Lady Absinthia

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

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🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Evelina Lucas

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Location: Ville au Camp - Main House (Sitting Room)
Skills: Administration, Diplomacy, Memory Training, History

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Glancing over towards Sophia, Evelina gave Sophia a most understanding of looks and nodded her head slightly in her direction. She knew the young one didn't mean anything by speaking out when she did. She was full of questions and impatient. Most their age were, especially on arrival. Yet it was one reason that Evelina insisted on people refraining from questions until she had completed going over the initial information dump. Much of the time if she just let people ask questions things could get missed or repeated. It was more efficient to go about it this way, even if a bit cold and distant. Yet after so many years having to deal with this type of introduction to a second life, Evelina had a rather vast knowledge of what worked and what didn't on a grander scale.

Taking a place off to the side once she finished speaking, Evelina palmed the curve of pipe in one hand and rested four fingers on her other hand in her pocket. This was always an event she enjoyed witnessing. It was an obvious skill that did not harm others or cause so many questions. The look that Gilbert had picked filled the request she had made. His joke however did not, yet she wasn't going to make a deal out of it. He had a way of lightening the mood where she did not. "As you can see, Gilbert has demonstrated what is known as Alter Form. Each Emendator and Paradox present with two abilities. For us Emendators, we always come to consciousness during the first manifestation of our secondary skill, then come into our primary. Myself, it was Disrupt death. You being here is the example of that. My primary, where I obtained my name from, is the Dice itself.

Now, what skills will you present with?" she said as she nodded towards Gilbert, letting him know he was free to change back now if he needed or desired to. "That I do not know. You see, in the history of Emendators and Paradoxes we have never had the same skill present twice. Some are similar to others but never exactly the same. Currently we have Paradoxes that can turn into mist, levitate, grow claws out of their fingers, and even cause others to spontaneously combust," she added as she slowly drew her pipe out of her mouth and let the smoke billow up around her as she spoke. "Are you can speculate there are many different ones that have manifested in the past. The young lady which welcomed you can infiltrate dreams."

Taking a moment and letting that sink in, Eve made her way over to the couch and perched on the arm of it. Looking around the room and at those seated there. "Now, you may ask yourself why do you present with skills. As with all evolutionary matters, certain trains are developed for different reasons. Some develop due to environment, others for breeding. Which for you is not an issue. The main reason is self defense. You will need these skills to help defend yourself in one way or another for while the usual things such as illness and age will not longer be an issue for you, you can still die again."

Pulling out her pocket watch she glanced down at it and then gave a look over towards Gilbert. "Now would be a find time for a recess. Gilbert, would you be a dear and give our new arrivals a quick tour of the house, the grounds towards the front gate, and then over to the kitchen house? We can continue there, have a spot to eat for lunch, and then you can escort them around the rest of the grounds before this evenings festivities." The Dice knew she had dropped a lot on their plates right then. Some might want to know even more but she knew better than to continue. They had time to go over more. It was better to ensure that all minds had enough breaks to actually retain the information she was giving.

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Alicia Gonzalez

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Location: Ville au Camp - Main House (206) -> Pedestrian Corridor
Skills: Psychology

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Closing the door to her room Alicia stripped out of her wet shirt and hung it over the edge of her bed. The woman had been the worst when it came to keeping her sleeping quarters in order when she was alive. More times than she could count someone had yelled at her, in both lives, over where she left her clothing. Which was usually on the floor. Yet since she had died and came back she had gotten better about it. Not really because she wanted to or even cared if her clothes were on the ground, over the side of her bed, or hanging from the rafters. It was more because she was tired of hearing Evelina give her three hour lectures on why things had a proper place to keep them in and that everything needed a proper place. So she caved and kept her room clean, well mostly. There was no clothing on the floor or in the rafters but plenty of it hanging over various pieces of furniture.

Snatching up another shirt, which had probably been laid there to dry out at one point and just always came back there now. Pulling it on she was glad she had her own wardrobe right then and was not stuck in wearing the clothing of the time period. Alicia never did do well in a skirt. She hadn't liked them before she had come there and then when she woke up she was in this pretty pink little frilly dress with white shoes and lace gloves. It was still hanging in the wardrobe. She had nearly stripped down naked in the first five minutes of her arrival.

Rolling her eyes to herself, she stepped out of her room and headed down the stairs. She could hear the others talking. Well Evelina speaking, mostly. She wasn't going to peek in, she had something on her mind and she wanted to take care of it. Before they were done. To do that she needed to get a move on. Stepping out of the back of the house she walked outside. Instead of heading back towards the Kitchen House or to the Oak tree she just kept going straight and hit the path that lead towards the back of the plantation grounds, passed the garages. A slight smirk coming to her lips and growing with each step she took. This was going to be fun.

🦄 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 - 5:45 P.M. Local Time

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Shepheards Hotel: Hakeem smiled over towards Mosi. "Of course. I shall be off duty soon but I assure you that whomever is on duty when you arrive back this evening will be able to tend to any needs you may have," he said before he heard the bell at the front desk ring and excused himself post haste so he could go and tend to another customer.

Rosheen came over and then glanced around fro a moment. Biting her bottom lip slightly until she finally was able to spot a clock in the lobby. "We have about fifteen minutes to get to the museum if you want to be on time. You run up to your room, get your coat. I will be get the motorcycle and be ready for you out on the street. Run bloody fast," Rosheen said before winking at Mosi and rushing out of the hotel to prepare the bike. Why the woman wanted a coat in this heat was beyond her but hey, she was American, Rosheen didn't know a thing about American weather. Rolling her bike away from the side of the building she popped it off the curb and hopped on before starting it up. Now just to wait for Mosi to join her.

Museum: Neema looked over towards Haakon and nodded. "Yes, of course," she said before leading the way down the rows and towards her destination. She had not been formally introduced to the man and wondered for a moment how he knew her last name then it occurred to her that Akhmed had called it out earlier when directing the Lord Major over to her and the other. Must have been it. "So, what do you do?" she asked. She had no idea he was a reporter or anything. Hell she wasn't even sure where he was from, she barely knew his name. (Now, to find what you are looking for - call for rolls before you post - searching if your character actually is use skills to get boosts in your rolls - be as specific as you can or as board as you like - this will affect the rolls and modifiers.)

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Vera

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Location: Governorate (E/F 10) - (Permit Office)
Skills: Focus, Mental Stamina

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This was the part of her job that she hated. Dealing with people. She could deal with mummys and tombs and a myriad of other things. Dealing with people had never been her forte. SHe had a had enough time relating and being able to function among those she was comfortable with and ones that were not mocking her or spurning her because she was a blue stocking. The more in line with the ton that someone was the worse it got and this time was no exception.

"You are going to tell me that the museum has sent two women? It must not be that important," the man said scoffing at them. Vera was a very confidant woman when it came to her abilities and when she was in surroundings she enjoyed being in. A dig or the museum for example. Once again, this was not one of those times, so her skittish nature was showing as she wrung her hands and bit on her bottom lip. Sad to say this was not the first time she had dealt with this office or this man.

"I assure you it is of the utmost importance and we do need a permit post haste," Vera assured the man but her relentless was had not kicked in. She was passionate in her words but the look on her face made them seem less than convincing.

"And what evidence or knowledge could you possibly bring that would convince me that another dig is needed at Bubastis," he asked as he drummed his fingers along the edge of the counter. Vera took a deep breath and looked over at Nora.

"My colleague Lady Kingston can explain the newest findings far better than I ever could," Vera said and motioned with her eyes for Nora to speak to the man. She had her fingers crossed that Nora would be able to convince the man of the new discovery without having to mention brands. The mathematical discover in the tiles was what Vera was hanging this permit on.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Thana Martin

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Location: Exit 41 to U.S. Hwy 85
Skills: Redneck Vehicles

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Thana looked over at them for a brief second before turning her attention back to the road in front of her. There were some slick spots but it wasn't any difficult at this point. Yet she didn't relax, though from her ways it was hard to tell if she ever relaxed when she was in front of people. Thana was a Sailor after all, but more than that right then she was a Southerner driving on Georgia roads after an ice storm... This was never a good thing. You see, in the south they are not prepared for snow and ice, no more than those in the north are ready for three months of 110 degree weather and 100% humidity but without a single drop of rain. Yet even if Southerns were equipped for snow normally this was not normal times. There was no Georgia Department of Transportation (G. Dot) to call and say, "Hey,yeah, it's slicker than snot on a door knob right now and colder than a witches tit, mind coming and throwing some of that salt shit on the road near my house?" So while things were melting away, there was still black ice out there and Thana still had had limited exposure to driving on ice. Muddin'.. That was a different story.

"I believe we should be okay. Chevy does well to make good trucks, and I doubt James would have driven anything that wasn't up to snuff if he could help it. Actually would rather deal with a ditch than the ice," Thana admitted before giving a partial glance to Thalia as she claimed the matchbook. She let the corner of her mouth curl slightly into what was the best she could manage smile-wise when she was on-duty. "I've already eaten to do so just whatever small amount of crackers or the like is in that one will do for me." It was the truth. She had finished eating the rather large helping of food that Ash had brought for her from the reception this morning. Now while she couldn't be sure when the other two had eaten last was, she was sure neither of them had had a fully home cooked meal today, so she didn't mind taking the lambs portion of things right then.

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Gavin And Lola

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Location: Heading For Peachtree City
Skills: Tank Operations (Lola), Land Navigation (Lola), People Reading (Gavin)

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Gavin looked over to Beatrice and his brow rose slightly. He had heard that expression once but he couldn't place it. Then it suddenly dawned on him. He remembered exactly where he had heard it before. It was on a date. He had taken to the movies after Hurricane Rita. It had been a drive since he was helping with the entire disaster, so they had to go a good 100 miles inland to find a theater and it wasn't exactly the biggest release but they had made it. He had never seen anything firefly related before so he was behind in the story but he enjoyed the movie and more along the company. It was his first date with Thana. Chuckling a bit, he took it as a sign of some sort. "I ain't no leaf on the wind..." he said before looking over at Lola.

Lola on the other hand had no fucking clue what he was talking about or that Beatrice had even made a movie reference. "Leaf on the wind? What the bloody hell does that mean? Leaf on the wind. Like plastic bag dancing around, whooo oooo ooo, wee watch it, it's so beautiful. It's like its dancing," Lola started as she waved her hands around mocking the bag from American Beauty. That was a movie she had seen and while she didn't know they were talking about another movie, the phrase Leaf On The Wind made her think of that horrible scene. "Should have called it American Dumbassery."

The cowboy found himself snorting a laugh at that. He had seen that movie as well. He was a fan of movies, enjoyed them. Granted he hadn't though that American Beauty was that horrible. It wasn't that good either in his mind. Nothing could top the Duke in True Grit or any punk feeling lucky. Hell the man would have killed to see My Darling Clementine again. Now that was a classic. It had everything a good movie needed. Cowboys, Horses, and Cowboys. In that order of course. Adjusting his own stetson and shook his head slightly with a broad grin on his lips as he cracked his knuckles. At least being with these gals wasn't dull. Lola was an entire Variety show wrapped up in a crazed little package.

"Okay, think we are about 10 minutes out now from Peachtree before we gotta find that golf course," Lola said as she leaned forward and took note of a few signs on the road. The tank began to come to a hault and then eventually stopped there in the middle of the road. "Alright mate and matess, how close you want me to get before you are up top cowboy?" Lola asked before looking over at Beatrice. "Think after a crash course you could handle some things in here with me?" she asked as she pulled her flight cover off her head and wiped some sweat from her brow. It was starting to get a bit warm in the tank. Three people, small closed quarters. It was bound to happen.

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

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A Buttload of Shitstorm

Location: The Tower
Interacting With: Unluckily - you
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• Hooded Figure
  • There is still no sign of the Hooded Figure that brought all these wonderful pets out for you to play with. Last he was seen was going up, up, and away. Through the ceiling to lord only knows where. He could be up to something, he could be gone, he could be fixing a drink, or any number of other things. All you know is right now he isn't there and you have other things to worry about don't you. Like where is the rest of your group?
• Ash
  • Ash catches himself and lands, sliding back near the stairs. Growling and barking he is ready to jump back at the Centipede only to let out a whimper as he watches the woman that has raised him from a pup be gored through her back and blood spurting out of her mouth. He knows she is gone and while the Centipede is there shaking its whiplike tail and trying to get a now rag doll Kyra off its tail with several of its many legs, Ash jumps and lands on the back of the creature biting down and holding on. He may have just bought the other woman who dropped through the floor with him and Kyra a chance to flee.

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First Floor


Second Floor

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

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Sana

Location: The Tower - Second Floor
Interacting With: Thomas, Boar A
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The board must have thought Sana was going to be a side of bacon that moment as he came barreling towards her. She was able to just barely move as the large creature did. Yet she wasn't able to move far enough out of the way to ensure that she escaped the attack uninjured. Sure it could have been worse. She could have been killed by Porky. She could have been gored and taken on a ride down the spiral stair case trying to unwedge her rib cage from its tusks. So a bash against thee ribs that sent her back a step and was going to leave her with what would probably end u being several very sore weeks ahead should have been left off as a damn good escape. For her it was.

Sana had a bit of a temper. Granted that was like saying that a hurricane was a bit of a weather front. The woman had the nick-name Skull-fucker for a reason. The boars face wasn't but a few feet from her at this point and while it would have been a bit of an issue trying to fire off a shot in that close quarters Sana literally said "Fuck it!" just about the time Thomas was telling her to step back. Instead she changed her grip on her arrow, lowered her bow and aimed to give a very personal demonstration to why she was named what she was.

Eyes narrowing her eyes she looked down at the boar and knew exactly what she was going to do. Without a moments hesitation, Sana drove the silver arrow she had had nocked into place right through the eye socket of animal. It went deep and she brought her other hand up, bow still in her fingers and pressed against the back of the arrow to drive it even deeper. The beast yelled out but only for a moment before the ground shook as its several hundred pounds of soon to be bacon hit the ground dead.

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Centipede: The bug was fast and managed to take nasty bite into Ash before whipping its head and sending the dyre wolf back several feet in the air towards the stair case. The wolf barely managed to land on his feet and slide back some before he caught himself.

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Kyra

Location: The Tower - First Floor
Interacting With: Centipede
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Kyra ground her teeth as she had to stand there just watching as Ash was tossed off towards the stairs. This was not going to end well. Ash was still young and this centipede was huge. If she had her bow, her sword even, she felt they might have stood a chance against the bug but all she had was two daggers. She wasn't exactly the skull fucking type like Sana was. She could handle herself, hell probably better than her best friend could in close combat situations. (Well maybe not as well as Sana just had but how was she to know something like that considering they were a floor down from the rest of the group.) Yet, two small silver daggers against this thing... In the immortal words of her Gypsy Sister... "Fuck it."

Turning her head she glanced back towards Satilla. "Upstairs! Now!" she yelled before she took off towards the stairs. Yet she wouldn't get far. The Centipede had one more attack hidden within its many sleeves and suddenly a burst of blood came spewing from Kyras mouth. Her head and limbs jutting forward as her midsection was drawn back. It had managed to get its whip tail right through her heart, a perfect hit and the light drained rapidly from Kyras eyes as she drew her last breath. Her daggers hitting the ground and clinking as they fell from her now limps fingers.

Let's Gush!

@Stormflyx Aww thankies! That really brightened my day. ^^

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Date: Monday May 22nd, 2017

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@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @FantasyChic @Nallore

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K, we got a little more to cover before the party at the end of the day, so we are going to keep trucking peeps. The previous cases are still going. Some have already started, some have not. No worries. Case counters are reset as of now. 7 days on each

Case Name: Girls Day Part 2
Goal: Finish Up At The Spa
Location: Roberts Diamond Spa
Counter: 7 Days
Group: Mali, Zoie

Details

Time to finish getting dolled up.

"No worries dollface," Delore said as she gave Mali a bit of a wave and popped yet another bubble with her gum as Mali stepped out of the room. Genny in fact did seem to materialize out of nowhere. Not exactly no where but from around the corner as she checked her watch. Looking up she smiled up at Mali.

"Right on time. Wayne is finishing up with a client. Ms. Crawford is waiting for you in Suit 3 for a later lunch. We have prepared a nice quiche for you today. Hope it is to your liking," she said as she motioned for Mali to follow her. "And we have some fruits as well. Nothing heavy, just light for now. If there is something else you would prefer we can accommodate you," Genny added as she started to lead Mali through the maze of hallways that was the behind the scenes of the spa.

Case Name: Trust Issues
Goal: Get To The Safe House
Location: Silver Miners Hot Wings -> Safe House
Counter: 7 Days
Group: Riley, Roy, Priya

Details

Hot wings and conspiracies, what a perfect end to a fucked up day. Let's just see if we can live through it. We have already started on this, so just keep trucking as we have been.

Case Name: Is Someone Gonna Get Bazhooli'ed? Act 2
Goal: No Spoilers
Location: Justice Asylum
Counter: 7 Days
Group: Jaina, Risa, Iris

Details

"Oh Doc, who does?" Risa said with a chuckle as she looked over towards Jaina and slowly started to move the doctor over to the bed. "The orderly on the other side of the door that's who," she said as she pushed the doctor down onto the bed and pulled a pair of zip ties from her back pocket. An orderly was at the door, shoving it open right then and trying to jump at Jaina. All bets were off now.

"Make it quick and you get a knife like mine. Leave the doctor for Cynthia to paint a pretty picture with. Would make her very happy," Risa said as she grabbed her bag and grabbed her phone. The orderly lunged at Jaina and Risa slipped out of the door, leaning against the wall as if nothing was happening and keeping a watch for anyone coming down the hallway. Luckily she wasn't seeing anyone coming. Sure it might not have been a good idea to leave Jaina alone with the doctor but the orderly was top on the menu.

La Hacienda: Natasha paused for a minute as Cecily spoke and quirked a brow. "Wait, are you saying Lorna was part of this so called Juno?" she asked a bit confused. From what she had seen and been privy to it looked like Lorna had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't have a branding that seemed to raise red flags with others. Her death looked to be fully business while Alicia's looked personal. Alicia hadn't mentioned that Lorna was part of the group had she? She couldn't remember exactly what was on the video that had played on the flight but that didn't ring a bell.

"Don't worry about connections down here, I have a former mentor down here working with Doctors without Borders. He can probably give us a hand if we need it," she said as she looked down at her phone. Their car would be there soon and she was hoping the text that was coming in was altering her to that. Yet it was, but it was something that was worth looking at. There was an identical text going on Cecilys phone right then. "And that body transfer we put into place from MSS to the morgue is at the airport in Justice. So now it's in our hands," she said in a voice that was a bit relieved. It meant one less thing she would have to speak to Caesar about. As far as she was concerned now, she didn't owe him any professional courtesy.

Charmed, I'm sure.

Welcome to our little slice of insanity. Straitjackets are on the right, padded rooms are on the left, and the 1x1 Rp interest check is thataway ~points further down the forum~. You might want to create a topic there with your various interests, requirements, and the like. Many that would perhaps looking for the same as you might not check the welcome section and anyways, it would present you with some variety as well as a few topics to take a gander at yourself.

It's like greeting an old friend....

More like drug that creeps up every so often to remind you that you are ever the addict and never free, but that just could be me. Either way welcome to our little slice of insanity.