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Jun 9 2017, 10:32 PM
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Jun 9 2017, 10:42 AM
When: Late Spring 2013
Where: Arlington VA, the Convoys Safe Zone
What: Randi and Abe innitiate a spitwad war (possibly with Rick, definately with NPC Sasha)
Who: Randi Woods, Abe Ford, Sasha (and maybe Rick Grimes)



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If there was one thing Randi was ad of, it was tgat she'd never joined the armed forces. Sure, you got to play with guns, learned to fight, and got those sweet dress uniforms, but from what she heard unless you were an officer it was a while lot of guard duty, menial tasks, and fibdibg ways to fill your downtime. After a couple weeks with the convoy she'd stood enough guard shifts to learn that it was one of the most boring things she'd ever do voluntarily. She glanced over at her companion for the watch shift. Abe was a gokd guy and highly entertaining, but even he seemed to have been bit by the boring bug today. He had been military, he should be used to this dull ass shit. She'd been sitting in a chair, taking a break from pacing to keep heref occupied. Now, she stood and walked to one side of the gate, then back. She kicked at the ground, looked out at the empty road, then sighed. "If we ever need to toture someone for information, we should just make them do watch duty. This is boring as hell." she grumped, dropping back down into her chair. Sure, guard duty was important, but couldn't it be a little less tedious?
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She leaned forward, fiddling with the straw that had been in her drink. She liked straws, she liked to chew the ends of them, so when she happened across a box of disposable ones she tried to grab it. The water she'd been drinking was long gone, but the straw was still here for when she gave in and started knawing on it. She tore her napkin from lunch into little bits, wadded up the little bits, built a tiny pyramid with them. She knocked the tiny pyramid down, then glanced up as she heard people approaching. Rick and Sasha strode past, she lifted a hand to say hello when their eyes met. That was when the idea struck. She popped one of the buts of paper in her mouth, chewed a bit, then put the straw to her mouth. She aimed... then blew, shooting the spit wad across the empty space to lodge on the back of Ricks shirt. She snorted a laugh, sitting up straighter in ber chair. "Oh lord, did you see that?" she asked, elbowing Abe next to her and nodding her head in the direction of Rick and Sasha..
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She didn't wait for his response, instead chewing another wad of paper and putting the straw to her lips again. Sure, it was juvenile and maybe a little gross, but she was bored and that's what spitball shooting had been invented for as far as she knew: alleviating boredom in detention or class. Taking aim, she shot another spitwad. This one landed precisely where she'd intended, clinging to Sasha's hair. The woman swatted at her hair, likely thinkimg a bug had landed there or the wind had blown a leaf at her. She turned her gaze to Abe, grinning at the mischeif she was causing. She hadn't had a lot of happy momebts in the last few months, not aince the storm that destroyed the small town she and Brinley had been living in last fall. Of course, things had gotten better when they ran into Abe on the road and were brought back to the Convoy, but they'd only been with them for a couple weeks. Things were still hesitant between her and many of the Convoy members as they slowly got to know each other and developed a trust and kinship. She liked the people here, or yhe ones she'd interacted with at least. She was trying to leave the others in a nuetral status in her mind, but it was hard to do when some of them seemed to have an attitude problem. Abe was, by far, her favorite member with his ridiculous Texan turn of phrase and his general badass vibe. He wasn't good, wasn't bad, he was somewhere in that gray area of morals Randi liked to reside and he wasn't the least bit interested in pretending that he was something he wasn't. She appreciated that, and his loud colorful mouthed ways, because it made her feel easier about acting like herself around these new people that she was slowly beginning to call her own.


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</div></div><div class="lyr3">Though You Know I Wish I Could</div>

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Veronica "Roni" Woods

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<span>35</span>
<span>Well Adjusted Rebel
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Veronica Woods, who's always gone by Roni, is Randi Woods older sister. Roni and Randi share both sets of parents and most of the crap that came with it. Roni and Randi's father was an alcoholic who'd get abusive when he drank, but when Roni was at home he didn't take many swings at the kids. He focused on his wife until Roni got older. On her 18th birthday she pitched a fit, even though she knew she'd rile up his temper, over whether she could have a car for her 18th birthday. For the first time her father came at her with more than loud angry words slapped her backhanded across the face hard enough to bruise the whole right side. Then he proceeded to go get even more drunk and pass out. Roni ran to her room, packed a bag, and left. The only person who knew she was gone - really gone and not just staying at a friends for a couple days - was her 7 years younger sister Randi. Randi and Roni shared a room at the time, it was kind of hard to sneak out without her knowing. Roni gave Randi two things in parting: her favorite leather jacket and a promise to come back for her one day. That was the last time Randi saw her sister. It's possible that Roni attempted to contact Randi since then, but never in person.
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Roni was a rebel when she was younger, a real wild child party girl in high school. She was known to get into screaming fights with her mother, and occasionally with her father when he was sober. She got in trouble at school and out of school. Where she went and how she lived after she left home are mostly up to the player, but at some point she cleaned up her act. She got a steady job that didn't pay much, her GED, and started getting her life together. All things considered, shes actually probably really well adjusted and level headed. Her profession is up to the player, though I could see her being maybe a bar tender or a waitress.
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PB here is Chyler Leigh, and I'm a big fan of it, but if you have another idea for her face let me know, I'm open to other options.
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If you have any questions, just pm me at my Jenks account!



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Thieving Asshat

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<span>Close Encounter</span>
<span>Over 25</span>
<span>Douche Canoe</span>

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This jerk off is, well, a jerk. When Randi and Brinley were on the road from Maryland to Virginia they ran across two guys who were not so nice. These two guys tried to steal the girl's stuff, then hinted that next they were going to take advantage of them physically. Being opposed to this notion, Rani and Brinley fought back, killing one of the men and leaving the other, this asshat, for dead. As it turns out, he's not dead and he's got more than a little revenge on his mind where their concerned.
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This want ad isn't very involved and I don't have any long term plots for this guy, mostly I'd just like to see him come back and cause trouble for the girls at some point. Since I don't have any HUGE plots planned for him, he's pretty much entirely up to the player, and if you have a character in mind who isn't so nice that you'd like to tie into this plot let us know! If you already have a character in mind who could be this jerk, then feel free to offer him up as a plot option!
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PB shown here is Dane Cook but its just a random face to make the template pretty, his face is entirely up to the player though I'd prefer someone older than 25. If you have any questions just send a pm to Jenks!


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"Ain't No Rest For The Wicked" - Cage the Elephants

(he was a)
(you know it)
(he was a)

I was walkin' down the street
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me
She said, "I never seen a man
Who looked so all alone.
Oh, could you use a little company?

And if you pay the right price
Your evening will be nice
And you can go and send me on my way."
I said, "You're such a sweet young thing.
Why you do this to yourself?"
She looked at me and this is what she said,

[Chorus:]
Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
And ain't nothing in this world for free
No, I can't slow down
I can't hold back
Though you know I wish I could
Oh, no, there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

Not even 15 minutes later
I'm still walkin' down the street
When I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight
And then he swept up from behind
He put a gun up to my head
He made it clear he wasn't lookin' for a fight.

He said, "Give me all you got.
I want your money not your life,
But if you try to make a move I won't think twice."
I told him, "You can have my cash,
But first you know I gotta ask:
What made you wanna live this kind of life?"
He said,

[Chorus]

Well, now a couple hours passed
And I was sitting in my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
So I turned to the TV
And flipped it over to the news
And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend

I saw a preacher man in cuffs
He'd taken money from the church
He'd stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
But even still I can't say much
Because I know we're all the same
Oh, yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

[Chorus:]
You know there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
We got bills to pay
We got mouths to feed
And ain't nothing in this world for free
No we can't slow down
We can't hold back
Though you know we wish we could
No there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good



"Smooth Criminal" - Alien Antfarm
(originally by Michael Jackson)

As he came into the window
Was a sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She was sitting at the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down
It was her doom

Annie, are you OK
Are you OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
You OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie

Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom

Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal

So they came into the outway
It was Sunday
What a black day
I could made a salutation
Sounding heartbeats
Intimidations

Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie

Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom

Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth criminal

Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom

Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie
Annie, are you OK
You OK
Are you OK, Annie


"My My, Hey Hey" - Neil Young

"My My, Hey Hey (Out Of The Blue)"

My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay
It's better to burn out
Than to fade away
My my, hey hey.

Out of the blue
and into the black
They give you this,
but you pay for that
And once you're gone,
you can never come back
When you're out of the blue
and into the black.

The king is gone
but he's not forgotten
This is the story
of a Johnny Rotten
It's better to burn out
than it is to rust
The king is gone
but he's not forgotten.

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.



"Way Down We Go" - Kaleo

Oh, father tell me, do we get what we deserve?
Oh, we get what we deserve

And way down we go
Oh, way down we go
Say, way down we go
Way down we go

Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?

'Cause they will run you down, down 'til the dark
Yes, and they will run you down, down 'til you fall
And they will run you down, down to your core
Yeah, 'til you can't crawl no more

And way down we go
Way down we go
Say, way down we go

'Cause they will run you down, down 'til you're caught
Way down we go

Whoa, baby, yeah
Whoa, baby
Baby
Way down we go
Yeah

And way down we go
Way down we go
Say, way down we go
Way down we go



"Sail" - A.W.O.L. Nation

Sail!

This is how I show my love
I made it in my mind because
I blame it on my A.D.D. baby

This is how an angel dies
I blame it on my own supply
Blame it on my A.D.D. baby

Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!

Maybe I should cry for help
Maybe I should kill myself (myself)
Blame it on my A.D.D. baby

Maybe I'm a different breed
Maybe I'm not listening
So blame it on my A.D.D. baby

Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!

La la la la la
La la la la la oh!
La la la la la,
La la la la la oh!
La la la la la,
La la la la la,

Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!

Sail with me into the dark
Sail!
Sail with me into the dark
Sail!
Sail with me into the dark
Sail!
Sail with me
Sail!


Bad Girlfriend - Theory of a Deadman


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Lyrics
My girlfriend's a dick magnet
My girlfriend's gotta have it
She's hot, can't stop, up on stage doing shots
Tip the man he'll ring the bell, get her drunk, she'll scream like hell
Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town
Grab her ass, actin' tough,
Mess with her, she'll fuck you up
No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned,
But she's comin' back to my place tonight!

She likes to shake her ass
She grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair, when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down
She's naughty 'til the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad bad girlfriend!

Red thong, party's on, love this song, sing along
Come together, leave alone, see you later back at home
No one really knows if shes drunk or is she's stoned
But she's coming back to my place tonight
I say
No one really knows just how far she's going to go
But I'm gonna find out later tonight

She likes to shake her ass
She grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair, when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down
She's naughty 'til the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad bad girlfriend!

Doesn't take her long to make things right
But does it make her wrong to have the time of her life
The time of her life
(My girlfriend's a dick magnet)
(My girlfriend's gotta have it)

She's a gold digger
Now you figure out it's over, pull the trigger
Future's finished, there it went, savings gone,
The money spent

I look around and all I see is no good, bad and ugly,
Man she's hot, fixed to be the future ex-Miss Connolly!

She likes to shake her ass
She grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair, when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down
She's naughty 'til the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad bad girlfriend, she's a bad bad girlfriend, she's a bad bad girlfriend



Back To The River
The Pretty Reckless
Lyrics
There's blue skies all around me
And the world looks just the same
It's hard to be criminal
When you all know my name
Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes I wanna be free
Well, you can be king of me
And I'll be, the queen
No one listens to me
The words I have to say
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm just trying to get away
I'm going back to the river
Where no one will find me
I'm going back to the river
Back to the sea
When I was just a baby
My mama taught me
"Girl, you best believe in Jesus
If you'll make it in the world"
I'm going back to the river
Where no one knows my name
I'm going back to the river
Back to the Seine
Here we go
There's blue skies all around me
And the world looks just the same
It's hard to be criminal
When they all know your name
Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes I wanna be free
Well, you can be king of me
And I'll be, the queen
No one listens to me
The words I have to say
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm just fading into gray
I'm going back to the river
Where the devil can't find me
I'm going back to the river
Back to the sea
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