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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location:Garden City
Skills: None

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“Name's Priscilla, but I prefer to be called Mosi. Been called that since forever.” She said to Lauren as the other introduced herself. Mosi didn't forget to give a slight bow with her head towards the woman before she moved away. With that done she returned to her thoughts for just a brief moment.

“Hmm?” Mosi made a sound of curiosity when someone spoke to her. She looked at the source of the voice only to find a man she suspected that she might have spotted earlier at the museum. How the world aligned itself right now indeed.” Priscilla Harker, that's my name.” She smiled calmly at him and studied him for a moment before continuing.” You can call me Mosi though. I prefer to be called that.” She explained with a calm friendly voice while she was fiddling with her hat which she had taken off now.” And I do not believe I've caught your name earlier...?” She made a question with a playful smile.

As the Nora woman had started to lead the way towards the place where presumably the dinner was going to take place, she looked at Mahendra and lightly nodded to the side towards Nora.” Shall we follow her?” She asked, clearly indicating she wanted to tag along with him as they moved over so they can continue their introduction talks. She had seen him at the museum so it made her curios as of what he was exactly doing there.

As she followed Nora inside, Lauren eventually had spoken to her once more.” Mostly a pleasure trip I have to admit. I just decided that I wanted to visit Egypt so here I am. Probably going to stick around for a good while, I'm liking it here already!” Mosi stated with a huge grin on her face. In her mind pleasure trip and work trip weren't mutually exclusive. She actually believed she can draw some great pieces for book illustrations or the like just from the sheer inspiration she was getting.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

All things had different states of nature... gas, solid, liquid and plasma... those were the just broad strokes. Then there were the fact creatures had different states too! For example bird could move on ground or fly! By the fucking emperor humans weren't supposed to fly emperor dammit! Vala cursed in her mind as the rockets striking their transport had gotten them thrown off the vehicle. She wasn't exactly the best fighter around so she was hurled by the blast wave and rolled on the ground a few times before it was over. She had her head spinning and wasn't quite in the fighting condition until her bloody noggin started to clear up.

She groaned as she rolled on teh ground to help herself up and finally pulled up to a standing position by the end the chaos marine dudes were dealt with. Weirdly enough all seemed fine..ish." I fucking swear... stop driving the transports into ambushes..." She mumbled, feet wobbling as she was getting her bearings again. She didn't suffer from sea sickness or the like. In fact it was really hard to get her to feel dizzy overall, but dammit her head was spinning still. She completely suspected she might have hit her head afterall despite the helmet's protection. Helmets didn't quite have inertial negating devices or the like to block all momentum to lessen all impact damage.

"System wide ritual nonsense will require system wide infiltration and rituals... right?" Vala asked, barely keeping up, her body leaning left and right as she clearly had troubles staying up." Just get some info from the other planets and it should show if there are problems there... Chaos infiltration like the one we have right now isn't exactly subtle anymore..." Vala mentioned before falling to the side." Damn..." She mumbled, trying to get back to her feet again, feeling herself getting ever so better, just not better enough to keep up it seemed.

"Anyhow don't all rituals have requirements of some kind or another?" She asked." We just need to figure out where they are performing the one here, kill a few guys, break their fucking chanting or whatever and maybe break some chaos runes or whatever... It should do if not just apply liberal doze of explosives that should do it."

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

k posting

Rise of the Evos

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Amelia Payne

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

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“Of course...” Amelia replied a lil nervously and moved to grab the bottle of mineral water from the fridge. Technically speaking this was the first time she had a friend over since she moved to this place. Back with her family she had friends coming over every now and then mostly to watch movies, play games and read comics together and generally do nerdy stuff. Since she moved here she had less experience with the whole socializing thing... aside a few anime/manga cons. Those were fun as long as she kept her face hidden in a cosplay mask of some kind or another and kept to herself. She did get to enjoy talking with people about random things though.

“I... don't know.” She quietly replied as she brought over the glass of water and placed it on the coffee table by Riley.” I've not exactly had many people over lately.” Amelia laughed nervously and sat on the sofa too. She threw a few concerned at the wall that was dividing her from the guy who was harassing her, but since she reassured herself the wall was there indeed she felt better and she wasn't alone so she cannot really display fear like that right?” Say Riley, have you met any others like us out there? Aside that man at the restaurant?” She asked, trying to pick up a random topic to talk about.

“I've not exactly been keen on searching the others from the visions and the dreams.” She admitted.” Been afraid someone might get hurt... Hell I nearly killed someone one night too because of this power... I cannot control it a lot of the time so I've kept myself isolated mostly.”

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Claire Winters

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

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“Anyways, till we meet again, maybe in our dreams.” Claire added with a smile and simply started walking away towards the exit again now that she had given Quinn her contact number so they can maybe talk at a later date. She had the feeling the other woman will call her sooner or later. Given they were all tied into this mess without exit in sight, it made for a good reason to be curious and wanting to hear from the others in the same situation as you. That away at least you knew who you could talk about it with... and whom to be careful of depending on the situation.

With that done she turned to Olivia again.” Well for now let me escort you back to the office.” She stated with confident expression. She seemed to wait a few moments before she finally held out her hand in calling manner.” Come here, I've got only one umbrella and I'm not letting you get all wet again while I stay nice and dry.” She stated with voice clearly indicating she wasn't taking NO as an answer here to this situation.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

will post today... just had some personal health issues to deal with for the last week or so.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Sharpsburg , Main st.(F11)
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics

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“Thank you, Ray.” Amelia replied to him, relaxing as much as she can on the couch. While she wanted to get to sleep, she also couldn't quite fall asleep right away. She noticed the lumberjack guy decided to keep heading to his own way which she could respect to a degree. He didn't know them, they were armed and it was obvious that given how injured Ray, Sam and Amelia were something had went down. So she just said a silent prayer in her mind for good luck to him and returned to her focus on Medic and Ray. Ray's wounds were more or less the stabs from when Meg died.

She was finally ready to relax enough as the Radio came to life and they were trying to connect with any other possible survivors out there. Her mind once more went to Riley as the static could be heard. Did Riley make it out? She hoped so. How glad she would be if she could hear the other's voice. If the singer was fine, then the struggle could be worth it after all. The uncertainty of the situation was crushing her, she didn't want to allow herself to give up hope though. She felt that if she gave up hope that she'd see Riley again, it would truly happen. She couldn't allow it.

Then she heard a faint voice through the static and she rose her head a lil to look at the radio. She didn't speak though, she was quiet and listening with both ears and eyes opened wide trying to hear anything from the other side. There was Froggy on the other end, but who else was with him? Was he alone? That wasn't likely, she could only hope that a lot of the others made it out.

🦄 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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Constantin had returned to his tent more or less right after dealing with the last annoyance in the face of Thalken. Then it was the quick bath via the good use of 2 warm buckets of water and some soap. Finally after all that was done he had hopped into his bed, letting all the annoyances during the day to slip away from him as he himself slipped into the warm embrace of the blessed slumber that washed away all of reality and brought him to the endless possibilities of the fields of dreams.

The dreams were good. There were dancing maidens in white, jolly songs, endless forest parties going on and all in all it was great. More likely than not it was all fault of those old folk stories his mother used to tell him when he was little. About things like samodivas, vilys and all the rest of the fair folk of legend. It also stood for a wonder why one of the samodivas looked like Veta... granted she was not alone a fair portion of the circus folk were one way or another into his dreams. For example Vlad was covered in ash and taking care of the rest of the people as a domovoy.

As the jolly dream was coming to an end it was finally the time to wake up. At first his presence of mind was easy. He was happy and joyful at having had such a pleasant dream filled with people dancing and having fun. He could recall nice things of the dream for the moment. It was all good, this was going to be a fine day after all... Then his father burst into the tent shouting that he heard Sophia scream her lungs out that Veta was missing. It took exactly a moment before he jumped on his legs.” You've got to be kidding... VETAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” He screamed in anger. That woman had danced to her own tune again and caused problems to all and probably got herself into even more problems than what she caused them.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Abe's house

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"Best way to track down hellhounds is to track down people who made contracts that are about to run out." Kosara replied vaguely before she had a sudden inspiration strike her." Let's get some better backstory on the mayor and any of his ancestors and also any other cases of deaths among people of prominence in the area." She stated and looked at Abe." If there's one person who made a deal it's not unusual to be others or perhaps whole families. If we check for things such as deaths by accidents for the last while, something might crop up. Since demons are involved, we might get a better look at the situation if we figure out who were the contractees of history. Demons like their divisions of territory to a degree. Chances are good if many deals are made in an area they are all from the same demon. We figure the demon's name we get some leaverage... especially if we do locate a demon killing knife."

"I've not got many hunter friends here. Most of my friends are back in Europe... well those that still live anyhow." She replied with a shrug and took a well deserved rest on a chair nearby."I will call some of the handlers I've gotten to know across the years. At least someone should have one of those knives. I will throw the call out there and hopefully some will reply to it." The writer added and looked around." Better throw in some protection for our bedrooms..." She added and stood up, heading towards her own. She had some markers that could be used to draw smaller traps and the like. She was going to have to grab some proper spray paint later though.

🦄 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, flaming youngsters and the less than interesting self mutilating dwarf.

Everything was working more or less great right now. Satilla couldn't believe it had all happened down quite as well right at the end. With the hooded figure dealt with, most of hte enemies charred and only 2 left, they were almost done. Actually she suddenly shook her head remembering one more entity that could prove a danger. THe one that had taken out Kyra... the centipide thing was still down there, she was going to have to mention it when they were done with this floor.

She took a deep breath as Thomas was dealt with. Having stuffed the potion into his mouth, it was all good. He should live... Now the next more intent target was Nor the dwarf! Satilla couldn't quite figure out how a person could stab himself twice with his own weapon, but stranger things had happened right? She quickly leaned away from Thomas and turned towards Nor." Hold tight, I will help you." She said with a reassuring smile and taking a pair of potions she quickly started to apply the first one externally over the wound." This should help..." She added and prepared the second one. Nor had his own potions that he could use, but using them like this was also a decent choice. It should clear the wound and affect the whole problem in a beneficial way.

"Don't move too much until the wounds start to close up. Can't risk for any blood vessels to open up wide again." She explained and quickly poured the second potion over his wounds. She really hoped it would all work out for the best. Even held a lingering hope that Kyra could still be brought back in some way. A ressurection if you will...

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location:Garden City
Skills: None

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The trek to the destination where they would dine took a lil longer than what Mosi thought it would because of the traffic, but eventually they arrived there and only to be greeted by a rather concidental surprise of sorts she was not expecting. The people they left at the museum were there too. Seemed like it was the Neema woman who was Aton's aunt from her understanding that was actually the one to prepare teh meal for them? Mosi had smiled as Aton offered a hand to help her leave the cab and she gladly took it." Thank you." She told him with a smile now that she was outside. Akhmed quickly followed suite with Josephine, which caused Mosi to smirk in amused manner looking at hte lovebirds.

She then threw a quick look about, it was a nice place they had here. Could be great to live, but she wasn't sure that she'd find a place this nice at good prices. After all the best spots were usually well filled with people, that and she preferred to actually live somewhere closer to the actual city streets... the natural state of this place so to say. For example one of the side alleys like the one Rosheen lived at. Yeah Mosi was going to start planning for searching a place to live somewhere around like that. The hotel was nice and all but in the end of the day it was a hotel and she was paying for every day there, so the sooner she was to find a place to stay out of the hotel, the better.

"Likewise, miss." Mosi replied to Lauren when the woman greeted them. Mosi didn't know her name but it was probably a good idea to learn it. Also the names of all the others, but everything at it's time. She tipped her hat at Lauren as the other woman movied away and looked back at Josephine and Akhmed. After all she was with them right now so it was probably good manners to keep with them until their host returned. That aside, she was begining to wonder if it was something beyond coincidence that she appeared to meet all these people time and time again. She wasn't going to complain even if it was. This was probably a good indication that she'd better make friends with them!