Name's Evan, Evan Micheals. Been tryin to survive the end o' the world by killin me some walkers. Been by myself fer a while now, but I ain't complainin'.
“Guess who’s back bitches?!”
Now where all ya fuckin go?
I ain’t got all night.
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Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Don’t get bit…: Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Well I know y’all’re still here, e’eryone musta…
Sure, I can imagine it is. Bobby told me you had a place not far from here but you live alone, correct? Why not come stay with us? It’s safer with a group.
*shrugs* Ayup, got me a nice little cabin not far from here. I’d feel a bit weird with being with a group after bein’ by muhself fer so long.
I won’t force you to come with us, but I’d pressure you to reconsider. It is much more dangerous out there by yourself than with a group that can defend you.
Ya have a point there, I’ll think about movin in with yer group. But like I said, I been warned ta stay away from Carol, not sure I wanna get my ass beat for lookin at her.
Source: walkerkiller
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Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Don’t get bit…: Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Well I know y’all’re still here, e’eryone musta…
Sure, I can imagine it is. Bobby told me you had a place not far from here but you live alone, correct? Why not come stay with us? It’s safer with a group.
*shrugs* Ayup, got me a nice little cabin not far from here. I’d feel a bit weird with being with a group after bein’ by muhself fer so long.
Source: walkerkiller
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Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Ya was here, and now ya ain’t.
It’s not fun tryin’ to survive by myself here people.
Gimme a yell ‘er somethin’Hello, Evan. We’re still here.
Well I know y’all’re still here, e’eryone musta disappeared, either that er jus’ don’t wanna talk ta me. *shrugs*
I think we’re all busy moving everyone into the house. Shane and I are working on the fencing around the perimeter and Glenn and Daryl are out scavenging for supplies. Who were you looking for in particular?
No one in particular, Daryl told me ta stay ‘way from Carol, so I guess she’s outta the question. Jus’ anyone to talk ta I guess. Gettin a bit lonely out here.
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Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Ya was here, and now ya ain’t.
It’s not fun tryin’ to survive by myself here people.
Gimme a yell ‘er somethin’Hello, Evan. We’re still here.
Well I know y’all’re still here, e’eryone musta disappeared, either that er jus’ don’t wanna talk ta me. *shrugs*
Source: walkerkiller
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Alrigh’, now where the hell did y’all go…
Ya was here, and now ya ain’t.
It’s not fun tryin’ to survive by myself here people.
Gimme a yell ‘er somethin’
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Evan Michaels (FC Adam Lavine )
Original Charatcer For TWD RP
Birthdate: February 15, 1985
Age: 27
Age (Looks): 25
Sex: Male
Status: Single
Orientation: Straight
Height: 6’0
Weight: 157 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Family: Ma: Deceased(Walker); Pa: Deceased(Walker); Rachel(Sister): Unknown; Nikolas(Nephew): Unknown
Children: None that he knows of.
Theme Song: Smooth Criminal by Alien Ant Farm
Attitude: Cheuvanistic male, very outgoing, somewhat of a pig. Evan will hit on anyone he finds attractie and can get a bit out of hand with it.
Talents: Decent tracker. Hunts for fun (walkers and animals)
Weapon of Choice: Colt Revolver
History to come.
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@sweetcherokeerose @the-squirrely-dixon
Evan had been wandering through the woods for about an hour before he found anything interesting. He hadn’t been expecting to see anything gruesome, but when he happened upon the pile of freshly dead walkers, his lunch nearly came up. He shook his head and turned back around, seeing Carol sitting and crying by a tree. He walked over to her and raised his eyebrow. “You mus’ be Carol. Heard ‘lot bout you. Name’s Evan.” He said bending down to place his hand on her face. “Such a pretty lass shouldn’t be cryin’ ya know?”
Carol jumped when she heard a man’s voice come from behind the trees. She wiped her eyes quickly and looked up at him just in time for his hand to catch her face. She pulled away from him and got onto her feet. “Who are you?” She asked him, backing into the tree trunk.
Evan chuckled when she pulled away and pushed her against the tree. “Told ya, name’s Evan.” He said leaning in to look her in the eyes. “Heard bout what tha’ redneck did to ya, been tellin Daryl ya need a real man.” He added running his hands up her chest.
She tried to pull away from him and whimpered as he held her against the tree. She tried to stay calm, but he had mentioned Merle, and had her pinned to the tree. “Please… Please let me go.” She whispered trying to push him off again.
“The fuck do ya think yer doin’?” Daryl angrily grabbed Evan by the back of his shirt and yanked him off of Carol. He turned to face Evan and stood between him and Carol. “I thought I told ya to stay the fuck away from her?”
Evan’s eyes widened as he was pulled off of her and looked up to see Daryl standing between him and Carol. “That was when she was with yer piece o shit brother.” He said with a smirk. “I didn’t do nothin wrong, did I sweet thang?” He added winking at Carol.
Carol had no idea how she was going to get herself out of this situation until she felt Evan being pulled off of her. She looked up when she heard Daryl’s voice and thanked god for him at that moment and slid down the tree trunk and onto the ground, shaking. She didn’t answer Evan’s question, but instead averted her gaze from the man.
Daryl looked down at the man and shook with anger. “I said fuck off, you sick fucker.” He kicked at Evan’s feet and growled angrily. “Ya got no businees fuckin’ ‘round with her, even if she ain’t with my brother anymore.” He stood over Evan and glared at him, hate burning in his eyes.
Evan chuckled and jumped back as Daryl kicked at his feet. “Whatever man. But there’ll be other times ya ain’t gone be here, she’ll know what’s right then.” He said with a half smile. He pointed at Carol and winked at her again. “Be seein ya”
Source: walkerkiller
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@sweetcherokeerose @the-squirrely-dixon
Evan had been wandering through the woods for about an hour before he found anything interesting. He hadn’t been expecting to see anything gruesome, but when he happened upon the pile of freshly dead walkers, his lunch nearly came up. He shook his head and turned back around, seeing Carol sitting and crying by a tree. He walked over to her and raised his eyebrow. “You mus’ be Carol. Heard ‘lot bout you. Name’s Evan.” He said bending down to place his hand on her face. “Such a pretty lass shouldn’t be cryin’ ya know?”
Carol jumped when she heard a man’s voice come from behind the trees. She wiped her eyes quickly and looked up at him just in time for his hand to catch her face. She pulled away from him and got onto her feet. “Who are you?” She asked him, backing into the tree trunk.
Evan chuckled when she pulled away and pushed her against the tree. “Told ya, name’s Evan.” He said leaning in to look her in the eyes. “Heard bout what tha’ redneck did to ya, been tellin Daryl ya need a real man.” He added running his hands up her chest.
She tried to pull away from him and whimpered as he held her against the tree. She tried to stay calm, but he had mentioned Merle, and had her pinned to the tree. “Please… Please let me go.” She whispered trying to push him off again.
“The fuck do ya think yer doin’?” Daryl angrily grabbed Evan by the back of his shirt and yanked him off of Carol. He turned to face Evan and stood between him and Carol. “I thought I told ya to stay the fuck away from her?”
Evan’s eyes widened as he was pulled off of her and looked up to see Daryl standing between him and Carol. “That was when she was with yer piece o shit brother.” He said with a smirk. “I didn’t do nothin wrong, did I sweet thang?” He added winking at Carol.
Source: walkerkiller
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