Lady Absinthia

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

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Kyra & Sana

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

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Sana cocked a brow towards Keystone and shook her head. "Not talking for long term you dolt. Just to get the meat to hold until tomorrow evening at the latest. Nothing a cook couldn't do," she said with a chuckling snort as she took the food that was given to her and took Kyra's as well. Heading over to Kyra and handing her the food before heading back over to Keystone and having a seat. Kyra gave a nod and started eating quietly. It was more than obvious that the ranger wanted some peace and quiet after having taken a few bites stood up and wandered over to Epona to have a seat away from the group some.

Shaking her head a bit at her old friend Sana glanced over towards Keystone as he explained, taking bites of her food as she listened. Glancing up she sighed a bit, wondering just what all they were getting themselves into. Kyra had been listening and piped in. "Basically it boils down to this. They want us to strike a treaty with the village and we have to leave someone behind as insurance," Kyra said clearly before turning her attention back to her food.

Sana looked up from her bowl and glanced over to Kyra a bit surprised by what was wanted and then over to Keystone. "Seriously?" she said more as a statement than a question. They wanted them to leave someone behind? What would happen to them if things fell through and they couldn't get a treaty worked out? Rolling her eyes a bit she set her utensil down in her bowl and ran her fingers up and through her hair. "Well isn't this just bloody brilliant," she groaned a bit before sighing. "I can stay."

Kyra's eyes shot over to Sana and she shook her head. "Fuck that, you don't even speak the language. I'll stay."

"Well neither you do twat, so there goes that idea."

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Pundii Oh you have opened a new can of worms....


He will be working at a Bar/Club called AfterDark in what is known as the Deadlight District in Justice, just three blocks from the Imperial Apartments. Information about his work, boss and such will be up in the next WN. Move him to the CS tab

Let's Gush!

Okay, I gush about my peeps constantly. I just have amazing rpers in each of my rps and they keep things going. It's astonishing. Though I rarely ever call one of them out specifically. Well today I have to.

Right now I am totally gushing over @Morose. Why? Well let me tell you. This woman is fucking amazing. Not only as a gm, but as a character creator. She is in several of my rps and each of her characters are amazing but one is particularly in a league of their own. The Cabbage.

This character... omg. I hate him! I hate everything about him. He is egotistical, self absorbed. He just... omg, I just want to take him out and beat the shit out of him in real life. And that what is so amazing about him.

He isn't hated because he is a crappy character, or anything like that. He is so well rped that he evokes a true disgust when I read him and yet I want to see what he does next. Morose has broken a barrier that is so difficult with Rp. Evoking true emotional reaction with a character. Love is hard, hate is harder. So yeah, totally gushing over being able to see her take this character and make him so despised and yet so yearned for by myself and others in the rp!!!

When Royalty Collides ~Closed~

@HylianRose Okay, the post is great but that fucking gif is cracking me up!!!

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

@BlueSky44 On day 6

A New Dawn - A Star Wars RP

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Kayala Stalack

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Location: Main Hold

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Kayala had taken a seat in her chair and was sitting there running her fingers back and forth over a needlepoint she had been working on for the last couple of months. A little something to do here and there to help clear her mind and keep her focused when she had nothing truly important to do. Right then she felt she had nothing truly important to get to. They hadn't landed yet and the ship didn't need guarding yet. She figured right then she could just relax since she had been told she wasn't going. Everything she had taken out had been put away now and her mind was clearing of the Face she had planned on wearing that day. Everything was as calm as could be expected even though she was still rather irked about the entire situation.

That was until the call came out over the ships intercom and Kayala's eyes shot up and then narrowed. "You have got to be fucking kidding me...." she hissed from between her clinched teeth. Kayala was known for keeping her cool. She was adaptable, calculating. Taking everything in before she did anything. She weighed out the pro's and con's. She wasn't one to loose her head and snap. The little bit of a scathing remark she had left the group with before she had excused herself earlier was about the closest she ever got to snapping. A blank canvas didn't have a lot of reds and oranges on it in which to draw from. That was until now.

Shoving the needlepoint down into the chair she stood up and the door of her room slid open as she stormed out of it. It wasn't that she was angry for being called on the mission; she felt it was best that she should go. She knew the Hutts, had dealt with them time and time again. She knew the language, how to manipulate them, how to gain their trust and how to break it. This was the type of thing she was born to do. What was pissing her off was the fact one minute she was told that she wasn't going and had just wasted her entire morning of planning and then once everything was put away she got a "call" telling her to get her shit together. He couldn't even face her to tell her personally. That irked her more than anything.

Kayala was usually the voice of reason when it came to Luke, trying to get him to think things out. On the other hand Luke was always trying to get Kayala to open up. Oh she was opening up alright. In three, there he was, two, she got closer, one... "You need to get your shit together you understand me? You know full damn well if we have a mission that needs someone there that can handle something like this and requires the senator that I am first to get ready and start preparing. You fucking know good and well that it takes hours to get this shit sorted out so there is no stone left unturned and you know goddamn good and well that if I am told I am not going I wipe the slate clean. You want me with you fine. I should be. It's my fucking job but if you are going to flip flop on your fucking decisions as captain then you need to do one of two things. Either 1, have the fucking guts to come to my face and tell me and face whatever comes along with that shit or two, hand over command of this ship to Sutton! At least she has her fucking act together! Got it! Good!" she yelled, which was unheard of for Kayala; her voice echoing through the ship.

Turning she went to storm off and get her things back together before she stopped and looked back over towards Luke. "Pull another stunt like this and mutiny will be on the top of my fucking to do list!" she added before she stormed off. It was obvious she was outraged and offended by the entire situation. More so she was hurt. All three were things that usually never even registered on Kayala's radar, something a Face didn't show. Something some even speculated a Face was not even capable of feeling. It was obvious right then that those speculations were wrong.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Morose Yeah that was a little bit of a mix up, got cleared up in chat. You're all good Morose.

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

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@FantasyChic - While where Gene is going is on the same planet that Vengeance is landed on currently, it is on the other side of the planet, so the flight is going to take a bit to get there. Everything seems to be working fine for now though, the skies are clear with just a few clouds in them, the wind isn't kicking up horribly, and the small personal ship seemed to be handling itself rather well despite everything that has been going wrong with the main vessel. That is until suddenly there is a severe jerk that rips through the ship and the back engine starts smoking - She's going down! Brace for impact!

@Dragoknighte - Camilla smirks a bit as she wraps one arm around herself, letting her injured one just rest at her side as she watches Lionel. "Oh I am sure you would, you are pretty spry for a man of your years," she quips while shaking her head a bit. Taking a breath she leans against the doorway and looks around before glancing back over towards him. "I'm going to head up to the kitchen and get something to eat, do you want me to bring you anything?" she offers. It wasn't often that she offered such things to anyone in the crew but when people were injured she tended to be a bit of a softer touch, this was just one of those moments.

@Pundii - Anisa leans against Jackson as they make their way through the ship and she starts assessing the damage. Seeing Gideon come into the Engine room she nods towards Jackson at his words. "Well hopefully this little shit won't blow anything else up," she says eying the man before rolling her eyes and holding her hand out, motioning for Jackson to come back over to her and help her. "Come on, let's check outside," she said as Gideon smirks and flips over a wrench in his hand and then assures both the captain and the co-captain that he has everything under control. By the time Anisa and Jackson get outside Gene has flown off and Anisa is just standing there gawking at the sky as she flies off. "Did you know she was leaving?"

@Morose @Bluesky44 - The kid just sort of rolls his eyes and leans back in his seat as she sits there. He doesn't look like he is going to try to make a move but he doesn't seem like he wishes to stay there either; maybe he isn't as dumb as people would think looking at him. If he tried now it was sure to be his last move with the way the crew could be. The boxes that Daphne brings in turn out to be nothing much at first glance. Bandages and such, a few vials of antibiotics, the usual first aide type of stuff and basic medical that could be useful in a place like the mine if someone got trapped down there for a while and was waiting to be dug out; even some protein rations. Then there is something odd buried beneath so much "junk" - a case with the Alliance symbol on it. It is locked up tight and will take some work to get into but the look of the case alone clearly shows it should NOT be in with the rest of the stuff.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Cynthia

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Location: Behind The Sporting Goods Store Near Town Square

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Tim looked over towards Roxanne and sighed a bit as he tried to remember just how many had been killed. He tried going over each name in his head, his fingers ticking away at his side as he kept count. "Eight...." he said in a disheartened voice before glancing over to her. Cynthia perked a bit as she heard Tim speaking.

"Eight, eight, the burning hate. Between Sunday and Monday there lies a day so dark it will devastate." Her voice became eerie, like a child singing a lullaby. There was just something about that tone of voice that never sat right with people, it was probably why so many horror flicks used some five year old singing or praying to draw the audience in. And there was Cynthia using that particular voice as her head slowly tilted to the side and her eyes widened as she repeated herself, this time even slower than the first; drawing out each word as her fingers fanned out before her and curled back in. "Eight, eight, the burning hate. Between Sunday and Monday there lies a day so dark it will devastate."

Then on hearing she would get fortune cookies she giggled and snapped out of it, swinging to the other side of insanity. "Are they made from real Chinamen?" she said imitating Wednesday Addams. Then she went cold again and her voice went back to that dark child like voice with words that should never leave a child's mouth.

"Ever cut off a Chinaman's head? They don't bleed. Not like we do. Or maybe it was just the cold. You could always tell when they were coming. Those songs. They charge through the snow. Their guns froze. And that was okay because we were better. Colder. At chosen, we were colder than anyone," Cynthia said as she sat there looking Tim directly in the eyes before she wrapped her arms around herself and cried out. "Make it stop!!!"

🦄 The Best Exotic

@SouffleGirl123 You are on day 6