@Charnobylisk Well seems you covered every motherly rant I was about to give you so damn it I don't have anything to bitch about. ~sulks~
Lady Absinthia
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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 ۩━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 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." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ |  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ↕ The first step is scary. ↕ ↕ Take it anyway. ↕ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Current Roleplays ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Resources and Tutorials ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ My Main RP Peeps ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Everything Else |
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@Morose I will be posting tomorrow for my characters. After that, I can do dreams or memories to fill in the time until you get back. So no worries there.
@Morose Yes, we had already spoken about this and I had it down that you have extensions if needed until Sept 5th. If more is needed after that I will need to be notified by Sept 3rd.
@Morose Yes, we had already spoken about this and I had it down that you have extensions if needed until Sept 5th. If more is needed after that I will need to be notified by Sept 3rd.
@Morose Yes, we had already spoken about this and I had it down that you have extensions if needed until Sept 5th. If more is needed after that I will need to be notified by Sept 3rd.
@Morose Yes, we had already spoken about this and I had it down that you have extensions if needed until Sept 5th. If more is needed after that I will need to be notified by Sept 3rd.
Camilla Powell
Location: Medical Bay -> Heading To Her Quarters
Camilla looked over towards Dorothy as if she was nuts when the woman asked her what her favorite color was. She understood what she was trying to do but she really hadn't ever thought about a favorite color, at least not in a long time. Living out in the black and on a ship like the Vengeance one usually was not able to decorate their room in their favorite colors or patterns. That was something that the core worlds seemed to enjoy much more, many of them had the luxury to do so. She had had that luxury once upon a time.
Back then, she didn't recall having a favorite color per-say, the only thing that she remembered getting her attention that was of any color was the color of Quinn's eyes but she couldn't say that. Looking away she just said the first thing after that that came to mind. "Red, like strawberries," she said. It was no secret on the ship that she enjoyed the fruit, so it wouldn't be too far out there to say she enjoyed their color.
"I might once things calm down," she said to her friend when she suggested that she should come talk to her. A bullet wasn't much to talk about, it happened and it wasn't life threatening but perhaps just a little talk about anything or nothing would do her some good. There were few on the ship that actually would speak to her anyways.
"Right, I'll be fine," she said before getting up and stepping over to her rifle, picking it up as she did and resting the strap on her shoulder. "If you need me I will be in my quarters retrieving an unholy shirt," she said before smirking over towards Atticus as he was leaving and then walking out of the room.
Atticus Pearson
Location: Outside the ship
Atticus chuckled a bit at Camilla's word play before he had headed out, thinking back on it now that he was outside he had to keep himself from chuckling again. He had work to do. The others out there seemed to be dealing with a man about a horse. (yuk yuk) Once Jackson and Lionel started working together the horse was able to be slid off. The man however did not move once the horse did other than sitting up and taking several long breaths. He tried to move his legs, but one of them was not doing it without an immense amount of pain. It was pretty clear even to the untrained medical eye that when he fell off the horse and it landed on top of him he had broken his leg.
"Seems like we must turn the other cheek gentlemen," Atticus said as he grabbed one of the dead men by his heels and started dragging him away from the ship for burial. The boy would need his leg set before he could even think about delivering a message to Patience.
Atticus kept a loose eye on the group outside, nodding to Gene as she came out but not saying anything. This was one of the few times he was not running his mouth. He just would move each body one by one away from the ship, dig a grave, give them their final rites, and then cover them up. It was going to take awhile with all the death that had occurred but this was his job after all.
Anisa Crowe
Location: Medical Bay
Anisa chuckled as Camilla left before letting her head fall back once it was just her and Dorothy in the room. Then the fear came. "I think the bullet had poison on it," she said as she held out her hand to her best friend. It was shaking and the color of her veins was starting to change. Anisa had been the only one hit by one of Brutus's bullets, it was the only one he had managed to fire off really before Camilla had taken him out.
She had thought something was wrong as soon as the bullet hit, it burned more than other wounds she had received in the past, she felt more groggy than normal from that amount of blood loss, her mouth tasted like metal. It just wasn't sitting right in the pit of her stomach or anywhere else. Yet she wasn't going to say anything while the rest of the crew was around. She was the Captain, she had to be strong even with a bullet in her flesh. The fact she had even bit hit was nagging at her but there was nothing that could be done about it right then.
Once everyone was out of the room though, she could let down her guard. Dorothy was her best friend, oddly enough. She trusted her with her life and the life of her crew. It seemed like right then perhaps her life really was in Dorothys hands. Outside Brutus still had yet to be buried, maybe there would be something on him to let Dorothy know what was coursing through Anisa's veins. Or Perhaps another bullet had the same poison on it. Something. Looking at Dorothy she got a stern but still frightened look on her features. "Don't let them know."
Jesmand Cartchri
Location: The Vindicator: Bridge
Jesmand gave Shira a curt nod as she left, she knew the woman would take care of things for her and make sure that everything was in order. The woman showed a lot of potential and while the order in and of itself was nothing much she wanted Shira to oversee it as a show of trust. It was not often that she allowed others to go over the routes which they took but she was trying to mentor her and the more she allowed her to do the more she would learn. This was a controlled environment right now, it wouldn't be later. It was always better to do a test when things were calm than hoping when something popped up that there was no room for error that there wouldn't be one.
"Thank you Kayla, I will be by to inspect them once we are on our way," she said in a cool voice before glancing around and tilting her head to the side as she watched the man over the side of the walkway. She knew she didn't need to inspect the storm troopers but it did good to pop in now and again to not only keep people on their toes but to show that the Commodore did not forget that they were more than just suits with nothing of flesh and bone within them. Though the fact that some still called her captain irked her and she would start putting a punishment in place if that was not rectified post haste. It was more than common knowledge she detested being referred to as Captain. She earned her rank, she would be called by it or someone was going for a walk outside the airlock, without their clothing on.
"No, I don't believe there would be someone with your particular set of charms," she said flatly towards Targon before turning her attention to Jaina. "Yes, in my private quarters is a little box of wrapped candies, a present from an old friend. Why don't you go and fetch one for you and one for another, just one now. Pick someone special and take it to them. Then come see me on the bridge, I might have a special assignment for you," she said giving the little one a faint smile before her expression went blank once again.
"I do indeed," Jesmand said as she glanced over towards Marcel.
Stepping over to the edge of the railing she reached down and helped the man back onto the platform since no others had bothered to do anything but look at him. Shaking her head as he pulled up his pants she dismissed him before taking a calming breath. "Next time I see someone in need of assistance on my ship and no one lends a hand... they will be off my ship. Permanently." Turning she made her way to the bridge and nodded to the crew as she entered.
Stepping over to Shira she laced her fingers in front of her. "Alright, as long as the route and destination are set, please announce that we will now be disembarking."
Didn't matter what the man did, it was genius. RIP Wilder.... Thank you for taking us to many worlds of Pure Imagination.
@Charnobylisk - Sis, would you toss up our collab for Murass when you get a chance?
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