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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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@Pundii On day 7


Amy Chang

Location: Altsoba Memorial
Interacting With: Hanson



"Fuck, fuck and double fuck," Amy mutters as she sees the tires are slashed. Grabbing Hanson, she looked around before doing anything else. Seeing people she knew or had had as patients in the past didn't sit right with her, granted she doubted it would sit right with anyone. Taking a deep breath she set down the things she had gathered into Hanson's lap and pushes him slowly and carefully through the town. Heading this way and that, keeping her distance from the undead as best as she can, her ball bat resting over the handles of the back of the wheel chair as she went.

"So, asshole, mind telling me what the fuck you know about what is going on here?" she asked rather frankly as she spotted the church off in the distance. Glancing over her shoulder from time to time as she walked, pushing Hanson's wheel chair as she went and taking much more time than she would have liked to get there but there were fucking dead people up and about like they were on break from doing a filming for Michael Jackson's Thriller. The last thing she wanted to do was start dancing in the streets. Last time she had been in the streets it was raining hearts, she didn't want to go through that again.



Belladonna Crypt

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



Belladonna kept casting, weaving her fingers this way and that as she took slow cautious steps back towards the front door once her husband and her daughter were out of the house and clear from it. "As much as I have enjoyed our time together, I do believe it is time for you all to leave," she said in a cool voice as her fingers curled together in front of herself. The tar like substance, beginning to move through the porous surfaces of the flesh and bones as she started to chant again. The tar lighting from within and glowing as the undead started to turn to ash and drift away into the air in a cloud that quickly swept out of the front of the house with a sweep of her hands and up towards the sky until it scattered to the winds.

Dusting her hands off she turned and and walked over towards her family, kneeling down in her hobble skirt and resting her hand on her husbands shoulder. "So gallant my love," she whispered in an icy roll of her tongue before placing her lips to his cheek. Looking down at her daughter, Belladonna ran her fingers through her hair. "Come my child, it is time to wake up or I shall be forced to dress you in pink and ribbons," she said calmly as her fingers trailed through her daughters dark locks. She let her husband tend to their child for now, but if she didn't wake soon she would have to try something a little more drastic.





@Nallore @FantasyChic - "Yeah, well we are going to see what we can do about getting you some pain meds and some antibiotics. Beni is heading over to a place called Newnan. They have walls and a good settlement over there from what we can see. Hopefully we can make a trade and you will be able to get some sleep tonight," he says as he washes his hands up and shakes them off. "Just try to relax, get some liquids in you and if you need anything, just give one of us a call. I'll be back to check on you in a little bit." Turning he looks over towards Tiffany. "If he starts running a fever, come get me quickly. I'll be in the lunch room for a bit. Two halls over," he says before heading back out.

@rivaan - "Sure thing, if you need anything, just let anyone know," he says before turning back to Beni and speaking to him some more about the trip to Newnan that people were planning on taking. Back in her room, Peaches has followed her and jumps onto the small cot, wagging his tail this way and that, yipping every so often at her playfully as the pup pants happily. Things seem pretty calm and there is a couple of guys sitting outside her room in the hallway playing cards.

@Morose - Lyon ignores Ed for a bit, that is until the stuff starts coming at him. He moves quickly, faster than one would expect a man of his age to be able to. Before Ed knows it, his face is pressed to the table in the middle of the blood and bits of bone and flesh with his hands pinned against his back with one of Lyon's large hands and Lyon's other hand pressing his face into the gore. "You really need to learn your place," Lyon states in French before repeating himself in English. Shoving him slightly he steps back and crosses his arms over his chest. Shaking his head he continues in French. "You are now nor ever have been worth anything. If you want to die worthless, continue the way you are going. Or you can start earning your place in this world."

@Caits @Nallore - Miss Sally is still talking to the others and everything else is calm; other than the pot that is starting to come to a rolling boil and is starting to fizzle over the top of the pot, it sizzling at it hits the stoves surface.



Tatiana Korvo


Location: Building F (Tatiana's & Jack's Home)



Tatiana couldn't help but laugh and hug Jack tightly. Of course he would crack a joke and she had no doubt he would wear a dress if he thought it would make her smile. The thought alone made her giggle. "Ring is beautiful," she said softly as she reached up and cupped his cheeks in the palms of her hands, leaning up and placing a soft lingering kiss to his lips. Letting her lips slowly peel from his she sighed happily as she stood there with her eyes closed, rolling her lips in and savoring the taste he left on them. "Hope they have priest," she added as her eyes drifted open and smiled brightly up to him. She couldn't believe it. She hadn't ever through of marrying anyone before everything happened, and certainly hadn't over the last few years. Things were changing quickly and, even though it was odd to think about in this day and age, in a great way.

Swallowing slightly, Tatiana reached down and laced her fingers through Jacks. "Ve vill have to do chicken dance at reception," she laughed, biting her bottom lip slightly. Here, people were dying around them and they were getting engaged. It didn't seem fair but she wasn't going to dwell on it. This was a day and age where you had to grab happiness where you could and right then she had Jack.

"Ve should get back, have lot to do for tonight," she said finally after a long silence.




Date: Sunday May 21th, 2017




@Dragoknighte - Relic listens as Mali talks, hoping that whoever she is speaking to can help. As Mali comes over he points to the floor plans for Boston Heights. "Your building actually. It was built back in the 1930's by, well we don't know. Some shell company back then but it was constructed with this," he says pointing towards the tunnels that connect through the basement apartments into the sewers of the city. "They are probably closed up now with the renovations the building has gone through over the last nearly 100 years but makes me wonder if that is how people have been getting in and out without really being seen."

@Nallore - Roy looks over to Riley and his eyes widen a little bit. "Seriously? Damn... That sucks, well where you came from but about this Marc guy," he says before shutting up and waiting for Riley to open the door. Ronnie grins as he steps inside. "Yeah, she is but looking out for," he starts before Roy grabs him by the collar and slams him against the wall. "What the fuck are you doing here Griffin?" Roy growls. Ronnie rolls his eyes a bit. "Fucking Christ Gregory! About made me shit myself!" Ronnie says as he holds his hands up. "Peddling drugs again?" Roy asks, tightening his grip. "Not since the last time you bought some you ass," Ronnie says narrowing his eyes, "go ahead, frisk me." Roy does just that before letting Ronnie go fully. "What the fuck are you doing here then?"

@Scallop - Marc nods a little bit. "That's good to hear," he says in reference to Felix not saying anything until everything was solved. "I was afraid they had already gotten to the local PD, why I sent Lawson in. Wanted someone from the outside. Lawson was former special ops," he said before running his hands through his hair and shaking his head. "Man saved my life in Afghanistan, spent years as a POW, and this place is what takes him out?" he mumbled more to himself than to Felix. Looking around he tilts his head to the side and points over to the wall. "Something isn't right here," he says as he steps over to a picture of the happy couple up on the wall. There is color fade around the frame that makes it look like more freshly painted than the rest of the apartment around the frame. Removing his jacket and rolling his sleeves up after taking the frame down he runs his hand over the wall for a moment before putting his fist through it and pulling it back. Shaking off the dust from his hand he reaches into the wall, fishing around for a bit before pulling out what looks like an evidence bag with an old gun in it. "Well lookie what we have here..."

@Scallop @Morose - Hearing the door, Marc hands over the bag with the gun in it and draws his own pistol from his holster. Placing a finger to his lips before taking off towards the sound of the slamming door. Leaning back against the wall he takes a little breath and listens carefully for a moment before checking the knob. Feeling it is unlocked he slowly turns it and starts pushing the door open.

@Morose @Sigil - "Yes, I would lay 100 to 1 odds it is a female. Between the records we have on this partial, they types of deaths, and the finger sizes around Miss Gonzalez's neck. It is most definitely a female." Going back to Alicia's body she takes out a ruler and starts taking measurements, jotting down notes on a piece of paper and doing some quick calculations. "Yes, female. From the hand size I would put her between 5'4" and 5'8", lean, and probably very strong for her size to be able to execute the amount of pressure to not only crush the vocals but start to crush the bones. This was pure rage, whoever this is, well she is very unstable," Tasha adds before looking up and cocking a brow. "Thank you for your concern but right now seems I either stick around and help or you get stuck with an intern," she says before sitting down and going back to work. As Caesar enters she looks up slowly and eyes the man, swallowing slightly. "Gracias pero no. My llamo Natasha Brinne," she states quickly before pulling the sheet back over Alica's body. "Y tu?" she asks as she crosses her arms over her chest, picking up on his accent that is anything but all American.
@DriveEMOut Yup yup, always accepting new characters. This is one of those Rp's where it is easy to bring in new folks. (Heck most of us have brought in new characters time and time again.)

@FantasyChic On day 4

@Sigil On day 3







@FantasyChic @Bluesky44 @Morose - The rid out there for group is pretty calm and nothing is out of the ordinary. You all get to Gene pretty quickly and without issue. Gideon heads straight into the ship and starts getting to work on trying to get the damn thing back off the ground, you can hear him mumbling under his breath but nothing of what he is saying an be made out. A few bruises are going to be on Gene's body, slowly forming and becoming more and more blue. The small gash is still bleeding but nothing horrid. Might be a good idea to get out of there as quickly as possible with everything going on with Patience.

@Sigil @Pundii @Dragoknighte - Jahosafat grins broadly as Carla enters and gives her a rather large bow. "Mi'lady, I look forward to getting your help with this! It is truly going to be the most intriguing situation. I will leave you to be filled in by the Captain here while my fine associate and I move this little bit of cargo over to the medical bay. Oh and I will need you both post haste to get some blood drawn. The sooner we can get that done the sooner we can get all this delicious activity under way!" Jahosafat says in a rather giddy tone, he sounds as excited as a child on Christmas morning. Turning he motions for Foy to give him a hand and starts moving the crate over to the medical bay. Once their he rolls his sleeves up and gathers what he needs. "Alright my good friend, let me tap some of that fine blood of yours," he says holding up the hypodermic.

@Pundii Anisa rubs her face before motioning for Jackson to help her back into the ship. "My quarters before we open this," she said as she tucks the box under her arm, whispering against his ear. Wobbling slowly through the ship and up the stairs she groans as she makes it down the ladder to her quarters and flops into a chair, resting the box on a table in her room. Looking over the crate she tries to get it open but nothing she tries works. "It's either pry the damn thing open or..." she starts to say before looking back over at Jackson. "We get someone who is Alliance to open it... Go get Camilla and keep it quiet," she said as she pushes her hair out of her face. They had others on the ship that had worked for the Alliance but Camilla had been higher rank and more with the covert sections. She hoped she would be the best bet to help with this.

@Dragoknighte - "Whatever. It works for me. Meat is meat as far as I am concerned at this point," Camilla says as she helps move the leg into place and waits for Lionel to make the cut. Little by little they are able to get more and more of the horse carved away. Once it seems they have what they can get, or at least what they want to get at this point, Camilla puts the knives back into the cart she brought out that now houses the meat and grumbles a bit. "Do you have any idea how to cook horse? Or are we just going to do this like we would any slab of beef?" she asks as she helps Lionel over to the cart so they can push it inside, hoping he can at least lean against it some while they move it into the ship.
@rivaan 5 day counters here hun. But yes, back to counters. (And starting them fresh off my last post, not everyone else's last post so it is even across the board.)
@Pundii @POOHEAD189

Since it is down to just us 3, we need options. Do we want to continue or do we want to hold until our girls have a less tense schedule and have more time? (We can just take this and post when we feel frisky as it were)
@Morose @FantasyChic @Nallore @Sigil @ONL

Okay, once Fantasy and Pundii get a chance to post I will make an update here.
@ONL Thank you!
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