INDEPENDANT ANDREA FROM TWD
based off of twd comics & show.
created on 29/06/15
#safetyisms
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survivors have
scars,
victims have
graves...
my name is lauren, you can call me lozzie if you like.
i'm currently studying at university which means i won't be around all the time.
i aspire to be a screenwriter one day.
i live in london, which makes my timezone GMT.
i'm semi-private, which means i can be picky with who i write with, but it's unlikely.
i'm a lovely person! don't be afraid to approach me.
BACKGROUND MADE BY:
UNSEENMOCKINGJAY
BASE CODE & CODED BY:
UNSEENMOCKINGJAY
The teenager swallowed THICKLY and glanced to his left at the blonde haired FEMALE. He could hear her heart ( as well as everyone elses ) hammering against her CHEST,and his tongue darted out to MOISTEN his lesser lip, his greater one ALIKE as he stayed situated on his knees before NEGAN. His attention flickered around him for a brief moment, seeing how the SAVIORS circled them in a loose circle then to the rest of theGROUP. The scent of BLOOD had hit him the moment Daryl was tugged out and SHOVED to his knees, with Rosita, Michonne and Glenn following AFTERWARDS and honestly, the boy was worried for both Daryl and Maggie’s HEALTH. Oceanic hues flickered back to Negan as he paced BEFORE them, and the urge toATTACK the man and slit his throat was large, but if he did that, his MEN would open fire and kill them all, so he stayed STILL.
The pale blonde warrior was trembling. She was afraid, well & truly
scared. Neegan put fear into her that she didn’t think was possible.
It was fear she hadn’t experienced since living by the governor’s side.
This was worse – it was worse because someone was going to die &
there would be nothing any of them could do about it. Rick realised it,
she could tell because when her eyes wandered to where he was, he
was shaking with the same fear – he was absent from this world.
As Neegan continued his speech, pointing the bat at either one of
them, she began her prayers. In a way, she kinda of begged that it
was her that got the bat. She could handle it, she wasn’t afraid of
dying like the others were. Dying meant she could finally be with her
little sister. To her, in a sick kind of way, it was a reward.

Eyes wandered to her right, where Liam was knelt down beside her.
She managed to catch his eye & saw the same fear she could see in
everybody else’s. Andrea was fearful, only because she could lose
someone she truly cares about, which was every single person there.
Then the bat finally swung towards its victim, one hard hit & it was
buried into their skull. She hears screaming & then the victim’s name
is screamed in agony.
GLENN.