Lady Absinthia

Seeking Adventure

Welcome to our little slice of insanity. Straitjackets are on the right, padded rooms are on the left. We're all out of meds currently. ~shrugs~ Oh well, enjoy your stay.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Gavin, Thana, & Lola

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Location: On Their Way To Hell

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Lola smirked a bit and snatched the radio from Alexander as he offered it to Thalia. "No problem pops. You keep the girls company," she said before looking over at Thalia. "Watch your ass Jet and wait for my signal," she added. Glancing at Gavin she reached up and awkwardly draped an arm over his shoulder. "So you're with me cowboy?"

Gavin looked down at Lola and chuckled. "Hells yeah. Gets to hunker down in a bessy there? Sounds more fun than roping a run away steer on Christmas!"

Lola glanced over at Thalia, her eyes widening slightly. "Whatever the fuck that is supposed to mean."

"Don't ask," Thana chimed in before nodding in Alexanders direction. "Climb in. Bed of the truck of bucket seats in the back. Doesn't matter, we'll drop the truck off half a mile out and trapes it the rest of the way," she said. It looked like the one called Angel, or Jet, or was it Thalia? Well the short haired brunette was coming with her in the truck.

"Right, girl time. Whatever the hell that is," she said before smirking a bit at Beatrices comment. "No, it wasn't."

"Fuck, I hope it ain't the last," Gavin said with a broad grin on his childish features as he pushed his unruly curls out of his face.

"Kinky!" Lola added before waving and getting ready to go. Gavin followed suit but waited for Beatrice to climb up the tank and get in, offering his hand like the gentleman he was if she needed it. Once all three of them were in he closed the hatch. Pulling out the map he sat down and let out a breath.

"Alrights in this rig, wes shoulda get there b'fore the others so guess wes get close, lays back and wait fer word from them?" Gavin said as he looked between Beatrice and Lola.

Thana started up the truck and handed over her map to Thalia once she was loaded up. After Alexander had situated herself she started up the truck and backed up slowly, pulling a three point turn before heading off down the road. "So, kill ever last one of them?" she said in a voice that was just as calm as if she was asking if Thalia and Alexander wanted something to drink.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

@FantasyChic No, left a note in chat saying pm me a starter for a collab so we could get through her intro.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Evelina Lucas

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Location: Ville au Camp: Kitchen House -> Headed Towards Abandoned House Near Servants Quarters

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With a quirk of her brow Evelina looked up at Gilbert as he let the boiling water flow over her tea ball and into the cup. There was the slightest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth as she reached forward and gathered the chain of the strainer in her slender fingers. The silver tone of the chain stood out starkly against her nearly navy, nearly black, painted nails as she maneuvered the ball around in the steaming water as it seeped. "Now just because you spent several hundred life times in the far east do not think you will school me on a perfect cup of builders tea. If you wish to discuss chai I will default to your vast knowledge but leave the builders to those that spent more than just a few hundred years in the British Isles," she said letting her accent come through a bit thicker as she continued. "First, builders is served in a mug, not a cup. This isn't earl grey mate. And while your at it, it is milk with sugar, and I will need a couple of biscuits to go with it," she added with a bit of mirth in her tone. She sounds like a chimney sweep at this point. It was rare Evelyn let her more jovial side show but they were not in mixed company then.

Glancing over towards the door, things had quieted since Alicia and the newest arrival had left the oak tree. Her smile faded from her lips as Gilbert spoke. "₁Ποτέ δεν ζηλεύω τίποτα που είμαι ικανός του Ηρακλείου. Δεν θα ήθελα τις ικανότητές μου ακόμα και στην Καταστροφή," Evelyn said as she pulled the chain of the strainer and removed the tea ball from the water. It clanked against the tea cup and saucer in that order before she let the chain fall from her hand. She stared at the dark liquid in her cup and swallowed slightly as she spotted her reflection. Whatever mirth or joy she had been having had quickly left and had been replaced with her usual proper and stoic demeanor. "₂Αν μη τι άλλο, λυπάμαι που δεν έχω τις ικανότητες του Οράσι. Θα μπορούσαμε να χρησιμοποιήσουμε προς όφελός μας."

A subtle sigh escaped her lips thinking back on Drem before she pushed that too from her mind. Picking up the cup she sipped it slowly before her head twitched as if she was chasing off a shiver that had crept down her spine. Mindlessly her hand went back to her pocket and the ancient dice she carried with her tinked against the table once again. Snatching it up she shoved it in her pocket and picked up her pipe from the table. "₃Σήμερα θα μπορούσε να είναι ατελείωτη. Θα έπρεπε να πάω, έχω τα πράγματα να τα παρακολουθήσω."

Placing it between her lips she pushed her chair back beneath the table. Resting her fingers into her front coat pockets, her thumbs flicking on the edge of the seems she turned and headed towards the backdoor. Stopping in the door way she reached up and pulled the pipe from her lips, a small cloud of smoke billowing from her lips. "Queen to Kings Rook Five," she said in passing but there was the faintest twinkle in her eye as she turned and continued on her way. "Checkmate," she added with a wave of her hand as she headed down the steps and then veered in the direction of the abandoned cabin near the servants quarters towards the outskirts of the grounds.

Translations

1 - Never envy anything I am capable of Herakleios. I would not wish my abilities on even the Destruere.
2 - If anything, pity me for not having the skills of Orasi. One we could use to our benefit.
3 - Today it could be unending. I should go, I have matters to attend to.

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Alicia Gonzalez

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Location: Ville au Camp: Main House Room 209 -> Oak Tree

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Alicia had made her way down the back set of stairs from James room and over towards the Oak Tree once again. Glad to see her clipboard was still there since she had left it leaning against the tree before she had shown James his room. She didn't look at the numerous images that were hanging on the various walls in the main house. She had when she first moved in but now they were just part of the wall and she had work to do. There were not as many pictures as there were paintings. And there were not many images of people, it was mostly places and landscapes though every so often there would be an image of a person but usually the back of someone's head or a shadowed profile so you couldn't be sure who it was on the image. It seemed images with a persons face clearly shown was reserved for private quarters. Yet there was one hanging in the parlor over the mantle piece. Mounted on the frame on a brass plate it simply said Vefror.

Sitting down on the lowest hanging branch that swept the ground Alicia looked down at the paper. It seemed another name had appeared while she was off getting James settled in. Her brow furrowed slightly as she took note of the place of death. It wasn't Newnan and it didn't appear that this woman had any ties with Newnan itself but it was close enough to Newnan to make her wonder. Granted she didn't know the deal with this word that was written by the name of killer. Eden? Her lips pursed and pulled to one side as she kept looking over the information that was written. This would be interesting. It would be her first welcome that wasn't a direct result of Newnan.

It was probably for the best. At the rate they were showing up from her last home she wondered if her papi would show up. She didn't want him to for the most part but there was a tingle in the back of her mind that she wouldn't complain to terribly if he did. She did miss him. Liam and her papi were the only two things that seemed to keep her tied to that previous life. Ash hadn't really even crossed her mind in some time. Yes, they had been close but for her it wasn't anything huge. It wasn't love but it wasn't lust either. It was probably for the best she wasn't thinking about him, it would just complicate matters to start asking about her old home. Maybe not so much for Sophia since the two hadn't known each other but for James, it could have been. She figured Ash moved on a long time ago, she had. Not that she had had any relations to speak of since her arrival but she did have a new life in the most twisted way.

A flicker of light caught her attention and she glanced up from the clip board. It was time for the next arrival and she stood up. Dusting herself off before taking a breath. Okay, she could manage this. Three times a charm. Tucking the clipboard under her arm she waited for the portal to lift once again and reveal their newest arrival. Looking down at the woman she smirked a bit. "Welcome to Ville au Camp, I'm Alicia and bitch, yer dead," she said as she stood there. Okay, it was still bad but hey she had said welcome to start this time. It was progress.

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

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Anisa Crowe

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Location: Lady Luck: Table Main Room

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Jahosafat set his hat down on an end table next to him and pulled the lady of the night down into his lap as he popped open the bubbly. He was more than content just having her dot over him until later and they were in more private surroundings. Granted this was far more private than the table a floor down where the rest of his "friends" were but it wasn't so private as to be in the middle of "flagrante delicto!" Now, while some of his compatriots were already partaking in the fruits of womanly labors he was one to savor a few worldly pleasures first, well other ones. A meal to be precise. Some preferred to eat after but not he, he wished to have all the nutrients he needed and plenty of calories too burn.

Anisa shuffled the cards and started dealing them out, nodding towards Fitz as he said he would play. Setting the deck down in front of her she picked up hers and started looking at them before glancing over towards Harper as he offered to order her something to eat. It wouldn't hurt and she had planned to get something anyways. "Yeah, that'll work," she said before leaning over and taking a quick glance at the menu Harper was holding. "Also.. Get that for the table, and those for me," she pointing to an appetizer platter first and then to some pomegranate macaroons for herself.

Resting back in her chair she looked over at Jackie. "Might want to order that one a paper bag," she said about Fitz before addressing her question. "My crew gets plenty done," she said as she rested her cards on the table face down and reached into her clutch. Pulling out her lighter she set it down before pulling out her pack of cigarettes. Selecting one she placed it between her lips and quirked a brow towards Jackie. "And you? Other than rescuing hyperventilating men from the crowds?"

Advice for a nervous GM-hopeful

@SgtEasy Hey hun, long time. ^_^

Okay, first things first - Gming 101 and Gming 201.

Now, get a notebook or pm yourself. Get organized before you start anything. Try to keep it simple to start. The fewer players, locations, skills, etc the better when you are beginning. It can be very easy to have a thousand and one ideas flying through your mind and then 2 pages IC into it find yourself a bit overwhelmed.

To this day I still write down a lot by hand. Who is playing which character, color codes, vital information, and things they do in the RP. (For quick reference instead of having to jump back and forth when I update between their last post, previous posts, their Cs, and so forth.) - It can seem like a bit to do but trust me, in the long run - especially the longer the RP runs - the easier it makes things over all. (I still have to reference stuff from characters in the beginning TWD 2 years later.)

Don't be afraid to redirect your Rpers or just plain say no if they try something. A huge thing wit being a Gm is to remember your the GM and not their friend. (Yes, you can be their friend but don't let that influence who gets to do what.) Keep it even. It is your RP. Treat them with respect yes but making sure the line between Gm and Pc isn't crossed isn't being disrespectful as long as you do it right. Expect and require as much respect as you give your Rpers.

Need any help or have questions, just drop me a PM. And good luck hun, I know you can do this and it can be a huge success.

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

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@rivaan @Morose @FantasyChic @Nallore @Sigil @ONL

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October 4th, 1924 - 4:45 P.M. Local Time

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*Note: Will be moving William and Harry off screen.

Streets Of Cairo: The old woman looked quizzically towards Mosi for a minute as she tried to figure out what she was getting at. It was clear she didn't speak the language. After a minute of conversing back and forth with who appeared to be her husband she seemed to think she came to an understanding. Turning she walked over to one of the posts that held up the awning over their alleyfront store and pulled down advertisement for one of the local entertainment establishments, Alf Leyla Salah. On it was an image of a very long haired womanin a belly dancer costume.

Pointing to the image, or more so the outfit, and then the bolt of mostly sheer and shimmering fabric that has been chosen for a veil she looked back at Mosi. "هذه؟" she asked. It wasn't clear what she was saying but one could readily gather she was asking something along the lines of "this?"

The Barracks: "Thank you," Aziza said as she entered the office fully, with Sgt. Walsh following behind her and shutting the door so that they could have some privacy while they spoke with the Lord Major. Josephine and Haakon had already made their way out into the courtyard of the Barracks. It wouldn't take much time for them to leave the barracks and make their way over to the museum. The guards would follow them however, they would continue until the Lord Major told them differently. So for now, Josephine and Haakon had a shadow which consisted of two rather heavily armed guards.

"I have a request to make," Aziza said as she stepped over to the window, it was the least olfactory insulting area of the room. Turning she looked at the Lord Major. "As a friend Reginald," she added. She never really referred to him as Reginald, especially not in mixed company. Always referring to him as the Lord Major.

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Vera, Peter, & George

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Location: Egyptian Museum: Vera's Office

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Peter looked over at Nora and smiled. "Of course Miss Kingston. Then you must call me Peter," he said with a smile before looking over towards George. Observing the way that Nora and Vera were dealing with Georges presence Peter had a thought. Vera, while as skittish as a cat who had just been dunked in the Nile, she had regained her baring when looking at George. Nora, he wasn't so sure about. Not to mention if Vera took a header, Peter was sure George could do a better job of keeping her from hurting herself than he could with his bum leg.

"Please, allow me to be your escort Miss Kingston. To make up for my indiscretion of calling you by anything other than which you would prefer. I should have asked and that was wrong of me to assume, especially considering I abhor being referred to with my title," he said offering her his arm.

Neema looked over and grinned towards Nora before looking up at Mahendra. "Yes, let get out of this room. It is becoming stuffy. Everyone headed for the archives, let's be off," she said without a moments hesitation, motioning for Lauren to come with her as she held her hand out to the young woman. "Now, since I have not had the please. Tell me, about yourselves," Neema insisted as they headed out of the office and down the hallway back towards the front of the museum. There was a faster way down the archives but Neema was content to take her time on the matter and get to know those she was helping out. Especially since she knew how taxing and time consuming the permits office could be; there would be no rush to get finished before Nora and Vera returned.

Vera was glad that Peter was paying attention to Nora. He was being kind and Vera hoped the two would get along considering they would all be working together on this expedition. Though that left her to be escorted by George. A thought that fifteen minutes ago would have sent her screaming from the room. Yet now, she felt she owed it to him because of the way she had acted. "Then Mr. Benaszewski, it looks like you will be stuck with me," she said plastering a smile on her features. George looked down and slowly offered her his arm.

"mmm, Happily. Please, call me George," he said in his gravelly voice. Vera nodded and took his arm, tucking the papers she had into a case before hand. George reached over and took the case from her.

"Thank you George," she said before she started to make her way towards the door and nearly tripped over the stack of books by the couch as she did. George wrapped an arm around her waste, gently maneuvering her over them before releasing and continuing on with her without so much of a blink. Peter chuckled a bit before looking over at Nora.

"Shall we Miss Kingston?" he said as he went to follow Vera and George.

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

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Sana

Location: The Tower
Interacting With: No one in particular
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Sana had been stuck outside of the door and was apparently the last one to finally get into the room. It figured since she had been the one first in the other room but from the sounds of things the room that Ash had been paying attention to had more action going on in it. That was hardly ever a good thing. Keeping an arrow nocked in place as she had since she started up the stairs, she finally made her way passed the cracked door frame and stepped into the room.

Glancing around slowly she steppe din front of the half naked Thomas, not bothering to give him a look. Normally she would have, normally she would have had some smart assed remarked. Yet there seemed to be something else that caught ehr eye. Man on the ground wasn't it, the undead she couldn't see for the backside of the bear wasn't it. It was the dyre wolf baring his teeth at Kyra. That definitely had her attention. Sana knew that wolf, knew how Kyra had found it, how Kyra had raised it. Sure there was always a chance for a wild animal to turn but not like this. Kyra was Ashes alpha. Sana could feel her stomach tie in a knot. This didn't bode well.

Locked Topic Won't Go Away

Don't know if it is just me or everyone but this is what I am seeing in the Casual section and have been for the last couple of hours no matter who posts in what topic - The locked thread just won't go away.