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

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Alexander Polawski

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Location:The Truck

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"Just as one can expect then; the Hell that happens to you doesn't happen to Charlie, and it's our job to bring Hell to them instead. Just can't get a break, can you?" Alexander muttered in a similar fashion to Thalia. If the sinkholes and whole earthquake-ish thing happened to Eden, at least they would have been on more equal footing; confusion. But if Thana was right, the likelyhood was that they were taken off-guard, but not in a deep hole. And here they were going on the offensive.

Then again, if a surprise attack by a inferior force had worked in 'Nam, who was to say it wouldn't work here?

Alexander gave a reminding look in the mirror to Thana as she asked who 'They' were. "Eden? As in those guys that gave your people a beating? They who we are going to give a taste of their own medicine?" Alexander asked in a puzzled manner, before letting a further question pop out. "Don't tell me there's more assholes we have to worry about?"

The Terror - A Call of Cthulhu One-shot

Bump for the hopeful appearance of more willing sacrifices to the Great Chulhu

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Bentley

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day 3 - Morning
Location: The Save Point
Tag: @Majoras End@Guardian Angel Haruki@Holy Soldier@DracoLunaris
Experience: ////////// (0/10)

And just like that, the plan that Bentley had effectively formed in his head, had to be changed as soon as Taric opened his mouth and asked if they should confront the hooded figure. The plan would have been three-fold, involving a distraction, some thieving and possibly an elaborate and long chase-scene in a boat or plane. The level of secrecy was also put into question, when Taric spoke casually and not in the hushed tone Bentley had wished for. The turtle shook his head, again missing his board of which he usually put up his plans.

The comment of him being helped down the stairs was less of a concern, though he did appriciate it. "That's kind of you, Taric, but I'll manage with these." As Bentley spoke, a pair of robotic arms emerged from the wheels of his wheelchair, giving Taric a wave before retracting again.

It was then that the Shantea, the female human seemed to agree with Bentely, putting forth the idea of her transforming(!?) and spying on the figure. "Exactly my thoughts, Miss Shantae! Now, as I was saying..." Bentley wanted to put forth a full plan, but the dragonfly Sparx started flying erratically around his head. It made the poor turtle a little bit dizzy, not used to such sights unless hit on the head. Though it's fright did appear to be changed with an attitude of fighting-spirit, which was sort of good. But then again.

"We'll fight if we must and I'll do my part, but I think 'knowing thy enemy' is a prime concern as of now, people. What I propose is that some of us get outside unseen and surrounds the building, making his escape harder to go undetected. I can use my binoculars to observe him from a rooftop, while...well I actually don't know what you guys can do. But whatever we do, we should do it fast. Who knows what that dark hood-guy is about to do?"

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Bentley

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day 3 - Morning
Location: The Save Point
Tag: @Guardian Angel Haruki@Holy Soldier
Experience: ////////// (0/10)

The quantity of the group that had assembled around the reception only increased, but the quality of siad group was drastically going of the charts with every new addition to the already paradoxal equation. The humanoid creatures without fur, scales or the like grew to become the clear majority of the group, but the one that stuck out was the one with a cup for a head. Yes, a CUP, for a HEAD. Bentley's eyes had started to fall of the turtle's nose as he tried to understand how a sentient, living being could have a brain powerful enough to sustain the requirments for organs and sensory output/input, all inside a liqiud content of a teacup.

Then again, the content could be coffee, so that would make a whole lot of sense.

The dragonfly, high in spirits at the apperance of two in the group, told them to follow him(?) upstairs, if they wanted to help. So this was one of the groups that would go on to save the world? Finally, some action! As the rest of the group went upstairs, Bentley followed a little slower behind before he came to a stop at the stairs. The green turtle looked up at one of the last ones to go up the stairs, then back at his own feet and the wheels. "...I guess they haven't heard of 'wheel-chair accessability' in this universe, have they?" Bentley sighed to himself, turning his wheelchair with its back to the stairs. As he began to slowly but surely roll his wheelchair up one step of stairs after another, he couldn't help but see the black-hooded stranger sitting at the table. Bentley hmmm'ed quietly. Strangers in dark clothes usually meant trouble. The Black Baron, Octavio, The Black Knight - "Why....?" -, The Contessa were just a few that came to his mind. But the group waited upstairs, so he pushed the thought methodically into a folder in his mind, and pushed on upstairs.

As the meeting began, Bentley chose naturally to ignore the dragonfly's words of choice. He was already comfortably seated, so thanks, but no thanks. The information given was much more of interest to the masterplanner himself, though he would have wished for a presentation on a screen and laser-pointer for extra effect. From what Bentley gathered, Spyro the dragon had been captured, and they were the ones to rescue him. Between Cuphead enthusiastically proclaiming his eager for a fight, and James' insistance that they get a immunized for what Bentley only could presume was the infamous Mugen-Virus - Bentley shivered at the thought, for he hated viruses and needles - , the turtle raised his hand for his turn to speak.

"I can't agree more with both for the rescue of Spyro from such vile creatures, and the need for protection against the virus, but I think there is a more urgent part of the mission that might need to be adressed." Bentley said out to the group, before lowering his head, as if telling them to be quiet, pointing down to the floor and continuing to speak quietly. "There is someone downstairs, sitting at the table in a black cloak. I don't know for certain, but according to my past experiences, the probability that this is your black-cloak-man is high, Mr. Sparx Dragonfly. And if you ask me, we need to figure that out before we proceed with the rest of the plan."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Alexander Polawski

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Location:The Truck

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"Oh don't mention it, nothing beasts Sparky and good comms when in situations like these. As long as I get my radio back afterwards, you're welcome Ma'am." Alexander was both surprised and satisfied with Thana's thanks for his radio. He had expected it a little earlier, considering he had asked their group back at the meet-up. Then again she was Navy, those guys were slower than the Cavalry.

Alexander continued to listen to the planning between Thana and Thalia, agreeing with Thalia's worry for snipers at the golf course, and hoping that Thana's trust in the Cowboy was well-founded. At the note that they could do a count once they reached a supposed supply-depot, the Veteran turned of the radio to conserve the batteries, before turning back to the two ladies in front. "How do we know they weren't hit as hard as your guys?"

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

Haakon J. Elvsgaard & Mahendra Huq Zalil

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Location: The Museum

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Mahendra couldn't for the life of him understand the welcome Akhmed gave the American woman, praising her like she was some kind of royalty or ever deity and seemingly about to collapse from joy. He himself had no idea who this lady was, save from Lauren's knowledge of her and Haakon. From Josephine's tone, at least she thought he should of course know her. A woman thinking so highly of herself probably hid her insecurities like that. He couldn't agree more with Neema's quiet remark, silently snuffing at the spectactle made by Josephine and Akhmed.

Haakon on his part gave Akhmed a raised eyebrow at his behaviour. Though he was by no means a stranger to fans of well-known stars of various qualities and quantities, he had not experienced such a behavior around Jo. But perhaps this could be to their advantage, all things considered? "Certainly we could be of assistance. I am in agreement with what the Lady said, Lady Munn might be glad of our help. Two heads think better than one, right? Don't you think so, Jo?"

The Terror - A Call of Cthulhu One-shot

@RBYDark...I did not think about that...Touché, dear comrade.

The Terror - A Call of Cthulhu One-shot

@ScarescrowNot a problem, you'll be in good hands.

Except that the two ones here are absolute madmen as well...

@RBYDark Welcome aboard! Now what would it be? Russian academic or brutal serial killer? Or both? Vodka?

@Sigurd

Hunt for the Wild Dakota (ONL & LovelyAnastasia)

@LovelyAnastasiaI'm sorry to hear that, but understandable. Good luck with work and all, may our paths once again cross some time in the future ^^