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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
Keep moving forward ۩
⚘ 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.
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Okay, major props to the peeps in Duplicity! Been at this 2 years, we are winding down, and we hit the illustrious 1000 IC post mark! Take a bow you beautiful peeps! Then get your butts back into that tower, we gotta job to do. ^_^
LOL I am chalking half that last post with Faith and Eden up to delusion and seeing things between the two of them - otherwise it so doesn't fit the Slice Of Life Reality basis of this rp. O.o
Updated map -


Kyra

Location: The Tower - Second Floor
Interacting With: The General Population
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Kyra eyes Nor, it looked like he was about to kill the man on the ground. What the hell was with people? Sure she knew there was probably 99% chance this guy was a necromancer, being in a tower and all with undead kind of was a red flag. Yet, if this guy was just that, and he was controlling everything going on rushing right up to him was just down right reckless. If he wasn't, then it was even worse. Either way they did need answers. Like how the hell he could be strong enough to control that many... From so far away, a weeks journey nearly.

Her eyes darted over towards Keystone and she didn't know if what he was doing was stupid or brilliant, either way it made her want to facepalm. Shaking her head a bit she stepped forward, Ash growling lowly as he padded next to the white haired ranger and the two moved to between the hood figure and the one in the bed. Now that she could actually see the figure in the bed her eyes narrowed. She knew Thomas, Keystone, Satilla, and Sana wouldn't be able to see the undead in the bed - There was a huge fucking bear in the way. It wasn't until Kyra got to the foot of the bed that she actually was able to lay eyes on it.

"That's not right..." she said but she didn't make a move on either the undead or the hooded figure. Just watching and waiting for now. (Holding action) - She wasn't about to get in between a swing from the heavy handed dwarf or the heavier pawed bear.

@Dragoknighte - Thankies

@Morose - I have no idea why I thought you did ><!!!



Date: Monday May 22nd, 2017




Diamond District: Helga was everything the stereotypical German Female Athlete that was probably kicked off an Olympic team for doing steroids would be pictured. Tall, broad, blonde hair, tanned skin, and looked much older than she probably should have. It didn't help that her voice sounded like someone that smoked three packs a day for thirty years and than got ran through a baritone filter. "Oi! I thought for sure you had fallen asleep it was taking so long," Helga said as she came into the room and walked over to the table.

"Oh strong girl, good! Most girls are twigs, snap like twig. Ask for deep tissue? How can I give deep tissue when she had no tissue to get deep?" Helga chuckled as she into Mali's line of sight so she didn't have to crane her neck up from the table. "Right, we begin. I start light, work deeper. If too much - say, don't stay quite, I lighten," she added before righting herself and warming some oil up. Once it was at a good temperature she got to work, shoulders first and beginning to work down.

Police Department: Station 54: Roy watched Priya as she walked over towards the conference room before looking over at Riley and talking quietly. "I will be right over there, don't leave here and stay in my eye sight," he said before walking over to the conference room and shutting the door. It was sound proof but thankfully the windows gave him a perfect vantage point to keep Riley in his line of sight and where she could see him clearly from his desk.

Looking over to Priya he listened and rubbed his face slightly. "You have no fucking idea.." he muttered under his breath. Resting his palms on the table he leaned over and shook his head. "Why couldn't I have just gotten some fat ready to retired asshat that was just out here for the sun and beach. No I had to get the girl that wants to do her damn job," he added before looking back up at Priya. "This place will get you killed..."

Club Afterdark: "You really aren't the brightest are you?" she snipped as she gave him a half eye roll. "Come up to someone working, in a place with over a dozen chalk outlines on the pavement outside splattered in crimson. Try to act like you know this town and blame it on curiosity. That isn't curiosity, that is down right stupidity." Shaking her head she picked up her glasses fro the pile of papers she was going over and rested them on the tip of her nose.

She let out a breath as she picked up a small stack of them, licking the tip of her finger before she started thumbing through them. "In this town, you're lucky you and your cat were both served up for lunch already," she added before giving a snap of her fingers and the barman made his way over to them. He stood tall, a good two inches taller than Bart did and had at least three stones worth of muscle more of weight.

"What up Ms. Burnmore?" he asked as he dried his hands off on one of he bar towels he kept with him.

"Get the boy a last meal," she said without looking up. The man nodded before looking over at the Bart.

"Righto, come on kid," he said before motioning over towards the bar.

La Hacienda: "Oh that's good," she said once she found out that Cecily was okay and that she wasn't needed to repair some stitches or take care of an infection that had set in. So it wasn't that, then what did he need to speak to her about. The way he cleared his throat sounded like a dog getting ready to maul her in all honestly and she didn't like it.

Natasha quirked a brow and leaned back slightly. She wasn't sure what was going on but she wasn't having any of it. "Listen, I don't know you but getting me alone to try to pump me for information isn't intimidating," she said in a firm voice. It was easy to tell she was weak form her treatments and recovery was going slow but it seemed that her spirit hadn't been tarnished by the chemo. "And just how in the fuck do you know who hired me?" she said as her eyes narrowed and she gripped the tissue in her hand. Pulling it to her mouth she coughed slightly. "Some nerve. Come crawling out of the sewer, literally, with a shot woman. I have to patch her up. Pokes his nose into my personal life. Then comes to me spouting off shit about my boss?"

Shaking her head Natasha stood up and coughed again into her tissue. "No sé quién diablos crees que eres, pero ya coloqué mi trabajo en la línea dándote toda la puta información sobre el caso y viniendo aquí para asegurarme de que Cecily está bien. ¿Y vienes aquí, hurgando en mi vida? Vete a la mierda bastardo," she coughed before pulling her phone out of her bag and starting back towards the house. "Sí, información, necesito un taxi," she said into the phone.

@Morose @Dragoknighte - Need time stamps removed from ALL your posts thus far, forgot to mention it earlier. But yeah, those have got to go. (And not be reused)
@Sigil Day 6
Will be updating here either tomorrow or Monday.
@Nallore Okies, sounds good.
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