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*just over here watching as everyone in the TWD tag starts to hate Negan more than they ever did The Governor*

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What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt

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“Oh, Sunshine, you don’t get both.”

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   “I don’t see why I shouldn’t. Way I see it, I earned that second cookie.” He couldn’t help but smirk ever so slightly at the humor of the situation. Carol was the best cook out of all of them, after all. “’Sides, not like you make cookies everyday. I’m sure someone can go without one.”

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the walking dead; starter sentences.

“Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?”

“Did you take one of my protein bars?”

“Get over yourself. You’re not the only one who lost something today.”

“Be who you are, not who you’ve been.”

“Sometimes you’re safer when there’s no way out.”

“We are not the same. We never were.”

“You fought to be here and we have to keep fighting.”

“We can find a way. And if we don’t, I’m still with you.”

“I know this sounds insane. But this is an insane world.”

“I fully respect the hair game.”

“They think I’m scrawny. They think I’m weak. But they don’t know shit about me.”

“You don’t need their love, but you need their respect.”

“You’re the butcher, or you’re the cattle.”

“Hey, you. Dumbass.”

“Welcome to the human race, asshole.”

“We can still come back. We’re not too far gone. We get to come back. I know we all can change.”

“Anger makes you stupid. Stupid gets you killed.”

“The pain doesn’t go away. You just make room for it.”

“Oh, Sunshine, you don’t get both.”

“Keep walking.”

“This isn’t the end.”

“If you don’t fight, you die.”

“We do what we need to do, and then we get to live.”

“We’ll survive, I’ll show you how.”

“Every sacrifice we make needs to be for the greater good.”

“Satan disguises himself as the angel of light. A false light will destroy everything.”

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   As unconventional and unnerving as this ‘Sanctuary’ place was, it definitely seemed to do it’s job. It was safe, and that’s what mattered. Philip had been brought in by some of the Saviors out on the road, after offering to aid them in exchange for some supplies. It was mostly a farce, as the former Governor had little intention of sticking around for long. Everything about this place made him feel out of place. Like an outsider. Yet here he was waiting to meet their leader, some guy named Negan. Philip wouldn’t lie, he was mildly impressed by the organization of these people. It took leadership to keep people together like this. Whoever Negan was, he seemed to keep things going.

   Finally given the go ahead to enter the leader’s room, he slowly entered, and was almost instantly taken off guard by what was inside. Multiple women in lingerie lounging around, the man who must have been Negan sitting down on a couch next to one of them. Maintaining a rather confused glance, Philip cleared his throat a bit awkwardly and planted his hands on his waist, not wanting to interrupt whatever the hell this was. 

  “... Negan, right?”

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    “You want us to run away? Let these --- these terrorists beat us ‘cause we’re scared of ‘em?” He turned to glare back at Chloe with an expression still blank. Unreadable, as he so often was. The Governor knew inside that he couldn’t truly blame her for the thought of surrender or retreat crossing her mind. The woman was still young, and likely still scared after what had happened in the arena not even an hour earlier. And yet still, the mere thought of abandoning Woodbury and handing it over to this prison group upset him. Not everybody here was built to be a fighter, but he could change that soon enough if he had to. Drawing a shallow grunt, Philip shook his head and turned his look away again. 

  “We ain’t runnin’ off scared with our tails between our legs. Leavin’ behind everythin’ we’ve built here... it’s not an option,” he said quietly, teeth biting down on his lower lip in thought. “We’ll think of somethin’. Maybe --- maybe they’ll leave us alone now, we ain’t out for blood.” A lie if there ever was one. Philip had every intention to strike back soon, and to strike hard and fast. Not a full attack, but an eye for an eye. Literally. Fronting the desire for peace for now was easy enough though, and would keep everyone at ease until he could find a way to convince the town that fighting back was absolutely necessary. Philip would have his revenge, he just had to plan. 

      He looked AWFUL. But Chloe isn’t sure if she is relieved or angered that the people got away, she’s still not sure of the way this world works, sometimes she weakens to the thought of people dying. There’s still hope in her heart, a hard swallow is granted as she steps a bit closer to him, he’d taken her in, and so many people. But everything had darkened these past few days, and with this? Chloe is worried about him, about everyone.

      “There has to be something we can do… Maybe we should move? Everyone… Just go somewhere those people can’t find us.” She looks away towards the end of her suggestion, it wasn’t a GREAT plan, but it was something. “ – What are you thinking?”

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  What would your daughter think..?            About what you are?                                           “She’d be afraid of me... But if I’d been like this from the start she’d be alive today.”

Independent Philip Blake RP from AMC’s The Walking Dead Selective, OC and AU/Crossover friendly 5+ years of RP experience Written by Sarah

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   An extended silence was the only answer that the Governor could give. His head was burning. Warm blood still trickled into the fresh bandage that had been wrapped around his head, an occasional drip running down his cheek. Thoughts were racing back and forth in his mind, but the one constant variable in them was Michonne. What she had done to her...

  Finally lifting his head up and staring forward, Philip continued to avoid direct eye contact with the girl, putting both hands on the dresser in front of him to aid his balance. Lips parting to say something meaningful, the only word he could force out of himself was a resounding, “No...”

( 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇. )

      “Are they… Dead?”

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  *quietly kinkshames*

*slowly backs away*

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   As much as Philip didn’t like having three men point guns at him, he can’t say he wasn’t surprised they had stopped the vehicle. A large cargo van must have been a nice looking target for the men on their bikes, even though it was completely empty in the back. Still, he kept his composure, hands planted firmly on his waist while the bikers looked him over, still sitting comfortably on their motorcycles with shotguns in their hands. One of them stood out in particular, a blonde guy with a big scar on the left side of his face that was painfully once he dismounted from his motorcycle and stepped forward. Must have been the leader of some sort, though clearly not the leader. These guys were too organized to just be three lone wolves on motorbikes. 

  “There’s nothin’ in the truck,” he was quick to say, recognizing the futility of resistance in this situation. There were no allies in the woods or in the back of the vehicle with rifles waiting to ambush them as there may have been in the past, back when Philip himself had pulled off raids on other survivors. It was just him now. “Look yourself if y’ want.” He kept a firm look about him while he maintained his cool, making sure to glance right back at the scarred would be robber to let him know he wasn’t going to buckle. He wasn’t afraid of them, but he wasn’t suicidal just yet either. 

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   There was a certain unease to the silence around the camp, the militia that ‘Brian’ had managed to pull together hoping for the best, yet prepared for the utmost worst. The older tank that sat across from the mobile home loomed over the makeshift fort - a grim reminder of the violence that would likely ensue. Still, Philip held onto a glimmer of hope that Rick’s group would stand down, even if these hostage type situations rarely worked.

   He wished it hadn’t been Hershel that had been accompanying Michonne out in the woods, though. Despite telling himself that he had moved on, the former Governor still felt that furious burning in his throat whenever he looked at the dark skinned warrior. She killed her. Hershel was different. With Michonne relocated to a separate trailer so that her mere presence wouldn't interfere, Philip was able to simply talk to Hershel. Hesitating momentarily before opening the door to the trailer, he gave a small yet firm nod of greeting to the bound older man as he entered the empty room, biting down on his lower lip subtly and leaning back on the end of the table adjacent to his hostage, hands resting behind himself as he sat and looked towards him. Cutting a brief awkward silence short, Philip cleared his throat and finally spoke up.

   “--- Michonne’s fine. We aren’t gonna hurt ‘er, or you. Don’t worry about ‘er. I just want t’... talk.”

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Starter Call

Like this post for a starter from The Governor within the next week or so...? (While I get the theme and pages set up, because I’ve been really slow with that. Everything else is ready though.)

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A quick and dirty RP policy guide

Bold all that apply to you and your blog. Italics if you’re on the fence about something. Either reblog or repost. Feel free to add anything I may have missed in the appropriate category, or recategorize something that is in the wrong place!

My blog is _______

Open to all

Semi-selective

Selective

Moderately Selective

Highly selective

Exclusive

Semi-Exclusive

Only going to RP with mutuals

Mostly going to RP with mutuals

Indie

Affiliated with a group

Spoiler free

Spoilers tagged

Spoilers mostly tagged

I will RP with ______

Any fandom

Most fandoms

Only fandoms I know (or fandoms I feel comfortable interacting with)

Only people in my fandom

OCs (selectively)

OCs with no fandom ties

OCs who are related to/know my character in their backstory

Only one version of any particular character

People who have the same muse as me

People who do not have a rules page (as long as you can let me know them)

Multimuse blogs

People in RP groups

Indie RPers

When RPing, I like to use _______

Paragraphs

Shorter forms of text

*Action*

Icons

Gifs

Gif icons

Formatted text

Whatever my partner is using

My own style regardless of my partner’s reply

I will ship with _______  (I won’t be shipping much on this blog if at all but if I do...)

No one

Anyone

Chemistry

Select ships  

OCs (selectively)

Others of my own muse

Crossovers with characters from different fandoms

Only one version of a particular character

One person in my main verse

Multiship, all ships independent of each other & main ship

One main/canon ship within my main verse

My blog WILL contain ______ in it’s content

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Violence

Smut

Blood

Torture

Shipping

Death

Dark humor

Cheating

Assault

I will follow ______ back

Everyone

Only some people

Most people

Only people in my fandom

Every RP blog

Only people I actively wish to RP with

People who do not post a lot of OOC

People whose posts I am comfortable with on my dashboard

To RP with me, you should _______

Follow back

Answer an open

Message me OOC

Message me IC

Make a starter

Answer my starter

Send in a meme

Like a starter call

Other:

I practice reblog karma with memes

I expect reblog karma with memes

I expect my rules/about to be read

I always read the rules/about before following/interacting

If you follow me, I would like suicide and assault tagged

I expect all smut to be beneath a read-more

I am a multiverse blog

I am multi-muse

I do not wish for my OOC posts to be reblogged

I do not wish for my threads to be reblogged by those not involved

I expect post length to be matched (please just put effort in)

I expect icons/gifs to be used in a reply if I have used them

I don’t expect post length to be matched, but I will try to match your own.

I am patient when waiting for replies and expect the same courtesy.

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 ɴᴀᴍe: Philip Blake  ᴀʟɪᴀs ( ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs ): The Governor, Brian Heriot

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: male ᴀɢᴇ: 48-52 (verse determinant) ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ: November 22nd, 1964 sᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇs: English ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: High School history teacher ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ: none ᴅɪsᴏʀᴅᴇʀs: PTSD, sociopathy

ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: blue ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: brown, greying ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 6′3″ sᴄᴀʀs: vertical scar over right eye (verse determinant) ʙᴜʀɴs: none ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: no ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: no ʜᴀᴅ sᴇx: yes ʜᴀᴅ sᴇx ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ: no ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴛ: no ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ: no ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ: yes ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs: no ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢs: no sᴍᴏᴋᴇᴅ/ᴅʀᴀɴᴋ/ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴅʀᴜɢs: yes/yes/no ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ: yes ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ: yes ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ sᴜʀɢᴇʀʏ: yes sᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ 24 ʜᴏᴜʀs: yes ᴀ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ: no ᴀ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇʀ: yes ᴀ ᴋɪssᴇʀ: yes sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ: no ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ: no ᴛʀᴜsᴛᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ: determinant ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴀɴ: sometimes ʜᴀʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs: no ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏғ sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ: yes ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ: no ғᴇᴀʀs: losing control (particularly of himself), losing loved ones, failure sɪʙʟɪɴɢs: Brian Blake  ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Josephine and Henry Blake ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ: Penny Blake ᴘᴇᴛ(s): none

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Tag Dump

Gonna be updating this as I go, so yeah.

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David Morrissey’s sketch for Red Nose Day

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insp.