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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

There needs to be a "my soul is crushed" reaction button :P

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Can we have a little hint as to what's up with her face? Pleeeease?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

I got so excited. And now all I have to be excited about is chemistry problem sets :P

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Charnobylisk Ryan and Dick, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G... XD

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Charnobylisk There needs to be a time where Dick gets drunk and Chloe gets high, and "Peaches" has to supervise. :P

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea I think Jack'll be having Ray as his best man ^^

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Jack Hudson

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Location: Newnan Building E - Apartment E2

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As Ms. Sally came to the door, her bright grin was matched by one of Jack's. She was something of a grandmother to him, and he rubbed the back of his head as she asked him whether or not he was ready. Truthfully, he wanted to marry Tatiana every minute he was with her, but at the same time, he was nervous as hell. Tatiana deserved the world--and he'd try his best to give it to her. "I think so, bettah hope I am by now," he chuckled as he entered Ms. Sally's apartment.

"If it's bittah, yeah," Jack replied, when Ms. Sally asked him if he wanted tea. He wasn't a huge fan of sugary foods, and black coffee tended to be his favorite drink. With the lack of coffee in Newnan, bitter tea became his new favorite. Sometimes, he'd joke to himself that while the walkers were bad and all, the lack of coffee was the last straw, and the real thing to be concerned about.

As Ms. Sally threw a rag over the mystery object, Jack chuckled a bit. He held his hand up in the old boy scout salut, and said to her, "Didn't see anythin'. Scouts honor." For a moment, he almost forgot what Tatiana had sent him over to collect--his tuxedo. However, just as he was about to ask Ms. Sally how it was coming, there was a knock on the door. "You sit down, I got it," Jack said, not wanting Ms. Sally to have to get up and head over to the door already. He then headed over, and opened it up, smiling when he saw Ray.

"Hey man, what's up?"

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Beatrice Decker

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Location: Franklin Addition Building C - Apartment C2

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Beatrice heard the rockstar's voice come from inside of the apartment, asking for five minutes. And while Riley was incredibly punctual and indeed did take only five minutes, Beatrice couldn't help but regret slightly that she hadn't just gone for a run. There was very little chance that Riley would have anything for her to do, but she felt obligated to check just in case. By the time Riley opened the door, Beatrice forced a smile to attempt to look friendly, but only succeeded in looking like she was holding back a grimace.

"I'm stopping by to see if there was anything you needed me to take care of today," Beatrice explained, as she entered Riley's apartment. Her eyes wandered around the place for a moment, taking in the little details and differences. It was a habit if anything, from years of moving from place to place, and then the reinforcement from the apocalypse, as walkers could be hidden away in almost any room. The relative safety of Newnan hadn't caused that habit to change just yet.

"I found it prudent to check, though with the lovebirds tying the knot today, I doubted there would be anything," Beatrice explained, before waiting for Riley to answer. If her lead had nothing for her, Beatrice would then bid a polite nod of farewell to Riley, and then take off for a brisk jog around Newnan. The exercise was always beneficial, and in this era, it would only help her chances of survival. Beatrice knew very well that Newnan would not last forever. One day, she would be back to fending for herself--it was just a question of when.

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Chloe Ridgeway

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Location: Newnan Building 1 - Infirmary (Outside)

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As Chloe waited outside of the infirmary, she listened to see if Froggy had come in yet. The infirmary appeared to be quiet, and she leaned against the wall, remembering her first internship in a hospital. Stanford had a program where pre-medical students would be placed in nearby hospitals if desired, and back when her drive still pushed her towards the dream of becoming a surgeon, Chloe had been eager to participate in them. Her mentor at the hospital had been tough and firm--in many ways, similar to Froggy. The major difference, of course, was that the lack of trust was not from her drug addiction, but from her lack of experience.

Once she saw Niesha enter the infirmary, however, her thoughts went away from her past. Even though Niesha was in the infirmary, she knew that she'd still need to wait for Froggy. Chloe bet that her fellow ginger would likely get the doctor within a few moments, and then, she could enter as well. Beyond the slight rise in winter colds, things in the infirmary had been relatively calm.

Waiting a few moments, Chloe figured that Froggy and Niesha must have already been inside. She stopped leaning against the wall, and walked over to the door to the infirmary, and knocked quietly a few times, just in case any patients had been brought in during the night and lulled to sleep. "Froggy, you good for me to come in?" Chloe said softly, trying to keep her voice down.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Location: the Wyndham Estate

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Virginia stood as her dear friend described her harrowing nightmare. She knew very well of her friend's darkest fear, the horrendous death that consumption can bring on. It struck her as curious initially that Millicent's nightmare had little to do with the Soulless threat, but thinking back to her own vision, it made all the more sense. Perhaps something that fed off of fear was lurking in the shadows of London. The thought was as horrifying as it was exhilarating. Yet it was problematic as to the safety and wellbeing of her dear friend.

"Yes, it would appear to be necessary to attend the event," Virginia mused, reflecting on the dream that Millicent had recounted to her. "Perhaps it would also be wise to contact someone trained in dreams, if such a person is present in London."

If dreams posed more of a meaning, Virginia expected that the advice of an expert would be a welcome asset. There was little luck in fighting forces that they did not understand, a primary lesson as to why the Brits delegated certain tasks to those of certain skill sets. If they were to avoid a travesty similar to that of Flitwick Manor, preparation would be key. The Soulless appeared to be returning to a strength they had not known in ages, Virginia observed. It was most bizarre and unexpected.

"While the words are prone to overuse, my dear friend, I do believe a storm is coming," Virginia mused. "And we must be ready when it does."

The Horrors of Coventry - Concluded

@Nallore I'll give you permission to post for Seraphina now, Emmie'll have to wait for someone else to post.

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

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Dorothy Pender

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Location: Med Bay

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Once the ragtag trio managed to stumble their way into the medical bay, Dorothy's heart sank. Her organized workplace was an epicenter of chaos. Anything in there that could have been useable was either broken or lost amidst the sea of medical supplies. She tried to keep the crestfallen look from her face, but it was easier for her to simply look away from Lionel and Gideon.

Problem was, Gideon's condition seemed to be worse than she initially suspected. Dorothy hated it, sure, but the engineer had become almost entirely worthless. Without access to medical equipment she'd need to take scans, she wouldn't be able to do anything for Gideon. A dark thought entered her mind: Gideon could die. She didn't doubt that Lionel would abandon Gideon to save himself, and in her days with the Alliance, that decision would not have been unheard of. War required tough decisions.

"We need to get him to a proper facility," Dorothy explained, pursing her lips. "Without properly working equipment..." She didn't feel the need to finish that thought. Gideon might be feeling like a happy drunk, but she didn't want to give him any reason to worry. The Vengeance was in no condition to fly, and had the comms been on, Dorothy would have radioed it over to Anisa. "Best be if Gideon gets on the Alliance vessel. They have the supplies I need there."