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Happy International Women's Day to all the fabulous female Gm's and Rpers out there
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Bond, James Bond, 007. You can never be replaced and will be deeply missed sir. RIP Connery 😭
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Major Congrats to all my peeps in The Walking Dead - We have reached the 5 year strong milestone!!! HOLY SHIT!
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If things get real bad and you have to resort to cannibalism remember: Vegans first, they are the closest thing to grass fed.
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March didn't come in like a lion... It came in like a T-Rex with PMS, and hemorrhoids, wearing barbed wire undies....
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✾ 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚊
Keep moving forward ۩
⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned.
Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.
⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.
Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."
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"Good. As long as you give us no trouble, you will get none in return," Kyra stated flatly as she released her grip on the hilt of her blade and stepped over to the fire. Sitting down and pulling her pack in front of her. Taking out a water skin she drank was left in it before heading over to the door and stepping out; hang it up on a nail to refill from the down pouring rain. With as much water that was pouring from the sky that day, there was no reason for anyone to not have the water they needed.
Sitting back down she watched him and the crazy new companion of hers. She couldn't help but smirk a bit. The woman may be all cards but one short of a deck but she was actually proving to be rather entertaining. She had to agree with the woman, everything smelled or seemed rotten. She wasn't exactly sure what else to say at that point. That was until the new comer addressed her and asked what she was doing out there.
"Why she is out here I have no idea. As for me. I am scouting ahead for my traveling companions. They should be here within the hour," she said quickly as she pulled out some dried fruit and looked at him. She normally wouldn't tell people anything about what she was up to but with everything that was happening today, she was not about to let him think that her and tweedle crazy pants were the only two near. Reaching over she held out a small pack of the fruit for him and gestured for him to take it.
Location: Outside Grimm High School Gym Interacting With: @Charnobylisk
"Ashley, you know I would never joke about something like this or even be a part of something so vile and twisted," Marc said as she pushed him away and started rambling about how it had to be a bad joke and that it wasn't funny. It wasn't funny, not in the slightest. The fact that she had even insinuated that he would even be associated with such a prank stung, bad. Marc had always tried to be the most upstanding person he could be. Even in high school. He never lashed out at people, sure he pulled a prank or two but they were like the calls the two had just made to Kai and Ada, never anything that could ever cause any harm. Hell he wouldn't even clear wrap a toilet because he didn't want people to stain their clothing because of back splash.
He knew she didn't mean it and that she was just reacting because of what happened but it didn't make it hurt any less. Sighing as she took the call and then flung her phone away from her he stepped to her side and knelt down next to her. His arms slipped around her and he pulled her close to him, tucking her head under his chin as he ran his fingers through her hair for a brief moment. Normally he would have kept a loose enough grip so she could push away if she wanted but not this time. He held her close as he slipped an arm beneath her knees and picked her up gently, cradling her in his arm before making his way to side door of the gym.
He knew the paparazzi would be out and about and he didn't want them to get any photos of her like this. Slipping inside he made his way to the coaches office and sat down on the couch, keeping her close to him as she cried. He didn't know what to say right then but he knew she needed to get it out. She had never been good at shoving down her feelings to process them later. It always came out in the heat of the moment. At least now no one would see her tears or hysterics.
Tim sighed as Riley confirmed his fears by her reaction of the dress. He wasn't joking, why did people always think he was joking when it came to serious matters? He didn't know how to handle things like this, crying women was not his forte. Hell it was probably on the top of list "I suck at reacting to" list.
Cynthia on the other hand, well she wasn't good at it, but she knew the feeling.
"Hey, Strawberry Shortcake. Why are you calling her that? Because she smells like strawberries and she's short right now. You really have a twisted mind. Takes one to know one. Riley, it's okay. You didn't do it. I didn't do it. We didn't do it. That's what I said. Not clear enough. And you are making this any easier? Maybe not but at least I know what I am talking about. Well if you know then I know. I am not too sure about that. You know what? What? Neither am I. Stars? Yeah, more stars. Always the stars. Why is it the stars? I dunno. People like stars? Do they? Why wouldn't they? Well if they did would the stars keep going out? I guess not. See, told you. So you did. Understood? Understood."
Tim looked at Cynthia like she had gone mad, well she had but more so than usual. Perking a brow he looked over to her. "What on earth are you going on about with stars? These aren't stars they are people!" he snapped. Cynthia rolled her eyes and ran over to the table which held memories from the year they all graduated and grabbed one of the old annuals on the table. Rushing back over to him she flipped through the pages and then shoved the book at him.
"See, stars!" she said proudly.
In the annual was all the senior superlatives. There was a group shot with all of them together, surrounding the picture in the annual was tons of stars. The caption - Shooting stars burn the brightest. So far everyone that had died was a member of said picture.
Okay folks, we have hit day 4 on the last WN counter - this is a quick reminder (and my last of this sort) to those that have not posted since it went up - You only have 3 days left to post.
Those that have posted since the WN went up - remember your counter now is determined by your last IC post. So make sure you don't run out of time.
The WN's will not determine when your next post is to come - your last post does. The WN was only put into play for that one post so start everyone over on an even playing field.
Things within the wall are calm; well as calm as they can be - that is except for in the operating room where the sisters are. Maria isn't doing well; something is wrong. She is having a hard time breathing and is going pale. The blood is beginning to flow once again, soaking the bandages that are wrapped around the remaining stump of her limb just below the shoulder.
Seems LLA is rearing her ugly head this round. I guess it was bound to happen. It's been what? A whole 30 minutes in RP since someone bit the big one? Yeah, one of you is in trouble. Seems there is a running theme with LLA recently. You see, the fire is getting some of the Walkers attention but not all of them. You all have still a decent amount to deal with as you try to get further north; to the walls you hope are there. As you are traveling north up Smokey Rd things get complicated and before you know it a Walker has taken a bite out of one of you - on your left hand. Sophia - you're screwed. Haul asses people before it gets any worse!
Zoie nodded and headed back into the courthouse. Rummaging a little bit of food and water to take to Richard. Stepping into the room she smiled as she saw him resting and set the bottle of water and the few rations for him in the chair next to him. Her fingers ran lightly through his hair before slipping back out of the room. She knew he needed rest and right now was perhaps the first time anyone had had a chance to actually close their eyes all day. She knew work needed to be done but with his injuries it would only make things go slower at that point.
Stepping out she grabbed a rifle and some ammo before stepping over to Ash. "Boss, I'sa gonna take a walk up to the inner wall and make a post until sunset to help Mr. James keep an eye out. Be really thankful if yous be sendin' someone to takes over once ya can." Smiling she turned and made her way through the courthouse and outside.
Wandering through the streets she stepped over the remaining corpses that were lining the road, some of the people of Newnan starting to gather up the remains of the hell they had just been through. It would be a long day and night before the roads were fully cleared out. Heading to the front of the inner wall she grabbed the ladder and scaled up to the top where an outlook was. Taking a seat she kicked her feet up as she rested the rifle in her lap and her eyes scanned the surrounding area. There were walkers about but she wasn't going to waste ammo right then nor make any noise to draw more attention their way. Hopefully they would start to clear out so there wouldn't be as many later on to clear out.
Astrid looked at the two once they were situated before edging her horse forward once again. At Neisha's words about her horse she smirked a bit as she picked up the pace. "I'm from Minnesota, was down here for the Ren Faire. He comes with me wherever I travel. Just happened to be with me when Ragnarok started," she explained.
When Bridgette came up to them she glanced to her out of the corner of her eye, she could let her companion do the talking now. The fire was working to keep the Walkers distracted but the fire also got the attention of Walkers from the other side of the street and Astrid grumbled under her breath as she drew her sword from its sheath and motioning towards Bridgette to some that were coming up. There were about a dozen at this point coming from one side of the road. It wasn't horrid, they had dealt with worse but this wasn't exactly the moment she wanted to deal with it; granted that was not a choice she got to make. She had to deal with.
Pulling Edgar to a halt she dismounted and popped her neck, pulling the shield from her back and readying herself. Normally she would just speed off on her horse with Bridgette but now they had three more people - two on her steed alone between being on the back of the saddle and the wagon. It wasn't that he couldn't handle it but he would be less maneuverable and she wasn't about to risk her horse for some skinny bitches she didn't know.
Stepping forward she raised her shield, driving a pair of walkers back before her sword came about and cleaning decapitated both of them. Two thrusts later on the remaining gnawing heads stopped moving. Before she knew it her eyes widened as she watched the girl that was in the back of the wagon have a Walker lay into her hand.
"Son of a bitch! Someone, hold her still!" Astrid said as she rushed over, thrusting her sword through the offending walkers skull and kicking him away from Sophia. "Hold her I said, put that fucking arm out," she said as she sheathed her sword and pulled out her axe, readying herself to cut the girls hand off at the wrist.
@Salrynn Know you had a busy week but you have been on and posting recently. You are on day 11 in this rp since a post. You have 24 hours from now or are removed from this rp. No further extensions will be granted.
[color=lightgray][table][row][/row][row][cell][right][h3][b][sub][color=a2d39c]✾ 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚊[/color][/sub][/b][/h3][sup][color=lightgray]Keep moving forward ۩[/color][/sup][/right][b][color=a2d39c]⚘ A Brief History[/color][/b]
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[sub][i]I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned.
Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.[/i][/sub]
[color=a2d39c][b]⚘ Looking Inside[/b][/color]
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[sub][i]This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.
Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."[/i][/sub]
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[list][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91786-the-walking-dead-year-three/ooc]The Walking Dead - Year Five: Part 3[/url][list][*] Group RP[*] 5+ Years Strong[/list]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013216]Operation Alternative[/url][list][*] Private 1x1 [*] 2 Years Strong[/list]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013217]Special Delivery: Wyoming Territory[/url][list][*] Private 1x1[*] 1+ Year Strong[/list]
[*] Interning In The 'Moonshine'[list][*] Private 1x1[*] 10+ Months[/list][/list][/hider]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
[center][sup][color=a2d39c][b]Resources and Tutorials[/b][/color][/sup]
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[list][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162563-articles-and-guides-index/ooc#post-4265482]Articles And Guide Index[/url][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/164555-a-welcome-to-rpg-navigating-the-forum/ooc]Navigating The Forum[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91296-rpers-guide-to-etiquette/ooc]Role Players Guide To Etiquette[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/126310-the-beginners-guide-to-role-play/ooc]Beginners Guide To Role Play[/url][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175127-staying-true-to-character/ooc]Staying True To Character[/url][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175139-developing-true-romance/ooc]Developing True Romance[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/127735-gming-101/ooc]GMing 101[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/139808-gming-201-randomization-world-narratives-lla/ooc]Gming 201[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/137477-lady-as-templates-for-use/ooc]Pre-Coded Templates[/url][/list]
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[list][*] [@Dragoknighte]
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[list][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5012946]Mausoleum Of Machinations - 1x1[/url]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/180079-catacomb-of-characters/ooc]Catacomb Of Characters - CS's[/url]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162963-the-weekend-conversation/ooc]RPGN's Interview with Mwah[/url][list][*] When I was Lady Amalthea[/list]
[*] [url=https://twitter.com/GroovyBruce/status/1221142970906185728]Bruce Campbell Tweets Me![/url][/list][/hider]
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><font color="lightgray"><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"></tr></thead><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-right"><div class="bb-h3"><span class="bb-b"><sub><font color="#a2d39c">✾ 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚊</font></sub></span></div><sup><font color="lightgray">Keep moving forward ۩</font></sup></div><span class="bb-b"><font color="#a2d39c">⚘ A Brief History</font></span><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br>	<sub><span class="bb-i">I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned. <br><br>	Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.</span></sub><br><br><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">⚘ Looking Inside</span></font><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br>	<sub><span class="bb-i">This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.<br><br>	Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."</span></sub><br><div class="bb-center">━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━</div></td><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.ibb.co/QYggqDd/sucbio2.png" /><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><sup><span class="bb-i"><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font> The first step is scary. <font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font> <br><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font> Take it anyway. <font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font></span></sup><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">Current Roleplays</span></font></sup></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name=""> [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91786-the-walking-dead-year-three/ooc">The Walking Dead - 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