MarshiestMallow

Beyond the Storms

would you mind letting me get mine out? Just cause its nearly done@Monster

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

I thiink i just hve two more opeople to messge. nd then...gottaa update my sheets

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Crimson Raven
I'll wait for you for....another day or so...but it depends XD

A Game of Love

@Kyrisse
ME TOO DON'T YOU DARE CLOSE IT

Beyond the Storms

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i'm working on a post right now

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Ceriwdyn

Location: Talon HQ, LA
Interacting with: Peacere @Kaithas, Sampson, @tominas and Sombra, @MiddleEarthRoze

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Music blared from the living room, the music to Fight Song echoing through the facility, and the sound of laughter could be heard, as Ceridwyn danced, twirled and just generally bounced around, the energetic young girl converting, for a brief moment, the living room into a dance floor, her own lightning sparks echoing off her in her happiness, the young girl dressed in what was obviously her sleep wear, pajamas with dogs on them, her hair sticking up-but then it often was anyway. She danced happily over the place, without a care in the world. She giggled to herself, and jumped off the couch when the song ended, trotting off happily as if she hadn’t just danced her heart out, skipping back to her room, throwing off her pjs ,she rounded up a rainbow coloured dress, slipping on boots, not caring if they didn’t go with the dress, as she pulled her hair back with a bright yellow headband, her clothes no doubt clashing, but that wasn’t something Ceri cared about.

She burst out of her room, the smell of food intoxicating, as she followed it to Sombra, Sampson and Paecere ”Mo-o-o-orning” She said in a sing song voice, contemplating stealing a bit of food from Sombra’s plate, but deciding that it wasn’t worth it Asides from the fact it was often laced with chilli and spices, Ceri knew it wasn’t worth Sombra’s wrath. She smiled at the hacker, a smile full of innocence, despite the slightly haunted look in her eyes, dancing around her a moment before she dashed off to get her own food, hungry now. And her stomach just wouldn’t wait. She happily retrieved some eggs, piling them up on her plate she smothered them in BBQ sauce, grabbing a fork, she happily skipped back towards the others, managing to not spill anything, piling a large amount of egg into her mouth, she happily waved at the others again, chewing furiously.

She swallowed, and smiled brightly, ”Hi hi hi” She said cheerfully, ”The eggs are goooood” her sing song voice was filled with happiness and she shoveled another forkful of egg into her mouth. She chewed happily and swallowed again, balancing the plate in one hand, she waved the fork around, and said ”How is everyone this fine morning?” The small young woman looked to them all, bouncing slightly on the spot, never seeming to be able to stay still, even despite the fact she had a plate of eggs.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

I'll do so shortly then.

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working on Ceri now!

▲ OVERWATCH: A New Era. ▼ (Overwatch Roleplay)

Phoebe

Location: Overwatch Base, Fawks Washinton, kitchen
Interacting with: Injured wolf pup, Remus the wolf dog and and anyone in the kitchen

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Phoebe was asleep on her desk, leaning against the desk, her chair slightly rolled bacl, she was in a little danger of fallen, but that didn’t seem to bother her. Her hair was pulled back in a braid, a few loose strands falling over her face and desk. The gray wolf pup, that she had found abandoned-or more then likely orphaned-and hurt, stirred in the crate she had her in, for her own protection, so that the pup wouldn’t go wandering and hurt her leg even more then it was. Phoebe suspected that the wolf-pup had been hit by a car, and was grateful she had survived. Phoebe had done surgery to reset the pups leg, and spent the night making sure that she was alright, for the moment she had called her Orana, for the simple fact she didn’t like thinking of animals. They deserved to be treated right.

As the pup made little barking sounds, Phoebe stirred, reaching up to brush hair out of her eyes, and to rub them, giving a soft sigh, the young woman had pressure lines on her face from where she’d been leaning, not seeming to notice them as she rose smoothly, pushing her chair back in before she went to check on Orana, lifting the wolf-pup out of the crate carefully, she took her over to the examining table, checking over the pups leg, pleased to see that the swelling had gone down, and that Orana pulled it back when she gently touched it. ”Well, little one, you’re doing well, but I’ll keep you here until I can take the stitches out, Make sure that nothing is wrong….and see if we can find your mothe” She patted the pup, knowing that more then likely she wouldn’t be able to release Orana back into the wild until she was old enough to look after herself.

Setting Orana down, she gently settled a harness around the pups middle, not wanting her to run into any of the other animals in the base and wanting to keep her eye on the pup. Gently leading Orana out, she intended to go to the kitchen and make a meal for Orana that would help with the healing, and figured she ought to also tell Angela she had, for the time being, rescued the pup. Hearing the voices, Phoebe knelt and lifted Orana into her arms, the pup was quite heavy, but bearable for some time. She gently squeezed passed Fareeha, giving her a nod and a quick breezy Good morning everyone”, and moving onto the feed room, seeing Remus there, she set Orana down, watching the wolf dog curiously before she gathered some things, putting some food together for Orana, and then returning to the kitchen.

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Jamison

Location: Junker Town, Australia
Interacting with: Raelene@vicier

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Jamison, never one to sit still, had quite despised the almost twenty hour flight all together, something he would rarely suffer for, except for his family. For his cousin, Raelene. He was her guardian, poor one that he was, and needed to check up on her from time to time. Particularly when Mako had told him Raelene wanted to come to overwatch. So, trunk empty of all bombs, pockets empty of everything that could be considered deadly. He felt naked without it all. But he’d promised Angela he wouldn’t get into trouble, and having bombs on a plane sure did spell trouble. Making it through security however was fun-his arm certainly caused concern between guards, and Jamison chuckled, happily sitting through it for the simple fact it puzzled the suits. Eventually making it out of the airport, Jamison blinked blearily about him, chuckling to himself.

He eventually found transportation, very reluctant to not not steal one. But that would cause trouble. And Angela could be frightening. Besides, he wanted to spend time with Raelene. Not in some cell. Although that would be fun as well. As he drove, and boy, was that fun, Jamison let his thoughts roam. He was itching to get his hands on some explosives, and as soon as he was out of the city, Jamison began to speed, traveling wildly without, it seemed, a care in the world. Traveling to Junker town, Jamison couldn’t help the happy feeling of home, even if things hadn’t always been good there. Mako was there, and so was Raelene, his little Rae Rae. He might only be a handful of years older than her, but they were family, and Family was important. They were all, the three of them, the only ones they had. Jamison would do anything for Mako and Raelene. Anything.

As Junker town appeared, that spark of excitement grew and Jamison slowed, studying it a moment. The town was, as it had been the last time he saw it, a scattering of dwellings that rose in the air, on what was the ruins of a previous community, built up from the ground after the war. Scavenging was common-you could often find pieces from omnics, and Jamison had scavenging the materials for his own bombs, for his own arm, and Raelene’s. He’d helped give her a place, and despite the cut-throat society,. Jamison knew that Raelene was safe, especially with Mako there. He was at times troubled, wondering if he should be the one to stay with Raelene, but Mako had proved to be an efficient bodyguard, and Jamison knew she was safer than...well, them at the overwatch base in Mako’s care. Still, he was her guardian...and even if she was of age, at least according to Aussie standards, Jamison would also be her guardian. They were all they had.

Parking the car out the front of the house, Jamison set the alarm, although he knew that that wouldn’t stop the junkers for long, he’d set some traps about later, he turned to the house, one of the better ones-Jamison had been a fine scavenger, he drew in a breath and let it out in a shout ”Rae Rae! I’m home!”