Lady Absinthia

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

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Season: Late Fall/Early Winter
Time Of Day: After Sunrise on the 2nd day
Weather: Storm is setting in, a light sprinkling of broken rain has begun to fall. Only a few drops are making is through the canopy as of yet. The winds have picked up substantially now, whipping things around and picking up light objects that are not grounded; such as tent flaps.
General Ambiance: High Alert
Location: North of Salarn in the region of Gorlf. South west of the Orc Settlement of Yzewz
Setting: Gorlf Northern Territory

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And so it begins. Your camp is situated in the woods far from the line of sight to the road the main group traveled in on. In the center of the camp is the fire, no longer burning but the embers of the wood are still smoldering and glow with heat. Various makeshift places of rest for those that spent the night. Using the fire as the center of your compass - South was the village many of you left from at the 6 o'clock position; the wagon with Cremwise is located to the east at the 3 o'clock position. Krya came back into the camp and is at the 10 o'clock position at the north west side with an arrow knocked into place and her bow raised, pointing towards the tree line; Ash, her Dire Wolf, is standing beside her growling with bared teeth.

You smell the stench of rotting flesh and Orc on the winds before they appear. Then they do. They do not charge but slowly breach the line of trees from the 5 o'clock position to the 12 o'clock position. There are 11 total Orcs and they are set up as follows.

5 - Orc: Priest - War Type - Wielding Hammer, one handed wield
5:30 - Orc: Lancer - Mounted - Long Sword Drawn
6 - Goblin: Alchemist - Unknown Type - Palming an opaque flask
6:15 - Orc: Monk - Hand To Hand Type - Spiked gloves
7 - Orc: Fighter - No Special Type - Great Axe, two handed wield
7:45 - Orc: Archer - No Special Type - Long Bow aimed at Kyra/Ash
8 - Orc: Mage - Glass Cannon Type - Spell at the ready
8:05 - Orc: Fighter - Tank Type - Standing just enough off to the side of 8 to grant a straight line of casting but well enough in front of to be a wall
9 - Goblin: Thief - Unknown Type - Two daggers drawn
10 - Goblin: Fighter - Unknown Type - Whip
11 - Orc: Beastmaster - Mounted on Horse - Two jackals at his side

All Goblins and Magic Using Orcs are in padded leather, Rest are in light armors. These creatures vary in strength but are on a comparable "level" to you all; so this will not be a one hit wonder type of fight. Chose what you attack my their "times" and refer to them as such in your post to cut down on confusion. Use "time" locations to help tell of how you attack. You will control what you attack personally; how they attack you - you may NOT say what attacks anyone else. Now, claim rotation and call number in OOC and then begin. Welcome to Thunderdome.

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

I am currently working on the post for this fight. Now to break down how I run battles in Rp's like this. This first fight is what is known as an "Observation" fight for me. When the post goes up you will first post here in OOC to "claim" your posting position in the rotation. First come first serve this fight only.

If you claim first, you may proceed. If someone claims before you, you must wait for them to post before you do. Once it is your turn in rotation you have 24 hours to post, if you don't post within 24 hours you will be dropped to bottom of the rotation and the next in line can proceed to post.

I will be judging on how you handle this fight. Whether I believe you are using too many attacks per round, if you are over powering your skills and abilities, if you take appropriate damage and so forth.

This fight will determine how much or how little I crack down on future fights. Better you do the more I loosen the reigns, more out of line you go the more I pull on the choke chain. Really it is as simple as that.

Remember to follow what you have on your cs, both for skills and character personality. Also remember this is DnDesque, this is not DnD lore. So those books, websites, numbers and such when used to argue what is and is not allowed truly mean Jack and shit here. Save your breath.

Post will be up soon, read it carefully, read this carefully, check your cs carefully and let the games begin.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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A Night To Remember, yeah, that was what we called it. Our theme for the Prom. We had no idea just how true those words would become. The prom was held in the gym. That's how it was done in smaller towns. We decorated it with streamers and balloons and all that stuff you can pick up at Party City. We had a local garage band playing sets with a DJ throwing out the some music when the band took breaks or if people wanted to hear something the band didn't know. The entire graduating class was there, dolled up for the evening. Couples danced together during the slow songs while the wall flowers sat there awkwardly off to the side at the tables scattered around or on the bleachers. Cliques were huddled together gossiping and patting each other on the back. You know, it was your typical Prom. That was until everything changed and it truly became A Night To Remember.

"Yes, I have the envelope. Is it time for that already? Okay, get the band to finish the set and I'll announce it," Ada said, speaking to one of the members of the Prom Committee she was head of. Ada, involved in everything as per usual. It didn't surprise anyone when she was elected head of the Prom Committee. She was pretty much friends with everyone. If she wasn't friends with them she at least knew who they were. She was one of the few that was able to bip between the cliques and not get bullied about it. She was just one of those people.

"Alright, I'll be right back," Ada said with that bright smile of hers as she leaned up and pressed her lips softly to Kai's.

"You two are disgustingly cute," Marc chuckled as he elbowed Kai in the ribs slightly once Ada had walked off. Marc didn't mean anything cruel by his jabbing at Kai, he meant well.

Duty called. Gathering the folds of her ebony silk and satin gown in her fingers she walked over to the stage that had been constructed for the night and made her way up the stairs as the band wound down. Stepping over to the mic, she tapped it a few times with her free hand as she pulled out the sealed envelope from her small clutch.

"Evening Grimm High School!" she said in a chirpy voice as she smiled. "It's hard to believe that the year is pretty much over and done with. Tonight is the last night that the entire class will be together other than graduation; after which we will will begin the next chapter in our lives. Some of us will move far away and maybe never look back. Some of us will remain and begin our adult lives right here at home. Either way, tonight will be a night for all of us to remember. We will remember the smiles and the laughter; the loves and the heartbreaks. Somethings we will try to forget, somethings we will wish we could still hold on to as the memories fade; like the way Mr. Black does knee slides down the hall before a prep rally," she said with a little bit of a laugh. Mr. Black standing there and striking a rather over exaggerated air guitar.

"Right, is that something we are supposed to want to remember?" she asked playfully.

"You know you kids won't forget me," he laughed.

"Yeah, or the way you and him both seem to wear the same cologne. Od' De' Dank is it?" March said under his breath to Kai with a smirk on his features.

"Right, okay. Time for what you all have been waiting for, drum roll!" Ada said as she undid the wax seal on the envelope. Her smile brightening even more so when she saw the names on the card. "Our Prom King and Queen for the Class of 2006 is Atlas Sterling and Ashley Cunningham!" she announced as the spotlight fell on the two chosen ones.

"Who actually voted that for prick?" Marc grumbled a bit shaking his head.

"Come on you two, get up here!" Ada said as she waved them over to the stage. Once they were there she placed crown on each of their heads. "Our Prom King and Queen everyone!"

Right then was when everything changed. The balloons were released from the net that hung in the rafters of the gym, the floated slowly to the ground below. Ada stood there clapping for the two but the smile on her face slowly faded as something got her attention, her eyes being drawn to the netting. Her happy features faded quickly to ones of horror and disbelief as a blood cuddling scream came from her lips and she stood there shaking, dropping her clutch in the process as she pointed to the netting.

The spotlight quickly moving to where she was pointing. There with her arms and legs tied to the netting was Simone, half of her skull bashed in flat as drying blood sickeningly clung to her face and clothing. Her dead hollow eyes staring blankly before her. The pink lace gown she was dressed in covered in blood. All hell broke loose at that point. Some screaming, some just gasping in shock, even a few threw up right then and there on the floor. Girls clung to their dates and buried their heads trying not to look. Teachers quickly trying to usher everyone out of the gym.

Marc just stood there looking at Simone, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had asked her to prom, she had actually said yes after a lot of protesting. Then when he showed up to get her for the night, she was no where to be found. He figured he had been stood up. No one knew, he hadn't told anyone. It was going to be a surprise. So no one thought anything about it when he showed up stag.

"Kai, get Ada out of here," he said quickly as he began to help usher the rest of his class out of the gym, helping some of them up of the ground as they got knocked down in the middle of the panic.

Cyn just stood there with her arms over her chest looking at the body hanging above her, a few drops of blood dripping down from Simones body and onto the girls arms. "Well, seems she had to crash the party; typical."

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Adelaide Grimaldi

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Location: Bench Outside the Grimm H.S. Gym
Interacting With: With her own memories and thoughts

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Ada shook her head as she pushed the memory of that night from her mind. That had become a night she wished she could forget. The look on Simone's face still had not faded. She remembered it like it was yesterday. That night seemed to be the night that everything fell apart. The town turned from a small little hamlet where everyone trusted everyone into a place where everyone suspected everyone. It wasn't until Cyn was convicted of the murder and carted off to Shady Pines that things finally started to get back to normal but in truth things had never been the same. The murder still had lingering effects on the place, more so now that Cyn had been released after her conviction was overturned.

Ada thought back to the days that followed the prom. The so called investigation. It was a joke. The bat used was kept in the garage of Cyn's home, anyone could have gotten a hold of it. The blood on Cyn, Ada had seen it drop on her. It wasn't there earlier that night. Yeah, Cyn had motive but most everyone did. Even Ada had had run ins with Simone. The dress was one of the big pieces of evidence but Ada knew Cyn; the girl was brash but she wasn't stupid. She never would have used a dress she had been seen wearing just six months ago at Homecoming. It was too obvious.

Ada had been glad that she was moving for college and excited to start the next chapter of her life. She remembered another night. The night Kai had let her go. That night was like the night of prom in a way. One of those she wished she could forget, one of those memories she wished would fade. Kai said he didn't want to hold her back. Setting her free that night though had tethered her to a world of what ifs.

Taking a deep breath she leaned back a bit and pushed another memory out of her mind. It was time to get to work, duty called. Rising from her seat she adjusted her bag on her shoulder and brushed her hair out of her face as she made her way into the gym to meet up with the rest of the group that was in charge of the reunion. There was to be a dinner tonight, a mixer of sorts. Tomorrow a picnic out at the park during the early afternoon after which there would be the annual fall carnival. The next day would be another dinner and a dance. The Reunion Dance was usually held at the Gym but for obvious reasons it would be held at The Grimaldi Manor instead for the class of 2006.

Stepping into the gym, Ada plastered on a smile, refusing to gaze up at the rafters, as she looked around for the rest of the group. No one was there yet, seemed she was the first to arrive this morning. Dropping her bag on the bleachers she decided to go ahead and get to work; pulling out tables and decorations that had been delivered to the gym the night before. It was time to set up. No use waiting around for anyone, they would be there soon enough.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

@hoppiholla391 @foxygen @Salrynn @Charnobylisk @Nallore

Okay, we have begun - Do NOT post in IC until your relation sheet is completed in full and posted beneath your CS!! You need to have that done before you can join into the IC carnage.

Remember - At least 1 post per seven days in IC for each character and two posts between your last post. For those running more than one character, this can get a bit confusing - this means 1 post per character each seven days. This also means 2 posts between a certain character before you can post for that character again. Example - I post for Ada, Char posts for Ash - I cannot post for Ada again until someone else posts but I can post for Marc. Once I post for Marc, then I can make a second post for Ada separately but I cannot make a combined for Marc and Ada. Any questions, just ask.

Now, make sure to take special note of posts in this RP - Clues will be dropped through out the RP as to what actually happened both in present time and flash back posts.

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@SmileyJaws No worries, you will over time.

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@SmileyJaws Okay, all fixed, just quote me and remove the top and bottom quote code. Then copy and paste with a tag to Hushed

Arturs Danilov

Arturs Danilov

"No cash, no hash!"
-Arturs Danilov

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Name:

Arturs Danilov.

Nickname:

Art/Artie

Birth Date:

January/03/1993

Age:

Twenty-Three

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Hetero

Relationship Status:

Single

Occupation:

Drug Dealer

Apartment Number:

I suppose this is up to you.

In Depth Appearance:

Arturs stands in at an average height for the UK (his place of birth), standing at 5ft10. He has a lean, toned build thanks to plenty of physical activity but is not overly muscular. Dirty blonde with hazel/brown eyes is a unusual mixture but one that was bestowed on Arturs when he was conceived. He has a small scar under his left eye, Arturs actually has no idea of the origin of the scar but assumes it was from a heated fight on a night out. The scar itself isn't actually all that noticeable, at least not on first glance.
As an advocate of "Ink not Mink", Arturs himself has a few pieces with plans for more. His left forearm is adorned with a semi-completed half sleeve. The most notable parts being a crown on the inner wrist with the words "Make Me King" placed in single line format underneath.
When it comes to clothing, Arturs seems to wear mostly black and grey, especially for jumpers, hoodies, jackets, jeans and sweatpants. He likes t-shirts that make a bold or outright rude statement because he finds them funny and adores skate shoes, they seem to be the only footwear he actually wears. From his rebellious adolescent years, Arturs has a few scars from where piercings closed up, mainly a medusa and nose ring. Arturs has a small 12mm plug which he still wears in his left ear.

M Y Q U I R K S

Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Smoker
• Paces a lot (mainly when angry, worried, in deep thought)
• Cracks knuckles
• Always taps or raps fingers/knuckles when music is playing
• Distrusting of all new acquaintances until they prove otherwise, no exceptions.

Hobbies:

• "City is my Gym"
• Horticulture
• Cooking
• Guitar

Likes:

• The Great Outdoors
• Good food
• Snowboarding
• Weed
• Coca-Cola (a bit too much)

Dislikes:

• People being leeches
• Being two-faced
• Bullies
• Fish
• Smelly cheese

Fears:

• Afraid of being alone
• Afraid of failure
• Afraid of drowning

Personality:

♦ Trustworthy ♦ Distrusting ♦ Thoughtful ♦ Temperamental ♦

Arturs is a modest individual who doesn't enjoy blowing his own horn and can even be made to feel rather uncomfortable when receiving praise. His anger issues are out shined by his thoughtful, modest, trustworthy and self-sacrificing character but this doesn't mean you want to get on the wrong side of him. When pushed, Arturs is vicious and calculated believing revenge is a dish best served cold and has a "no fucks given" attitude to exacting his revenge. On a whole however (especially when he is stoned) Arturs is a delight to be around and will do his best to accommodate others.
Arturs distrust of new acquaintances stems from previous house-sharing situations where roommates have stolen from him but also to his upbringing.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

History:

Arturs was born in Poland to a Father and Mother with state jobs. At age 7, while he never found out what was going on, it seemed like his parents lives were crashing down around them. Next thing he knew they were moving, not just to a new city but a whole new country. London, England is where Arturs considers himself to be from considering he spent much of his life there and there isn't much left to indicate he was from anywhere else. Brought up on a rough estate in South-East London, life was rarely easy. Particularly in his adolescent years where there was a lot of trouble with school and police.
Arturs left school at sixteen, shortly after his GCSE's and spent next four years surfing couches and putting rent sums together (often by selling Cannabis, Hash and the occasional pill) after having been kicked out by his parents. Four years of hard work and plenty of grinding late, Arturs made a life changing decision and upped and moved to the States, three years on we arrive here...

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M I S C .

Extra:

Don't think I have a favorite.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

Okay, have all my relations done except for @hoppiholla391 - need a pm so we can work those out.

Speed Dating: Pezula

I want immediate mod deletes on all cs reserve spots within the next hour - that was for gm and cogm only!

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

@foxygen More than welcome and welcome to the forum!
We have a chat room for those that are part of Rps I host - us19.chatzy.com/87978308412594#0 - feel free to join us. Warning, we're weird. Use your forum name so we know who you are.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

@foxygen Oh this is an interesting take. Go ahead and move him over to the CS tab and then give the rest of the crew a pm so you can work out your relation sheet. Looking forward to having you along on this murderous journey.