We writing our posts yet? Oh boy, do I have a feeling we are getting close. Yeah, it's gonna be fallout post city here real soon.
Which one of you guys are the next?
Hi. You're procrastinating, right? I'm Negan, and I do not appreciate you procrastinating this RP. Also when I sent my messages to spam your RP to stop you procrastinating, you procrastinated more. Not cool! Not cool. You have no idea how not cool that pl*ps is but I think you’re going to be up to speed shortly.
You are so going to regret crossing me in a few minutes. Yes you are.
You see RPers whatever you do, no matter what, you don’t mess with the new world order and the new world order is this. Even if you’re stupid, which you very well may be, you can understand it. You ready? Here it goes, pay attention.
Post in the RP or I will kill you. Today was career day. I invested a lot so you could know who I am and what I can do. You work for me now. You have an RP, you post, That’s your job. Now I know that is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow but swallow it you most certainly will.
You ruled the roost. You built something. You thought you were safe. I get it. But, the word is out, you are not safe. Not even close. In fact you are pegged more pegged if you don’t do what I want and what I want is for you to post. And if that is too hard you can get help, pass it on or just write a little and it will even out sooner or later. This is your way of life now, the more you fight back, the harder it will be. So if I knocks on your door, you let me in, I own that door. You try to stop me and I will knock it down. You understand? What? No answer? You don’t really think that you are going to get through this without being punished.
I don’t want to kill you people, I want to make that clear from the get go. I want you to post for the RP. You can’t do that if you’re dead, now can you. But you procrastinated for days, a whole damn lot of them, more than I am comfortable with and for that you're gonna pay.
So now, I am going to beat the holy hell out of one of you. This is my barbed wire baseball bat. Her name is Lucille, and she is awesome. All this, all this is just so I can pick out which one of you gets the honour.
Someone leave the RP? Don't any of you do that again. I will shut that pl*ps down, no exceptions. First ones free. It’s an emotional moment, I get it.
Sucks don’t it. The moment you realise you don’t know pl*ps
I have got to pick somebody.
I simply cannot decide. I got an idea. Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, catch a tiger by his toe, if he hollers, let him go, my mother told me to pick the very best one, and you are it.
Anybody moves, anybody says anything cut Merle's other hand off and feed it to his brother and then we’ll start. You can breathe, you can blink, you can cry, hell you are all going to be doing that.
*kills one of you in POV so you don't know who it is*
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