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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Charnobylisk

Roles with the Newnan Group, filled and open, from the original OOC post:

Character Positions In Camp

- Core Group - This group has been together from nearly the start - all became part of the group within the first 6 months of outbreak. They are close knit, leave no man behind until you have to. They have done things to survive they do not want to talk about, they've killed but they get the job done. They are not cruel but they all have their own dark place that can come out. They are family now.

• Leader - Leann McCormick (Former Lt. Col U.S. Air Force)
• Second In Command - Ashton Holloway (Former Cpt U.S. Army)
• Lead Medical - Vivian Ormerod (Former Trauma Surgeon Grady Memorial Hospital)
• Medical Secondary - Maxine Cross (Former Med Student)
• Supply
• Runs Lead
• Weapons Training
• Survival Training
• Security
• Other - to be added as it comes along or is presented by an Rper

My guy James Grady (Black James!) might be filling a role as a recruiter or something with agriculture, but it's unwise to travel/farm by yourself. Just tossing that out there, plenty of spots to fill or suggest to the GM.

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

“But erm… nothing sausage-related for me, please!”

@Salrynn

Oh, the jokes. Too easy, Salrynn.

Titans of Gotham [Spots Available!]

Life had become somewhat erratic for El Sasquatcho. In the days following the owlbeast attack, he had become withdrawn, even quiet, as if pondering over a great decision to be made. Those who were even vaguely acquainted with the jovial Luchador could tell that something was off.

He spent most of his time away from the remaining team, busying himself with mundane tasks. There was still his legitimate work to be done with the Gotham Cultural Arts Center, which he approached with a sense of lackluster automation. He hadn't even bothered to unpack what little he owned fully, taking out only what he required for day-to-day use and replacing it again.

If he wasn't at work, he was at the hospital, checking in on his people. If he wasn't at the hospital, he was training. If he wasn't training, he was back at Grant's Gym, picking through the damage for anything of use. (While at Grant's, he took the opportunity to gather a multitude of intact feathers. They were unique, and he was an artist, after all.)

El Sasquatcho spoke comparatively little, and then mainly to the newcomer, Hero. Mostly curiosity about what he could do with automobiles. He was somewhat skilled at regular maintenance on his Vato Truck, could handle installations well enough, but working outside of a mod kit or standard part switch taxed his knowledge. Still, the conversations were mostly informal technical ones, spattered with varying bits of broken Spanish on either end.

One visit to the hospital brought him into a rather strained conversation with Chester Prince, the younger Titan expressing his doubts and desire to leave the team.

"Si si, Señor Ratboy. El Sasquatcho also has doubts. El Sasquatcho did not sign up to get his head removed from his torso by force, nor his intestines used for the double-dutch jumproping by some monologuing rudo. El Sasquatcho wanted to train with the best, and make the world better for himself and others. Still... there is uncertainty."

Shaking his still covered noggin, he continued, "Listen, if you want to leave the Titans, I have the understanding of your feelings. Do not cut us off, though. Keep in touch with El Sasquatcho. If things change, or someone comes after you, El Sasquatcho has a backup plan for us, ok? Ok, you make with the resting. El Sasquatcho will see you in a day or two."

The day progressed as days do, when one is in the process of rebuilding their life: Slowly and without mirth. This particular day had him mumbling something to his teammates about going out to get some air, maybe hit the Taco Hut nearby. He plodded down to his El Camino, the majority of his few possessions still within. With reverence, he patted the roof of the vehicle like one may a beloved pet, eased open the door, and swung himself inside.

The engine roared to life, subsiding to its usual impressive mechanical purr. He slowly backed out of his parking space, and near-idled it to the edge of the lot, facing the street with apprehension. To his left, the way to the nearest Taco Hut. The right - the highway out of Gotham. The vehicle waited there for a long moment, owing to the indecision of its driver.

In an instant of frustration, the Infamous El Sasquatcho, Blood of Saints, Titan of Gotham City, slammed his head into the steering wheel. The car responded by openly blaring its "La Cucaracha" horn into the evening air. The moment taking him, he did so more than once.

From the motel rooms, one might hear the slightly obnoxious, repetitive klaxon. La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha... La Cucara, La Cuca, La, La, La, La, La, La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha...

The engine noise roared to life again, quieting only with distance.

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

Keystone

Location: Road North of Salarn

Interacting With: Kyra, The Medieval X-Men

The setting sun began to turn a full, rich orange, in the way that daytime light does when it mellows into evening. Even filtering through trees and portent-worthy clouds, the ambient light of approaching dusk made its intent to slip away known with soft, warm hues. A visually appealing sight, to be certain, but for Keystone a matter of growing concern.

Kyra, the one suggested as their de facto overseer by Cremwise, had scouted ahead and found them a more or less decent place to set up camp. It was late, though. Far too late for Keystone's liking, considering that the group was moving a wagon laden with merchants' wares and a few animals. They had precious little time to tend to their duties before night hit, likely with inclement weather accompanying.

When the group was fully off the road, Keystone quickly recovered his pack and set to work. Fire was his first priority. He noted the wood Kyra gathered, nodded, and selected a few good starter pieces. While laboriously flinting a spark to life in a handful of leaves, he called to the lady Ranger with a low, even voice.

"Oi, Kyra. C'mere a moment, wouldya?" He kept his voice quietish and casual as he continued. "I'm seeing the reason on getting as far as we can in the day, hostile time and all. My advice, we need to find a place to put in before evening comes. Horses need tendin'. Camp needs stakin'. Meal cooked, area secured, such and whatnot. We gotta be rested, folk and horses both, if'n we fight or run. Group moves slower than one guy, y'know?"

Keystone changed the topic, sporting a more obvious tone of voice. "When d'you expect the rain in? I'm fancyin' making a meal, if you're a fan of sausages and sugar yams. Maybe I'll treat you to a little something I come up with whilst 'venturing in Thesk; thin, desiccated pastas, takes a couple minutes in hot water. Keeps forever. Good stuff, that."

"<ahem> Anybody else hungry?"

Justice League: Futures End

His feeling of determination and purpose abruptly faded upon hearing Batman's words. The First Prince of the Blood Royale, son of Maxima and heir to the Almeracian Empire, relegated to the kiddie table like some spastic, distant cousin at a holiday feast. A look flashed across his face but for an instant, adequately described as a mixture of shock and anger, before he returned to a his standard stoic, cool expression.

If the elder Terran were remotely aware of his abilities or training, Maxus reasoned, he would not be so easily brushed aside by this guardian who knew so little of him. Still, this personal slight might just be a test. A scenario to see how he would react; if he would suppress his instinct to lead, or demand more of his intended station here on Earth.

Another option - this was an opportunity to survey the situation and show initiative.

Then a single word was spoken that snapped him away from his thoughts. Batman seemed to have a talent for that; perhaps Maxus should send him a gift box of preserved exotic meats from home to congratulate this accomplishment. Nevertheless, the word that grabbed his attention my the lips and yanked was "Superboy".

Was it possible that he still had family on this rock? Maxima did not speak much (that is to say none) about relatives on his father's side. Maybe she didn't know, although it was equally likely that she found it an unimportant detail. What was more, this possible relation was likewise in the grasp of Brainiac. This would not stand.

Back at the Young Justice camp, several thoughts played in his head. He tried valiantly to keep his visage neutral, but surmised that he was unsuccessful when a member of the team sought to strike up a conversation with him. A furry, red creature with the outline of the House of El manscaped into his profuse pectoral hair, speaking to him in a tone of familiarity with which he was unaccustomed. Maxus slowly turned his head to face his teammate, stonefaced until he was finished talking.

"Hero Thing?", he started, as if unsure how to properly enunciate a proper noun. "Yes... Superman was to be my mentor. Mother insisted, though I doubt it was fully motivated by her desire for me to participate in the "Hero Thing". Regardless, he was indeed a Hero, and she wished our meeting."

Getting to know and form trust with his team might be essential. With this in mind, he continued, "You have the mark of the House of El. Do you wear it with his authority? If you would forgive my ignorance, I have but a passing, intellectual knowledge of Terran and Kryptonian custom. In the Empire, one may have their skin flayed and be exposed unprotected to the cold, endless vacuum of space were they to sport the crest of another's house without their patronage."

"But I digress. I have been in the service of Almerac since I was very young, and in our soldiery from the moment I began showing outward signs of approaching manhood. I would not classify the nature of my work as completely altruistic."

"Now I have a question for you, if you would indulge me. What can you tell me of this "Superboy", and why is his rescue not a higher priority?"

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

James Grady

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James Grady

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Character Summary

Name:James Mandingo Grady
Aliases: Black James!, Mr. Grady, Sir
Age: 42
Birthday: November 5th (Remember, remember...)
Ethnicity: African-American
Birth Place: Leesburg, GA
Location: At time of outbreak: Somewhere around Columbus, GA, out in the sticks
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: No secondary education, G.E.D. recipient.
Occupation: Backwoods Folk Hero
Languages: English (kinda)

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Appearance

Height: 6'0""
Weight: 230
Build: Strong, but girthy
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black, very short
Skin Tone: Snipes-y Chestnut
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Many small scars, a couple of big ones from tusk gorings.

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Psychology

Kind * Inappropriate * Humorous * Overly Talkative * Industrious

Sexuality: He's all about the ladies.
Relationship Status: Between involvements.
Personality:
He is BLACK MOTHERFUCKING MANDINGO JAMES, BITCHES. <ahem> Sorry... James is an open, good natured, black, pagan redneck. He's a trustworthy individual, adapted well to surviving on his own despite the risk he takes for himself, but really finds his best when he's with people.

James is a larger-than-life, bombastic individual. Always a smartassed remark on standby, but also an intelligent observation backing it up. He's a great guy (just ask him), just a little odd, is all. Dangerous, too, unless you're counted among his friends. He genuinely loves to laugh, though the reasons for it are less nowadays.

Habits: Never eats past 8 p.m., bites nails
Hobbies: Smoking meat, growing things
Fears:

• Spiders
• Quicksand
• Cuttlefish

Likes:

• Red Velvet Cake
• Wrestling
• Comic Books
• Martial Arts Movies
• Goth Girls
• Fishing

Dislikes:

• Caucasians in white hoods
• Fools (He pities them, you see.)
• Overly positive people
• Stupidity
• The Song That Never Ends
• Venereal Diseases
• Running

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Cards On The Table

Pre Outbreak Skills:

• Hogging
• Agriculture
• Dog Training
• Rifle (excellent)
• Archery (high proficiency)

Post Outbreak Skills:

• Knife
• Pistol
• Redneck Engineering
• Smokehousery
• Axe/Hatchet
• Hunting
• Rustic Cuisine
• Canning/Food Preservation

Current Supplies:

• Denim overalls, big black boots, tan cowboy hat, bandanna, wraparound sunglasses, plaid flannel, t-shirt, brown leather jacket with white fuzzy lining
• Bigassed hunting knife
• Lumber Axe
• Beretta 17 pistol
• Clip 9mm, (17+1 standard load)
• Barret M107 .50 Browning Heavy Sniper System, Anti Tank/Anti Material Rifle, 10(50 extended) shot external mag - "Vera"
• Duct Tape, lots
• Game processing tools, manual
• Composite Recurve Bow (50 lb draw, 165 assisted)
• Case, 20 arrows, various

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History

Your First Walker Encounter:
It was at a bonfire party, out in a field somewhere in south Georgia. There was a huge fire, helped along by diesel fuel and magnesium bits from an engine block. Big fire, people playing guitars, banjos, and the like, drunk as all Hell and making a lot of noise.

A clinic nearby was used as one of many secondary points to house patients, runoff from the county hospital. Some kind of epidemic. When "epidemic" turned into "mass of walking corpses hungering for the flesh of the living", they gravitated toward the bright and noisy speck in the distance - Redneck bonfire party.

When they shambled out there, most kept moving for the fire, but some decided to take a bite out of the living. It took James and all those Good Ol' Boys a while before they figured out that only a headshot would do, those that didn't run off.

History Before Outbreak:
James Grady is an intelligent and sturdy man whose pursuits kept him away from large cities, probably helping his chances for survival early on. He dropped out of school at 16 to pursue a career in the Hogging and Agriculture industries, but easily passed the tests to earn his G.E.D.

He lived and worked on a farm out near Leesburg, GA, occasionally taking jobs hunting nuisance hogs with a group of locals. His skill with a rifle and bow were of immense help to him in this endeavor, and he quickly became the best Hogger of his group, capable of handling even big jobs solo (though it is not recommended). He became the "go to" wild pig man in the region, often employing dogs and pit traps.

The next few years saw James traveling, taking jobs of this nature around the American South (mostly). Racking up quite a reputation not only for his particularly useful skills as a modern-day Ranger, but for his colorful antics and unique attitude. Black James, as he prefers to be called, had achieved a sort of Folk Hero status across that part of the country, from Texas around to Virginia. Some guy out near Beaumont even wrote and recorded a song for him, called "The Ballad of Black James". Many Chuck Norris/Bill Brasky attributes were given to him as a result of this song, time and fertile imaginations fueling the Legend that is Black James.

History Since Outbreak:

Since the outbreak, James has taken more to a natural state of being, tracking and living off of groups of wild hogs in a nomadic sort of lifestyle. Not unlike our Native brethren of old, following the migration of the mighty Buffalo across the plains, Black James has accepted the more uncertain, meandering path of the less noble and somewhat meaner Hog.

This has brought him into conflict with more than a few people. Plus, the sounds of hogs grunting and rooting about tend to draw Walkers every now and again, making his lifestyle perilous. Regardless, he is still the best at what he does in this regard, and if anyone can keep it up it's him. His presence has actually kept entire sounders of swine from being scattered or eaten by the dead, and their numbers now flourish out in the world.

James drives a large, offroad truck with a passenger cab that can usually be seen pulling a formidable looking wood smoker. This last item he liberated from a smokehouse in north Georgia, as well as many tools and bits literature on the subject. Tucked away in his truck, he has an appropriated rifle of frightening power, his M107, taken from a scavenging run on a National Guard armory. It had been cleaned out previously, but miraculously, this piece of massive firepower was found waiting for him behind the information desk up front. He's used it twice, as the situation called for it. Both times, he realized in hindsight that it was still too much gun for the job. James calls it "Vera".

He is giving thought to settling in one area for a log while, rejoining what's left of society, as it were. Use his skills to prepare food, set up an agricultural base, or hunt for a group. He needs people, if only to make sure that his cheese doesn't completely slip off his cracker.

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Extras

Character Quote:
“You sure you wanna ride this train?"
"You don't go runnin' at the hog. You make it come a'runnin' to you."
"Aw, Hell naw."

Theme Song:

"I Play Chicken With The Train" - Cowboy Troy

How Many Walkers Have You Killed: Lots. I was keepin' score for a while there, but after I blew up that gas station I just lost count.
How Many People Have You Killed: Three. Mostly I try to get outta there, but some muthafuckas get determined to step between me and where the bullet shoulda gone.
Why: I try to be a "Live And Let Live" man, but most everyone else ain't. Had to adapt.
Anything Else:

roleplayerguild.com/posts/3214659

Faceclaim: Black Country

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.}

Relationships

James Grady

"You don't go runnin' at the hog. You make it come a'runnin' to you."

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⚜ Respects || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Crush || ⚤ Significant Other || § Tense || ☠ Enemies

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⚜LEANNE MCCORMICK⚜

"She's the kind of girl I wouldn't mind makin' me a meatloaf."

James respects and admires the Newnan Safe Zone's Commanding Officer. It's a pity she finds him personally incorrigible. James isn't accustomed to taking orders. She seems to respect his proficiency and, as of yet, has declined to micromanage so long as the job gets done. The arrangement is to James's liking.

♫ASHTON HOLLOWAY♫

"Ash? Yeah, he's a great guy. Needs to lighten up and get to know folks, but that gruff sumbitch cares about people. And don't think for a second that his "homemade ethanol" is fooling anyone."

Ash and James are genuine friends. They have little in common except for a rural upbringing, but their skills tend to compliment each other while on runs and within the community. The very grounded Ash and the very extroverted James are slowly influencing each other. They also have a mutual fondness for Craft Spirits.

☯VIVIAN ORMEROD☯

"Ooh, she's a hottie. I thought we had something special when she offered to give me a physical, y'know, when I first got here? Then I got to know her. Yeah, we're cool. I'm gonna stay way over here, though."

No surprise, James tried to use his masculine ways on Doc, with only marginal success. While her professional pursuits can put James on edge, she seems to delight in this. He isn't quite sure what to make of her, at least not yet.

☮ MEGHNA KUMAR☮

"She's cool, she's cool. Not that runs are fun or nothin', but it's always better with her around. She knows when to be quiet, when to run, when to fight... and doesn't have the same stick-in-the-ass that her brother does."

Meg and James get through the Apocalypse together with a similar outgoing personality and sense of humor. They will happily go on runs together, confident in each others' abilities.

☮ MAXINE CROSS☮

"It's true, I do like redheads. Sometimes I'll "accidentally" bang my thumb with a hammer so's I can say hi. 'Least, I say I did."

Maxine is the younger lady that James will toss the occasional flirt toward. While he honestly doesn't expect to get anywhere, their little interactions are entertaining for him. James is, of course, ever the gentleman.

☯SIDDHARTH KUMAR☯

"We don't talk much, but I sometimes peep him out in the gardens. He's ok."

James and Sidd, while not at odds, really have nothing to talk about. They are both survivors, both do their parts, but rarely work (and never play) together.

JAMES GRADY

"That's a smooth muthafucka there, that's right! I'm gonna buy that man a beer." <glug glug glug braaaarp>

What can I say? He's a big fan of himself.

♫MARIA SMITH♫

"That's my girl! She's just like me, 'cept she's white, female, twenty years younger and a whole lot prettier. All that aside, just like me."

If it's possible for the man to have a "bestie", it'd be Maria. James brought Maria into Newnan a few months after he entered the community, and considered her a rare and welcome find. He did his best to impress her with his more masculine charms, to find out that that's not where her preferences lie. Regardless, they got past that little incident and mellowed into a relationship of mutual respect and trust.

☮ALICIA GONZALEZ☮

"Girl is smokin' hot and more than a little crazy. She's fun sometimes - like, scary fun. But mostly scary."

James recognizes the carefree, open spirit that is Alicia. He wouldn't dream of making their relationship anything more than "professional drinking buddy", though. He's not suicidal.

⚜CAESAR GONZALEZ⚜

"Damn. Just... just damn."

There's much respect here. More than a little fear, but much respect. Caesar seems to be an ethical man with the community in mind, yet James chooses to admire the man from a safe distance.

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Relationships II

Black James!

"You don't go runnin' at the hog. You make it come a'runnin' to you."

⚜ Respects ~*~ ☯ Neutral ~*~ ☮ Friends ~*~ ♫ Best Friends ~*~ § Tense ~*~ ♥ Crush ~*~ ⚤ Significant Other ~*~ ☠ Enemies

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♫ Ashton Holloway ♫

"Ash? Yeah, he's a great guy. Needs to lighten up and get to know folks, but that gruff sumbitch cares about people. And don't think for a second that his "homemade ethanol" is fooling anyone."

Ash and James are genuine friends. They have little in common except for a rural upbringing, but their skills tend to compliment each other while on runs and within the community. The very grounded Ash and the very extroverted James are slowly influencing each other. They also have a mutual fondness for Craft Spirits. James tries to keep Ash social, noting that he requires people to keep him, as he puts it, "human".

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James Grady

"That's a smooth muthafucka there, that's right! I'm gonna buy that man a beer. <glug glug glug braaaarp>"

What can I say? He's a big fan of himself.

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☮ Kristina Smith ☮

"Girl's been through the wringer, no doubt 'bout it. Imma make sure she lands on her feet."

James and Maria were close. He got her little sister Kristina jobs under him in Agriculture to keep her busy and safe. Well, as safe as one can get, this day and age. James keeps "Little Sister" under his wing, acting as a more comforting, guiding influence. One day, she might just get her own pair of overalls and a stetson, and join him on a Hog Hunt. (fingers crossed)

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§ Richard Johnson §

"NO."

James brought Richard back to Newnan. After a few tense moments, he kinda wish he hadn't. Now, the best defense against the Dead is other people. As many Other People as you can. But that won't last without trust, or at least a common goal. Ash and Zoie insist that he can turn around with time and support, but James remains wary of the man.

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☮ Zoie Crawford ☮

"Miss Zoie? Hells yeah, that's my people!"

James and Zoie knew each other since long before the Outbreak. They're from around the same area of South Georgia, and despite the necessary attitude change of "kill or die", they're pretty much the same people they were before: Loud, Southern, and fun-loving. James was a friend of Zoie's family; he remains amazed that he just happened across her.

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☯ Victor Bonheur Symbol ☯

"Doc Froggy's ok, for a French fella. Can't wait to get him in on summa that good French food. Ya know, frog legs, maybe some Gator Etouffee if'n I can wrassle one up."

James and the Doc haven't had a lot of "getting to know you" time. Their duties don't make for a whole lot of crossover. It is his hope that they'll get to know each other. Without him, the attack upon Newnan would have ended much worse.

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☯ Sophia Harris ☯

"Girl came in hurt. Looking forward to getting to know her."

James and Sophia hadn't had an opportunity to talk much. He's looking forward to getting to know her better. That may be difficult as their jobs have little crossover, but there's always meal times and runs.

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☮ Bridgette Vinters ☮

"Girl got some o' them Anger Issues, but she can drink and cuss with the best of 'em."

Bridgette's explosive personality is, in its own way, similar to his outgoing one. He gets her, at least on some level. As long as they remain respectful of each other, James is all smiles around her. Overall, James thinks Bridgette is fun to hang around with.

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☮ Astrid Hansen ☮

"She's an odd duck, that'n, but I ain't the judgin' type. She good company, and keeps good company, too."

James doesn't associate with Astrid much, but he does hang around people that do. They all agree that Astrid is a stand-up lady. James believes this also, but thinks she needs to vocalize more.

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☮ Agnes Johannsson ☮

"Girl is my Runnin' Partner. Good head on her. And! And, I think I made her smile once."

Bryn (Agnes) works with James as the official Recruiting Team. People need people to survive, and every so often the two of them will suspend their regular duties and search for survivors. James has come to trust Bryn, but it will take a while before he equates her with his last troublemaking partner.

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☯ Niesha Burkstien ☯

"Yeah, she knows pills. Now she can learn flowers n' shrubs."

Niesha works under James, learning basic plant care and botany from Sidd. James had heard complaints from the Medical staff, and recommended that she be put under his command in the Medical Garden. She keeps in the periphery of medicine, but out of Froggy's hair.

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Relationships III

James Mandingo Grady

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║ ☯ Neutral ║ ✿ Friend ║ ❅ BFF ║ ♡ Infatuation ║ ❤ Love ║
║ ❦ Considered Family ║ ☣ Tense ║ ☢ Dislikes ║ ☠ Enemy ║
║ ⚜ Respects ║ ⚤ Significant Other ║ § It's Complicated ║

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⚜❅ Ashton Holloway ❅⚜
"Ash? Yeah, he's a great guy. Needs to lighten up, but that gruff sumbitch cares about folks. And we care about him. Well, most of us."

Ash and James are genuine friends. They have little in common except for a rural upbringing, but their skills tend to compliment each other while on runs and within the community. The very grounded Ash and the very extroverted James are slowly influencing each other. They also have a mutual fondness for Craft Spirits. James tries to keep Ash social, noting that he requires people to keep him, as he puts it, "human".

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James Grady
"That's a smooth muthafucka there, that's right! I'm gonna buy that man a beer. <glug glug glug braaaarp>"

What can I say? He's a big fan of himself. He's been taking on a lot more responsibilities, too, not the least of which being making sure everyone in Newnan eats as his personal duty.

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❅ Kristina Smith ❅
"This my baby sister. She's gonna be ok, I'll make sure."

James and Maria were close. He got her little sister Kristina jobs under him in Agriculture to keep her busy and safe. Well, as safe as one can get, this day and age. James keeps "Little Sister" under his wing, acting as a more comforting, guiding influence. One day, she might just get her own pair of overalls and a stetson, and join him on a Hog Hunt. (fingers crossed) In the meantime, she's doing just fine learning about Livestock and Agriculture, and James is happy to teach.

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☢ Richard Johnson ☢
"NO."

Nothing has changed between these two, and it looks like it never will. If anything, Dick has become more unpredictable and rude as time and tragic events have passed.

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✿⚜ Dr. Victor Bonheur ⚜✿
"Froggy? That's my guy, right there!"

So, they've had time to get to know each other, and James can honestly say that he likes the man. Victor does a lot for Newnan, and James appreciates him. The fact that Froggy digs on James's more epicurean endeavors doesn't hurt matters, either.

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❅ Tatiana Korvo ❅
"She just too damn adorable to be real. And I'm okay with that."

There is familial affection here. Tatiana has proven to be open and bubbly, and James finds her a joy to be around. If only she wouldn't propel herself quite so hard at him with those dancer's legs when coming in for a hug, but hey - life isn't perfect. Still getting a little love.

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❅ Agnes Brynja Johannsson ❅
"No! Nope, I KNOW that was a smile this time, yeah?"

James got through to the stoic lady, and she's got one hell of a personality underneath all of that armor. Actual, complete sentences! Holy crap! And teeth, too! Damned good hunting partner, when it comes to it.

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✿ Niesha Burkstien ✿
"Nah, she's okay. Just needed a little time."

Things are getting better. Honestly. Niesha just had to get her bearings, work through some stuff, and she's on a good path. Not there yet, but James can see that she's trying. And making some good connections with the people around her. Ash and Froggy need to give her the benefit of the doubt, is his opinion.

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☯ Raymond Mendoza ☯
"Yeah, he's alright."

Not a lot of bonding time here, but he's not going to let that color a negative opinion of the man. Wait and see - he seems like a good guy.

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✿ Jack Hudson ✿
"Ooh, he is just chock fulla trying to help. Nice guy to hang around with. Pretty good shot, too."

James likes their new Security Lead. He's an open and honest type, and Tati loves him, obviously. Great guy for a Boy's Night Out, if such a thing can be swung in an Apocalypse.

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☯ Ryan O'Reily ☯
"Ain't sure about him yet, but I'm keeping an eye out."

It's difficult to manipulate a guy like James in a manner that isn't threatening. He has no vices to exploit except for a love of good, smoked meats, and is friends with most everyone. James appreciates the information that he can provide, and his skills are useful. All the same, it's going to take more than a friendly smile and quick banter to make them truly friends.

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✿ Tiffany Lyle ✿
"Another bow lady! That's pretty cool."

They're both rather easygoing, both shoot arrows with varying degrees of proficiency, and seem to like being alive. That's good enough for James.

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✿ Amelia Payne ✿
"Yeah! Um, whatchoo need, little lady?"

James doesn't know much about Amelia, but he's not going to let that stop him from being personable. She has this, "I'm here and doing my job, just let me do it" mentality that, while it doesn't make her stand out, James can respect. Nice lady.

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✿ Schrödinger ✿
"Hey! My meat!"

He's adorable, quiet, and feline. So naturally, James is okay with him. If he has any problems with the little guy, it's when he's ninja'ing bits of meat away from James's smoker.

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✿⚜ Meghna Kumar ⚜✿
"She's a cool lady. Not that runs are fun or nothin', but it's always better with her around. She knows when to be quiet, when to run, when to fight... and still has good relations with the kids back home."

James has been good with Meghna for as long as he's been in Newnan. He honestly can find nothing negative about her, and admires her for her array of talents. Not to mention having a fellow optimist in the group; it counts for a lot.

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☯ Ciel Jaquith ☯
"Kid done good, gettin' this far."

While he doesn't have a lot of contact with the younger of Newnan's residents, James has heard of Ciel. Takes guts, surviving on your own. Can't be easy when you're a kid, either. Hats off to him.

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Sana Rouen
"Ask her to shoot somebody, she gotta make a decision what to do it with. Damn."

Sana has been James's student, learning the long rifle. As it turns out, her affinity for projectiles carried over very well - Sana is a prodigy. Probably soon to replace him as Newnan's premier sniper. Not that he's jealous; it means Newnan is stronger for it, and he can spend more time on his other duties.

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✿ Beatrice Decker ✿
"Bea? I met her coming in. Smart girl, ain't nobody's bitch, neither."

These two are cool with each other, despite certain social proclivities of hers. They have little in common except for a very honest start, but sometimes that's enough.

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✿ Riley Ridgeway ✿
"I heard about her from Before. Damn small world, ain't it?"

These two have become something of Partners in Smartassery. The occasional social drink and talking about incidents involving their respective celebrity backgrounds doesn't hurt, either. They're good with each other, though he does wish that she'd give Ash better consideration.

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☯ Chloe Ridgeway ☯
"Girl got some demons rattlin' around in there. Hope it all works out."

A lack of common ground keeps James from being more personable with Chloe. If anything, he'd like to help her out, but her difficulty with anything resembling an authority figure makes that difficult. Keeping an eye on that one, ready to extend an olive branch when needed. But for now, it's a more professional looking exchange.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Gonna post the twins in separate char posts so once relationships come up it won't be much of a hassle for me to edit things

@Aewin

That's probably a really good idea. I'm going to have to do that for Ash and Black James, now that we've got a whole other element to these CSs. That being said...

Ashton Holloway is the 2nd in command of the Newnan settlement. He had something of an "as needed" working relationship with Lt. Colonel McCormick prior to the apocalypse proper, and their groups merged to form most of the original Newnan bunch. If your characters were with her from the beginning or were picked up around Atlanta, you've known Ash since before Newnan was a thing. He's a highly educated combat engineer with a background in alcohol distillation. He plans, is battle tested, and works with his hands.

Black James, on the other hand... he's one of the people that found Newnan after the fact. While a relative newcomer, he got put in charge of recruiting runs (he's had a LOT of time living out in the world). He's a former farmhand from a rural family and hunts boar (mostly) with startling proficiency. He grills/smokes, shoots very well, and has a loud, outgoing personality.

With this in mind, anyone who wants to hammer out relationships with these two, feel free to send me a message.

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

...can we make s'mores?

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea

Ok, Black James (tm) has been edited into my last character post in the CS tab, and is now a part of the Newnan community. God help us all.

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Was wondering if this was still open? :)

@Nallore

Lots of spots left, looks like.