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In The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed) → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Kosara Koleva
Location: Halsey's shop

"Well my main job is indeed hunter, but I'm close enough to be called aprentice witch too... actually no, hunter is hte side job, writer is my main one, my bad." She smirked as she nodded at the coffee statement." Will do, you can count on it. Will bring a good package of quality tea next time then." Kosara added with a wave as she exited the shop.

	She sighed and looked at the skies. This was it, with this final ingredient she had everything needed to throw togetehr the tracking spell and she could do it right now. It was so weird when Witchcraft was what came in handy as hunter more often than not. Many hunters in Europe used it... even if it's just for protection bags from demons or other witchcraft. Kosara let one final sigh and pulled her mobile phone, typing a message to Abe. That simply stated." Gramps, got the thing, heading home to prepare it."

	With that she hopped to drive back home. It was going to take some preparation to get the spell working. She just hoped it would pick Riley's traces.

In WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

 "I completely agree with you!!!" Vala shouted to the psyker with complete look of disbelieave that she had actually to agree with the catsuit, pole dancer looking imperial psyker woman.' To hell with my life... how did I end like this from all the way of respectful merc to a spare pawn in the madness that is this fucking imperium.' Vala thought recalling her rather decent length life given the usual life expenctancy for mercs and imperial soldiers. 

 At least in the mercs you retained the right to do smart and sensible decisions, not be killed like this. Only once she wished to have a talk with their emperor... She wished to ask what was teh point of all this madness if he was not going to rule his Imperium and instead let a swarm of religion obsessed fanatics dictate teh fate of this sinking empire. Sadly she doubted she'd ever get the chance. 

 As soon as the evacuation of the vehicle began she jumped outside with the eagerness and agility of someone whose life depended on moving fast. She dashed away, pulling her own grenades and throwing a pair on hte right side into the enemies to buy their wings some time.

 "Next time... I'm fucking brining the tunnel down no matter what." She mumbled as she shot one of the possessed with her lasgun, leaving a hole into his head at the place of the eye. A boosted weapon like hers into the soft weakpoint of an eye, no way she couldn't get to the brain behind. She never stopped running though, not until reachign the Rhino at which point she took defensive position, throwing a moment's check to see if others made it.

In 🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Constantin Kolev

Location: Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive) 

	Constantin was no really amused by the whole situation he found himself in and he was actually just a step away from feeling bad about actually waking up from those nightmares. As fun and entertaining a circus celebration was, he just could bring himself to feel good right now. The bad dreams had roused his negative emotions and also caution. Something was lurking in the shadows of this city, something grand and evil. It appeared as if it had saturated the very city, engulving them from every side, covering it like a veil, not allowing them to see the reality of it. Soulless were within this city and hten they vanished just like that. He highly doubted the ones who were at that event were the only ones. Then a soulless of unknown origin attacked them at their very doorstep, nearly killing Veta. 

“Hov do I fight something that's flying avay from me...” He mumbled, recalling the beast. Actually it might not be right to call it a beast even. Beast was something that had no sentience. This thing was a monster. It was as monstrous as any soulless. Evil and probably cunning... where did it come from though? He fell into deep thought again as the celebration was going on around him, not minding the talking going around. He took a sip from his cup, the wine filled his mouth, making him smile a little, before frowning again.

	There was also that mist that filled the whole area making it impossible to see and extinguishing the torches as if it was nothing. The dense mist...  there was also the ice. Maybe this soulless had multiple abilities? That was a likely scenario indeed, his bad feeling was not leaving him dammit.

	As it has passed and as it had been felt, the bad feeling indeed became reality!!! The tent cloth was coming down! By the time he realized what had happened there was... CLOTH! It was heavy!" Vhy is this happening to me today!?!"

In Rise of the Evos → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Amelia Payne

Location: The Park near her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nallore, Lucas@Lionhearted

“Ahh... yes, I think.” Amelia replied quietly to Riley, throwing looks left and right, but she couldn't see back at her location. All she could see was this place.” It's just that... I'm in that alley. It's mostly hidden from traffic, but what if someone stumbles upon me there?” She asked, worried about her own safety. The city was not safe and especially the back alleyways were dangerous. She had heard stories, heard news reports. There was so much crime happening all the time.

	Amelia also noticed that Riley got a call and got concerned since she could see no one was replying on the other end. It was almost like a scene straight out of a horror movie given the overall situations and what had happened with the murder they saw.

“Riley... I was thinking if...” Amelia started saying, throwing scared looks around as if expecting something to jump at her.” Can we exchange phone numbers? I mean we live in the same city and with these powers... if something happens we can help each other... If not, I understand. It's alright, I was just wondering, I didn't mean anything by asking... it's just that...” Amelia started speaking in broken up sentences, unable to finish her thought, but it overall gave the feeling that she was almost afraid of hearing Riley's answer. Since Riley was famous and from what one could usually see on tv or the newspapers and the like rich famous people usually preferred to not be seen with normal people having a coffee or the like. Since she didn't really interact with people much, she had fallen victim to the mass media misinformation propaganda. As such she regretted asking as soon as she did.

Claire Winters 

Location: Cafe near ME Office, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore

“Can be arranged soon. Can grab some paid vacation days in about a week.” Claire mentioned casually, letting her sly devilish smile spread wide on her face as if taunting Olivia into agreeing to actually go with her statement.” Well not that we've got to go to Las Vegas, there are more than enough local casinos to use, the limits on that are a lot lower, but ti should still be a possible feat to do.” The cop was explaining with a sly voice before suddenly making a thinking face.

“Actually screw that, I'm going to go out tonight to one of the casinos. Want to come along?” She directly threw the invitation.” Drinks, money, might even charm the hell out of some fools to pay for said drinks.” Claire laughed in devilishly amused manner.

“I can imagine, all I have is a locker in the changing room of my department.” Claire replied with a grin.” It's a noble goal, sometimes better than what we can do. We can only attempt to stop crime before it's happened and then rarely unless we've been called. What you do is a good thing and if you ever need help from a mind reader do call.”

In 🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Priscilla Harker

Location:The Museum  
Skills: None

“I suppose.” Mosi replied with a slightly vague, really in thought expression at Josephine's comment about Akhmed. True enough he was a attractive man, she'd give him that. She didn't like him that way though. She pondered it for a moment before nodding as the man himself went really polite and gentlemanly with his own comment about Josephine. Him blushing was a cute sight though. She threw a glance at the other woman to check if she had noticed the rather brilliant display of a adorableness. 

“For me I do agree with Akhmed on this one. It is truly a honor to be escorted by a pretty lady such as you, miss.” Mosi said with the most innocent of smiles.” Sadly I do not believe we've been introduced. My name is Priscilla Harker.” She said tipping off her hat to Josephine in a weirdly manly mannerism.

	When the cab was called and Akhmed dealt with the explanation, Mosi was really happy they can finally get going to the main event for the evening. Well main event in her opinion actually. She was looking forward to this night the whole day! No way she was missing it. Sadly she doubted she'd get to do any actual forging herself, but to witness techniques of masters from the east was an experience she'd gladly see and god damn well enjoy! Most smiths she knew more or less forged in the typical European ways, such was her expertise too. Thus why she felt so intrigued about the skills here. There was bound to be things different in the small details and often those very small details made all the difference in quality... or aestetics. She wanted to learn those and get better! Wanted to forge a better sword than her current one. One like the ones she saw in the museum, but merging the style and utility with a more modern touch to suit her.

In 🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1 → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Amelia Payne
Location: East end of MLK Jr. Dr.
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics


	This was bad... Amelia took a deep breath as she attempted to put any last strength she can into those lithe looking arms of hers. As result the limbs in question as if howled in pain into her mind as the burning sensation from attempting to move them hit her. This was truly the end of her swinging for the moment. Frankly she barely had the strength to stand up in her legs also. Amelia was barely keeping up. This appeared to be her limit, the weight and the struggle from earlier was just too much.

	The walker was shuffling towards them, but it was a few steps away, so Amelia as it's main target right now pulled a few steps away too. Her movement was rather slower than she would have liked and she just bought herself a few extra seconds as she did so. Could she do it? She wondered as her arms screamed in pain. If it came close enough, she was going to pull one final swing. She couldn't escape really, she had to take it down and there wasn't much option here. If Sam pulled together and whacked it first it would all be great though.' Just one more swing... please just hold out just a few more moments, I know I've said it so many times already, but please...' She silently begged her own body to hold out just ever so more. She didn't want to die here. Not like this.