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    1. Belle 10 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current To anyone who cares, I will be taking a break from rpg. I don’t know if I am coming back.
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8 yrs ago
Going to a dark place again... Trying to claw my way out is getting harder...
8 yrs ago
I am getting very tired of being blamed for things that are not my fault
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9 yrs ago
When you are so emotional you are close to dropping from every rp you are in just so people won't have to deal with you anymore
10 yrs ago
When a character that meant something to you gets torn down and thrown away like trash... 😢
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Is everybody okay?? *bump*
And poor Amalia is walking in on this
This is really sad because I really enjoyed the story aspect of this rp. I enjoyed writing as both a child and a Fae, innocent and not so innocent, at the same time.
I was also really looking forward to how the whole Falk/Arys story/relationship was going to play out. I will always be available for another try at this. I think you were a very good GM, frank but fair in your decisions. I would join any rp with you as the GM. Hope to see you again.
@Wick sorry!! Lol

What am I doing I should not be laughing right now! Bad rper! Bad!
@alexfangtalon yeah I wanted to shock people. NO ONE IS SAFE!!

Except Gracie cuz she's cute as shit anyone who touches her dies
*sits patiently biting her nails*

I want to post again

brain : you can't post again. you posted last and no one else has posted yet

but I want to post again

brain : stop whining and be glad you are actually finally in this rp. Stop being annoying, they can still kick you out

.... ;__;
okay people, Kat is officially dead

so someone please get in there and save Gracie from being a walker snack!
Gracie didn't know what was happening. Everything was shaking and people were screaming. She screamed in response.
Kat felt a sense of panic she had never felt before. An Earthquake followed by a walker infestation along with the school collapsing around them. She grabbed Gracie and hightailed it from their room. She could hear walkers snarling down one hallway so she darted down another. A part of the ceiling collapsed, blocking their way.
She was part way down some stairs when it happened. An aftershock rocked the building again, causing more the fall. Kat was on the stair way when she heard a sickening cracking noise. She looked up in time to see the ceiling coming down at her. Screaming, she covered Gracie as best as she could but still got knocked down.

When it settled, Kat was pinned by the rubble. She started coughing and tasted the metallic tang of blood in her mouth. Gracie was screaming and Kat couldn't feel her legs. A quick look showed her why. They were flattened by a piece of the ceiling, likely gone. And the blood currently choking her was from the piece of rebar that was sticking though her chest. Strangely, she felt no pain. Kat felt light and far away, removed from everything.
The sounds of her daughter screaming nearby sounded like it was coming from far away. Kat blinked, her vision beginning to tunnel and go black. She saw Gracie crawling towards her, crying. Reaching out, she touched her angel's face for the last time.
"Mommy loves you Gracie..." she coughed again, blood splattering onto her daughter.

The crying face of her child was the last thing Kat ever saw....

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Gracie cried and screamed. Her mommy had gone to sleep and wasn't waking up. The toddler pounded on her shoulder and face, but her mommy wouldn't wake up. She pulled herself up to a standing position and tried shaking her mommy's arm. Why was she sleeping? It was scary here. Where was Daddy and Aunt Nikki? They would make Mommy wake up.

The walkers on the first floor heard the screaming child, but debris from the crumbling building presented obstacles for them. Thankfully they were not smart enough to work their way around it quickly but it wouldn't take long for them to figure it out. Gracie didn't know any better than to stop crying. But it alerted not only the walkers but any living people in the area to her location...
The ooman arrived before the others. They had bred in her an eagerness for the hunt that mirrored their own. Sobik set the coordinates for the Drop-Pod and got in. The same coordinated automatically went to the other Pods so that when the others finally decided to get their lazy asses moving they could join them on the planet below in roughly the same area.

The drop was quick. Or maybe it just felt that way because of the anticipation he felt. The ooman colony seemed deserted and ill-repair, which meant this Kiande Amade infestation was highly advanced. Which meant tons and tons of the ultimate prey.

Once Ugly arrived he spoke to her in guttural snarls that her helmet would pick up so he didn't give away their arrival by speaking too loud. "The Kiande Amade is our priority. Any oomans are to be ignored unless they strike first. Infected oomans are killed on sight."
The ooman-born Kiande Amade usually made for interesting and intelligent prey, especially the Queens. And if there was more than one colony here they might have more than one Queen, along with countless Praetorians. This would be an amazing hunt. One that he doubted all in the hunting group would survive.
He glanced at Ugly. She better not screw up because he was NOT about to face his lifemate should the little female warrior die.

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Lyra entered one of the kitchen areas. The bodies of several people lay sprawled around, covered in blood and with bursted chests, but the child barely noticed them anymore. She stepped over them and headed for the ice box. There were several things of water left, but most were iced over. She one of the jagged pieces of ice from the box and broke it into pieces, sucking on the chunks of ice. It wasn't much but it was something. There were food tins but she couldn't get them open. Ed usually crushed the tops and opened them for her. The motorized can-opener wasn't working and she couldn't find a manual one. Sitting on the floor behind the counter she propped up her elbows on her knees, placing her fists to her cheeks and glaring at the can as though she could will it open with her glare. Her little stomach grumbled and pained her. She hadn't eaten since the evening before when she and ED had become separated.

She had just started to let her mind drift back to other times when she heard a slight noise. Anyone else might have dismissed it but she had learned to fear all sound. Moving like lightning, she darted into an empty cabinet just big enough for her to slide into and shut the door. In the dark, she waited and listened and prayed to a God she wasn't sure existed anymore that the sound had been Ed.
I work today but will post when I get home. Thank you guys for posting! :)
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