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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.
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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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Location: Hell Defrosting Interacting With: Hopefully not the other side
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Kyra stood slowly and stepped back, giving room but her eyes flashed at Thomas as he poured the drink down Sana's throat. "Are you mental????" she snapped moving to push him away from her. "Pouring liquid down a persons throat like that, someone who can't swallow? Are you trying to kill her? What, cause she pulled off magic that you couldn't? Cause she helped when your ass just stood there talking while the rest of us fought? Fucking egotistical worthless knownothing. Guess all that schooled learning you were bragging about didn't mean shit!" she spat as she stayed out of the way, letting the real healer of the group get close to Sana and hopefully save her childhood friend.
Epona paced nervously around the group, Ash growling low as he padded up and over to Kyra, Kyras hand coming out and resting on her dyrewolf's head, patting him gently. "Oh no, if she dies because of his moronic deeds I'll rip his throat out personally," she said from between her clenched teeth. Ash half way growling, half way whimpering but in the end sitting down on his hind quarters, just waiting and watching.
Kyra rested her free hand on the hilt of her sword, her fingers lightly caressing the metal as her eyes darted between Sana and Thomas. Sana on the other hand was not moving as of yet, she looked pale and broken. The liquid pouring down her throat and straight into her lungs for she could not swallow. and she was too far in the state of unconsciousness for her body to even give a gag reflex. Like a person that had drowned and washed up on the shores. Twitches here and there and a low gurgling but nothing that was of enough force to actually clear out her lungs. Sure some of it got to where it needed to be but not near enough to do any real help, in fact to look at it, because of the flooding of her lungs it did far more harm than good.
It wasn't until Keystone picked her up as if she had stepped in a trap and hung her upside down did the liquid start to flow out and onto the ground, the potion mixed with lung fluids. Drooling out of her mouth and nose as her body continued to twitch and yet there was still no movement from the gypsy. Kyra's fingers were starting to wrap around the hilt of her blade, starting to pull it from its sheath. Her eyes narrowing as she watched her friend dangle there as if she was the catch of the day. Nearly stepping towards Thomas until she heard a spat coming from the other direction.
Sana's body finally began to hack and cough and even bark trying to clear the fluids until finally everything was expunged. Kyra froze in her spot as Epona whinnied but there was no more noise coming from her but a heavy wheeze from her lungs. She was breathing but it was like she was suffering from a horrible lung infection now and her body was still chilled and now shivering reflexively. Kyra's hand did not release from the hilt, but her breath held, waiting to see what happened next.
Elizaveta eyed the woman before her speaking to her for a moment, one could not tel if she could understand her or not. Turning to fully face her she still did not say anything, letting her eyes drift from Mary to those watching over her for a moment before looking back at Mary. Elizaveta stepped gracefully towards the nun, her eyes drifting slowly over her as she began to walk around her. Seemingly to take in everything that was the woman before her. A look that could almost be taken as judgemental crossing her features, or was it something else? One could not be sure with the way Elizaveta carried herself.
Finally she stopped before Mary and a smile broke over her features, coming to her dusty rose lips. "It is a most grand pleasure to meet you Dame Mary Hale. I vas told tale of your travels vhislt I vas in passing through your magnificent of cities on my journey to London. His Holiness vas a most cordial during my visit even despite his declining health. Prayers be with him that he is vith the church for many years to come," she said in a soft dove like coo of a voice but yet it radiated with resounding distinction of authority when she spoke despite the thick Russian accent.
"Please forgive my rudeness, such a long journey from my homelands has rendered me mannerless it does seem. Please allov me to introduce myself. I am Elizaveta Romanova," she said bowing her head slightly as she spoke before she extended her slender pale fingers towards Mary in greeting. "Please if you vill, Veta vill be perfectly fine vhen addressing me," she added with a gentle smile. No title, no correction, just Veta?
"I have already concluded my prayers for this moment. My gratitude goes out to your bishop to allov me a private moment in vhich to do so. There are fev places in this city vhere I can vorship as my denomination so designates. Vhilst not completely in order I do not believe that prayer here vould be looked dovn apon by the Lord as long as prayer as indeed given. Shall I leave you be to pray Lady Hale?"
Peter chuckled at his uncle before looking over at Lauren and giving her a charming smile. "Well if I ever find myself in a moment of disgrace I do hope that I can look back on it as favorably as my uncle here. Now, yes, I must say with the bells tolling it would not be wise to set out alone on this evening."
Setting his glass down he stood up and straightened in his jacket, a thought crossing his mind as he looked at the various images painted in frames and few photographs. It brought back memories that he wished to push down. Not that his entire time in the service was horrible but there were moments he did not want to remember. In fact after the war there were many many moments he prayed would never cross his mind again yet there they were, creeping up when least expected. Perhaps those few drinks he had had lowered his mental defenses and made it easier for those thoughts he did not want to have to come creepy to the forefront of his mind.
Shaking off the thoughts he looked back over towards his glass and pondered for a moment if he should just down as much as he could until he passed out and couldn't remember anything. Thought after a moments contemplation he pushed that thought as well out of his mind. It would mean that he would be in any condition to speak with Vera come the following morning and he was not about to stack the odds against himself. That would just be plain... moronic.
Coughing slightly he looked back over to his uncle and Lauren. "Yes, I second the escort invitation, as well as remaining here. I am sure we can get you set up for the evening if you wish. Granted you would not have any of your own clothing but I am sure there are some uniforms we could find that would fit come morning," he teased. "The choice is up to you mi'lady I would say that we couldn't let you leave without at least an escort considering the bells."
Newnan - Froggy looked up at Ash as he brought the Hoardbuster outside of the courthouse and parked, waiting to move. Then the announcement came through from Ash about the gurney's. Froggy's expression got worrisome. "Why are you asking me to bring out what is already here?" he asked incredulously before shaking his head. "You come to me this evening for a full evaluation," he added before hopping up into the back of the Hoardbuster to get a look to what was going on exactly. He had given Ash a look, one that basically said...I know you are the boss here but I am lead medical and I am not budging on this one."
As he climbed in he shot a look towards Meg. "No moving anyone until I do an assessment," he yelled as he hopped into the back with Tatiana close on his heels. Tatiana paused for a brief moment and looked over towards Jack, a wave of relief coming over her features to see he was back and alright, before scurrying along after the resident doctor. Froggy stopped for a moment as he saw Bridgette and it finally sunk, they had lost their girls but where was Astrid's body? He'd ask later.
Kneeling down by the boy he checked him over before looking at Meg and Tatiana. "Alright, now you may move him, keep him on the stretcher and be gentle," he said before radioing into the infirmary. "Niesha, we have one boy coming your way for what looks like Malnutrition," he said before turning towards Ray and sighing inwardly. "And an amputee, prop the OR door open for me and scrub up, you're assisting," he added before looking over towards Jack and Ash. "Alright, you two I need him moved into the OR. On the stretcher to the gurney and into the OR past the Infirmary, I gotta scrub," he said in his usual thick french accent before telling Tatiana to take care of anything else out there and then to get into the infirmary and help Kris with Ciel once he was moved. The ballerina nodded quickly as Victor headed out of the truck and bolted for the courthouse to get scrubbed up.
Miss Sally headed into the Mess Hall and headed over to the new comer. "Well we have a new person, that is nice compared to what happened outside," she said, having just caught the tail end of everything outside before she had come in. Sitting down across from Beatrice. "Welcome to Newnan, I am Miss Sally. Are you hungry? Of course you are, out on the road everyone is hungry. We have some wonderful deer thanks to James, let's get you some of that and some other things. Load you up," she said with a grandma like determination. Friendly but stern. "Come on girl, let's get you some food, follow me," she said as she stood up and limped towards the kitchen.
Franklin - Franklin was calm, people were walking in and out of the cafeteria to grab something small before heading out. Most of them were covered in dirt or blood or both. Medic had come in quickly, grabbed some chips and rushed back out. Mike took a deep breath as he came in and looked around, a smile breaking over his features as he spotted Amelia. "Heard you were in here, ran into Sana in the infirmary," he said brightly but you could tell that he was hiding the pain of just losing his father. Stepping over to her he reached up onto a high shelf as he looked over his shoulder making sure no one else could see before pulling down a box of valentine chocolates that had seen better says. Opening he up he grabbed a piece before holding it out to the girls. "Hurry, grab one so I can hide it," he said with a wink, whilst holding the piece between his teeth.
@Nallore I will be posting tomorrow, I think @Sigil is posting tonight - hopefully anyways, on day 6. (We are still hodge-podging through TWD time jump updates, so if he doesn't manage and you need to go ahead and post, just go ahead and move forward, I can always PM you details if you end up on the streets.)
Subway of Justice/Justice Asylum: - Relic looked over towards Mali and nodded. "I think we should have time and even if we are a bit late, Zoie will be fine. She's used to me running late since I always take the most confusion way possible to a location," he assured Mali as he stepped off the train and onto yet another, almost as if to make his point. "I want to follow up on this lead though before anyone has a chance to kill this doctor. Want to know why she is asking questions, asking questions about the person I am sure killed Danica." Over at the Asylum Cynthia was sitting in front of a TV watching the news tell more about the shoot out at Club Afterdark, entranced with the report. That was until the orderlies decided to interrupt her. It was one hell of a fight to get her over to Iris's office and by the time they brought her through the door her nose was dribbling blood and she was in a straitjacket smiling a chesshire grin towards her. "Tasty," she growled in a happy manner as she licked the blood that was staining her lips.
Classic Building 3C: - "I was thinking we could wire Castle here and send him in to talk to Cynthia. See just how far gone she is currently, if she is like she was at the Reunion we might be able to break her out. At least this way we can gauge her and you and I can stay out of sight and whoever is messaging you won't think you are trying to help her. If Ada was closer I would ask her since she was the closest of us to Cynthia but she's either in Chicago or Hawaii right now," Marc said as he went back over to the bag he had brought into the apartment with him to carry the white noise distorter. Pulling out a small black case he smirked and looked over towards Felix. "Want to play undercover agent?"
Justice Morgue: - "Of course I will," Natasha said as she took the X-rays so she could get a better look at the bullet. Looking at the screen as the images came up she tilted her head to the side. Then looking around for a moment before her eyes fell on Caesar. "Going to need you to hold her down while I extract the bullet and stitch her up," she said before looking at Cecily. "Sorry but the bullet is deep and I don't have anything to numb the pain. This is going to hurt like a bitch," she told her frankly as she turned and got what she was going to need together. "Yeah, found out a few more things, I can release the bodies now. We can talk about all that once Cecily is out of danger. That bullet is splintered and close to an artery. So if you would just hold down so she can't move, cause she is going to want to," Dr. Brinne added as she snapped on a pair of latex gloves and waited for Caesar to take his place before she did anything else.
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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]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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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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