Lady Absinthia

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Charnobylisk You can post for froggy since it is two posts since your last post (character wise)

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@POOHEAD189 @DizzyIsabella - Okay, you two are the only ones that have not posted since the last W.N., so the group is waiting on you. Xtreme and I need you two to post since action was giving in the last W.N. to every character.

The Altenian Nexus - Accepting

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Silvia Adenias

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Location: The MOR

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Silvia sat at her post and rubbed her temples. The schedules that Tristan had set up, while all within GTC regulations, were just ridiculous. How in the world was anyone supposed to have any time to actually let their minds and body rest. It was a complete mess to her and she sat there reworking them as best she could with the limited staff that the tower had.

Then the alarms went off and her head snapped up as she looked over towards Craig. Craig rising from his seat and heading over to the monitors. "Fucking hell! Incoming! Ship jump from Maflecx 12, what the fuck! That wasn't on schedule until tomorrow."

"Power up the crystal drive," Silvia said as she slid forward in her seat.

"Yours isn't installed yet and it will take at least a few minutes that we don't have to get another crystal up here and powered up," Craig said as he scanned the monitors. He was in a bit of a panic. The ship was going to break atmo in ninety seconds and if something wasn't done it would crash; either into the tower or into the city in the valley near by.

"Craig, kick out that glass," she said as she rose from her seat and took a step forward, pointing towards the view ports at the front of the MOR that let them see the surrounding area.

"What?" he asked confused as hell by that request.

"Kick out that glass," she repeated in a flat tone and gave him a look that clearly spoke volumes that she wasn't going to explain herself. "Now!" she barked and Craig moved, shattering the glass. Silvia wasted no time as she climbed over the console and stood in the opening, looking down at the drop below her and the ground that was fifty stories below.

Looking up at the sky she could see where the ship was starting to tear through the atmosphere and swallowed hard. This was going to hurt, a lot. Taking a deep breath her eyes focused on the incoming ship, slowly they glazed over to look like cloudy glass. It was a side effect of using a Talent that some had but it didn't show up often now that Talents had learned to use crystals to enhance their abilities. It usually occurred when a Talent had to tap further down into their mind to work. Without a crystal to aid in the catch it was not too shocking that it was happening but then again, Talents usually didn't catch ships without aid anymore.

The winds kicked up around the tower and Silvia's hair moved as she stood there gripping the edge of the frame where the glass once was. Seeing what she was doing Craigs mind finally figured it out. It was easier to use a talent when there was nothing between you and the target, the glass was not much but it was a hindrance. No one really thought about it though since the drives were there these days so it more than compensated.

The ship ripped through the atmo and headed right for the tower. Craig freezing in place as he watched, there really wasn't anything anyone else could do. Time seemed to tick by slowly as the ship got closer and closer to the tower, not seeming to slow down in its decent. That was until it finally jarred to a halt within 200 meters of the tower. Craig blinked, rubbing his eyes slightly as a voice crackled in over the com.

"Mother fucker! Nice catch!" a voice said from the transport ship.

"You all okay in there?" Craig asked quickly.

"Yeah, a little shook up and I need to change my shorts but we're good. Have Tristan drop the catch and I can fly us down to the docks, gonna need some repairs after that little adventure," the man said, rubbing his face as he tried to catch his breath.

"Not Tristan but got it," Craig quickly replied before looking over to Silvia. Her eyes clearing up as she released the catch and stumbled. Craig moving to catch her and sit her back in the chair quickly. She didn't say anything, just sat there staring blankly at the floor as blood trickled from her nose and ears.The alarms still blaring but Craig wasn't paying attention enough to order them to be shut off.

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The Pilot

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Ragari sat there and eyed Fisher, shaking his head a bit. "Yeah, yeah. I know the drill. Fine, fine, I'll pilot that ass but you mark my word, that woman will cause more trouble than you are ready to handle," he growled before spitting on the ground at Fishers feet and turning a bit. Lacing his fingers together behind his head she laid down on his bunk and stared at the ceiling.

"Just let me know when I need to fly, till then I could use a meal. Fangorian tresh sounds really damn good about now," he said with a slight smirk as he thought to himself. Yeah, it would suck piloting for that man but it was better than dealing with loosing his license. He had worked for Tristan before and knew what he was getting into, but he also knew how to stroke that mans ego. Maybe this was just the break he needed plus if he was stuck on this planet for a bit he could find a way to get back at Silvia for turning down his advances. That thought alone just made this entire ordeal well worth his time.

He perked a brow as the alarms went off through out the tower and then laughed. "Seems she is already causing problems," he laughed before closing his eyes.

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The Docks

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Once Craig had gotten all the information from the Heads of the departments he had handed them over to Silvia. The woman wasted no time in getting anyone that had been on shift more than eighteen hours off for the next twenty four. The staff rotating out quickly in the various areas of the Tower. It wasn't unusual for Talents to pull shifts that were well over forty-eight hours. Their abilities made it a tad easier to function for such long periods of time. That being said Silvia didn't like to have people working more than eighteen at a time without a break. People got tired, they got frustrated, they got bored. She felt it was better to split up the down time a bit more so people could unwind. Even if it was only for a few hours. Made for an overall better work environment.

Down in the Docks proper the staff flipped out for fresher faces and it seemed that people were rather confused by all the changes. Tristan didn't care if they had been working a few hours or a few days. Once it was explained that another T1 was in the tower now they just kind of ran with it. Better to take advantage of the situation now because most were sure that as soon as Tristan was back in the MOR that it would go back to the status quo of sucking.

In the confiscated ship the repairs were going well enough, minus the crystal drive they were waiting on to get there later in the day from Earth. That was until the alarms went off and everyone froze, that couldn't have been good.

🦄 The Best Exotic

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Claire, Murphy & Desh

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Location: Hotel Shikha
Interacting With: @Charnobylisk @POOHEAD189
Time/Date: Evening/August 1st, 2016

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Everything was going swimmingly during the fight. The McManus Siblings have a little more fun than they really had a right to but then again it was the first time they had been able to have a brawl together since before Murphy had moved out to India. It was truly a bonding moment between the two, always had been for the entire family. Granted that didn't stop Murphy from smiling over as Cass jumped in and giving the lass a bit of a cheeky wink as he picked up one man by the collar and tossed him onto the stage. He was rather shocked when he saw Alc getting involved, figuring the man would just either sit and watch or head out to the van.

"Should have brought you out drinking sooner Alc," Murphy chuckled before finally grabbing Claire as she knelt down and pummeled the face in of one patron. "Alright, alright, enough Claire. You ain't getting paid for this fight," he said as she took a swing at him and knocked her own brother on his ass. Murphy just sat there rubbing his jaw and laughing as she turned on her heels and as quick as the fight had started she was done with it and in the van outside waiting to go back to the hotel.

"Damn right hook of hers," he laughed as he stood up and dusted himself off. Wasn't the first time he had been decked by her, would not be the last. Shaking his head he stepped over a few bodies as they lay there groaning and grabbed Desh by the wrists; slowly pulling him out from under the table. The man still didn't stir. "Jesus, Mary, And Joseph... Alc, give him a hand hauling his butt to the van would ya?" he said as he got one of Desh's arms over his shoulder and then looked over to Cass.

"Now I see why me sis likes you so much, you fight like family," he said with a wiry grin as he hefted Desh up and waited for Alc to give him some help carrying out their inebriated friend.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Cynthia McMillan

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Location: The Gym

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Tim was about to answer Jacob when Riley came back and at least partly answered it for him. "Atlas, he was the third," Tim added as he stood there and eyed Jacob. "Well that is good, that you weren't here. Just will need some proof is all. You know, ticket stubs or something that show when you came into town and such. That way I can scratch you off of the suspect list," he said, not really sure if he should buy it that Jacob wasn't in town until not.

Cynthia said there and grinned as she leaned forward. "Atlas? Yeah Atlas. Wow. I know! I wonder if my pretty picture survived. I dunno maybe they made a new picture. They who? You know who. I do. Yes you do. Are you sure? Yes I am sure. Then why am I not sure? Beats me. If I beat you then I beat me. I guess that's right. I know that's right. That would look odd. I dunno, they pulled it off well in Fight Club. Hey, rule one! Rule one? You know.... Rule one! Oh right, first rule of fight club is we don't talk about fight club! You just broke rule one and rule two. What was rule two? Same as rule one. Then why do they have it down twice? Because, ti say it twice! But if we aren't supposed to talk about it, why have a rule about it? So you don't talk about it. That makes no sense. What do you mean? Well if I have to say the rule then I am talking about it aren't I? Um... See... Well fuck me. No thank you. Bitch."

Another rant from Cynthia that made Tim's head spin and he said a little prayer to himself that either Riley would take the woman out of there for the night quickly or that Marc would get back over to them so he could run. He was starting to get a headache.

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Marc Tender

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Location: Coaches Office Grimm H.S. Gym

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Marc looked at her oddly as she pulled away from him, she had never pulled away from him before. At least not like that. It hurt that she would jump like that from him. He had never done anything in his life to make a person want to jump like that, especially not her. Tilting his head to the side at her whispered question he shook his head a bit and stepped away from her. Wandering over to the couch and sitting down as she turned her phone over, not answering the call.

"I wasn't expecting you to say anything about it Ashley," he said as he rubbed his hands together and looked down at the ground. "I don't get it Ashley, for years you begged me to open up. You asked these questions. I answered them, truthfully, honestly, and let you know all what was going on. Like you always wanted. Now you are acting as if I just told you I killed someone," he said shaking his head a bit before standing up and smoothing out his vest. Turning he stepped towards the door and rested his hand on the knob before looking back over his shoulder towards her.

"I'll be just outside, going to see what is going on out there. You are safe in here, if you need anything I will be within ear shot," he said before opening the door and stepping out. It was clear he was a bit confused and a little hurt. All those times she got onto him about not saying things, now that he had he felt like he was being punished for it.

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

@Sigil @Charnobylisk @Dragoknighte @rivaan @POOHEAD189 @Lucius Cypher @IcePezz @The Grey Dust

Okay, soon as the characters in the main group are all in the building I will fast forward to the next day - Ice, you are on day 6, need that post in like fast.

Speed Dating: Pezula

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Clementine & Christian

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Location: Main Room
Interacting With: Each Other

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Christian looked down at his paper, checking to see who was next on the list, before glancing around the room. Seeing Clementine he smiled as he always did and wandered over to her. She looked cute, maybe a bit intense, but that didn't worry Christian; he had dealt with all types while being a tour guide. Clementine perking a brow slightly as his over exaggerated bow and smile that seemed to be there for no reason at all. His hair seemed to have a life of its own and she had to wonder if he did that on purpose, if he tried to do anything with it, or if he just didn't care and let it do that.

"Evenin' Lass! Names Christian, looks like we're supposed to get to know each other," he said in a cheerful voice as he held his hand out to hers. She took it and shook it lightly before leaning back in her seat once again and taking a sip of her wine. Christian, still smiling, pulled up his chair and had a quick seat with a bit of a plop.

"Yeah, looks that way," she said as she lowered the glass from her lips and set it down on the table. "I'm Clementine and do you always look like you have been sucking down the laughing gas?" she asked as he just sat there smiling, always smiling. There was nothing to smile about right then, why was he?

"Hey, I'm just a happy fellow," he laughed a bit, not really taking her comment to mean anything. He smiled, a lot. Always had and she wasn't the first to ask why.

"Natural happy, or are you just medicated to hell and back?" Clementine inquired as she perked a brow. No smile coming to her lips. His smile was creeping her out a bit. It wasn't that she didn't like people that smiled, she smiled. Yet, there was something about people that smiled too much that rubbed her the wrong way. It just wasn't natural to her to wear one plastered on your face at all times; like they fell victim to that old threat of a mothers when she would say if you keep doing that with your face it will get stuck like that. People like Rachael Ray; no one should be that happy without meds.

"Naturally, I just enjoy myself," he said, still smiling. Clementine gave him a look that could only be read as you have to be nuts. Leaning forward he kept smiling at her. "Aww Lass, why so serious!"

"Oh I don't know. Wars, poverty, idiots, wild fires tearing up the coast, earthquakes making nuclear reactors collapse, planes vanishing out of the sky, homeless on the streets, kids dying from overdoses, veterans offing themselves," she said just to name a few to start and then went into a goof five minutes of other reasons to be serious.

"Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine," he said, actually still smiling but granted it wasn't as bright as it had been. "Come on, just one thing to smile about?"

Clementine after a moment actually did smile as she rose form her chair. "I have one, I have to go to the bathroom and I am betting the bell rings right about the time I get back," she said smirking a bit before walking off.

Christian sat there looking confused as hell before laughing to himself, that was a first. "Damn, some people just want to watch the date burn."

Clementine didn't lie, she walked back into the room as the bell rang and sat down giving Christian a little wave before he walked off. That date had gone down in flames.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@POOHEAD189 @Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @DizzyIsabella @Charnobylisk @Xtreme @Nallore @Pundii

Okay, I have gotten a message from everyone concerning what their characters will be up to on day Two - Thank you so much for getting those to me in a timely manner, it helps me a lot to get everything worked out for day 2. Randomization's for events have been worked out and will be rolled for before I type up the details for the next W.N.

Now, it will probably be a day or two before that happens - so please make sure that if you haven't already to get your character wrapped up for today so we are keeping out days separate and such. And watch your day counters, don't wait to the last minute to post if you can help it (I am waiting on people to finish out their current day before typing up the W.N. - so the longer you wait to post, the more everyone else's counter goes up - Don't be that person :P) - If you do reach the end of your counter before the next W.N. is posted you still need to post again - do a dream scene, a flash back to simpler times, what have you - how you met the love of your life, how the love of your life got away, suddenly remembering that time you got gum stuck on the bottom of your shoe and it made your trip face first into a street clowns flower only to get soaked by a water spray. lol Possibilities are endless.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Alicia Gonzalez

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Location: Block Party --> Apartment 2D

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Alicia had to bit the inside of her cheek hard to keep from laughing as Lorna blew up at Caesar over the entire tattoo idea. She couldn't exactly blame the woman, she didn't want the mans face on her skin and he was her Papi. She learned a long time ago that getting someone's face tattooed on their on skin always led to something bad. There were rules when it came to Tattoos and they were simple enough.

• Never get a tat while drunk - it never ends well
• Never get a significant others name - the relationship will end within 48 hours
• Never just get an impulse tat - you will regret the Taco Bell on your ass cheek one day
• Be careful where you get the tat because if it is on your tit when you are twenty it will be at your knees when you are eighty
• Never get anyone's face on you unless they are dead because they will pitch a bitch fit or you will when you realize it was a bad idea.

The last was the most important in her mind as she looked at her father and pointed to his chest as Lorna stormed off. "Ain't making the same mistake you did Papi," she quipped before giving the man a hug and wandering off towards her apartment where she was caught by one of the cops and given a slew of questions yet again.

"You people don't listen do you?" she snarled before spouting off exactly what she had said earlier and adding in a few choice words before she tossed her card at the mans face and walking into her apartment, slamming the door and locking it behind her. Incompetence was not something she was particularly patient with and that was saying something since she wasn't patient with most things but this really got to her and she had no doubt why people like her, Lorna, and her father were needed in the world.

Looking over at Lorna she smirked as she saw her roommate stuffing her face. "So, that smokey goodness worth being swallowed?" she teased as she tossed her keys on the coffee table and placed her gun back under the side table in its holster. "Anywho, gonna get some sleep Cookie, we have that new contract in the morning. See you about seven A.M. so we can head out. Night girl," she said before wandering off to her room and going to bed.

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Dj Lawson

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Location: Out in front of Boston Heights at the Smoker --> Apartment 3D

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"Anything for a Marine ma'am," Lawson said as he gave Lorna a charming smile and watched her head back to her place. Letting out a low whistle as he watched her back side before shaking his head and getting back to handing out food to those that wanted it before packing up the rest to take home with him. At least he wouldn't have to cook for a couple of days.

Finishing up he was stopped by the cops to get his turn at their line of questions. "Sorry sir, I don't be knowin' much about the girl. I talked to her before she went on her run though. She seemed happy, even told me to be savin' her a plate of food for when she gots back. Dunno why she would says that if she don't be meanin' to come back and eats ya know?" she said after answering the rest of the cops questions. Nodding slightly as he was handed a card and told to call if he remembered anything else.

Tucking the card into his pocket he gathered his stuff and headed into his apartment. Tossing the food down on the counter and picking up his phone, noting he had a message from work. Reading over it he set an alarm for early since he would need to return the smoker before he headed in. Grabbing a rib he shoved it in his mouth as he started to shuffle the rest of the food into the fridge. Once that was done he dropped the now sucked dry bone into the garbage and headed back to his bedroom. Time for some sleep.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Scallop @POOHEAD189 @Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @DizzyIsabella @Charnobylisk @Xtreme @Nallore @Pundii

Removal From RP Notice

Well this is the part of Gming I hate - the enforcing of the rules. Scallop - you reached day 8 on your counter yesterday, which actually rolled over to day 9 while I was asleep. I am sorry but per the rules of this RP - you are here by removed from the RP.