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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Alleyway of Wonder -> Road towards the museum
Skills: None

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"Well it isn't going away...damn..." Mosi cursed under her breath as she stood sitting there for a good while, but the sensation wasn't really one that seemed to want to vanish. She sure would love it to go away as soon as it came, but it seemed her plans and what was happening were differing for once. Still it wasn't really too bad to the point of breaking you, it had more akin to being just feverish when you aren't counting the burning sensation on your stomach that is. She pulled herself together and stood up, pulling all her willpower to focus on something, but she wasn't sure on what to. Figuring this shit seemed like the best idea, but she had no clue what that mark meant. The museum guys will know, she realized. After all it was their job, so she turned and started walking towards the museum.

"I sure can go for a drink right about now... make it two." She mumbled to herself as she exited the alleyway." Aaand maybe a cat to sit on my lap. Yeah sounds like a plan. Should get a cat." Mosi mused as she walked, a little shacky at first, but a strong willed person like her wasn't going to let something minor as a fever take her down just yet. She took a few rests now and then, placing a hand on her hurting stomach and the searing brand, but it was nothing major. Luckily the Museum wasn't way too far off from the alley and it didn't really take too long before she could see the magnificent building in the distance.

'I really hope someone can explain what's all this about in there, but who should I ask?' Mosi though as she stopped in place, leaning on a nearby building. The heat and fever didn't mix in too well.' Might try with Akhmed, I know him and if nothing else he's at least going to know what the mark means right?' She reached a conclusion of her question and nodded to herself, resuming her walking towards her destination.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Abe's car

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"A host doesn't die until the demon leaves it..." Kosara stated with flat voice." I can riddle him all the way to cheese hell and he'd still be kicking unless the demon legs it, but I do know what you mean, don't worry I have not as lethal means as well... holy water will do. And we can make more on the fly with a cross so it's all good." She added." Besides we'll be exorcising him, the hosts usually remember some things they've been doing under the control of a demon so that's a plus." She added with a shrug.

"She's got not much choice now taht she's summon a demon. The demon knows here and those suckers hold a grudge. Luckily it's not as easy to return from being exorcised heh." She smiled." She will like what she learns, I have this feeling."

As they arrived and Abe took his stuff in the suitcase, Kosara pulled her own tools. She wasn't carrying as many because well she didn't expect she'd need hers. They were at home, Abe's things stood in his car, but she had her sword, her gun and her knowledge which was all the things she really needed... ohh and a chalk/marker! Also her notebook. It was going to be quite fun. She stood beside Abe, making her most big bad hunter expression for a few moments, but decided it was boring and resumed in a more very relaxed one... A relaxed one carrying a sword that is.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

I'm going to post tomorrow morning. I'm just not feeling to part tonight. >< stomachaches and stuff are not good for post concentration.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City -> London : Northwest Inner Wall
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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Constantin was admittedly not the happiest with the turn of events, but the idea itself was sound enough. This Thalken bastard had the knowledge they needed and he was with them already. He still wasn't liking this person, but work was work and duty towards the circus was before his own personal opinions. As the other person seemed in disbelieve, Constantin bit his lip for a moment in frustration, searching for the words he had to use.” Don't make me repeat myself... It's not like I personally like the idea, but it serves the circus. Now come with me to find the Great Bazhooli.” He explained and waved for the Talink person to follow him.” I still don't like you though...” He added at the end.

Wandering it all it didn't take a experienced tracker to locate Vlad. Constantin sighed and looked at Thalken, displeasure clearly written on his face, but them there was also something else written there. It was the face of someone who was about to get rid of trouble on his hands.” The Bazhooli's in there, you go nov.” He stated and pointed at Vlad's location.” Talk vith him for guide position and possible revards. I have things to do.” He stated and turned on a heel, heading off to help his family with the packing of their tent. There was going to be ample opportunity to pay even more vengeance on Thalken. Probably non lethal one of course. He wasn't a enemy to be killed...for the moment anyways.

Still they packed all the luggage and tents safely away, Constantin made sure to tuck his stage clothes away into a bundle in between the other clothes for maximum safety and he also put his spare saber away with the clothing while he was at it. Better have the spare there in case it's needed later. AS the circus moved away from their camp location and to the wall, something was off. “Vhat's going on here?” He said, his voice filled with suspicion. Something was clearly off with the whole picture, but he for sure couldn't put his hands onto what it was and that was making him nervous.

🧚🏻‍♀️ 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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Their treck to the grocery store was a quick and productive one. As usual 2 bags filled with goodies were bought and munchies were all prepared. After quickly getting back to the house, Amelia and Nate went to the kitchen to procure the coveted glasses, plates and cups to place all the munchies on. She was glad to have the help since it was frankly a lot of munchies they might have gotten overboard this time, but hey it was going to eaten all anyways. Finally the other three joined in carrying the tableware over to the living room where the D&D session was going to take place. The table was already covered with a good amount of gaming stuff. The character sheets were there, maps of areas, empty sheets and the cardboard box where they threw the dice so they can be sure they wouldn't roll off the table. Everything was prepared.

“Alright let's get the game on the road...” Jason stated as he took the GM seat and the others lined across the other seats.” Okey wait... Amelia didn't we make you a new character after your last one kicked the bucket?” Jason suddenly asked as he noticed that she was pointing at her sheet and trying to get the chance to tell him that he gave her the old sheet.

“Yeah we did! You took it with that pile of old maps and said you'd add it to the pile later!” She replied to him and Jasom made a conflicted expression while he was trying to remember what he did with it.

” Ohh...” He muttered as his expression turned grim.” It was with those old scrap maps... I threw this out since my little sister scribbled all over them. Sorry... Seems we will need to quickly make you a new one... Where were the blank character sheets...” He mumbled rummaging through the piles of paper he had with him.

“Dammit Jason why is it always Amelia's characters that you lose? This is the third!” Sylvie stated shacking her head in desperation.

“Bad luck! It's the gremlins!” He excused himself before Guy whacked him on the back of the head.

“Gremlins are for machinery.” Guy stated. If Amelia was the generally quiet one from shyness around new people, then Guy was the quiet one because he rarely spoke to begin with. He was of the think real hard before speaking kinds of guys.

“It's good... let me quickly make a new one.” Amelia mumbled with a slightly tired sigh and quickly started filling her new Half-elf Inquisitor character. Luckily she had gotten quite adept at filling out character sheets by now. Since this was her third one to fill out at least because of a loss of a sheet. Aside that she had all the dead characters.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Valencia Johnson

Location: The Framework
Skills: N/A

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Valencia was by the entrance when the alarm was spotted, she quickly halted and pulled a little back as Novikova called for them to wait.” I know... these things have to be done methodically despite everything.” She stated with a smile, waiting for the tech specialists to neutralize the alarm. Given enough time and preparations the ops agents should be able to deal with the targets even if the alarm was rang, but the perfect mission scenario often called for silence of all alarms. If it was only herself she'd opt to infiltrate through a side entrance or even one of the windows by scaling the walls if she had to.

As they were waiting for the girl to neutralize the alarm, Johnson looked around, studying the surroundings again. There was the needed time to clear the door of the alarm, but some of them were running out of patience. How is someone that impatient an agent, wondered Valencia, but shrugged it off. She was an agent and she was adrenaline junkie more or less so who was she to judge. Still shit didn't hit the fan at least until the door vanished leaving a big hole instead. That she didn't expect and mind you was not a good thing since they could spot hostiles on the other side. She went for her sidearm... Then discovered she didn't have a sidearm. What? Wait she wasn't carrying it usually at the academy, but assumed some weapons will be given in the simulation, she guessed wrong then.

As Cassandra jumped into action, Valencia was not far behind. She moved through the breach next to the senior agent, her eyes locked at Wonderland. The woman had neutralized one of her own soldiers so that was good, but her powers which didn't allow for a hand to hand combat was not as good. Still they had to neutralize her and Valencia acted as fast as her mind allowed to. In a reach of a moment she grabbed the nearby extinguisher, aimed it at Wonderland and pulled the trigger. At luck it had filler in it! Amazing! It shot out and with good aiming and luck, Val nailed her right in the mouth with the extinguisher! Wonderland was naturally not well with it as she started gagging right away. Hey one successful distraction done.

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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" Now that's the most stupid idea you could get..." Claire replied with a complete straight face at the man." Imagine you prove that we are 'Next stage of Evolution' of the human race. Do you have any idea what will happen?" She asked." At the very least there will be hell of a public unrest that people like that exist. The Unknown scares people and the fact that others possess powers most don't will raise a wave of absurd kind of civil movements and the like. Registrations, persecution yadayadayada..." She waved her hand in annoyed manner." Remember the Xmen cartoon? That's what's going to probably happen more likely than not minus the giant robots as fucking epic as that would have been. Ohh and don't get me started on the way the militaries and black ops branches that will go into such a glee at the chance for superhuman soldiers." She stated, not minding her language since she was god damn sleepy." Frankly I should neutralize you right away to stop any possible danger to me and probably figure out a way to hide the information about my sick leave... Cause I bet that's how you found me." She stated, shooting a dangerous glare at him." Nahh too much of a bother and unless one of us goes with you and publically demonstrates their power, any sane person will dismiss you like hte usual kind of nutjob." She added.

"Anyways as to answer your question, it took a few weeks for my body to recuperate after getting sick from whatever this is." She replied and walked to the kitchen, returning with a glass of water." Look buddy... I've had a long nightshift, didn't get much sleep before it either so I'm running on coffee fumes here. You woke me like 10 minutes after I went to bed so I'm really not in a mood to deal with you much longer. So if you have any other great questions and ideas that might lead to public executions and witchhunts please ask them so I can kick you out and resume my blissful sleep. We MIGHT resume the talk at a later date if I feel like it or you can make it worth my while."

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Amelia Payne

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

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"If you could turn invisible, you would have been quite perfect fit as the invisible woman." Amelia said with a huge grin after the talk moved to marvel and DC. After all the fantastic four were pretty famous superhero team as far as comics and animations went." Well even without the invisibility you still will make a fine superhero if you ask me. Music star by day and superhero at night hehehe." She added with a slight giggle." Sounds like a pair of impossible to combine professions though... I hear musicians have really busy schedules."

"I make a good fit for Thor... sort of, but i will need a hammer. If I had a chinese wide bamboo hat I would make a fine Raiden from Mortal Kombat." She let out another smile, thinking about hte possible cosplays she can pull off that would be thematically suiting to her newfound powers." Actually I want to do it now... dress like Raiden or Thor and let out electricity... at a place where I cannot hurt anyone of course." Amelia mused to herself. After all the dream of almost all geeks was to have the powers of their favorite fiction characters. No matter if that meant superpowers or be a huge space marine or something wielding chain swords and firing rockets from a gun.

"So aside singing, do you have anything else you like to do?" Amelia asked, trying to learn about her new friend and roommate." Any reading or maybe a sport?"

🦄 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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"Tasty~" She mused to herself as the meal got served so she quickly got to eating it. A good meal was as always good for a decent pondering of importan questions such as the meaning of life, whats the purpose of her existence and why on earth would she be stood up like that especially after she was pretty sure that both of them with Rosheen hit it off rather nicely. It was best friend material potential as far as Mosi was concerned, that and just spending time with that redhead was quite very fun. She wouldn't mind another ride on the bike. That was fun and adrenaline raising.

Then she started feeling something was off... Her hand reached for her stomach. First it was a slight tingling sensation then it started building at the pit of the stomach. This was not a good sensation especially as it was building strength. Finally it build up to a spendling impact like someone had punched her in the stomach nicely completelyd with a burning sensation that felt like she was torched up." Fuuu..." She curshed as she curled up, face planted on the counter next to her plate, her hands still holding the burning hurting stomach of hers. For crying out loud what was happening now?!

She lost her track of the surroundings as she let out a pained groan, grinding her teeth for a good while until the feeling somewhat subsided. Still it was one hell of an unpleasant experience. Her head was still spinning, she was sweating, but she also felt slightly cold, in otherwords she felt like she had a bloody fever... out of nowhere... in the middle of a desert city! Finally as the sensation faded ever more, she slowly pulled up from her curled position and blinked a few painful times, holding her stomach area and one place at perticular felt still burning with intense pain." Thank you for the food..." She mumbled, pulling away from the foodplace and with really shaky steps moving away, using the wall as support. She didn't remember for walking to be so unpleasant in the past ever... The burning sensation on the stomach was intense and it was pulling with each step as her skin and muscles were moving.

Mosi more or less staggered all the way to a more secluded place on the side between the two buildings by the staircase which led to Rosheen's place and a little further to be somewhat out of view before she pulled her shirt up a little to see what was causing this insufferable burning sensation." What is this dammit?" She mumbled, seeing the mark, before putting her shirt back down to cover her stomach. Her head was still a little cloudy from the fever like sensation so she sat down, her back to the wall to let her mind clear up.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Abe's car

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She sighed and shook her head, pulling the long bag from the backseat where she was keeping her sword." That's why I guess I should be prepared..." She mumbled and pulled a permanent sharpie to circle a few devil traps on the blade itself. It wasn't the most elegant way of doing it, but dammit it could probably buy a few moments or something. At least she was good with the drawing circles if nothing else." Well might keep it in place if I stab it for ehh... a few hours maybe. Depends on how well the ink holds. Also this is a good point to always make more bullets just in case we ever need them. Having good provisions and stock is what wins wars."

"I know my job, Abe." Kosara replied with a shrug." Exorcising also pains them to hell so it can be used for interrogation... by the way do we have any syringes? Holy water in the veins is a real good way to get them talking!" Kosara smirked, putting the sword bag in the bag and tossing it under the back seat.

"Well doesn't matter... She's a good girl, but we will need to put her under control or training... she already knows how to summon demons. As hunters we cannot leave her to move about free... Either we teach her the way of a hunter to put that knowledge to good use or we have to find a way to stop her from using it. Either way is not a good solution, but better that than her ending as the next demon summoner or an evil witch. Demons after all are the source of many witches." She added with a hint of desperation and fatigue.

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

Satilla Valen

Location: The Tower, Floor 1.
Interacting With: Ancient cosmic powers of the load bearing boss cliche and the sturdy floor!

Satilla's movement was well hindered by the tower coming down around them. By the sounds of it the top floors were collapsing and it was probably only a matter of brief moments in time before the first floor gives way too. She was silently reciting prayers to all the good spirits for help and hopefully to survive this ordeal. She was a good witch, but if she survived this hse was so getting a few weeks rest from helping anybody and doing anything.

She nearly busted her hind areas as she was stumblign down the stairs." Spirits!" She shouted, but luckily it came to pass without any major health related issues... be they just butt related. She let out another silent prayer of gratitude to the good spirits as she stumbled forward despite the shaking so she moved away from the stairs somewhat. Yeah she was making progress, but it appeared she was the last one in line. Yeah well she was going to make it! Yes no matter hwat she was going to make it, but in the small percent chance she didn't, at least she didn't ever give herself to darkness and become an evil witch! So she was happy with herself to keep morale up.