Lady Absinthia

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

@The Grey Dust @Dragoknighte @Sigil @Rivaan

Okay I am up next in rotation - will be posting later today.

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

@Sigil @Morose @FantasyChic @Bluesky44

Okay, on day 5 of the reset. Everyone has their posts in which is awesome, thank you so much for that. I will be updating later today.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Morose @Rivaan @Sigil @FantasyChic @Caits @Nallore @ONL

Okay, counters are on day 5 for the reset - if you have posted since the counter reset, no worries, you are on your personal counter. If you have not, please get those in soon.

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

@Rivaan - Okay, Sat is up in rotation.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Date: Monday May 22nd, 2017

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@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @FantasyChic @Scallop @Nallore

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*All in the same time frame now - so if you need to message someone or call them - it will contact them in real time finally.

La Hacienda: Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico: Maria shot Caesar a look that was all too familiar. One that Alicia had mastered many years ago. One that obviously she got from her mother. "My daughter is dead... I think I have a full grasp of just how dangerous your fucking work is..." she snapped.

Reaching out she took little Liam in her arms and coddled him close to her chest, running her hand along his back in a soothing gesture before turning on her heels and heading back into the house. She knew how dangerous his work was. How dangerous what Alicia had done had to have been to get her killed. Her daughter hadn't been some pampered rich girl. Sure they had money but Alicia had never been sheltered. Maria wished she had been a bit but no, the girl was had been a walking time bomb, ready to blow at anyone and anything at anytime. Didn't matter where they sent her to school, Alicia had always found a way to pick a fight here and there. The girl made sure she knew how to look after herself... If someone took her out, they had to be the best didn't they?

Meanwhile over where the tit-trio were Natasha's eyes widened a bit as Thalia tried to explain something far different than what she figured that Cecily was getting at. Luckily it was cleared up rather quickly. It could have been a lot more awkward than it had been. Like how things had been going out front when they arrived. At least she imagined that entire situation was going badly, well perhaps not badly but oddly. The looks people had been giving each other and the way people had cleared out made it pretty obvious that it wasn't going to be a warm welcome home type of moment.

At the question Natasha nodded a bit. "I will take a rest later on. Good enough to pay my respects," she said as she stood by the door before opening it and waiting for Thalia to lead the way. Natasha knew she could easily have gone for a nap right then, she could take a nap most anytime these days but that wasn't who she was. She tended to power through things until she dropped and without Lincoln there to manhandle her into bed and make her get rest she was just going to do what she always did, keep moving until she couldn't. Things with Cecily were healing nicely and she probably wouldn't need Natasha to look over the wound for more than another day. If she felt bad enough she would go home then but perhaps just some down time without being in a hospital for work or herself would do her some good. At least that is what she had told Lincoln to get him off her back.

Diamond District: Wayne gave a smirk that was fitting of RuPaul herself. "Oh honey child. All T, no shade. I wouldn't dream of letting anyone else get their mits on the two of you. Now, come," he said lacing his arm through Mali's on the other side and waving with a rather limp wrist towards the back of the salon. "Tell me just what you two hummingbirds will be up to tonight. Any special plans?" he said with a wink as his voice rose nearly an octave.

Zoie just rolled her eyes a bit and let Wayne lead the way. "Keep it up you fruit and I'll tell the whole west side you're straight," she snarked a bit with a smirk crawling across her lips.

"You bitch," Wayne countered as he lead them back to a changing room. "Get your cute asses in here to change. Marco will be by shortly to take you for a facial."

"Doesn't that cost extra?" Zoie called out much louder than she really needed too.

"Oh keep it up girl and I'll let everyone on the east side know you eat rattle snake," he said in a mocking voice. Zoie laughed and gave the man a kiss on the cheek before sauntering into the changing room. It was large with a couple of ottomans in the center, robes hanging on the walls and slippers lined beneath them.

"I should tell you all about his Madonna phase," Zoie chuckled as she sat down and started to take off her heels while she waited for Mali to join her and Wayne to shut the door.

Police Department: Station 54: The on lookers were joking and jeering a bit as they watched both the captain and Detective Gregory get more and more heated in the office. Voices were rising in volume but the glass and walls were doing a pretty good job of keeping anyone from knowing exactly what was going on between the two of them.

"What do you think it is this time?"

"Probably Gregory running off again."

"Misplaced evidence."

"Lost a body?"

"No, a fucking partner," Roy finally chimed in as the door swung open and he stormed out.

There was a collective "damn..." from the group as they watched him before going back to their own business and a couple of them exchanging money. Roy grumbled under his breath as he made his way over to his desk and flopped down unceremoniously in a heap next to Riley.

"Damn green blooded hobgoblin. Assigning me a partner. I don't need any fucking partner, especially some transfer from out of state that I gotta treat nicely..." he snarked under his breath before rubbing his face out of frustration. This was not how he had wanted his day to go. Sure he was still breathing, still alive, but was that really a good option at this point. He'd rather have been strapped with a blind dog suffering from incontinence than to have to deal with a new partner. There was a reason he worked alone.

Justice Memorial: The officer pulled the phone away from his ear and stuck his finger in it for a minute give it a good shake. This guy did sound like he was off his rocker. Placing the phone back at his ear he finally answered the man. "Yeah that does sound like a bit out of left field," the man on the phone admitted.

The mention of the Asylum and Boston Heights though let him breath a little bit. That was completely away from the hospital, so that made it some one else's problem. Not his. "But hey that isn't out jurisdiction. You need station 54," he added after a few moments. "Well you need station 54 for Boston Heights, you need station 42 for the Asylum. We don't do transfers but here are the numbers, got a pen?" he offered. It wasn't like they were on a switch board or anything but hey a number was better than trying to call information and get the numbers. The man waited until Felix said he was ready before spouting off each of the numbers. Once he was sure that the crazed loon had what he needed, or at least enough to get him off the phone he hung up without warning or another word. Just leaving the phone line dead until the tell tale tone rang through that there was no longer anyone on the other end.

FBI Headquarters Justice: Marc listened to what Priya had to say, resting his chin on his two index fingers as his hands laced together. Seemed she had more than two cents to put towards the conversation. She seemed to be saying all the right things but Marc had been in this business long enough to know that things were not always what they seemed. She seemed too good to be true and when things appeared like that, chances were they were. As she finished he dropped his hands and rubbed the back of his neck slightly.

"Well aren't you just the poster child for the downtrodden. Ever posed for a recruitment commercial?" His voice was dripping with sarcasm. He wasn't exactly hiding the fact that he believed that she was selling something he just wasn't buying but that was probably to be expected. FBI, or any law enforcement for that matter, were not the most trusting bunch. They had their reasons. Each one usually learned quickly while they were a rookie that even their co-workers tended to lay on the silver tongue when it was needed, a lot of the time when it wasn't. Marc, personally, had even had to deal with a partner once that turned out to be a mole. It wasn't a pretty scenario.

"Well let's see how this dance goes. I will give you some information and see what you do with it. Baby steps. Little at a time. If you end up not putting a bullet in my chest or a knife in my back we can move forward," he added after a few moments of contemplation. "So since I am giving you limited information at this time, let's play twenty-questions. Ask me what you want to know first."

Justice Asylum: The door to the room opened slowly and Nurse Cratty stepped inside. "Don't do it girl or you won't get this," she snarled towards Jaina before holding up a plastic fruit bin of strawberries. "Now sit down girl," she added as she handed the strawberries over to Iris. "I can always call the orderly back in here and get the meds," she warned before turning her attention over to the doctor. Well at least part of her attention. Her eyes might have been on Iris but her mind was on Jaina and just how dangerous the woman could be.

"Spoke with the U.N. They have someone that can come out, they are sending them a message to come over here to give us a hand. Hopefully it won't be long but for now they suggested you record whatever she says," Cratty added as she pulled out a small tape recorder from the pocket of her white nurses gown and pushed the record button. It wouldn't help with what she had already said but hey if she said anything else it could come in handy. The nurse was just hoping that whoever the U.N. had paged would get here sooner rather than later.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@FantasyChic No worries. I am starting an update for here now. Will be up soon as I am done, hopefully won't take long but hand is being a tad argumentative today and protesting typing. (A one handed wonder becoming I am... And apparently Yoda as well....)

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@Morose @Sigil @mnkee @Rivaan @Sputnik -

Okay, just an official note here closing off rolls for this round. Please remember that all cases need their posts in by the 7th. (Meaning midnight EST. For those not sure, that is New York, New York, USA Time. - Well Atlanta since that is the major city I am closest too but you get the idea, lol) - So basically from the time of this post that is less than 72 hours. I will not grant extensions for this considering it has been 16 days since the cases were posted and no one has been inactive on the forum. Remember you have to get to night fall in your post.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@Morose @Sigil @mnkee @Rivaan @Sputnik

Just to let everyone know, I am planning on posting in the next few days - just depends on how much my hand wants to cooperate. (This nerve damage S U C K S!) Anywho, it won't be an official update - that will come a day or two after all the cases are in. This is going to be for Millicent just to do it. (Miss posting for her trauma >.>)

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

@SleepingSilence Thanks but far from healed sadly. Normally I can crank out 6 10k posts in 2 hours, right now it is taking me a day to prep and type up a single one half that length. Recovery is slow and having to pace myself though I guess I am having to just harness my inner "guy" - typing one handed. :P

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Gavin & Ryan

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Location: The Meeting

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Gavin chuckled a bit. "Shoot, I be treating her like I be treating any woman, like a damn queen,' the cowboy quipped as they made their way down the road. Ryan just smirked a bit, from the looks of things Gavin was the type of man to treat a gun like it was lover. He'd probably dress it up and take it out for dinner if there was a place that actually served food around here anymore. Outside of the mess hall inside the walls of Newnan that is.

Biting down on the tooth pick between his teeth Ryan looked down at the hairs that were wrapped around his fingers. He knew he was never going to see the inside of those walls again. Probably a good thing they had a wedding the night before and a lot of good food. It was going to be cans and scraping by until this this shit scene was taken care of and Eden was dealt with. Then, well he'd probably be worm food like the rest of them.

As the truck came to a stop Gavin hopped down and looked over towards James, a broad smile on his face. "Shit cracker, I more than got this," he said in a cocky voice as he gave the blackneck a wink. Pushing his curls out of his face he turned on the heels of his boots and made his way into the woods to take cover and get a good vantage point.

"I think he was dropped on his head as a child..." Ryan snarked a bit as he got comfortable and they took off towards the meeting location. Once they were there Ryan opened the passenger door and stood up. He kept the door open in case he needed cover and had the shotgun in his hand. "Wonder how much fucking longer till we see a face." Ryan didn't exactly like meeting up with people like this but he had James back.

The Irishman's question was going to be answered soon enough. Gavin found himself a nice little perch up in a line of trees. Took him a bit longer to get up on a good branch than he would have liked, too many years since he was a kid climbing everything he could but he managed none the less. Looking through the scope he got a good line of sight and his jaw went slack after a few minutes, the toothpick wobbling there on his bottom lip for a second before it fell to the slush below. "A tank!?!?!?" he thought to himself. Maybe he was going crazy, he had seen something earlier, something that obviously wasn't there. Maybe this tank wasn't there either. He thought that for about half a second until he heard it's gears and felt the rumble it put through the ground.

As the tank came into view for the others Ryan reflexively blinked. "I think we're gonna need a bigger gun..."

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Thana Martin

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Location: Agriculture: Storage (West Side between Inner and Outer Wall) -> Distillery (Building 8)

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Thana looked over towards Ash and let out a breath. "Of course," she said, referring to Ash wanting to go talk to the doctor once they were done. At this point she wondered if she should just drop him off at the infirmary while she went on alone but opted instead to play it out by ear. They had a walk to the distillery, she could see how he did for a bit longer. He seemed to be holding things together but just barely. Maybe she needed to try to get his mind just off things in general.

"You know what..." she said as she set the things she was carrying down. "Just stop, we're going to do something different. Something to clear our heads," she said as she turned back to look at him. Draping her arms over his shoulders she pulled herself closer. A look coming over her features that was caring mixed with determination. "So much is happening in here, we need some fresh air. Some real air. Do something besides just what is expected to keep the town running. You don't seem to take down time. Last night I am betting was the first night you've taken off in a long damn time."

Looking up at him she ran her fingers over the back of his neck and gave him a faint smile. "So, let's gear up. We're going outside these damn walls. Clear our heads, maybe put down some defrosting roamers, maybe find some supplies. Doesn't matter. Just you and me, out there, cool day, warm sun, no one else."

Taking a breath she gave him a soft kiss before stepping back and righting her shoulders. "So, gear up. I'm going no matter what."

"Yeah, get you out there alone. Her man went out the walls, everyone's probably dead already. Probably waiting on her. Fucking set up..."

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Lola Holler

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Location: The Meeting

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"Bwahahaha! Keep telling yourself that," Lola said laughing. At the one finger salute her friend gave her she just smirked. "Don't tease me sugar!" she purred before she burst out in laughter again and turned her eyes back to the road. Listening to Thalia and Alexander as she drove and taking the directions as they came. It wasn't long before they were close.

As they rounded the last corner Lola perked up, if that even was possible. "This had better be them," she giggled as she kept driving forward, pulling a lever here and there and making the gun cannon basically wave towards the people waiting at the meeting spot. Once she got within a football fields length in front of them she brought the tank to a halt and casually threw it into it's equivalent of park.

Getting up out of her seat she grabbed her weapon and walked over to the hatch. She figured that Thalia would want to be the one to pop her head out first but she would be damned if she let her best bud get her head shot off by some spotted dick right then. Even if Thalia didn't know how to operate the tank it made for hell of a bunker during heavy fire. Unlatching the hatch she flung it open and stuck a hand out, waving it towards the group.

"Hi!!!" she shouted before popping her head out of the tank and smiling. "What up?" she added as she climbed out and shouldered her gun, grinning manically towards the three she saw there.

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Tatiana Korvo

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Location: The Newnan's House (Building F)

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Jim looked over at Riley after giving Niesha a wave. "About as good as I can be, sucks about everything. Hard day. Don't know if yesterday made it better or worse..." he said referring to the wedding.

"Makes it worse, so much fucking worse," a voice chimed in Chloe's mind, an all too familiar one.

Jim looked over what they had gathered and started making notes on it. "Yous call that a knife? Red Coat yous couldn't cut cold butter withs that." Another voice in another ear, this time Ravi's.

"Looks like you have everything you need. Just make sure to check everything back in when you get back," Jim said as he finished jotting things down before looking over those still in the armory with him. "Be careful out there."

Whatever strength and happiness Tatiana had been able to muster up to get through the day so far left her as she heard that Miss Sally was gone. It was like the wind went out of her sails and her face dropped. Her hand came to her lips as she took a step back and felt with her free hand for the edge of the couch. Her knees buckled slightly as she found the couch, seating herself without really even realizing it.

Miss Sally had been like a second mother to her since she arrived. Made her feel welcome in town and helped her get to know Victor so she could become the towns Counselor and Morale Officer. Hell Miss Sally has basically been a second mother grandmotherly figure to everyone in town. Even Richard had listened to Miss Sally. Today they had lost so much but loosing Miss Sally seemed to be the straw that broke the camels back and in that moment Tatiana broke down and started sobbing like she never had before.