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Stargate: The Living Gods

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Flynn Jenkins

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Location: Stargate Command(Locker Rooms & Armory-> Gate Room)

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"Alright, in this case we are completely ready to go." Flynn stated with a grin and started walking for the gate room." Once we are through the gate, we are going to be following along the road leading towards the settlement. Main directive will be to use the forest around as cover until we locate the Tok'Ra agent or they locate us." Flynn explained as the sound and light notifications around suggested that hte gate was being dialed. They would enter the gate room just as the fith symbol was being dialed in.

The gray huge gate was spinning, the sound of it being incredibly loud. It was truly a marvel of it's very own. He always enjoyed looking at the gate as it was being dialed. As soon as the seventh symbol was locked, the event horizon formed with the patented outburst forward." Chevron 7 locked." The voice over the comm system said from the control room.

"Good luck, SG-17." The general's voice was heard as he had as always arrived for the departure of the expedition teams. Flynn gave a nod and waved for the rest of his team to follow him to the gate. He walked with a calm step, having done this a lot of time in the past already. He knew well that the experience of going out there and seeing the wonders was worth all the danger. He smiled and stopped just before the event horizon, throwing a look at his team, wondering if they were feeling nervous about their first trip through the gate.

"I'm waiting for you on the other side." He said with a grin and stepped through. The familiar sensation hit him right away as everything shifted and changed. Then in the next moment he walked through on the other end. From the contained gate room illuminated by lamps, he suddenly found himself right in the middle of a lush forest. Up in the sky there could be seen a moon that was quite a lot closer than Earth's and then there was also the sun which was a slightly different hue of yellow. As expected there wasn't anyone present which was good. He stepped forward and waited for his team to join him.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Headland: D3 -> E3(House Map)
Skills: N/A

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After she got her shot and took one down, Amelia heard Riley's voice calling her to get down. She complied right away, attempting to get the hell out of dodge when more gunshot sounded. By the time she looked up to see what had transpired, it was all over. They had taken all 3 of them down! She looked around in panic, half expecting them to get up and shoot at them and half expecting more people to show up, but no one appeared. Tati eventually went to check them for signs of life and the result was that they were all dead. Amelia took a deep breath and sighed in relief." Thank god." She muttered and looked at Riley, giving her lover a big happy smile. She was so glad they were all alive and no one had gotten really hurt. Though she was most happy Riley was alright." You're alright... right? You didn't get hurt or anything?" Amelia asked Riley with highly concerned voice, despite the fact there was no way anything to have happened to Riley. Hey she was a little bit paranoid when it came to the musician's safety, she couldn't help it.

"Got it." Amelia quietly replied to Tati's orders. As the woman left to find the others and bring them back, Amelia quickly located a big sturdy knife and went to work on making sure these bastards can't rise again and cause them problem in teh long run. With the big knife in hand, she walked over to tehir corpses and with great eagerness started stabbing away at their heads, making sure to destroy the brain and make sure they stay bloody dead. She was especially eager to do this since she thought of how much danger Riley could have been if things had gone wrong.

In no time flat the 3 bastards had their heads and brains turned into something that didn't really resemble a proper head anymroe. She pulled away and took a breath." Riley... Where do we toss these bastards?" Riley asked, looking at her lover. She had already taken care of them possibly returning so all that was left was to dispose of the corpses from the house. Getting a house finally after so long in the Horde Buster... She looked forward to it. Hopefully they can stay around a while.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: The Bristol Ship
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive), Perception

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"It's alright, Great Bazhooli. It doesn't hurt too much anymore." Constantin commented having completely healed Vlad's nose. That was one good thing that happened, what followed next was not as much to his like though. The captain dared to call him an asshole. Constantin's eyebrows locked in a displeased manner as he stared at the man. Who was he to have the right to judge him? He right away was about to jump onto the man... with words of course. He wasn't going to get into a fight just because he was called something. Then he sighed and looked at Vlad and then at Ludwig. True the German fellow had his uses and he wasn't really reponsible completely for what happened.' Maybe I overreacted a little...' He thought to himself. He was still going to play some kind of prank on the man for the snot, but there really wasn't a need to be mean about it as he was until now. He sighed and looked to the side. No way in hell was he apologizing though.

So these guys were the La Canela. He noted that the ships were getting closer now... they were actually coming to them? Well that was fine, but why? He had to note that that one was a bigger ship. A lot bigger than the fishing ship they were on. As the ships were pulling to one another, he looked about the dark cold water. He didn't like the water, he in fact damned feared it. On that note a thought passed through his mind, the bigger ship meant more things between him and the water than this one. What he didn't like though was the idea of moving ships. Not that it was even suggested... It was just an thought that came to him.

When the ships finally were side by side and the woman from the bigger ship appeare, the woman apparently really knew Ludwig. Though when Ludwig stated that he joined the circus, Constantin felt a twitch in his eye. Then sighed.' Well... he ain't completely vrong since ve travel vith him as companions...' The firewalker realized. He made a great mental efford to change his thinking of Ludwig a little for the better at least as starters.' He didn't mean that back at the camp... it wasn't intentional... no need to hold killer grudge...' He repeated to his mind and managed to form a slightly better image of the loony fellow in his mind. Beside they did owe him for the opened wall and then the ship idea, though the later did get screwed up a lil since they were too far off shore and apparetnly out of the desired location. It did prove Ludwig's beneficial effect with his presence. And while he was very hard to understand, he wasn't annoying... Just mildly hyperactive. As for the talking that was bound to happen, he knew full well it was Vlad's domain. The firewalker was just going to go with the Bazhooli's decisions.

Torchlight

And posted. Was going to last night but sort of procrastinated then a lil bit too much. Sorry about that.

Torchlight

Alliana was quite silent as they were traveling. She kept her eyes closed for the most part, leaving other senses to do the observation of the surroindings rather than her eyes. Everything minute from the sense of smell that changed or the tiny sounds that were slowly drifting in the air. It was all changing. There was another rason why she did it too of course... the sun. While she could stand the sun well enough, it didn't mean she was completely safe from it's curse. It was damn right unpleasant most of the time, bright lights were searing for her eyes, but she stood them when she had to. After all the best time to hunt vampires was during the day. Granted she could hunt them well enough at night too.

She finally opened her eyes after they had entered the decaying old woods and neared the town of Ash... if it could be called that. Her eyes locked on the view outside right away, weirdly feeling at home at these cursed looking woods. She could feel by the rocking sensation of the damned carriage that the road was really not up to par from civilized lands. She narrowed her eyes and looked around at the other passengers in teh cart, before taking a slight breath.

" Guess we are about to arrive soon..." She spoke with amused voice her face revealing a naturally seductive grin. She wasn't even trying to be alluring, but with a pretty face as hers even that sly smile was seductive." Anyone of you ever fought a creature of the night and evil before?" She asked, wondering how many of them had actually ventured into the lairs of horrors.

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@GodOfWar@The Fated Fallen@Paradoxial@Nameless@Eisenhorn

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Heroes of Olympus: the Next Age of Heroes

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Alana Colt

Location: Camp Half-Blood, Mess Hall

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Alana gave Brynn a vague smile as the woman replied to her. She herself wasn't really the most emotionally expressive person, so small smiles and friendly expressions was more or less what you could get out of her most of the time. One of the very few exceptions to the rule was Zoey. The two of them seemed to be in a rather decent mood and with the Mess Hall cleaning up, it was a good time. Alana sighed in a brief relief, luckily for her she wasn't sure during the rush hour of the morning breakfast. Well she preferred cooking for lunch better anyways. And she still waited for bloody permission to cook dog meat dishes dammit. Apparently the other peopl held no appreciation for her canine menu she proposed. Very bad... that's what dogs were good for anyways... meat and making nice leather or fur.

“Ehh... more or less the usual... while breakfast is important meal, it's usually the most simple one.” Alana mumbled about the breakfast thing.” Zoey, your nose should be pretty spot on for the most part.” She said with a smile, giving the air a sniff too. That said, there was a tinge of disapproval from her voice. On her opinion, they should have went for more lighter breakfast today and probably more fruit.

“Thank you.” She said as the door was open for them and she entered.” Yeah I remember that chore... CTF, couldn't they've figured out something more... I don't know innovative? On the talk of the CTF, hopefully for lunch they realize that the meals shouldn't be too heavy in order to lessen the physical burden for the game later... Too full of a stomach is bad for the body and will quite literally lead to bad physical performance for a good while. So don't eat too heavily later." Alana shrugged.” Besides I wonder how few will be using guns again...” She shook her head, it wasn't a bad thing. Who would have thought that BULLETS TRAVEL FAST? She seriously doubted the sanity of a lot of people here. They had to get in touch with the modern world otherwise they were quite literally doomed. While not superiors in everything to melee combat, guns held a lot of advantages that people here mostly ignored.” Know what, I will kneecap him to make it easier to be tackled.” Alana suddenly chimed in when her friend said she was tackling Ry. She vaguely noticed a wild Ezekiel in the distance. Then he quickly crossed the distance and appeared by them. Welp...

Then it wasn't until the guy pointed it out that Alana realized Brynn had changed her hair color. Well that was fine... Alana really didn't care much about it.

Torchlight

postin tomorrow

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

Location: New York City, New York
Interacting With: Colleague@Nallore

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Claire was rather suspicious as she entered the office of the captain. Being called like this was weird and she wasn't sure what to expect. The initial thoughts of possible administrative punishment or IA action quickly gave way to the fact she hadn't done anything bad really. Her captain's voice also didn't suggest something bad so she just complied and entered the office with a smile noticing another person there. She rose an eyebrow as she was handed over a case. Wait she was being assigned to tail a detective? This was damn weird actually... While she was happy for the chance, she wasn't sure of the intentions behind this. She gave her boss a look, trying to read anything from him and then glanced at the detective she was to shadow. He had nodded to her so she nodded to him also.

On that topic, she managed to reach and read some of her boss's thoughts. He appeared to be genuinly thinking this was a good chance for her and that she was going to turn into a good detective one day. She wasn't sure why this was happening and this didn't completely answer that question. Well as the old saying went, she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. She smiled and took her folder." Thank you, Captain. I will go pick up my partner and settle in for the end of my shift. Thank you again, for the chance." She replied and quickly exited his office, heading for the detecive's desk." I'm looking forward to working with you, Detective." She said with a smile." I'm guessing tomorrow instead for patrol, I directly report to you?" She asked.

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Amelia Payne

Location: Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nalloreand @Jasonhero Fumiko "Kuīn" Nakamura

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Amelia was flustered up as she quickly changed back into her clothing. Now that Riley had said that she had to take it, Amelia kind of didn't feel like she got a choice in the matter. Fumiko had expressed the desire for her to get them as well. This was just uncomfortable for her, but at the same time she wanted to please her friends even a little. Moving back into her previous clothing finally she took a deep breath and folded the new clothing pieces. She swore to herself that she was going to figure out a way to repay them at a later day somehow. Maybe in the future she was going to be the one to buy them something... but she had to find a new job. Alright she steeled herself to begin job hunting from tomorrow onward. It was a good thing to change her job anyways if there was someone hunting people like them with Riley, going to and back from work in the dead of night or early dawn, wasn't always the best idea.

"Alright... I will... take these..." She mumbled as she pulled out of the changing room and looked at her friends." I cannot afford them aside the shirt though..." Amelia said quietly filled with embarrassment over how she had to get other people buy her clothing." I will... return the money as soon as I get my paycheck... or 2 if I cannot afford them with one..." She forced herself to say and didn't dare looking Riley or Fumiko in the face.

"Some food might be good." She said with a quiet sigh at her own worthlessness. What was she even doing with Fumiko and Riley really? She was just some random girl that was almost completely broke. She had taken a year off college because she had to save up money for the tuition, but she was nowhere with that. In fact if she hadn't moved in with Riley who pratically didn't take her any rent, Amelia felt that she was going to eb on the street in couple of weeks unless she took another job. Now that she lived with Riley her finaces burden had lessened, but that just didn't make her feel good about it. It was nice living with her new friend, but she felt like a bad person living off her friend. Fumiko and Riley lived in a world of stars, where she was an ordinary person, but she still wanted to be friends.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Main Deck(Open Air Lounge)
Skills: Great Observation, Painting(Mainly sketching)

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Priscilla quickly found herself a nice seat to take in the Lounge and started drawing. At first she was just drawing a few random lines, searching for the inspiration, but then it was as if a switch was turned inside her head. Flashes of the view and the possible angles, the lights and shades of the image that was before her eyes all mixed together to form something truly spectacular inside her head.

It was at that very moment that her entire focus was drawn into the thing she was drawing. There were no other passengers, there were no other things to pull her attention away. She was seeing and paying attention to nothing else but her pencil and the paper she was drawing upon. All her attention gathered into each stroke of the pencil as she was performing the act of creating something spectacular of her very own. A small masterpiece she could show as her own accomplishment.

Despite the fact she only had a pencil to work on, it also provided benefits beside the negatives. The sharpness and the contrast between the places of dark shadow and light were way more focused on. The reflections of the light upon the dark water in the very night. The outlines off the shore and everything around it. It was all forming together and she loved every moment of drawing it!

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Music Room
Skills: Perception
Hit Points: 6
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The appearance of the men arriving in the music room was rather sudden, but one of them gave a proper greeting as the rest tipped their hats and eventually just moved away, talking in between themselves about something. She had at first surmised they might stay in the music room for a little bit, but since they had other plans of actions, she let out a sigh of relief as she looked around. They didn't cause them any troubles even if it was only for now. She was still concerned about her well-being.

Suddenly she was startled as some kind of commotion started from the direction she least expected! Mauve seemingly snapped for some reason! She was reaching for the bird that Plum had. She had, but a moment to study the woman. This sudden display of malicious intent and anger was surprising to say the least and Prima Rave for the best of her couldn't see why the woman flipped out. She didn't appear hurt or anything that might be fault of the little black bird! This was simply madness! There was no apparent reason for this way of acting from Madam Mauve!