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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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Rick shot Jan a warning glance. He knew how strongly she felt towards the Governor. He felt pretty strong about the situation too, but he didn't want to lose more people than he had to. He was more than upset about what happened to Glenn and Maggie, but he wasn't going to let it color his decisions with irrationality and poor choices. "I know, Jan. Just relax. Nobody's going anywhere, long as I've got a say in it." He turned onto the street Daryl and Sam had taken. He followed them at a distance now, trying to avoid obstructing their view without totally leaving it. "We'll fix this and I ain't about to leave. The Governor will get what he's got comin' to him when the time's right." Lara wasn't sure what to make of the situation in the front of the car. They both had very valid points and she didn't know who's to defend. She just remained quiet instead. Andrea quizzically looked at the Governor. She hadn't said a word this whole time. She'd just stood by, keeping her eyes peeled for walkers and patrollers. He and the other two had not exactly been quiet about their planning. Particularly Merle. She glanced between the Governor and Merle. They were both watching her expectantly. Martinez was leaning against a tree, using a pocket knife to clean the dirt out from under his fingernails. He was most likely listening in as well "I'm sorry. I didn't say anything." Her quizzical look turned into one of offense. She honestly felt hurt that he didn't trust her. The man she lived with. Slept with. Made love to. And he still didn't trust her? Granted, she was planning on slitting his throat the next chance she got. Just stab him in his sleep. You can do it. The words rattled around in her brain. "Was I supposed to?" Carl and Maggie returned from gate duty. That meant she and Tyreese were on. She handed Judith to Beth and stood up. She smiled at the younger woman. "I'll see ya later. Gate duty." She turned and left, ignoring Judith's cries as she went. Tyreese met up with Carol in the center of the cell block. He nodded at her as she made her way down the stairs. "Ready to kill some walkers?" Carol nodded. She looked slightly distracted and he couldn't put a finger on why. ((I had to add color so I at least could tell who's point of view each section was from. It was driving me nuts.))
I'm trying to find some people.
Andrea's mouth almost dropped open. She couldn't really totally hide the horror in her expression. She knew what it meant that the Governor wanted to deal with the captive himself. If that girl walked out alive, she would be just barely. Merle saw Andrea's expression changed out of the corner of his eye. He looked at her to see what it was, but she had changed it before he could determine. "Sure thing. Don'tchya worry. We'll get your girl." He gave the Governor a sinister lopsided smile. Martinez nodded in agreement with Merle. One girl. Piece o' cake. Grab her and go. Maybe put some bullets in a few of the others on his way out. It would be fun. He mirrored Merle's smile "I won't argue with you on this, Jan." Rick's voice was steady. He knew the Governor was also preparing, but more than that, he knew that his own people weren't ready for that kind of move. Too many people were still injured from the raid. Lara watched the scene unfold. Rick's tone kind of freaked her out. He was at a level of seriousness that was usually reserved for young children. Don't touch that. I mean it. Only, instead of a toy, it was the Governor and instead of a young child, it was Janet. It was clear to Lara that Janet had some kind of vendetta towards the Governor, though she wasn't really sure what and she wasn't about to ask.
Alright. I can do that. -Thumbs up- I honestly thought about Milton before, but I forgot later to ask. -Laughs-
Andrea listened as the Governor told Martinez his careful instructions. What was he going to do once he nabbed someone? Make a trade for Michonne? She had to keep from snorting. It wasn't going to happen. She knew Rick would never fall for that. After all, he hadn't bartered for Glenn and Maggie. He just blew a hole in the place and took them back. She shot a glance at Merle Dixon's back. He followed Martinez. She hated that man. Rick finished rolling the window up, keeping a careful eye on the road and all around it. He didn't want any nasty surprises, dead or alive. "We'll take care of him eventually. Right now, I think we should gather our strength. The man has buddies. Taking out the head won't necessarily take out the entire body." Lara agreed with Rick. The Governor had a pretty loyal team of soldiers and, let's face it, fangirls. It wasn't likely just killing him would solve much. It wouldn't be long before someone organized a group big enough to mow over Rick's in a matter of seconds.
Rick drove closely behind Daryl and Sam, keeping an extra pair of eyes on the fence in case a walker unsuspectingly found its way to the fence. He leaned out of the window when he saw Carl. "Keep an extra close eye on things. I'm still not entirely comfortable leaving the prison with that asshole running around." He referenced the Governor with an expression of held back distaste. He knew Carl would understand. Lara watched the interaction. The relationship Carl and Rick had was special. A sort of father-son relationship that entailed more than that. More like two very close friends with a clear leader. It was something she rather envied. She had so few friends now that the world was a big ball of dead things. She didn't know if she really even had any. There was Michonne, which, though they weren't tight, did share a common past. They'd spent time in Woodbury, left it and came to the prison. That was about the extent of it. Lara had chosen to follow Michonne out, but before that, she'd never talked to the woman. There was also Hershel. She wouldn't really call him a friend. He was just nice to everyone. Something to do with religion, she supposed. Ya'know, treat others as you would want to be treated. She found that he was easy to talk to, though. He always listened and only gave advice when you asked for it. Janet had also been nice to her since she had arrived. She wouldn't really call her a friend either as they'd only had a small handful of conversations since the day she'd walked in. Janet was nice, but sometimes seemed a little distant.
Lara nodded in agreement with Janet. She smiled at her, grateful for her kindness. It was something few people had these days. Rick gave the okay to move out. He came to stand with Lara and Jan. He nodded once at each of them to make sure they were ready. Lara nodded back excitedly. She seemed so eager to get out and it honestly worried him a little bit. Not so much because he didn't trust her, but more because she was small and potentially vulnerable. He didn't want any bite accidents. He couldn't afford another lost member. He nodded again to signal that he too was ready and headed to one of the cars. He watched as Daryl and Sam got into the cab of a pickup truck as he slid into the driver's seat of a small sedan. He figured Jan would likely take shotgun and, by default, Lara would take the back. It was just a pecking order thing. Lara waited for Rick and Janet to take their seats before hoping into the back seat. She held her gun in her lap for easy reach in the case of an attack. She knew the Governor could be out there with his pals and she was more afraid of him than a few biters. The car would likely protect them from the undead, but definitely not The Governor. Carol grinned and nodded at Beth. "She will. Though, I hope she's still as sweet as the Judith we know today. I'd hate to see this world change her." She planted a kiss on Judith's head. The baby hiccuped and then giggled, kicking her feet.
Bump for good measure.
"We're looking for basics today. If you can get your hands on any medical supplies, you get extra points." Rick paused for a moment to think. "Why don't you and Sam take a car, and I'll take Lara and Jan. That way nobody's alone." He looked at Lara. She was all set with a half smile plastered to her face. Lara grinned as Rick suggested she go with him. This was her moment. She was so ready for this and she'd prove it. She was a member of the prison just like everyone else. She wanted him to know that. Carol Peletier watched the assembly below with little interest. Judith sat on her lap, tugging at her shirt. She looked at Beth. "Medical supplies would be the best. We're running low on formula too."
Rick gathered his group in the middle of the cell block, counting heads and guns. He was still missing Lara. He'd asked Michonne to stay on site. He didn't want anything funny happening while he was out. His team consisted of Lara, Sam, Jan, Daryl and himself. He trusted that that was all he would need. Lara saw the group huddling in the middle of the cell block. She looked at Michonne. "The Governor and his goonies are a bunch of assholes and can go to hell." She grinned, making the comment seem almost innocent. "And for the record, I'm glad you made it out before shit got real. I'm glad you convinced me to go along." She smiled again and then left to meet with the group.
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