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

@Luminosity
Sorry to hear. Guess Keystone will have to Monk It Up on his own for the foreseeable future. Very sad.

Well guys, with that in mind... Back to the killing. Afterwards, I'll be making pancakes.

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Looking at the situation, El Sasquatcho should have been awestruck at setting foot in the legendary Watchtower and meeting real, established Heroes. In truth, he was. The majority of his mirth was tucked away, sapped out of him by a week that was, if nothing else, emotionally draining.

So here he stood with his fellow Titans, taking in sights that few would ever see. He felt a little out of place, what with everyone being plainclothed in a satellite full of epic heroes in epic hero garb. His one saving grace: He wore his mask. Always. Blue jeans, black band shirt (Pollo Negro, '08 tour to be precise), big stomping boots, brown & black sugar skull mask.

El Sasquatcho smiled wearily at his situation. He smiled, but remained on guard. He was given no reason as to why they were summoned to the Tower, except that Batman wanted them there. Maybe it was training. Maybe it was a test. Regardless, he was not to be taken unawares. That had occurred too many times lately.

Zero inquired as to the status of their fallen teammate, Vesta. El Sasquatcho was also particularly interested as well, but something more pressing came to his attention. A burgeoning need, if you will.

"Sirs, Madames of the Justice League..." he began with a great, cultured voice, his Mexican but not quite Mexican accent making his vowels perilous to the listener, "If El Sasquatcho may be permitted a but a moment of your inestimably important time, there is an issue to which attention must be payed."

Hopefully taking the rapt attention of the assembled Justice League, El Sasquatcho proceeded to vocalize his concerns. "Señors Super and Bat Man, Miss Woman, Luces Verde, Aguaman y Estrella Guy, and, umm... lo siento, my lady, El Sasquatcho is not really familiar with your body of work." he paused for a second, unsure of how to proceed. Urgency prompted immediate honesty, but his sense of propriety took a shaving of the bluntness from it. "El Sasquatcho has consumed many Grilled Stuffed Burritos today, and followed it with a efrigging two liter of pineapple soda. Por favor, donde esta los servicios por bano? Sorry, umm... El Sasquatcho really needs to find the Little Squatch's Room, if you could point in its direction, El Sasquatcho would be particularly grateful."

"Well, and for saving the world all those times, El Sasquatcho is also with the gratitude. But for now, necesito el baño. Gracias."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Ashton Holloway

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: Vivian, Leann, Maria

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Ashton curtly thanked Vivian for the list and regarded it briefly before tucking it into a pocket. Seemed like the standard stuff he'd gone to find on earlier runs; he would just have to get a little more creative with the search this time. Ash wasn't a huge fan of Viv's, granted, but the two were interesting, symbiotic parts in the Newnan Community. She needs, he gets, town was better off.

He turned to Maria, ready to head off, when the familiar sound of his prized feat of apocalypse-survival engineering growled to life, the second that Lt. Colonel McCormick appeared to give him a sendoff. She turned to observe Ash's Hordebuster, awake and mobile, moving toward the outer gate. The good Captain leaned his head to one side, squinting, trying to see who was suicidal enough to move his baby without his permission.

He could make out dark skin and a cowboy hat in the driver's seat, a more feminine silhouette to his side. Alicia and James. Of course. James would have to break into his rooms for the keys, else hotwire it. Plus, he had his own vehicle here, adequate to fit the needs of this run. Alicia bunked with Ash; it had been that way for a while now. She could have easily pocketed the keys. Alicia would answer for this, yes indeed. She would answer, but not to Leann. The Lady in Charge might be within her rights to put a bullet in her skull, or something slightly less unsavory.

"When in the hell did they get authorization to take Buster out?" asked Leann, staring directly at Ash.

Rising anger was plain on his face. It couldn't be hidden, but perhaps the real reason for it could be misdirected, if only slightly.

"That'd be me, Ma'am. I said something pretty vague about the vehicle, they obviously misread it. This will be handled, by me, when we all get back." His accent tended to flare more when he was irritated. Right then his native Virginian was at Rhett-Level intensity.

Captain Holloway flashed a salute to his CO and growled "Ma'am.", immediately turning heel and hopping into the SUV. Alicia would pay, but in a manner appropriate to the offense. Right now he needed to cool off, get emotion out of his decision making process. Throw his head into work? Yes, please.

He started the SUV and set his rifle in the backseat, then looked over to his partner for the run, Maria. She had similar taste in firearms, it seemed. He gunned the Honda out onto the road, making haste to leave Newnan and get to work.

"M4 Carbine? Very nice. Glad you brought your bow, too. One of us should be able to kill quiet."

They passed the gates just in time to see the 'Buster round a turn out of sight. This was not the best beginning to their day. The only upside: James and Alicia had a better chance of speed and safety.

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Black James!

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Location: On the road just south of Newnan
Interacting With: Alicia

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The Hordebuster continued unerringly on its path, as its driver, the larger-than-life Black James(!) vocalized the bassline to a popular Johnny Cash ditty. He danced (rather, spasmed) with inexpert proficiency while driving the rig, making stupid faces birthed of childish glee and an attempt to elicit a smile from Alicia.

"Bom bom bombombombom bom bom, bom bom bom bombom... The ring of fire, the ring of fire."

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Caesar Gonzalez

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: Meg

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El Jefe took the map from Meg, turning it around once and folding it to expose only the section relevant to their travel that day. He tossed his few supplies into the floor of the passenger side of the truck and climbed in, careful to angle his longer blades for safety and ease of retrieval.

"North to 34. Head west. Straight shot. Lemme know if you need something stabbed."

Caesar leaned back, seemingly resting his eyes as the truck pulled away from Newnan and onto the open road.

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

I am under the impression that Lady A is referring to an IC post, rather than an OOC check-in. I could be wrong, but it'd be a shame to drop folks on account of a question of semantics.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Alicia & James

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: Each Other, Caesar

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Alicia looked over towards James and smirked a bit as she returned the fist bump before crossing her arms over her chest. She had been on runs with him before and knew he knew how to handle himself. Truth be told she enjoyed their runs. As much as she wanted to have her Papi's back she understood why Leann set things up the way she did but that didn't mean she was going to remain silent about it. She never was even though she usually conceded. She was about to say a few more choice words but Papi called her out and she automatically shut up. She was different around him, probably because she respected him in ways she never would anyone else.

"Ey, Papi. I got it covered. Watch, listen, kill. I know the sacred trilogy," Machete in Training said as she hugged her father. "Be back before you know it," she added before giving a wave as he walked off. It was funny to her watching his demeanor change. To everyone else he was this frightening hardass; to her he was just a life sized teddy bear.

Turning she made her way to her quarters; well her and Ashes. After all this time it was bound to happen. She and Caesar had been sharing a place; Papi liked to keep her close, but after enough nights of her sneaking in he basically told her to stop. So she did, just probably not in the way he intended. She moved in with Ash, no more sneaking. Grabbing her usual gear, shoving it into a pack and lacing her rifle strap over her shoulder she headed out; making sure to grab the satellite phone just in case. Hoping over to James as she spotted him she grinned a little too widely.

"Think I could get away with sneaking out the Hoard Buster?" she asked with lilt in her voice.

"Ummmmm NO, little lady. You'd have better luck sneaking nitroglycerine out onna mechanical bull first."

"Oh, what's he gonna do spank me?" Alicia laughed as she crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot.

Admittedly, James had always wanted to drive the road beast that was the Hordebuster. On occasion, he and Ash would imbibe the bitter and horrifying glory of his his homemade ethanol, and the good Captain would regale James with highly descriptive stories centered around him plowing a path through miles and miles of stopped traffic and hungry corpses, twisted remains of vehicle husks and greasy dead people being hurled asunder under the stresses of outward and centripetal force. The man had once described the experience like Moses parting the Red Sea, courtesy of a power greater than himself. James really wanted to see this firsthand.

Also as a credit to this plan, it had a marvelous carrying capacity, and sustainable fuel source. The Hordebuster might just be the perfect vehicle for this run. A long sigh escaped the ordinarily jovial James, his face now betraying his rejection of the idea as completely as it illustrated his temptation to take it, just moments ago.

"Naw, we ain't passed it by The Man That Owns This Monster, and Leann'd kill us. Besides, I wouldn't like it much if he took my truck a'muddin' while I was away. Lemme just grab some snacks and extra fifty-cals, and let's get gone."

"Oh please, ain't like you're taking me for a ride. It's for my protection," she yelled over her shoulder as James headed off to grab his stuff. Shrugging she leaned back against one of the cars in the lot and waited for him to get back. She knew Ash would lose his shit if she took ol' Buster out but she was always told it's better to ask for forgiveness than for permission.

James grabbed his floppy, tan cowboy hat as he ran back to his bunk, gathering up every piece of supply he could for what promised to be an interesting ride with a slightly unstable woman. Life with her was never dull, granted, but for the life of him, James had no idea how Ash dealt with this woman and kept his cool, steely demeanor.

"Ok, got my Barrett, got my Nine, got my bow... Need my axe, got my knife... PUDDING SNACKS! No, we're out. Ok, um, um, Duck Tape!"

Another gaspy run later found the large man at Supply, picking up a few gallons of water and whatever they had a lot of (which meant more than half instant Ramen). Hustling back to the Motor Pool, he found himself cursing both he and his run partner, repeatedly. "...damn damn damn, bitch gonna get me into trouble. Big, nasty fucking trouble..."

The truth was, he really did want to take the Hordebuster out for a spin, but there had to be one hell of a good reason to give him before he'd relent. He had half a mind to load everything up into his Silverado and cruise. Of course, that meant he also had half a mind to run with the 'Buster. His barely vocal damnit-ing dried up as he neared Alicia.

"Ok, thought 'bout it for a minute. You need to throw me a compelling muthafuckin' reason why I should fire up 'Buster without Ash's sayso. Real good one. Or two, don't lemme limit ya. You give me cause I wouldn't mind tellin' ta Leann, I'll get the keys right now."

"Other than we heading for a major area with multiple lock ups and Uni's? Other than clearing the roads in case we need to take another trip down there? Other than we might have to take the main roads if the back ones be washed out ese'?" Alicia began as she pulled out the map and flipped it open to La Grange. "Other than the protection it provides? The amount of shit we could bring back within 48 hours? The number of people we could carry instead of one of them trucks? The intimidation factor? I got one for you," she added as she rolled the map back up and shoved it in her pants pocket.

"It'll be a hell of a ride and I'll take the heat when we get back," she chuckled with a sly grin as she pulled a set of keys out of her pocket and jingled them in front of James face.

"Well shit, Negress!" exclaimed James, snatching the keys out from in front of him, "That's all you had to say! WE GONE, BABY!"

"Andale Tio!" Alicia cackled as she tore off and climbed into the passenger side of the rig; making herself comfortable. She looked more excited than a kid on Christmas morning as the door closed next to her and she waited for James to fire up the mammoth machine. "We better move before anyone can stop us," she said looking around out the front window. They had the vehicle, now they had to get out of dodge quick before anyone could order the outer gate to be locked down.

James tossed his Barrett up to Alicia and scrambled to get his provisions and ammo into the sleeper cab. He glanced around to see if anyone was raising an alarm yet, and satisfied, climbed in and slammed the door closed. Now, he'd been in this rig before. Not in the driver's seat, mind you, but he'd been inside this beast. James fumbled with the keys for just a moment, his hands trembling ever so slightly as he inserted the big, shiny key into the ignition. Adrenaline spiked, lancing through his muscles and arteries, making him feel alive. He turned said key, waking the diesel-alcohol engine from its long, cold slumber. It seemed angry, but grateful for the push into action. James jumped back slightly, the startling flinch of a man who wasn't fully prepared for the lion to ROAR.

"Whoo-hoo! Like waking a bull with a rattle snake, damn!"

"Ooh, girl. 'Bout made ol' Jimmy shit hisself." He checked the rearview, looked ahead, and pulled the Hordebuster out, onto the streets of Newnan. Unaccustomed to the power of the machine, James overshot the first turn, causing him to take overly dramatic corrective action. "Gonna have to throttle back on this girl." mentioned James aloud. He looked over at Alicia, grinned like an idiot, and turned his eyes back to the road.

"Come on man, handle it like you would a fat woman, hit it and ride it all the way in."

Approaching the main gate, James leaned out the window and called for the Gatekeeper to let them out. The second that the Hordebuster cleared the secondary wall, the colorful boar-hunter known colloquially as Black James let out yell of elation. Alicia laughed as she looked in the side mirror, there would be hell to pay for this but it was already worth it.

"WHOOOOO! God damn 'Licia, I messed the fronta my shorts UP! Got a smoke? Now... which way?"

Pulling out the map she looked it over as it rested in her lap; reaching forward and popping the glove box open, a pack of smokes inside with a lighter shoved into it. Oh well, if she was going to get in trouble for taking the Buster she might as well add the smokes to the list of crap taken without asking. Lighting two up she handed one over to James and began spouting off directions.

"Old Cornith Rd until we hit 100 S in Hogansville, after that it's 29 south to La Grange. If we're lucky we'll be there within the hour."

Still riding the end of the adrenaline wave, James Grady steered the Buster onto a steady course down Corinth. They had food (kinda), weapons, ammunition, a full tank of gas and a fortified place to rest. Life could be worse. As far as James knew, it would get a lot worse when they returned, but for now he was feeling a genuine love of being alive.

Onward, to LaGrange.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Caesar Gonzalez

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: Alicia, Meg

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There wasn't much for Caesar to grab, really. He traveled light, unless you counted sharp objects. Point of fact, the man had to barely duck out of sight before returning with his sawed-off and an almost full bandoleer of shells.

The recent difficulty with the wall had prompted the venerable man to carry most of his arsenal at all times. Toss in an early morning meeting with the Colonel, and Machete grabs his machetes. For all he knew, she was giving a Call to Arms, or something similar. Besides that, Caesar was the Runs Lead and Weapons Trainer. It made sense that he'd be strapped at all times, over and above the requirements of every citizen of Newnan. That, and it made a handy excuse.

He called to his daughter, "Oye, M'hija! C'mere a second..." He lowered his voice and continued, "You be safe out there, ok? Make sure you have a fresh charge on your phone - let me know if something comes up or you get trapped somewhere. Papi will come as soon as he can. And don't let that James get you killed. You're both snipers. Don't take chances you don't have to."

He embraced his little girl briefly, and hardened back from Caesar into El Jefe almost instantly afterwards.

Caesar strode into the Supply building, and grabbed a few food items at random. He wasn't sure how long he and Meg would be out in the world; it might be only a day so far as he knew. If it were longer, or if they found people, that little extra might be useful. Nodding his affirmation at the lady keeping inventory, he walked back out and into the light.

A couple minutes later, one may have glimpsed the long haired, vest wearing form of Caesar Gonzalez walking with purpose into the Motor Pool. A quick glance around located Meghna, and he beelined for her. Within three or so paces, he tossed a can to the young lady. "Hope you like Hormel Chili and ..." he stared at another of his carried cans, presumably for the first time, "...Dios... Pumpkin Pie Filling."

Caesar made a wry face. He apparently wished that he'd inspected his choices closer. Quickly, he changed the subject. "You pick a car yet? Daylight's burning."

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Ash Holloway

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: Maria

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Ashton took Maria's offer to accompany him with a smile and a nod. "Yes ma'am, meet you there. I've got to grab some supplies first, so... ten minutes on the outside?"

Captain Holloway took off at a jog. First, to Supply for a bag and an armload of MREs. They weren't exactly the grandest of dining experiences, but it served the purpose of keeping one upright and moving. Second, to the Armory. Supply run meant the very real possibility of danger, danger meant that it was best to go with a weapon he'd been trained to use for the past decade or so. Ash replaced his bow and arrows for a standard Army Issue Carbine and a couple clips of 5.56 ammunition. (Mental note, keep eyes out for more 5.56 ammo.)

Ash tried to keep himself within the 10 minute window he had promised Maria. Hopefully, she had the forethought to remember her bow. While Ash was a fair shot with one himself, he'd feel a lot more confident with himself packing an assault rifle and her firing silent death from a secured position, backing him up.

With two minutes to spare, Ashton arrived at the Motor Pool. "Morning, Maria. Ready? I'm thinking SUV; good seating, good cargo space."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Aewin

I met Nallore in chat, given the options Maria would volunteer to go with Ash over Caesar any day. With six people that regularly go on runs and three people leading them, options were limited. Caesar kinda had to go with Meg. Leann already mapped our route and gave LaGrange away, Ash called Carrollton. Looks like you're going west with El Jefe.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Ash Holloway

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: James, Caesar, Anyone Still Listening

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Ash didn't have any questions for Leann. After as long as they've been doing this, the routine was fairly consistent: Get your group, supply accordingly, go do your job. It wasn't the first time that they'd sent multiple groups out simultaneously, but usually there was some advance notice. Leann must be casting a wide net for a reason.

The reason she actually gave made sense. Newnan needed people to keep going. People needed food to keep going. The crops weren't going to be up for months (Ash silently thanked Maria and James for their efforts toward sustainability). Even the faster growing plants would take longer than for which their supplies comfortably allowed.

Ash knew his job. Time to start doing it.

He waited a moment to give others a chance to ask questions. The other two leads, James and Caesar, didn't seem to have any questions either. And so, Ash began being Ash:

"We've got what, six people including ourselves, good for long runs?" he began with a mild Virginian accent, "Means we're traveling in pairs. James, you've got your partner and assignment. You two stay safe in LaGrange, there and back.

Caesar... that leaves Carrollton and Franklin for us. If you don't mind, I'll take Carrollton."

"Standard supply and recruiting run - each team grabs a station wagon or SUV from the motor pool. Everyone goes armed, save ammo when you can. If it's too hot, withdraw. We can come back later. Newnan needs people, food, medicine, tools - and we need you to come back alive."

Ashton looked around at the people still gathered, much like an extended, dysfunctional family. Yes, sudden near-extinction level events certainly made for strange bedfellows. Unfortunately, it also aired the uglier bits of humanity. Ash considered himself lucky to be with people like the former, dysfunctional but decent.

"Alright folks, any volunteers for Carrollton?"

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Black James!

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: Leann, Ash, Alicia, Caesar

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Upon establishing both his team and his town without any actual input from himself, James crossed his arms and shook his head. Of course he'd do it, he just wish someone would have asked.

"You know I'm down, Bosslady. I just wish you woulda gone Jeopardy and phrased that shit in the form of a question, is all. It's good, though. I get to partner up with Miss Juanita Badass over here, huh?"

James held out his closed hand to Alicia, giving it a little shake in her direction. "C'mon girl, don't leave me hangin'. C'mon, fistbump. Pound it, mamasita. C'mon, bump it. bumpitbumpitbumpitbumpitbumpitbumpit OK let's go pick out a ride."

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Caesar Gonzalez

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Location: Newnan
Interacting With: James, Meg

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Yeah, had to be done. Maybe he could even use some time outside the walls, get his head straight. Caesar didn't like the fact that Leann was separating himself from his M'hija, any more than she liked being separated from him. They looked out for each other, most of the time not even needing to speak to communicate.

He supposed it didn't matter, overall. His Alicia was smart, strong, and a better shot with a long rifle than anyone he knew. Caesar knew that she would be fine. Little girl could take care of herself.

Then he noted the antics of her partner for this run; his comical insistence that she tap his fist with hers, and issued a low growl in his direction. Barely a sneer crossed his face as this auditory warning droned from his throat. As a matter of coincidence, this was the exact moment that James decided to go find a car. Caesar didn't know if this constituted flirting with his daughter, but it was fast becoming annoying.

The elder Mexican's eyes trailed back to Ash. He was doing what he does in times like this: stating the obvious to get people moving. the machine needed to be oiled, and Ashton said what needed to be said to get the gears greased. Caesar didn't need a pep talk. He was too old to be impressed by some Army Captain, even if his daughter was.

Fact was, they had a job to do. No sense putting it off.

He began to walk away from the group, pausing in front of Meghna to point at her. "Get your shit. You're driving." He continued walking off, presumably to grab what he needed for the run, wordlessly preparing himself to see what happened to this place called "Franklin" now that the world stopped caring about it.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea
The first part of that video is just awful.

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

Ok, fixed. Sorry about that, good to go now.