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yeeeeesss that'd be so awesome! if you're able to, could you make the thread for me please? ;w;
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Feliks' manipulation had been a success, the man's face completely shifting to that of shock, letting his weight shift off of Feliks as he actually believed he had somehow pinned down Littlepaw and he did not want that, his eyes full of fear and confusion. Negan didn't actually know anything about manipulation powers, but oh god he hated the concept alone. He was only thankfull that he hadn't been able to plant worse thoughts in his head. If Feliks had managed to manipulate the man with memories of his deceased wife, Negan might have lost his mind then and there. Whether he would have been rendered useless or become even more violent however was uncertain. Either was a high possibility. The large canine was thrown by Feliks and tumbled a bit with a loud pained grunt, causing the man to lose balance and focus for a little while. "You ugly little bastard" he spat out in a low growl, fur bristling once he regained his composure and attempted to lunge at the other man in hopes of sinking his teeth deep into his flesh.
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your characters wouldn't be the only ones who hate kate so yeah. poor kid.
i mean, if you want vic to kill kate, go ahead.ahhh I'm sorry oddi ;w; good news is, ill probably bring kate back to life in the future once my muse is gathered again for her and once i feel like she can actually feel at home here since so many people are avoiding her for being a kid now (i figured a small break from her might help me out)
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The funny thing was, had Daryl not hunted Negan down here and try to kill him in front of a bunch of people, he wouldn't care about Tara or Rick being amongst the clanners. In fact, he didint even give enough * to track Rick down because he felt like it was a giant waste of time. It was a new life for all of them and so he didn't give two * what the former survivors did with their new lives. The only person he wanted dead currently was Daryl for trying to humiliate him a couple days ago. Despite this, he wasn't shocked that Rick had come here to see him as well. But he did want to know who told them, because ratting him out was not okay at all in his eyes. Though he suspected Daryl or Tara where the culprits. The leather jacket wearing german shepherd approached with Lucille, looking at the tiger with dull eyes but a smirk tugging on his lips. "Long time no see, huh? You gonna try and kill me like Daryl did?" he asked in heavy amusement. Oh, he always got a kick out of this guy.
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Negan rolled his eyes. He was less then happy with Dean. Mostly because he sat back and watched when Daryl attacked him unprovoked. Negan considered Dean a bonified asshole. "Let me get one thing straight here; I am not gonna attack Rick unless he attacks me. And if we do fight, I am making sure it doesn't happen inside the clan. I might be an asshole, but I am not breaking a promise I made. But it's not like you even * care. If he kills me, I bet you'll be the first one to throw the * celebration that I'm dead and gone." he sneered at Dean, making it clear he wanted him to back off. He just wanted to get this * fest over with. He was less then thrilled Rick was here to begin with. He was growing incredibly impatient and he hoped it wasn't a waste of his time. He then looked over to Rick. "Look. If you're here about what happened in our past life, I am not going to sit around and * talk about it. Daryl already tried to mess with me and I am not in the mood for you guys to keep trying to justify yourself with 'revenge'."//ic opinions bc negan is angry
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All Harley had to mention was the weapons and Negan was already interested. He wouldn't mind adding to his collection of weapons he carried around. "I want to introduce you to someone very special to me" the canine hummed before showing Harley his baseball bat he'd been carrying around with him. "This is my lovely woman Lucille. She's gorgeous, but she's also a very violent woman. I know for a fact she's got the strength to crack the store window open for ya so you can get that purse. So lead the way and we'll get it done, yeah?" He stretched his legs out for a moment before getting back up and waiting for the feline to show him the way to the store.
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Negan had been a bad (and very unstable) man in the past and still wasn't the best of people currently, that was an undeniable fact. But he had a small ounce of morals; and that was women and children did not get hurt. Children where the future, and where completely defenseless when it came to attacks. In his eyes, anyone that killed a child was a coward. Picking on those that couldint save themselves was a coward's act. He felt his throat tightened as he looked down at the body. Kate. He'd run into her a few times before her untimely death; she'd made sure he felt welcome in his new home and left him see sweets at his cabin. She was nothing but a pure soul, and someone decided to kill her. "Jesus... Poor kid. She didn't deserve to go. Especially not like this." he muttered with a shake of his head, reaching out and gently closing her eyelids shut to make it look more like she was asleep.
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This was the reindeer kid that was sitting in the cold a couple days ago, huh? Negan didn't really know what to think of him. He didn't understand why he was so nervous, but then again he'd always been an open book that spoke his mind. The complete opposite of Hershel. He couldn't deny that having something as different as a reindeer around the clan was defiantly interesting. "Hey. Again." he said curly, with a small swish of his tail against the snow.
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Negan couldn't help but faintly smirk to himself at this. *, the kids that lived here made it awful hard to have an ice cold heart. It was a real life Grinch story happening in this clan-- he wouldn't be surprised if his heart had grown three times it's size with all the people living here making him less of violent asshole. "You look great in it, Hershel. It makes you look super strong and cool." he reassures him, hoping it'd at least make the kid feel a little more confident. "I'm glad its being put to good use."
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There was an awful lot of kids wandering around the clan, werent there? Despite the fact he had strong morals in protecting kids, he didn't exactly ever picture himself ever being a father. He would be the number one candidate for Worst Father of the Year award if he ever did become one somehow. When he'd been a human, he'd been happily married-- but they never had children. He already had enough on his plate being a school coach and dealing with the kids there. Not to mention the fact he'd... well.... tried to take Rick's kid under his wing (maybe that wasn't the best way of putting it). Now here was in Windclan practically outnumbered by children. How he felt about it? He had no idea. It was a bit uncomfortable, but he'd deal with it. He stood beside Cherviltea, silently watching Natalie. "What? You ever see snow before, kid?" he asked, an amused grin tugging on his lips at the realization this might actually be her first time exploring the snow covered ground. He wondered what it must be like being born during the winter. He wondered what it'd be like for this kid once the snow was gone.
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[sub]Negan helped Littlepaw into the bed and made sure she was comfortable. He wasn't a doctor, but being a former school coach he was taught to recognize the signs of a concussion. He didn't actually know whether she had one or not, but he didn't want to risk it. "You gotta stay awake for me, alright Lit? Why don't you talk to me for a little bit while I patch you up?" he requested from the apprentice once he returned with a cluster of herbs and one of Kate's book of herbs so he could figure out what to do. Despite finding what he needed in the books, he didn't actually know what was the most urgent injury, so he began by treating the wounds carved onto her and giving her some water and painkilling herbs so Littlepaw wouldn't be in so much pain.
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Negan seemed to get the impression that Astra didn't want help with this small injury (however it came to be) so he wasn't going to press him on the matter. That was no big deal to him. He didn't like people fussing over his old injuries from the attack by Daryl, so he couldn't imagine this was any different. "Go ahead then. I'll come with you and we can hunt for a little bit afterwards if you're up for it." It was an offer more then anything, since it didn't matter all that much to him whether he went or not anyways.
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And now Littlepaw was here to add to the fact everyone was making him a big softy. Fun. Trying to hide the small ounce of irritation in the back of his head, he kept close to the feline apprentice, glad to see she was out and about. "Other then to be a huge pain and get in the way, no it doesn't." Negan admitted to Natalie with a small shrug. "Only happens for a season, so you don't have to worry about it for too long. You might wanna bundle up in the meantime or you'll be freezing your ass out here.". Was it a shock that Negan was swearing in front of a child? No it wasn't. But he'd gotten up to get something for the kid and returned shortly after with a fuzzy blanket, tossing it towards Natalie. "Here."
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RIP in peace negan in the rick thread omg.
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tbh i didn't actually know rick was coming to the clan but i should have expected it lmao. he has a lot of people protecting him tho (surprisingly) so i think he's good.
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In Negan's eyes, he did not make a good doctor. At all. He was not the kind of person who'd work well with patients, but here was was doing it anyways because he didn't want to see Littlepaw in so much pain. "I dunno, kid. Why don't you talk to me about things that make you happy. Things that you think about to cheer up. Or tell me about being a medic. You're a medic apprentice, right? Do you like living in here here? Does the smell ever bother ya?" As he spoke, he began to try and construct makeshift bases for her broken legs, an easy task thanks to his telekinesis (though still fairly hard given the fact he had no idea how to even make this kinda *).
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While the others drank, Negan got busy painting for Harley. Yeah, he'd never done this before, so it was more then likely going to look like absolute shit, but he didint seem to care. He was getting the job done, and thats what mattered, right?
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so, i'm sort of mixing negan's personality + backstory with both the TV show and comic for TWD, as well as making this german shepherd sort a bit different as well.i had this idea where perhaps someone enters negan's life, and he's absolutely convinced they're his deceased wife Lucille because he's slowly losing grip of whats real and whats not (he's very unstable), which drives him absolutely nuts to the point where he tries to beg them to stay. you know, for the feels.
he would quite literally become their bodyguard so they'd be 100% safe from all danger-- but he'd also probably start following them around everywhere they go, try and move in with them and ask to marry them way too frequently (so that'd probably bug the hell out of the poor person whoops lmao). but idk it was just an idea i had buzzing around in my head, and I'm kinda tired right now so its probably a shitty idea, but oh well.
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Negan would more then likely tease her while she butts heads (though he pretty much teases everyone so i mean). he can deff train her in battle and with weapons.
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[font=times new roman]I might join,,,, I am a lost boi who's shy af
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aww. well i hope you join. ^^ welcome!
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