Morose

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea What time of day is it currently? (Asking to see if it's about the time for Virginia to head over to Mosi's or not)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Jack Hudson

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Location: Building F (The Newnans' House)

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Jack couldn't have been more confused when his wife started giggling if someone told him that this had all been a practical joke and the walkers were all getting paid by studio executives to make quality prime time television. Of course, his confusion was momentarily replaced by noting that once more, Tatiana wasn't keeping off her foot. Damn. It wasn't going to heal if she kept on doing that and he was about to remind her of that, when Tatiana started explaining to him that this was normal. Ray had seen a cat carrying his leg? Damn. Maybe he wasn't that far gone.

Jack awkwardly took a seat, uncertain as to what to talk about. He hadn't been thinking too much of the day's tragedies, instead focusing on his wife, on his close friend leaving Newnan, on new responsibilities, on Miss Sally dying...And to hear that his hallucination of Dick was because that was his worst fear? There were things that scared Jack in this world, but a dead man who was going to stay dead wasn't one of them. He felt certain about that.

But as to what Jack was afraid of - that was something easy. He had known what scared him most in the world since he was little. His mother worked alone and didn't have anyone to support her, so Jack stepped up as much as he could. He protected her. It was the same reason he had become a cop, the same reason he was still alive. It was in his blood: protecting people. Especially those he cared about.

His deepest fear was that he wouldn't be there to protect them--that he'd lose them.

"Losin' the people I care about," Jack answered, noticing how similar it was to Ray's fears. "And small spaces. Can't stand 'em."

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Beatrice Decker

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Location: Near 545 Corinth Rd, Newnan: In the woods. (Not far from the Coweta County Water Authority)

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Beatrice wasn't comfortable with the fact that James had given away their location, even if it was just the mention of a town. She had spent her life before the outbreak tracking people down with sometimes even less of a clue. If someone was determined enough, or perhaps vicious enough, she firmly believed it could be done. Hell, predictions could likely even be made as to where they'd be headed next if someone just had a map and an idea of the conditions of the road in the general area. James had even said that they were a mile outside of Newnan proper - that in itself was enough.

"A mile outside of Newnan proper," Beatrice quoted. "That's enough for anyone to find us if they care enough to. And of course, James promised to lead them to us as well." As for what they ended up doing, Beatrice did care. The fact that Gavin and James appeared to have a plan that affected herself and Ryan, without mentioning it to them thus far, didn't sit well with her. Beatrice was here with James, yes, but she didn't like going into situations blindly.

As for the mention to her mother, that struck a nerve with Beatrice, even if it had been an insult and not an inquiry. "Wouldn't know. Never really met my mother," Beatrice said quietly, about to move off from the group when James paused and affirmed that she had been right. At least his common sense hadn't completely evaporated. Hearing James' concession that they would be told soon, Beatrice nodded. She then considered James' character reference for the girl on the other line of the phone. It seemed to be safe enough--things like that were too bizarre to happen these days and she doubted someone would've stumbled upon the other phone, put two and two together, all in an elaborate plot to kill them all.

"I'll take stock," Beatrice said, before splitting off from the main group and heading over to the truck.

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Chloe & Ravi

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Location: Building One (Medical)

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Chloe put her hands up, as if showing that she wasn't protesting Niesha's testimony that she was fine for this. Though it likely showed on Chloe's face that she doubted the girl was telling the truth. She seemed pretty shaken to her, but if she was determined to go and Froggy thought it was a good idea, then she wasn't going to protest further. There was no point to it. If Niesha wanted to go out while she's emotionally unstable, so be it.

Ravi wasn't sure if he should mention the fact that he had never taken a life before. Gavin tended to stash him away places when things got rough, but he had survived without Gavin for years. And with such a short trip so close by, just in and out, he didn't think it'd be a problem. They needed him anyways to identify the chemicals that they needed. No one else besides Froggy and himself, as far as he was aware, knew exactly what they were looking for. Things were so rarely conveniently labeled as "embalming chemicals here!"

"Ugh, fine, I'll talk to one of them," Chloe said, responding to Froggy's request that they all go and get therapy after this. She really didn't feel like going through that entire fiasco with either counselor, knowing that they'd likely ask her about how she assaulted Ryan that morning. And if not that, her past would be brought up one way or another. Had Froggy not finally welcomed her fully onto the medical staff, she likely would've just said fuck no and left it at that.

"So...where to, then?" Ravi asked. He didn't know how to get to any of the gates, where to pick up supplies, and where to go grab weapons. He was brand new to Newnan and hadn't even gotten a proper tour yet.

Strange New Waters - Concluded

@mnkee He can catch up to her

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

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Dorothy Pender

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Location: Merchant Area

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The slight feeling of instability and the buzzing in her ears seemed to dissipate quickly, something that Dorothy was thankful for. However, to hear that they wouldn't be able to apprehend the suspect made Dorothy's heart sink. She hadn't been able to follow each of the decisions Foy had made, but she had had faith in his ability to get them to their goal. The tracking of blood in the sewer had given her false confidence, she supposed, that they'd be able to find her once above ground. Dorothy couldn't help but regret that she had shot to wound and not to kill.

Not only was it a major security breach for the crew, but Dorothy couldn't help but feel she was continuing to fail as Anisa's second. She couldn't punish her sister, she couldn't keep Genevieve from bothering the captain when Anisa was hurting, and she couldn't even fulfill the simple task of making sure no one got onto the ship that wasn't allowed. She couldn't even force a smile, feeling like her failure was being shoved in her face. All of this time and energy for nothing. Maybe Anisa would be better off with someone else as her second. Dorothy didn't feel like she was meant for the job at this point.

"Solidarity," Dorothy agreed, feeling a bit too disappointed in herself to be irritated with Foy offering her his arm. She accepted it without too much protest, trying to imagine how exactly to tell Anisa what had happened--and how angry her friend would be. Ironically, this was a time where Genevieve would've been helpful to Dorothy. There wasn't much anyone else on the ship that she could talk to about this lack of confidence--though Atticus might do, as irritating as the preacher was.

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Fitz Townsley

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Location: Town (Toy Store)

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Fitz's eyes widened a bit as he spotted the price tag on the game. He had grown up relatively wealthy, but he wasn't made of money and with a price like that, it'd be eating a bit into his food and shelter budget. However, before he could apologize to Royus profusely that he wasn't sure if he could afford it, Royus removed the tag from the box. It came off cleanly, a feat in itself. Fitz always had trouble pulling the little tags off of games and other items, finding that the adhesives tended to stick. It had taken a lot of practice for him to be able to get them to come off cleanly.

"I-I don't know how to thank you," Fitz said. This wasn't the type of person he had been raised to believe lived in the outer planets and the rim. He smiled at Royus, feeling a bit reluctant to leave behind the relative safety of the Toy Store. He was tempted to ask Royus if he'd be interested in taking a bit of a trip, but the old man had his store and his life here. Not everyone would abandon that...but still, it could be worth asking?

"Y-Y-You know, there c-could be games and toys in the 'Verse that would be worth collecting," Fitz said tentatively. "A-A-A-And...maybe you'd want to get them?" He wasn't sure if he could go right out and tell the old man that he thought it'd be fun if Royus came with him to see the 'Verse for a little while. It seemed a little awkward to say something to someone he had just met, but Fitz thought he might as well ask anyways. That was what this trip was about--trying new things.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Nora Kingston

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Location: the Museum

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Nora considered whether or not she could repeat such a recitation. It had happened in the first scenario by Neema's prompting, yet could she trigger such a spontaneous event herself? She realized that admitting that she would likely need to have the recitation prompted by Neema would shade some doubt onto her claim, yet it had been the truth. Once Neema uttered those words, the rest fell from Nora's lips almost like magic. It was as bizarre as the appearance of the brand on her finger.

"The recitation was prompted by Neema's utterance of a set of words, as if it was a conditional trigger," Nora explained. "I must confess I have not tested whether or not I may cause the recitation to begin myself or if it requires the actions of another. If Neema would be so kind as to assist me in beginning the recitation process, then I would be glad to allow you to copy down those words. Of course, given that I do not pretend to understand the circumstances in which I said that recitation, it is possible that there are other factors at play in which I do not understand." Of course, that felt like a general description of this entire situation--other factors that Nora could not comprehend.

As for Lauren's apt questions, Nora realized that Lauren had not been present for a majority of the conversations surrounding these phenomena. But given that it was Lady Munn and Neema's area of expertise, Nora felt that it was likely best if she allowed one of them to answer Lauren's questions. She was only beginning to understand the answers herself and did not feel qualified to attempt to inform another.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Cecily Ashworth

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Location: La Hacienda - Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico

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Cecily tried her best to remember the way they took through the small complex, her paranoia suggesting that it would be a decent thing to remember. Instead, she was distracted by a the shrine-courtyard, something she hadn't expected. It hardly made any sense to her that it would be something like this, having expected a more church like situation for a priest. But with Caesar's family, it seemed best to expect the unexpected. The entire thing about receiving a notice about a birth, though, that didn't surprise Cecily as much. It was one of the things her own grandmother was quite fond of, keeping the extended family together.

Cecily listened to everything Benicio had to say, though she felt more and more that she was an intruder in this place. She didn't speak the language and she was here during a funeral for Alicia. She hadn't really known Alicia and she couldn't help but feel incredibly out of place, making her thankful when it was just Natasha and herself inside the room. Cecily took a seat as well, glancing around the room as she struggled to comprehend this entire situation.

There was a brief moment of silence after Natasha's comment. "I really regret not taking Spanish now," Cecily then said. She felt like she was having a major case of deer in the headlights syndrome, taken completely off guard. This felt like an entirely different world to her and the best Cecily could do is just nod and accept it all at face value. "Maybe more world history and religions as well...Do you understand this entire business with the Lady and everything?" Cecily asked.

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Iris Kingston

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Location: Justice Asylum

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Iris nodded. A translator was likely their best bet, probably along with another look at Jaina's file. Iris wasn't all too familiar with Jaina's past, so it was entirely possible that the Russian speech was an ongoing thing--or perhaps it was some sort of new development. She didn't put too much stock into the fact that Jaina knew something important. The mental patient was hurting herself, cackling, and pretending that they were in a television broadcast. It didn't make for reliable testimony.

"Probably for the best," Iris said. "Does the asylum have any contacts? Anyone on retainer, maybe?" She knew that there was a UN building in Justice that would likely have translators, but after the attack, Iris doubted any of them would be willing to come over and do a little freelance work.

Jaina paused for a moment, looking as if she was mulling over Nurse Cratty's offer. "Кратковременный перерыв, друзья! Нужен клубничный кнут!," Jaina finally declared, before turning to regard Nurse Cratty. "Dole whip with strawberries on it~!" Jaina squealed. It had been ages since she had gotten to enjoy one of those. She had always loved them growing up, getting a Dole Whip whenever possible. And of course, strawberries always made for a fantastic topping! It was a bit disappointing that she couldn't make any more masterpieces, but Jaina figured she could always do a confessional of sorts with her studio audience while the pair left. Or maybe she'd do her favorite segment: escape from the asylum starring the Amazing Aurora!

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea Going on a massive posting spree! :D STEM midterms are over, there's barely any homework, and we've got a three day weekend!!!! Feels like utter bliss lol

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guinevere Stark

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Location: Charles Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters
{"You're not a man. You're nothing more than a maniac. I'm not afraid of you."}

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"Two things: you need a spin one half nucleus ideally, so do a 1H, not a 3H. Easier to obtain as well. And then canulate isn't a word, as useful as it may be," Tony replied, before continuing on. "I'd bring the NMR tube into a glove box and do the combination in there, in order to prevent from having to use a syringe or a canula on the cap."

Guin nodded, despite the fact that she was on the phone and that she knew everything her father had just said. It had been a simple tactic to avoid saying what was really on her mind--that this was a mission far deadlier than the last one. She didn't have any mutant powers like most of the team, just cheap tricks and cheesy one liners. "Thanks. I'll do that," Guin replied, before hearing the question she had dreaded on the other end of the line. She was too similar to her father in order to lie to him successfully. They were both genius rebel assholes.

"What's really going on, Penguin?" Tony had asked, calling Guin by her childhood nickname. Her heart pounded, trying to figure out exactly what to say. She was about to go toe to toe with Magneto in a desperate attempt to save the world. Any sane person would've run the other way, found a bunker, and just waited out the epidemic that was likely about to come. But instead, she was running right towards it.

"When you were in Afghanistan, what kept you going?" Guin asked. It was the best way for her to indirectly ask her real question: what do you do when the odds are against you? And of course, her own way of telling her dad the stakes she was up against. As much as they fought over her choice to join S.H.I.E.L.D. and assist the X-Men, they had come to a bit of an understanding that Guin wasn't going to back down. She was her father's daughter.

"It wasn't just about surviving--it was about my legacy," Tony admitted. "I was a genius billionaire playboy...but that wasn't what I wanted my legacy to be--the Stark legacy to be. And that's why I became Iron Man--why I privatized World Peace--I became a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist."

"Egotistical much?" Guin teased about, though she found some comfort in his words. She wasn't someone who ran away when things got tough. But it was also a subtle reminder that there was more to life than just this."After this mission, I'm going to take a leave of absence from S.H.I.E.L.D.," Guin informed her father."I love you, Dad," she said, before hanging up the phone. The professor's voice echoed in her head a moment later and Guin began to make her way down to the garage.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Jenna Westbrook

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Location: Inside Town Hall

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Jenna didn't feel too bad when she saw the reply from Declan. It had been the right decision in order to solve this mystery and get some answers. She'd need to think up a similar excuse that evening in order to go search the woods for Riley's ghost on her own, likely involving telling her friends and family she was staying at Abe's house with a friend. Or maybe she'd lie and say she was connecting with her birth mother's wife. It was probably the easier excuse of the two to make and Jenna decided to settle on it.

Dust fell down and caused a nearly unbearable urge to sneeze, with Jenna holding her breath tightly. Declan and Finley seemed to be on their way out and she didn't want to give them any reason to stick around longer than was needed. It was fortunate that Jenna wasn't afraid of bugs as the massive cockroach fell on her arm. She bit down on her lip hard in order to keep herself quiet as possible, before carefully maneuvering her other arm in an attempt to catch the cockroach and pluck it off of her. She needed to find Mayor Ryder.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@rivaan Ill send you a PM to work on this case in 3 hours!