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🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Josephine Clark

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Location: The Museum
Skills: None At This Time

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She wanted to touch something, that was for sure. If Josephine batted her lashes any harder she would have taken flight. "Well, Ahkmed, sad you can't join us, but I would be more than happy to accompany you later, should no other pressing matters arise. I've been bored to tears here and doing anything at all is surely better than sitting around my room. Especially if you plan on being there, darling." She was laying it on a bit thick, but if this Egyptian god was eating it up she would keep spooning it out.

She felt kind of bad for Haakon though. She wasn't about to suggest he accompany her, of course, but if he wanted to or if he was invited she wouldn't say no. So long as she got some time with Ahkmed to herself, she would be pleased. She turned to face the others. "Well, shall we?" She urged them on. The sooner they go this done, the sooner she could be with her new fan.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Faith Masters

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Location:Library -> Front Porch
Skills: None At This Time

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Faith opened a few books and skimmed. She never considered herself much of a reader, but if anything could tell her about this place she would gladly crack open a book and read it. However, it seemed that most of these books were standard fare, though they were all before the 1940s. Which sucked. You'd think a place that could take people that died and put them all in some house could keep up with modern times.

She glanced around the library a bit more before she left. This place was weird. Like, weirder than she first thought. She wasn't sure she wanted to stay, but did she have a choice? Couldn't they just...move her onward? Like not even to heaven or hell or wherever the hell you went after you died, just somewhere apart from here?

No that wouldn't work. She wanted to go back. She had to go back.

She stepped outside and glanced around. There seemed to be more houses or buildings a ways away. However, a figure caught her attention. A woman sitting down on one of the chairs. She looked like she fit in with this place. Was she like herself? Or...what did Alicia call them? Emancipators? Emasculators? Whatever the hell they were, was she one of them?

Faith walked over and waved kind of awkwardly. "Hey there! Lovely day, isn't it?" She didn't know what to say, besides asking why the hell she was here and why the hell couldn't she leave?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Tiffany Lyle and Jack Hudson

Location: Outside Newnan

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As Jack reached into his bag to pull out the map, he was once again hit with the crushing realization that he was losing his mind. He couldn't trust his own five senses anymore. Even as his eyes poured over the map, attempting to figure out the best possible route for his survival, he doubted that it was even real. This could all easily be in his head and the next thing he'd know, he'd wake up in the infirmary, told that he was running around and screaming about Newnan sinking. Was it genetic? He hoped not. His mother had always seemed stable, his father...Jack didn't know too much about him. He didn't want to pass this onto his child, if it was mental illness.

"Looks like north is the best choice," Jack explained, gesturing on the map. The other option was south, but it wasn't really an option - they couldn't go back into Newnan. Looking up from the map, he spotted half a dozen walkers to the northwest, about 100 yards out. He thanked his lucky stars that they hadn't noticed them yet.

"Walkahs coming our way - we gotta move."

Tiffany held it together as much as she could. But Zach wouldn't be silent, it seemed. "How can I be dead, Tiff, when I am standing right here?" Tiffany looked and saw him. He looked exactly how she remembered him. Her heart started beating faster. How could this be? He was dead. She knew he was dead, but she could hear him. And see him! "Jack, it's Zach. He's over there!" She urged Jack onward, ignoring the area around her.

Soon she got near. He continued to stare at her. She just needed to reach him. Tears started swimming in her eyes as she felt every twinge of guilt ride up in her throat. Zach merely cocked his head to the side and waved, before he dissipated into thin air.

Tiffany stopped short before she realized what she had done. She had seen a ghost and nearly got herself in trouble, along with Jack. Zach was dead. She moved on. She couldn't stop for too long to think about this now. Later on, she would have time to go insane. Now, she needed to make sure Jack and herself got out safely. "It was nothing. Never mind. North, you said? Let's get going."

Jack didn't understand why, but Tiffany didn't seem to be faring well either. Had they both been driven mad? He cautiously walked with her, uncertain as to what to say. It was clear that she had seen something - and so had he. Come to think of it, even Ray had hallucinated something earlier. Was everyone in Newnan going mad? Was there something in the air that was causing them to simply snap? "It's...It's okay. I saw Sutton. I saw Tatiana. And...And I heard Dick too," Jack admitted. Tiffany may as well be just as sane as he was.

He paused for a beat, before motioning for Tiffany to follow him. To get out of the area near Newnan without getting killed by walkers would be a trick. Glancing at his surroundings, he noticed bits of fallen rubble and piles of snow - enough for two people to hide behind. "Ninja-like, okay?" Jack explained to Tiffany. He moved northward once more, ducking behind whatever he could for cover to avoid getting spotted by the walkers. Fortunately, none of them seemed to notice him, and he threw an encouraging look back towards Tiffany as he crouched behind a bit of rubble.

Tiffany looked up just as Jack was mentioning Dick and she saw him too. He was dead, again. But she saw his body, laying there, being eaten by a walker. She let out a shaky breath. She knew it wasn't real, but the fact she was seeing and hearing these ghosts of horror's past was worrying her. They needed to get out. Get to some semblance of safety where she can calm down. "I see him too. He's right over there, being eaten. It's not real so don't look. I don't like this Jack..."

However, her peace of mind aside, she crouched down with Jack and avoided having the walkers see her. She ninja'd along with him. She nodded her approval. If they were going to get out of this, they had to be smart and being smart meant not letting visions affect you. If they wanted to be there, so be it.

Jack followed Tiffany's gaze, looking towards where the fake!Dick might have been. His heart clenched as he saw an incredibly pregnant Tatiana running from the walkers. He couldn't tell if she was real or not. If she was real, he'd shoot all of those walkers down and swoop into save her. But with his current mental state, all he could do was ask Tiffany for confirmation as he continued to creep forward, ducking behind rubble and anything else that kept them from the walkers' line of sight.

"I see Tati...You see her too? She real?" Jack asked, his voice betraying just how broken he felt.

"No Jack, I don't see her. She's not real. Dick isn't real. Zach isn't real. I even saw Ray running with both legs before and I was sure it wasn't a hallucination. If I'm losing my mind, I'd rather be in a safe space than the pit that is now Newnan and not alongside a group of walkers."

Tiffany continued to follow Jack's lead as they snuck around the horde. She wasn't doing too well. She felt herself starting to break, but she had to hold it together. Not only for herself, but for Jack too. She knew it was hard on him also. They had each other to rely on, at least. Hopefully the others got out ok too.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

Post when I get home

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

I work all day so I'll get a post up when I get home

Rise of the Evos

@BlackSam3091 You. Wraith wants you in this. I miss you and want you in this. You need to be a part of this madhouse of fun. Nall is great :D

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Jacqueline Croix

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Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: None at this time

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Jackie wasn't sure how she wished this would play out. She didn't much like the girl on the floor and she only recently met Captain Ballcruncher, but she could feel some camaraderie with her. Still, wasn't it a bit much to knock the girl to the floor and point a gun at her head? Who was she kidding? This was the most entertaining thing to happen in a while! She still stood by Fitz, like a protective mother. The other patrons in the bar weren't glancing and she couldn't blame them. Half probably weren't even aware and the other half were so used to this type of thing.

Then the gunshot.

Jackie instinctively shielded herself, but she also did something she hadn't done before. She shielded Fitz. After a moment, she looked up to see the girl, very much alive, Captain Ballcruncher, very much upset and pissed still, and a hole in the wood floor. With the Captain now back at the table, the guy interested in Fitz laughing like this shit was the funniest thing in the world, and the others not doing much else, she wondered what would happen now.

She sat back down, took another swig of her drink, and picked up her cards too. "So, got any fours?"

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Mei Qiáo

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Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: None at this time

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Mei nodded in agreement. Despite their past, she had no ill feelings towards this woman. Given the situation, she supposed what she felt was grief. Mei moved over towards the two women, gun in hand, should something happen. She was curious as to why those in the bar weren't more worried about this, but she supposed it was usual. After all, there had been a gunshot at the port and after some confusion, it was business as usual. Mei got near before the standing woman took her shot.

Mei would have dashed in and tried to stop it, but it was too late. However, much to her surprise, the girl on the ground was alive. A hole in the floor proved how lucky she was. The standing woman turned and sat down. Mei didn't know what to do at that point. She expected a fight. She did offer to help and help she would. She walked over to the girl on the ground and offered her a hand up. She would make sure she could stand, at least, and let the woman who shot her before handle this.

Strange New Waters - Concluded

Millicent Clarke

Location: ???

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Millicent listened as the woman spoke. She couldn't believe her words, but they had to be true. The flask came from a god? And now she had its powers? She smiled. It felt good to smile again. She had been bored. Help people? We'll see.

Still, the others started talking and would not shut up. Even Edouard tried, in vain, to get the flask. She laughed as he fell to the ground. "Idiot," she called him, "Tu ferais bien de penser avant de marcher" She would leave him be and hold on to the flask. She would put it safely away, for now. She looked at the blonde woman, tsked, and shook a finger at her. "I don't think so. It chose me. Let me see..."

What did the woman say? She could move things? She wanted to try. Septima was irking her. So she summoned what she could to throw the woman away from her.

Regardless if it worked or not, she could feel it. "You all want your bodies back? I can make it happen. But I need to be satisfied first. This woman tried to trick you and you almost lost it. She won't get her body back. The rest of you, tell me why I should? You are all strangers to me. I am in a giving mood." She intended on giving them back to some of them, respectively. Sepitma could waste, for all she cared. Edouard was also getting on her nerves, but she hated seeing that body corporeal. She wanted a bit of fun. After all, she had time.

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

Lilith St. Sebastian

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Location: Cirque Anomaly
Interacting With: The Runners

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Lilith kept a wary gaze on the man as he spoke to Folly. Considering all this happened and she was intent on finding the girl, she wasn't about to lose her again. Especially now. Lilith knew Folly pretty well and she knew. She would run to that hotel to escape her father and now he was dead. Folly was alone.

No not alone. Regardless what the girl felt about her, she cared for Folly and she had her. Regardless.

So to the hotel. "Name is Lilith, since we have actual time to do introductions. I've never been to the hotel, but I was on my way there before......all of this happened. I know a bit about it. We can regroup and figure things out." It was the best plan at this moment, all things considered. She hoped the others were ok.

Millicent Clarke

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Location: Circus Grounds
Interacting With: Demons, Witches, and More (Oh My!)

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Millicent was not ok.

In fact, she was pretty far from ok. Not only was she about to be eaten by some giant wolf thing, even after it was dead it nearly crushed her. If looks could kill, everyone within vicinity would be dead. She was still stuck, but she had the cloth, such as it was. The wolf wanted it, which means it was important to Hel, which means it was now hers.

She tried to get unstuck. "If someone could help me, that would be just lovely. Id like to avoid being crushed by something else." After she was unstuck, she would look at the cloth. She heard a voice, was the cloth speaking? It needed further examining, but she would do it alone. These people were a nuisance and she didn't want to deal with them any longer.

Bronwyn Calliban

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Location: Washington D.C.
Interacting With: Those at OMEN Headquarters

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Bronwyn continued to watch the man speak. He did have a presence that made you wish to listen. Even if the reporters were keen on tossing his ideas to the side (idiots), she knew better. Powers were real, though she would argue they were not of the superpowered variety. Sure, she supposed that what she could do could be chalked up as superpowers, but she knew it was her affinity with nature.

Once it ended, Bronwyn would wait for most of the reporters to get up. She would stand and seek out Irwin. She wished to speak with him. She traveled this far and she wasn't about to be turned back. When she got near him, she would show she meant peace. "Sir? Sorry to bother you. My name is Bronwyn Calliban and I hope I can take a few minutes of your time. I enjoyed your speech and I believe you. I know somewhat of what is going on. Rather, I can feel it. If you have a minute?"

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Finley Alestair

Location: Silver Mine

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Finley wanted answers and she wanted them now. Declan was sitting there, looking like a child that broke his mom's favorite vase, Jenna was stating something about her own secrets, but was getting uppity with Declan and his burns. It was more than allergies, it was more than asthma, something weird was going on. And she should know. She was weird too. She wanted to get her closest together to tell them, but at the rate, things were going, she wondered if she would ever get the chance. Declan needed to get to the hospital. But things were escalating faster than she anticipated, so she blames what she said next on everyone but her.

"I can see the future!"

She gave the two a minute to let that sink in. She folded her arms over her chest and took in a deep breath. No one knew what she could do and she never wanted it known, for fear that she would be targeted or treated differently. She didn't care about most people, screw them, but she wanted her friends to remain so. "It's only glimpses and only for brief moments, but I can see into the future. I don't know when something will happen, just that it will. It's why I sometimes space out. Pretty crazy, right?"

She continued before protests were made, "I didn't tell you guys because I didn't want to be called crazy. It was stupid, but it was something I'm freaked out about, and you both know it takes a lot to freak me out. Plus, with the recent disappearance and the murder, I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself than already. The authorities hate me as it is, could you imagine if they found out I had this power?"

She could and it didn't end well for her. "So now that I spilled, what the fuck is going on with your hands? And why the fuck were we put in this fricken' goose chase to find you?" She said to Declan and Jenna respectively.