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7 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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7 yrs ago
The Owls are not what they seem... roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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7 yrs ago
Oh hey now, I just passed 1000 posts. Good god.
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7 yrs ago
Exams are done, Thesis is done, alright let's get back into this 'RP' thing, huh?
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7 yrs ago
Thesis is finally complete, now to curl up and die (but probably rp a bit first)

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Darren Andrews



Location: Coventry Circus Grounds, Main Tent
Interacting With: Everyone in the Circus Tent, Aloise Zamora @Morose



Taking his flask back from Aloise, Darren tucked it back into his jacket as he looked down at her, trying to listen to everything she was able to say. He didn't have any clue how she exactly knew what she did, had she somehow learned it in the brief period of her death? Or had she already known it beforehand? No, there was definitely more to it, but this still wasn't exactly the time to ask. When she said that Hel was there, he knew she must have learned that somehow in the moments of her death or her resurrection, but regardless of when or how she'd learned it, it wasn't good.

Darren didn't say anything, his face contorting into one of deep thought. Aloise would have seen it before, he had done it regularly when he had absolutely no idea what to do. He had known of pagan gods before, but dealing with them was always a problem, many of them had different weaknesses, and Darren knew absolutely nothing of Hel herself. He tried desperately in his mind to recall whatever he could of Hel or any of the Norse Myths surrounding her, oblivious of anything he could have otherwise done.



James Murphy



Location: Coventry Circus Grounds
Interacting With: Everyone in the Circus Tent



James did his best to listen to what Jade was saying, but almost as soon as his reception had come back, it seemed to fluctuate and fade. He hoped at the very least she had heard his message and was on her way to him, but he was oblivious of whether or not she actually had. Sighing as he tried again to call her, he swore as it went to her voicemail. "Fucking Verizon." He grumbled to himself as he put his phone back away into his pocket, focusing his gaze back over to the Mullo.

He could see as it was bleeding, Olivia's attack had done enough damage to at least weaken it and slow it, and knowing that it was indeed slowed, he carefully leveled his handgun, taking a few careful shots at the moving target. He had no idea how much success he would have, or how much the bullet would hurt, but he hoped he'd at least halt the creature in its charge.
I'll be posting tonight. ^^
I'll be posting tonight. ^^






The Lumber Mill: As Mariana took her shots, they each slammed into the back of Olson's attacker, the man still stumbling a few steps forward as he kept a tight grip on his weapon, the black void of his eyes intently focused on her even as blood poured from his body. Yet by the fifth shot, he dropped to a knee once more, panting. Before Alice could even get her shots off, the man reared his head back, opening his mouth wide as black smoke began to billow out of him, flying up into the air and back towards the lumber mill, heading over the buildings and out of sight of the two, as the body of the mill worker would collapse, still and unmoving. The two women would hear a scream shortly afterwards from the lumber mill, in the same direction the smoke had travelled.


P&W's Diner: The two girls are lucky as no one around seems to notice the two of them speaking, or what has occurred inside the diner. The parking lot remains eerily empty and quiet, but before long a car starts up and begins to drive off. The two are able to get a clear enough look, recognising the same black escalade from the community center. The windows are tinted too darkly for them to see anyone within, but they don't seem to have been noticed as the car makes its way down the street, away from the diner. If the girls still chose to head to the community center, they would get there just in time to see the FBI Agent coming out nad heading to his car.


August Street: Glancing over to Jennifer, Lauren gave her a nod as she took the hand offered, pulling herself to her feet. As she listened to Jennifer speak, a polite smile crossed her face and she nodded. "My house isn't too far, sure." She'd say, beginning to walk down the street alongside Jennifer. Before long, the two reached the end of the street and turned the corner, Lauren walking towards her parked car at the end of the block. It was a crimson red 1965 Mustang, pristine and well cared-for. Carefully, Lauren unlocked the car and climbed into it, waiting for Jennifer to climb in as well.


Outside the Community Center: The wind is soft outside as Scarlett sits down and pulls out her pendulum, but as she begins to speak, it seems to pick up along with her words. As she finishes questioning the 'little bitches', the pendulum began to swing in a clockwise direction, circling twice before it began to still once more, it seemed someone, at least, was listening to her. Richard would have little trouble getting out of the parking lot, though just as he is leaving, he does spot Whitney and Felicia coming back in their car, the two girls looking rather frightened.
Update will be up first thing tomorrow. ^^
Aedan Merryn



Location: The Kingdom of Abhainn
Interacting With: Amaranthea Ashwood @WolfLover



Aedan kept his gaze on Julianna, watching her closely as she spoke with Maddox. Only briefly did his eyes shift away to look up and over the guards that were nearby, taking in the Abhainnians and their own precautions. The danger of anything actually happening with both royal families so open and close to one another was low, but it was clear there was little trust between the two kingdoms at that gathering. Regardless, Aedan was there to protect Julianna and the Hardin family, and he had no intention of failing in his mission to do so.

His attention was drawn away from the guards however as he heard the footsteps approaching him, and saw in his peripheral vision Julianna making her way over toward him. His gaze locked onto hers first as he saw her smiling towards him, the same, dutiful and stoic look across his face as she spoke. Raising an eyebrow at her words, he turned his gaze then to who she had dragged over towards him, only taking half a moment to realise who it was.

Involuntarily, Aedan's eyebrows rose and his eyes widened in genuine surprise. There were few things that caught Aedan off guard, at least, few things that ever caused him to express such a visible surprise, but he had not expected in any degree to see Amaranthea. it had been a great deal of time since they had seen one another, as Julianna had said, and as he quickly did his best to gather himself, he gave a slight bow of his head towards Amaranthea while Julianna continued off.

Straightening up again, he nodded as he clasped his hands behind his back still, watching her closely. "It is good to see you again, My Lady, I've been as well as things have permitted." It was the kind of evasive answer he always gave, speaking of himself was never something that came easily to Aedan, and even Julianna and Amaranthea had needed many hours of prying in more private settings to get the man to open up in any way. "I hope you've been comfortable in Abhainn since you left, personally, it's a bit warmer than I'd like." It was well known of Aedan's distaste for warm climates. The rough northern lord was far more at home in snowy mountains to the North, after all.
I'll be getting a post in today. ^^
Harry Walsh


Location: Streets of Cairo -> Qasr El Nil Barracks: Stables



Harry smiled softly towards Aziza as she spoke, her confidence in him was comforting, if not daunting. He had every intention of keeping Aziza safe on their expedition, and indeed for whatever other things were to come, but Harry knew better than most that sometimes good intentions were certainly not enough. His mind went back to the war as they made their way back to the barracks, and as they began to continue along to the barracks Harry found himself following mindlessly, his thoughts far away as he lingered on memories better left forgotten.

He had seen youthful boys come and go, he had seen men die moments after arriving on the front, or days before they went home. In his earliest days he had assured all those under his command that he would do everything in his power to ensure their safety, to ensure their safe return home at the end of the war. By the last few months of the war he had stopped making such a promise, he knew he could not keep it then, and the pain of failing each time one of his fellows fell would have consumed him otherwise. Harry was oblivious of the grim demeanour that had crossed his face, sighing as he continued to make his way to the stables with Aziza, but she would likely recognize it with ease, it was the same look he had had the night before when his thoughts returned to the war. It was a look of pain, of regret.





William Drake



Location: The Egyptian Museum



It took every ounce of William's willpower to retain his mask of calm until Vera left the room, and the moment she did it took that same willpower not to smash the closest thing in sight. He fought back a pang of rage, fury and frustration boiling in him. William was a scoundrel, a liar, a bastard even, he had never spoken to anyone in his life the way he had just spoken to Vera. He had poured his heart out, into his hands and he had offered to her, and she had spat and stomped on it like it was a kind of sick joke. William's anger hardly held, and before long he threw a few tomes as hard as he could across the room, not caring for the damage he caused as he clenched his fists.

Finding a chair nearby, he sat and put his head in his hands, running his fingers through his hair and gripping it tightly, struggling not to tear it out as the frustration, the anger, and the sorrow tore through him, attacking every fiber of his being. He had spent his life steeling himself, never had William opened himself up so much and he knew now the reason why, it hurt in the kind of way that was unfathomable to explain. Sighing as he lingered on the pain in his heart, he sat in silence, all other desires or thoughts purged from his mind as he sat in agonizing silence.
Darren Andrews



Location: Coventry Circus Grounds, Main Tent
Interacting With: Everyone in the Circus Tent, Aloise Zamora @Morose



Darren kept his gaze intently on Aloise as she shook her head, glancing up toward Eudora for a moment before looking over to those who had gone to deal with the lights. He had no clue what it was that she was trying to say, but he figured it had something to do with the lights. Looking up to the lights, he had to squint at just how bright they were, his gaze shifting over to Lilith as she stood over by the controls, trying to piece together in his mind what it could have been that Aloise was trying to indicate.

The lights clearly had some importance, they had been used to take down the barrier, but for what effect he didn't know. Could it have been that the lights were somehow going to help Hel's power grow? He was unsure, ideas racing through his mind as he looked back to Aloise, taking the flask from in his jacket and holding it out to her. The whiskey within would likely burn but he figured the liquid may help her dried up throat. "What is it with the lights? What do we need to do?"



James Murphy



Location: Coventry Circus Grounds
Interacting With: Everyone in the Circus Tent, Jade Cornish @Morose



James raised an eyebrow as he listened to each of the voicemails on his phone, one after another. He kept his weapon trained on the Mullo, watching as it reached Katsumi, but then watching as it seemed to fall and crawl. The fact that it actually seemed to have been hurt was reassuring, comforting even, if it could be hurt, then it could be killed. He didn't fire at it, knowing that he could possibly hit anyone nearby, and as the messages finished coming, he looked back to his phone.

He didn't know how Edwina might have been tracking him, but he didn't care at that point, someone who knew more about what was going on than him was better than another monster, so he typed in Jade's number. Raising his phone back to his ear, he sighed and waited for her to answer, speaking before she could get a word in edge-ways. "No time to explain, Coventry Circus Grounds, monsters to kill."
Wtf is going on in this town?


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