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May even have a young Charlie jump in the fellowship just to get a feel so we all know to play him.
Post coming from me tomorrow! Sorry for the delay guys, been working back to back shifts.
If anyone needs a hand in what to post, don't hesitate to message me and I'll try and help out.
Hey for the flashback might your fellowship need a criminal element to help them break into the library, or maybe someone to help distract a security guard? If so Logan might be your guy.


I was gonna have Decky and Danny leaving the library just a little before it closes so I figured that's how theto factor in


The fellowship grows...








”Things aren’t going to get weird between us, Zara”

In truth, Emory could not guarantee what was going to happen next. The charms master’s feelings ran amok around his head like a tribe of Cornish Pixies bustling around the woods. He knew of course that this was not only because of his own struggle with deep emotion but also due to his constant use of memory charms; his mind was deteriorating and this small fact did a fair but in the way of his hiring of Dr End. Emory needed to see what could be salvaged before it was too late. He looked up from his preparations to catch the gaze of the beauty that stood before him. He didn’t know how to feel anymore.

”I’m not sure what that means” He began. ”The magic used in scrying, the spells or spell that keep the Caretaker here I don’t understand them, never have. I’ve tried to research it, I’ve tried to…speak to him about it but whatever he is and what ever magic runs in his veins, it’s not something we can fathom. Why he said your name? I have no idea. It could be just because you were in the room, I don’t know. Maybe there’s some direct link between you and this asylum but I honestly couldn’t tell you”

Making his way to the remnants of Blackbeard’s ship that sat in the middle of the apparition room; Emory pulled his wand free and aimed it at the globe, placing his free hand over the needleless compass. ” Terra. Ignis. Aqua. Aer. Peto fine motus.” With a clear image of the scry map in his mind, the broken wizard began to recite the incantation and the globe began to move. The compass span violently and the lights flickered for a few moments before stabilizing. The house was now on it’s way, they would be at their destination shortly. Using the artefacts was quite jarring, that’s why Emory always insisted on doing it himself. It was not that he didn’t trust his colleague’s, he just didn’t want any of them to get hurt.

Turning to face a new voice, it was Tariq, doing his best to apologize. Emory had known Tariq since Hogwarts and there was a reason that they were friends, they were very similar but things had changed and Tariq blamed him for it. Not without cause or reason, Emory knew he was partially at fault but to shoulder the entire thing? That wasn’t fair. Still; Emory had very little time to hold a grudge, there was too much going on right now. ”Call it water under the bridge, Tariq. I know how you are but I will say this” In a split second, Emory’s aura and demeanour went just a little darker than usual. ”Don’t ever, question me about what’s going on in my head. None of you have the slightest idea how I think or how I feel. Don’t pretend like you do”

Sighing deeply, Emory ran his hand down his chin and looked at the two of them. ”You guys need to go get ready, it won’t be long before we arrive. I won’t be going with you on this one, I have some work from the Ministry I need to deal with. The new girl, watch out for her. She’s young and I don’t want her here but the I can’t say no to the Minister, she wanted her in so she’s in. Protect her”

@AnaSilan Sunja@Starwinter Great work you two!

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Lol well we know Deckys are assholes so

I'm formatting mine and Star's bit by bit. I've got work in 3 hours and I get off at 4pm so I'll probably be able to post it sometime in the evening.


I don't know, I'm thinking 80's flashback to their parents as young adults lol But in all serious, I was thinking that if ever we need to face claim their parents, they definitely need to be obscure stars of the 80's and 90's.
I'm off until Wednesday....
Where is everyone?
I just realised there's one glaring thing we've complete neglected to discuss in this rp...the character's parents!

Hope everyone's collabs are coming along too
Gethin Rhys





Turning on his heel, Gethin needed to find the king, the man, the boss, Roddy Quinn. The Welshman was trying to wrap his head around his boss’s decision. Drayden had been the top guy for years and he held the respect of all the boys in the locker room. From a booking stand point it would’ve made sense for the strap to be put on someone like Caiden Winters or even Zachary Wake. They were established guys in the AWE Universe, the fans knew and cared for them. Gethin Rhys hadn’t been on the scene that long. Sure he was a huge name in Japan and when he was signed there was a fair bit of fanfare but even still, he had yet to truly make his mark in the AWE but there it was in black and white on the locker room wall; he was going to be the next AWE Champion.

The early contract negotiations came out of nowhere really. Gethin was having a great run in AJBW over in Tokyo. He was the top gaijin wrestler in the company with his violent style matches and refusal to cut a promo in Japanese (even though he is fluent) he had developed quite the cult following. His stripped down, back to basics prize fighter character had connected with the audience on a different level and his choice of an 80’s style synth song as his entrance theme compared to every other generic rock song was unique enough to make him stand out amongst the crowd. Gethin Rhys was the American Psycho…except you know, he was Welsh. He wasn’t sure exactly who facilitated the deal or whom recommended him but one evening Gethin got the call from Roddy Quinn to ask about maybe defecting to AWE. He had a good thing going in AJBW but the money and the notoriety was in the states; it was an offer he couldn’t really refuse.

As he wandered backstage, Gethin passed by Kevin with a courteous nod. The writer was heading towards the women’s locker room. Kevin had been key to tweaking the “Brutal Artist” character for an American audience. The rules over here were very different to the ones over there, it was a different style, a different demographic and it was difficult to adjust. Of course there was Roger the Sound Guy working on something, God that guy was creepy. CBL for sure. Making his way to where Roddy had settled his office for the night, there was a cue a mile long.

”Fuck”

Hopefully, he’d be able to catch the big man soon. As time passed and wrestlers, stage crew et al had been in to the see the king, a slight tingle of nerves ran through the master of the headbutt’s body. He realised that he didn’t know exactly what he wanted to say to the man but before he could think of something, he was called in. Entering into Roddy Quinn’s office and seeing him sitting there was like watching the ruler on the Iron Throne about to kill Sean Bean or something, it was a weird feeling.

@Universorum

”Mr Quinn. Thanks for seeing me”

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