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9 yrs ago
Current Getting new RP ideas is agonizing when you realize you need to shelf them until you're less busy.
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9 yrs ago
The Owls are not what they seem... roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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9 yrs ago
Oh hey now, I just passed 1000 posts. Good god.
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9 yrs ago
Exams are done, Thesis is done, alright let's get back into this 'RP' thing, huh?
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9 yrs ago
Thesis is finally complete, now to curl up and die (but probably rp a bit first)

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Liam Matthews



Location: Jake's -> Town Meeting
Interacting With: Sutton Smith @Morose, Mitsukuri Katsumi @BlueSky44, Assorted Press Assholes



Glancing over to Sutton as she took his money and spoke up, Liam forced a smile and a chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'll try my best to not disappoint." He smiled, standing properly as he glanced over to the other woman, giving her a friendly smile. "I should probably head to the meeting, my boss'd have my head if I didn't get anything from it, so... It was nice meeting you both." He glanced to the clock before smiling widely at them both and moving to the door, pushing it open as he moved out.

Getting outside, Liam took a deep breath, running his hand over his face for a moment. That image came to his mind again, he had no idea what had possibly brought it on, maybe he hadn't slept well the night before? The bed hadn't been particularly comfortable and he'd tossed and turned a bit. Yes, he figured that must have been it.

Moving back toward the town hall, it was a brief walk and the crowd was large, though Liam knew there were certain perks to being a member of the press. Moving up to where the rest of the press was, he glanced to the generators which had been set up. A brief glance to his phone and the local news made it relatively clear that the hospital's generators were stolen. "Fucking parasites." Liam was not exactly a brave or noble man, but he didn't like cheaters, or thieves.

Moving to the generators, he switched them off one by one, watching as the press using them had their cameras and equipment powered by them shut off. As they all turned angrily toward him, he spoke up, clearing his throat. "How many different kinds of disgusting do you all have to be to take the generators from a fucking hospital? To leave people to possibly die because you wanted to get a fucking story?" He spoke calm, but with a surprising amount of weight behind his words, the glare he gave each member of the press could have burnt a hole right through them all. "Take them back, or i'll call for the cops, an ambulance too because of how badly i'll kick your asses if you don't." The look in his eye made it clear, there was no idle threat there.
I super lost track of the post timing this time around, exams and work absolutely screwed that, i'll be getting a post in hopefully within the next couple of hours! Apologies!
@MissCapnCrunch

I've got a fairly basic CS ready for the Lord Hyland if no one else ends up taking that position, made him as Tywin-esque as possible to deal with those ambitious children :P
@Buddha That'd probably help, I could never get into EU4 myself, so I just stick with HoI4 and Stellaris instead :P
@RangingWolf It's fine, no one knows how to play ck2
@RangingWolf At the very least, you could have spent that 70 dollars on far worse things.
I feel like i've always had a love/hate relationship with Dany. A lot of the time I love her, but other times I just find myself completely disagreeing with her too, it hurts me.

I'll be pleased whoever's on the throne as long as precious Jaime lives. :P
Sorry sorry for brief post! Been really busy with work (and election coverage) the past few days, so i'm pretty exhausted.


Tom Fisher

Location: The Infirmary




Watching Silvia as she nodded slowly, Tom let out a quiet sigh of relief. Silvia certainly didn't seem in the best condition but he figured the fact she could still hear him was a good sign. Sighing, his gaze shifted to the floor counter on the side of the elevator, he was pleased that it was still functioning, the damage around the tower could've easily knocked it out, and getting down to the Infirmary otherwise would've been quite difficult. "Guess you picked one hell of a first day, huh?" He asked, not bothering to look down toward her for any reply she may have made as he glanced back to the door as it opened.

Moving out, he brought Silvia over toward Crinsa, allowing the medic to take a look over her. Clearing his throat, he began to explain as simply as he could. "A ship came in ahead of schedule, she didn't have her crystal ready yet, so she had to catch it without any assistance." He followed after Crinsa as she began to move, keeping Silvia held firmly in his arms as they made their way along to the room in question. Carefully when they got there, he lay her down, resting her head up against a pillow as he took a step back, crossing his arms over his chest as he let Crinsa get to work.

"How long is she likely to take to recover?" Tom questioned as he watched Crinsa. He'd interacted with Crinsa more than many of the others in the tower since his arrival, when one of his officers, or himself was injured in some scuffle or accident, Tom was always there to ensure their recovery and care first-hand. It was one of the things that had solidified a relatively close relationship with his own people, many respected his willingness to stick himself out for each member of his team, or for virtually anyone in the tower bar Tristan. "It'll be a motivator if everyone knows she'll be alright, she's already been doing a lot for everyone." He commented again, shrugging as he glanced over to Silvia.
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