Lady Absinthia

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Oh you poor poor people, it seems people are not reading what is being put forth or just jumping the gun, so let's put it out there that that is going to stop. You see, in posts where things happen they have been rolled for and discussed. What happens and such is determined by LLA. Examples recently of being able to knock out characters, hog tie them, gag them and so forth. You see, those ideas came to Rpers and were presented to the GMs. Gm's rolled for them. So, when people say they wake up before LLA deems them to, that they talk while gagged and so forth.... It is not only is a breach of this Rp's protocol but it ticks off your Gm's. ALso, in a scene you cannot go from outside of a building, to inside, to finding people in the back of a building, to being at the top of the building. Posts are not usually meant to last that long and make people have to play catch up. Not only that but to have an NPC that the GM put into play suddenly do something an RPer thinks is okay - Like handing off a gun to someone who just waltzed into the scene - It doesn't sit right. So... We are going to handle all that and post haste. Some parts of previous posts will be deemed either "It didn't happen" or it was "A dream" - Any further breaches will be met with additional LLA rolls.

So remember, if you want your character to be able to do something - You have to run it by the Gm for a roll to be made. If the NPC hasn't been cleared for you to control, you don't. Got it? Good. Now, read carefully folks because LLA has made some rolls for these scenes to ensure that things get back on track and we are doing a small time jump to bring the characters that were leading off the Walkers back within the Walls.

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Guy knew he had fucked up, it had been a long day and with all the new people coming in and people dying he wasn't sure what was going on. He had made the big mistake just assuming everything was calm, it was anything but. He gave a quick nod to Ash as he was berated and once finished tore back up to the tower and yanked the gun out of the woman's hand, glaring at her.

"How dare you come up here to take over without having an order from our Boss. Get your fucking ass out of this tower right now and you go report to Ash, the man in charge before you do one more fucking thing. I see one hair out of place on your head or hear of one misstep and I will put a bullet through your skull faster than you can say Jackie Robinson," he barked as he shoved her out of the way. Taking his post position back he sat down and kept an eye out for any more problems. He was not going to leave his post again or even answer to anyone else unless it was Ash directly, he wasn't about to be kicked out of Newnan.

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Astrid Hansen

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Location: Back Shower Room and Lounge Area of The Court House

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Astrid perked a brow slightly as she took the knife from the woman who came in out of no where and shook her head a bit. "I didn't ask you," was all she said as the woman left and smirked a bit as she pocketed the knife. Looking back over at the "hostage" she sighed. She couldn't understand a thing the woman was mumbling about, she was gagged, had been since she hog tied her. She was glad she couldn't understand and hadn't been able to understand a single word that had dripped from her mouth period since she had hog tied and gagged her. Some people just didn't know when to shut up and needed a little bit of help. She was quickly beginning to understand just why the man known as Froggy had lost his temper.

Standing up she hovered with her six foot built frame over the red head and crossed her arms over her chest. The medicine that Froggy had injected her with would be starting to wear off now and perhaps she needed to repeat herself a little bit. Taking a breath she just stood there in silence for a time and as she was going to start talking she heard the screaming from the what she could only assume was a man. They were in the back of the courthouse, away from the infirmary, and behind a thick closed door; making out what the man said was not going to happen, all she did know was that who ever was doing the yelling was not happy. Seemed there was a lot of that going around right now. Once the screaming stopped she nodded to herself, perhaps now she could speak.

"Listen, and to do that, you need to open your ears and close your lips. Until I hear otherwise, I am not undoing the restraints. Not with how badly you riled up the Doctor, not after you tried to bite the man. Sorry, but to me a doctor is more valuable than a wind bag. Now, I will remove the gag now but I swear to Odin, you keep mouthing off and I will shove the gag back in your mouth and sew it into place," Astrid said as she stood there, her tone wasn't harsh; it was simple flat and matter of fact. Astrid wasn't one to loose her temper, she just got the job done; what ever that was. Right then, it was keeping this fireball from ticking anyone else off and getting herself killed in the process because right now it seemed tempers were running high and she wasn't about to get kicked out of a place behind walls because of some child.

Reaching down Astrid finally untied the fabric from behind the girls head and unwound it several times until it could be removed from between Neisha's lips. She stood there, the fabric gripped tightly in one hand as she waited to see what happened. If the girl decided to cause more problems she would put the gag right back in place without a second thought. She didn't want to keep her bound right then but she wasn't about to undo the restraints. They were going to stay in place until either the guy from the Wall, that country bitch that had run off, or the doctor told her she could. As far as she had seen since their arrival, those three were the only true people in any position of authority. Rule one of being in someone else's house was to respect the house.

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Zoie Crawford

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Location: Back Of James' Truck --> At the Scene Of The Bitch Fest

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It was wash, rinse and repeat until the Walkers were headed towards Peachtree City, Zoie kept up her usual antics until everything was good and they were on the long way back around to Newnan. Flopping down in the bed of the truck and letting out a breath of relief, the job was done and the people of her new home were as safe as they could be for the evening. It made Zoie feel good to know she had played a small hand in that. On the way back the vocal country girl kept quiet though, thinking on what to do next. In the end she decided she would take the job. At least it would give her some direction other than just roaming anymore and it made her feel better to know that Froggy would be behind walls doing what he was trained to do.

Zoie looked up at the top of the wall as Jim took note that the three had returned. It was growing dark and she was glad they had made it back before the sun went down fully. A couple of bangs on the top of the truck to signal for James to go ahead and pull in. Once the truck with the trio was inside Jim closed the gate and had a couple of Newnan folk lock it up tight. Turning she looked up at Jim and gave a thumbs up. "No one be in our out without Bosses okay now," she yelled up to the tower and got a thumbs up in return. Newnan was closed for the night.

She waited for Mr. James to park the truck near the armory and hopped out, giving Byrn a little bit of a smile as she helped get the motorcycle out of the bed of the truck. "Thanks much for yer help, mighty kind of ya. Why's not grabs some food and such," she said as she pointed over towards the courthouse where Ms. Sally was still helping people. That was until the bellowing happened and Zoie froze and listened.

"Oh someone done pissed in bosses Cheerio's," she said under her breath before gathering her bag and walking over towards Ash. She needed to report in with what had happened, was about time some good news came to the place from what she had seen and heard.

"Boss, wesa take care of. Them Eaters well on their way to Eden and be giving those fuckers a right hard time for a while I's suspect," she said happily. She wasn't about to ask what all the yelling was about, she figured out enough from what was said. "Oh and Boss, I been thinking. Gonna take that Mexican's advice. This place be home, I take you up on that job offer. That is if ya still think I can do the job," she added before glancing around a bit.

"Looks like ya could use a drink boss. Mind if I put me stuff up and check on some things and then we grab somethin' to dull our mind fer a bit?"

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Tatiana Korvo

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Location: 515 Longview Street, Carrollton, Ga

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"Squiahl meat?" Tatiana repeated, trying to figure out just what in the world a squiahl was. She took the meat and looked it over a bit, not exactly sure what to think about it. Granted right then any meat was welcome but she wasn't sure if it was safe. As if reading her mind he took a bite and she nodded gratefully. Taking a small bite of it she chewed a bit, trying to place the flavor but still couldn't. Well whatever a squiahl was, it didn't taste too bad. "Spasibo... I mean thank you," she said as she pulled out a chair at the kitchen table and had a seat.

It wasn't such a bad meal; a can of peaches, some "squiahl" meat, and water. There were surely worse things to eat and anything was better than nothing. Sitting back she worried about Davi, she knew she needed to stay put and wait for a while at least. It was getting dark and she didn't want to end up getting lost or hurt and Davi show up at the house to find her not there. They had a plan if they got separated and she was following it. Granted, having a plan and carrying it out where two different things. It was hard to just sit and wait to see what happened, especially when you were barricaded up in a house with someone you had just run across at the same time your friend vanished.

Sitting there she picked at the meat that was given to her and ate a peach little by little. It felt like that moment on a first date, that awkward silence had set in. Tatiana didn't mind silence usually but it was very uncomfortable right then and she was worried. She wanted to break the tension but she had never been the best at opening up about stuff. Maybe he would be better at it than her. Clearing her throat a bit she gave a thin lipped forced smile.

"Vhat you do before... this?" she asked waiving her hand about a bit. She wasn't exactly sure what to call all that had happened over the last three years. She had heard some call it the end of the world but for her it didn't feel like that. It was just another war to her, this time just against something new instead of another country. The wandering, the trying to survive, it was all too familiar to her. Going from place to place, always trying to find somewhere safe only to have to move again before you died. It was how she had grown up. A refugee then, a refugee now. Seemed somethings never changed in her mind.

If I Woke Up Beside of You ~Game~

Oh God, why is there a furball in the bed?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Oh the next posts from your gming team should be interesting for some of you. Be afraid, be very afraid.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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

Just a quick note - Since Char is having a bit of a time and will not be able to post for a little bit - I am amending my previous W.N. where it comes to Lana, Lawson, and Caesar - Arrival order is now Lawson, Caesar, then Lana. That way Sigil can go ahead and post this evening or tomorrow.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@ChaoticFox That was the fastest edit this side of the RP River.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

I'll reply for Astrid in a day or two - wanted to give Sigil and Char a chance to reply for their characters before I posted for Astrid again since I posted for her yesterday.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Tatiana Korvo

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Location: 515 Longview Street, Carrollton, Ga

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"Da, alvays have back up plan," Tati said as she kept an eye on the map and the road as they made their way towards the house that her and Davi had shared the night before. It wasn't much but at least it was something. It was all she had right then. Three years of being with someone, day in and day out made you close to them whether you wanted to be or not. She refused to believe that Davi was gone, that she would never see her again, even though she knew that was a very real possibility in this day and age but they had managed to hold on this long, why couldn't they get through this and find each other again? They had these back up plans and such for a reason. It wasn't the first time they had gotten separated, they had found each other after days apart before, why could they not find each other again? All Tati knew for sure was she wouldn't give up until she was sure and even then she would still hold up hope.

"Here," she said as she pointed down the driveway and around to the back of the house. Once they were there and parked she climbed out of the truck and quietly shut the door. "Keys?" she asked as she stepped around and held her hand out. Even though she couldn't drive and he could, the truck was still technically Davi's and the last thing she wanted to explain to her nearest and dearest if... no when she found her again was why this guy was holding on to the keys to her truck. That was not a fight she wanted to get into. This was a time of life where you picked your battles if you could and the more you could avoid the better.

Once the keys were in her hand she shoved them in her pocket and pulled out her hunting knife, motioning towards the lightly barricaded back door of the house. It didn't look like anything had been moved or was missing from when they had set everything up to start with that morning, which cause Tati's heart to drop. Maybe she had just gotten back first, she had taken the truck; which would mean that Davi would have to walk and that could take hours if not till morning to get back depending on how things went down.

Cautiously she stepped towards the back door and pushed back the various pieces of furniture and tree branches they had used earlier before being able to get the door open. "Should be safe inside," she said as she glanced back over towards Jack and forced a bit of a nervous smile. She was taking one hell of a chance to let him know where she and Davi had been staying as well as letting him inside. She just hoped that he turned out to be as nice as he seemed and not some wacko who had a fetish for Russian Ballerina's. That was the last thing she needed.

The house at one time was probably very nice and even after all these years and being ransacked it was still in rather good shape. There was some blood on the walls where hands had gripped but it was long dried. Tati and Davi had found a few bodies in the house the day before but they had quickly chucked them out the back door and drug them to the back of the yard so they were not in the house anymore. Looking around Tati dropped her pack on the table and sighed, if Davi was there she would have said something by now. The woman was not exactly quiet, unless she had to be. Inside the house one could risk talking quietly since they had cleared out all the walkers around the area for the most part and there had been none inside.

Once Jack was inside she closed the door and pushed the hutch in front of it again before taking a breath and putting her hunting knife away. She looked over to him, still nervous but willing to at least try to give the man the benefit of the doubt. He had already saved her life from a walker and he hadn't tried anything yet. Maybe he was just smart and waiting for him moment, granted then again maybe he was just a good guy.

"Um, hungry?" she asked quietly as she turned to her bag and pulled out a can of peaches and a bottle of water, holding it out to him. She was trying but the shaking of her hands showed that the little bird was still very nervous.

The Altenian Nexus - Accepting

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Tristan's Quarters --> The Infirmary

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Tristan's beady little eyes narrowed at the way that Fisher was dare talking to him. "How dare you. One more fucking peep out of you Fisher and I will have you demoted and spit polishing my shoes for the rest of your tenure here. Got it?" Tristan growled. "I don't give a damn who you think you are but this is my tower and you will do what you are told by me, when you are told, and if you ever fall out of line again you'll find yourself in lock up. Now get the fuck out of my sight!" he said before the doors flew open and slammed once Fisher was out of his quarters.

Pacing his room he flung several items into the walls, pitching one fit out after another. Shaking his head he sat down at his communications console and started to go through the reports that had been filed since the new Tower Lead in Training had gotten there as well as what was coming in for repairs. So the little woman was trying to make thing easier on the folk there. A cruel grin crept across his features. Oh how bad would it be if... he thought to himself before rising from his chair and making his way down to the Infirmary.

Crisna nearly dropped her tray of samples as Tristan walked in, not once had he ever even stepped on that floor. The few times he had needed medical attention, for a paper cut..., he had demanded she tend to him in his quarters. "Um, Sir, if there something wrong?"

"Oh no, I just wanted to check on our newest addition," he said and Crisna nodded. Directing him over to the room Silvia was in. Pushing the curtain back Silvia was still sitting there on the edge of the bed, her fingers curled down against the soft cotton fabric as she stared out blankly before her. "How is she doing?" he asked, concern was in his voice but Crisna was not buying it.

"Oh, she will be fine, we are giving her fluids," she said pointing to the IV running out of Silvia's forearm.

"And the blood?" he mentioned as he pointed to the dried remains at the corner of her lip and the lobe of her ear.

"Some damage but nothing I can to do repair that," she said and Tristan nodded. Someone of Crisna's rank was unable to work through the mind of a T1, which actually caused Tristan to smile as he stepped forward.

"Well I might as well have a look to make sure she is all there, wouldn't want to loose her on the first day," he said as his hands came up and pressed against the side of Silvia's brow. Crisna wanted to protest but there wasn't exactly a lot she could do besides just voice a concern she knew Tristan wouldn't listen to. "Now, let me in, or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll.." he started before his hands flew back and his head snapped upwards before he flew back against the wall and landed in an unconscious crumbled heap on the floor.

"What the hell!" Crisna yelped as she hit the security alarm and ran over to Tristan to make sure the man still had a pulse. Another Empath as well as an orderly running in and helping her to get Tristan up on a gurney. Looking around Crisna perked a brow as Silvia blinked a few times and slipped off the bed; standing there as she dusted herself off.

"Mind taking out the IV?" she asked softly as she looked over towards Crisna and held out her arm.

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Core Reactor

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Thankfully everything went smoothly down in the reactor for Tryke, and after a little while she would be done and be able to get the hell out of dodge. Once out the comm would crackle a bit before the security alarms went off yet again and the monitors would show it was going off for the infirmary.

"Tryke, we have some vent leak that just happened up in the infirmary. Not sure what the cause was, the alarm went off and it is showing a wall break and a breach up there now. Rest of the crew is tied up with the other repairs until we get back up brought in later tonight. Is the core alright and do you have time to get up there and check out the infirmary or do you want me to pull someone from elsewhere to head up there?" Craig asked through the comm.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Cynthia McMillan

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Location: Grimm High School Gym

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Tim rubbed his face, this was high school all over again. He wondered how the teachers that were still living and working in this small town could handle this type of bullshit over and over again day in and day out. He would have turned into a serial killer himself if he had to deal with this on a daily basis. He was surprised that more teachers didn't.

"Would you two knock it the fuck off! We have three of our class mates dead and you two are bickering as if you are auditioning for who will get dubbed 'Biggest Emo'," Tim barked towards both Riley and Jacob. Shaking his head a bit he turned towards Tuesday and forced a bit of a frustrated smile, even with what she had said at least she was trying to give the information that was requested of her. Seemed the drug addict was the most mature of the three he was currently juggling and he was beginning to think that Cynthia was the sanest. How fucked is that?

"Thank you Tuesday, that should cover everything," he said as he wrote out a few notes in hit little note pad. He preferred that to the tablet, people couldn't hack a piece of paper. At her question he perked a brow. "Oh, no, Marc is just protective of people and with everything going on someone wandering off isn't the best idea. Comes from his tours over seas," he said as he finished up and stuck the note pad back into the inside pocket of his jacket.

"Listen, do me a favor. Keep your sister close tonight and such. I think Cynthia is bunking with her. Three of you should be good together tonight. Might want to get out of here, I'm closing this place down until tomorrow," he said before giving a quick tip of his hat and starting to make the rounds to the few that were left standing around, telling them to go ahead and leave for the evening. It was growing late and it would be better to have everyone hunkered down for bed for the evening than continuing to drink here in the middle of a gym.

Cynthia grinning from ear to ear and jumped up, taking Tuesday by the hand and pulling her over to Riley. "Come on, come on. I can fill you in on the real dish. What real dish? You know, the dish! Oh the Hawaiian Dish? Yeah, that dish. With a side of Italian meatballs! Exactly, now that is a dish to talk about," Cynthia rambled on and on, talking more to herself than anyone else, more of debating with herself but slowly and eventually getting out the entire thing about Ada and Kai being an item again and that was after Ada's dead husband came back from the grave.

Tim sighed as he walked over to Jacob and crossed his arms over his chest. So, got those records so I can go ahead and cross you off the suspect list or is it a trip down to the station? Granted, with three murders and no friends in town, the station might be the safest place in town right now," he said as he waited.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Scallop You have apartment 2b listed in your header. That's Mali's apartment. Yours is 3B, shared with Tank in the other building. Need that header edited.