Post by Lori Grimes on Aug 14, 2012 18:33:02 GMT -5
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LORI GRIMESTHATS MY NAME DONT WEAR IT OUT
Full Name: Lori Grimes
Nickname(s):
Canon/Original/Adoptable: Canon
Birthday/Place of Birth: King County, Georgia
Current Residence: A farmhouse in Georgia
Family: Husband - Rick Grimes
Son - Carl Grimes[/left]
IN A BROKEN MIRROR
[/color]Height: 5'5"
Body type: Slender form and not very built.
Skin tone: Very pale
Eye color: Brown
Hair color and typical style: She has long brown hair that's a bit wavy. She typically keeps it hanging loose, but sometimes she'll pull it back in a ponytail.
Played By: Sarah Wayne Callies
Special Markings:None
My Style: Lori is a very casual person. She likes to wear jeans, t-shirts, flannel shirts, whatever is comfortable.[/right]
IT'S GOOD, Y'ALL
[/color]Likes: Honesty
The way her husband looks at her
Having her family with her, even if times are horrible
To do what her husband believes is right
Keeping out of drama and not fighting over everything
To be strong and stay brave
Cooking - it makes her feel like things are semi-normal
Dislikes: Having no protection over them
Thinking of what could happen to her son and husband
Losing her cool, but it does happen
Some of her husbands decisions, but is always behind him
The idea of bringing a baby into this world
What was/is your characters dream/goals: To find a safe haven and a good food supply.
Fears: Her number one fear is losing her husband and son, and the idea of bringing a baby into the world[/left]
Its Who I Am
[/color]Describe your character’s personality: Lori is a very down to earth woman that respects and loves her husband dearly. She is very protective of her son, almost overly protective, but who could blame her? She sticks by her husband, no matter what, even if she doesn’t like his decision, which isn’t all that often. She does trust him. He is smart and knows what he’s doing. She freaks out all too easily and is known to run off to do what she feels is right while not thinking about the danger she puts the group in. It usually boils down to being worried about her husband or son.
Strengths : Honest
Straightforward
Shows complete faith in her husband
Very protective
Knows how to shoot a gun
Can cook and clean
Tries to make the best of any situation
Puts on a brave face when things get tough
Weaknesses : Believes people a little too easily
Freaks out when she should step back and take a deep breath
Makes rash decisions
Her son and husband are her greatest weakness
Isn’t that strong physically
Habits: Paces a lot, especially when she’s worried.
Flaws::[/right] Freaks out too easily and isn’t very strong physically
Its A Gift
[/color]Skills and Abilities:
Lori knows how to cook, clean, and sew. She was a housewife first most. However, being married to Rick has taught her how to be strong when she needs to be. He taught her how to shoot as gun as well, so while she didn’t always use one like him she has always known how to handle one. [/left]
We Ain't In Kansas Anymore...
Character After her husband is wounded in the line of duty and left in a coma whilst the outbreak occurs, Lori, believing him to be dead, is accompanied by Rick's best friend Shane Walsh towards Atlanta, counting on him to keep both her and her son safe. They befriend Carol and her family on the road, and later both groups settle with other survivors on the outskirts of Atlanta. Lori, having been further convinced of Rick's death by witnessing the military bomb Atlanta, eventually succumbs to her distraught state and embarks on a passionate sexual relationship with Shane (without Carl’s knowledge). She is relieved when Rick returns with their scavenger group alive and well, while at the same time being wracked with guilt over her love affair. She bitterly ends her relationship with Shane, leading the two to have awkward confrontations. When the group leaves the camp and briefly spends time at the CDC, she is near raped by Shane.
In the second season, Lori begins to cling to Shane as much as she does Rick, realizing that both him and Rick are equally as valuable to her in terms of protection. She's willing to look past Shane's previous actions, however she continues to refute any notion that their relationship was genuine. Days after arriving at Hershel's farm, Lori discovers she is pregnant with what may be Shane's baby, a discovery that terrifies her. After accepting the situation, Lori admits both her condition and her previous affair to Rick, the former of which he accepts, despite the baby almost certainly being Shane's. She's confronted by Shane upon him learning of the matter from Rick, believing the baby to be his. She initially attempts to disregard this possibility, however she later finds it futile and admits that she'll never know. She still firmly makes it clear that even if it is Shane's, it will be raised by her and Rick. Her attitude toward Shane lightens up following Dale's death, with her apologizing for all that she had put him through. Meanwhile, she takes notice to Carl's increasing coldness, a matter which concerns her as she looks ahead to the future.
The group is forced to depart from the farm after a horde ascends onto the premises, leading them to camp on the side of the road. Lori is deeply disturbed by Rick's lack of remorse over his murder of Shane, as well as the fact that Carl witnessed, and was involved, in the situation (putting down Shane's zombie).
((Copied from Wiki.))
Bad Horror Movies Are The WORST
Charley was out in the woods on her own. It wasn't recommended, but she didn't always do what she was told. She liked to get away from the group sometimes. It gave her a chance to think and brood, whatever she needed to do but, most importantly, it gave her a chance just to clear her thoughts. The idle chatter in camp sometimes didn't allow that. She realized then that she missed having that quiet time she once had while working for the local paper.
She thought about her dad and brother. She had no idea if they were alive or dead, and she hadn't gotten the opportunity to go into town for supplies to look around. She had heard rumors of other groups in the city. What if they were with them? In the back of her head all she could think was how stupid that was. If she kept doing this to herself she was going to cause herself to go absolutely crazy.
It was relatively quiet in the woods. Her eyes were peeled and ears opened for any noises that might alert her of walkers in the area. Pushing branches out of the way as she ducked through overhanging branches, she saw a little bit of movement followed by an all too familiar sound of a walker. The groan it made had her stopping in her tracks. She was struck with fear for more reason than another. If there was one then there could quiet possibly be more.
Not thinking twice about it, she began to move quickly through the trees. Her feet crunched loudly against the dead leaves and twigs that had collected on the ground. All she carried with her was a knife. She wished she had other weapons to choose from or something she could learn, like a bow and arrow. How well would that work out? It carried no noise like a gunshot would.
There was a loud crunching sound and she quickly looked around, suddenly wondering if there was another walker following her. Little did she realize that someone had just attacked the walker she had seen. She turned and walked backwards, looking around to see if she caught any movement or noises that gave her any indication there were more coming right for her. Then she heard the quick sounds of feet crunching over the twigs and leaves. She spun quickly in a circle, completely panicked now and thinking of running, but she had no idea which way to go. She didn't want to run right into the arms of a zombie.
Her hand reached reflexively to the knife that was strapped to her side. She gripped the handle tightly as she pulled it free. Her knuckles turned white with how tight her grip was on it. If a walker was coming at her, she was definitely not prepared for this. It wasn't too common to find them near camp. Most of them were in the city, but she had been told there were a couple stragglers that had found their way near camp. If that was the case here she was going to run as fast and as hard as she could back to camp to forewarn everyone.
Scribe Time
Name/Alias: Mercy
Your Age: Old enough
Other character(s) at STL: None yet
Character After her husband is wounded in the line of duty and left in a coma whilst the outbreak occurs, Lori, believing him to be dead, is accompanied by Rick's best friend Shane Walsh towards Atlanta, counting on him to keep both her and her son safe. They befriend Carol and her family on the road, and later both groups settle with other survivors on the outskirts of Atlanta. Lori, having been further convinced of Rick's death by witnessing the military bomb Atlanta, eventually succumbs to her distraught state and embarks on a passionate sexual relationship with Shane (without Carl’s knowledge). She is relieved when Rick returns with their scavenger group alive and well, while at the same time being wracked with guilt over her love affair. She bitterly ends her relationship with Shane, leading the two to have awkward confrontations. When the group leaves the camp and briefly spends time at the CDC, she is near raped by Shane.
In the second season, Lori begins to cling to Shane as much as she does Rick, realizing that both him and Rick are equally as valuable to her in terms of protection. She's willing to look past Shane's previous actions, however she continues to refute any notion that their relationship was genuine. Days after arriving at Hershel's farm, Lori discovers she is pregnant with what may be Shane's baby, a discovery that terrifies her. After accepting the situation, Lori admits both her condition and her previous affair to Rick, the former of which he accepts, despite the baby almost certainly being Shane's. She's confronted by Shane upon him learning of the matter from Rick, believing the baby to be his. She initially attempts to disregard this possibility, however she later finds it futile and admits that she'll never know. She still firmly makes it clear that even if it is Shane's, it will be raised by her and Rick. Her attitude toward Shane lightens up following Dale's death, with her apologizing for all that she had put him through. Meanwhile, she takes notice to Carl's increasing coldness, a matter which concerns her as she looks ahead to the future.
The group is forced to depart from the farm after a horde ascends onto the premises, leading them to camp on the side of the road. Lori is deeply disturbed by Rick's lack of remorse over his murder of Shane, as well as the fact that Carl witnessed, and was involved, in the situation (putting down Shane's zombie).
((Copied from Wiki.))
Bad Horror Movies Are The WORST
Charley was out in the woods on her own. It wasn't recommended, but she didn't always do what she was told. She liked to get away from the group sometimes. It gave her a chance to think and brood, whatever she needed to do but, most importantly, it gave her a chance just to clear her thoughts. The idle chatter in camp sometimes didn't allow that. She realized then that she missed having that quiet time she once had while working for the local paper.
She thought about her dad and brother. She had no idea if they were alive or dead, and she hadn't gotten the opportunity to go into town for supplies to look around. She had heard rumors of other groups in the city. What if they were with them? In the back of her head all she could think was how stupid that was. If she kept doing this to herself she was going to cause herself to go absolutely crazy.
It was relatively quiet in the woods. Her eyes were peeled and ears opened for any noises that might alert her of walkers in the area. Pushing branches out of the way as she ducked through overhanging branches, she saw a little bit of movement followed by an all too familiar sound of a walker. The groan it made had her stopping in her tracks. She was struck with fear for more reason than another. If there was one then there could quiet possibly be more.
Not thinking twice about it, she began to move quickly through the trees. Her feet crunched loudly against the dead leaves and twigs that had collected on the ground. All she carried with her was a knife. She wished she had other weapons to choose from or something she could learn, like a bow and arrow. How well would that work out? It carried no noise like a gunshot would.
There was a loud crunching sound and she quickly looked around, suddenly wondering if there was another walker following her. Little did she realize that someone had just attacked the walker she had seen. She turned and walked backwards, looking around to see if she caught any movement or noises that gave her any indication there were more coming right for her. Then she heard the quick sounds of feet crunching over the twigs and leaves. She spun quickly in a circle, completely panicked now and thinking of running, but she had no idea which way to go. She didn't want to run right into the arms of a zombie.
Her hand reached reflexively to the knife that was strapped to her side. She gripped the handle tightly as she pulled it free. Her knuckles turned white with how tight her grip was on it. If a walker was coming at her, she was definitely not prepared for this. It wasn't too common to find them near camp. Most of them were in the city, but she had been told there were a couple stragglers that had found their way near camp. If that was the case here she was going to run as fast and as hard as she could back to camp to forewarn everyone.
Scribe Time
Name/Alias: Mercy
Your Age: Old enough
Other character(s) at STL: None yet
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