'm Zmerr. I love to roleplay. I am very loyal to my roleplays and will honestly let you know when or if I have lost interest. In return, I trust that anyone I may be playing with does the same. I play a wide range of settings with the exception of most supernatural themes. I am almost always willing to try new things and love originality. I'm easy-going and I'm not particularly picky about grammar, though I take pride in my own. I can post anywhere from one sentence to ten paragraphs depending on the situation, though I try to keep it in a range of two to five paragraphs.

Also- If I suddenly seem super busy, don't mistake it as a lack of interest. I'm also the leader of a roleplay guild in Guild Wars 2 and often hold meetings and such.

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The crowd around the table started to disperse, Rick Grimes being one of the members. He made his way to Lara. He nodded at her, eying her carefully. "You want in on the next run?" He asked. She wasn't totally convinced that it was because he trusted her. "Hell yeah." She grinned anyways. "Gear up in an hour." He said over his shoulder as he walked away. Lara nodded even though she knew he couldn't see her. Her heart did little flips inside her chest. She was going on a run! This was exciting. It was her chance to prove herself. Her chance to earn a place among the people here. She promised them silently that she wouldn't fail them.
Lara Lupin sat at the opposite end of the cell block as the intense card game drew everyone else's attention. She had little interest in it, but still enjoyed the fact that the people in the prison seemed to get along well. She was still pretty new around here, but already the prison seemed more fair than Woodbury had been. Everyone had a definite place and was absolutely essential to the survival of everyone else. She sat on a crate, polishing her single brass knuckle. She wanted to go on the next run, but she knew it was unlikely. Rick had been holding her back to help Beth and Carol take care of the kids. She wasn't thrilled about the job, but if it's what earned Rick's trust, she'd do it. She wanted him to trust her enough to let her out of his sight. She'd been around for a while now, but she didn't quite fit in. Everyone else had already proven themselves. She was eager to do the same. She would kill a million walkers. Hell, she'd kill the Governor if she had to. She just wanted to be one of them.
Gotchya. I feel derpy for putting this in the wrong tab.
I suppose I should have cleared this up earlier. I seem to have things a little out of order. Lori died before Michonne willingly left Woodbury, right? And Andrea stayed. We know that. But, Would my character be around yet? -Feeling silly-
Suggestion Beanie. Don't bump everyday as it will fill up on posts pretty quick and people will just pass by it.
Bump.
The woman led the Happy Mask Salesman to a large room. It wasn't really big, just large in Gerudo standards. It had a fire pit in the center with a hole in the ceiling above it. He wondered how they kept rain out, but then figured they didn't have much to worry about in the area of precipitation in the desert. In one corner, there was a large plush cushion that would serve as his bed. There were thin silky curtains hanging around it and from the ceiling. Closer to the fire pit, but still in a corner, was a low table with cushions on the floor for sitting. There was already a pot of tea and a few cups sitting on it. A fire was burning lowly in the pit. The room had a homey feel to it. It was exotic in a few ways, but not strangely so. It was pleasant. He gave the woman a smile and pressed a red rupee into her hand. She had told him that she wouldn't charge him, but he refused to let her do that. Even though he knew the room would definitely cost something more like eighty rupees, he couldn't really afford that. So he settled with twenty. The woman smiled graciously and bowed several times. She was very kind and pleasant. He knew she'd need that money to keep her business afloat.
(I know. -Smiles- Don't worry. I was just shouting out to ya.)
You could always message me, Aristocles. -Chuckles-
Thanks you guys.You're good supporters and I truly enjoy roleplaying with you.
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