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Interesting idea just came to me; how would we all feel if Charlie made a reappearance in the revival series? Almost like a guiding spirit
Ok so I have several ideas in my head about how this table is set up but I have what (I guess??) Is the 3 post probable outcomes.

I just put Ashley and Vincent together incest I don't actually know who they're supposed to be talking to? And don't ask how much effort I put into this because the answer is Too Much.


Good God, almost glad this isn't some kind of mystery rp. I'm imaging threads connected to photo's connected to sticky notes "WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!"
Just for reference everyone, the next "flashback episode" we will be going back to his Season 1, Episode 11: Lord of the Ridge. That episode is a fan favourite due to its light hearted nature after some pretty dramatic storytelling in the previous few episodes. So if you decide to flashback, keep that in mind!
& Dr. Hugo End




”That my dear Kieran is our other new recruit; Beatrix Reynell” Emory stated matter of factly as he made his way into the map room. ”You’ll like her. Fresh out of Hogwarts, a Ravenclaw like you and as you can see a metamorphagi; a changeling like you. There’s some common ground for you to enjoy”

Making his way over to the map, catching sight of Zara and the Caretaker he looked down to see their latest destination; Danvers State
Asylum. Fantastic, the broken minds of the Regulators were about to be incarcerated in an hospital for the clinically insane. Bet they’d fit in perfectly. He sighed deeply and looked up from the scry map. So much for a little bit of downtime. ”Get yourselves ready, we leave within the hour” In Emory’s broken mind, the sooner they got to working the case, the sooner they could get home. With that, the charms master set off towards the appartition room to set a course for the asylum.




Hugo ventured through the halls of the mysterium dormum in amazement. The structure of the building was incredible. It’s old halls had so many stories to tell and he was keen to hear them all. As he wandered, he stumbled across the scene in the map room just as Emory had left. He knelt down next to Kieran and Bea and gave her the once over. ”I don’t mean to intrude, I believe she has just fainted” Reaching into his suit pocket, he pulled out a little vial and handed it to the werewolf. ”Smelling salt. It’ll wake her right up” Dr End did not know this girl, she was not in his files and thusly was not one of his patients. Handing the salt to Kieran seemed like the proper course of action in his rational mind.

”I would just like to say, I’m not here to replace anyone. I’m not here to analyse and dissect any of you; I am simply here to help. Hopefully you all will give me the chance to”




The Caretaker collapsed into his old armchair, breathing rapidly as he tried to slow the pounding pain in his chest. Scrying three times in as many days was stressful on his body and he needed to calm himself. He clutched the leather arms of his chair like the dying breath of a dream, closing his bloody eyes tightly as he tried to wish away the agony that coursed through his veins. The Creature let out a soft whimper as a tear ran down his grey face.

”Lest not the nightmare dwell, sunshine and meadow I wish once more for your grace. The night will not consume what the day already holds close”

As he opened his eyes, The Caretaker was startled by the sight of several people staring back at him, all in a line and pointing their fingers. He blinked and like a shadow in the dead of night they were gone.

So are we on the second episode starting with your last post, @BrutalBx? Or are these still the end scenes


Second episode
@Sarcelle Renard That final line from Kieran basically sums up ORO. It would be surprise if these people were ever surprised again
Gethin had been at TV for a few hours. “The Welsh Dragon” had always been an early riser, ever since he was a boy back in Cardiff. It helped that he didn’t really sleep much, it meant that he could stay awake all night and watch AWE live. It was a dream come true for him the day he was signed. He had spent years working the independent scene in the UK before finally getting a break in the Japanese circuit. It was there where he truly developed into the performer he was today. He found himself seduced by strong style and soon adopted it as his own way of performing. In the dojo’s of All Japan Battle Wrestling, alongside the toughest men on the planet, he created his Brutal Artist character. Pure bred Professional Violence was his creed, it was his code, it was who he was...or at least on camera that was the case.

His days since joining the AWE had become pretty routine by this point. He would wake up early in whatever town they were in, find the nearest gym, workout like a motherfucker and then head to TV. One thing that helped Gethin stand out was his body, he was obsessed with staying in perfect shape and it showed. In spite of this, he was not a body guy, he was a workhorse; Gethin Rhys was someone who worshiped the actual craft of professional wrestling, the art of the match. His style was stiff, hard hitting and realistic but that’s what it was supposed to be. He had to convince the fans that he was legitimately beating the hell out of his opponent. If he couldn’t’ fool them, what was the point of it all? Wrestling was supposed to be a sport after all.

Having arrived early enough the see the card for the evening, Gethin saw that he was not booked that night. That was fine, he understood that he didn’t need to wrestle every night despite that being his wish. So instead of working, he could help some of the younger guys polish up on their skills. Whispers in the locker room soon became hard fact as Drayden headed to ring to give up his belt. Gethin watched on the monitors during the emotional moment. He and Drayden had yet to cross paths in the ring, so he hoped the face of the company would heal as fast as he could so as to make this dream match a reality. As he stood watching the show, the Welshman heard someone of the younger talent talking about the tournament brackets that had just been put up, Making his wa back to the locker room, Gethin’s dark eyes widened as he saw that he was not only in the tournament but he was also booked to win the world championship. Of all the talent he could’ve gone with, Roddy was going to go with him?

”Holy shit”





”I’m not booked again? God damn”

The redhead sighed in frustration. Suzy had been doing everything she could on the house and developmental shows to get noticed. She had thought that her Diana Valentine character was getting over but apparently not. Passing by Gethin, she made her way to the women’s locker room and sat down. She had spent the better part of nine months working her way from announcer to talent and no one seemed to take any kind of notice expect the fans. She honestly thought their opinion mattered in making talent but apparently not. She wanted to sell her brand and sell the superstars she could manage. Grabbing a notepad from her bag, Suzy furiously scribbled down her thoughts and feelings. Her notepad was extremely important, it was where the Diana Valentine character was made and it was where her ideas were kept.

”I am gonna do this. Just let them try and stop me”

@BrutalBx

Haha, no worries, no worries. T'is fine.


Thanks muchly.
Urk, I'll do my best to get a post up once I get home from work!


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