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6 days ago
Current Happy father's day to all the fatherly figures
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24 days ago
Do you prefer to be asked questions about YC and the plot, since it affects both characters, or prefer that nothing is ironed out and both parties do sheets?
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5 mos ago
Disappointed
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8 mos ago
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
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8 mos ago
Sick..ill get caught up as soon as possible

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Hello Everyone. Welcome to my page. Feel free to call me Ms. Winters Or Major Winters. Most people do. I have been with the guild over three years now. I have many RPs and 1x1s. Feel free to take a look. I am 45 (Yes I know I am older than most). I have been happily married for 24 years. I have two gremlins. I love to read. We started a YouTube channel to share our randomness.

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Liz shook her head. "No. I don't think so. Sometimes fate only gives you one chance." Liz told him sadly. She didn't believe in fate or destiny. Yes some things happened for a reason but not everything. She refused to hope that things would change. She accepted that She had only so much control but she wouldn't give up the little she had.

She took one of the fish and picked at it. She was hungry and knew that she had to keep up her strength. But she was worried about all the things she didn't understand. She wanted to help Bastian but How could she if he didn't listen to her? She was worried that she was just making this harder for him. So far she had been nothing but a burden. She wanted to do more. She felt like she should. She had never felt like she had a purpose before so she didn't know what to do about it. All she could do was give Bastian her best.
Roxy felt bad leaving Jess to deal with the man. He was so nervous even she could almost feel his nervousness. But she had to get to work. The job that had to be done would take some time to complete. She hoped that the empath could hand the moron. She knew she didn't have the patience to do it.

"All you need to know is that I am being charged for a buffering and repainting job. You can call me at this number." The man growled. He handed her a business card that had his name and phone number."Make sure that you shred that card." He told her. It was clear he didn't want there to be a record of what was really going on.

Roxy went out and brought the car in. Once it was on the lift she climb out. There didn't appear to be any thing wrong with the car. She popped the hood before closing the door. Then she went over to the shelf and too out a long metal file looking tool.
@King Tai@Raptra@SantosGabriel77@FalkiThomas@Sleeth

Roxy watched to make sure they made it on to the wagon. She breathed a sigh of relief when they didn't. She wasn't worried about the guards identifying the others. She was sure that they had had posters with their faces on it before. They would hide in the shadows until the heat died down. They were more than capable of taking care of themselves. She doubted any of them noticed or cared that she wasn't with them.

She glanced over her shoulder wondering if it would be better to let the guards grab her. She was going to 0ay for failing either way. She sighed and shook her head. She wasn't a coward. She wouldn't take the easy way. She ran into the shadows using her smaller frame to hide from the guards that tried to find her. One of the benefits of only being fibe foot was that she fit into alot of places that others didn't.

Once the guards were out of the alley she climbed to the roof tops. She had to report her failure. It was no one's fault but her own. She silently made her way over the roofs of the buildings. But she didn't head to the slums. No she headed towards the noble district.
Opps... sorry. I forgot that. I will add.

@JImFromTheOfice
Roxy had barely gotten into the shop when she heard someone yelling. She growled under her breath. She wasn't exactly the most social person. She would have preferred to have some time to settle in before dealing with the neighbors but fate had had other plans. She put her kickstand down. For now she would keep her bike in one of the bays. She wouldn't need both right away. Hopefully she could do decent business here.

"You don't have to yell." She told the man. Well he wasn't really a man. At least not by modern standards. Not that she cared. All that mattered to her was that he was mall and in her space. She didn't like people in her space especially without her permission. At barely five foot tall people tended to underestimate her. She glared at the man as she walked towards him.

"Didn't anyone teach you that it was rude to enter into someone's home without knocking?" Roxy asked. Technically they weren't in her home. That was upstairs. But that was beside the point. She didn't know who this man was but she would teach him to respect her if she had to. She pulled one of her many throwing knives. She twirled it between her fingers like a baton.
@Eviledd1984
The two would wander the halls unsuccessfully. There was only two ways to get into the basement. The vents which were too small for the men and the missing stairway. They could jump from the main floor to the basement. It wasn't that far maybe ten or twelve feet. Most of the basement was used as storage. There were props from the drama club and many tools the janitor used. They might be able to create a staircase for the kids but it would be dangerous and unstable. The kids were huddled on the far side of the room. Luckily none of them were hurt but they weren't getting out of the basement without some help.
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