Lady Absinthia

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

New Chat Area: Please note that there is a new chat room on the server titled Reminders. I will tag people there if something comes up so it isn't lost in other chats. Others are free to use it to remind people to move their posts over to SI so it isn't lost in the chat mix. (Only post a single reminder to a person and only post to remind to move to SI please)

I will remind for counters there but do note I don't always remind for counters. In fact I rarely do, so don't use it as a crutch. Also, make sure to check chat DAILY - that is required in the rules so you can see announcements and the like. Always check before you post!

~This message will repeat in ALL Rps I Gm~

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

New Chat Area: Please note that there is a new chat room on the server titled Reminders. I will tag people there if something comes up so it isn't lost in other chats. Others are free to use it to remind people to move their posts over to SI so it isn't lost in the chat mix. (Only post a single reminder to a person and only post to remind to move to SI please)

I will remind for counters there but do note I don't always remind for counters. In fact I rarely do, so don't use it as a crutch. Also, make sure to check chat DAILY - that is required in the rules so you can see announcements and the like. Always check before you post!

~This message will repeat in ALL Rps I Gm~

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Captain Moss

Captain Moss

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Captain Moss

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Male, He/him

๑۩↛𝕄asquerade↚۩๑

The Mask

The Attire

ℂountenance & 𝔻isposition

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🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

@Ciaran DO make sure to check chat daily - There are two messages waiting for you in chat for Masquerade and we are kind of at a stop point now because of it needing to be addressed.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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This time I am throwing some Weather at you folks, so be ready. This will effect you until further notice. It is randomized for each location so even I don't know until it is rolled exactly what you are getting. Brace yourselves folks because Mother Nature, as many of have learned in the past can be an utter bitch.

Team Swamp - Okefenokee Swamps, Georgia<br>9/09/18 Update

Cloudy skies sure but hey no rain yet. It would probably be better if it did rain because damn the humidity is choke worthy. And other than that, that group of walkers has broken free of the water and is making its way towards you. This is a totally fucked situation.
Description: Cloudy
Temperature: 85°F (29°C)
Humidity: Fucking High
Wind Speed: 10 mph (16 kph)
Light Wind: A gentle breeze, having little or no game effect.

Team Newnan - Headland, Alabama<br>9/09/18 Update

Alright, the dice have spoken and this is what is getting thrown at you. Weather. It's Spring! So showers coming in out of now where isn't unheard of, in fact, it is the norm. This is what is coming in to you straight from Mother Nature.

Description: Rain
Temperature: 89°F (31°C)
Humidity: High
Wind Speed: 9 mph (14 kph) - changes directions
Rain: Rain reduces visibility by half. So seeing is going to be a bit of an issue. As is hearing. Hope you don't need a candle because it will be doused.

On top of that, there are 4 walkers within eye shot of the Nun. Two are closing in quickly even as the rain comes down. The wold is starting to go darker as it gets wet. Rain could be good, collect it and drink it. It is also bad for fighting situations. Things are going to get slippery folks. Call for your rolls! You are gonna need them.

Team Eden - Quincy, Florida<br>9/09/18 Update

Description: Windy
Humidity: Low
Temperature: 84°F (28°C)
Wind Speed: 26 mph (41 kph)
Strong Wind: Strong gusts of wind, it is going to make things hard of hearing. Such gusts automatically extinguish candles, torches, and similar unprotected flames. Small animals and objects are going to get blown around a lot and hard. This is a former construction site for a new neighborhood before the outbreak so that means bits of wood, broken bricks and rocks, nails, and the like are getting kicked up and blown around. This is going to get dicey fast. The wind came out of no where.

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Thana Martin

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Location: Quincy : House (E9) -> Inside House (F9)
Skills: Survival, Pistol

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It looked like the women had this covered. But then the winds picked up and things started blowing around. Winds were not anything uncommon but still. It could make an already dangerous situation a lot worse and meant that the guys couldn't just hang out on the front porch sipping tea and playing patty cake like a bunch of butt pirates. Wow... Thana was in a mood today. Glancing towards Thalia, Thana dropped the leader card and shook her head. Thana was intent on taking point. She had been pulling shit like this for the last year. One bullet, just a pocket knife. She always insisted on taking point even if the other woman had a shield.

Right then a piece of board, albeit small, flew by Thana's head and she barely was able to move. It cutting her cheek before it hit the door. "We move fast, split up inside. Soon as the first room gets a clear, Manny move Alex inside," Thana said a trickle of blood lined down her cheek. Checking the door she pushed it open and pointed her gun straight ahead. Looking around, she checked behind it before opening the second door and swinging it open.

The main room was large with a kitchen in the back. "Bea to the left. Thalia, right down that way," she said as she held one had on a door and looked at the dusty furniture. "Alight front room cleared, inside now." Standing there, she was ready to get both the doors shut quickly once the men were inside. The place looked like it hadn't been touched since the outbreak. Newly moved in. There was still plastic bags on the floor that had been taken off the couch. Maybe it hadn't been lived in on second thought. Maybe it was going to be a show piece house. Would make since there were no other houses done on the street yet.

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Wayne Maldonado

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Location: Okefenokee: E14 (Walker Central)
Skills: Machete, Improvised Weapons, Athletics, Iron Stomach, Hunting

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"Cock juggling thunder cunt!" Wayne yelled at the air as he finally stopped behind Hank as he exited the truck. He eyed the Roman. "His name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, Commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And he will have his vengeance, in this life or the next.." Wayne said proudly as he held his arms out and his voice level increased as he projected as if he was speaking in the grand Colosseum itself. "Fuck man, where's your skirt, oh shit, sorry. Tunic."

Wayne didn't give two shits about what the guy said. "My life is a swirling shit filled toilet that just won't flush. I don't think I can die." Peering over the mans shoulders, he got this deranged look on his face. More than it had been. In fact he looked happy. Not flying unicorn Happy! but gleeful and sadistic. "Shit pence, time to clock in. Daddy's got to stretch his legs," he said as he pulled off his scarf and yanked out his Machete from the back of the truck. "To Infinity and beyond!!!"

He ran, right past the man and tripped, nearly busting his face right open but he caught himself. "Mother piss bucket, let's do this!" he said as he ran right into the group of walkers. It was a sloppy throw but hey, it worked, barely. catching one in the leg and making them fall to the ground. Wrapping his scarf like a rope around its neck he popped the head off and kicked it back towards the swamp. "Fuck yeah, Williams ain't got shit on that punt. Go Giants!"

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

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October 5th, 1924

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This was turning into quite the scene. Something out of a horror movie that had been written by a bad comedian. Vera's eyes widened and she gagged at the sight, and then at Mosi and poor Nora. Her eyes widening as she tripped over her own two feet but quickly and desperately caught herself to move away and back. Looking at Josephine she nodded and scurried quickly towards the barracks. Getting back to her uncle was paramount right now, he was a strong shoulder and a comforting presence. Family, in a sense. Yet Josephine was proving herself to be just as strong and comforting despite her initial impression of the woman.

Akhmed gave a disgusted looked back glancing towards Mahendra. "Come on, you to the barracks. Need to get you looked at," he said, urging the man towards the barracks. "Miss Ridgeway, please help the ladies to the barracks. I think they could use a tonic to settle the nerves at the least," he said and hoped they would follow. He wasn't waiting around to see. If the local officials needed to question anyone they could find Miss Ridgeway at the barracks. There were plenty of Museum officials and guards outside now that they could report on peoples whereabouts.

Vera got to the gate and the guards opened them for her and Josephine. Vera took a brief moment to explain as she motioned back Akhmed helping Mahendra over. They nodded and gave her an escort to help, sending two more over to Akhmed to help him get Mahendra into the barracks grounds and over to the infirmary. Yet another waited out beyond the gate to help the ladies if they needed it and to escort them to the infirmary as well.

Inside Vera sat down on the edge of a low brick wall and caught her breath as word was sent to Reginald that she and others were here and what was going on. Akhmed didn't need any help with Mahendra but he did need to go inform Aton so he handed him off. Letting Mahendra know where he was going and asking him to tell Josephine he would return as quickly as he could. Turning he rushed off and caught a taxi. This was not going to be an easy conversation.

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

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Things were changing and quickly. They had been for some weeks now. Looking around, Anisa noted that her crew now was made up entirely of people that were not part of the Vengeance. Dorothy had been the last of the original crew. Jackson was dead. Camilla was dead. Genevieve had left for richer prospects. Gideon had gotten hired on another vessel. Daphne had been fired. Dorothy was following her sister. Atticus was dead. Lionel had been a businessman and now was staying to do business on this planet for now.

This was a new crew. Bridgette was the only one now with a connection to Anisa, she came with baggage. Namely Cyril. Who seemed to be as innocent as a lamb. He was looking around, grinning to himself and looking confused but happy. The fluffernutter hung in the captains hand. "What the fuck is a fluffernutter? she finally half whispered to Bridgette as she lifted the thing and looked at it oddly.

Jahosafat had been with the crew about as long as Foy and Harper had. Jahosafat could go elsewhere but they needed a doctor now more than ever. It wasn't so much bullet wounds he was concerned with but the fact the Captain seemed right on the edge and it seemed that tall viking looking chap had already dove straight off the edge. Harper he hadn't decided on yet. As mouthful as Jackie was and as quiet as Mei were, they actually seemed to be the two most stable mentally on the ship. Outside of himself and Foy of course. There was no better bred people than those of Farriday.

"Captain, my dear lady. I shall go and make arrangements for final burial?" the doctor asked, wondering if after everything they were going to stick around long enough to actually give the man a proper funeral. Anisa turned and looked at him.

"No, we send him to the black," she bluntly. A head turn later and she eyed Harper. He was new as well but shit happened and he was her pilot. "Harper, ready for take off. I want to be in the black in five. Mei, make sure those who are leaving are off my boat in three. Everyone else, we hit atmo in five. I want hard burn."

Cyril looked at Anisa. "Where are we going pretty lady?" he asked confused. He probably wasn't the only one since the woman had yet to tell anyone where they were headed. Just that they had a job and that they were heading off world.

"The Rim. A moon of Deadwood." Her voice was blunt as she handed over the sandwich to Bridgette. Jahosafat quirked a brow. "Set course for Babylon. Bridgette, you're my second."

The doctors eyes went towards Foy. Babylon... No one went to Babylon. It was close to Miranda. It wasn't spoken about. The last tales of Babylon were from the old world.

I am the Captain; I must be strong and I cannot falter. To give in, to bend, to break; I let down not only myself but them as well. I cannot risk that. I cannot be weak or doubt myself. They have already lost so much and I will do everything I can to ensure they lose nothing else. That is my job, that is my purpose.

Straightening her back, whatever emotion she had held was gone and replaced with stoic Captains face. Huffing the hair out of her face. "What you waitin' for? Shit or get off the pot." Turning she made her way towards the bridge. Jahosafats eye brows rose dramatically as he gave a lingering look to Foy and then headed down towards medical to make sure everything was secure. Cyril rushed over to Bridgette.

"I'm gonna watch!" he said quickly before rushing after Anisa to follow her. She caught a glimpse of him. They seemed to exchange a few words and then he got a bright smile on his face as he rushed ahead of her to the bridge and sat down in the second chair. His sister could move him if she wanted to sit.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Mr. Titian

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Chair 5
Skills: Perception
Hit Points: 4
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The arm tightened around the figure he was holding onto, his hand on the shoulder steadying as the figure finally woke. Then they spoke. "A woman, now that just made my night," Titian said as grin grew on his features. His teeth framed by dark whiskers, a beard that came down to a point slightly below his strong jaw line. "Are you sure you want to be put down?" he asked as his chin tilted down to look her in the eyes. His arm squeezed slightly around her waist line for a moment as his hand came off her shoulder.

Stroking his beard he leaned back fully in the chair now, shifting his lap slightly. His pinky ring striking against the dark mass of hair. His attention waned as the shrill of a voice broke the air. Leaning slightly as his arm remained around her waist he looked towards the chairs in front of them, then turned, looking at the line of chairs behind them. Slowly he got comfortable again, as much as he could for his size in this chair. "Only two chairs left, and apparently two more people coming. Does a lady really want to make someone else have to share a seat?" That grin turned into a cheshire like grin before he finally released his arm from around her waist, tucking both his hands behind his head and swayed his knees left and right slowly.

"What happens if you have to share a seat with a perfect stranger?" he said with a laugh.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

𝕐our 𝕆𝕆ℂ ℕotes

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Update has been posted. Here is the current Chair Situation.

• Engine - Owen
• 1 - Cobalt
• 2 - Swamp
• 3 - Mauve
• 4 - Envy
• 5 - Titian
• 6 - Prima
• 7 - Walnut
• 8 - Kindle
• 9 - Lechery
• 10 - Penance
• 11 - Bank
• 12 - Blush
• 13 - Creme
• 14 - Tack
• 15 - Plum

Alright - now, some of you will get pm's, some of you won't. I will be sending them through your original PM from me MM Start Post - if you deleted it, I suggest you undelete it.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

𝕎aiting 𝕋o 𝔼xhale

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Owen was far from being particularly smooth when he spoke, being rather inarticulate as Cobalt was the first to pass the gate. "Then you in for some shit," he let slip past his lips. At the gate, Leo kept taking the invitations but any words spoken to him were missed as he gawked at Owen and gave him this look that blatantly screamed, dude, shut the fuck up! Owen was oblivious to it. His eyes were on Madam Envy. "Oh ain't you be worryin' 'bouts nuting ma'am. She be as solid as Garudarf Peaks." Patting the chugging contraption as if it was a child who had just made his papa proud.

A lean man with steely eyes gazed up from the book his nose had been buried in, it in one hand and his revolver in the other. There was a quirk on his attractive face as Plum walked by. He said not a word, just a tilt of the head before his eyes traveled back to his book. His eyes moving in lines back and forth. "Boss! Missing two from the count," Leo said in a shrill of a voice that seemed to crack from the octave it gained.

Cas nodded and looked back towards the horses and carriages. There was one for sure that was still outside of the gate. Stepping over to one that had yet to say a word or move from the saddle of his horse. "You need to get moving son. In or out," he said in a patient but still booming voice. As far as the second one missing, there was no one else currently to be seen either inside or outside of the gate. Reaching up he scratched the short gray mustache on his face and looked further down the road before pulling out his pocket watch and checking the time. It was just past five in the evening, the day light had fully set and darkness had set in.