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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Mine is only: Amelia - 8dc73f

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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

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“Vait... careful! One by one!” Constantin was directing the people as they were slowly clearing up the area from the fallen canvas. Some people were still trying to free themselves, which was normal, being caught underneath something like this... the canvas was heavy. It all probably triggered the primal instincts to free yourself and escape. So they had to work real had to not hurt anyone who was doing blind movement underneath the canvas. Than and they also had to try to keep the canvas as intact as possible. Luckily it was a hardy material... comparatively to normal cloth at least.

“Here...” He smiled and reached a hand to pull another person to freedom with a smile. Once this person was outside. Finally he stood up properly and looked around, studying how much they had progressed. Judging by the look of things, they were mostly done with pulling away the people.

“Alright people, ve are almost done. Just a lil bit more.” He called loudly to the others to bring their attention to the fact not much was left to do now so they should get together and do it fast.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Sharpsburg , Main st.(E11)
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics

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Amelia was tired, she wanted to lay down and sleep until eternity was over, but apparently the world was denying her that sole reprieve from the nightmare they were living in and the additional hell they just escaped. Why was this happening to her... actually no she didn't even matter at this point. She was just a little spec of dust on the road, the world didn't care for her in the least probably. Her thoughts jumped to Riley and her unknown fate. Was the singer alive? Would she see her? If Riley wasn't alive, what was she going to do? She finally let someone into her heart and if she was to lose her, she didn't want to think of it even, but the way things had been going down, the horror was eating at her from inside.

Guy seemed at least somewhat positive of the situation preferring the more diplomatic approach with chances to kill if the situation required it later.” Alright...” She replied and looked at Ray who was also wondering as of what they should do.” Yeah... let's try being friendly first. Doesn't hurt us to try, never know.” She replied, moving a few steps back to lean on the wall. God her legs hurt right now.” You should come close...” She said in at least somewhat of a stronger voice, as much as her fatigue allowed anyways and waved to the lumberjack man to get closer to them.” We shouldn't be shouting least we attract needless walkers.” And better him being closer so those inside the building can riddle him with holes if he did something bad.

Rise of the Evos

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Amelia Payne

Location: Her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Landlord

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Amelia still couldn't quite believe what had happened. She had met the other people who were in her situation! That and she made friend with a star singer. This didn't seem like real life anymore, then again she had this feeling from the very moment electricity started to come out of her body like she was some god of lightning or something.” Hehehe...” She laughed softly, sitting down on the sofa as Riley send a message back. If she was to truly admit it, there were times when she had imagined what it would be to have superpowers and how she could use them to dispense justice and retribution... now she just wanted to have them gone and return to ordinary life, where she didn't have to fear that a single lapse in control could shock someone to death... literally.

Eventually there was a knock on the door, but Amelia wasn't sure it was Riley. When the landlord was the one to call from the other side of the door, she stiffened, wondering why they were there.

“Yes...” Amelia replied, but didn't open the door, instead she went to look through the spyhole of the door to see the landlord outside.” Why? Did something happen?” She asked in concern, wondering why they were asking her that. She was gone until just a lil while ago...

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Claire Winters

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

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“The perks of the profession.” Claire replied with a nod and a huge grin. Yeah she could make the life of anyone who was trying to make use of herself or her father into a living nightmare. Especially double so now that she had this power to wield and use as she wishes as well. Granted she'd never directly go over the law... if there's a chance to be caught or there was no direct need to do it of course. There were always ways around the law if the needs be anyhow.

“Frankly, take her number, so I can talk more with her later, best done so tomorrow.” She smiled, meaning Quinn. That aside, the cop looked back at Olivia.” When done with that, well probably go back home to take that nap I talked about earlier so I can be fresh for tonight. The arrangement for our night out stays right?” She asked with a happy suggestive devilish smile. Ohh how the money was going to flow... within reason of course. She wouldn't want to be labeled a cheater and banned from all casinos or something. Luckily for her she knew how to hide her tracks in general. As long as they were on the plus at the end of the night it was all good and heck for it, she could just wait for that one perfect game to win big and just allow her winnings to fluctuate until then.

“What about you, what do you plan to do today?” Claire asked with quite the curious voice, looking closely at Olivia. She liked what she was seeing, liked it a lot and her expression showed it.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Abe's house

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"Yeah... I know, believe me I know." Kosara replied grimly, remembering all the problems a hellhound can cause them. Heck a single hellhound could probably kill both of them if they were caught unaware and even if they were aware of it chances were good they cannot stop it. Luckily those things usually wouldn't attack them just like that, but depending on the situation it wasn't impossible to happen." We might have a little bit of leeway since they are usually only put on the trail of those who's deals are over and it's time to collect, but better not rest on that. Heard of and seen hunters who were done in by those supposedly." Kosara stated, pulling a notebook with numbers, it was time to start the hunting for hunters to help them.

"Now, I will first whip us some hex bags to hide us from the demons' supernatural ability to detect us... Should allow us at least some advantage in this situation. We can try to trap the demon eventually." Kosara said and put the notebook to the side, walking over the table to start mixing those up." In the meantime you better start placing salt across every window and doorway. Also might be a good idea to place some protective circles around our beds just in case." She added with a frown, already mixing the ingredients for the hexes." Now be a good grandfather and leave a your grandchild to her witchery." She smiled.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location:The Artistic Demonstration
Skills: None

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As the worked of the smith continued, Mosi continued ot find herself almost entranced by it. She enjoyed looking at smiths who were performing their craft. It made her feel nice, she studied their movements and generally she enjoyed the sights of sparks and clangs of the hammers heating the heated metals and the whispers of the flames. He seemed to have an idea in mind and she soon realized what it was. Aton was using the bone she chose for the handle, but didn't seem to shine the blade. It had a really nice blackened feel to the entire weapon. She was not against such a weapon. It had a unique charm to it.

“Ohhh, thank you, Aton.” She replied with slightly surprised, but very happy voice. As she took the weapon, she gripped it tightly at first, feeling the handle. Then she relaxed her grip somewhat and shook her wrist around, feeling the weight distribution of the weapon, before making a practice downward swing, of course making sure she's facing away form anyone she can hurt.” Mmm... I like this one. It's lighter than what I'm used to, but I like the weight better... and the feeling I get when I swing it. It's more fluid and agile...” She said casually before, bringing it at eye level, studying it from up close.” I'm going to need a sheath for this one.” She smirked in extremely pleased manner.

“Yes, I'm hungry!” Mosi confirmed with loud voice, agreeing with Josephine.” Been a long first day in Cairo, I dare say a good dinner will be a perfect way to end it!” She added, holding her new weapon with great enjoyment, planning where she was going to wear it once she gets a proper sheath. Maybe on the back of the waist?

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Satilla Valen

Location: The Tower, Floor 3
Interacting With: Ancient cosmic powers of the GOOD DICE ROLLS, Sana and bad popular memes.

It at least lookedl like Sana was reacting well to the healing magic that the witch used on her. She was frankly concerned because out of her healing magic only one was left, one that could be of use provided proper situation, but in the middle of a battle was not quite said situation. As the bard pulled to a sitting position and drank a potion, Satilla let a quick sigh of relief as she pulled a potion of her own." No worries, don't move much." The witch replied, hoping their wall of bodies will hold up for hte moment as she took the potion and started pouring it on Sana's injured legs. To move she needed those legs in better condition and what's more even through the wound and skin the potion will seep into the body, causing effect.

Once that potion was done, she pulled the second one, quickly spilling it on Sana's hands as much as she can." No worries... we've got potions..." She stated with enthusiastic voice and a smile." Potions for days." The witch added in the middle of her improvisation treatment. Satilla had considered throwing potions at the enemies, but aside the troglodyte zombie and possibly the hooded figure, she doubted the others were undead. Those just appeared as absurdly horrible monsters that made you consider what manner of nonsensible situations or places can spawn such monstrocities! Still she was so going to throw a potion at that hooded bastard if he was undead. She wanted to watch him burn and squirm in absolute pain as the unlife ebs away from his wreched flesh.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Sharpsburg , Main st.(E11)
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics

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“Yeah...” Amelia mumbled sadly as Guy talked to her. She was so beat right now. She smiled to him with an expression that only a really tired person can and shuffled her legs to get inside the building, barely holding onto her bat. Now that the fatigue had settled in and her body had a brief respite, the muscle pain was starting to set. She could feel her body cry out with each step as she made a few steps towards the building, but then a void called out. Amelia's tired body barely reacted as she turned halfway to see the new person. It looked like a lumberjack from some tv show or something... He even had an axe.

Amelia's hand hurt, she could probably do a single swing if she had to, but her legs were so weak right now and her arms were even weaker. She felt like she'd lose control and fall if she put her weight into a swing.

“Who... no... why...” She mumbled. Amelia never expected to meet yet another new person today after that event. He looked decently well armed with that axe and all.” Guy, what should we do?” Amelia asked tiredly. She didn't even have the strength to panic right now. Sure the guy looked decent enough, but no one knew if he wouldn't cause them problems. Especially given the situation where 3 of them were in frankly no position to fight right now. Well Sam had a shotgun so that could solve the problem that this lumberjack could be.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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

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“Добре...“ Constantin mumbled as the organization of people to take care of the fallen canvas was going quite well right now. As Bazhooli had given him the order to do this, he was damn well going to do it. It was luckily no one seemed to have been heavily injured, a testimony to the hardiness of the circus folk! All were stronger than a simple falling canvas!

Helping one of the people by lifting the canvas, trying to unstuck it from a corner of a table so they do not tear it or something.” Something's really odd about this...” He said to himself as the rescue operation was proceeding well enough. The canvas was NOT supposed to fall like that. To fall it meant someone helped it. They were going to have to check the ropes that were supposed to be holding it once all the people were pulled out from underneath it. Why did it happen now though? If the plan was to put the circus in bad situation, it would be better to bring the canvas down during the main performance earlier. This was different... He definitely had a bad feeling about all this. He had this feeling he was going to have more bad news before the night ends.

Finally he pulled his own family form underneath the canvas.” Could you go help vith the clean up. The canvas made a mess of the tables...” He asked of his mother as his father joined in with the canvas folding. He wondered where Veta was. Usually she would show up soon enough to help as any true circus person. Maybe she was busy with that catholic woman?

Saga of the Fall: Escape (Banner Saga inspired)

@ONL@Indra, how goes it? ANy problems?