Lady Absinthia

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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NPC's

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The unusually long list of NPC's for this RP. Some are alive, some are dead, some were just blips, some are former PC's. All have, are, or will serve a purpose. Below is listed only the most basic of information on each, it is up to you to keep all your information up to date.

	Name: Amy Adams Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Channel 6 News		Name: Maria Santiago Gender: Female Main City: Monterrey, Mexico Other: MSS Caesar's Ex-wife
	Name: Amy Chang Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Dean of Medicine Juno (Diana)		Name: Unknown Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Aqueduct (Mr. March III)
	Name: Lisa McMillan Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: McMillan Enterprises Juno (Terra)		Name: Lincoln Roberts Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Security Justice Memorial Natasha's Fiance
	Name: Nurse Cratty Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Intake Justice Asylum		Name: Regina Eilheart Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Media Mogul Juno (Minerva)
	Name: George Teller Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Police Commissioner Aqueduct		Name: Daniel Martin Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Relic Hacker
	Name: Leann McCormick Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Admiral Of The Navy Juno (Venus)		Name: Aretha Johnson Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno (Ceres)
	Name: Special Agent Moreau Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: FBI (Assigned Lawson's Case)		Name: Special Agent Collins Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: FBI (Assigned Lawson's Case)
	Name: Valerie Pye Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno (Retired?)		Name: Elizabeth Queensguard Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Queensguard (Owner) Juno (Codename?)
	Name: Professor Gerard Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Missing Discovered Lunillud Aleae		Name: Benjamin Wadsworth Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Pye's Man Friday Aqueduct?
	Name: Detective Jones Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Precinct 54		Name: Genny Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Diamond Day Spa (Wayne's Assistant)
	Name: Freddy Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Club Afterdark (Bouncer)		Name: Trisha Burnmore Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Club Afterdark (Owner)
	Name: Scott Fairburn Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Club Afterdark (Bartender)		Name: Noelle Gerard Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Professor Gerard's Daughter
	Name: Norman Wentworth Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Wentworth Security (Owner) Ronnie's Father		Name: Zoie Crawford Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Aqueduct (Escort, Defected)
	Name: Helga Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Diamond Day Spa (Massage Therapist)		Name: Wayne Roberts Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Diamond Day Spa (Hair Stylist)
	Name: Elizabeth Johnson Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Diamond Day Spa (Dermatologist) Bodybuilder		Name: Detective Johnson Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Justice PD (Homicide)
	Name: Sarah Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno's Greek (Waitress) Juno (Nova Cibum)		Name: Liam Gonzalez Gender: Male Main City: Monterrey, Mexico Other: MSS (Family Gonzalez)
	Name: Roy Gregory Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Justice PD (Homicide, Station 54) Aqueduct (Defected)		Name: Cynthia Ross Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno (Proserpine)
	Name: Adelaide Grimaldi Gender: Female Main City: Chicago Other: Grimaldi Books (Owner) David Lawson's Ex-Wife		Name: Detective Mathers Gender: Male Main City: Seattle Other: Seattle PD (Breeden Case)
	Name: Unknown Gender: Female? Main City: Grimm Other: Escaped Asylum Patient Murdered Barney Ross and Iris Kingston		Name: Claire McManus Gender: Female Main City: Chicago Other: MSS (Chicago) Murphy McManus Sister
	Name: Murphy McManus Gender: Male Main City: Boston Other: Claire McManus's Brother Friends of Natasha's		Name: Ryan O'Reily Gender: Male Main City: New York Other: Chloe's Husband
	Name: Cyril O'Reily Gender: Male Main City: New York Other: Ryan's Brother Simple Mentally		Name: Dunn O'Reily Gender: Male Main City: New York Other: Chloe and Ryan's Son Lunn's Twin
	Name: Lunn O'Reily Gender: Female Main City: New York Other: Chloe and Ryan's Son Dunn's Twin		Name: Cynthia McMillian Gender: Female Main City: Justice/Grimm Other: Insane Cynthia Ross's Biological Child
	Name: David Fisher Gender: Male Main City: Grimm Other: Fisher Funeral Home (Owner)		Name: Claire Fisher Gender: Female Main City: Grimm Other: David and Nate Fisher's Sister
	Name: Nate Fisher Gender: Male Main City: Grimm Other: Fisher Funeral Home (Owner)		Name: Mason Malony Gender: Male Main City: Grimm Other: Grimm Fire Department Chris Malony's Brother
	Name: Bill Sumter Gender: Male Main City: Grimm Other: Grimm Fire Department Fire Marshal		Name: Gavin Comfort Gender: Male Main City: San Antonio Other: Texas Ranger Escorting Natasha Brinne's Body
	Name: Timothy Grayson Gender: Male Main City: Grimm Other: Sheriff (Grimm)		Name: Jaina Sarbye Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Insane Friends of Cynthia McMillan
	Name: Sue Gender: Female Main City: Grimm Other: Ramada Inn (Reception)		Name: Bob Gender: Male Main City: Grimm Other: Grimm Rent-A-Car
	Name: Grace Gender: Female Main City: Grimm Other: Grimm Sheriff Dept. (Call Center)		Name: MSS Seattle Team Gender: Mixed Main City: Seattle/Justice Other: MSS (Tech)
	Name: Zatara Lyo Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno (Iniquis) Dead (Poisoned At Queensguard)		Name: Lucas Walsh Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Argus (Perseus) Dead (Killed by Zoie?)
	Name: Risa Couri Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Argus (Athena) Dead (Killed by Zoie?)		Name: Unknown Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Justice Asylum (Orderly) Dead (Killed By Jaina)
	Name: Bartholomew Rosecliff Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Dead (Fire Hydrant)		Name: Iris Kingston Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Justice Asylum (Psychiatrist) Dead (Killed by Clown)
	Name: Barney Ross Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Ross Enterprises (Owner) Cynthia Ross's Uncle Dead (Killed by Clown)		Name: Marc Tinder Gender: Male Main City: Justice/Grimm Other: FBI Dead? (Burned?)
	Name: Felix Hausten Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Reporter/Author Dead (Died in ICU)		Name: Natasha Brinne Gender: Female Main City: Justice/San Fran/Chicago Other: Justice Memorial (ER Doctor) Juno? Dead (Poisoned?)
	Name: Chloe Ridgeway Gender: Female Main City: Justice/Grimm Other: Riley's Sister Dead (Club Afterdark Shooting)		Name: Ronnie Wentworth Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Norman Wentworth's Son Dead (Club Afterdark Shooting)
	Name: Dragon Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Roller Derby Team Dead (Club Afterdark Shooting)		Name: Unknown Gender: Mixed Main City: Justice Other: 14 Bystanders Dead (Club Afterdark Shooting)
	Name: Stephanie Gretchen Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno (Gaia) Dead (Infection/?)		Name: Kelley Breeden Gender: Trans Main City: Seattle Other: MSS Informant Dead (Burned to death?)
	Name: Ally Cranks Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Local DJ Juno (Cantus) Dead (Car Wreck?)		Name: Alicia Gonzalez Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Juno (Vesta) Caesar's Daughter Dead (Killed by ????)
	Name: Danica Graves Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Dead (Suicide?)		Name: Jeremy Bennett Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Dead (Killed by Cops)
	Name: Lorna Dunn Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Dead (Murdered by ???)		Name: Cameron White Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Aqueduct (March IV) Lyndsay's Husband Dead (Suicide)
	Name: Lyndsay White Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Aqueduct? Cameron's Wife Dead (Killed by Cameron)		Name: Chris Keller Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Keller Psychiatry (Owner) Dead (Killed by Cameron White, Patient)
	Name: Lance Clemins Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Mob Boss Aqueduct Dead (Killed by David Lawson)		Name: Lyle Marlestone Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Dead (Killed by Mr. March IV)
	Name: David Lawson Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: FBI Undercover Aqueduct Dead (Killed by March IV)		Name: Christopher Wallace Gender: Male Main City: Justice Other: Justice Coroner Aqueduct Dead (Killed by ?)
	Name: Peyton Glencross Gender: Female Main City: Justice Other: Dead (Killed by Mr. March IV)		Name: Atticus Pearson Gender: Male Main City: Chicago Other: Catholic Priest

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Chanteuse Amaranthine

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Lunar Ballroom -> Starry Salon
Skills: Dexterity, Wisdom
Hit Points: 4
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There was a glance cast towards the doors and her fingers curled back from the ebony and ivory keys as Amaranthine spotted that the four men from earlier had come into the room. Apparently it was growing close to that time but other than them and the woman at her side no others had come in the room as of yet. What was the point of performing with them if there was no one about? From what had been implied earlier there would be others. Others not in the group that arrived when she had. Others that had actually been invited, yet the manor did not seem to be buzzing with activity. That was until all of that changed. A look of worry was easily read on her features as she heard what sounded like a young girl screaming at the top of her lungs. It seemed to echo from some distance off and it was rather disturbing to hear.

Rising from her place, she thought better of the current situation. "Perhaps this is not the place to be," the small woman said as she grabbed her case and made a beeline for the door. Brushing passed the four men and making her way back into the Starry Salon. Seeing Quinton was still standing at his post currently did cause her to slow her pace. While there had been a member of the staff in the Ballroom with her, he had been in the balcony above. Had something happened he would have had no chance to intervene. Then again, if something happened would the staff even try to stop it or would they care? She wasn't sure. Better safe than sorry since apparently there was at least one person in the manor who was having issues. Who could have screamed though, that pitch could have shattered crystal from the sounds of it.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Mr. Titian

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Music Room -> Breakfast Room
Skills: Strength, Dexterity
Hit Points: 4
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Titian took a proud position at the door to the Breakfast room. The other door was locked so he needn't worry about it and this gave him a good vantage point to watch what would happen. The blood didn't bother him when he looked down at the mans foot. Blood was blood and it wasn't like he hadn't seen his fair share of it. Tilting his head to the side like a confused dog he watched as Swamp went from having Plum look at something he couldn't see. It didn't make any sense to him. It was the mans foot, not his eyes. Granted, Titian didn't question it. He wasn't exactly the brightest candle in the chandelier so he wasn't going to question someone called Doctor. It would be like him questioning the Professor. Thing is, maybe he should have because before he could blink the room went from calm to chaos.

Suddenly the Doctor was barking about Plum attacking him. He hadn't seen anything but okay, Swamps back was to Titian at the time and he didn't have a clear view of Plum, it was possible. He looked to Walnut, to see what she would say. She could see everything where she was standing. Then suddenly she up and shot the doctor! What the hell was this shit. Titian hadn't said anything yet and now he was standing there, with his jaw slack, mouth agape, just staring at the small petite woman. Titian finally broke his silence as his hands came up, balled into fists. And....

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" His hands were at the sides of his cheeks and the shrill that came from his lips sounded like a little girl screaming. The tall brute of a man turned into a fucking wrecking ball as he turned heel and his body hit the door. Body hit the door and he burst through it like the Kool-Aide Man. Splinters of wood flying this way and that as he left a Titian shaped hole in the door. Sadly instead of an Oh-Yeah! It was a girly "OH NO!!!!" as he jumped onto the long table and kept running, still screaming. Loud enough for the whole damn floor to hear.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Year 5: Update

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Date: July 15th, 2012

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Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach (G5)

Temperature: 94F (34C)
Humidity: Fucking High (Around 98%) - Raining off and on all day
Wind Speed: 7 MPH (11 KPH)
Cloud Coverage: About 62% covered with thick dark clouds

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The showers would need some tending to later on once everyone was washed and cleaned but the people watching over both locker rooms didn't seem to concerned with it. The way they were running things, it was pretty clear this wasn't their first rodeo. The locker room showers had floor drains and that would make clean up a lot faster than if they had let everyone take their first showers after being outside for so long in the hotel room showers. At least now when they took a shower they would only be scrubbing away one days worth of mess, not weeks or even months worth of grime.

When Ash spoke up asking about Military service Panama chuckled a bit and shook his head. "Naw, me being in the army would have amounted to Sgt. Bilko." He gave a toothy grin as he stood there bobbing his head a bit. Atticus just shook his head as he let out a slow puff of smoke. "Preacher was though, weren't ya?" The man nodded as he turned the page in his well worn bible before he pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and looked over towards Ash.

"Yeah, three tours in Afghanistan between 2001 and 2003," he said before he went back to reading his bible. He paused for a moment in his scripture before speaking again. "Thou art my battle axe and weapons of war: for with thee will I break in pieces the nations, and with thee will I destroy kingdoms. Ain't no fucking kingdoms anymore, so I guess God did his damn job. A little too damn well if you ask me," he said before he went back to his reading.

"That's some dark assed shit man," Panama coughed.

"Why the fuck you think I wear black?" the preacher said with a cynical chuckle. Panama stared at the man for a bit, not sure whether to laugh or to take a step back. He opted for turning his attention elsewhere and it seemed Hank was going on about TV. He just grinned and gave a shrug. Granted there was no way in hell they had cable TV in this day and age but from the look on his face they had something and maybe that was enough.

Atticus though had closed his bible and was watching the group now with more interest. Seemed some had been in the military while others hadn't. Just like life before the world fell apart, just like the Camp itself. It was clear now that not everyone that lived there was military since Panama had said he hadn't served. Granted he hadn't said what it was he had done before all this. Atticus though didn't say anything, that was his to tell if he felt the need.

While the men seemed to be relaxing a bit more, the girls were being rather quiet in comparison. Daytona was sitting there, not watching them and letting them get what little privacy they could in there. Getting up every so often to put up a razor or take a count but she left the girls alone to do their thing. The Major however was watching them like a hawk, as if just one wrong move and she would devour them. The woman held herself like some female version of Paton, at the ready with her finger resting at ease near the trigger.

Once everyone was sufficiently cleaned it was time to move out of the showers. Looking down at her watch she noted the time. "We're going to move to a common room now, get you back with the guys, and you'll meet the Doc now," Daytona said before motioning for the girls to follow her. Major would wait and take the rear when they left the room.

Atticus checked his watch as the men were finishing up. Standing up he put out his smoke in an ash tray that was sitting next to him. "Alright, time to get ya back to the girls and meet the Doc," he said before motioning for the guys to follow him. The men would end up coming out behind the girls. Atticus taking the front of the line to lead the way behind Major, Panama picking up the rear.

They walked out of the showers and down the hallway until Daytona stopped at a door to her left. It was marked Conference Room. Pushing the door open she motioned for the girls to go ahead in. The room looked rather comfortable. There were some folding chairs out and tables, a pool table, Foosball, and even an old PacMan Arcade Machine that was on and running. Some couches and love chairs, and two worn in recliners. It looked like it was a sort of rec room for quarantine. There was even an old school 80's big screen TV set up with a DVD player and VHS cassettes near it, as well as other things for people to do. From records to play to books to read.

The main thing in the room was a portable privacy screen, a folding table that was set up with vials and needles and other medical supplies, and two people behind the table arranging things. One was a middle aged man in scrubs who looked worn out but had a gentle face. Then there was the shorter more portly woman standing next to him. She was in scrubs as well but she looked like on of those Aunties that you never wanted to cross, like she had a permanent scowl on her features.

"Hey y'all," he said as he looked up, waving the group into the room. "Wow, I was told we had a hell of a new group coming in but seeing is another thing. I'm Michael but most just call me Doc." Draping a stethoscope over his shoulders he smiled at the group. "Give you a little information about myself, I was part of the Combat Casualty Research Program over in Afghanistan before all this. So one of many former military folks you are gonna run into around here. I run the hospital here and this lovely lady next to me is," he said, about to introduce her but she gave him a look and he chuckled and pretended to zip his lips.

"I'm Miss Mary and that's what you'll call me, even if S.B. is my call sign." Her voice was authoritative while Docs was a lot more warm and welcoming. "I ain't be doing no tours and wasn't in no military. I am in charge of meds, as in making them and handing them out. I was a nurse in Chicago before that, so that's what I'll be playing today. Hope ain't none of you got a needle phobia," she said as she stood there before taking a sip from a mug on the table. The smell of coffee wafted into the air and it was strong.

"If you were wondering, S.B. stands for Scary Bitch," Doc chuckled as he picked up a hand full of pens and a stack of papers. The woman shot him a look as Major and Panama took point at the doors. It seemed that Daytona and Preacher were taking a short break as they were not in the room now. "Okay, this is a little bit of medical and information background I need you to fill out. I know, figured paper work would die with the end of the world. Seems it and cockroaches survived. Be nice if you filled it out fully but you don't have to. Just do the best you can or feel okay enough with. This will help us get to know a little about you," he said as he started handing them out. A pen and piece of paper for each person. "Don't worry you'll learn plenty about us later on."

"Just take a few minutes and fill those out for us. Then we'll get onto your check up. We're gonna draw blood and do a basic physical. Now, later on, for you guys over 40 I do suggest getting a prostate exam and girls, it wouldn't be a bad idea to get a pap-smear and such. Doubt many have had the chance since all this started. We do both annually here as well as other check ups. We like to try to keep everyone as healthy as possible," he said as he finished handing out the papers. "Know we got you doing a lot but there will be a break after this and the kitchen is going to be bringing you all in a meal." Stepping back to the table he took a seat in a folding chair and looked over to Mary. "Any idea what she's making today?"

"Lord knows with that woman, right now she's probably smacking Dusty upside the head and telling him to get out her kitchen," she said as she took a seat in the chair next to Doc and picked up her mug. It was a plain white mug that said Coffee Makes Me Happy, You not so much.

*Below is the Questionnaire: I will not answer questions about it OOC. Fill it out as your character. If you have more than one character you need to fill it out for each of them as if they were filling it out. Would your character answer truthfully? Would they answer everything? Would they answer anything? Copy and paste it into your next post and fill it out as they would. As you answer color code them - Green for truth, red for anything but the straight full truth.

Questionnaire

Questionnaire:
Name:
Age:
Birth Date:
Race:
Where were you born:
Where were you when the outbreak occurred:
Who were you before the outbreak:
Who are you now:
Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak:
If so, why did you leave:
Did you serve in the military:
If so, what branch/rank/specialty:
Any known medical issues:
Any special needs:
Any special skills:
What would you enjoy doing if you had time to:
Your most traumatic moment:
Why are you still alive:
What are you seeking:

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Tatiana Newnan

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Lady's Locker Room -> Conference Room)
Skills: Psychology, Survival

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Looking down at her slippered feet, Tatiana placed her hands on her knees to keep them from shaking. It wasn't working well. She looked as if she was going to throw up from nerves and just wanted to go and hide in some dark corner away from everyone one else. When Daytona said it was time to go, she nearly shot up and out the door but had to keep herself from running right out the door back to the others. Biting her bottom lip she wrapped her arms around herself and shuffled her feet out the door of the locker room and down the hallway. Following Daytona as she lead them to Conference room.

Stepping inside, it seemed she was the first in the room. Well for the group anyways. Jack was no where in sight and that seemed to scare her. Looking around she found a couch to sit on, hoping that Jack would come and find her and sit down with her. Sitting down she looked around and waited for him to come in. If she spotted him she would wave frantically to get his attention but she wasn't making any noise. Not a word was coming out of her mouth.

It seemed that once everyone was in and sitting down the man and woman that had been in the room when she entered made their introductions. Tatiana kept watching them and looking around the room. Her knee bouncing a lot as she sat there. She didn't say anything until the doctor came over and handed her the paper and a pen. "Um, two..." she said as she pointed over to her son Jamie. The doctor smile and nodded, handing Tatiana a second paper to fill out for the baby.

Taking the paper she started reading over it slowly. She was still biting her bottom lip as she went over the questions and her hand shook as she wrote but she filled it out. One for her and one for Jamie. She would take Jamie from Jack once she was done so he could fill out his as well. She left her paper in view so Jack could see it but she didn't say anything.

Questionnaire - Tatiana

Questionnaire:
Name: Tatiana Newnan
Age: 30
Birth Date: 31st, October
Race: I don't like to run
Where were you born: CCCP
Where were you when the outbreak occurred: Vegas
Who were you before the outbreak: Ballerina
Who are you now: Mother
Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak: Da
If so, why did you leave: No leave, burned down.
Did you serve in the military: No
If so, what branch/rank/specialty: ~draws line through answer space~
Any known medical issues: No
Any special needs: No
Any special skills: No
What would you enjoy doing if you had time to: Play monopoly
Your most traumatic moment: Dead people
Why are you still alive: Son
What are you seeking: Life

Questionnaire - Jamie

Questionnaire:
Name: James Newnan (We call him Jamie)
Age: Hasn't had his first birthday
Birth Date: 17th, September
Race: He can only crawl
Where were you born: Um, I think we in Ga
Where were you when the outbreak occurred: ~draws a line through it~
Who were you before the outbreak: ~draws a line through it~
Who are you now: He is baby
Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak: This biggest group.
If so, why did you leave: ~draws line through it~
Did you serve in the military: ~draws line through it~
If so, what branch/rank/specialty: ~draws line through it~
Any known medical issues: He has cold
Any special needs: He is good
Any special skills: He is quiet
What would you enjoy doing if you had time to: He like mirrors
Your most traumatic moment: ~draws a line through it~
Why are you still alive: Family
What are you seeking: He need be able grow up

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Wayne Maldonado

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Men's Locker Room -> Conference Room)
Skills: N/A

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Wayne looked over at Hank trying not to bend over to pick up the soap and he fell out laughing as he took a seat on the bench. "Ain't no one want to bend your leathery ass over, just pick up the shit," he laughed as he shook his head. He took the man spread position, thankfully this robe fell between his legs and covered his junk. He rubbed his hands together and waited on the guys to be done but it seemed there was going to be some talking. That was fine. Wayne could talk, even as he swatted at something in the air and grumbled under his breath.

Looking at Ash he sat up straight and took a proud pose. "Yeah, the famous cocksuckers brigade. Command of the all-whore detachment." It was obvious he was joking and found himself to be the funniest fucker this side of the Mississippi, shit even if that river was still around. For all he knew it was as dry as his love life right then. Coughing at the end of his laugh he shook his head. "Nah, I was a cop. Once upon a time," he said before looking over at Atticus. I'd swaddle the baby Jesus for one of those," he said motioning towards the cigarette that the preacher was smoking.

As he handed one over and flicked his lighter, Wayne smiled. "Fuck yeah, yer okay, for a cloth man," he said before taking a deep puff. "Oh yeah, that's the ticket," he said letting out the smoke slowly. It was a good day. He had showed, he had shaved. All he needed to finish the holy trinity was to take a shit. Too bad his stomach was pretty much empty so that wasn't gonna happen right now. But hey they had talked about food so maybe he'd finish up this evening.

He looked over to Atticus again as the man let off a bible verse. "Ain't no fucking kidding," was all he said. Looked like it was time to go. He puffed down the cigarette faster than a fat kid eating a cupcake before snuffing it out in the ash tray next to Atticus and followed suit. "Underarms clean? Cunts braided?" he said with a chuckle as he walked out of the locker room. Seemed the girls were ahead of them.

Tilting his head he watched the girls walk until he was in the conference room. "Claimed!" he said as he spotted the recliners and rushed over. Plopping down and flipping the handle and pushing back. "I am in fucking love..." he said getting all comfortable with his feet up. Patting the chair next to his he gave a cheezy grin. "Yo, Jelly to my PB, she's got your name all over her," he laughed as he patted the chair and then got comfortable in his own again.

Now it was time to shut up. Still swatting in front of him and muttering something about shutting the hell up from time to time but he tried to listen. He didn't dislike needles but he didn't exactly like them either. Who the fuck did but if they wanted his blood for a meal he'd pony up. Especially if that meant he could get a cup of that coffee that Miss Mary was drinking. God damn did it smell good. Taking the paper Wayne sat up a little and read over it. He figured he could lie or just say fuck it. So Wayne did what Wayne did. He said fuck it.

Questionnaire - Wayne

Questionnaire:
Name: Wayne Maldonado
Age: 52
Birth Date: April 2nd
Race: Milano - no wait that's a cookie. I'm fucking weathered white.
Where were you born: Brooklyn
Where were you when the outbreak occurred: The Fucking Nut House
Who were you before the outbreak: A cop
Who are you now: Peanut Butter to the mother fucking jelly smeared in awesome sauce
Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak: Yeah, fucking Amish
If so, why did you leave: They ain't got no sense of humor
Did you serve in the military: BWHAHAHAHA, that's some funny shit. No.
If so, what branch/rank/specialty: I ain't no fucking tree.
Any known medical issues: Yeah, got another sheet of paper, this shit's gonna take a while.
Any special needs: Booze, pills, a recliner.
Any special skills: Fucking Jackie Chan with a scarf and I got an iron stomach that would make Shaggy and Scooby jealous.
What would you enjoy doing if you had time to: Get laid
Your most traumatic moment: To me or to someone else? Fuck, um, the time I curb stomped a drug dealing fuckwad for whoring out his 12 year old daughter was pretty traumatic to him, to me it was fucking nice.
Why are you still alive: As Queen Bee once said - I'm a fucking survivor.
What are you seeking: I just want to fucking drink, fish, and get laid. OR you want some higher purpose because I ain't got one.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Date: Monday May 23rd, 2017

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Road To Grimm: Will update when Cecily is updated. (Morose is delayed this week, no biggie, was planned for.)

Grimaldi Books: Adelaide smirked a bit as she looked over towards Robert. "Well if you find it so interesting you want a job? I could use a research assistant," she said. It half sounded like a joke but the look on her face was as serious as any she had given him. Seeing the woman walk in she shook her head. "No, so this can't be good," she said before she took a sip of her coffee. As she heard the introduction and the mention of Marc she felt a stone form in the pit of her stomach. "What happened?" she asked as she lowered her coffee.

"Listen, girl I hate to be the ones to have to tell ya this but Marc mentioned yous a lot and well, I'm heading to Grimm now from the airport and figured I would drop by to tell ya in person. Can't get a hold of his girl Ashley. Um... Marc died the other day in a barn fire..." she said in a remorseful voice.

Adelaide dropped the cup she was holding and it shattered against the hardwood, sending glass and hot coffee all over the floor. Slowly she reached out for something to stabilize her as she felt her knees start to buckle. Adelaide had grown up with Marc, they were as close as two people could be without being a couple. The only other person in the world closer to her was her husband Kai and Marc's girlfriend Ashley. Marc was the godfather to her twins. "Oh god..." she whispered as she started to sink.

Claire turned as she heard something shatter and she looked through the large window of the book store. "Boss, something ain't right," she said as she pointed towards the window. Adelaide was turning green and there was a shattered mug at her feet. The woman was starting to cry and looked like she had just been hit with a hammer. The woman that had just walked into the store was just standing there looking like she didn't know what to do about the situation.

Grimm, Indiana - Sheriff's Station: Grace smiled and returned the hug. "Good to see you girl and until today as slow as always. I swear, every time you come to town something exciting happens. I don't know if I should want you to visit more or less," she said but it was obvious she was just being playful in her words. Looking over at Priya she smiled and held her hand out to shake. "Nice to meet you. Any friend of Riley's is welcome here in Grimm."

Looking around. "He was just here, must be back in his office, you know the way, go on back. Said he was expecting you. You need anything, just give me a holler," she said with a grin. The phone rang and she shrugged a bit. "Wonder what happened now or if it is just Miss Sally bitching about that dog being in her yard again," she said with a chuckle as she went back behind the counter and picked up the phone. "Grimm Sheriff's Department, Grace speaking, what is your emergency?" she asked as she answered.

Tim's office was down the hall a couple of doors and on the right, it was clearly marked. Tim was at his desk looking over papers that were stacked in front of him. There wasn't a lot there, as the town was never really busy with crime. It never had been save for the whole thing that went down at what was sarcastically referred to as Murder High. The intercom went off on his desk. "Tim, you got a call from the coroner transport at Ohara," she said and Tim gawked looking at it.

"Got it," he said before picking up the phone. "Yeah. You're kidding me. Who's bringing it in? Alright, have you contacted, oh right. I will handle that, no it's okay. Yes, someone will be there to sign for the body. No, thank you. Yes, thank you," he said into the phone before hanging up and rubbing his face out of frustration. "Who the fuck next is going to drop dead?" he muttered to himself.

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

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Deeper Than The Sands

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Date: October 5th, 1924

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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.

Check the maps to make sure you are placing your location as the correct one.

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.

All Aboard: Bella sat there, nearly as stone motionless as a statue. "Please to make your acquaintance." Whether it truly was or not was anyone's guess. The woman's voice and expression neither lent to welcoming nor to disheartening. Just pure neutrality. Her eyes glanced towards the circus that was going on at the railing of the deck as people were looking down to see what all was happening, though they were starting to clear by this time. "Oh, should I be curious? I was unaware that it required my attention. Well I suppose now that is has been brought to my attention I still have no desire to watch. It appears there are far enough to deal with the situation and more than enough to be in the way. Your question though begs one of my own. Why are you not interested in, what did you call it, the drownie? Does seem you know more about it than I cared to, take it that it is no one of consequence to you personally."

Vera looked over to Lauren as she came down and smiled lightly in her direction as she stood up, nearly falling back down but George steadied her and helped her keep the tarp around her for now. "Oh yes, perfectly fine. I would have to say it was because of two left feet and a rather boisterous corporal startling me that cause the mishap but it seems all is well that ends well," she said and shrugged. She knew it was her own fault she fell but she didn't have any doubt in her mind that if the corporal hadn't made her jump as much as she had she might have been able to keep from at least falling overboard.

J.C. chuckled a bit and shrugged. "Ain't no thing. I like the water, well at least better than cats do," he said laughing and giving George a bit of a look. "Just glad everyone's alright. Never know when shit can go bad." As the Lord Major and Gene came into view J.C. looked over to them and waved. "Well hello there, if yer looking for two wetties, there over here," he called out.

"Just would like to get out of these wet clothes," Vera said to Nora with a smile as she stepped over to her. "It is blistering chilly right now," she said before sneezing lightly as she buried her head into hand. She sounded like a little church mouse when she sneeze and George smiled slightly as he stood there.

"Mmm, yes, you need mmm to get dry," George said.

"Well not to butt in but might be a good idea to get the kids above deck and out of this musty cargo area," J.C. suggested. George could be seen rolling the single eye that was visible.

(Too speed things up you may move up to 2 decks per round until the characters all turn in for the night. Hopefully we can get this wrapped up quickly so we can move on.)

💟 An RPG Valentine 💟

@Hillan Nothing wrong with the length of the list. Short or long, all that matters is having a few to count on. ^^

💟 An RPG Valentine 💟

@Fabricant451 Ahh, such wisdom from the hobbits. "If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."

💟 An RPG Valentine 💟

An RPG Valentine

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Valentine's Day... It is a love/hate thing for so many. We want to feel loved but maybe we don't feel we are. Sometimes we are too scared to put ourselves out there, sometimes we are too afraid too accept the love we get. Sometimes we are just too cynical and scorned to believe that even the love we see is real. Life sucks a lot of the time and these feelings are understandable. And this is every day. Then Valentine's Day rolls around and it is like all that just becomes focused and intensified ten fold.

So this is my Valentine to RPG. To this little site that let's us come together and create whatever we wish. To every member, even you trolls. You are loved. Without all of you we wouldn't be the community we are. We wouldn't have the fun we have. We wouldn't have the friends we have made or the shoulders to lean on when the outside world didn't understand. Happy Valentine's Day to each of you. You are so very treasured.

Those that want to jump in on this, please do! Leave a little love for those that are most dear to you. Love isn't always about romance. It is about friendship and family. It's about the smiles and laughs and even the tears. It's about how we learn and grow. So while I know some troll is probably going to drop by and put something cynical here, don't let that dissuade you. Don't be afraid. Let those that mean so much to you know it and while you are a it, love yourself as well. I'll start by giving some love to my main peeps. (And yeah I'm a day early starting this but hey, love doesn't need a day. It should be everyday.)

My Valentine's Day Peeps

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๑۩↛You Are Loved↚۩๑

• ☼ @Sigil ☼
  • Because of your twisted sense of humor and being my main support no matter what.
• ☼ @Morose ☼
  • Because of your compassion, understanding, and willingness to always be a shoulder to lean on.
• ☼ @Dragoknighte ☼
  • Because you never falter in our friendship or knowing when I need a cute cheetah pic.
• ☼ @FantasyChic ☼
  • Because of your sass and smart ass that always makes me laugh.
• ☼ @Nallore ☼
  • Because of your joy and the brightness you bring to us everyday.
• ☼ @Rivaan ☼
  • Because of the patience you've brought and the tackles you've given.
• ☼ @ONL ☼
  • Because of your willingness to try new things and give it your all.
• ☼ @mnkee ☼
  • Because of your want to be better and the growth you have made.
• ☼ @Romero ☼
  • Because of the breath of fresh air you have brought with you along with your understanding.
• ☼ @The Grey Dust ☼
  • Because of the way you make others stop and think.
• ☼ @BlueSky44 ☼
  • Because of your dedication and the calm you bring by just being there.
• ☼ @Natsu ☼
  • Because of the way you embrace the insanity running all around you and roll with it.
• ☼ @Remipa Awesome ☼
  • Because of the way took everything thrown at you and grew because of it.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

ℂlosed 𝔻oors

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Behind every closed door there is a secret. Okay, maybe not but hell if you know right now. The majority of the group is making their way to the Ballroom. It seems that the Lord of the Manor wants to speak to everyone. But where is everyone else? Wasn't there mention that the other guests should be arriving by now? I am sure there was but yet, no one else has walked through that door and Jasper is seeming much more tolerant of those that are there now. Nodding slightly to them as they come into the Grand Vestibule and motioning for them to continue on their way. "Do not fret. I will check on them shortly. Please, just go straight through two sets of doors and you will find the Ballroom," he said before the music became a bit more noticeable, yet only slightly. A simple piano tune wafting in from the back of the house.

The four unmasked men were making their way from the Starry Salon, which one could see from the front of the house. Opening both doors to the Ballroom wide and leaving them that way as they stepped through. The balcony was above them, so they did not know Peter was above watching Amaranthine and Creme over at the piano. They looked around slowly to the room before one of them, the blonde, looked over and spotted to the two women sitting there alone. There was a smirk playing on his lips as she played. "Yes, this will do nicely," he said more to himself than to those he was standing with, yet with the music playing, one wouldn't hear him unless they were standing right next to him anyways.

Over in the Billard's room, it seemed that it was time for Mauve to finally come to. Dreams can only be dreams for so long. Where she had felt dizzy was different than where she was now. Now she was laid down on one of the sofa's. That was a change in position. Another change was the woman in the room. She was no longer in the chair across the room but over by the door. "Blasted bird is going to cause a mess," she muttered. Seemed the bird that had been with Plum was fluttering around, up and down the Joyous corridor and the woman was not pleased about it. Thing was, there was one more thing different about the billards room - Cobalt was no longer in there. (Cobalt and Blush will receive updates from me via pm)