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What’s my special skill, you ask? Sinking ships by having my character have an incompatible sexuality
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I GOT AN A IN INTENSIVE ORGANIC CHEMISTRY!!!!!!
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2 mos ago
No posts today I’m afraid - performing in New York City!
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Perks of my job? I get to play with liquid nitrogen for hours.
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Name: Morose
Aliases: Mini Me, Major Rockstar, Mor, Wisteria22, Holmes, AliceAdler42, the Tea Thief
Age: 19
Birthday: May 15
Ethnicity: British-American
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Chemistry/French
Occupation: Lab Assistant/Student
Languages: English (fluent), French (near fluent)
Current Bio Theme: Selesia Upitiria
Previous Bio Themes: James March; Tony Stark; Olivia Moore; Harley Quinn
Years Rping: 6
Preferred Rp Section: Casual
Rp Level: Moderate - Low Advanced
Dedication Level: High
Biggest Rp Pet Peeve: Spelling and grammar errors - though I make a fair amount myself
Teach New Rpers Or Coach New GM's: Yes - though I am still learning ^^



When I joined the guild, I didn't expect to have any close relationships with my fellow roleplayers. I figured that we'd maybe have one or two roleplays together, have a general awareness of someone else's username, and that would be that. Instead, I ended up finding myself with a close knit circle of friends. There'll all deserving of a shout out, so here goes nothing!

@BlueSky44: The Watson to my Holmes, we've been friends for ages. Like any pair of friends, we've had our ups and downs but at the end of the day, we're there for each other. Thank you for supporting me in all of these crazy endeavors, as well as introducing me properly to comics. I can't wait to see what horrible nonsense we get up to each day.

@Nallore: I still remember thinking of you as "the weird chick who likes to grope people!" Oh, Nally, you have to be one of the strangest people the guild has to offer, but you're also one of the kindest. (Except for when you're throwing limbs at everyone...Wonder if you'll ever run out of ones to chuck?) I won't lie, I was a bit nervous about taking on a new Co-GM, but you've been amazing. Thank you so much for helping me try my hand at different story lines, especially the ones that don't make much sense.

@FantasyChic: I considered writing this in pink just for you. We weren't always friends, but I've seen you around for ages. Remember the good old days of superhero roleplays? Yeah. We go back. You're incredibly spunky and I'm glad that I've gotten to know you. Your characters are becoming my favorites lately and I cannot wait to read what you come up with next.

@Charnobylisk: It's been ages since I've gotten to chat with Char and I cannot wait to see her on the site again. We came up with conspiracy theories together about Lady A's various roleplays, as well as the crack ship Édlana. She's never failed to put a smile on my face.

@Lady Amalthea: There aren't very many people who can GM simultaneously six or seven roleplays and make it look almost effortless. Lady A brings amazing dedication to each thing she does and while she's a hardass, that doesn't have to be a bad thing. She's my favorite GM on the site, as her roleplays are always thrilling and they last for over a year. There's never a dull moment with Lady A.

@mnkee: Ships Ahoy! If there's anyone who ships more than me, it's got to be mnkee. Shipping tendencies aside, she's a phenomenal writer and (in my opinion) needs to give herself more credit. She's incredibly creative, as well as brilliant at writing evocatively. You cannot help but feel for her characters and their motivations always come through.

Rp's Currently Gming:
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Other Places Of Interest:
Upcoming Works:
  • The Seven Deadly Sins - A spiritual sequel to the Horrors of Coventry and Abandoned Hope, residents in Boston's Cromwell House find themselves being hunted by a succession of serial killers, each more harrowing than the last...
  • Darke Magyk - In a world filled to the brim with Magyk, there are as many foes as there are allies. The Queen has died and a Witch Princess may very well be crowned, as Darkenesse looms over the Castle...
  • First Judgment - Young gods and goddesses are sent to Aesir Academy in the ruins of Altsoba, in which they must successfully get away with murder if they wish to escape...
  • Sword Art Online: the Last Chapter - Individuals trapped in the popular game Sword Art Online are nearing the end, but with rising tensions and the ever prominent specter of death, not everyone will be able to escape with their lives...


Behold, my collection of ships. Some of these sailed. Some of these never had a chance. Others are serious, some cute, and some are plain old crack ships.

  • Jati:
    • Jack Hudson and Tatiana Korvo
    • The Sweetheart Ship
    • RPed with @Lady Amalthea in the Walking Dead
    • Perhaps the most romantic ship, it's also one of the most difficult ones for me to write for. Slipping into the utter kindness and empathy of Jati, the two of them holding on fiercely no matter the odds, can be a bit of a challenge. They're pure and sweet, a definite contrast to the easy grittiness found in the apocalypse. Of course, with Tatiana missing and carrying their unborn child, things aren't looking too great for them.... <.>
  • Scallum:
    • Scarleth Pevensey and Callum Bowman
    • The Hateful Ship
    • RPed with @Heat in Freedom in the Stars: Deathbound
    • This ship never got much of a chance to sail, beyond speculation in the chat. Scallum ended up becoming a synonym for hateful relationships, due to the incredibly angry and violent natures of these two individuals. Both of them hardened criminals, they were a perfect, angry match for each other. Had the roleplay lasted longer, perhaps Scallum could have been more than just an idea.
  • Ricily:
    • Cecily Ashworth and Riley Ridgeway
    • The Awkward Ship
    • RPed with @Nallore in Darker Than Black
    • Perhaps one of my favorite ships, it's also one of the saddest ones. It also may potentially not even exist. Cecily and Riley work extremely well together, but the thing is, Cecily's asexual. The two of them are awkwardly fumbling around each other, hesitant and uncertain. Does Cecily like romance? Time will tell, but for now, this ship seems doomed to sink.
  • Trarx:
    • Tryke Lockley and Marx Rouen
    • The Ship That Never Was
    • RPed with @Lady Amalthea in The Walking Dead and Alteian Nexus
    • Aggghhh! Of all the ships that never sailed, the Arm Ship has to come to mind. They started off as a joke in the Altenian Nexus, one that never got to be seen through due to the RP ending. And when given a chance to meet each other again in the Walking Dead, LLA reared her head and took both of them hardly a moment later. Maybe third time's a charm?
  • Sutiam:
    • Sutton Smith and Liam Matthews
    • The Ghost Ship
    • RPed with @Pundii in Abandoned Hope
    • Ah, this ship will always have a special place in my heart! Sutton died before anything could come of it, but both Pundii and I had been shipping them without saying a word to the other. They both wanted to travel and to see the world. It's incredibly sad that they never got the chance to explore their passion together, or to even properly know the other person.
  • Quickette
    • Starkette and Quicksilver
    • The Chaotic Ship
    • RPed with @BlueSky44 in X-Men: Darkness Rising
    • Guin and Pietro are an interesting pairing, to say the very least. Both of them have uncertain motivations driving their actions, as well as the tall shadow of an infamous father. They both adore 80's music and outdated tech, but they haven't had a lot of time in game to connect with each other on an emotional level. It's entirely likely this ship will fizzle out but...we'll just have to wait and see what happens.


The Abandoned Hope universe technically began with the RP that it got its name from-- Abandoned Hope. This apocalypse RP, which I GMed with @BlueSky44, incorporated a lot of lore from various shows and books that we liked. At first, we thought that was the biggest connection it would have. It has now expanded into a fully blown universe, with multiple GM's running connected RP, and an established continuity throughout the timeline.

A Guide to the Lore of the Abandoned Hope Universe
Abandoned Hope Universe Timeline
Strange New Waters: A supernatural-pirate RP, examining the origin of deviances and set in April 1719
The Wolves of Red Lake - A small town werewolf RP, set in 2008
The Alucard Institute for Peculiar Youth: A prequel to the events of Abandoned Hope, set in May 2016.
Abandoned Hope: An apocalypse RP, set in June 2016
The Horrors of Coventry: A supernatural mystery RP, set in December 2016.
X-Men: Darkness Rising: A superhero RP, set in January 2019


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@FantasyChic If Witch doesn’t édit before you post, then we’ll just assume Daniyal ignored Seraphina


Scott Rydzynski

Location: Jade's Place - Seattle, Washington
Interacting With: Jade Cornish


Scott awoke to the garbled noise of the radio, just slightly out of tune for the station. Moving his hand around in the dark, he tried slamming his hand against it to turn it off. Instead, he seemed to have only increased the volume. The woman next to him in bed was proving to be no help, as the private investigator was out like a light. Scott chuckled slightly, reminiscing on some of the adult activities they had participated in the night before. His smile faded when his dream came back to him vividly. He had seen some shit in his career, both as a merc for hire and as a Green Beret, but the images from his dream sent a shiver down his spine.

"If you're getting up, make me some coffee," Jade requested, turning over. "Irish - so Irish you think it's St. Patty's day."

"Alright, princess," Scott teased, but his heart wasn't in it. There was no question of him sharing his dream with her - it was a one night stand, nothing more. He had met her at some bar the night before, the two of them swapping stories about the shit they'd seen - all of the death and pain they'd witnessed. And of course, they'd been drunk. He was hardly surprised to find himself in an unfamiliar apartment. It wasn't too rare for him to wake up with a woman next to him - but never the same person twice.

"Fuck you," Jade grumbled. "You bloody Americans are all the same."

Scott rolled his eyes, locating his clothing on the floor. Quickly getting dressed, he let himself out of the bedroom and went towards the kitchen. A few bottles of booze were sitting on the counter and he raised a bit of an eyebrow. Irish coffee must have been a favorite of Jade's. It'd explain her alcoholism. Getting the coffee pot ready, he glanced at the television set displayed poorly in the living room. It had been left onto the news and Scott's eyes widened, recognizing the face of the woman he had seen die in his dream.

"Son of a bitch..." Scott grumbled. He wasn't a hero, not by any means. But apparently, it wasn't just things he could move with his mind - he was a goddamn prophet or something similar. He slammed his fist against the counter in rage. He didn't sign up for this. He didn't ask for this power - as neat and useful as it tended to be. Shoving his hands into his pockets, Scott quickly left Jade's seventh story apartment and made a beeline for the staircase, without even leaving a note. He needed to find out more about that murder and he knew just the person to talk to - someone who just so happened to owe him an apology and a favor. He'd be collecting both.


9


Location: Lab Facility


Nine opened her eyes, snapping into consciousness all at once. It wasn't pleasant like waking up from sleep - it was as if she had been born moments ago, yet entirely different. She blinked rapidly taking in her surroundings - they were in some sort of facility. She was inside a pod - one of thirteen. Looking down, she spotted a number tattooed onto her arm - 9. That was her identity then or at least the closest thing she had to it. She couldn't remember anything about who she was or how she got there.

She turned her head quickly towards the sound of footsteps, before she said a word. Her mind had already put together one reason why they were in stasis pods in what seemed to be a laboratory, with numbers tattooed onto their skin. She didn't like the prospect, but until other evidence presented itself, she decided to roll with the theory. Taking in the group, she noted the weapons they carried, as well as their uniforms. Private military? Or government? She couldn't tell, since Nine didn't know what to expect in either scenario. But regardless, Nine was determined not to trust them.

Nine took a step out of her pod slowly, holding her hands up. She heard a blonde whisper softly not to do anything reckless. Enough people were talking to the guards, trying to get information out of them. For some reason, Nine had a feeling that she'd be good at sizing all of the guards up. She studied them, trying to get a headcount as well as weapon count. And as soon as she had a chance to get a gun from one of them, she'd take it. She didn't care who they were - already, she had slipped into a mentality of us vs them.
@Witch Cat: Day 7...
@FantasyChic: Day 5
@FantasyChic: Day 5!
@LadyRunic If Lizzie dies, I can always replace her with Max
I'll get my post up later today


Guinevere Stark

Location: Brotherhood Headquarters - First Sublevel - New York, New York
{"They told me I couldn't so I did."}


Guin came to on the floor, looking up at a burly guard. She glanced up to where the father was ranting and then looked back to the guard, before nodding. "Yeah, phone call sounds great right now chief," she said quickly. She sprung to her feet, noting the pounding feeling in her head. She was woozy for sure and felt a bit out of sync with the rest of the world. And while it may have seemed odd to agree to an imaginary phone call, at least it wasn't an imaginary Tony yelling at her for something she didn't remember doing.

She followed the guard away from the visiting room, flipping her father the bird as she walked off. Illusion or not, he had been an asshole and deserved that special salute. The guard stopped next to the phone, motioning for Guin to use it at her will. Picking up the phone, she paused for a moment. She grew up in the age of iPhones - of just dialing a contact. No one actually knew anyone's phone number anymore these days. There were only a couple that she had committed to memory.

"You wouldn't happen to have a phone book, would you?" Guin asked. The guard stared at her blankly. "Right..." She shifted her weight on her heels, recalling to mind the various phone numbers she knew. Her father's was the first that came to mind - but for obvious reasons, she dismissed that thought. She had a vague idea of what Happy's line was, but there was a chance that the middle three numbers were reversed. She couldn't think of them clearly. And then the last one she remembered was Pietro's - he had written it on her hand in marker. When she went to bed, she slept with her face on her hand and the next morning, the ink had rubbed onto her face and his number was there. It was hard to forget after that.

Dialing in the number, Guin listened to the line ring...and then someone picked up.

"Pietro?"

Lizzie Roswell

Location: Brotherhood Headquarters - First Floor Hallway - New York, New York
{"All villains think of themselves as heroes. And all heroes? Well, they're no different than the villains."}
Active Illusions: None


Lizzie knew she was in bad shape, thanks to her medical training. With the gashes on her chest, they'd leave a scar - if she was lucky enough to survive. The wolf on top of her prevented her from putting pressure on the wounds and Othello wasn't there to quickly get her away from the situation. The wolf must have had some regenerative abilities or telepathic protections. Wonderland couldn't understand why her ability hadn't kicked in already and left the wolf deranged, allowing her to get to safety.

This could be the end, if she didn't get the wolf off of her. Lizzie focused all of her energy into creating an illusion for Ayita, one where she had suddenly appeared across the hall. But she had lost too much blood. She couldn't convince the wolf's mind of her illusion. Abandoning that tactic, Lizzie tried to put all of her energy into just throwing the wolf off of her, but she couldn't manage it. "CHESHIRE! NOW!" Lizzie screamed. The pain was clear in her voice and she was trapped underneath a wolf. Adder didn't seem to have even noticed, too busy with Quicksilver to see that his partner was outmatched by the wolf.

"You're just like me," Lizzie said to the wolf. It might kill her any second. She coughed, a bit of blood coming up. "Except you're fighting for those that will hunt you and kill you like a dog. You'll die in a cage, being experimented on. Is that what you want? A life of subjugation and fear?" She laughed weakly. Hopefully Cheshire would come - or maybe Adder would notice that something was desperately wrong.

Come on, Wonderland...Kick in already...
@BlueSky44: Day 5!
@Witch Cat: Day 6!

@Peridot@RoccanIronclad: Since you two are joining the RP, your initial counter is based on my last update. So currently, your counter is at day 1. You just need to get a post in before your counter hits day 8. Once you post, your counter will then be based off of your last post. If you ever need an extension, let me know by day 5.
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