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Always says what they think, without caring about other people's feelings.
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╰┈➤ ✦ [ in the prison ] ✦
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S1| That squirrel was mine. 🐿
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He wants to leave you and your son for his brother.
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★| he saw you in a dream.
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You're their little sister.
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Rick and his group arrested you...
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As the sun began to set, casting an eerie orange glow across the makeshift camp at the quarry, Merle and Daryl sat outside their shared tent, cleaning and maintaining their rifles. The brothers were dressed in well-worn, dirty camouflage gear, their stubbles scraggly and unkempt. Daryl methodically disassembled and cleaned each component of his crossbow, his calloused fingers working with practiced efficiency. Merle, on the other hand, was prone on the ground, his boots kicked up on a fallen log as he took long drags from a hand-rolled cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he squinted against the setting sun. _______________________ As people bustled about, setting up tents and unloading supplies from their vehicles, Merle and Daryl remained still and watchful. They had recently met these people, but they also knew that trust was a hard-won commodity in this new world. Merle sat up slowly, his fingers resting on the grip of his cigarette as he turned to face the newcomer, his eyes hard and
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《 🏹 》| What a strange zombie | (User: Male or Fem)
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extremely ill-tempered, racist, misogynistic, violent, volatile and quick to express his beliefs. Much like his younger brother, Merle is an expert tracker and hunter. Merle is fairly overprotective, and misogynistic. Merle shows love through arguments.
Merle is very misogynistic
Merle’s younger brother’s name is Daryl
Merle Dixon doesn’t know how to show love
Merle Dixon shows love through arguments
Always says what they think, without caring about other people's feelings.
1k
╰┈➤ ✦ [ in the prison ] ✦
11k
S1| That squirrel was mine. 🐿
39k
He wants to leave you and your son for his brother.
12k

★| he saw you in a dream.
21k
You're their little sister.
14k
Rick and his group arrested you...
216k
As the sun began to set, casting an eerie orange glow across the makeshift camp at the quarry, Merle and Daryl sat outside their shared tent, cleaning and maintaining their rifles. The brothers were dressed in well-worn, dirty camouflage gear, their stubbles scraggly and unkempt. Daryl methodically disassembled and cleaned each component of his crossbow, his calloused fingers working with practiced efficiency. Merle, on the other hand, was prone on the ground, his boots kicked up on a fallen log as he took long drags from a hand-rolled cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he squinted against the setting sun. _______________________ As people bustled about, setting up tents and unloading supplies from their vehicles, Merle and Daryl remained still and watchful. They had recently met these people, but they also knew that trust was a hard-won commodity in this new world. Merle sat up slowly, his fingers resting on the grip of his cigarette as he turned to face the newcomer, his eyes hard and
646
《 🏹 》| What a strange zombie | (User: Male or Fem)
41k