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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@rivaan I just triple checked and the closest is that she enjoys messing with strangers. ^^;

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@rivaan I'm not sure what you mean by Bea's pranks?

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

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@Nallore@Witch Cat@Pundii@hagroden

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Another clue already, my dears? Why, you certainly seem to be rather keen...I suppose I shall strike an accord and offer you this. Once you have completed one clue, then another shall follow. One has already been set out for you, a bonus to entice you into this web of betrayal and deceit. Perhaps you want to know more about the town of Coventry. Only horrors await for you, so please do mind your step...The bodies have not yet been removed from the last slaughter. Go on, my children. Blood will lead you to your goal. Only blood.

As Alex climbed the floors of the building, the intoxication was greater than he expected. Nearing the fourth floor, he caught a better glimpse of the child. While he saw a young boy, alcohol blurred the truth from him. The child was a girl, around sixteen or fifteen years old, with long dark hair. She wore a scarf around her neck and vanished by the time Emmie found Alex on the fourth floor. And while he thought that he had chased the child to the roof, it was all an illusion. There is no roof access at Coventry Horrors. He had never left the fourth floor. Fortunately, no one will stop Emmie or Alex if they attempt to proceed farther. They will be able to climb the stairs up to the fifth, the sixth, and then the seventh. It is there that it becomes a bit curious. There is no other exit than the staircase, and dust coats most of the room. The attic can be accessed through a hatch in the ceiling, but a plank has been nailed across it. Conceivably, there is nowhere for the child to have gone.

Meanwhile, in room 113, Liam will hear the sound of water running. Aloise is currently in the shower, but her phone is on the desk, unlocked. Liam's been traveling with Aloise long enough to notice her phone locks after five minutes of inactivity. She can't have been in the shower long, and her voicemail box indicates there have been a few missed calls. Beyond that, the room appears to be normal in every respect. If Liam decides to use Aloise's phone, he better do it quickly. Another minute of inactivity and it will lock, closing his window of opportunity.

Exiting the hotel appears to be a rather complicated affair. As soon as Eudora has opened the door and stepped outside, she crashes into a tall and thin, emaciated looking man in a crisp suit. Sunglasses block his eyes from sight, as if there was somehow enough sun to justify wearing them. He offers Eudora an apology, straightening her shawl on her behalf, and smiling uneasily at her. "Madam," he then nods, before entering the hotel.

And at the front desk, Andromeda smiles slightly at Sera's question. It always brought a smile to her face when people were interested in selections from her private collection. These photographs had been sent to her by a friend, arriving by post a few days ago. She hadn't had a chance yet to go through them and determine where they would best fit. "Vintage photographs of the bizarre," Andromeda explained. The photographs all appeared to be highly unreal, the most peculiar things ever. However, one photo in particular will pop out to Seraphina. The photograph is of Folly Valeska.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Location: the Wyndham Estate

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Virginia tilted her head for a moment, her mind running through a certain phrase of Millicent's. She became lost in her own world for a moment, entirely unaware as her dear friend sealed the letters with wax and instructed the butler to dispatch them. For Millicent had mentioned a dream that had unsettled her, that had shaken her friend's firm grasp on time and reality. It was most curious, Virginia recalled, that she too had had a similar nightmare of horrific qualities. It was a terror not even a Crypt could enjoy.

"A dream, Millicent?" Virginia inquired. Mosi had confirmed that she had dreamt similar terrors the previous evening. If the same had befallen Millicent, Virginia then concluded that these were not just omens, but perhaps truth. "How curious. Mosi and I had the same terrible nightmares last evening," Virginia murmured, her eyes having a distant quality to them as she pondered the strange issue.

"Yes, perhaps it would be best to be present at Almack's tonight," Virginia then muttered, a slight frown on her face. "If Elizabeth will not relent, then it must be so. It would be a shame to miss such an extravagant display of horrors as well...Perhaps they will capture portraits of it."

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Cecily Ashworth

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Location: the Morgue

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Cecily realized that she likely touched a bit of a nerve with Caesar, and her blood chilled for a moment from fear. The man had terrified her, but after the day she had spent with him, most of that fear had washed away. And then, for a brief moment, it came back. But a moment later, Cecily smiled a bit, the anxiety fading away rapidly. She wasn't quite in the mood for needing another round of therapy, after all. And with how much they paid her, she couldn't quite afford it as well.

"Bloody hell," Cecily murmured, hearing Roy's news. Club Afterdark? The very place where Lorna's matchbox had come from? At any rate, it'd be swarming with cops for at least the evening. Forensic teams would be called in eventually, but Natasha and Cecily would have their hands full at the morgue. However, it also meant there'd be no one available for Caesar to question.

As Roy asked again, Cecily's eyes darted towards Natasha. The woman was sick and she was working away at her job. She had removed a bullet from Cecily's shoulder, no questions asked. There seemed to be very little reason to hold out information, and she trusted Roy. "We were collecting evidence samples from Queensguard," Cecily explained. "If it wasn't for Caesar and Natasha, I'd be the next stiff on the table."

She figured Caesar could fill Roy in from there. Careful not to move her shoulder, Cecily then set herself to the task of helping Natasha prep the tables. They'd have a busy night ahead of them.

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Iris Kingston

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Location: Justice Asylum For The Criminally Insane: the Ludwig Building

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As the door to her office creaked open, Iris realized that it wasn't in perhaps the most pristine condition possible. Cynthia had scattered papers in the room, including the mangled photograph, and then had moved her chair to be adjacent to Iris. However, Iris smiled softly at seeing the happiness on Cynthia's face. It might have been a deranged happiness, yes, but it was happiness nonetheless.

"You presume correctly," Iris replied with a smile, rising from her seat to shake Relic's hand. "And who is your colleague, Mr. Relic?" Iris then asked, the smile fading ever so slightly. The more unknown variables in an asylum, the less secure it tended to be. And with her patient joining her behind the desk, safety had already been sacrificed.

"My patient was quite keen on seeing you immediately," Iris explained, gesturing towards Cynthia. "Please address her as Valentine." She didn't feel it would be the very best to call Cynthia by her legal name. The patient-doctor relationship was all about trust, and it was not unusual for women to have different names to go by in the asylum. However, Valentine in itself was a peculiar choice for Cynthia.

"Now, I do believe you had some information you wished to discuss," Iris continued, looking at Relic expectantly.

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

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Dorothy Pender

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Location: Engine Room

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Although Lionel walked behind Gideon, they hadn't even managed to leave the engine room without Dorothy feeling extremely worried for the boy. His knees were wobbling and he leaned against the wall as he walked. With her lips pursed, Dorothy knew that Gideon wasn't going to be in good enough shape to get anywhere. And as a doctor, it was her duty to tend to him until he got better. They didn't need any casualties that day.

"Must be some hangovers you have," Dorothy murmured, having a natural reaction against alcohol. It reminded her too much of her father and the life she had escaped on Boros. Alcohol, in any shape of form, was generally abhorrent to her. Too many memories. "Here, take my arm," Dorothy offered, stepping to the side of Gideon. She offered him her non dominant arm, with her sidearm in her other hand.

"Can't have you hit your head again," Dorothy teased, a small twinkle in her eyes. "We don't have the time for you to crack it open and then stitch it back together again."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea Questions! For Jack's Russian, should I also list that under languages?

And then am I okay to edit my characters' ages to reflect the time jump?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Chloe, Jack, and Bea are now all done. :) Phew.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Sigil Looks good here too! :)

Also, my mind is blanking...Who was the first celebrity survivor in Newnan?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Chloe's sheet is done. Bea's and Jack's should be finished within the next few hours.

Bea's is done. Jack's will be up after dinner!