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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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@Lady Amalthea


But I am working on a post now!
@Lady Amalthea @Morose

Sweet god I'm sorry both of you, to be entirely honest I did lose track of where I had and hadn't posted. I'm at work at the moment but I'll put up a post as soon as I get home. Sincere apologies again, won't happen twice.

(Please forgive me i love you both <3)
Marcus Williams


Location: The Sanctuary, (Near Barichara Colombia)
Interacting With: Alexandra Ivanov @Chickn, Lisa Martinez @AbandonedIntel, Sort of the rest of the group


Glancing about the hallway he stood in, Marcus was struck by one thing in particular. As a few people wandered past him, there were no second glances on account of his arm. If he had walked around at home with his arm so openly visible, he'd have people staring, coming up to question him, but everyone here seemed to just accept it. It was something of a relief to him, and he could only guess how it might have made the girl with the tentacle arms feel if she had the same experience.

Hearing the familiar voice of Lisa coming toward him, he turned to face her, seeing the group come back toward him as he forced something of an awkward half-smile. "Sorry, just a bit eager to stretch my legs." He shrugged as he excused himself, glancing over to Alexandra as she spoke up, raising an eyebrow but smiling softly at her comment, pleased to know at least now what room he was in. Glancing back up the hall, he could see the room from where he was, the plain door with the number in brass letters.

Turning his gaze back toward Lisa, he shrugged at her question. "I saw two of them run about up here, though i'm not sure where they are." He explained with a shrug, glancing back down the hall for a moment before looking over to Alexandra again as she spoke up. This time, Marcus decided not to move off, even though he knew which way to go, he'd stick around this time until at least he knew that it was alright to make his way off to his room and get settled.
I'll post as soon as I can, discussing some plot ideas I want to work out with some people before I get in another post :)
Liam Matthews



Location: Town Meeting
Interacting With: Me, Myself and I



Glaring at the press as they began to load the generators back up into their vans and take them off to the hospital, Liam let out a sigh of relief once they were out of sight, letting go of his tough facade. Liam wasn't exactly big on the idea of violence, he generally relied on putting some weight behind his words in order to get anything done. He glanced over his shoulder suddenly at the hand on his back, half-expecting one of them to have stuck around and noticed it was just a facade, but as his eyes settled on Amelia's face, he gave a half-smile.

He had encountered her from time to time, she'd given him one of his first internships in the states. Giving her a nod in thanks, he watched as she moved off before sighing. Grabbing his bag, he carefully pulled out his camera, setting it up to overlook the meeting as he sat beside it, pulling out his notepad to take notes throughout the meeting. As the two men approached the pedestal, Liam reached up, setting his camera to begin recording.

Glancing down to his pad from time to time, he'd jot down a few notes. He didn't jot down many for the Reverend's words. Liam wasn't religious, and he certainly didn't take any of the disasters which had been happening as any proof of some divine entity or some-such, he just didn't buy into the whole 'end-of-the-world' thing anyway. Glancing to the woman as she approached the sheriff, he raised an eyebrow as the Sheriff clarified what he'd been told, jotting that down. When the questions were offered, he took on his best journalistic candor and stood, holding up a hand.

"Does the town have a contingency plan, should all the events occurring turn out to be nothing major?" It was a fairly different question to many of the others asked, and there were other voices louder than his own, but it was the answer he focused on. Liam figured that it would just be a bad few weeks, nothing terribly major. But then again, he didn't even notice the woman standing behind the press barricade with her skin falling off. That might've changed his mind a bit.
I'll be putting together a post soon, hopefully in an hour or two :)
I'll probably put together a post tomorrow, I would now but I just got home from a very long and interesting night of Korean Barbecue and far too much alcohol.
*Is immensely out of the loop*

@smarty0114

It just occurred to me that Amara is probably none-too-pleased about her eldest son protecting the Ainsworths, huh? :P
@Buddha
Investigating the other families is fair, I think Arthur will be safe enough for now anyway - who'd dare fuck with him?
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