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[Player name] Amy
[Age] 22 years old
[Personal Journal] rougaroux
[Other characters currently played] N/A
[Character name] Rick Grimes
[Age] Late 20s - Early 30s
[Canon] The Walking Dead
[Point in time taken from canon]Episode 2.06 “Secrets”
[Background] The Walking Dead Wiki Link!
[Personality]
The thing about Rick Grimes is the fact that, in the end, he is just an ordinary man who has been put into an extraordinary position. It’s not every day that someone wakes up from a coma after being shot, only to find that the world has been overrun with zombies. He has no idea what was going on, and even though he was burning up with a fever, he made his way out of the hospital and went on his way to find other survivors out there, as well as his family. He is a man who makes goals and does whatever he can to meet those goals, whether it’s make sure his family is okay, or make sure that the rest of the group is alive and well. He is the kind of man who, deep down, is just a good man; he will do whatever he thinks is best for his family, but also listen to what other people have to say. He is not someone who is particularly hard headed, and he is a good listener, taking what everyone says into consideration, and giving it the time and thought that whatever they say should be given. Rick is incredibly selfless; he would rather give up some food, or push someone else out of the way of a rampaging zombie, then do something that might benefit him more than anyone else. He’s really not a selfish man; if anything, he is incredibly loyal, not only to his wife, but to everyone that is in his little group, as well as the entire human race. He won’t ever give up hope that they can survive this apocalypse, though there are times when he doesn’t know how he, or others can go on.
Hope is the biggest thing that Rick can’t give up, and he knows that the rest of the people in his group can’t give it up either, or no one will survive the night. Rick is the ‘man who always has to have a plan’, and he always gives off the impression that he has one; he keeps himself very professional with everyone, projecting himself as the consummate sheriff’s deputy. Even when he’s joking around with his friend, Shane, he’s showing himself as someone who is in control of what he’s doing, and knows what he is showing about himself to other people. Being a sheriff, one would think that Rick would be someone who solved things by the gun, or by the fist. That he is a man who thinks he can punch his way out of something, and that fighting is always better then talking. That couldn’t be further from the truth; Rick Grimes doesn’t solve problems with his fists. He is a mediator, someone who calms everyone else down, much to the chagrin of others, who may just want to have at it and get everything out of the way in one burst of anger. This isn’t to say that Rick doesn’t get angry. He does, he just doesn’t think that fighting, or even yelling, solves anything. Rick tends to take doing the right thing to the extreme; he knows what the right thing to do, and he would rather do it, and then do anything else. While his group goes around and breaks the law by taking food from houses and gasoline from cars, Rick knows that it’s the only way they can survive. He knows that, while it is against the law, the law has changed now that the world has ended. The right thing to do is to keep everyone alive; breaking the law now, in Rick’s eyes, would be to abandon anyone, or to do something detrimental to the group.
Something that does come through is that, while Rick knows when to laugh and joke around with people, he is usually quiet and serious; he can be incredibly stern during an argument, and he doesn’t let someone get away with it if they’ve crossed him. One of the things that Rick has a hard time doing is expressing his thoughts and feelings, especially to his family. At the beginning, before people began getting sick, he and his wife, Lori, were fighting at times; she expressed that he doesn’t seem to care, and he wasn’t around his wife or son much, which could be contributed to him working all the time more than him not caring about his family when it’s obvious he would do anything for them. What it does show is that Rick has a very hard time finding the way to correctly express himself. When he talked to different people about possibly leaving the camp and going to look for the CDC (the Center for Disease Control, which is based in Atlanta), one person that he talks to is Lori, and the other is Shane. When Lori begins to cry, telling Rick that she’s afraid of what might happen, Rick isn’t sure what to do; he ends up just telling her he loves her, and nothing else. When he talks to Shane, he ends up making him feel like he isn’t thankful for him looking out for his family. This was, of course, an accident, but the thing about Rick is that he has the ability to be unintentionally cruel, and he doesn’t realize it. This is mostly why Rick tends to keep his thoughts and feelings on the inside, because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, or make any situation uncomfortable for someone, which he can do from time to time. This does make Rick tend to put all the blame on himself, even when it isn’t his fault that something bad happened; he just tends to have this instinctive need to be the one to blame for everything, which then goes into him not being able to adequately express his feelings to people. That’s one of the reasons why Rick didn’t tell anyone but the doctor at the CDC that he didn’t think they had a reason for continuing to live in this now crazy world; the anger and horror that would have come on to him because of that was just too much for him to consider.
Just because Rick has a few insecurities, does not mean that it holds him back from what he needs to do. Rick is extremely determined in whatever he does, and becomes even moreso when it’s something that involves his family. This determination is also why Rick feels he falls so far when he can’t fix something; he pushes all the blame onto himself, wishing that he had a way to fix everything, because from his perspective, that’s what everyone wants him to do. The perfect soldier who can do anything, is what they expect, and what Rick wants to give, though he knows he can only try. And right now, while Rick is trying to figure everything out, he usually does something by instincts. He might get a gut feeling about anything, and his gut has turned out to be right most of the time, and most of the good that happens, happens because of it. As time moves on, he listens to his gut, and he does what he feels is right; this is probably why, the camp, after following Shane all this time, turns to Rick as their guide and their leader, which he takes very seriously. Rick keeps trusting his gut, and it’s kept him alive so far, and it’s kept some of the other survivors alive long enough.
Rick starts off as a man who sees his world in black or white. While he is a big family man, he has had some intense fights with his wife, ones that Rick has mentioned to Shane, his best friend. What this whole scene in the squad car shows, is that Rick knows that he should take all the blame, and he does take it; he then wonders what there is to fix, and how should he go about it? Again, while his wife tends to be intentionally cruel, she knows when she does it; in the case of Rick being unintentionally cruel, you know that his words are from the right place, even if they’re not the ones you would like to hear. This ties into the fact that Rick isn’t a very religious person. Spiritual, yes; there have been several times where he’s asked God why he’s letting all of this happen. Rick would like a sign to show that he’s on the right path; he asks God for a sign that he’s doing the right thing. This was asked after the CDC blew up, leaving the camp to get the guns left the camp to get attacked, one of their group goes missing after a walker horde comes after them, and then, while searching for her, his son gets shot. Things kept getting worse and worse for the group, and when Carl was shot, which was Rick’s snapping point. He almost killed the man who shot his son, and then picked him up and ran to the farm like someone who had just taken some steroids and gained energy. The biggest mantra that Rick has is he would "take out anyone or anything that stands between me and my family."
In the end, Rick Grimes is an ordinary, southern gentleman. He’s only lived in small towns while growing up, and that’s just the place that he picked to settle down and marry his wife, and to have a son. He loves his family, and he would do anything to keep them safe; his family extends to his friends, as well as everyone who is a part of their camp. Giving up is not an option, not for Rick, and he would rather die than let anyone else give it up as well. Living in a world overrun with the dead has started to change Rick; not as much as it’s changed Shane, but Rick is now always constantly refreshes what his idea of “right and wrong” is, now. He’s still learning, still changing, and even though the world has gone to hell, Rick knows that as long as he has hope, nothing can stand in his way.
[Abilities]
Rick is a normal guy. He’s got some skill as a sharpshooter, and he knows cop law like the best of him, but otherwise he has no supernatural abilities. He’s good with weapons, and with some hand to hand combat, but otherwise, all of Rick’s abilities fall under common sense.
[Other important stuff]
None that I can think of!
[Sample post]
[First Person]
Look, ‘m a little confused, here. You’re settin’ us up in a nice place to live, clean beds, fresh linens, and all you want from me is a couple’a answers to some questions? Now, that jus’ doesn’t seem right. Not that I mean to complain, mind you, I jus’ can’t help but to wonder what’s on your mind right about now. I know that I talk sometimes ‘bout people bein’ nice to each other, and everyone helpin’ each other out, but this seems like a little bit too much. Jus’ a little bit. [Pauses.] Okay, so. Answer some questions, get a new place. Sounds a little like Jeopardy, but if that’s what you want, then I’ll do it.
Would you consider yourself a hero or a villain? Why? Neither is an option as well, but still tell why.
I don’t think I’m either one of those. I‘m jus’ a guy lookin’ out for his family, and makin’ sure my group stays in one piece. I don’t know think that makes me a hero. I consider heroes the guys who go out and save lives all day. All I did was sit in a car all day, crackin’ jokes with my friend, while we waited for somethin’ interestin’ to happen in the small town we lived in. Sure, my son sees me as a hero, jus’ like I saw my daddy as one. But I hadn’t even fired a gun most of my career as a deputy, and once the world ended, I knew I needed to step things up. So, to answer your question; no. All ‘m doin’ is findin’ a way to survive each day.
Do you have any future goals or dreams? What are they?
I didn’t have too many dreams or goals ‘sides the regular ones, back home. At first they were regular, anyway. I wanted a nice house for my son to grow up in. Wanted me and my wife to stay healthy and happy. Now, though? Now I’d like for us to find some more survivors. I’d like for someone to find a cure for this disease, the thing that made the Walkers the way that they are. And if that’s not possible, I’d like for all of us to find a safe place to live. Somewhere the dead can’t come get us, and a nice place with clean, runnin’ water, and some appliances that still work, ‘specially a fridge.
If you could go back home, would you? Why or why not?
If I could go back home… I have a lot of responsibility, back home. Got my wife and my son, and my wife jus’ told me she’s carryin’ our second child. I have to be strong for them, and make sure they have a safe place to grow up. But do I really want to go home? No. There’re Walkers everywhere, and people dyin’, left and right. If I could, I’d bring everyone back here, set them up in a place of their own. Where they can feel safe. But if I could go home, back to what used to be a civilized world? I’d be back there in a heartbeat.
You have two options: either save your friend who is hanging from a cliff, or chase after the bad guy who put them in a position. If you choose the former, the bad guy will get away and it will be hard to catch him. If you choose the latter, the cliff will crumble and the friend will fall to the spiky rocks below. What do you do and why?
Save the friend. There’s nothin’ in this world worth lettin’ someone die for. And that bad guy? He’ll get what’s comin’ for him, in the end.
Do you prefer adventure or the peaceful life?
Peaceful life. I’ve had enough adventure to last me several lifetimes, at this point. What I wouldn’t give to be able to sit out on a porch somewhere and drink lemonade all day.
If someone provoked or attacked you, what would you do?
I’m not that guy who gets into fights at a bar. I’d try to talk to the person calmly, make sure to calm them down, see if maybe we could work somethin’ out, ‘stead of fightin’. I’m a talker, not a fighter.
Would you consider yourself a lover, a hater, a sinner, or a saint? Or maybe a mix of both?
Like I said, I’m not much of a fighter. So I’d probably go with a lover.
[Third Person]
After spending so much time camping on the hard ground, or taking turns sleeping in the RV, a nice, warm bed was all that Rick could ever wish for right now. No, that wasn’t quite true; there were a lot of things he could wish for right now. He could wish for things to go back to normal. He could wish for them to find Sophia, unharmed, and alive. He wanted to wish for everything to go right back to the way it was before he got shot, and before the world ended. But the problem with wishes, which Rick had found out early in his childhood, was that they didn’t tend to come true.
But this place. This place was like a dream, and Rick couldn’t believe he’d only been here three months. That was about how long he had been living in the camp, how long they had been camping in that RV. Just a little over that time, they’d gotten to the farm. Hershel’s farm. If there was one thing that Rick wished for, it was to make sure that his son and wife were safe. As much as Rick hated camping, as much as he wanted things to go back to normal, or for him to be able to go home, the one thing he would like couldn’t come true. This place, this dream world that he was stuck in; it was as much of a horrible reality that the hospital with the Walkers had been, when he’d just woken up from the coma. That had felt just like this place, with its dream like quality about it. The comparisons Rick made to those first few days here in this place were the same as the ones he had made when he woke in that fevered state.
"Enough," Rick finally spoke up. He was sitting on his bed, staring at the wall. That was all he was doing, had been doing for about ten minutes, now. Thinking about the past, and what he needed to do back home. He needed to put that behind him, for now. He couldn’t worry about his little group of survivors, he couldn’t worry about his best friend, and he definitely couldn’t worry about his wife and son. Lori wouldn’t want that, and neither would Carl, if he knew. They knew he worried about them, knew that he loved them, and while they weren’t in the same place right now, he knew, and they knew, that eventually they would be back together again.
"Shit," He said again, catching himself staring at the wall. He could talk a good talk, but trying to find the energy to get up and move on with his day? Not as easy as he would like.
"They wouldn’t want this," Rick said with some finality, pushing up from the bed and going into the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror, running a hand across his face. He could use a shave. A shave and a haircut, really, but there was something about keeping his hair just a little longer than normal that reminded him of back home. Before the Walkers, when Lori would complain about how long his hair was getting, and she’d offer to cut his hair for him; something he never said yes to after the first time. Turning on the faucet (and still, the idea of clean running water still made him smile, even after all these months), he splashed warm water onto his face, reaching for a towel and rubbing it vigorously over his face to wake himself up. Rick was tempted to hum a tune, and he chuckled under his breath as he looked into the mirror once again.
"New day, new beginnin’," Rick said softly, turning the water off and turning around. He went back out into the bedroom, grabbing his deputy’s hat and putting it on his head. He might not be a deputy in this place, but if he was going to make a new start of this, then he would do so remembering where he came from.
[Why do you want to play this character in Somarium?] I’ve been looking at Som for a long time, and after talking to the Shane player, I know that Rick would be very interesting in this setting. Being given things that he hasn’t had in a while, such as a nice place to live, and real food will put him in a very good mood after a while, while being separated from his family and friends will make him anxious about finally going home after some time.
[Which rule was your favorite and why?] The one about the language differences was my favorite rule! Most games don’t think to include something like that, and I do wonder about that, from time to time.
[Where did you hear about Somarium?] From Shane-mun, mostly, though I’ve seen it around the LJRP world for a while.
[Any questions?] None that I can think of.
[Age] 22 years old
[Personal Journal] rougaroux
[Other characters currently played] N/A
[Character name] Rick Grimes
[Age] Late 20s - Early 30s
[Canon] The Walking Dead
[Point in time taken from canon]Episode 2.06 “Secrets”
[Background] The Walking Dead Wiki Link!
[Personality]
The thing about Rick Grimes is the fact that, in the end, he is just an ordinary man who has been put into an extraordinary position. It’s not every day that someone wakes up from a coma after being shot, only to find that the world has been overrun with zombies. He has no idea what was going on, and even though he was burning up with a fever, he made his way out of the hospital and went on his way to find other survivors out there, as well as his family. He is a man who makes goals and does whatever he can to meet those goals, whether it’s make sure his family is okay, or make sure that the rest of the group is alive and well. He is the kind of man who, deep down, is just a good man; he will do whatever he thinks is best for his family, but also listen to what other people have to say. He is not someone who is particularly hard headed, and he is a good listener, taking what everyone says into consideration, and giving it the time and thought that whatever they say should be given. Rick is incredibly selfless; he would rather give up some food, or push someone else out of the way of a rampaging zombie, then do something that might benefit him more than anyone else. He’s really not a selfish man; if anything, he is incredibly loyal, not only to his wife, but to everyone that is in his little group, as well as the entire human race. He won’t ever give up hope that they can survive this apocalypse, though there are times when he doesn’t know how he, or others can go on.
Hope is the biggest thing that Rick can’t give up, and he knows that the rest of the people in his group can’t give it up either, or no one will survive the night. Rick is the ‘man who always has to have a plan’, and he always gives off the impression that he has one; he keeps himself very professional with everyone, projecting himself as the consummate sheriff’s deputy. Even when he’s joking around with his friend, Shane, he’s showing himself as someone who is in control of what he’s doing, and knows what he is showing about himself to other people. Being a sheriff, one would think that Rick would be someone who solved things by the gun, or by the fist. That he is a man who thinks he can punch his way out of something, and that fighting is always better then talking. That couldn’t be further from the truth; Rick Grimes doesn’t solve problems with his fists. He is a mediator, someone who calms everyone else down, much to the chagrin of others, who may just want to have at it and get everything out of the way in one burst of anger. This isn’t to say that Rick doesn’t get angry. He does, he just doesn’t think that fighting, or even yelling, solves anything. Rick tends to take doing the right thing to the extreme; he knows what the right thing to do, and he would rather do it, and then do anything else. While his group goes around and breaks the law by taking food from houses and gasoline from cars, Rick knows that it’s the only way they can survive. He knows that, while it is against the law, the law has changed now that the world has ended. The right thing to do is to keep everyone alive; breaking the law now, in Rick’s eyes, would be to abandon anyone, or to do something detrimental to the group.
Something that does come through is that, while Rick knows when to laugh and joke around with people, he is usually quiet and serious; he can be incredibly stern during an argument, and he doesn’t let someone get away with it if they’ve crossed him. One of the things that Rick has a hard time doing is expressing his thoughts and feelings, especially to his family. At the beginning, before people began getting sick, he and his wife, Lori, were fighting at times; she expressed that he doesn’t seem to care, and he wasn’t around his wife or son much, which could be contributed to him working all the time more than him not caring about his family when it’s obvious he would do anything for them. What it does show is that Rick has a very hard time finding the way to correctly express himself. When he talked to different people about possibly leaving the camp and going to look for the CDC (the Center for Disease Control, which is based in Atlanta), one person that he talks to is Lori, and the other is Shane. When Lori begins to cry, telling Rick that she’s afraid of what might happen, Rick isn’t sure what to do; he ends up just telling her he loves her, and nothing else. When he talks to Shane, he ends up making him feel like he isn’t thankful for him looking out for his family. This was, of course, an accident, but the thing about Rick is that he has the ability to be unintentionally cruel, and he doesn’t realize it. This is mostly why Rick tends to keep his thoughts and feelings on the inside, because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, or make any situation uncomfortable for someone, which he can do from time to time. This does make Rick tend to put all the blame on himself, even when it isn’t his fault that something bad happened; he just tends to have this instinctive need to be the one to blame for everything, which then goes into him not being able to adequately express his feelings to people. That’s one of the reasons why Rick didn’t tell anyone but the doctor at the CDC that he didn’t think they had a reason for continuing to live in this now crazy world; the anger and horror that would have come on to him because of that was just too much for him to consider.
Just because Rick has a few insecurities, does not mean that it holds him back from what he needs to do. Rick is extremely determined in whatever he does, and becomes even moreso when it’s something that involves his family. This determination is also why Rick feels he falls so far when he can’t fix something; he pushes all the blame onto himself, wishing that he had a way to fix everything, because from his perspective, that’s what everyone wants him to do. The perfect soldier who can do anything, is what they expect, and what Rick wants to give, though he knows he can only try. And right now, while Rick is trying to figure everything out, he usually does something by instincts. He might get a gut feeling about anything, and his gut has turned out to be right most of the time, and most of the good that happens, happens because of it. As time moves on, he listens to his gut, and he does what he feels is right; this is probably why, the camp, after following Shane all this time, turns to Rick as their guide and their leader, which he takes very seriously. Rick keeps trusting his gut, and it’s kept him alive so far, and it’s kept some of the other survivors alive long enough.
Rick starts off as a man who sees his world in black or white. While he is a big family man, he has had some intense fights with his wife, ones that Rick has mentioned to Shane, his best friend. What this whole scene in the squad car shows, is that Rick knows that he should take all the blame, and he does take it; he then wonders what there is to fix, and how should he go about it? Again, while his wife tends to be intentionally cruel, she knows when she does it; in the case of Rick being unintentionally cruel, you know that his words are from the right place, even if they’re not the ones you would like to hear. This ties into the fact that Rick isn’t a very religious person. Spiritual, yes; there have been several times where he’s asked God why he’s letting all of this happen. Rick would like a sign to show that he’s on the right path; he asks God for a sign that he’s doing the right thing. This was asked after the CDC blew up, leaving the camp to get the guns left the camp to get attacked, one of their group goes missing after a walker horde comes after them, and then, while searching for her, his son gets shot. Things kept getting worse and worse for the group, and when Carl was shot, which was Rick’s snapping point. He almost killed the man who shot his son, and then picked him up and ran to the farm like someone who had just taken some steroids and gained energy. The biggest mantra that Rick has is he would "take out anyone or anything that stands between me and my family."
In the end, Rick Grimes is an ordinary, southern gentleman. He’s only lived in small towns while growing up, and that’s just the place that he picked to settle down and marry his wife, and to have a son. He loves his family, and he would do anything to keep them safe; his family extends to his friends, as well as everyone who is a part of their camp. Giving up is not an option, not for Rick, and he would rather die than let anyone else give it up as well. Living in a world overrun with the dead has started to change Rick; not as much as it’s changed Shane, but Rick is now always constantly refreshes what his idea of “right and wrong” is, now. He’s still learning, still changing, and even though the world has gone to hell, Rick knows that as long as he has hope, nothing can stand in his way.
[Abilities]
Rick is a normal guy. He’s got some skill as a sharpshooter, and he knows cop law like the best of him, but otherwise he has no supernatural abilities. He’s good with weapons, and with some hand to hand combat, but otherwise, all of Rick’s abilities fall under common sense.
[Other important stuff]
None that I can think of!
[Sample post]
[First Person]
Look, ‘m a little confused, here. You’re settin’ us up in a nice place to live, clean beds, fresh linens, and all you want from me is a couple’a answers to some questions? Now, that jus’ doesn’t seem right. Not that I mean to complain, mind you, I jus’ can’t help but to wonder what’s on your mind right about now. I know that I talk sometimes ‘bout people bein’ nice to each other, and everyone helpin’ each other out, but this seems like a little bit too much. Jus’ a little bit. [Pauses.] Okay, so. Answer some questions, get a new place. Sounds a little like Jeopardy, but if that’s what you want, then I’ll do it.
Would you consider yourself a hero or a villain? Why? Neither is an option as well, but still tell why.
I don’t think I’m either one of those. I‘m jus’ a guy lookin’ out for his family, and makin’ sure my group stays in one piece. I don’t know think that makes me a hero. I consider heroes the guys who go out and save lives all day. All I did was sit in a car all day, crackin’ jokes with my friend, while we waited for somethin’ interestin’ to happen in the small town we lived in. Sure, my son sees me as a hero, jus’ like I saw my daddy as one. But I hadn’t even fired a gun most of my career as a deputy, and once the world ended, I knew I needed to step things up. So, to answer your question; no. All ‘m doin’ is findin’ a way to survive each day.
Do you have any future goals or dreams? What are they?
I didn’t have too many dreams or goals ‘sides the regular ones, back home. At first they were regular, anyway. I wanted a nice house for my son to grow up in. Wanted me and my wife to stay healthy and happy. Now, though? Now I’d like for us to find some more survivors. I’d like for someone to find a cure for this disease, the thing that made the Walkers the way that they are. And if that’s not possible, I’d like for all of us to find a safe place to live. Somewhere the dead can’t come get us, and a nice place with clean, runnin’ water, and some appliances that still work, ‘specially a fridge.
If you could go back home, would you? Why or why not?
If I could go back home… I have a lot of responsibility, back home. Got my wife and my son, and my wife jus’ told me she’s carryin’ our second child. I have to be strong for them, and make sure they have a safe place to grow up. But do I really want to go home? No. There’re Walkers everywhere, and people dyin’, left and right. If I could, I’d bring everyone back here, set them up in a place of their own. Where they can feel safe. But if I could go home, back to what used to be a civilized world? I’d be back there in a heartbeat.
You have two options: either save your friend who is hanging from a cliff, or chase after the bad guy who put them in a position. If you choose the former, the bad guy will get away and it will be hard to catch him. If you choose the latter, the cliff will crumble and the friend will fall to the spiky rocks below. What do you do and why?
Save the friend. There’s nothin’ in this world worth lettin’ someone die for. And that bad guy? He’ll get what’s comin’ for him, in the end.
Do you prefer adventure or the peaceful life?
Peaceful life. I’ve had enough adventure to last me several lifetimes, at this point. What I wouldn’t give to be able to sit out on a porch somewhere and drink lemonade all day.
If someone provoked or attacked you, what would you do?
I’m not that guy who gets into fights at a bar. I’d try to talk to the person calmly, make sure to calm them down, see if maybe we could work somethin’ out, ‘stead of fightin’. I’m a talker, not a fighter.
Would you consider yourself a lover, a hater, a sinner, or a saint? Or maybe a mix of both?
Like I said, I’m not much of a fighter. So I’d probably go with a lover.
[Third Person]
After spending so much time camping on the hard ground, or taking turns sleeping in the RV, a nice, warm bed was all that Rick could ever wish for right now. No, that wasn’t quite true; there were a lot of things he could wish for right now. He could wish for things to go back to normal. He could wish for them to find Sophia, unharmed, and alive. He wanted to wish for everything to go right back to the way it was before he got shot, and before the world ended. But the problem with wishes, which Rick had found out early in his childhood, was that they didn’t tend to come true.
But this place. This place was like a dream, and Rick couldn’t believe he’d only been here three months. That was about how long he had been living in the camp, how long they had been camping in that RV. Just a little over that time, they’d gotten to the farm. Hershel’s farm. If there was one thing that Rick wished for, it was to make sure that his son and wife were safe. As much as Rick hated camping, as much as he wanted things to go back to normal, or for him to be able to go home, the one thing he would like couldn’t come true. This place, this dream world that he was stuck in; it was as much of a horrible reality that the hospital with the Walkers had been, when he’d just woken up from the coma. That had felt just like this place, with its dream like quality about it. The comparisons Rick made to those first few days here in this place were the same as the ones he had made when he woke in that fevered state.
"Enough," Rick finally spoke up. He was sitting on his bed, staring at the wall. That was all he was doing, had been doing for about ten minutes, now. Thinking about the past, and what he needed to do back home. He needed to put that behind him, for now. He couldn’t worry about his little group of survivors, he couldn’t worry about his best friend, and he definitely couldn’t worry about his wife and son. Lori wouldn’t want that, and neither would Carl, if he knew. They knew he worried about them, knew that he loved them, and while they weren’t in the same place right now, he knew, and they knew, that eventually they would be back together again.
"Shit," He said again, catching himself staring at the wall. He could talk a good talk, but trying to find the energy to get up and move on with his day? Not as easy as he would like.
"They wouldn’t want this," Rick said with some finality, pushing up from the bed and going into the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror, running a hand across his face. He could use a shave. A shave and a haircut, really, but there was something about keeping his hair just a little longer than normal that reminded him of back home. Before the Walkers, when Lori would complain about how long his hair was getting, and she’d offer to cut his hair for him; something he never said yes to after the first time. Turning on the faucet (and still, the idea of clean running water still made him smile, even after all these months), he splashed warm water onto his face, reaching for a towel and rubbing it vigorously over his face to wake himself up. Rick was tempted to hum a tune, and he chuckled under his breath as he looked into the mirror once again.
"New day, new beginnin’," Rick said softly, turning the water off and turning around. He went back out into the bedroom, grabbing his deputy’s hat and putting it on his head. He might not be a deputy in this place, but if he was going to make a new start of this, then he would do so remembering where he came from.
[Why do you want to play this character in Somarium?] I’ve been looking at Som for a long time, and after talking to the Shane player, I know that Rick would be very interesting in this setting. Being given things that he hasn’t had in a while, such as a nice place to live, and real food will put him in a very good mood after a while, while being separated from his family and friends will make him anxious about finally going home after some time.
[Which rule was your favorite and why?] The one about the language differences was my favorite rule! Most games don’t think to include something like that, and I do wonder about that, from time to time.
[Where did you hear about Somarium?] From Shane-mun, mostly, though I’ve seen it around the LJRP world for a while.
[Any questions?] None that I can think of.