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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Sharpsburg , Main st.(F11)
Skills: N/A

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After Amelia fell asleep pretty much right away, she missed the commotion that the appearance of the voice of Tati caused. She was blissfully unaware, inside her own land of dreams. She slightly stirred at the noise caused by Guy, but overall didn't wake up or anything even close. She was dead asleep as they could say, having her powers drained to the limit as they were during the whole day from the pleasantish morning, through the living nightmare after that and then the desperate struggle to survive post the nightmare. She needed that sleep badly so she took it without care in the world now that Riley was confirmed alive and well. Her dreaming face revealed her relaxed expression and innocent vulnerability.

Inside her dreams the things were rather sureal. It was filled with the typical unexplainable things such as warped time, things were kind of moving in slowmotions, there were some flowerpetals flying around like there was a giant blossoming tree somewhere in the surroundings despite there being none. There was finally her last workplace before the apocalyplse. The place she worked as a waitress for a while that is. It was packed full with people right now, she was busy to deliver orders, everything was hazy and she was listening to Riley's music. It wasn't just a memory though because Riley was also there, she was one of the customers, all the other people kind of didn't get faces though. She didn't even pay attention to that small fact that she ignored completely. It was a dream, she had an excuse to do so after all. SHe was happy and that was all that mattered right now. Thus she turned to her side in her sleep, mumbling something uncomprehensible as she did so, turning onto her right side without ever waking up.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Library

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" Of all things to happen..." Kosara mumbled, throwing a look at all the data they had gathered quite quickly at that too. It was demons well of all things it was demons. Then again what did demons want with all of this on a grand scale though. Something more than simple demons was at foot here, given the cryptic message. She didn't believe demons themselves left it, it wasn't in their usual MO. Someone else was also involved with this.

" It is possible one's possessing her, but if that's the case it's not exactly a good turn of events. Pulling one of those suckers out of the victim is akin to a grand undertaking of itself. We'd need some prep for it and we'd better be sure that's the case." She mumbled about the Riley case, but shook her head and looked at Abe again.

" My gut's telling me something else might be at work here too. Remember the message in blood? That's not typical demon thing. Let's try to go through the town's history for anything similar in the past. Not just deaths of famous people such as mayors and the like. Let's just check for serial killings or disappearances. Maybe even as far back as native american history about the area. Just let's try to see if anything involving mass of people has happened, especially involving the moon cycles." It wasn't the best of plans, but there was not much to be done else anyhow. THe tracking spell was out the window for now since the demon screwed the ingredients and frankly she didn't dare order more. Who knew what will start happening, so for now she was about to think real good on possible ways to track demons with some other kind of spell or something that she can rig with the things they had or could be gotten easily.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

"Good... this will take a little while though." Vala replied as she was being given explosives from the rest of hte teammates. Across them they all had a rather impressive variety of stuff ot blow shit up with, the merc had to admit and she had the knowhow how to juryrig it all together into something even better. What's more she was given meltabombs.' Ohh God Emperor above, I've seen your wisdom and my faith is renewed!' She screamed in her mind as those two items of awesomeness landed in her lap. She eyed them like a crazy person who just got her favorite toy. Finally she pulled out her toolcase as the krieger also handed her some nades and epxlosions to be.

"Thank you, this will be more than enough... teeheeheee." She giggled with a lovely smile on her face as she started to disassemble the explosives one by one and the first thing was to secure the metal bombs, decide on the arrangement of the explosives in general and she decided the meltas woudl be the outer shell that way the plasma would be thrown furthest away! If it was the core then the chanses were very well the melta will well melt the other explosives if they triggered as a core.

She then pulled pulled herself up and pulled container thing that was probably used to hold spare ammo in the vehicle or something to neatly arrange grenades into it one by fucking one, connecting all of them with a wire net seh just designed to trigger all of them at the very same moment and like that she piled them up. Then pulled a bunch of insulated wire and ducttape, to arrange the meltas on the sides along the demo charges. She wasn't finished with the wiring just yet but when she was going to be, this whole thing will explode with the force of something you compare giant fucking explosions to dammit! and she was planning to have the meltas explode sliver of a moment later than the rest so their effect will be thrown towrads the outside creating even bigger field of explosions. She might have been giggling like someone who loves their job too much would do right now... All she was missing was to be doing in in binary and you'd confuse her for something else right about now.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

I will post tomorrow sorry I completely forgot over some real life stuff happening.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Shepheard's Hotel
Skills: None

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Mosi found herself awakening from a rather crypic dream about cartwheeling monkeys followed by what was without mistake a greek statue of a warrior with a sheild who was doing tapdancing by a riverbed. She rubbed her eyes, her hair freely falling across her skin and moved her legs down from the bed to touch the floor. She yawned and shook her head before reaching for her sketchbook to do a real quick sketch of her dreams." What was I smoking to dream that?" She wondered as she tossed the sketchbook to the side of bed once she was done and moved away from the bed.

After dealing with the usual morning routines she quickly got dressed in a white shirt, some trousers and finally her hat. She was skipping the jacket this time around. Finally she did a quick rundown of things to do today and took her notepad, writing down the dimensions of the short sword like weapon that Aton had gifted her. She was planning on getting a sheath for it today. Once that was done, she walked ot hte window, looked outside, smiled to herself while thinking about her meet up with Rosheen and quickly left the hotel room.

With an almost running gait she was moving down the stairs, waved a hand at the receptionist telling them she'd return at a later point today and that they shouldn't be concerned with tidying her room today and stormed outside. She smiled widely, looking around and then made a sharp turn towards the direction of the museum since the alleyway of wonder as she took to calling it was in that direction.

Rise of the Evos

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Amelia Payne

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

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“Ehhh... no need... I'd do it myself.” She said, her face turning a certain shade darker from the embarrassment. She had to pack up underwear and the like too. She naturally didn't want others to see it. So since she was only bringing clothing of direct necessity after all. She looked away and quickly hopped to where she kept a luggage bag. It wasn't the biggest one out there but she could fit quite a few of her clothing in there.

“I'm from here... I mean from LA to begin with.” She quickly explained.” Been living here in Los Angeles all my life. What about you, Riley?” She added with a shrug, her mind wandering for a moment, her hands stopping gathering clothing. Amelia was thinking about what she wanted to do eventually. Maybe move out of LA, get to see more of the world? She shook her head to focus and resumed working on the luggage being gathered up. She didn't have that many of clothing to choose from. Not that she didn't have enough clothing she had more than enough, but it was all samey with similar patterns or straight out duplicates since she bought cheaply after all for most things. The most expensive piece of clothing she owned was her coat. It was a nice coat after all.

She then jolted when the neighbor made his presence known in his usual manner. She looked at Riley who was being inquisitive about it and nodded.” All the time... Lately it's been getting worse, especially after I fell sick and my powers surfaced.” She explained and looked at the bathroom.” When my powers first appeared I spend days here without leaving any because I couldn't control them and lightning was hitting all the time. I think he got even angrier after that noise. Not that he was nicer before that with the harassement... He tried to grab my ...” She stopped herself from speaking any further and blushed.” Doesn't matter really!” She said waving her hands in dismissing manner.

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Claire Winters

Location: Her home, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore

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Having separated from the two women, Claire drove off to her place without much wasting of time happening. A few traffic lights and the like was all she spend most time waiting on, but overall within reasonable time she got back home and quickly parked the car on her usual spot. Then having exited the car she pulled her umbrella to protect from the rain, walked all the way to the front door of the apartment complex and entered it, closing the umbrella as she did so. Then she proceeded to get to her home and close the door loudly over the sound of the earlier renovation or construction happening. She was not happy about that but whatever.

“Home, sweet home~” She whistled, throwing the jacket on the hanging rack, putting her keychain in the usual place on the main table in case she had to bolt for somewhere at a moment's notice and walked to the bedroom where she undressed from what she was wearing and switched the her rather unique sleepwear which was actually a black silk cultist looking robe complete with a hood and red symbols all around. It was comfi though so that was all that mattered. With that prep done, she threw herself on the bloody red bedsheets, wrapped herself tightly and went to sleep in her jolly bedroom which would probably creep or weird out people if they found out all the sigils and runes on the wall and the magic circles completely with a jagged looking dagger hanging on the wall for maximum cultist vibes.

🦄 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 was really glad to be rid of the crazy German fellow. That said the way said crazy person left was as queery as his usual personality, muttering nonsense while riding his trusty steed...ahm no no steeds here it was a ferret. A magnificent ferret, that made Constantin wonder what the animal saw in it's owner, but who was he to judge? He was walking on embers for fun and life so not exactly the normality there either. He let out a sigh as his eyes moved away from the crazy one and back to Vlad who was eagerly getting more and more enthusiastic.

"...! Of course, Great Bazhooli." Constantin was nearly left without breath once his leather hugged him from the side... POWERFULLY! Also powerfully said loudly near his ears too. Those were at the borderline of hurting also. Took him a moment to regain his bearing, but he nodded in great enthusiasm himself." I thought so too indeed! And vith the local veather the earth shall be moist most of the time so trails should be vell defined and barring any unforseen dovnpours, should remain for quite a vhile!" He added in joyful exclamaition.

"Maybe they are running for something...?" Constantin gave a random suggestion with a hug. He was not terribly into the manner topic for discussion right now. Weddings weren't exactly his thing, but Vlad did pose a good question." Maybe someone vill try to stop it if they try here! Like a lover's traignle, a suitor vho might challenge the groom to a duel or something like that!" He gave even weirder proposition that seemed terribly funny to him. Then again he had heard stories aobut duels here so he wasn't sure if it could actually be the case, but it made a fine story to tell. Maybe they can make out a fire walking performance out of it at a later date!

"Hm?" Constantin made a sound of curiosity as Vlad seemed to be having his moment of brilliance right about now.

🧚🏻‍♀️ 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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"I'm so glad to hear you say it. To hear that you are save." She cried happily over it as she heard the other woman talk and wiped a few tears from her face as she did so. The joy was certianly going strong with her right now. The rush of emotions that was currently happening was the only thing keeping her awake once more given the situation. She smilled, nodded to no one and wiped a few more tears from her face.

"I love you too, Riley." She said quietly, smiling with a wet from the tears face." Alright, we will see tomorrow, it's a promise, alright?" She added quietly and pulled away from the radio slowly, slightly reluctant to let whomever was next for it. She looked at Ray giving him a nod before moving to one of the sleeping bags this time, she didn't throw herself on the creaky sofa. She vaguely recalled the static on the radio which she was too busy thinking about Riley to notice a few moments earlier.

"I wonder what that static was..." She mumbled to herself as she moved into a sleeping bag, curling up at the most comfortable position she can and relaxing down, feeling the drowsiness grow heavy again. The rush of adrenaline from talking to Riley had ended and now it was time to sleep once more. She smiled happily as she nodded off into the lands of dreams, her smile not leaving her face.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Library

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Kosara sighed at hte discoveries she was getting. 2 identical weather phenomenons was too much. One was coincidence two was a pattern. What's more the dates coincided with the two major events which was Riley's disappearance and the mayor's murder. She silently cursed under her breath, writing down everything she's discovered so far and even doing a small sketch of what looked the storm like from the picture she got." Yeah... weather was affected twice... aside that the sky was relatively clear during that period but two weather phenomenons coincide with our dates." She stated and sighed once more." No doubt about it we are dealing with demonic manifestations here." She said quietly and looked at Abe." What about you, gramps? Find anything gewd?"

Saying that she looked over the monitor that Abe was using and grumbled silently, scribbling it down in her notebook too. Yeah it appeared the collector had come for the price." You stupid motherf..." She quietly cursed, but she stopped herself, remembering she was in a library of all places and took a deep breath." Okey so far so good, things appear quite well connected except what's Riley's place in all of this?" Kosara asked and threw a look at Abe. The mayor appeared to be guilty of dealing with the demonic, but what about the girl? She wasn't killed it wasn't a collected deal she was missing which meant they took her for whatever reason." Say Abe, you'v lived her for way longer than I, you've been here for so many years. Have you ever noticed anything strange about the Riley girl? Wierd happenings during earlier years, maybe health issues?" She asked.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Street Outside of Garden City
Skills: None

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"Ohhh what a coincidence!" Mosi exclaimed when Mahendra stated his purpose at the museum. So it was for looking for work and getting himself a job! She could relate to needing work, but the way they were all being drawn towards each other was weirdly coincidental. From her meeting some of them before she even went to the museum to now. It was all almost rehersed. She had noticed it to some of her other life experiences though too. There were times when reality just alligned in weird ways.

She was about to reply when Lauren got them the coveted cab, so she quickly hopped in. "Mmm, was just visiging the museum for the sights and some research into old crafts." She admitted, showing her new weapon she got from Aton." I'm a little bit of a smith you see, so one of my purpose in the museum was to study the local ancient bladed weaponry. Another was to just study the old arts in general. I'm also an artists, mostly deal with sketches though, made some illustrations for books too." She explained with a smile towards Lauren who asked her of how she made her living." Well smithing and drawing are just to make do back home as bonus spending money. Mostly I have to admit it's the money I get from my family that's my living. I plan to eventually break away from it. I mean I can be independent, I've proven it in the past, but if they are willing to give, why shouldn't I use the chance? Especially when I can use said chance to travel." She asked with wide impish smile on he face.

"Mmm I've always liked bartenders." She suddenly stated." Your profession I can respect! Everyone who's selling me drinks is usually alright in my book. Well I'd prefer those who are seeling me alcoholic drinks all the more." She added with another devilish smile, amused at memories.

Since she was the last in the line to get driven home by the cab, she bid the others a fare well as they left and finally when she was by her hotel, she paid the man the last part of the fare and hopped outside. With a happy gait she walked into the hotel and headed towards her room. This was a productive night after all. Without a nary a moment to waste once she was inside her room, she took off the dusty clothes from a day long wandering and laid into the bed, placing her new weapon on the night stand.