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WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

Vala was completely oblivious to the growing commotion around her as she was off tinkering with explosives. It was so partly because she had to concentrate on the task and partly because she god damned loved to tinker with stuff and rigging explosives was just a step away from rigging proper weapons. Maybe in a previous life he was a mechanicus magus or something who knew.

"Oi... keep it more quiet you do not want to know what happens if I cross two wires by mistake here. Ohh where did I put the melta ignition cable again... ehh... found it!" She suddenly stated away as Elisha began his rant about his story, but she didn't give a crap about it hell even registered it. Working with such a quanity of grags and meltas on top of it tended to do that.

"Now... where was I... ohh yea rigging the triggers..." She mumbled as she got to wire setting again, muttering some numbers.

"01001001 00100000 01110011 01110111 01100101 01100001 00100000... actually no 01110010..." Speaking with some difficulty in binary since she didn't have a mechanicus speaker device. She was still well versed in the art of cursing and swearing in binary too!

"We are so 01100100 01100101 01100001 01100100~!" She continued her little mumbles as if she was using trhe moment to practice her binary skills! Who knew maybe she was plannign to attend a magus convention, but more likely than not she was just wanting to be able to swear at tech priests the same way they swore at her in regular basis.

🦄 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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"Dobre, Dobre... Good!" Constantin stated as Thalken replied to him. He took a deep breath and nodded." Alright, Thalken. Good name... better than Talink boy anyways." He muttered as they got the show on the road. It didn't really take long for the man to start speaking as a canary about the flag. Constantin was just nodding and remembering everything and was just about to get a move on it to report to Vlad before he froze in his step, recalling Vlad's other request.

"Okey thank you for the information. Yes sort of... not my place to talk." Constantin stated before shrugging his head. They were going after Veta, but she was searching for that other woman so it was a weird story to talk about, on that it wasn't his job to explain." Look here, The Great Bazhooli has a need of a guide, someone vho's knoving the local things." Constantin stated, looking at Thalken." Vhat vould you say about vorking for the circus as a guide for a vhile? I'm sure ve vill think of something to benefit you in return." He added, thinking that the other man would certainly wouldn't do anything without personal profit.

"Look I don't like you, you obviously do not like me... But I vill prefer a guy vho's obvious to his dislike of me rather than a backstabbing self pleased arrogant piece of... anyhow. Let's just pencil a dislike of locals in general. Once more, I'm sure this vill be a benefitting deal for you too, you can talk about the conditions vith the Bazhooli himself!" He added with grumpy voice.' Because I surely do not want to deal with you any more than it's absolutely needed...' He thought.

🧚🏻‍♀️ 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 the arrangements for the D&D session were out of the way, Amelia quickly dressed up in something to leave the house with, took her wallet and left after leaving a note on the fridge where she was going. Without wasting too much time she headed in the direction of the place they were going to be gathering. It was the house of one of her sort of friends... ehh game buddies yeah. They used to gather up a lot to play board and tabletop games, but she wasn't sure if she'd call them true friends. A normal friend maybe? She didn't really know, it was hard to decide, still it was good time to spend with the group.

On the way she decided not to pass by a grocery store since they were going to be pooling together some money to buy up snacks and drinks for the gathering when they were all together. Thus with a happy expression and mood she walked until she reached the house and rang the doorbell." Who is it?" A voice rang, it was the voice of Jason.

"Amelia!" She replied with joyful voice and he opened the door to greet her. It wasn't a complex greeting. Her just welcomed her in with a smile and offered her some slippers if she wished. Over at the livingroom the others had already gathered so she was the last one to arrive. All goether there were 5 of them including Amelia." Hey. How are you guys?" she called them and they nodded in reply. Jason, Amelia, Guy, Sylvie and Nate, the oddball group of the highschool.

"Alright people you know the drill, let's gather up the money and get shopping, we've got a game to play and dragons to kill!" Jason stated in enthusiastic manner, pointing imaginary staff to the ceiling. Amelia smiled and rolled her eyes and she wasn't the only one. The other girl in the group also did something similar, but added a facepalm.

"Yeah, yeah yeah..." Nate stated in flat voice. Nate tended to be the straightman in the group so he got shit done by reminding the others that it had to be done and not fooling around." Okey let's go." He added and handed Amelia the gathered up money. She was being the group's wallet as usual since Nate trusted her to not do anythign stupid. One time they gave Jason the money and he returned later after buying only bitter sodas saying they were on sale or something.

"You can trust me, I'm not going to approve of anything beside the usual." She replied proudly. The usual being discount orange sodas, colas and chips of varying types of course. Though lately they had started to buy cookies too just to sweeten stuff during playing because the salty chips were too much at times.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

@ihinkaohhh ooopps my bad

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

Valencia Johnson

Location: The Framework
Skills: N/A

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Val made a face that one makes when they are really disappointed in something when she heard about the non lethal authorization they were given only. She always found that completely and utterly absurd. Going non lethal against people who most obviously will enjoy killing you was downright stupid. Even if they didn't kill the humans because they might be just a hired hands or forced into it, they should be taking care of their mutant enemies more permanently. Chances are that if they themselves are caught by the enemy, their fate would be near certain death unless the evil guys want to trade prisoners.

She was just about prepared to head slowly and surely into sneaking to help taking care of the guards when shit went to the fan with a speed comparable to the speed of sound. Novikova protected them with her earth bending powers, she'd better call her Toph from now on and then there was Kelley's power that protected them too. Cassandra their team leader was the only one to get nailed by three shots it seemed, but luckily her power stopped them well enough.

Then the badguys got neutralized by Agent Reed in quick notice with a stunt weapon. Still not the perfect solution in Val's eyes, but it will have to do. She quickly moved in to take part of the entrance breach.” Got it, boss. ” She stated, pulling her own sidearm, she wasn't really sure what her power was as it had yet to manifest, but she hoped it was useful to have. Anyhow as long as they weren't killed all was fair game right? She'd just shoot them in the legs, it was effective enough to put a person to the ground. She was now only waiting for a signal to commence the breaching.

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

Location: Her home, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Trevor the GeneticLab Annoyance.@Nallore

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"Mhm..." Claire made a sound as she let the weird man enter. All things be fair she enjoyed him turning away when he saw what she was wearing. It was amusing to tease people like that. She stepped aside with a smile, leaving him a clear entry and walked into the living room, waiting for him to join." Good because I wouldn't give you more than 10 minutes given it's how much you let me sleep before you woke me up. Get on with it, so we cal all go back to our routines." She stated with indifferent voice, trying to pick any thoughts from him she can get her hands on and also pulled her phone, setting a ten minute timer on it." There you've got ten minutes to finish setting your presentation or whatever OR 10 minutes to make me give you some extra time... Be careful though I also take away time in some cases." She was half making a joke game out of it as she pulled a sheet of paper and a pen to write down notes.

"Annnnnnd I can see where this is going." She stated, taking the business card." Genome studies is it... or should I say genetic manipulation, super soldier projects and world domination or something?" She asked with a huge grin and the most theatrical manner possible." Seriously I was wondering how much time it would take before someone 'interested' in this shows up. Okey that only explains what you will get out of meeting me, tell me now what you want and what I get out of it before I start taking minutes away from the remaining time." Claire most innocently smiled, her face having this innocently expecting look to it.

Around the living room it was normal enough though if you do not count one of the walls that was covered by a huge wall of bookshelves with rows upon rows of books. Some were more typical modern novel ones others were clearly older with classical stype hard covers. Genres and authors varied all over the place too.

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Amelia Payne

Location: Riley's car, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nallore

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"I see, thank you." Amelia said quietly as Riley opened the car. Without wasting much of time, she put her luggage on the back seats. She was really careful not to put it on and near Riley's guitar though. She suspected the other woman loved her guitar a lot and she understood such things. Thus once her luggage was neatly secured and not hindering anything or anyone, she entered the car and took the passenger seat, putting on the safety belt and everything like a good little passenger. Didn't want them to be pulled off by teh cops because she screwed up and forgot to put on the belt.

"Ahh no, no need... I had a hotdog earlier before we met for the first time at that store." She explained quickly." So I'm not really hungry... But if you want, we can go! It's no problem at all!" She added with a nervous laughter. She didn't want to stop her friend from having a grub if she needed after all." Which reminds me I met a dog earlier, I usually do not like dogs, but that one I got okey with... I wonder what the poor thing will be doing." She mumbled, recalling the dog, but then shook her head vigorously." What am I even thinking about. It was just a dog... you probably aren't happy to hear me talk about nonsense... ehh hahaha..." She lauhed nervously yet again.

"I can't believe this is happening though." She eventually mumbled." I mean superpowers! Then meeting other people through what appears to be out of body experiences! It sounds like the plot for a superhero tv show or something. Okey, I shut up now." Amelia smiled, suddenly getting a glint of inspiration, but decided it was probably bad idea to draw in the car and distract Riley so she just tried to preserve the inspiration by making a mental image of a superhero suit.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Alleyway of Wonder
Skills: None

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Having arrived at the Alley, Mosi quickly discovered the fact that Rosheen was not at the foodstand. She made a gesture of greeting to the man there whom she recalled from yesterday and walked around and towards the side where the entrance to Rosheen place was. She remembered they had agreed today to meet so might as well check there. With a agile pace she more or less almost running as she finally located the door from yesterday. She knocked on the door a few times and waited.” Rosheen?” She called again, but to no avail as no response was being had that moment. For all she knew it was empty.

Mosi was being a little confused while standing there in front of the door. This had not happened to her quite before. Of all things to happen to be stood up... “ Well.... hmmm... what now?” She mumbled to herself and turned on her heels to leave and head to the food place around.” Have you seen Rosheen?” She tried to explain, making the intonation fall under the name, but to her mystery it appeared that the redhead woman was nowhere to be seen around here right now. 3 days off...

“Ohhh bugger...” She mumbled and sat down on one of the stools. Might as well right? She gestured the the man whom Rosheen worked with.” Bring me something to eat and drink if you can.” She said in friendly voice while also gesturing around, her mind wandering off as she was trying to think off what to do now that she suddenly had a huge hole in her schedule. She sighed and shook her head.” This is not how I planned this day, but better think of how to make the best of it. After meal I will go shopping for a sheath. Yeah... a sturdy leather one.” Mosi mumbled to herself, waiting for food to be brought.

Mass Effect: Insurrection

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Clara Fortia

Location: Citadel Presidium, Remembrance of Fallen Heroes

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Clara sighed as she walked around the Presidium's section dedicated to the reaper war. Remembrance of Fallen Heoes was it. She looked about. There were quite a few people around and if you knew where to look, you'd see a decent number of security assets scattered about too. Be it the obvious Geth or the less obvious civilian clothing cops more likely than not. She wouldn't be surprised to spot a few specters around probably too, but she wasn't busy looking for them and frankly she had been outo f hte loop for about a year now since her retirement. She wouldn't know the newest faces in the line of work unless they got public attention over the news networks or something. All in all she was actually surprised she even got an invitation to this event. She was not what you'd call an official Alliance soldier after her switch to black ops. For all intensive purposes she shouldn't have a single combat record to her name that the military can admit to know of. Guess someone pushed papers and invited her non the less for a work well done or something.

She passed by to get a drink only to notice a N7 operative of all things. He seemed to be having a good time. It was nice to see the olde alliance aces still making a show of appearance here and there. She gave in to memories for a moment, recalling how she wondered if she should decline the black ops proposition and hope to get an N7 one eventually and how she decided against that and took the job. It wasn't easy to get into the N7 program even for someone who seemed ot do great like her. Snapping back from her thoughts she grabbed a glass of wine nad moved away to a nearby wall where she leaned back and took a sip from her drink, observing the people gathered, studying them the way only someone who was used to military undercover ops would be used to. Asari, Turian, Geth and so on. All these species once struggling at each others throats officially and unofficially. Silly to think they went punch to punch with hte Turians only to later work so closely together against the Reapers huh. How the world works.

Suddenly she felt a shiver in her right arm... well she didn't have her right arm anymore so she looked down at her cybernetic replacement. She was dressed in a long sleeved shirt so only by looking at her hands you could see the fact they were artificial.' A phantom feeling eh?' She thought, recalling the many times she used to get those especially after a freshly replaced limb. She wondered if she should have gone with the replacelent limbs being grown or cloned for use, but those took more time than a cybernetic replacement and she didn't have the time to spare back on duty. It wasn't so bad though once you get used to the lack of feelings in your limbs and the tiny machine sounds you can sometimes catch glimpse of at the dead of night when there's no other noise to cover it. Then there was the ocasional phantom pain ohh well. Luckily her replacement limbs were mostly hidden under the long shirt and the long skirt though glimpses of them could still be seen." This wine's actually quite good... better grab me another glass." She mumbled to herself and went for a replacement drink.

🦄 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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“So it seems for the time being. I'm surprised too. Usually Tretiy Glaz can be so quiet for so long time for me.” Constantin nodded in agreement with Vlad. The fact that the ability seems to be speaking to him so much today had not gone unnoticed to him either. It was just weird... maybe the frequency of visions was boosted by some circumstance? Could be or it could be pure luck. He wouldn't count on some overarching reason, but who knew.

“Ohhh...” He replied, his eyes trailing at the direction Vlad was looking. Constantin gave a quiet sigh, but then reassuringly nodded.” I will talk with him. A person vho knovs these things vill be a good thing to have. As the Great Bazhooli vishes it to.” He stated and headed off to where he had left Thalken just earlier. He shouldn't be too far away given the situation and the little time that had passed.

The Talink boy seemed to be marching away from him so he ran after him.” VAIT, TALING BOY!” He called with clearly displeased voice, rushing after the man.” I got to ask you about a green flag vith a stag. Have you seen such a thing?” He called after Thalken. While he wasn't happy to talk with him, he also had to do it because Bazhooli wanted it. Circus above himself... Though the idea of pistol whipping Thalken was still crossing his mind. A few moments on the embers and he'd spill his beans if the need arose.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Library

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"Say what?!" Kosara asked as her dash halted as suddenly as a lightningbolt from a clear sky. She looked at Abe in disbelief, half about to ask him if he was just messing with her for fun and giggles, but then saw his expression as he was waiting for her to get into the car so they can go whereever Jenna was. She looked around for a moment before jumping into the car and putting the seatbelt on." Just to check do we have any deviltrap bullets with us?" She asked slightly concerned.

"Smart girl, I knew she was trying to dig up supernatural lore and learning things. Hell she was talking shop with me 'hypotetically'. She was up to something, but didn't expect this so soon." Kosara smiled and shook her head." Jenna's a smart girl indeed. Well better hope that trap they pulled holds the demon until we reach them because things will be dire... we'd be lucky if we find anything intact on her body if the trapped demon gets their hands on her. Guess we will have a chance to see first hand what exorcism incantations cause to a demon. I hear it hurts them real good. Also I'm sure there's some holy water back in the trunk. This will hurt the bastard."

After the disappearance of Riley, Kosara now only hoped that they get to Jenna in time. If that trap fails it was almost certainly an end to the ones who trapped it. Stupid girl, she had to tell them what she was planning. Both of them with Abe would have helped her with it.