@Sigil when you add in relations, yes.
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Bond, James Bond, 007. You can never be replaced and will be deeply missed sir. RIP Connery 😭
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Major Congrats to all my peeps in The Walking Dead - We have reached the 5 year strong milestone!!! HOLY SHIT!
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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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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 ۩━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 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. ⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 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." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ |  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ↕ The first step is scary. ↕ ↕ Take it anyway. ↕ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Current Roleplays ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Resources and Tutorials ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ My Main RP Peeps ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Everything Else |
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>TMW you break 183,000 characters for an opening OOC post on an upcoming Rp and you aren't even close to be done.
@Sigil Okay, Cyril is done and up - go ahead and do those edits we talked about and relations and we can bring them in
@wolverbells Sounds good to me. ^^ If you have any questions, feel free to drop me a pm or ask in chat. A lot of the Rpers have been here since the beginning so they know how it works as well as I do. We're here to help.
Jahosafat & Anisa
Location: Prometheus: Lower Deck: Medical (6), Lower Deck: Leaning against an escape pod (5) -> Upper Deck: Bridge (1)
Skills: Medical
Jahosafat nodded towards Dorothy. He could understand how it felt, he had lost those he had worked with before. He had lost those he was close to as well, not that he had any idea if Dorothy and Atticus had been close. Losing someone was never easy and he had always found solace in working on a task. Looking at the body, it was no longer Atticus, it was an empty shell. What made the man the man while he was alive left when his brain stopped functioning and his heart stopped beating. There was nothing more they could do for him. All they could do now is hopefully find a cause of death, that way those that had known him could have some closure.
It was time to get to work. Walking over to the med bay doors, he closed them and locked them. He didn't want anyone just wandering into the room. The sight of the soon to be cracked open body cavity could be very disturbing to those who were not prepared for it. Most of the crew he felt could handle it but there were at least two on board he felt might have a more troubling time from what he had witnessed just from general persona the night before. Yet before they began, Jahosafat reached into the front vest pocket of his attire and pulled out a silk handkerchief and placed it on the table in front of Dorothy, just in case she needed it.
Anisa took a long drag from her cigarette and huffed. Another person she had known for sometime was dead. This was not good. If it was foul play she wouldn't be taking a job, she would be hunting a killer. No one fucked with her crew. Fucking hell... Fuck, that reminded her. She needed to inform Atticus' emergency contact he was dead. She hadn't needed to with Camilla or Jackson - Camillas contact was dead, Jacksons had been Anisa herself. Atticus however had someone off ship. A person they had dealt with a few times. Atticus was the contact and only Anisa and Jackson had ever dealt with the Blonde Bitch, the rest of the crew was spared the introduction.
Placing the cigarette between her lips she started walking. To the stairs, up them, and then towards the bridge. Stepping onto the bridge she spotted Harper. "Power up communications, I need to send a message to one Bridgette Winters to inform her of Atticus death," she said in a flat cold tone. There was the slightest of cracks when she got to the word death but she bit it off and took another drag from her cigarette.
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October 5th, 1924 - 9:30 a.m. Local Time - A New Day
Akhmed was more than happy to do whatever it was that Josephine wished of him. He dressed himself, albeit in a teasing manner. Once that was complete he held his arm out to her and they were off. On their way. A giddy grin was plastered on his lips as he made his way down the stairs, through the barracks to where morning breakfast was being held. It was later in the day than when he would normally have breakfast but he would have much rather preferred to stay in bed even longer. Perhaps a ice hotel room with room service would be warranted this evening. That was if she wished to have him company once again.
"If you wish I could get a hotel room for this evening, then we wouldn't have to crawl out of bed for breakfast," he whispered against her ear.
The receptionist smiled and gave a morning greeting to Lauren as she passed. The streets were bustling, people going this way and that. Several people were looking at their own copies of the morning addition and speaking in the local tongue about it. Or at least it seemed that way. A sand colored short hair cat brushed up against Laurens leg and meowed up at her as it kept rubbing itself against her legs.
Another hotel, another receptionist. This time along with the morning greeting acknowledged about the lack of room cleaning services needed today in Mosi's room and made a note of it. Outside, the city was a busy here as it was elsewhere but Mosi would be able to spot a certain Museum employee off in the distance as he went about his daily life. Unless he looked back, it would be highly unlikely he would spot her.
"Yes, of course, walks very well, very well," the man assured Mahendra about the food.
"I would love to," he said as he took a seat. "You look beautiful this morning, did you sleep well?" he asked as he got comfortable and poured them some tea. It was stronger than the normal English Earl Gray or Builders Tea and had an exotic smell to it. Placing a dollop of honey and a dried fig into the cup he handed it over to her. "Sip slowly," he warned her before fixing himself a cup.
Vera sat up slowly and felt the world on her shoulders, it had been a long night. She hadn't realized that George had remained with her that evening but when she saw him she didn't ask him to leave. There was a look of appreciation on her features that told him thank you even though she remained silent. George seemed to understand her unspoken words and nodded before walking over to the window and looking out of it. It seemed he was giving her a bit of privacy to ready herself for the day. She did, stepping behind the changing screen. Stepping out she was dressed in black. Not a color she normally wore and while her and Peter had not been wed or even engaged, that was what they would have been had he not died... Again... To her it was only fitting. Now that she was dressed and rested a hand on Georges shoulder to let him know she was ready, they made their way down to the breakfast room.
Eye puffy from a nights worth of tears were partially covered by a mourning veil. George nodded at Josephine and her guest before leading Vera to a seat near the Lord Major and sitting himself next to her. Vera seemed to be distant right then as George tended to preparing them a morning tea. "Mmm, is there anything I can help with Lord Major?" he asked in a raspy voice, breaking the silence.
Turning slowly, the dark haired woman arched a single brow very deeply. A sultry grin tugged at the corner of her lips as she laced her fingers together at her breasts. It seemed someone wanted to know who she was. There might have been others who were curious, but one seemed to have the gumption to actually ask her directly. This pleased her. While she could be rather quiet and perhaps daunting to some, she was a kind soul. Well as kind as one could be if you enjoyed a good rack session.
"How rude of me. You all must be very new births. I tend to forget that not everyone here is aware of who I am at the start. Allow me to introduce myself," she said in a smooth voice as she extended her hand to the young woman. Her slender fingers were tipped in dark red polish over stiletto nails filed to a sharp point. Her skin touch was as cool and as soft as silk, almost like an embalmed corpse. "I am known here as Belladonna."
Nancy seemed to explain that Belladonna was a Crypt but that would not mean much to those who had not encountered one. "Oh yes, I was there. Was such an eventful time. Truly macabre. And what a pleasure it is to meet you as well. It seems our dear mother has chosen some very interesting new children. My daughter will so adore having some new playmates. A rousing game of Wake The Dead will be in order," she said with a coy look crossing her features.
"I do believe I smelled a fresh grave when I came home this eve," she added as she glanced over mischievously towards Nancy. "That is if Puridaj does not protest it," Belladonna continued in reference to Evelina.
Hearing Gilbert return she took the drink he offered and raised it slightly, giving it a once over before partaking of the liquid. The hollow of her throat moving as she swallowed and let out gentle moan of enjoyment. "Positively deadly," she said as she lowered the glass. "Of course not, we must speak later," she added, returning the wink.
"The pleasure is all mine," she said towards Sophia, making sure to address the woman directly. She wuldn't want to miss anyone that was speaking to her. It was so rare that she was able to come home and while this wasn't under the best circumstances, it was hardy the worst. "Zdorovo vernut'sya domoy," the woman said in an old dialect of Russian as she glanced around. While the Emendators spoke many languages, they didn't speak all of them so it was rare for Belladonna to slip into her native tongue but she would from time to time when was feeling nostalgic. Her eyes darted over towards the others as she took another sip of the drink Gilbert had provided for her.
October 5th, 1924 - 12:15 a.m.
Cairo, Egypt -> October 31st, 1943 Ville Au Camp
Cairo, Egypt -> October 31st, 1943 Ville Au Camp
Alicia grunted a bit, she didn't want to move just yet but it was time to go. She had seen what she needed to see, George was back safely and hopefully attending to what needed to be to clean up after the mess Peter had left. It was time to move on and face the music. She was sure that Evelina was not going to be happy with her but hey maybe the fact she got injured would calm the wrath she was going to have to face. Granted the fact she got injured would probably just be used as ammunition to why she should have kept her ass at home that night.
Either way, time to walk. Thankfully she had some help from Gio and the new guy Bart. Gio opening the portal was always a sight to her. It was neat, like some special effect from the movies. Very Dr. Strange meets Quantum Leap. Hobbling through the portal she began to feel a bit better, she was still dizzy from the blood loss but the leg was hurting less and less as they moved and a warmth was spreading through her from where Bart was touching her.
Once they were through she stopped and looked over at the kid. "You're a healer? Now that is fucking useful," she said with a slight smirking chuckle. "Holy shit balls, thanks gringo," she exclaimed as she put some more weight on the leg and laughed. This was great. sure she still needed to clean up and put a good bandage on it but it was only a scratch now. Oh yeah, that was an ability that would get a lot of use.
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Alright, placing this here as a marker. Once Alicia gets back to 1943 we are going to end first day. And impose a bit of a time jump. Roughly six months. This is going to be ~training time~. We are still going to cover this time but we are going to ~quick scene~ it. Those that have never done one of these it is simple. Each Paradox is going to be working with ALL the Emendators. Learning certain lessons. While you will be training a lot behind the scenes, your ~quick scenes~ will focus on 1 single training session. It could be anything from fighting to learning to blend in, how to cover your tracks, etc. That will be up to the Emendator. Each session will be 1 post. So there will be 4 rounds of collab posting for each of you. Will go into more detail once we get there but this is your prewarning so you can be prepared for it. (Once we get through the quick scene time jumps we will be in the nitty gritty of the rp and the cases will begin!)
Alright, placing this here as a marker. Once Alicia gets back to 1943 we are going to end first day. And impose a bit of a time jump. Roughly six months. This is going to be ~training time~. We are still going to cover this time but we are going to ~quick scene~ it. Those that have never done one of these it is simple. Each Paradox is going to be working with ALL the Emendators. Learning certain lessons. While you will be training a lot behind the scenes, your ~quick scenes~ will focus on 1 single training session. It could be anything from fighting to learning to blend in, how to cover your tracks, etc. That will be up to the Emendator. Each session will be 1 post. So there will be 4 rounds of collab posting for each of you. Will go into more detail once we get there but this is your prewarning so you can be prepared for it. (Once we get through the quick scene time jumps we will be in the nitty gritty of the rp and the cases will begin!)
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