Lady Absinthia

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@Lucius Cypher Awesome, will be able to get us a bit of a time skip in and push this baby forward now!!!!

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@Lucius Cypher Been holding so you could post since you're the only one that hadn't this round, lol No worries, once you do I'll skip us forward.

The Expendables - Team 2

Added in our informant to the CS tab, others will be added along the line. Soon as a couple more cs's are in we will begin this whirl wind comedy testosterone injected adventure.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@Lucius Cypher You're on day 6 since you posted, you need to get a post in post haste. (Profile denotes you've been plenty active.)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Zoie Crawford

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Location: Infirmary
Interacting With: Dat Country Spirit, @Nallore @Sigil, @Charnobylisk

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Zoie let out a sigh of relief as she was ushered into the building and the man she hadn't yet met told people to start baring up the place. Looking over to Richard as she lay down Leann she smiled a bit. She owed him one. He had not only gotten both of them out of there but helped her get the fallen woman inside before she could be eaten. He had points in her book. He seemed rough around the edges but who wasn't these day; he seemed okay but only time would tell. Ruffling her hair she rolled her shoulders back a bit and then it happened.

The women, one after another, started laying into Richard. Seemed they knew him and they were not happy to see him. Fucking hell this was not what anyone needed right now. As Zoie stood there mouth agape she laid eyes on the man that was tied up and narrowed them. Now that was a real threat but there was no way anyone was going to listen to her while they were tearing into Honkey Tonk. Time to end this. Cracking her knuckles she looked over towards Lorna and then she moved.

Three long strides and she ducked low, her arms wrapping around the Marines waist as her head collided with her gut, sending both of them flying back and pinning the woman against the wall with the force. Her arms quickly unlocking from behind her waist and righting herself as she took as a defensive stance. She doubted the woman was going to take the body check well but at least she was off Richard for the time being. "Yer madder than drop kicked hornets nest woman, calm yer own titties!"

Lorna looked utterly demented at this point. Blood, sweat and spit dribbled down her chin and face as she beared her teeth at Zoie. No one was stopping her right now. She had payback to distribute. She swung her right fist at Zoie's left cheek and jabbed her left fist at her ribs. Zoie quickly raised her arm and swung it back, blocking the swing at her cheek, her arm wrapping around to keep it back but the jab connected with her ribs. She grunted slightly as her body arched with the fist connection; woman hit like a hammer and the wind was nearly knocked out of her. Zoie was glad she hadn't taken a fresh hit and that the woman was worn down some from beating on Richard plus everything else. They weren't going to get anywhere with this.

Zoie took a breath and grabbed Lorna by the shoulder, taking a half turn and planting her foot behind the woman. She chucked her back just slightly before she jumped up and and spun around. The hell off her boot connecting with her sternum and driving the woman back, ass to the floor and sliding back until she stopped at the feet of the sisters. Last thing she wanted was to kick the woman the way she did but this shit had to stop. "Keep her back or' next time I really drive into her ass," she quickly barked at the two other women.

Looking over to Richard she quickly grabbed a towel and dropped to a knee next to him, placing it against his face. What the hell had just happened. She shot the women a look and then in turn shot him one. "I dun know what you did to rile up that firecracker but I gotta think it was something bad. You stay down for now, understand? Good," she quickly said before standing up and turning around. She wasn't about to get blind sided once the Marine caught her breath.

Zoie couldn't believe what was going on; granted she wouldn't hold it against any of them. Bless their hearts. Things had hit the fan and it seemed like everyone was on edge; hell even she was. Was to be expected and from what she could gather so far things were going about as rotten as they could be for the city of Newnan. She'd seen this type of fall out before, several times. Each one had their own start but they all ended the same way; shit went to hell from the inside out. Right now they didn't need that. So was time to do do what her mama had taught her to do when times got tough. You dug deep and summoned your country spirit to get shit back in order.

Sure she was new there and probably had no right to go barking orders about or making demands or really saying anything at that point to any of them because, well she didn't know any of them but Froggy. But it was better to ask forgiveness than permission. They were good people weren't they? They'd forgive her right? That or hang her out to dry but she'd risk it because well, she wasn't one to be quiet. Placing her fingers to her lips she let out an ear piercing whistle to get everyone's attention. Froggy would know what whistle meant, meant she was about to start a preachin'; soapbox or no soap box.

"Now, everyone put on yer' breaks and take a deep breath. Shit been hittin' the fan and going as wonky as a cat jumping out of a bath but hey, we gots us some bigger problems than the personal type. Right now there be a bunch of deadies that would like to turn us into an all ya could eat buffet and well damn it I didn't bring no catfish and hush puppies for this fry," she called out in that thick country twang of hers and well hers got thicker the longer she was talking. Like the Holy Spirit of Hillbilly Hell had invaded her and she was speaking tongues. She stood there between Richard and the rest of the group, holding her hands out. "Just calm it down."

"Now, ya'll been through the wringer, bless yer hearts I can see that; plain as day it is but let me tell ya something. What you been through ain't nothing compared to the storm that's a comin'. See that guy there," she said pointing over to the captive that was shackled to the banister. "That boy there be from Eden. Now, Eden a nasty place, run by a man named Adamm. Real shit fucker the likes I doubt you ever done seen. I pray you haven't cause well he makes them old internet porn searches for double dutchin' midgets in chains looks like a church social. They be the ones you need to be worried about, hell them Eaters outside be a nicer death. And if that was y'all's first dealing with them, that just means a'nother be coming soon. So stuff it like a turkey on Thanksgiving."

The man sat there with a grin on his face a mile wide and Zoie just couldn't take the looks of the man right then. "Pardon me," she said as she stepped over to him and spun hooked the man so hard that when her heel hit the side of his head it bounced off the banister before his body went limp. "He'll wake up in a few hours, none of ya worry but anyways. Where was I?" she said ruffling her hair.

"Oh ye, now I see you all got problems. Especially you girls with Honkey Tonk. Now I am damn sure they be some things you all gotta work out because well devil ya know is better than the devil ya don't know. Now, you don't worry about him. I'm sure he be right sorry for what he done and if he ain't well.. Ain't nothin' to be done about it right now. So y'all just steer clear of him and he be steering clear of you. We got people picking off people with long range sniper rifles, Froggy having to do surgery on another, Walkers up and down the streets and no telling how many more of them Eden folks within the walls right now. So, we're gonna work together fer now and deal with the rest of the shit when we have time for because right now ain't no body got time for the personal shit," she said as she looked between the women and Richard.

Stepping back over to Richard she looked the man in the eye and tilted her head to the side slightly as she knelt down in front of him. "When things be done calmed down you and me gonna have a talk Honkey Tonk. I owes you a solid for carrying my ass back there and helping me get that woman inside before any of them Biters took a chunk out of me or her. What you were or whatever probably won't fly in these parts but honey, I'm gonna help yer butt. You go, I go. No body need be alone in this world but yousa gonna have to make things right when them ladies. See I own that one there as well," she said pointing towards Lorna.

"She got Froggy to safety and well that is as good as becoming my sister. So I got both hers and yer backs now. Don't make me have to chose. You know how much Froggy means to me, we already had that talk Honkey Tonk. I'd like to get to know ya better if ya catch me drift, so play nice. Them be good folks, now time to prove you can be too. I know ya can. Bad men don't carry corpses and put their own lives in danger to do so. So, we got an understanding there? Good," she said with a quick nod before turning back to the rest of the group.

"And I do mean that Chick that hits like a hammer," she said rubbing her ribs of bit. "You done right good in my book to save ol' Froggy fer me. Last thing I wanted to do was check you like sum WWE "Rastlin' Mania but right now we gotta focus on the real threat, not something that happened before. Now is what matter." It was odd. She had all the fire that Alicia had, she told it like it was and didn't care whose toes she was stepping on. Yet in the same breath she had the leadership of Leann, she knew how to take charge and make a point to get the job done. Might be the country way; you know duct tape and WD40 but it worked and it was time to get things to work. Least before the sun dropped, streets needed to be cleared if anyone could get some sleep tonight. Sleep would come hard enough for most of them she suspected.

"Now, we need teams. Two secure the building, make sure all windows and doors are shut and secure. Make sure nothing is gettin' in we don't want here. We another up in the tower with Mr. James," she quickly started before looking up the stairwell. "Ya hear that Mr. James? Gonna be sending up another to keep ya company and help you pick off the danger spots for us," she yelled quickly.

"Rest of us, gather what ammo we got, sharp instruments and we are gonna have to plow the fields like they ain't seen a plantin' season in sometime. If ya can't handle it, stay inside with Froggy and keep him safe. Doctors is hard to come by, surgeons even more so," she said turning her attention to Ash. He seemed to be the one in charge even though for a moment there he looked like he was going to fall apart before the look slipped away.

"Now listen, I know I shouldn't be barkin' order like a dog but just my nature when things get out of hand. You want to take me out to the woodshed later and tan my hide so be it but shit need to be done and you look like you had a bad day. So take a switch to my backside later al'right?" she quickly added.

"Now git y'all, time to be jumpin'. Can't like it or hate it, don't matter long as wel come out alive. Honkey Tonk, you're with me."

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The once beautiful greens were nothing but brown straw at this point and all that remained of the once high society paradise was the Clubhouse; itself nothing of its former glory. On the outside it did indeed still look as if time had just stopped but inside it had been reworked into a den of horrors. There was a front room, a greeting location that was still held to be what it once was. That is where they went to begin. To begin to be brought into the fold. Each stage they went further and further and further. There were different routes each could take, like a fun house. Those easiest to break went through the most wonderful of experiences but if you were strong you were taken through the nine circles of hell.

• First Circle (Limbo)
• Second Circle (Lust)
• Third Circle (Gluttony)
• Fourth Circle (Greed)
• Fifth Circle (Anger)
• Sixth Circle (Heresy)
• Seventh Circle (Violence)
• Eighth Circle (Fraud)
• Ninth Circle (Treachery)

There was a punishment for each circle, the sooner you broke the better because if you got through all nine levels there was a special level, one reserved for child molesters and people who talk in the theater. The man at the heart of this hell looked at this place as his paradise and he was referred to as Adamm. Not much was known of the man before he erected his Garden but what is known is that he is ruthless and knows how to gather followers. Before the outbreak there were always people that wished to use religion as a reason or an excuse for what they did and what others did. He still did. Those type of people still existed even now and he knew how to bring them to the light.

"Father, it is done," a wiry man who seemed to thin even for this world with bristle like hair and scruff on his chin said as he laid his case down next to the one that called Father. "She crumpled and they will as well."

Thick tendrils of smoke curled up from the cherry at the end of the cigar, wafting their way around his blonde white hair but even with the news he did not look pleased.

"And where are the others?" he asked in a deep gruff voice that sounded like feet being drug over gravel.

"Gone sir, for now. Either dead or captured I would think at this point."

"You don't know? So they could still be alive and within the walls? Giving them information?" he asked calmly as he rolled the cigar around between his thick sausage like fingers. The man he was speaking to swallowed hard at the thought.

"Sir, they would never betray you," he said as he looked down at the floor nervously; seeing the fresh blood stained on the boots of the Father, bits of bone sticking to them. Adamm knew he spoke the truth, his followers would never betray him; fates worse than death awaited if they did. Then the man closed his eyes when something in the back of his mind clicked and the thought was clear as day came flashing across his features.

"Speak it."

"She was there..."

Adamms bushy brow arced over his deep set eyes as he looked at the man, a snear forming on his lips as he leaned forward; one hand clasping over the other after he placed the cigar between his weathered lips. "Are you sure?"

"Yes Father..."

"And you left her there?"

The question barely left the mans lips before a black velvet bag went over his head and he was drug off kicking and screaming and pleading for mercy but mercy did not exist in Eden.

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@Legion02 Nope you're good, thankies ^_^

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

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Claire McManuc

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Location: Cass's Bike --> Tas's PT Cruiser
Interacting With: In Person: @Charnobylisk @lopsided

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Claire perked a brow as she saw Alex pulling his stuff out of Tas's car and then go inside and then come back out. Okay, that wasn't expected. Now no one was driving Tas's car and no one was taking hers and Cass's luggage. She thought for a minute and then just did what Claire always does, she rolls with it and doesn't worry about the consequences. Pulling her set of key out she went through them to see if she did in fact still have it, Tas's spare car key. Granted Claire didn't drive but Tas had given it to her anyways just in case she lost her own. Taking a breath she pulled off the spare helmet and got off the bike, resting it back on the seat.

That's when Didi showed up. Oh god, Didi. She hadn't really had a chance to talk to Didi since that day at the gym after everything that had gone down with Eddie at Ryan's. Since then she had been pretty busy between her sessions with Fletch and with prepping for her finals. Not to mention wigging out like a jackrabbit on crack when Tas vanished. She let out a nervous breath and then smiled over to Didi. "Hey chickadee! You just made it!" she exclaimed in her usual manner. "Didi, this little firecracker is Cass and well Cass, this tall drink of water is Didi," she added introducing the two of them.

"Okay, listen. Tas isn't going it seems," she said quickly as her phone went off and she checked the message. It was from Nat. "Well that explains it..." she muttered under her breath as she looked up at Tas's window and then shoved her phone back into her pocket. She would deal with that later. Shaking off the feeling of wanting to put her fit through a wall, a common feeling for Claire she chuckled slightly.

"And from the looks of it no one else is driving Tas's car, so that leaves our luggage stuck here. So, Cass, you're driving," she said as she reached over and took Cass's hand and dropped the keys into her palm. "Don't worry, I'll deal with Tas later. Best to leave her alone right now," she defended before it even came into question before turning to Didi.

"Coming with us? Three girls in Tas's car, what could go wrong?" she asked before running off and in the back of her mind thinking "everything that's what." Stopping at the car door she motioned quickly for them to follow. "Come on you two, let's get the hell out of dodge. We have trouble to cause! I call shotgun!" she laughed before climbing into the front passenger seat and strapping herself in out of habit. Anytime she was in this car, Tas was driving and that meant like dealing with being a passenger in a Fast and Furious movie.

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@Legion02 How's the post coming? Kind of on hold for several rpers until you do.

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@Charnobylisk LOL Yeah that one was a blast to write.

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@lopsided Well she has Claire and potential awkwardness to deal with anyways, lol