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An indie + semi-selective portrayal of BRIAN BLAKE aka "THE GOVERNOR" of THE WALKING DEAD Comics & the Governor novel series by Jay Bonansinga & Robert Kirkman. Semi canon-div with personal lore. Includes verses in fandoms such as OUTLAST, RED DEAD REDEMPTION, & RESIDENT EVIL. Strictly 18+ and preferably 21+. Dead dove: do not eat content HEAVILY present. Mdni.

Tortured by Gira !

"Well, howdy, stranger!"

BRIAN BLAKE / THE GOVERNOR x MEGAN LAFFERTY + Highlights

( Repost  and  bold  which  apply  to  your  muse,  italics  for  what  somewhat/ sometimes  applies, )

DEREDERE:

Lovestruck  /  Cutesy  /  Lovey-Dovey  /  Affectionate  /  Doting  /  Clingy  /  Wholehearted  /  Romantic  /  Childish  /  Self-indulgent /  Dependent  /  Trusting  /  Sincere  /  Honest  /  Heart  on  their  sleeve  /  Cheerful  /  Warm  /  Caring  /  Loyal  /  Easy Going  /  Feminine  /  Sweet  Tooth  /  Innocent

TSUNDERE:

Dishonest  /  Aloof  /  Conceited  /  Prideful  /  Hostile  /  Self-denying  /  Arrogant  /  Irritable  /  Harsh  /  Temperamental  /  Rude  /  Hypocritical  /  Mean  /  Impatient  /  Insensitive  /  Dramatic  /  Bittersweet  /  Pessimistic  /  Jealous  /  Passionate  /  Tough Love  /  Stubborn  /    Secret Soft Side

KUUDERE:

Cool  /  Cold  /  Calm  /  Collected  /  Expressionless  /  Unemotional  /  Mature  /  Independent  /  Distant  /  Quiet  /  Stoic  /  Reserved  /  Rigid  /  Blunt  /  Asocial  /  Unenthusiastic  /  Indifferent  /  Lonely  /  Introverted  /  Serious  /  Hidden Depths  /  Yearning  /  Sharp Tongued  /  Wise

YANDERE:

Devoted  /  Overprotective  /  Possessive  /  Obsessive  /  Emotionally  Unstable  /  Paranoid  /  Selfish  /  Controlling  /  Manipulative  /  Deceptive  /  Extreme  /  Violent  /  Murderous  /  Aggressive  /  Vengeful  /  Unhinged  /  Intense  /  Resentful  /  Lovesick  /  Sadistic  /  Traumatized  /  Poor  Mental  State  / Emotional Outbursts

DANDERE:

Silent  /  Shy  /  Timid  /  Soft-Spoken  /  Gentle  /  Vulnerable  /  Submissive  /  Easily  Flustered  /  Bookworm  /  Wall  Flower  /  Isolated  /  Socially  Awkward  /  Low Self-Esteem  /  Kind  /  Passive  /  Self  Deprecating  /  Nurturing  /  Patient  /  Fragile  /  Tender Hearted  /  Pining  for  More  /  Speaks  when  Spoken  to  /  Sensitive  /  Social  Outcast

HIMEDERE:

Noble  /  High-class  /  Ladylike  /  Elegant  /  Dignified  /  Well-mannered  /  Proper  /  Haughty  /  Spoiled  /  Pampered  /  Demanding  /  Attention-seeking  /  Snobbish  /  Pretentious  /  Greedy  /  Passive-aggressive  /  Immature  /  Bossy  /  Narcissistic  /  Shallow  /  Materialistic  /  Sense  of  Superiority  /  Flirtatious  /  Confident

The page is closely covered with a man’s elegant hand. The script is very dark and the words themselves are deeply indented, as though the writer was pushing very hard on his pen. The handwriting changes abruptly to chicken scratch halfway down the page. Strange tally marks have dominated large sections as well. Doodles and notes in the margins distract the eye, vines tangle around shopping lists and reminders about various tasks. A more detailed drawing at the page’s head depicts what looks like one of the round purple blooms colonizing the Governor’s fire escape… and a femur.

༘⋆｡ college party scenarios.

“What’s the password?”

. An arm is thrust in front of her, blocking her entry to the Taproom. 

. The Governor and his two friends are leaned up against the building’s brick facade, smoking. Their murmured discussion and occasional outbursts of laughter taper off as Philip steps in front of the door. He smiles wickedly at her, no teeth, a cigarette dangling on his full lower lip. “Gabe, does this young lady look twenty-one t’ you?”

. Gabe has a similar countenance to his boss, grinning openly. “No, sir.”

. The Governor leans in a bit closer to her. “Then I guess she can’t come in, can she?”

. Liquor perfumes the air around him, acrid, a dash of chemical to his otherwise rustic masculine aura. Cigarettes, sweat, the spicy green scent of cheap cologne. His black eyes have the bright, feverish glaze of inebriation. If the smell doesn’t give him away, the slight slur to his lilty redneck drawl definitely will.

. His buddies are laughing, but he just stares at her. He doesn't have the faculties to pretend to be nice.