Lady Absinthia

A New Dawn - A Star Wars RP

All else fails, day dreaming is always a good option. ^_~

A New Dawn - A Star Wars RP

@Morose Could have her help the man up from hanging from the side of the railing LMAO

The Altenian Nexus - Accepting

@Morose @Pundii Okay my darling daughter and my tightpants'ed Rp hubby. I have a question for you. I am a bit of a crossing and since what I am thinking about would directly effect both of you I am leaving this to you. I have an RP limit for Rp's I Gm so I will not stretch myself out too far. I am at that limit. (7) - Now I adore this rp, it is one I have been wanting to run again for ages. Yet with it just being the three of us, it is a little stagnate. (It works better as a 1x1 or a Full out Cast - which I have run it as both)

Reason I bring this up is because I know you both are also at your limit with the amount of Rp's you can handle and I had... an... idea...

You see Darker than Black is a multi part Rp, thing is it is also a multi time frame RP. (To which I am working up one of the prequel RP story lines currently.) - Each can be Rped completely without the other but there will be some cross over. Thing is, I can't even begin to think about hosting it unless I have 1 more slot open on my plate - and I know neither of you could take it on if you didn't have a slot clear up. (Not saying you would join it but you both are pretty heavily invested into DTB, so thinking you might like this one. It will be set in Egypt during the roaring 20's - The story teller for the start of this RP? - Meet Vera

Now I will start this Rp at one point, it just depends when I get a free slot in my RP schedule. So, do I hash it out over the next weeks and we place this on hold? Or do we continue here and I wait for another Rp to complete or die? I leave it up to you my lovelies.

Let's Gush!

~is starting to feel like she is the only one gushing lately~ Okay, that sounded wrong but you get my point.

Anywho, quick gush - Throwing out props to me peeps in Duplicity once again!!!

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

We have hit the 9 month strong mark! Holy cow! Three more months until we hit one year! I can't believe it! Thank you so much for letting me be your Gm with this and sticking it out! It has truly been a pleasure!

🦄 Lady A's Oubliette

Updated/Positions currently filled~

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Scallop @Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @Charnobylisk @Nallore @Pundii

Okay, it is getting later in the day - think close to supper time - between like 5 & 7. Now, the day will becoming to a close soon. (After the Derby scene is completed.) - Now depending on what happens and what people are up to, this could take a little bit for us to get through but having said that I want to put somethings out there because there will be a time jump after we close out the day.

1) We will be time skipping 1 full week.
2) There will be at least 2 new characters coming in during the time jump played by @Morose & @Sigil - You two are clear to add in your Cs's to the Cs tab if you wish or you may wait until the time jump occurs. (If your characters are going to have previously established relations with any of the other characters, it has to be already worked into your Cs's. I will need a copy of a new chapter 2 relation sheet for each of them.
3) The New relation sheets MUST be completed before the time jump. (Now since a week will have passed, you will be able to work with some others to fill in those relations if you wish. So go ahead and get to sending out those PM's if you want to work something out together.)
4) Your relation sheets can include the various NPC's! (But seriously, don't message me if it wouldn't be realistic for them to actually have gotten to know them over the week)
5) There will be new places added to the maps for the time jump. New living locations and points of interest.
6) I will need a pm from everyone within the next 7-10 days ~points to the counter~ about what you want your character to be up to over the last week. This will be like the day change over last time. It will determine what you start out with once the time jump occurs.

That is it for now but I am sure I will think of more. Anywho, there it is. Start sending out the Pm's, get those relation sheets done, and so forth. Sooner we all get this done the easier and faster it will be to wrap up the day and get further into the depths of the RP. We have only just cracked the surface.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Cynthia McMillan

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Location: In Front Of The Sporting Goods Store Near Town Square

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"Trent, god no! Trent!!!" Cynthia screamed before she sank to her knees and went silent, a few tears streaming down her features, over her cheeks and clinging to her chin before they dropped off. Trent and Cynthia had been a rather hot ticket in high school, attending prom together. He was the one person that she didn't constantly run through the ringer. Of course they had broken up after she was arrested. He didn't think that she was guilty but he was young and took what the press might think of him over what he felt and stayed away from Cynthia. They had only spoken once since.

And that was two days ago. He had stopped by her place to talk to her, apologize for not being there for her all these years. Yet he had stopped by later in the day and had found her there rocking back and forth speaking to herself. It scared him to see how fall she had fallen. He wished there had been something he could have done but he didn't know what he could do. Adelaide had shown up shortly before he left. She had tried to get him to stay but he couldn't, or he wouldn't. Either way he had left.

Riley's phone rang a few times before the police department had answered and put her through to Tim. Tim let out a slew of curses before he finally calmed down enough to actually talk to her. He took down the information, told them to get into her car and lock it up tight but to stay put and keep an eye out on things. If anything else happened they were to drive off and head right for the department instead of the picnic, which was where he figured they were going since everyone was going there. Hanging up Tim got his things and a few others before running out the door to the latest crime scene. Marc's phone on the other hand didn't answer and went straight to voice mail.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

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Danica Graves

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Location:The streets outside of the PD -> Her Hotel Room
Interacting With: No One

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Danica pulls out her phone as it starts tinging away, left and right her followers are streaming her with hits. A small smirk coming to her lips, she knew she could count on them. It was a lot of information and the day was drawing to a close, the last thing she wanted to do was to be stuck on the streets right then. With everything that was going on and everything she had seen that day she hoped that she would be able to get back to the hotel safe and that at she would at least get a little bit of shut eye, granted she wasn't counting on it. As far as she knew the entire city would be swallowed up by the Titans. The real titans, not the Teen Titans.

Sticking her phone back into her pocket she adjusted her back and started heading down the streets. Her eyes darting left and right as she palmed her keys, keeping one of them sticking out from between her fingers. If anyone came near her she was striking to gouge out an eye, or break a nose, or a knee cap, to remove their family jewels. Which ever fit the situation. Like hell she was going to go down without a fight. The world might be coming to an end but damn, as long as a few were still standing she had followers that would want updates come morning and damn it, she would get that blog post up.

Stepping across the street she moved quickly, the light of the motel shining and her room door could be seen off in the distance. A few jumps out of people's way and she was at her door. Looking over her shoulder as she stuck the key in the lock, jiggling it a few times before it finally turned. Stepping inside she locked up tight and very glad she wasn't shot by some deranged woman on the streets. (Yes, I saw what you did there. :P)

Dropping her back on her bed she sat down and let out a long sigh, it had been a hell of a day but it wasn't over yet. Pulling her pack over to herself she started pulling out her things and her phone. It was time to get to work researching as much as she could before she ended up passing out for the evening. If tomorrow came she wanted to get her beauty sleep.

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Amy Chang

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Location: Ambulance Bay -> Mountain View Cemetery
Interacting With: @Morose

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Amy shut the doors of the ambulance and all hell broke loose. "Drive fucker, drive!" she yelled to the ambulance driver before turning her attention back in front of her. She didn't know what was going on but like hell she was going to just stand by right then. Grabbing the salt she took hand fulls of it as it poured out of the spout and tried to throw it at the gruesome ghost. She figured it if helped the detective with his burns it might help keep the ghost as bay.

A trail of salt surrounded the detective now along the edge of the gurney. "Don't fucking move," she told him as the ambulance sped down the streets. Amy doing her best to keep her balance and continuing to toss salt like she was Emeril, the occasional Bam coming out of her mouth. She really watched too many fucking cooking shows. But the salt was her best bet right then, it wasn't like Alton Brown with all his science was going to help her one damn bit right now.

She really wished there was cooking for Witches on the Food Network by then but the only spell she could think of was from Shakespeare. Something along the lines of boil boil toil and trouble. Or was that off a Disney thing? Or did Disney get it from Shakespeare? Yeah, that was probably it. It wasn't exactly like she could start singing right then and make the fucking ghost dance himself to death but that song was catchy. I put a spell on you and now your mine! That would be some seriously useful shit right about then.

As the driver stopped the ambulance in front of the cemetery, the driver hopped out, wanting to get away from the ghost as quickly as possible. He was kind enough to open the damn rear doors for Amy before running off down the street. "Chicken shit! I hope you get eaten by a Manticore!!" she screamed before throwing another handful of salt towards the ghost before yanking the gurney out of the back and looking at the detective. "Which fucking way???"

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Date: Saturday May 13th, 2017

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@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @Nallore @Scallop @Pundii

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@Dragoknighte - Upstairs it sounds like they are ransacking the place, you hear thuds and crashes; glass breaking and doors slamming open and closed. Then you hear one of the officers yell "Clear" but the sounds of boots and destruction do not stop above you. Below it is much quieter, at least for now. The phone rings are few times before you hear a short hiss that is reminiscent of a dial up modem before a voice finally chirps in, one you recognize. "Well Mali, it is good to hear from you. What can Relic do for you today?" he asks from the other side of the line. "Speak freely, I've secured your phone. It's safe now."

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Detective Roy Gregory

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Location: Justice Memorial; Front Entrance

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Roy chuckled a bit and nodded. "Yeah, Walmart or really any corner store. A prepaid cell, they are harder to track and once you drop it, it is done. I suggest with everything going on you start rotating out anytime you feel you need to," he said pulling out another phone and holding it up. "It's good to keep a spare on hand, here take this one. Pick up another later when you get the chance," he said as he handed it over to her.

Looking around as they waited for her ride he smirked. "If you knew anything about me you wouldn't trust me," he said with a bit of a sigh as he rubbed his chin, the trail of smoke coming up from his cigarette spiraling up before mixing with the air around it. Turning his head he grinned and took a very deep puff, holding it a moment before he blew it out away from her.

"Habit I picked up when I was younger. When you aren't used to it, it is nasty as hell but like coffee you kind of acquire a tolerance for the taste. I could use the gum or a pill to get the same effects but I dunno, something about having it in my hand, it is a little bit of control of what death comes my way that you really don't get in Justice. A bullet, poison, pushed off a building. You never know here and most times people never know the why. At least if I get cancer, well that was my own doing and I know what monster is lurking in the shadows," he pondered before shrugging.

"That and I am just addicted, better than crack but I swear, more expensive these days," he laughed.

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Ronni

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Location: Rollar Derby Rink

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Ronni nodded and then shook his head, pointing over to the women. "Well the new girl I don't know but the one with the C on her jersey, she is the long standing Captain of Juno. She was on this team years before she became famous. Surprised you don't recognize her, guess you don't keep up with the political stuff. That's Leann McCormick, the current Secretary of Defense for the United States. Hence the men in black," he said as he pointed around the rink and there were several men standing about with com wires in their ears doing nothing to try to blend in as they stood as if they were ready to shoot anyone who posed a threat to the Admiral of the Navy.

"The team has some other big names but most were nothing's or no bodies when they joined. It is like the hardest case of Sorority Sisters in history. They have this one woman who I would be surprised if she turned out to be the next big security guru for the country. Woman has a hell of a kick even with those skates on, I swear she must like to play soccer with people's heads. She just joined up about six months ago but she is a force," he said as he pulled out his phone and pulled up another video.

It was blurry at first, hard to tell who was who on the team but the gold helmet was clear as the skate came off the rink and planted right into the back of another woman, sending her spilling out into the center of the rink. Everything was moving so quickly it was hard to tell the faces, only thing on the back of her helmet it said Vesta. At the closing of the video the person finally stopped moving as she stepped off to the side during a change out and looked around. It was Alicia Gonzalez.

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Alicia Gonzalez

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Location: Outside Of Boston Heights

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"That is does," Alicia laughed as they drove off. The ride back wasn't near as hectic as the ride in had been, Alicia taking a moment to go through a drive through and grab something to eat. She looked over towards Lorna with a taco half hanging out of her mouth.

"I figured Smokey Meat would be paying for your dinner," she laughed as she swallowed half of the thing before taking another bite. Pulling up to their parking space Alicia perked a brow to see the cop cars out in the street. Just what in the world was going on? Putting the car into park she turned it off and gathered her things before climbing out. This didn't look right. They had taken care of Danica's stuff last night, they should be gone. Maybe one or two to keep the scene secure for now but not several squad cars and people running in and out of the building.

"What the fuck happened now?" she pondered out loud. One of the cops who was scribbling down on a pad looked over to her.

"Do you know the Whites? Or a Mr. Marlestone?" he asked as he stepped over towards Alicia and Lorna.

"Yeah, well, fuck, not really. They live here but I don't really talk to them. Why?"

"Mr Marlestone was murdered this morning. Mr. White killed his therapist and his wife this afternoon before taking his own life. You didn't hear about it on the news?"

"I've been at work all day."

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David Lawson

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Location: Classic Building 3D: Stepping Outside

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Lawson stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Looking over at the mirror he wiped away the steam and sighed. The gash had stopped bleeding but there was no hiding the fact he had been in a fight. The cops had questioned him when he came home, least he had passed it off as just a bar brawl down at a local dive. They bought it.

Drying off he got dressed quickly and looked at the time. It would still be a bit before he was supposed to meet up with Lorna, then it was off for a night of beer and violence. Seemed like it could be a good time, especially with her. Granted maybe somewhere besides the Derby would be better for a first date but he hadn't exactly been in the most romantic mood after his wife left him so he had no clue what was right to do and what wasn't anymore. Least this way if she didn't want to have a private rodeo later she could duck out easily enough.

Turning after he slipped his boots on he grabbed his keys and stepped out the door of his sublevel apartment. He figured he would wait outside for her until it was time to meet up. Maybe the police would slip and tell him something. He wanted to know why in the hell had happened with his Marine buddy to make him up and off himself the way he had. That wasn't like Cam, sure he had PTSD, but not to this extent. At least he didn't pick up on it and of all people, Lawson knew what it was like to come home and the world be more upside down here than it was over seas.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

@Pundii @FantasyChic @Morose @Dragoknighte @BlueSky44 @JustDoingMe @Sigil @Lord Wraith

~drops the first bomb~