Lady Absinthia

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Thana Martin

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Location: Medical Garden (10)

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Thana listened to what Ash had to say but she kept her distance at this point. She understood the conundrum but she feeling as if he was jumping the gun a little bit with worrying this much. Granted she really didn't have a fully formed idea of what he had been through in the past, at least not where sanity was concerned. Taking a breath she brought up something that had irked her earlier in the day, it felt like the right time. "I think you need to slow down. You seem to have a tendency to leap before you really think things through," she stated in a no-nonsense tone.

"For example. I had not officially accepted the position as Agricultural Lead. I said I would take a look and let you know my decision later. Yet at the gate you went ahead and announced it to the entire town. This placed me in a rather unwelcome predicament. One, it took me by surprise. Two, it put me in the position of having to agree to something or make the leader of Newnan look like a fool when I called him out in public. It was not exactly something I appreciated," Thana informed Ash. "Then you changed out commands. I feel that you might have held off on that had you not jumped the gun as it were concerning my position here in town. Yet, there is nothing that can be done about that now."

Taking a breath, Thana's tone soften slightly. "We are not sure what you saw yet. This is something you need to look into more, in a manner of speaking. If you are truly worried about being fit for command and with the lack of options you have presented me I suggest you stay by the side of someone you trust, run all decisions by them until you make a full decision on whether or not you need to step down." She had heard of people hallucinating before, especially after a traumatic event. Much of the time they recovered quickly as long as they didn't try to bottle it up. It didn't seem that Ash was trying to hide it. Holding out her hand to him she locked her blue eyes with his own. "Either way I think you should relinquish your side arm. If your cheese has in fact slipped off it's cracker, I would rather not have to put a bullet in your skull for trying to open fire on a crowd because you thought you saw something.

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Lola Holler

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Location: North Of Newnan (Spring & St. Clair)

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"Hell no! That be Chili and Mac And Cheese, together! Just as lovely coming up as it was going down!" Lola laughed as she turned the monster of a tank and began to drive down the road. She had been rather proud of that belch. It was loud, it was long, and it was deep. Not to mention it carried more nasal triggers than a car stuffed with 10,000 pine forest air fresheners from the car wash, only much more.... rotten? To her it was wonderful. Sure it didn't exactly have a smell like petrol on a mid summers eve but it made ones head spin just as much.

Hearing Jet bitch again only made Lola laugh even louder. "Fucking boomerang effect gets ya every time," she bellowed. "Just wait till tonight when all that goodness works it ways through all me pipes! I'm gonna singe the hair right off your legs! Be the closest thing to a shave you're probably gonna have for the next year." The woman had no shame.

Going down Temple, west from the smoke Lola finally swung the mammoth mobile down College Street and then hung a right onto Wesley. Some of the snow was still piled up on the other roads and while she normally would have plowed right through it, they did have a passenger riding up top. She figured she could be at least semi nice and not send more snow his way. Sure, it might be putting him further away from the smoke for now but hey, better than ice down once drawers. Right? Finally hitting St. Clair she started heading south again.

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Tatiana Korvo

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Location: The Newnan's House (Building F)

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Tatiana finished her meal and set her dishes in the sink. She needed to wash them but she figured she would at least wait to hear from Jack before she did any cleaning. Would be silly to wash dishes twice, waste of water. Running a rag over the few crumbs that had managed to get on the counter she shook out the rag in the trash can before hanging it back up and going to rest on the couch. She needed to prop her foot up and part of her really didn't want Jack to come home and see her on her feet. She knew she could handle it but she also knew that Jack wouldn't like it. Didn't matter how small the injury was, now that they were married and she was pregnant she figured she could get a hang nail and he would treat her as if she had just lost a limb.

Yet she hadn't even managed to get to the couch when she heard a knock at the door. Moving over she peeked out the front glass and smiled a bit. Speaking of lost limbs, there was Ray on her front porch. Opening the door she greeted him. "Hi Ray, come on in, have seat," she said in her ever bright voice as she carefully stepped out of his way and held the door open for him. Once he was inside she closed it and had a seat on the couch. "Hov is everything?" she asked as she picked up her radio from the coffee table and attached it to her belt loop. She hadn't heard anything back about Miss Sally and that worried her but may no news was good new right then?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Posting once I get back from the mechanics.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Morose Day 5

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

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Kyra & Sana

Location: Tavern -> Heading Towards The Tower
Interacting With: Various
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Sana and Kyra stood there listening to people's suggestions. Sana was all for just going in and getting it over with before some elf came along and sang a sleep song only to lead everyone to pass out and wake up in cages. She shuttered at the memory. Kyra was more of the opinion that they should look around a bit. The white haired lady wasn't against them splitting up so much, couple scaling the walls and others going in another way. Sure, would split up their numbers but then again it could just let them get through this a lot faster. None of them knew what was inside or even if there was anything.

Yet, before either of the women could say anything, all hell broke loose. Or at least was evacuating, from the depths of Thomas's stomach. Neither of the women seemed to see it coming but Ash sure did. The direwolf took a few steps back, which caused Kyra's attention to get turned towards her traveling companion. Sana was listening to Keystone. That was until sounds starting coming from the wizard that couldn't be mistaken. Both women took several long steps back, Sana placing herself behind Keystone. He was large enough to shield her from the on coming flow if it came their way.

"So people always throw up when you are around?" Kyra quipped towards Keystone as she watched the show. It was far too reminiscent of what she had seen Femnal go through after Keystone released the Kraken back at the tavern before this whole adventure began.

Sana peeked around Keystones arm and cocked a brow. "You know, I really should have just searched for that lost goat I saw on the wall of the tavern instead of doing this...." she muttered.

Kyra brought the back of her hand up to cover her nose. "Okay, I'm going in. The smell alone just blew whatever surprise advantage we had..." she said before turning towards the door and attempting to open it. It didn't budge. Again, putting more weight into it, still didn't move. Letting out a huff she tried again, still nothing. Didn't feel like it was locked or anything, just wedged shut. Looking more closely at the door it seemed the hinges were bent. "Hey, tall and broad, wanna take a knock at this damn thing?" she asked as she stepped to the side.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

@Morose @rivaan Day 5

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Morose Day 5

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

March 22nd, 1823

Scotland

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Rory chuckled a bit and ducked as Calums hat came flying out the window. Reaching out he caught it and placed it on his head. "Done with this I take it?" he called out towards the carriage. The door flung open a moment later and the former Parson leaned out of the carriage looking every bit a Catholic Priest.

"Bloody hell, that entire get up was itchin' me like no tomorrow. Glad to be rid of it and that hat," he said as he took a couple of steps down the side of the carriage and hopped out, with much more grace than he had been showing even just recently.

"Hey, this hat looked brilliant on you. What's you complaining about?" Rory asked as he did his best impression of a man of breeding, complete with hat twirl and bow. Calum just rolled his eyes a bit as he tugged at the collar. "Stop that, or your gonna bust it."

"Well, will be my first matter of confession then," Calum snarked.

"Who ya gonna confess to? Yerself?" Rory said bursting out with laughter and dodging a swing from Calum before he darted off and climbed back on top of the carriage and into the driver seat. "On yer own lass."

Calum shook his head a bit before glancing over towards Maeve and smiling a bit nervously towards her. "Sorry about the ruse, clumsy Parson draws far less attention than one would think."

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England

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Case Name: Time to go
Location: London
Time: As quickly as possible
Reason: To get moving to meet Veta for Brunch
Group: Sister Mary, Adam

My Hider

Continue towards the Circus, should arrive by end of this round. As per usual, pm me for rolls about the trip. No rolls will be made after day 5 of this counter. 7 days to complete.

Case Name: Death of a Garden
Location: Crypt Manor (London)
Time: An hour or two
Reason: Try to figure why everything died and why only 1 thing grew - you can finally start lol
Group: The Crypts

My Hider

Time to get to work hard core. Pm for rolls on results of tests, please be as specific as possible with roll requests to try to find information. The most specific the better. Freshness of corpse is key here, so move quickly. 7 day to complete.

The Strand: Michael chuckled a bit as they passed Frances. "Oh that I have Miss. Doesn't seem to talk much though, wondering if the cats got his tongue," Michael said cheerfully as he pulled the cart and made his way down the street. He wasn't meaning anything by the comment, just trying to make light of a rather dark situation. Some thing that Michael had no want to be a part of but was simply doing it because that was what he did.

Turning his attention back to the road ahead of him he kept walking, steadily pulling the body and half glad that the constable had instructed them to move it. Had they just left it lord only knew how long it would sit out in the streets stinking, rotting, defecating itself, bloating, or being torn apart and eaten by whatever stray hadn't had a meal yet that morning.

Making his way around the corner, Michael stopped in front of one of the buildings lining the street. one looked far more run down than though around it and from above the door hung a barely readable sign - Physician. Setting the end of the cart down carefully Michael dusted his hands off as he stepped over to the door and started banging on it loudly. "Nuetermyre! Wake up!" he shouted and banged again. Looking over at Thalken he sighed. "The man is about as deaf as a door post and sleeps until the sun goes down."

Sarah Ann laid in bed, her head tossing and turning every so often. She would whimper in her sleep, kick from time to time, it was like a horrible combination of a bad nightmare and being unable to get comfortable just as one was trying to fall asleep. It didn't help that she screamed out as she doubled kicked down her sheets, one of those oh shit I'm falling in my sleep! moments. It could all be chalked up to simple shock and fear most likely thanks to the scare she had had earlier, the young girls didn't tend to take well to corpses, doubly less so if it rolled down the hill towards them. Sarah Ann was even more skittish than the rest, which did not help in the slightest.

Regent's Park: Myska growled slightly as he finally released the material of Elizaveta's skirt, letting Vlad take ahold of her and finish the trek up to the shore. Bounding slightly ahead the large cat finally found land and shook himself off, sending a downpour of water on the rest of those standing there. The cat looked rather proud of himself for soaking half the circus in one go. Veta on the other hand, did not look very well at all. Her lips were dark purple, her pale skin seemed nearly transparent at this point, and it was ice cold to the touch.

Vlad beating on Elizaveta's back seemed to be getting some of the water out of the poor girls lungs. As Constantin grabbd her and squeezed, a gush came out. Myska turned and growled towards the two men. They meant well but Myska didn't know that. All he could see was what looked like a lifeless Veta being manhandled and beaten. The tiger looked like he was about to rip both of their throats out with one fell swoop of his jaws. They were big enough.

Sister Sophia finally rushed over, half drenched thanks to Myska and gasped when her eyes finally fell on her charge. "Move, move, out of vay, out of vay," she demaned. "Blankets, torches," she added as she sunk down to her knees. "Veta, speak," she yelled but the Grand Duchess still wasn't moving, at least not a first. The girl eventually gasped for breath and her chest started moving up and down as she drew breath but she still hadn't woken. "Ve need get her inside tent, varmth, she's freezing to touch."

Westminster Hospital: Once the three of them were in the hallway and the door was closed to Mrs. Wyndham's room Dr. Graham let out a frustrated huff and kicked the wall. Rubbing the back of his neck he looked over towards Fyror and Gerard. "Sorry, that woman is just vexing," he said; apologizing for his actions. Turning he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the wall in thought.

"If she is already missing, I fear the worst," he muttered more to himself than to the two men standing there. Slowly his eyes trailed towards Fyror and then to Gerard. "Is it like Miss Wyndham to go missing like this?" he asked of the two of them. For Millicent to be gone was very out of the ordinary, she rarely went anywhere without informing someone where she was headed and when she expected to return. She rarely went anywhere alone, always with an escort. Ever mindful of the rumors the ton would spread if she was caught out and about without someone at her side that was associated with her family.

Yet, last night may have changed many things. The way she was acting when she was escorted home by Rutherford, the bruising, the look of nothingness in her eyes, the way she had to be lead around like she was a shell of her former self. Though, all of that, she couldn't move from a chair to her bed without being lead by someone, she hardly could have moved and gone missing like this if someone wasn't leading her at this point. "Does anyone know when the last time she was seen?"

Is this Ethical?

I see no problem with having more than one account. I do. Having said that, I make it clear that my secondary account is an ~alt account~ and she is only used to post ~Death Scenes~ - Lady Luck is the name given for when I have to make rolls or randomization's. Use the account to let people know basically ~the shit has hit the fan~. Started off as a joke and turned into a useful tool that is both fun and helps keeps things more organized for me. Especially if I have to search back for death posts. But again, my Rpers know this.

As far as having one account to Gm and another to RP on? To each their own. Personally, I wouldn't for that. I have my World Narratives for my Gming and then I have my characters. If I am just needing to do an information dump for my Rpers I post a World Narrative. If I am doing my character and they are interacting with other characters, I post as the character. What headers and line breaks are for. You can do both on your account and in the same post. No reason to hide behind one name for one thing and another name for another. (That is unless you really feel you have something to hide and if that is the case, perhaps you need to re-evaluate just why you feel you need to hide behind an alt.)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Sigil Need an edit for you to put in the Ash/Thana collab

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@rivaan NO, that works hun. Beating the shit out of someone's back when they are out cold works great! LOL (But seriously, it is a logical jump even without medical training.)