Morose

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

I've already got a funeral planned out and ready, graves are dug and waiting....

The Office

@Morose 6 more days till Alastair's b-day then xD

@sakurasan

Maybe we need to get a party planning committee then :P

The Office

@QueenOfTheBee Yep! Forgot to add this in, but the current date is Monday, August 1st, 2016.

The Office

@Sovi3t Outdoor lot. For ease of creation, assume New Castle is pretty much identical to the Scranton branch in each and every way.

Freedom In The Stars: Deathbound [A Suicide Squad inspired sci-fi adventure] (Closed down)

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Scarleth "Ruby Red" Pevensey

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Scarleth smirked, a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she saw Callum begin to succumb to brutal murder. That was the Pirate King she had sworn loyalty to, the one that she spent arguably the prime of her life working for. She tore her gaze away, instead continuing to move forward and onward, staying close to Mr. White. His suit was anything but, covered in blood from countless criminals.

"You might want to get that dry cleaned," Scarleth suggested quietly, having silently moved right behind Mr. White. "Blood stains are awfully hard to get out of nice clothes..." She glanced up, smiling cutely. A darkness in her eyes suggested that the famed Ruby Red knew that all too well. It had been part of how she got her name, the spilling of blood on things meant for beauty and luxury.

She arched an eyebrow as Mr. White fled onto his own ship, before boarding the Gladius without looking even fazed about the events that just occurred. Death came as naturally to Scarleth as breathing did to others. She was born into death and destruction and chaos--she was raised in it. Callum had already dashed off to the controls and turned the ship on, and while others may have been curious about who to declare captain, Scarleth had other ideas.

"What are the coordinates?" Scarleth asked, her voice as soft as a knife. "It wouldn't be unheard of to get a feel for our mission before we arrive."

♦ Through The Pages ♦ (Fairytale Roleplay)

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Aravis Tarkheena

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Location: Seattle, Earth
Interacting With: Lucy @McHaggis

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Arava nodded, delicately stepping inside of the cramped apartment. It wasn't that she was afraid of mess--it was more the fact that the dress she wore was on loan. It belonged to another person who worked at Medieval Life, but since she had gone into labor just a few days ago, she wouldn't be working any time soon. Glancing around, Arava grinned at the assortment of pictures and paint covering the small area. Eyeing the packed suitcase, she didn't need Lucy to inform her of the impending trip.

"Sure," Arava shrugged, smirking. She knew that Lucy hadn't expected her to come with, but to be honest, Arava had a feeling something tragic would occur if she didn't accompany Lucy. The girl was too precious for this world, constantly living in another one... Though, Arava wasn't one to judge on that account. "I'll need to borrow clothes, unless there's time to stop by my place," Arava commented, glancing at her friend. She could probably fit in Lucy's clothing.

Glancing at the mischief Lucy's cats had gotten up to, Arava chuckled. "Sometimes, I think they're just as much an artist as you are..." she mused. "Is there any particular reason we're going to Nevada?"

The Office

@The Whacko @Nevix @Fabricant451 @AbysmalDemon @lovely complex @Viciousmarrow @samreaper @Sovi3t @PhunkyPhoebe @Ghost Butt @sakurasan @QueenOfTheBee

And we are off! Remember, if your character hasn't been cleared to post yet, be working on those relations sheets. Tag me here to let me know once you've finished them.

Also, you can use any style of writing you want for talking with the cameras. I chose to do a style that'd read almost like a script, mostly because I felt it was truer to those scenes in the office we all love. Just make it clear what's interacting with people and what's talking with the camera, however you do your formatting. Please pick questions for the cameras to ask you -- it can be anything!

Interaction tags will be optional for this RP. Since everyone is in the office, they might become a bit tedious...Location tags should just give a general idea of what part of the office you're in.

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Aidan Ferguson

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Location: His Office; Dunder Mifflin --> Main Office Area; Dunder Mifflin

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"So...This is a...What did you call it again? Yeah, yeah, a living documentary. Isn't that just what you lot call reality TV...? Really? It seems like the same bloody thing to me, gents." Aidan Ferguson, Regional Manager of Dunder Mifflin New Castle, shrugged at the camera, rolling his eyes a bit as he did so. His suit, crafted from Italian silk, appeared to be impeccable. The camera shifted its focus from Aidan's face, subtly zooming in on a glass of scotch sitting in front of him at the table. Noticing the new angle, Aidan chuckled a bit.

"I need something to keep myself going," Aidan explained, lifting up the glass and taking a swig. "These poor bastards, they act like I'm Mum and they've cut their bloody arms off!"

Shaking his head a bit, Aidan glanced up, looking directly into the camera once more. "Why did I come to Dunder Mifflin? Well...It's simple, really. I like winning," Aidan replied, a smirk playing on his lips. "Sure, Scranton kicks our arses in sales, but otherwise, New Castle is a castle in its own rights. We're like warriors, pillaging and raping and murdering and closing deals...Rather heroic and dashing, if you ask me."

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Aidan waltzed out of his office, taking a moment to observe his minions, away at work. There was Rose, shy and cheerful, dutifully answering the phones. Glancing at a pad of paper on her desk, Aidan frowned, recalling her less than desirable background. Shifting his gaze, his lip curled. The bane of his existence, Chris Meyer, hadn't shown up yet for work. As much as he despised Chris, he hated lateness even more.

"Where's Meyer?" Aidan asked, walking towards the center of the room. He wouldn't have been surprised if the bastard had hid himself underneath a table, sitting with a pie, ready to throw it towards Aidan. Seeing him nowhere, Aidan sighed, shaking his head morosely. "Fischer, dock his pay again--he's all all bum and parsley."

A glance at the clock revealed that it was 9:00 AM. They were due to have a meeting on the infiltration into their personal lives, as Aidan doubted anyone bothered to read the memos. He could hardly understand the appeal himself, making a TV show style documentary, with each episode and each season focusing on a different aspect of the monotonous life of paper salesmen. Perhaps Gwen would understand--he made a note to ask the lass later.

"Meeting, conference room, five minutes," Aidan announced. He paused, looking at each of his workers in turn. "Heid doon arse up!"

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Gwen Westbrook

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Location: Her Desk (9), Main Office Area; Dunder Mifflin

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Gwen brushed a bit of her hair behind her shoulder, nodding a bit. "So...what's this for again?" she asked, fidgeting in the chair. She paused, comprehension washing over her face. "Ah, okay. Yeah, I guess this place is okay...I mean, they never give me enough work to do, so I'm constantly bored...I read a lot of books in my spare time." She smiled awkwardly, but continued to face the camera dead on. As awkward as her mannerisms indicated her to be, she didn't ever look away. She faced it straight on.

"I want to be a homicide detective," Gwen explained, answering the camera crew's question. "So this place doesn't really help but...Well, if anyone is killed via paper jam, I'll be able to solve the case with my eyes closed."

An honest smile played on her face, and she nodded again. "I wouldn't call it stalking just...I like to observe the other people here...without them knowing I'm following them...Is that bad?"

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Already nine o'clock, and Gwen had finished her work for the day. For some absurd reason, no one ever gave her anything challenging to do. Sometimes Rose would have her help make copies, but distributing the morning memos and checking in with the heads of each department hardly took any time. The worst part was that she couldn't just leave. They paid her by the hour.

Cracking open a copy of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, Gwen prepared herself for today's binge reading session. Her desk had a stack of five lengthy volumes ready to be opened, as she knew that the play wouldn't be able to keep her occupied past lunch. Dracula was next on her to-read list, though truthfully, she knew that college admissions essays perhaps deserved more of her attention.

Her eyes comically widening and her smile becoming straight lipped, she couldn't have looked more like Jim Halpert as she watched Aidan on his morning rant. None of it was directed towards her, of course. If anything, he'd come over and try out the latest parenting technique he learned from Nana. Her exaggerated facial expression turned quickly into a grimace at the thought. She got enough parenting at home. She didn't want an angry Scot to do it as well.

However, she couldn't help but return to a better mood. Five minutes was plenty of time for her to finish at least another scene. Returning her focus to her play, she zoned the rest of the office out.

It was one of her many talents.

The Office

@The Whacko @Nevix @Fabricant451 @AbysmalDemon @lovely complex @Viciousmarrow @samreaper @Sovi3t @PhunkyPhoebe @Ghost Butt @sakurasan @QueenOfTheBee

Good afternoon everyone! I am working on an IC post as I type this out. I've gone through the relations sheets, and those complete or mostly complete are clear to post.

Characters who still need to complete their sheets before they can post*:
Chris Meyer
Sam Foster
Alastair Abbey

* If these characters do not have complete sheets by Monday, they will be removed from the RP.

Everyone else, if your character is not Chris, Sam, or Alastair, welcome to the office! :) I'll get a post up shortly. Every so often, I'll post an IC GM update -- called Office Memos for this -- that'll give you information on what's going on. Sometimes, it'll be as simple as the weather. Other times, perhaps it's an important client, screaming at you over the phone.

With that said, let's get started!

Sword Art Online Resurgence - Accepting

@Jedly Posts are counted from your last post date. If your timer is starting to run up and an update has not yet been posted, you've got a few options:

1) Message Blue to ask for the outcome of your action, and post then anyways
2) Write some internal dialogue. As Lady Amalthea, a prominent GM on the site, always says: write anything. Write a flashback. Write about something silly, even a fart would work. You only need two paragraphs for a post. You can definitely have your character, in the midst of battle, have a flashback to perhaps a time in their life when things were simpler. Maybe they're pondering about what's going on in the real world. Maybe they're remembering why this is important, that they need to get home.

Blue and I will discuss your concerns, but for now, this is how it is.