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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
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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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Year 5: Update

Date: July 15th, 2012


Well as I promised, a time skip was going to occur and it is happening right now. As you can tell the date has changed in the header. The dice have determined that we have moved forward a total of 16 weeks. It has been a hard travel but! NO DEATHS! Congrats! Well that you know of. As far as supplies go, we are holding tight to what you had at the beginning of the jump instead of restocking fully. There is reason to that but don't worry. At this point just figure on that for now. Went through supplies found supplies, went through them again. Wash, rinse, repeat. Now, as far as what happened - Here is a quick run down....

Team Swamp: You all have stuck together over the last 16 weeks. Sure that first night and well every night since then has been one hell of a ride but hey, you seem to work. Three guys, one girl, getting the fuck out of the swamp the next day. It was about three days of walking, talking, watching Wayne talk to the air, before you found a small place to hold up for a bit. Supplies have been hard to come by but you have kept moving South West. At least you figure you have. You passed close to Leesburg and Albany but there was a horde and you pushed around it until you found the Florida line. You have just kept moving since then.

Team Newnan: Ashes injury got a bit infected and you had to hold up in that house for several months before it was fully cleared out and he was fully recovered. After that, it has been one hell bent trip to keep moving to get to Mexico Beach. It hasn't been easy though. Having Jamie with you makes travel slow, really slow. The hotter it got the slower it got, especially without a car most of the time. It was never hard finding a vehicle but finding fuel is the big deal. That has been few gallons here and there and far between. Tatiana took a while to rewarm up to everyone but eventually she did. She is still more distant and sadder than she use to be but there is a lot more of the old Tatiana than there used to be. She still hasn't opened up on what she went through over their time apart to anyone but she did say last time she saw Froggy he was alive, she wouldn't say more.

Team Eden: Thalia has healed up well over the last 16 weeks. Thana never showed back up and of course you all wanted to look for her but you kept crossing your fingers she would return - she never did. Where the fuck is she? After about a week it was pretty much assumed she was dead, she had to be right? Thalia took about four weeks until she could be moved but hey that house wasn't so bad. You had food and water and shelter. It could be a lot worse. Though once Thalia finished healing up enough to start moving again, that is what you did. There was a goal before Thana disappeared - Mexico Beach. Might as well go there, it was a start and was in the same direction that Thalia was going to start with before she got with the group.



Part 2 Begins


Location: Wewahitchka

Temperature: 89F (32C)
Humidity: Fucking High (Around 99%) - Raining off and on all day
Wind Speed: 7 MPH (11 KPH)
Cloud Coverage: About 66% covered with thick dark clouds

It is around eight in the morning in the mid of July in what was once known as Wewahitchka Florida. Each of the groups arrived at different times of the night in the city and have set up their camps hoping to take a look around today and see if there are any supplies. Everyone ended up walking into town. Groups Eden and Newnan have always had the same goal since Eden fell, to get to Mexico Beach. From where you are now, it is roughly a day or two walk at most to the end goal. Team Swamp, shit you just want to reach the coast and go for a swim at this fucking point.

Tatiana has been up for the last several hours tending to Jamie who has a bit of the sniffles it seems. No fever so it is probably only allergies but with no meds or herbs it has made it hard. "Ve find you meds, yes ve vill," she says quietly to Jamie as she suctions out his nose with a nose bulb. He is hating it and screaming. Pushing the thing away from him as she fights for him to let her try to clear out his airways but that boy is having none of it. She starts muttering in Russian. Everyone knows she is cussing by now, and probably has a good idea of what she is saying by now as she tends to speak Russian more and more these days when she is frustrated. Which happens a lot.

You all are held up in what used to be a bank. Why not? Thick walls, a good place to hunker down and while you don't need the money that is scattered everywhere it does make for good burning, place is cooler than most other buildings, and there was a break room that people hadn't broken into yet. So funyuns are awesome to have as as some doritos. Not to mention hot bottled carbonated beverages. If only you had some ice. That would rock but fuck it. You found enough to get through the night. Might want to get moving as you are so close to Mexico Beach now Ash can probably taste it. New skills! (Everyone in Team Newnan has gained Basic Russian over these last weeks. Jack has gained Russian to Fluent levels and Basic Dad Jokes - Go ahead and alter your CS to add in the new skills.

Team Eden lucked the fuck out. As you have a one handed person and a one legged person this has been a bitch of a time but omg, hey Lady Luck smiled on you two days ago and you found a roll of duct tape and some wood. Alexander has a peg leg for now! That with the crutch you all found a few weeks ago and he is able to get around a lot better. You are held up in a house that was totally stripped of everything - including furniture. It was a night on the floor without finding really any supplies. It sucked but at least you had a floor with a roof to stay out of the rain. It was something.

Everyone, skills time - All those active in Team Eden have acquired a new skill - Redneck Amputee Engineering. With having so many lost limbs in your group everyone has gotten pretty good at thinking outside of the box to come up with ways to use what you find around you to help with Alexander having some sort of device to help him walk and other items to help Thalia having only one arm. Right now she a knife like stabbing implement attached to a metal cup that she has fit to her nub. (There has been many a joke about finding her a ten speed vibrator and some batteries to attach to it instead.)

Team Swamp has just been a basket of fun running straight to hell. You ended up crashing in some door and cabinet maker shop next to a gas station. Why the fuck not? It has walls, but it seems the place was heavily stripped of most of the tools and wood. But who cares, the cement floor was the closest thing you have found to an air conditioning unit in the last long time. It actually felt nice to sleep on away from the rain. The fact the building had barely any windows made it a safe place to hold up in over night. Wayne got high the night before on some pills he found and passed out hard. At least this time he wasn't talking in his sleep.

It is early still and Wayne hasn't roused as of yet. Rain is coming down and things seem good. New Skills - Everyone has gained Basic Psychology over the last months dealing with Wayne. Hank has gained Advanced Psychology just because he has been at this a lot longer than the rest. Though as fucked up as it is, that is a good thing - why? It helps you all deal with each other a lot better. Wayne groans a bit and sits up, rubbing his eyes and looking around. "You all hear that?"

Now, this is odd. Everyone from the single person standing in the street to those held up over night are going to hear a loud sound that sounds like thumping being repeating quickly over and over and over again. You aren't sure of what it is but any character with Police/Security/Military background is going to get a chance to figure it out - Leave a roll in chat and if you score 15 or higher on it - let me know. (Only those with official as their past job with Police/Security/Military in their previous job type can make the roll. Don't push it.)
March 24th, 1823

Scotland



Two Carriages Passing: Looking over at Maeve, Rutherford gave off a bit of a chuckle. "And here I thought ladies would be more capable than men to deal with death and blood. Considering child bearing and such," he said before shrugging. "Then again, maybe it is more of a mans job. Stronger and all," he added but there was an odd twinkle in his eye before turning his attention fully back to the job at hand. "Now, where is the other body?" he asked, referring to Calum but then again he didn't know the mans name. Only that he had another to deal with.

Millicent looked over towards William and sighed. "All of this. Flee while you can. While it is safe. No one here is who they seem," she said quietly as they moved from one body to another. They were getting awfully close to where the Lady Kirkpatrick was walking, towards Callum's body, and to where Rutherford would soon be heading with Maeve. She cast a glance in the direction of her fiance and the carriage, forcing a slight thin lipped smile before continuing.

"Let us be quick unless we wish for another catching of ones stockings around their ankles and I to be frank have seen far too many winters for such shenanigans," she said as she walked, leaning against her cane slightly as she did. It was the womans way of saying she was really too old for this shit.


England



Two Ships Passing: "I don't know but they are entertaining," Regalia said with a bit of a smirk as she watched Vlad. He kept this up she might get to see him break his nose for the third time in less than ten minutes. That would be a record in her book.

Ludwig was following Hazel up the ropes. The man had an odd ease about him as he climbed the ropes in a most unorthodox manner. Swinging a foot up before his hands. He kept appearing as if he was going to fall but he just kept talking and waving his hands about as he did. Hazel was cracking up as she spoke back to him but they seemed to be fine and handling themselves.

Others on the ship prepared planks that were lowered to the other ship and it was as if a ballet was happening before them as items and crates and horses were moved from the smaller vessel to Regalia's ship. The captain herself was just watching, her eyes darting this way and that as things were taken care of under her order and supervision. Her attention slowly turned back to Vlad as he came over and spoke - and spoke - and spoke some more. Her brow raising slightly at first, just a single one. By the time Vlad was done both brows were fully raised. There was a pause before she spoke, brows still raised.

"Da," she said as a simple affirmation as the brows lowered. "Now, I hear there were attacks in London and now elsewhere in England. What do you know of them?" she asked as she motioned for the man to follow her. She had turned and was walking towards her cabin, her eyes glancing towards Collette but the woman seemed fine and she was armed now. Regalia had no doubt she could handle herself if something were to happen.

Carlisle: "Ah, ah, yes, terrible things but no," the man said as he brushed some more of them from her shoulder. Picking up some between his index finger and his thumb. "Corpse yes but from it not another. They would be lavender then, not gray. Not gray," he added before letting the thick dandruff like item fall from his fingers. Wiping his hand on his clothing he kept looking around.

Head snapped back around at the mention of Ludwig. "Ah ha! Yes! I do indeed! I am old friends of his mentor Ulrich! Yes, indeed, good chap. Strange but good," he said looking Virginia over once again. "So tell me child, what vexes you? Perplexed and vexed, that is what you seem. Not glad and definitely not mad, no more than the rest of your kind," he added as he sat back down. He seemed to stand and sit a lot on the edge of the fountain, not keeping still. Yet in his weird antics he did seem far more calm than Ludwig did in his motions and his speech.




October 31st, 1943 - This Way And That


"Well that wasn't the bargain girl. It was show me, not tell," he said before shaking his head a bit. "I'll remember that," he added before shoving his hands in his pockets and turning on his heels. He wasn't sure where she was going of what she had heard considering they were alone by an oak tree with no one even around them. It was odd to him that she should run off and he hadn't a fucking clue what stranger danger was. It wasn't a turn of phrase that was used during his life, maybe she was just an odd one, she did have a funny accent.

Bens turn of heel didn't put him in the direction of the grave, it put him heading back towards the Carnivale, crossing the road and looking like he was making a leisurely paced beeline towards the trailer marked management. Samson caught a glimpse of Ben walking towards the trailer he was headed for and waited for the boy. Ben had managed to pull out another cigarette and light it up. "Find it?"

"Told where it was but I ain't seen it yet," he said before taking a puff and rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb.

"Thinking they're the same?" Samson asked and Ben shook his head again as the smoke billowed out from his.

"Naw, I mean that big guy I am pretty sure it but the rests of them? Like they're missing something." His voice was slow in his talk and he looked down at Samson. "Anyways, don't think they are. Gonna talk to management."

"Yeah, you and me both kid," Samson said before turning and hobbling towards Managements trailer. Climbing up the stairs and opening the door. He looked back and spotted Ben standing there looking around. "Well you coming?" he called out and Bens head snapped around. Their eyes locked and Ben nodded. The boy breaking out in a short jog to catch up before moving up the steps of the trailer. The door shutting behind the two mismatched men as they entered.
Everyone has posted since we have returned from Holiday - everyone is back on their own personal counters.
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Everyone is caught up now since we got back from holiday - so on your own personal counters now.
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Date: Monday May 23rd, 2017

O'Hare International Airport: Lincoln nodded a bit. "Oh Murph?" he said, it came out as a question but it was more of a statement. "Murphy McManus, he's been her best mate since India. From what I know of the guy, he's a good one. Tasha met him through his sister Claire when she was living in San Fran. The two just seemed to hit it off," he said as he rubbed his cheek. "Man has a hell of a right hook," he laughed thinking back on the fights they had gotten into when they first met.

"But he's a good man. Hot tempered but I guess it's the Irish in him, he sister is that MMA fighter," he added as he flipped open his phone and put up the gallery of pictures of the four of them in India. The place was rather run down but Tasha was smiling, Lincoln looked happy and then there was another man. "That's Murph," he said as he handed he phone over to Cecily.

"Never really asked what he does, he seems to just float through life but damn the man can speak a lot of languages. Says his mom made sure they all could. Sisters the same way," he added as he sat back in his seat. "Smokes like a fucking chimney."

Grimaldi Books: Adelaide quirked a brow towards Keystone. "He works for my insurance company, anything having to deal with my books currently is his business," she said rather flatly before turning her attention towards Caesar. "Then there no no point in us being here if you are not willing to pay up front. Sorry but I cannot let simply go into my library and only pay for what they find in the end. It is like allowing you to order food, eat a whole steak, and then decide you didn't like it. I don't work that way," she added in the same flat tone.

At his proposal she nearly laughed but stopped herself. "So you want me to change companies to one I have never done business with even after it is all over the national news the amount of murders that has happened on Queensguard as of late. That is your account right? Where as my current did allow for the loss of a single book, it is nothing compared to a life. I believe I will stay with the company I have currently," she finally said after she was able to stop biting her lip at the absurdity of that request. Thankfully she was able to not say what she really wanted to say.

She glanced over towards Robert and shrugged. "True but if I change it wouldn't be to them. They don't seem like people people and I do have customers to think of. How would they deal with someone like him at the door? Sure might scare off a few but last thing I need is shit blown up," she added as she motioned towards the stairs. "Since we cannot come to a deal, I suggest you leave."

Grimm, Indiana - Ramada Inn: The woman at the counter smiled and nodded. "Of course," she said as she finished up and made sure that everything was in order. "Have a good day you two," she added as they made their way towards the elevator. It took a minute but eventually the doors opened and they were able to enter. The elevator was empty and there was no music in it as it went up to the next floor.

Once it reached their floor, the doors opened and there was a sign that directed which room numbers were down which hallway. Left or right - their room was to the left. It seemed that the couple from earlier was also down that way but their room was far further down the hallway than Riley's and Pryia's. The couples was at the end of the hallway, the girls from Justice's room was only three from the elevator. The man glanced down the hallway towards them but his face was hidden by his ball cap as the woman opened the door to their room. Once it was open they got the child inside and the door closed heavy. The sound echoing down the hallway.


Deeper Than The Sands

Date: October 5th, 1924



Reminders: Same reminders but hey, we all forget shit - If you are changing decks at anytime while we are on the boat - roll in chat before you post. If you roll a 1, 2, 3, 4 or 5 - drop me a line because your ticket is missing. If you roll a 6 though 20, you have your ticket and can proceed without issue.

Same goes with leaving and returning to your characters room. If you enter your room, drop a roll in chat. 1, 2, or 3 drop me a line before posting. If you roll a 4-20 everything is fine and you can proceed without issue.

Please remember to do this every time you change decks and every time you enter your rooms.

Also remember - If you are Elite you can do to any deck. If you are Secondary you can go anywhere but Elite unless you are on record as working for someone with an Elite ticket. If you are Lower Deck, you can only enter Lower or Main deck.

It's Getting Late: And so the people on the boat are starting to feel the time. Less and less people are out and about and everyone is going to start feeling the fact that the hours are ticking by and it has been a rather long day. This was probably why Vera didn't see any problem with people breaking off into smaller groups. Granted, she also hadn't been privileged to the well known cartoon/horror film/DND adage - NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY! "Oh yes, of course, do let me collect a few items for the evening," she said in passing.

Standing up she began to rummage through the mess that was currently her quarters. A dressing gown, something to change into in the morning, a few items to freshen up with and tend to her hygiene, among other items of small un-note-worthiness. "We should go as it was my room that was broken into," she added as she tripped and packed. "Do go ahead and get some rest," she said to the others.

"Geology you say?" the woman said in passing as she continued to look out over the waters. Her body barely moving and it seemed that she was able to hold perfectly still but was that really an item of note right now? The ship was sailing and though it moved in the water things were rather calm on deck. It was hard to feel the movement other than the wind that was no more than a gentle breeze right then. "Do you prefer to peel back the layers of the earth to find her story instead of a person? Or do you just jump in hacking away at her and expecting the same of others?" she asked in a slow voice, each word coming forth as if paused for anticipation of the next. Dark eyes slowly moved to his and her body finally turned to face him as well. There seemed to be a deep arc of her thin brow over her left eye as she awaited an answer.

Franklin sat there and waited for the shit storm of flaming sleeve to correct itself by Richards actions. There was a slight smirk on his face. "I am here to drink, where I am from depends on what point in my life one would consider important. Birth and life are two different things but most recently outside of Egypt I called Scotland home for a time. That good enough?" he asked as he motioned for the waiter to bring over another glass. "And yes, it seems like you could use a drink," he added with a chuckle. Seemed the drinks were on him for the time, or at least this round.

George continued to go through his list, finding each crate that was marked on the list and giving it a once over. He worked through the isles, usually out of sight of the Lord Major. As the Lord Major spoke up he came from around the corner and handed over his list. "Mmm, completed sir. Findings are mmm the same. Moved but nothing opened," he said. The list was just as long as the Lord Majors but he had been completed with it quickly. Was it the old mans age that caused him to move slower? Most likely. George was far younger and still well able even with the missing of one eye and the way he carried himself and groomed did not leave one to figure he would skip over items.

"Mmm, would you like me to finish while you mmm report the situation?" he offered but he did not hold his hand out, not wanting to put the impression out there that he was assuming that the Lord Major would wish to pass off the duty on George but it could easily be figured that it would be simpler for George to remain here and finish alone. His face mask did tend to put people off and could cause a ruckus with the Ships Master if he was the one to do the reporting in person.

The man nodded and listened to what she was saying but cocked a brow as her attention seemed to be taken from him. Turning his head he looked to where she was looking and spotted the man with his sleeve on fire. He looked a bit shocked, no wonder she was looking over there. Someone on fire was something to see that was for sure. Seeing as the flame was quickly put out he slowly looked over to her once again and shrugged. "Yeah, least he didn't burn the ship down," he said before taking another drink and motioning for the glass to be refilled once again. At her question he shrugged a bit. "You know, now I am not even sure why I am anymore. Coming to figure maybe I am on a wild goose chase," he said as his shoulder slumped down a bit and he lowered his head. "Some shit should just be left in the past."

Vera shook her head a bit. "I wouldn't wish to, crocodiles are known in these parts as are far more deadly and larger creatures, though what awaits on shore might be worse," she mused to herself. Then her attention was turned to Gene and she perked a brow. She had forgotten that Gene was her bodyguard right then thanks to George. "Oh um, yes, of course. Lauren could you take my things to your room? Or call a persuer to?" she asked as she smoothed out her skirt and pushed her hair out of her face, the curls refusing to stay back.
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