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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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There is just something about watching Stevie on stage. Doesn't matter if she is with Fleetwood Mac or on a private tour, the woman is just mesmerizing on stage. She was one of the first I heard live when I was younger and to this day I'd rather listen to her live than recorded. Truly enchanting, and this song especially.
Day 15 - A song people wouldn’t expect you to like
This one might be a shocker to those that know me well. Yes, I cannot stand 99.9% of country music. I was raised in the deep south and it was always on and drove me nuts! Yet, there are a few of those damned country songs that I still listen to. This is one of them. It meant a lot to me back then, now even more. (And sadly when I sing it, my country twang that I work so hard not to have comes out in full force.)
Day 16 - A song that holds a lot of meaning to you
Okay, I know why the notifications did not go through - when I quoted I forgot to remove the top part of my quote with for some reason kept it from going through - it happened again lol - Oh well, now we know.
@Dragoknighte - "Yeah, sorry about that. I wanted to get off the line as quickly as possible," he said adjusting his glasses a bit and looking around as if he was checking to make sure she wasn't followed. "Yeah, not normally my type of reading either but it was written by a man that is missing right now. That man just happens to be the professor of the woman who supposedly killed herself in your building months ago, who was the sister of the girl who died yesterday," he said before motioning for Mali to follow him. He made quick work to get them out of the Library and over a beat up pinto that was in the parking lot. Taking a quick look around again he unlocked the door and tossed hi bag into the back seat. Slipping into the seat he unlocked the other door for Mali so she could join him. Once she was in he started the car and started to drive. He took the weirdest route, never going more than a few blocks without turning and then back tracking once or twice. He ended up taking them to a worn down building near the airport before finally stopping the turning off the car. "Okay, let's get inside," he added before walking over and unlocking the door to the building and stepping inside. It looked like it had been cleared out of whatever walls used to be there, nothing but worn out beams now holding the place up. Inside through there were tables lined up back to back filled with computers and several people of various ages and both genders sitting down typing away.
@Scallop - Alright, now that Felix is at the derby, he is seeing everything pretty much that Riley has seen up until this point. The place is semi-crowded with more and more coming in as the minutes tick by. He will see Riley from Boston Heights sitting up on one of the top bleachers with a man he doesn't know. She seems to be just talking and hanging out but Ronnie looks rather rough around the edges. Now because he just moved in he might not know that she lives in the building but with her being a well known musician he might just recognize her anyways.
Ronni
Location: Rollar Derby Rink
Ronnie smiled a bit. "Yeah, we were happy. Well as happy as Danica would allow herself to be," he said as he slipped his phone back into his pocket and rocked back and forth a bit in his seat. At Rileys question he chucked. "Kind of. We were kind of on again, off again. If things were calm we were but anytime she thought she found something out pertaining to her sister we were off again, she would get so wrapped up in it she didn't see anything else," he said before turning in his seat and leaning back against the wall, looking out over the crowd.
"I don't believe she killed herself, if she did she was forced to. Danica wasn't like that. I don't think he sister killed herself either. I just wish I knew what she was......" he said before leaning forward a little bit as another member of Juno showed up. He couldn't tell who it was yet because of the hair covering her features but the tattoo on her left shoulder he could see clear as day. It looked like a cube, well not a cube but kind of like one It had a lot more sides to it. Pulling out his phone he pulled up the email that Danica had sent him with the image. "Well I'll be damned, she was onto something..." he said as he handed his phone back to Riley and pointed to the woman's tattoo. It was close. It wasn't exactly the same, the one in Danica's photo had less sides but the hallowed out form of it and the coloring were the same.
@rivaan - "Because out here, being alone means death. Granted that is a lot better than dealing with Eden," he said before glancing down at the spikes and then over at the others of his group. "Get your stuff and get in the back of the truck. You can stay here and deal with them when they come by, and they will. Or you can come with us, choice is yours," he added as he stepped over to his bike and climbed on. A small dog darting out of the wood and jumping onto his lap as he rested down in the seat. "Ain't nothing Peaches, daddy's got you," the man said rubbing his pooch happily.
@Morose - "Je suis Lyon," the man says as he looked Ed up and down. Hearing the man ramble made him shake his head a bit. This one really had a way about him. "Ta gueule! Tu as besoin d'apprendre l'anglais," he said rubbing his face a bit.
@Charnobylisk - "Tebe nuzhno uchit' angliyskiy," he chuckled. Looking down at her hand he shook his head. Leaning forward he eyed her. "Iden , protivnyy gruppa. My dolzhny dvigat'sya," he said before straightening up and waiting on the boss.
@Caits - There was no pulse, the kid just bleeding out as his eyes went blank. There was nothing that could be done, they had gone a clean hit; whoever they were. Further to the north outside of the walls she would be able to hear the screeching of tires but there were no shots being fired off the walls. Whatever and whoever had attacked was pulling out or so it seemed and there was no clear shot to take on them.
Tatiana Korvo
Location: Outer Front Wall
Tatiana reached up and squeezed Jacks hand as he cupped her shoulder, looking over to him shyly as she tried to smile. She didn't like being out in the open like this, especially not around this many people but Jack was there with her so everything would be alright. She glanced towards Sophia and nodded a bit before she looked back in front of her and kept walking with the escort. That was until she heard the gun fire and her heart dropped into the pit of her stomach. When she felt her body being flung forward she thought for a moment she had been hit by one of the shots. That was until she felt Jacks breath against her neck and she looked around wild eyed. Rolling over she looked at him worried and frantic.
"You okay?" she asked as she felt around his body to make sure she didn't feel any blood. Once she was sure he was clear and breathing she slipped away from his quickly and darted over to Sophia, grabbing the wheelchair and keeping low as she did so. "Ve got to get her safe," she said quickly before she made a run for it, pushing the wheelchair as fast as she could. She knew it would be a bumpy ride but her instincts had kicked in in a way they hadn't for so long.
Tatiana was normally so skittish and scared, like a little bird but she hadn't survived through war and the last three years wandering the country if that was all she was. "Come!" she yelled towards Jack as she pushed Sophia back behind a barrel out near the gate. Taking a deep breath she looked over towards Sophia. "Stay dovn," she said quickly before peeking out from behind the barrel and reaching out for Jack. This was not how she expected things to start there but walls did mean people wanted what was within those walls. Just what were they after though? The city of something else? Everything was quiet now, there were no more shots. Only thing she could hear over the screaming and noise something off to the north but she couldn't pick it out.
Location: The Orc Cave Interacting With: Yeah, peoples, and orcs, and Brezcar
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Sana smirked a bit as she climbed down from the saddle and took a hold of the reins of Epona in one hand. "Not a problem Thomas, you should probably get some rest until the food is made and we make camp," she said before turning back to her horse and patting her old friend a few times as her eyes darted about the camp sight as it looked like Kyra was about to go into the cave to speak with the elder of this army. She didn't like the idea of Kyra going in there but if Keystone was going with her she at least knew the man could handle his own.
Kyra nodded some. "Right. Ntaj, you stay here. If something comes up at least you can translate for the group as a whole. Cyneburg can come with us. Hopefully we can get this worked out quick and we all can get some rest tonight," she said before turning and continuing to follow Brezcar. It was odd to her that they were not taking their weapons but with the amount of force this camp had she doubted they would last long if anyone drew on them.
Sana stepped over to Keystone and sighed a bit. "She's too calm, watch her," she whispered to Keystone before motioning over towards Kyra as she walked into the cave. Sighing she turned and tied off Epona to a tree before removing her saddle and tossing it on the ground. "Fire is looking good," she said idly to Calanon as she unpacked a blanket and tossed it on top of the saddle before she started to brush down her horse.
Kyra looked around the cave, it looked like they had been there sometime. The place was, for lack of a better tern, well lived in. The smell was bit much but after what she had smelt thanks to Keystone just a few days before it was like a tip toe through the tulips. There were more orcs in the cave, lining the walls even as they spread out to give more and more space in the cave. The deeper they went the more dank it smelt and the less light shown. It was cleaner further back and towards one area where they veered towards was what she assumed was the elder they were being brought to speak with.
Deep breaths in and deep breath out. Slow and steady as her mind went clear and she drowned out the sounds around her. Letting her senses find a a calm place in the midst of all the hollering and ruckus outside of her room. Everything was going wonderful in her mind and she felt at ease. That was until she felt a sudden wet splat of gum on her shoulder. Taking a deep breath her eyes opened and she reached up, pulling the gooey piece from her flesh and and looking at it. Rolling it around between her index finger and thumb for a moment before she rose and turned around.
"Matthew...." she said in a cool voice before she even laid eye on him. He was the only one on the ship that would pull such a childish and brother like taunting of her, especially when she was in the middle of meditation. Stepping over to him slowly, her heels thumping at the ground with each step she took. Holding up the gum as she went over to him and smirking a bit.
"Now, how in the world did this piece of gum manage to fly out of your mouth, over the floor of my room and onto my shoulder? Where you choking? Or am I about to choke you?" she asked as she pressed the gum against his lips before crossing her arms over her chest; her foot tapping slightly as she eyes him.
Location: Best Exotic: Dining Hall Interacting With: One hell of a hangover & @SouffleGirl123, @POOHEAD189, @Pundii, & Claire Time/Date: Early Afternoon/August 2nd, 2016
At the overly warm greetings Desh placed his hands onto either side of his head and groaned a bit. Yes, that was definitely the last time he ever tried to drink with the McManus siblings. He waved a little bit as he lowered his head and rested his forehead against his arms on the table. At Claire's question he nodded a little bit.
"I did not witness the calamity first hand but it came to my ears nonetheless. Your brother by blood apparently decided to poke the bear as it were when it came to a new comer that happens to know our resident doctor and all sorts of mischievous deeds ensued. Last I could hear through the ringing in my ears was that he was being helped up to your room by that friend of yours," Desh managed to mutter out before rolling his head to the side and groaning once again.
"Yes, yes, feel very much like the dung that has passed through the bowels of a ravenous beast I do feel right now," he said towards Alc. "Fear not, I be right as the summer rains if we had any by two days time. Much festivities are to be had but I must say that I will not be tossing back a cold one on the anniversary of your birth but I will be jovial without."
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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 - Year Five: Part 3</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Group RP</li><li>5+ Years Strong</li></ul></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013216">Operation Alternative</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Private 1x1</li><li>2 Years Strong</li></ul></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013217">Special Delivery: Wyoming Territory</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Private 1x1</li><li>1+ Year Strong</li></ul></li><li>Interning In The 'Moonshine'<ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Private 1x1</li><li>10+ Months</li></ul></li></ul></div></div>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><div class="bb-center"><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">Resources and Tutorials</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/162563-articles-and-guides-index/ooc#post-4265482">Articles And Guide Index</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/164555-a-welcome-to-rpg-navigating-the-forum/ooc">Navigating The Forum</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91296-rpers-guide-to-etiquette/ooc">Role Players Guide To Etiquette</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/126310-the-beginners-guide-to-role-play/ooc">Beginners Guide To Role Play</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175127-staying-true-to-character/ooc">Staying True To Character</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175139-developing-true-romance/ooc">Developing True Romance</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/127735-gming-101/ooc">GMing 101</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/139808-gming-201-randomization-world-narratives-lla/ooc">Gming 201</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/137477-lady-as-templates-for-use/ooc">Pre-Coded Templates</a></li></ul></div></div>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><div class="bb-center"><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">My Main RP Peeps</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 class="bb-mention" href="/users/dragoknighte">@Dragoknighte</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/nallore">@Nallore</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/sigil">@Sigil</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/rivaan">@Rivaan</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/onl">@ONL</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/romero">@Romero</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/remipa-awesome">@Remipa Awesome</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/the-grey-dust">@The Grey Dust</a></li></ul></div></div>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><div class="bb-center"><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">Everything Else</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="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5012946">Mausoleum Of Machinations - 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