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5 yrs ago
Current Happy International Women's Day to all the fabulous female Gm's and Rpers out there
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6 yrs ago
Bond, James Bond, 007. You can never be replaced and will be deeply missed sir. RIP Connery 😭
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6 yrs ago
Major Congrats to all my peeps in The Walking Dead - We have reached the 5 year strong milestone!!! HOLY SHIT!
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6 yrs ago
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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6 yrs ago
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
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⚘ A Brief History
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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.


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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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The first step is scary.
Take it anyway.

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More gushing:

To my Walking Dead Peeps! We have broken the 8 month mark!!!! And to my Murder High Reunion Peeps as well, you all have broken the 6 month milestone!!!! (And Darker Than Black is closing in quickly on that 6 month mark having hit the 5th month last week.) I just can't get over it!!! 4 Rps over 6 months strong and Duplicity will hit the big 1 year mark in less than 2 months?!?!?! Totally gushing over my peeps as per usual. ^_^




Date: Sunday May 21th, 2017




@Morose - Roy looks over towards Tuesday as he catches her stash and shoves it into his pocket. "So, same ol' same ol'" he chuckled out, thinking about how many times he had sat there and hid whatever she needed and told people she was that so called model citizen. Standing up he walks over to the computer and takes a gander about the forensics department and who he assumed was Riley's girlfriend - maybe he could get in there and find some details on what he was looking for. "Maybe it is time we both went and visited your sister."



Marc Tinder

Location: 2A Boston Heights



Marc perked a brow at Felix's words and shook his head a little bit. "There are no such things as coincidences," he said as he turned around slowly in spot as his head tilted back and he glanced up before looking ahead of himself once again and continued to search around.

"Six months ago a woman was murdered in this very apartment but it is claimed to have been a suicide. Shortly after the man that killed her moved in, and then last week he supposedly kills himself, his shrink, and his wife," Marc says as she runs his hand along the edge of the wall where it turns to go down the main hall to the front bedroom.

"Now, as a murderer why would you move into the very apartment of the woman you killed? Where you wanting to cover something up, or where you looking for something?" he said more to himself than towards Felix. Stopping at the bedroom he cocked a brow before turning on his heels and walking to the other bedroom and glancing into it. "And why would a wife sleep separately from her husband? Especially a newly married couple," he said as he took note that Cameron's things were in one room and Lyndsay's were in the other. Pulling out his tablet he did a quick search and shook his head slightly. "Marriage license, date of marriage, 3 days before moving in here? Sloppy," he said before tucking the tablet back away.



Natasha Brinne

Location: Coroners Office: Autopsy



"Yes, I'm fine," she said with a bit of a smirk on her lips. It probably would have done Tasha good to take some more time off before she really got back to things but she was never one to just sit there and watch the clock tick by. Two fights with cancer in the last 4 years; six months more or less each time, she had taken off a grand total of 30 days from work and even then still kept in the loop. She found it easier to deal with things if she had something else to focus on; though this last bought was far harder than the first and she found herself weaker at this point than she had expected.

"Much slower paced than in the ER. Least here if I sit down for five minutes no one will bleed to death," she said as she looked at the body before she got started fully and gave a curt nod to Cecily. "Well hopefully no one will bother us today, shall we get started?" Natasha was used to teaching at this point, having worked in a teaching hospital before she had moved to Jaipur, even if it wasn't what she was strongest in. What she did know was the human body and as she worked she spoke; mapping it out both technically and nearly lyrically. She could make a scalpel nearly sing as she cut and moved, and weighed, and took notes; quickly and accurately dissecting the person but at all times showing the utmost respect for not only the general wonder of the human condition but for the person.

Stopping she rested her scalpel down and gathered a perplexed look on her features as she leaned in closer and took a look at the bruising on Alicia's body. Looking over at the paper work that was done so far and then back at the bruising. Tilting her head to the side she over to Lorna's body and look a look before glancing over towards Cecily after looking a the paper work for Lorna as ell and tapping her finger against her hip. "Would you recontact a Mr. Caesar Gonzalez. There is a note here that he was contacted for release of these two bodies. I will need them at least another 24 hours," she said as she flipped the files closed.

"This one was business," she said as she pointed towards Lorna's corpse. "This one was personal," she said as she hand flipped over and motioned towards Alicia. Sighing a bit she glanced around the room before her eyes fell onto Cecily and she cocked a brow.

"You wouldn't happen to have a hair dryer around here would you? One with a defuser would be ideal," she said as she placed the folders back down on the side of the examination table and looked at Alicia's corpse. "I have an idea," she added as she crossed her arms over her chest, lifting one arm and rubbing the back of her neck as she stretched it out. She was not feeling up to par. She was used to sixteen to thirty-six hour shifts on her feet, running around as if it was the end of the world. Now after a couple of hours of standing pretty much in one place she was already feeling it.




Atticus Pearson

Location:Outside The Ship


Atticus had made his way outside after cleaning up in his quarters for a time. Seeing the Mule was back and not hearing any screaming as he walked outside did him some good. Hopefully nothing else was going to go wrong. Looking around at the bodies he sighed to himself. Death was never a pretty thing but it was part of life. He wasn't going to let the bodies rot out there, they needed to be put to rest properly in his mind.

Taking out his bible, the worn leather cracked in the sun he glanced up as he head Gene's ship pull up and off Vengeance. "Just where is that woman off to this time?" he muttered to himself. They had been on Whitefall all day, where was she flying to and why right now? Their Captain had nearly died, people tried to kill the crew, the ship was shot up, and she was just heading off like that? He hoped she had spoken with the Captain before she left otherwise he knew it wasn't going to be a pretty scene.

Shaking the though out of his mind he went back to his task at hand, putting the souls off the assholes that had shot at them to rest. It would take some time because he hadn't gotten a lot of a chance to get started before he had had to lug Brutus's body into the ship. "Gorham!" he exclaimed as he kicked the ground. He left Brutus's body in the medical bay. Turning he matched back into the ship to go retrieve the corpse. He seriously doubted that Dorthy wanted the damn thing rotting in her infirmary.


Kyra & Sana

Location: The Orc Cave (Outside)
Interacting With: Yeah, peoples

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Krya glanced up from her work as she noticed some people were wandering off. Why wait until now she had to wonder to herself. She never understood people that waited until the last moment to get something done, it was rather inefficient. Things like firewood and water should have been gathered while her and the other two were inside dealing with the Chief, not held until the last minute right before dark when there was undead that had been attacking. Granted the fact that some had eaten while others had not and no one seemed interested in any else's true survival until others started making an effort drove an annoying prick into the back of Krya's mind. She couldn't general laziness or even the appearance of such.

"I'm surrounded by morons...." she muttered under her breath as she yanked the skin clean off another fluffy bunny. Sana cocked a brow as she glanced over to her old childhood friend at her words and took note of the look on her face. She knew that look all too well. It didn't bother Sana as much, as far as she was concerned if people didn't help they wouldn't eat, other than that she didn't give too hoots but she knew her old friend and Kyra expected a lot more from people than they probably expected from themselves. Shaking her head she decided it was best to not even broach the subject anyways. If Kyra blew up, it would make for an entertaining show to go with dinner.

Standing up she gave a quick thanks to those that did help with the meat preparation as she gathered it up and headed over to Keystone with it. She doubted anyone looking for water would have a big issue because of all the rain as of late but she would have been wrong. The water source for the camp was in the cave and no one that wasn't part of the tribe was being let in now that the meeting was over. Next water source, a mile north. Dry firewood would of course be another issue, best hope was probably drying some out once it was gathered.

Setting down the prepped meats next to Keystone's little work area she cleaned her hands off on a spare linen. "Know it is a lot but didn't know if we would get a chance to hunt again tomorrow or how bad the night would go. Figured it was best to stock up and dry some of this stuff out overnight for meals tomorrow," she said as she winds picked up a little bit and a chill ran through the air. Pulling her cloak closed she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "It's going to be a long night."


Belladonna Crypt

Location: Crypt Manor: Kitchen Area
Interacting With: The Hubby @Pundii, Mecurial, among others



Belladonna let out a slight breath as she watched her beloved jump into action. "Like a kid in a candy store," she said as she placed a single finger to her sunken cheek before turning and making her way gracefully down the hallway and into their bedroom. There she reached over to her husbands side of the bed and her fingers curled around the hand of her whip. Turning she let the weaved leather trail behind her along the floor as she approached the edge of the top of the stairs and looked down to see her husband enjoying himself. The heat of battle, she would need to make sure she could cool his blood later; that was after she made it boil of course.

Down each step Belladonna, the sound of the tip of the whip cracking through the air with each flick of her wrist. Not so much attempting to slaughter those undead before her but more so parting the fleshy sea so that she could pass. "Just because you are dead does not excuse you from manners," she said in a cool voice as the leather wrapped around the ankle of one and she pulled her arm out sending the bugger against a wall and out of her way. "Red clay does so clash with the gray's of my decor," she added as she flicked the whip back to her side.

Hearing the tell tail sound of the mace against flesh her head turned and her brows rose dramatically as she witnessed one decide to use her daughter as practice. Shaking her head her free hand came up as she began to chant in latin. The ball of the mace stopping in mid air over the creatures skulls before her other hand flicked out and the whip wrapped around his knees. A quick pull and released and he would be sent onto his back with the ball of the mace crushing in his skull. With speed she was at her daughters side, slipping an arm around the poor child as she turned her head to her husband and her eyes light aflame with a glacier flash so cold it burned. Her free hand tightening around the hand of her whip as she turned ready to unleash it as the remains of her breakfast concoction began to bubble and boil, pulling itself back together.
@Pundii @FantasyChic @Morose @Dragoknighte @BlueSky44 @Sigil

Alright, Just has withdrawn from the RP officially. Carla, just like with Gideon and Finger, will be treated like a general NPC as needed. (Though I am putting it out on the table if someone would rather take over one of these three as a "claimed" NPC - please let me know.)

@Pundii On day 6

@Arya10108909 You're welcome but no, we're not nice. We are just lulling you in to a sense of calm and trust until we can harvest your soul.
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