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

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Elite Cabin Deck
Skills: N/A

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Josephine was torn between wonder and fear. It was an interesting mix of feelings, to be sure. What could she do when the sands were literally moving around them? And whatever force was coming to, most likely, do them harm, would not sit idly by while they prepare themselves. She was about to suggest something when she heard a voice. A voice that should not be. The last time she heard the voice felt like long ago, but she knew the voice was connected to someone thought dead. Yet, she heard it too. And judging from Vera’s reaction, she heard it and was processing it.

Reddish had the idea to find supplies, but Jo was torn leaving Vera alone. And Mosi was dealing with something, screaming about Vera disappearing. ”Ok, I think we can all agree this is getting out of hand. So, darling, go with Reddish to fetch supplies. I think it would do your mind a world of good to be focused on a task. Reddish, keep her safe and find what you can. I’ll stay behind with Lady Munn and ensure she is taken care of and safe. I would feel awful leaving her alone like this.” She addressed the others, hoping the woman would go with Reddish to fetch whatever they felt necessary. She wasn’t about to leave Vera lone, not after she heard the voice too.

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Arthribis (Underground)
Skills: Occult Knowledge, Research

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Faye took great care to observe everything occurring. The fact Richard was asking her for help now, about something otherworldly when he had been so adamant that this sort of thing was impossible, made her feel a bit giddy despite the situation. She knew they had to keep moving, less whatever danger was abound find them and deal with them. ”I am not positive, but I have put tons of time into research into strangde occurrences. From what I can gather, this appears like a sort of time spell? It isn’t as cut and dry as that though. I would hazard a guess that whoever cast a spell like this did more than one. This appears like multiple spells were cast and they are all converging here and now. If that is the case, it could be disastrous, which is why I suggest we keep moving as quickly as possible.”

She heard voices and the others recognized them. Things were all coming together, and it would not end well. She glanced up as the old man spoke about the ceiling evaporating. ”Funny you should mention time. Things seem to be warping and changing, as if we are moving through time. So it must be a time spell of some sort. But why?” She pressed onward, despite the morbid curiosity that wanted her to sit and study the effects. This was both fascinating and scary. Equal parts adventure and horror.

Roll Request

Character name: Faye
Characters current location: Underground Arthribis
Characters attempted actions: Faye is going to try to use her knowledge of the occult to see if it can be better explained and if they could prepare for it. Possibly even find out the exact cause of the distortions.
Any and all skills being used: Occult Knowledge. Research
Why each skill is being called: Occult Knowledge for figuring out what this could be and Research as a means of determining if she came across something that could explain this in her research.
Desired location: Same as above

The Uncanny X-Babies - Concluded

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Belladonna

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Location: Serval Industries - Research and Development Lab -> Hallway
Skills: N/A

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Bella had ignored Bobbi. It was better that way because in any other scenario Bella would have punched her lights out and that would not look good on either of them. So she remained quiet as she went off before storming off on her own. Bella had started her peace and left it at that. There was no sense in getting angry or antsy, flying off the handle like that. The damage was done.

She gave a cursory glance at the spot Andrew stood in before she left and spoke to Sapphire. She had never talked to the man much, but she was sad he was gone. Yes, even she felt emotions, she just didn't ever feel the need to show as much. After all, she just had a front-seat view of what unleashing your emotions does to you. But yes, she was sad. Upset even. He was a decent guy and now he was gone.

"I'll come help you. Hold on." She quickly made her way to Gardner's office, tempted to snoop inside while she was away, but opted to help Sapphire drag Pietro to his sister and to decide what to do with them. "Shall we?" There wasn't much more to say in this scenario. What was done, was done.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Camp Half-Blood - E6
Skills: Amokinesis, Chlorokinesis

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Mona was so far impressed with what she had seen. The kids here were no joke. Though no one was seriously hurt, she wondered what an actual fight would be like with all of them on the same side. Facing off against centaurs again, or possibly worse. She had slowly started to understand what she could do with her abilities, and she was eager to continue to try them.

And as such, a new opportunity presented itself. A girl with magical abilities, using the mist to her advantage, was preventing them. It would do no good to launch herself into a fight. So Mona opted for her own abilities. "She's not the only one with magic on her side." Mona readied herself, using Amokinesis on Annabelle. She managed to latch on to the girl's heart, causing her to fall for Mona. That aside, at least the girl would not attack her. "There, she's into me now. I'm grabbing that flag."

Mona launched herself up to the flag trying to pull it out. It would not budge. Frustrated, she had a thought. Using Chrlorokinesis, she moved the ground under the flag up, allowing it to be pulled out easily. She raised it up a bit. "Got it! Now we need to make it back in one piece."

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Debutante Blush

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Location: The East Room -> The Next Room (Following Walnut)
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Blush was sure of very few things in that moment. She was sure the family of the house would not be pleased to see them out and about. They would no doubt try to retrain them, possibly kill them. She also knew that as of right now she would not back down. She was through with the games of this godforsaken house. With or without the others to back her up, she intended to unmask this entire charade. Starting with the three that left them to freeze in the attic confinement.

”I shall give you the matches, petal. I would love nothing more than to see this place burn to ash.” Preferably with the inhabitants inside, but she would not say as much. ”As we traverse this room, perhaps we can talk about more beneficial things. Like why we were brought here in the first place. It is quite obvious we all received the same invitation and came here under certain pretenses, whether or not the family says it is true is beyond the point. We are here, we were invited, and yet we were treated like we had encroached on their territory. I, for one, do not plan to stand idly by and let that pass up. Someone in this house is responsible for bringing us here. And they are, perhaps, responsible for preventing us from leaving.”

She followed the professor person (whatever their name was) through the current room, into the next. It was still dark, so she could not move as quickly as she would have liked, but at least they were progressing. Hopefully, they would have light soon.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: Gretna Green - Church
Skills: Language -English, Kung Bafa

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Colette swung the rope dart around a bit, getting a feel for an old favorite weapon as she stared down the creature. The others were all putting in work to fell it, but it wasn’t going down easily. However, she noticed that it still reacted to attacks. If it could be wounded, it could also be killed. Grateful she had a swarm of competent ladies with her, Colette braced herself and charged forward.

Though the rope dart was a formidable weapon in capable hands, she doubted it could do much than damage the creature, but if she could hurt it enough, one of the others could fell it or seal it or something. She whipped her dart back before bringing it forward, ”Avoir à vous, démon.”

The dagger part of her weapon struck true, embedding itself in what could arguably be called the center of the creature. She had hoped to do with Maeve’s plan of pushing the creature back towards the alter, but that was not the case. After a large cry, the creature remained motionless, with her weapon still inside of it. ”I am unsure if it is down or not, but perhaps one could use this as an opportunity. It seems my weapon will not dislodge itself from it, but I believe I have hurt it, so that is something.” She was unsure how to proceed from here, but she hoped one of the other ladies could aid her.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: The Asylum - Outside
Skills: N/A

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Yes, she was clearly in the wrong in this situation. Deciding that bombs are not the answer to most situations, crazy or not, that having more help would be a benefit, and that this was clearly fucking nuts. Yep, she was the insane one out of them all. Even Riley seemed to take this all in stride. Was she insane? Had she finally succumbed to all she had seen? She may as well have as she saw dark tendrils spread around the building. She wasn’t against destroying whatever this was, but then it remained why it was chasing them. Why was it at the asylum? Why was she hearing Russian? Who the fuck was Shrody?!?

She carried the equipment handed off to her and was now on Team Blow It The Hell Up. She waited while the coroner bomb expert did her thing. She knew this was out of her wheelhouse, but she damn sure was expecting answers to the millions of questions she had. ”This thing…what is it and where did it come from? This all started with a murder investigation and now I am here staring at some…thing that is destroying this building. I’d like to think I’m fairly normal and I am holding it together as best I can, so bear with me if I don’t immediately accept all of this as reality just yet. Just blow it the fuck up already!”

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

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Elite Cabin Deck
Skills: N/A

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Josephine liked to think she had a clear head on her shoulders. Though she may have often acted as a ditzy blonde to get what she wanted, she knew better than most gave her credit for. So seeing the world around her shift, on top of a glowing brand on her finger (one she had burned on her before), plus shadows lurching despite the sun shining on them, well it was a lot to take in. But, clear-headedness won out. ”This all seems to be connected, I agree. It is perhaps why we were all put together. Why some of us were branded. We were meant to be here to witness this.”

Jo decided to ignore Reddish’s crass way of referencing the smell. Though she did agree with his sentiment. It seemed other forces were at work here. Forces that had been watching them from before they even got on this ship. She was sure of that. She checked and felt the gun she had on her for comfort. Though she doubted that if this was an other-worldly force, guns would not do much. ”I am armed and will use it if necessary, but I doubt whatever this is would be stopped with a bullet. We may need to arm ourselves with more. And we should find the others. They were still in town and could be in even more danger than us.”

And then she responded to Mosi, who posed a rather interesting question. ”Other than the good doctor, we haven’t seen a soul.”

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Arthribis (Underground)
Skills: Occult Knowledge, Research

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Faye took out the knife she had on her and showed it to Richard in a vain attempt to show she was not without her own merits. She figured he was trying to ensure her safety, but she had more pressing matters in mind. That being how they got out of there without being killed by whatever beast was stalking the corridors. The others seemed to want to find this Belladonna and if Gene was correct (and Faye had every reason to believe her) then Bella was a witch and would be more adequately prepared to handle herself more than they were.

”I must insist we keep a move on then. We will search for her and try to find her, but if what she says is true, Belladonna is probably handling herself better than we are currently.” Faye followed along with the others, and she heard voices. She hadn’t recognized any of them, but perhaps it was their friend.

Though maybe it was more than that. ”I understand you wish to find your friend, but if we are dealing with things outside of normalcy, than you should understand they like to trick. You could be hearing your friend or you could be hearing your demise trying to lead you astray. I would recommend caution proceeding forward, in case it is the latter.” Faye tried to wrack her brain to determine what they were facing.

Roll Request

Character name: Faye
Characters current location: Underground Arthribis
Characters attempted actions: Faye is going to try to use her knowledge of the occult to see what they could be facing with.
Any and all skills being used: Occult Knowledge. Research
Why each skill is being called: Occult Knowledge for figuring out what this could be and Research as a means of determining if she came across something that could explain this in her research.
Desired location: Same as above

🦄 Tartarean Strands - Chapter 1: The Collision

Tartarean Strands - Faith

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Faith Masters

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Character Summary

Name: Faith Emilia Masters
Age: 22
Starting RP: The Walking Dead, Paradoxical Emendation
Birth Place: Miami, Florida
Gender: Female
Languages: English and Sumerian

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Appearance

Height: 5'8''
Weight: 118 lbs
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Blue-Grey, Almond Shape
Hair: Blonde, Straight, Long (Just Past Shoulders)
Skin Tone: Cream
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two Ear Piercings

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Psychology

Captivating * Vindictive * Logical * Strong-Willed * Daring * Conceited

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Faith isn't one to be taken lightly. Appearances can be deceiving and inside the girly-girl cheerleader's head lays the mind of a logical thinker. It takes more than looks to get to the top of the high school hierarchy. It takes guts, willpower, and a sense of entitlement. Faith keeps her friends close and her enemies even closer. Faith can be very vindictive when she's felt she's been wronged and has sent many a person home crying.

Faith can be charming and captivating without much effort, often getting others to do things for her. She isn't lazy, she's just used to it. Faith has been known to be quite daring in her ventures, often at a risk to herself, but that's how you get the best results. During her time as a Paradox, Faith has grown to respect others more and work as a team. She has developed into a very strong-willed person, given recent events, and aims to prove herself to those she now cares about.
Fears:

• Clowns

Likes:

• Clothes
• Mirrors
• Leadership
• Ice Cream
• Puppies
• The Color Pink

Dislikes:

• Losing
• Bugs
• Being Sick
• Unwanted Flirting
• Clashng Colors
• Mushrooms

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Cards On The Table

General Skills:

• Shunting
• Glassibility
• Hand to Hand
• Soft Martial Arts
• Torture
• Bicycles
• Photography
• Knife
• Submachinegun
• Etiquette (Court)
• Etiquette (Kin)
• Lore (Kin)
• Charioteering
• Diplomacy
• Bow
• Breakaway
• Horsemanship

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Teal Dress, Simple Black Heels
• Wristwatch
• Mary Poppins Bag (Filled With Weapons For Kindred)

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Extras

Character Quote(s): "This is all fucked, isn't it?"
Theme Song:
Anything Else: PE CS], TWD CS
_{*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. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

🦄 Tartarean Strands - Chapter 1: The Collision

Tartarean Strands - Faye

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Faye Masterson

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Character Summary

Name: Faye Georgina Masterson
Age: 22
Starting RP: Deeper Than The Sands
Birth Place: New York, NY
Gender: Female
Languages: English and Latin

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Appearance

Height: 5'7''
Weight: 118 lbs
Build: Petite
Eyes: Brown, Round Shape
Hair: Blonde, Straight, Short (Just Past Ears)
Skin Tone: Ivory
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two Ear Piercings

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Psychology

Curious * Excitable * Passionate * Naive * Venturesome * Superstitious

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Faye believes she has the skills and the know-how to be the best supernatural investigator out there. When faced with obstacles, Faye powers through them as she believes no one can stop her. Even when faced with danger, Faye doesn't stand down when she knows she is right. She seeks out adventure and mysteries like her life depends on it, but she is often clueless to the ramifications that may follow.

She is superstitious and that is what drives her the most, believing that mysterious forces are at work in the world. However, she is intelligent and bright and is easy to talk to, especially about subjects she is passionate about. Her curious drive is what motivates her to keep moving forward.
Fears:

• Depths of the Ocean

Likes:

• Psychology
• Adventuring
• Jazz Music
• Dessert
• Mysteries
• Gossip

Dislikes:

• Being Looked Down Upon
• Snobby People
• Smoking
• "Women's Work"
• Being Corrected
• Eggs

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Cards On The Table

General Skills:

• Psychology
• Lore (Occult)
• Cryptography
• Alertness
• Research
• Dancing (General)
• Deduction (Investigative)
• Deduction (Person)
• Knife
• Swimming
• Stamina (Mental)

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Pink Dress, Light Pink Short Heels, Light Purple Hat
• Purse - Some Egyptian Currency, Passport, Lipstick, Pocket Mirror
• Journal w/ Pencils
• Silver Necklace
• Pocket Dagger
• Handkerchief
• White Handfan

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Extras

Character Quote(s): "If I wanted a man's opinion on my work, I wold have married one."
Theme Song:
Anything Else: Link
_{*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. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

🦄 Tartarean Strands - Chapter 1: The Collision

Tartarean Strands - Josephine

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Josephine Clarke

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Character Summary

Name: Josephine Annabelle Clarke
Age: 25
Starting RP: Deeper Than The Sands
Birth Place: Chicago, IL
Gender: Female
Languages: English and French

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Appearance

Height: 5'7''
Weight: 120 lbs
Build: Slender and Curvy
Eyes: Brown, Almond Shaped
Hair: Blonde, Open Wave, Shoulder Length
Skin Tone: Cream
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two Ear Piercings

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Psychology

Seductive * Conceited * Resourceful * Meddlesome * Focused * Hedonistic

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Josephine is a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to go get it. While some women may be passive, Josephine prefers being in your face, whether it is using her charm, beauty, or some other devious tactic to get what she desires. She isn't afraid to put someone in their place if she feels they crossed a line and she is really interested in one person: herself. If Josephine isn't happy, those around her aren't either.

Despite the typical Hollywood diva-like behavior, Josephine is resourceful and smart, but sometimes she is too smart for her own good, often landing her in hot water. She has had the good press as well as bad. She knows she is attractive and uses that to her advantage more times than not, playing up the "helpless" female role to get men to do her bidding. This has caused many a female to look at Josephine with both hatred and admiration. She is an advocate for woman's rights though and aims to make it her platform wherever she goes.
Fears:

• Being Buried Alive

Likes:

• Acting
• Fashion
• Men
• Chocolate
• Roses
• Sex

Dislikes:

• Paparazzi
• Slander
• Being Called "Doll"
• Passive Women/Women Who Don't Want More In Life
• Insects
• Typical Chauvinism

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Cards On The Table

General Skills:

• Persuasion
• Seduction
• Acting
• Alertness
• Deduction (Investigative)
• Memory Training
• Stage Presence
• Etiquette (General)
• Singing
• Musical Instrument (Whistle: Lips)
• Swimming
• Horsemanship
• Pistol
• Stamina (Mental)
• Stamina (Physical)

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Sailor Style Blouse, Black Cambridge Pants, Black Mary Janes
• White Diamond Earrings
• Grandpathers Pocket Watch
• Purse - Lipstick, Passport, Money ($100 British Sterling), Comb, Pocket Mirror
• Cigarettes
• Colt 1908 Vest Pocket (6 Rounds)
• Dark Wood Lighter
• Vera's Journal

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Extras

Character Quote(s): "I live for the spotlight, darling"
Theme Song:
Anything Else: Link
_{*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. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}