Lady Absinthia

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Year 5: Part 3

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Date: July 22nd, 2012

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach

Temperature: 76F
Humidity: High (Around 81%) - No Rain
Wind Speed: 14 MPH
Cloud Coverage: Clearing

Note: The Sun has set and the temperature is dropping, we are officially in the 70's.

Drinks are as follows:

• Heavy: Moonshine (Clear)
• Moderate: Whiskey (Brown)
• Light: Beer (Pale Ales)
• Sweet Tea (Brown)
• Water (Clear)

Seriously, if you want to get drinks mixed up, go for it LOL

The music continues, the band seems to be sticking to classics at this point: Simple Man, Sweet Home Alabama & Free Bird by Skynyrd are the next three songs they go through. While people are out on the dance floor, the music at this point seems to be more for background to the rest of the party. People are making the rounds, getting drinks, plates of food. Some are sitting by the fire pits, others are going down to the waters edge, sitting on logs that are set out like benches, just standing about. Small groups of what looks like old friends.

Adelaide looked over towards Lisa and smirked. "You're just looking for fresh meat, though can't blame ya, been a while since we had new faces," she said before taking a sip of her drink. The woman let her eyes wander over the new arrivals as well as the old standards. She spotted Nikki heading over. "Well seems either she wasn't doing anything we would do, that or he is a quick finish," she said before snort laughing into her beer and having to choke it down.

Riley was very happy just to have the dance with Amelia. Song changing over and she was in no hurry to move along or let go of Amelia. She let her know, giving a squeeze here and there, or a small kiss; as long as Amelia was comfortable being out and about she would be and would follow her from the dance floor to the bar to get food, walk down the beach, whatever worked. It was their first real evening together in some form of real safety since Newnan. Last group thing since Tati and Jack's wedding. (Jack and Tati had made a quick appearance but went back to their place early with little Jamie. Tati wasn't doing well around so many at once.)

Younger kids are running around and rushing over to Tesla who had a back pocket full of old sparklers, a lighter in one hand and a pail of water in the other. Pulling them out waved the kids to follow him. "Alright you know the drill," he said as he lead them further down the beach and started lighting sparklers. Handing them over one at a time and letting the kids run around with them but keeping an eye out like a protective older brother. Away from the main fires, the kids seemed to have fun drawing and writing their names in the air with the sparklers.

Adelaide looked over towards Nikki as she came over and smirked. "Oh my, here I am the bar tender and you asking for a drink. Are you 21 yet? Got a drivers license? Show me your id. Oh wait, aren't you on parole for breaking and entering, theft of two liters of Whiskey?" Adelaide said with a smirk on her lips. Her eyes glanced towards Thalia but she didn't say anything about the ball comment.

Shears nodded. "Everything takes time, we can't all be as awesome and good looking at me. Makes it harder to fit in when your not," he chuckled as he patted his hair. "Shit, nah. I mean thought it was but nah, funny as hell. Should give it a go," he told Alexander. Looking at the kid running around down the beach he grinned. "Oh to have the knees to do that," he pondered as he started walking, heading over to the bar. Adelaide saw him coming and already pulled out a small bottle of brown liquid. Uncapping it she held it out. Shears took it with a grin. "Thank ya Cheers," he said as he kept walking, raising it a bit in cheer before taking a swig and smacking his lips. Seemed the man was going to waddle down to where the kids were playing and see about getting himself a sparkler.

Looking over at Hunter, Adelaide rose a brow. "Hard to know since I ain't ever seen you drink before, but let's start simple," she said popping open a beer and sliding it over. She still hadn't served Nikki anything and smirked as she slipped the beer over to Hunter. After about a half second more she finally opened another beer and slid it over to Nikki. "Should really make you get Maddogs permission, if only to piss you off," she added with a smirk.

Nigel got Adelaide to turn her attention. "Actually, don't have any wine down here. Maybe next time. No one ever asks for it so I didn't even bother to bring down a bottle or two," she admitted. "But hey, you want wine, talk to Padre, maybe he can give you communion."

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Thana Martin

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: L11 (Dance Floor)
Skills: N/A

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Letting out a short breath, Thana leaned back and looked up at Ash. Her fingers trailing lightly over the back of his neck as she gazed into his eyes. This was nice and while there were plenty of people about, hundreds in fact, but right then it felt to her that it was just them. It was nice. Sure not as private as she would have perhaps liked right then but it was enough. This was needed as much as being alone together was. Thinking back to their first real conversation after they met she remembered telling Ash he needed to put himself out there, build bridges with his people instead of locking himself away. It would have been rather hypocritical of her to steal him away and not be around people herself. Then again, she had earned the right to be a bit selfish when it came to Ash as she figured it.

At this words she smirked. Seemed he didn't want her away anymore than she wanted to be away from him. She did promise but it could wait, maybe after the band took its first semi-break during the evening she could slip up there, get it over with and get back to her man. "How 'bout if I go you just stay close. That or I could drag you on stage with me," she teased halfheartedly. "Maybe make you sing instead of me. Bet you'd do the Army proud," she teased a bit more. Granted she didn't know if Ash could sing or not. Then again, she didn't care. Hearing his Virginian drawl was enough for her.

Thana giggled a bit as she pulled herself closer, a thought crossing her mind. "Last time there was dancing and singing we ran away with food in hand," she said remembering the night of the reception. "Granted we never really ate it that night either." Sighing she rested her brow against his chin and closed her eyes as they danced together. "Hopefully tomorrow's tomorrow will be better than that nights tomorrow..." she whispered as her brow slipped to the side and she rested her head on his shoulder. She really didn't think she could stand another year plus apart from him if history repeated itself, she didn't know if she had the strength to go through it again.

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Nikola Warren

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: L11 (Bar)
Skills: N/A

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Nikki rolled her eyes and blew an overly large bubble with her gum as Adelaide rattled off her list of demands and then brought up the theft. The bubble burst with a loud pop, it sagging below her lips and caught on her nose. Reaching up she pulled it off and stuck her tongue out at Adelaide. Yeah and if I knew you'd bring it up every time I saw you I would have stole a lot fucking more," she said rather brazenly as she folded her gum over itself and stuck it back into her mouth, chomping it with a grin. She would have as well. If she knew Ada would keep bringing it up she would have drank till she threw up and then stashed some elsewhere for later.

Adelaide might not have said anything but Nikki did. "No, you need a tiara first," she said before looking back at Adelaide again. "Come on Cheers, I've been a good girl." Her jaw went slack as Adelaide served one person after another and still hadn't served her. "Hey, cute girl here, pouty lips, wanting a drink, dying of thirst, come on Cheers..." she said and nearly about started begging when Adelaide finally handed one over. Though her words about asking Maddog got Nikki to narrow her eyes. "You like being a bitch?" she asked as she took the beer and slipped back quickly.

"I'm going over there," she said informing Hunter before skipping off. She stopped just long to stick her tongue out at Adelaide. She headed over to the large kettles and had a seat, figuring she could drink and get something to eat before it was all gone or grew cold.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Year 5: Part 3

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Date: July 22nd, 2012

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach

Temperature: 81F
Humidity: High (Around 83%) - No Rain
Wind Speed: 12 MPH
Cloud Coverage: Overcast

Note: Weather and drinks are the same: It has gone down a whole 2 degrees! LOL Okay, party is underway, bar is open. Adelaide will serve one of several things if asked -

• Heavy: Moonshine (It's clear)
• Moderate: Whiskey (It's brown)
• Light: Beer (Pale Ales)
• Tea (Southern Sweet, it's brown, if you put a drink down next to someone else drinking whiskey, you might mix it up lol)
• Water (Clear, look out for switching glasses with mooonshine.)

Seriously, if you want to get drinks mixed up, go for it LOL

Sun is starting to set, it is starting to get darker outside, food is starting to be ready. Tables are set up near the boils, plates are made up and laid out for people.

Adelaide looked over towards Lisa and smirked a bit as she popped open a beer for herself. "You look like you are a cat about to pounce the fuck out of someone and you just haven't decided who yet," she said under her breath before taking a long pull from her drink. A little smile curling up more at the corner of her lips.

Riley looked over to Amelia and nodded. Dancing would be nice. They hadn't had a chance to dance since Tatiana's and Jacks Wedding. (It was kind of hard to dance in the back of the Hordebuster before it broke down.) Taking Amelia's hand, Riley lead her over to the edge of the dance floor, not wanting to make Amelia get in the crowd and around too many people too fast. Slipping her arms around her, she held Amelia close as they danced.

Shears chuckled a bit. "Don't think that girl likes me," he said in passing about Amelia - the two of them hadn't exactly gotten off on the best foot, but she was trying, so he would.

Morales looked over at Thalia and laughed. "Alright girl," he said before waving his hands in the air. "This piece of dirt, if hers!" he yelled. Atlas looked at the man like he was dumb, and it appeared he gave this look a lot. The General just shook his head with a bit of a smile. The group was at least trying to treat the new comers as if they were already a part of the group. Part of that was ragging people.

Looking over at Thalia as she came over Adelaide nodded. "Sure thing. Oh wait, your Joaquins sister aren't ya? Nice to put a face to the name," she said as she popped the top off a beer and slid it over. "I'm Adelaide, or Ada. And this cat is Lisa," she said introducing herself and the woman standing there.

Shears looked at Alexander and chuckled. "Well, unless I think it would be funny as hell I won't," he teased and taunted. "These days, pretty much that. And like being a little bit of psychologist. Not fully but hey, barber chairs like bars, people open up." Shoving his hands in his pockets he shook his head. "Not this big. Band plays here most nights though, even if it is just a jam session or practice. Usually only time they are all off duty. We have other things though. Bike racing, sandcastle competitions, bridge tournaments, quilting circles, etc. Even have an old school Dungeons Dragons group. Things that don't take a lot of resources but keep people occupied. Then, there are the fights."

Erica wasn't saying anything. Mostly looking around. This was a lot to take in. Especially after everything that had happened. Wayne and Hank were plopped down on the sand eating by now. She kind of zoned out before realizing Hadrian had walked off. Snapping out of it, she walked over to him and whispered quietly that she was sorry for zoning out and she was going to turn in for the night. She wanted to catch up on some rest and have a moment alone to herself. Giving a slight smirk she walked off with a wave. She was good, she just wanted a moment.

Adelaide waited for Erica to walk off before pulling out a single beer and handing it over to him. "If you want the second still let me know," she said with a wink before looking back at Lisa. "Where the hell is Checkbook? I mean you don't think she's already hooking up with that new kid do ya?" she pondered out loud.

Sheers looked over to Manny and nodded. "Shit yeah, well gotta get ya what ya need first but that is medical and such, would have to talk to S.B. - Doc might be the doc but she runs the show, and I ain't gain near that. She ain't forgiven me for the April Fools joke yet..."

The song changed over and the band did a cover of Blue Eyes by the Who. It wasn't bad.

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Thana Martin

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: L11 (Bar -> Dance Floor)
Skills: N/A

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Looking over at Ash, Thana smirked a bit as she downed her drink and set the glass down on the bar. She was hearing what Adelaide had said but she ignored it. She was a bit wrapped up in having Ash around and she wasn't going to apologize for that. They had been apart for so long, not being able to be around each other, each having to do their own thing and more. Now that they were together, well she was going to be on him as much as she saw other love birds being close and sticking together. When time was limited, when life was this way, you had to. If you didn't then you lost perhaps the only chance you would ever get to be close to someone again. You had to. Take out the sentimental points, if you didn't you weren't getting laid - ever, and dying after throwing a chance at orgasm away was just plain dumb.

Slipping her arms over his shoulders, Thana held on as Ash carried her over to the dance floor. There was no need for that. She could walk a few feet but she wasn't going to say anything. Ash was obviously trying and taking every chance he could to keep her close. She wasn't complaining, she was eating it up. "Well maybe I will when they pull me up there. Promised Preacher I would do a song or two," she admitted as she slid down his body as he set her back down. Keeping her arms around his shoulders she swayed lightly and tried to keep most of her weight off her leg that was healing.

"Ash, carry me where'er ya want, I'm good with it," she added as they danced. Slowly pressing against him more and resting her head on his shoulder. It was less and less a formal dance and more and more like something two eight graders would do in middle school. Better this way as Thana saw it. Easier on her leg instead of trying to do spins or waltz and like hell she was going to be line dancing tonight.

As the song changed over Thana didn't let go and just dance snuggled a little closer. "We ain't stoppin', deal with it," she said under her breath before placing a soft kiss to his cheek and settling her head back down on his shoulder. Sure it wasn't a love song and it wasn't fully slow but it didn't mean they had to stop dancing.

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Nikola Warren

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: M9 -> L11 (Bar)
Skills: N/A

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Nikki shook her head. "Yeah I thought it was weird too but apparently if one dog gets sick and then everything gets put together or some kid touches it because it is left out. It's to keep things from spreading," she explained. Yeah, it seemed a little over done or odd but it seemed that there was a reason for it. It seemed that CMB had a reason for everything. Either they were really good at answers or they had done a lot of trial and error over the years. To keep the peace and keep things running, it was probably a little bit of both. Or a lot a bit of both.

Quirking a brow, Nikki looked over to Hunter. "Sound lonely," she said when he said outside of guns and dogs it was almost perfect, outside a place to settle down. No mention of anyone else. "Less'un you mean settling down in a place like this where you got people," she finally added before shrugging and skipping around. Seemed the girl had an unending supply of energy just to jump around.

"No just parties this sized. We do little things all the time but bigger ones, more like waiting fora good catch or something. They hit crabtopia last night, so party on the beach today. Plus so many new people, easiest way for everyone to get to see each other. The band plays most nights, usually just jamming or practicing. I usually just swim while they do. If I ain't hanging out with Bass," she said as they walked. Nodding as he went to put his pooch up, she waited for him to get back.

Looking over towards the beach she checked her watch before glancing over at Hunter when he came back. "Let's go man, promised to show up," she added as she tugged on his arm to follow her. Seemed her energy was a bit on over flow right then and she started running. "Come on, I could use a drink!" she yelled back over her shoulder and giggled before taking off. She came sliding into the scene and darted over to the bar. "Come on Ada, don't make me beg," she said tapping the bar top and motioning towards the beers.

✾ Lady Absinthia's Catacomb Of Characters

Kilatha McNolly "You had me waste ten years of my life to be second? Fuck you." - To her vocal coach on graduation. ⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ An insightful individual, Kilatha is quick-witted and sharp. She has and shows the ability to accurately assess situations and turn this into her advantage. Perceptive about her surroundings, she has a sensitive insight; a deeply accurate and understanding perspective of things that goes unnoticed. She is not one to be intimidated or discouraged by difficulty. Unalarmed and unflinching in the face of danger and resolute in the face of disappointment. A bit gutsy, she is audacious and can be daring even if she tends to be a feisty, even cocky about things. Intense and zealous about things, she is fierce and excitable. Excited about what lays before her and raging about her past. Hot-blooded and sensual, she knows what she wants and when she wants it. An ego that is laced with a deep insecurity Kilatha has an excessively high opinion of her talents. She has an arrogant superiority about herself and disdain of those she views as unworthy. An elevated belief in her own merit and what is due to her. She is not one to change her attitude or position on something, even when arguments can be made against it. She is difficult to move on a belief or subject being over obstinate and mulish about things. Willful and headstrong she digs in and refuses to let go. Bull-headed and adamant, she is uncompromising and can be uncooperative. Being unyielding in these ways makes her difficult to work with. The woman has strong feelings and shows her annoyance or displeasure openly; even with hostility when she is exasperated or vexed beyond the point of rational thought. ⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Before Entering RP Childhood: Kilatha was born to Afra, a miner, and Elizara, a nurse, in Mexico on planet Earth during the fall while her parents were visiting family. She was raised in California by her parents. Kilatha spent her childhood in studies and singing in the school chorus. When she 12 she began training to become a solo artist with aspirations of interstellar stardom. When she was 18, her mentor confided that her upper vocals had a burr in them. This would normally mean the end of a career before it began but Kilatha kept training under the promise it could be worked out. Adulting: Kilatha continued her training until her mentor told her there was nothing more that could be done at 22. She was considered completed for the institution and given the option to join several productions as chorus and backup. She took the first job offered to her and began singing chorus for a traveling show for the next eight years. She continued to audition for solo jobs but made no progress. The Earth Economy is not what it once was and Kilatha found it hard to makes ends meet. After hearing some rumors about a no-travel planet and researching the Guild and Crystal Singers, Kilatha booked passage despite the various warnings against it. The strongest protests coming from her mother. Bags packed, Kilatha headed for the jump terminal to meet up with off world transport and intergalactic jump to Ballybran Crystalline Symbiosis Earth Jump Station - Outer Orbit: ⚘ Relations ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Major Brinx Server "I was hardly mistaken, you just didn't train hard enough." - To Kilatha about the burr in her voice Ten years: That was how long Brinx was Kilatha's mentor and vocal coach within the program. Seeking her out when she was younger. Promising her with her range and perfect pitch she would be able to make a large splash in the intergalactic music scene and live an extraordinary life among the stars. Even after a burr developed in Kilatha's voice Brinx assured her it was nothing she needed to worry about, that it they could work it out with proper training and even if they could not, it was unique and it could be made to work with her voice. In the end he was wrong (or lied, no one is sure). Minor Gilglim Forentha "Are you fucking nuts?" - On Kilatha applying to the guild Gilglim and Kilatha met her second and his forth year in vocal training. They became vocal partners to help work on their harmonizing and blending. The two became slow friends. Personalities clashing at first but over time earning each others respect and enjoying each others company platonicly during holiday. Gilglim graduated two each before Kilatha did and moved to Asia where he tours with a comedic troupe. The two remain in contact with video conference calls and oddly enough what is known as "Archaic Communications" (Aka they write letters with pen and paper). When Gilglim found out about Kilatha applying to the guild he was the most out spoken against it. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Master NPC List Camp Mexico Beach Florida, U.S.A.	Call Sign: General Title: C.O. Name: Aeron Martin Job: Commanding Officer	Call Sign: Gunny Title: X.O. Name: Macsen Martin Job: Executive Officer	Call Sign: Maddog Dept.: Operations Name: Maddoc Martin Job: Operations Officer	Call Sign: Major Dept.: Training Name: Liz Romanova Job: Firearms	Call Sign: Atlas Dept.: Supply Name: John Job: Alpha Team
Call Sign: Volts Dept.: Engineering Name: Dwayne Job: Engineering Officer	Call Sign: Doc Dept.: Medical Name: Michael Willis Job: Surgeon	Call Sign: Wolverine Dept.: Safety Name: Roy Gregory Job: Security	Call Sign: Rivets Dept.: Transportation Name: Rosie Job: Shop Foreman	Call Sign: Shears Dept.: Chaplain Name: Eddie Job: Barber	Call Sign: Spots Dept.: Transportation Name: Delilah Job: Navigation
Call Sign: Padre Dept.: Chaplin Name: Atticus Pearson Job: Company Chaplin	Call Sign: Cook Dept.: Mess Name: Mae Job: Executive Chef	Call Sign: The Goat Dept.: Chaplin Name: Moralez Job: Morale Officer	Call Sign: The Professor Dept.: Education Name: Edna Job: Principle	Call Sign: Frankenstein Dept.: Transportation Name: Aton Mizrahi Job: Mechanic	Call Sign: Dusty Dept.: Transportation Name: Dustin Job: Pilot
Call Sign: S.B. Dept.: Medical Name: Mary Job: Pharmaceuticals	Call Sign: Auntie Dept.: Supply Name: Claire Job: Supply Officer	Call Sign: Panama Dept.: Weapons Name: Eric Job: Weapons Officer	Call Sign: Chase Dept.: Safety Name: Beth Job: Weather & Tides	Call Sign: Daytona Dept.: Supply Name: Margarete Job: Alpha Team	Call Sign: Shakespeare Dept.: Supply Name: Joaquin Gonzales Job: Beta Team
Call Sign: Bass Dept.: Supply Name: Ray Adaway Job: Beta Team	Call Sign: Cheers Dept.: Engineering Name: Adelaide Grimaldi Job: Distillation	Call Sign: Tesla Dept.: Fabrication Name: Douglas Job: Metals & Wiring	Call Sign: Rolodex Dept.: Administration Name: Sandra Job: Reception	Call Sign: Goliath Dept.: Supply Name: Guy Guthrie Job: Sea Team	Call Sign: DoLittle Dept.: Medical Name: Sheryl Dee Job: Veterinarian
Call Sign: Medic Dept.: Supply Name: Jahosafat Moreau Job: Sea Team	Call Sign: Cage Dept.: Safety Name: Elliot Monroe Job: Warden	Call Sign: Has None Yet Dept.: Supply Name: Ted Flounders Job: Sanitation	Call Sign: Freedman Dept.: Medical Name: Dean Morrison Job: Psychiatrist

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Camp Mexico Beach "Welcome to Camp Mexico Beach" - Padre to each group that enters ⚘ Background ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Along the panhandle of Florida is a town that was once a vacation haven for people. Not a large tourist town like Panama City Beach had once been but a smaller town where people went if they wanted more quiet than elsewhere along the coast line. A place for retirees and families to go without the crowds. Where most days, even if the place was in the middle of a perfect summer, you could walk along the beach and be left alone with plenty of space. That was before the outbreak and the dead started rising once again. That kind of changes shit. At least for many places. Mexico Beach is very much the same as it was before the outbreak. Still a lot of people in their autumn years, still rather quiet. Anything but a retirement community or vacation spot anymore. It is now what one might think of as a military type outpost. Nearly everyone there is a survivor of the outbreak and has been there since the beginning. Former Military took the lead and got things in order post haste when the world started going to shit. Being filled with generations of people that grew up before the internet, cable, or even color TV had it's advantages and the place has seemed to thrive. Sure there are younger folk as well but here the mantle of experience is in charge. ⚘ The Camp Itself ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Laid out below is a basic over look map of the town as it is now. The walls are twenty foot high and seven foot wide with a constant patrol built sand, stone and Roman-like concrete. There are only two gates, one at the east side and one at the west. Each gate is a set of two gates you must pass through to get into the man area itself. Out in the water is a patrol and nets designed to catch food and the walking dead that can wash up on shore. The town is very set in their ways and while open to new comers are not open to change. What they have their they have worked for and built. It works for them, has kept them alive and safe. Military Law rules and The General is in charge. Click <- For Full-Sized Map ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Location: Bay County, Florida, USA ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ C.O.: The General X.O.: Gunny ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ The People: Military Style Law Population: 301 Ages: 2 - 87 yrs. Under 18: 12% Over 50: 52% Male: 64% Female: 35% ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Map Key [+] A: Administration/Communication B: Hospital/Medical C: Mess Hall D: Pier E: Main Electric F: Helipad G: Water Repair Shop H: Desalination Treatment Facility I: Boat Ramp J: Sea Processing K: Mechanics And Fabrication L: Distillation/Fuel M: Education Center N: Officer Housing O: Enlisted Housing P: Assembly Q: Lumber Yard R: General Supply S: Armory Supply T: Hydroponic Garden U: Fishing Traps And Underwater Garden V: Chapel W: Quarantine X: General Housing Y: Beach Stage Z: Vet AA: Jail ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Departments [+] Commanding Officer: First In Command. Responsible for the entire Camp and over seeing all the higher staff members - Similar to a City Mayor or Governor. Executive Officer: Second in Command. Responsible for day to day activity and over seeing logistics - Similar to a City Manager. Administration: Responsible for maintaining all information and paperwork. This include records, communications, trade, and recruitment. This department typically handles personnel records, promotions, and the like. Chaplain: Dedicated to promoting the spiritual, religious, and personal morale of the entire camp. They also provide pastoral care and counseling, death planning, final death, and burial. They also provide mediation between parties. Education: Oversees the passing of knowledge from one generation to the next as well as maintaining library, research facilities, and recording events for future generations. Base education begins at Pre-K levels and students learn within age groups until their 18th year. Higher Education is conducted in apprentice fashion as well as class room and is coordinated through the Education department with others. This includes not only core knowledge but the arts as well. Engineering: Maintains all technology within the camp. Responsible for keeping Solar Panels and Tidal Stations in working order, repairs desalination, and so forth. Ensures that light, heat, AC, air filters, water, and sewage it taken care of and in proper working order. They are also in charge of bridge and wall construction as well as the desalination and distillation. Fabrication: In a time where one cannot just go down to the local Home Depot things must be made. From wood planks to tiles to replacement parts for vehicles and even threads and fabrics. If it needs to be carved, molded, created from nothing - Fabrication tends to it. Medical: Responsible for maintaining the health of the camp, the treatment of sick and injured, disease prevention and the promotion of good health. From mental to physical health, dental, surgery, and hospice care. They are also in charge of pharmaceuticals and the medical garden. Mess: While not only tending to food preparation and distribution for the members of the camp, they over see fishing, gardens, preservation, and the like to ensure there is enough to go around. They work closely with other departments to maintain nutritional balance and production of food, and clean drinkable water is available. Operations: Work as the lynch pin for all departments, coordinating efforts and prioritizing needs of the camp. They are also in charge of trade and runs. In addition, they are the ones to bring in new people, vet them out, test them for position, and make recommendations to the X.O. for promotions or even expulsion from the camp. Safety: Takes care of maintaining the perimeter of the camp, taking care of interpersonal conflicts, policing fights, checking equipment for danger, maintaining fire hazards, and monitoring the weather. Supply: Responsible for all supply outside of weapons. Keeps track of laundry and refuse services. Maintains clothing and hygiene of the camp, recording materials, stocking and inventorying what is brought in from runs, and proper distribution of items when requested if available. Training: Separate from education, this department specializes in survival tactics, fighting, weapons training and safety, creative solutions, and the like. Is in charge of recruitment and education for able bodied individuals for Safety Departments, Runs, and so forth. Transportation: Is in charge of all vehicles, maintenance and repair, driving, flight, and so forth. This includes maintaining ships for sea and evacuation coordination if needed. Weapons: Personnel of the Weapons Department assemble, test, and maintain all weapons and guard the armory. They are also the last line in clearing personnel that are allowed to be armed and do final testing to ensure anyone with a weapon is properly trained. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Job Assignments [+] Ash Holloway: Transportation - Mechanics Riley Ridgeway: Chaplin - Music Teacher Amelia Payne: Education - Grade School Teacher Thana Martin: Mess - Gardens Alexander Polawski: Administration - Communications Thalia Carmichael: Safety - Jailer and Patrol Security Erica Monroe: Weather Nigel Cooper: Education - Medieval Techniques Professor Nikola Warren: Safety - Jailer and Wall Security Lisa Mason: Medical - Chemist and Nurse Emanuel Newman: Education and Medical - Dentist and Medical Professor Tatiana Newnan: Training Wayne Maldonado: Training Hunter Monroe: TBA ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Sleeping Assignments [+] PC List Ash: O.B. 2G Thana: O.B. 2G Riley: Condo 14B Amelia: Condo 14B Jack: Condo 3C Tatiana: Condo 3C Alex: Apartment 1C Thalia: Condo 17B Manny: Apartment 1D Erica: Condo 2B Nigel: Apartment 3C Wayne: Condo 16B Hank: Condo 16C Hunter: Psych Ward Nikki: Apartment 6A Lisa: Apartment 6B Cross Reference With Roommates Apartment 1: Alex, Manny, Shears, Moralez Apartment 3: Nigel, Mizrahi, Roy Condo 2: Erica, Rosie Condo 3: Jack, Tati, Jamie, Spots Condo 14: Chase, Riley, Amelia Condo 16: Hank, Wayne, Dusty Condo 17: Thalia, Joaquin Condo 32: Bass, Panama, Volts, Tesla O.B. 2: Ash, Thana Psych Ward: Hunter ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Therapy Requirements [+] Hunter Monroe: Therapy required. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✾ Lady Absinthia's Catacomb Of Characters

Astra Eriksdotter "Nothing in front of me is stronger than my ancestors behind me." - On being broken ⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ An irrepressible young woman, Astra is tough and adaptable. Able to withstand and recover quickly from difficult situations. Recoiling and springing back after intense and/or tough situations. Intent on her purpose, she is steadfast and single-minded in her drive to push forward through hardship. She is admirably determined and unwavering in her dedication to what she has her mind set on. Persistent in her nature, she is continuously and obstinately mindful to remain on course in spite of difficulty or opposition that may come in her way. Earnest to do what is needed and tenacious she can rather adamant about things. She is thoughtful. Being astute about the present and the past, giving deep thought in a quiet manner over situations as to learn from them and better adapt. Bold and without shame, Astra is forward and immodest in even the most prudent of situations. A quick tongue makes her pushy and even flagrant in her disregard for manners and modesty. Defiant, she can be insolent and show a total lack of respect to those around her. Change does not come easy to Astra. She is unwilling and hesitant; unwilling and suspicious of even the most timid and unassertive around her. Adverse to trusting. The woman is crafty and astute. Clever, having shown skill in achieving her goals and resourceful in planning and execution. Designing and subtle in the long run as she needed to be she can be rather artful about the complexity of a plan. ⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Before Entering RP Childhood: Astra was born the daughter of Erik Borgeson, a Northman Jarl, and his wife Brenna Gunnarsdotter, a shield maiden. Life within the village was hard but happy. Astra had a sense of adventure, constantly seeking out new places to search and new things to try. Her mother tried to keep the young girl disciplined, focused on training and learning. Her father side tracked much of this by giving into the childs adventurous side and taking her out many days to explore. When her father wasn't derailing her training, her mother trained her in the art of combat from an early age. When she was 12, while her father and mother were out with many other warriors in the village to raid a distant land, the village itself was raided. Much of it was burned, many were killed, some were taken to be sold as slaves; including Astra. No trace was left behind of who had invaded the village. When her parents returned, though they searched, they never found Astra or who invaded the village. Servitude: For nearly 7 years that Astra has lived as a slave to a Dane Lord far far to the south of her village and well beyond the borders of other villages and Jarls. Astra worked as a slave. Ill-treated, beaten, used, and kept weak enough not to be able to fight back. It was only because of lack of resources due to the early harsh winter setting in and a plague ripping through that Astra was able to finally make a break for it. Out into the storm she escaped, little on her back, less in her stomach. One foot in front of another into the white, only knowing each footstep was one of freedom even if it might not have been in the direction home. Fight For Survival : ⚘ Relations ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Major Halfdan Ivarsson "Use your brains child when you sword cannot reach." - While training when Astra was young Mother wished her to train, father let her play. Halfdan found ways for her to do both. Not related by blood directly but like an uncle to Astra, Halfdan found ways to keep the young Astra entertained but learning. Noting she was bright and driven, he would give her impossible scenarios for her strength and size and force her to think things through. He had more influence on Astra than many would have liked as he lived outside of the village as an outcast but his influence could not be denied. Minor Lother Scylding "Blessings that you have been taken by the Greatest of Danes" - To Astra when he took her The man how lead the raiding party that raided her village and took her. She was to be sold even further south but there was something in her eyes that made him keep her. Over the years he did everything he could to break the young girl but many nights he was left wondering if anything would cut the child more than skin deep. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Female ↕ 19 ↕ Norse ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 5' 8" ↕ 117lbs ↕ Gaunt ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Olive ↕ Copper ↕ Alabaster ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Psychology [+] Positive Traits: Resilient Reflective Resolute Negative Traits: Brazen Reluctant Cunning Fear: Restraints ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Abilities [+] Strength: 8 Dexterity: 19 Fitness: 11 Intellect: 31 Will Power: 38 Perception: 28 Attractiveness: 22 Luck: 37 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Languages [+] Old Norse (Native): 30 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Skills [+] Shield: 14 Sword: 14 Breakaway: 19 Foraging: 30 Horsemanship: 19 Survival: 30 Alertness: 45 Fear Resistance: 50 Memory Training: 50 Pickpocketing: 30 Stealth: 77 Tailing: 30 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Family [+] Erik Borgeson Father Alive Brenna Gunnarsdotter Mother Alive ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Character Trivia [+] Sexuality: Bi-sexual Likes: Furs Fire Sun Water Any Food Open Spaces Sweating Sunrise Dislikes: Cold Snow Ice Cages Chains Danes Dogs Sunset Darkness Scars: Back: Covered Religion: Nordic Birthday: May 3rd Nickname: None Items Of Note: N/A ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✾ Lady Absinthia's Catacomb Of Characters

Kikuya Iwasaki "Loss is not something you can define. Only experience." - Thoughts on her village ⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Kikuya is a placid individual who remains quiet, still, and calm despite the situation and allows her to be a well-mannered person that is pleasant to be around and likable. Consoling and showing an emotional understanding she is an ear in which to listen and a shoulder on which to lean. She is loyal and committed, devoting herself fully and dedicating her time and effort to the task. A dependable and determined ways makes her a natural leader, aspiring for more and challenging herself in exacting and challenging ways. Bright and nimble, she is not so much talented as driven. Underneath the surface resides a resentful and spiteful mind, dwelling on transgressions of the past. Dissatisfied with the cards that fate has dealt makes her disgruntled in her current situation as it breaks with her more traditional beliefs and view of societal honor class. Though not outwardly expressive, Kikuya is defensive and paranoid, untrusting to those around her: even those she is close. She lacks confidence in people and situations, vulnerable in her situation, and ever doubting of even the most apparently true natured. Shielding herself emotionally from criticism, the depth of feelings are great for Kikuya but her outwardly calmness and warm expression act as walls; a damn to hold back the crashing tides. ⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Before Entering RP Childhood: Born in the spring, Kikuya had a lovely and simple childhood. He father was a farmer and she mother simply tended the house and helped her father. They spent much of their time with Kikuya, showing her love and tenderness; preparing her for life when she got older, for when she too would become a wife to a farmer in the village. It wasn't much to aspire to but Kikuya was content. She had friends in the village, the people were kind, they were in the shadow of Edo so protected from much of the strife the rest of the country was going through. Adulting: Kikuya thought things would continue as they had in her childhood. She married well enough, to a childhood friend. The marriage, while not passionate, was easy and kind. The village was prospering. Life was good. That was until her husband was conscripted into the military to help the northern villages. While he was gone, her village came under attack. Kikuya was trampled and her ankle burned and broken, her parents killed, her farm burned to ash. Kikuya fled with others into Edo. The city turned their backs on the refugees and Kikuya did what she could to survive. Hoping that things could move one once her husband returned. Word of his death came weeks after their village was burned. Kikuya eventually found work in a Pleasure House and was trained by the mother of the house. She has done well enough the last two years, learning and prospering as well as she can in these times. At least within the walls of Edo are safe enough, for now. Beneath the Cherry Blossoms : ⚘ Relations ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Major Shun Iwasaki "Your promise became your lie." - After receiving news of his death Kikuya and Shun were married in a simple ceremony during the spring. It wasn't a marriage of love but they were content and happy with each other. Their life together was calm and familiar as they grew up together and had known each other their entire lives. More friends than anything, they knew each others deepest thoughts and spent much of their time together talking about different ideas, not wanting to focus on the problems outside of their village. They lived in the shadow of Edo and had a sense of security because of it. That was until things started to get worse and Shun was conscripted into the military to help defend the northern villages. He promised to return, he never did. Killed in battle and body burned on site, not even his ashes were brought back to the village. Minor Yui Aoi "Yes Aoi-san, here is the payment." - After every client Yui is Kikuya's boss as it were. She took Kikuya in when she came to Edo, finding the girl begging on the streets, trying to survive. She did for her what she did to most any pretty girl. Took her in, gave her a home, food, clothed her, taught her skills, and turned her back out to the streets but this time to work instead of to bed. Kikuya has done well for Yui, the young woman perhaps could have been a Geisha had she been schooled at an earlier age and never married are the thoughts of Yui. For now, she will do well in her current position, perhaps she will pass the house down to her. She could easily run these girls. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Female ↕ 23 ↕ Ainu-Japanese ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 4' 11" ↕ 101lbs ↕ Delicate ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Sable ↕ Raven ↕ Light-Ochre ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Psychology [+] Positive Traits: Steadfast Sympathetic Clever Negative Traits: Insecure Oversensitive Bitter Fear: Heights ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Abilities [+] Strength: 9 Dexterity: 30 Fitness: 12 Intellect: 33 Will Power: 16 Perception: 27 Attractiveness: 26 Luck: 5 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Languages [+] Ainu (Native): 30 Japanese: 33 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Skills [+] Bow: 35 Special Weapon (Fan): 44 Soft Martial Arts: 35 Etiquette (Shinōkōshō): 33 Musical Instrument, Archaic (Shamisen) : 30 Acting: 33 Dancing (Fan): 45 Fashion Sense: 30 Persuasion: 48 Profession (Courtesan): 53 Seduction: 50 Stage Presence: 30 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Family [+] Takashi Hideyoshi Father Deceased Kyoko Hideyoshi Mother Deceased Maiden Name: Shimura ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Character Trivia [+] Sexuality: Heterosexual Likes: Snow Rain Dry Air Dirt Dressing Hair Combs Water Running Dislikes: Heat Candles Incense Metal Clanging Horse Shoes Cold Tea Scars: Burns left ankle Religion: Shinto Birthday: April 14th Nickname: Kiku Items Of Note: Jade Comb Mothers Fan ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✾ Lady Absinthia's Catacomb Of Characters

Sunie Jamison Marks "I'm going to count down. Don't be here when I reach one." - Said to Malcolm when he interrupts her ⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Sunie is a private person that keeps to herself. Reserved and quiet, she does not speak about personal matters. Emotions are highly guarded and protected behind walls that are thick, high, and enveloping. A cool exterior and stern persona when confronted emotionally. A creative person with a quick mind, she can be over chatty when talking about technical things before her or when she is working on her latest creation. Sunie is one to leap before she thinks, a quick pop off of the mouth or actions before considering the situation makes her a liability to herself and to others. Having a short fuse and over zealous tendencies have forced Sunie to be adaptable. As she doesn't think before she acts she must be able to compensate for her lack of foresight with outside of the box thinking and quick mental reflexes. While she has a smart mouth and an attitude that cuts deeply, her caring nature runs as hot as her temper. Passionate about her work she can be intense to deal with. She is loving, to those few she has been close to; the chosen ones. Loyalty runs deep but she will not place most others above herself. Taking damage or being put in harms way are things she will go through for others but if it comes down to someone else and her she will chose herself in the end; this is not something she hides and she is frank about it. ⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Before Entering RP Childhood: Sunie's was born in the early spring to unknown parents. She was found left on the door steps of an orphanage in the Northeast. A letter was left saying when she was born, and a small bit that the parents were dying and were unable to care of her. The orphanage took her in and raised her. Sunie spent much of her time growing up learning to defend herself and tinkering with various mechanics she found around the place. By the time she was old enough to leave she was rather well versed in the trade and sought out to find a way to support herself and survive. Adulting: The orphanage, like many others, was under watch by the Company. Always on the look out for new recruits with talent and no ties. Sunie stood out and was recruited. It was something. A life of adventure, or so she was told. Training was hard, vicious. She lost her right hand in the first month. It didn't stop there. The team was trained over the course of years and worked together for many more after that. That was until the company retired them-citing they were obsolete. Far out living the prime age for members. Sunie was given a choice, move up the ladder and train new recruits or retire. She chose retirement and went into smithing and design with Doc Woods. Mechanical Heart : ⚘ Relations ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Major Phage Devons "You we too late." - About their son Phage was Sunies commanding officer within the company. He trained her from day one. They worked well together. When everyone went their own ways, Sunie and Phage stayed in touch. They dated for a time but Phage left for work elsewhere and went off the map. He returned years later to find Sunie still there and with a son, his son. He did not know how to take the news and ran for a short time. By the time he returned Sunie was in mourning for their son who had died of an aggressive cancer that came out of nowhere. Sunie told Phage to leave and not come back. She couldn't bare to look at him, Zion had had his fathers eyes. Minor Dr. Malcolm Woods "You're losing what you are." - To Sunie about her cybernetics Doc worked with the team for years and the team before them. Designing biowear, body replacements, and the like to keep the team going and dealing with loss of limbs and more. He was the one to start the replacements on Sunie and the one to teach her when she retired from the team. Now he refuses to lend more experience or knowledge to her, Sunie is losing much of who she was and he won't contribute anymore to the loss of her humanity. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Female ↕ 43 ↕ Canadian-American ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 5' 9" ↕ 135lbs ↕ Athletic ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Pecan ↕ Honey ↕ Amber ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Psychology [+] Positive Traits: Creative Adaptable Passionate Negative Traits: Private Guarded Cold Fear: Scorpions ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Abilities [+] Strength: 35 Dexterity: 37 Fitness: 30 Intellect: 28 Will Power: 23 Perception: 26 Attractiveness: 22 Luck: 12 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Languages [+] English (Native): 30 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Skills [+] Knife: 37 Rifle: 37 Hand To Hand: 37 Blacksmithing: 60 Ambidexterity: 37 Computer Operations: 40 Driving (Motorcycle): 37 Electronics: 37 Profession (Field Medic): 42 Science (Human Anatomy): 56 Trade (Cyberwear): 71 Trade (Mechanics): 63 Trade (Weaponsmithing): 79 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Family [+] Unknown Father Assumed Dead Unknown Mother Assumed Dead Maiden Name: Unknown Zion Marks Son Dead ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Character Trivia [+] Sexuality: Demiromantic Likes: Smoking Wine Working Sunbathing Swimming Bar Crawling Building Free-Climbing Dislikes: Stuff in coffee High Society Skirts Heels Nail Polish Make-up Scars: Nearly everywhere Replacement Wear: Left Eye Left Arm Left Leg Right Lung Three Vertebrae Six ribs on right side Religion: Atheist Birthday: March 4th Nickname: Smith, Marks, Goldie Items Of Note: Lighter Cigarette Case ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

✾ Lady Absinthia's Catacomb Of Characters

Corisande Olympia Somerset "I am in her employ, I'm not allowed to have feelings.” - Corisande's thoughts when asked about Lady Daventry ⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ There is a high level of skepticism and doubt that she must deal with in situations and more importantly with people. Corisande wants to trust but finds it hard to do so, tending to think the worst about a situation. With people it is worse, as her lack of trust even after an extended period of time can bring issues to the surface. Closed off, Corisande can become emotionally distant when confronted or even aggressive if the circumstance causes her to feel threatened. Once she is sure of something, no matter how wrong it may be, it is hard for her to let it go: especially informationly. This ill-informed nature leads her to act foolishly or even rashly, only added to future skepticism. As negative as her mental capacity can be Corisande is very practical and responsible about things, understanding personal views aside she is lacking in many ways and must deal with the situation in front of her instead of focusing on her inner thoughts. She places a lot of thought into her future and how she will get by day to day so her opinions matter little when it comes to the larger picture: which is survival. Frugality is required as well as keeping a level head for these things. She is careful and wary, a woman who keeps her mouth shut. When it comes to situations or people she might draw the wrong conclusions but that doesn't mean she isn't noticing things. Corisande is very observant to things that are going on around her in the world. ⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Before Entering RP Childhood: Corisande was born to Richard and Jane Clemins during the winter of 1794 in a small village known as Monkswood in the northern English Countryside. Richard was a farmer and Jane was a seamstress. Corisande had a good childhood, learning how to sew from her mother, that was until she was sixteen years old. Corisande, as well as many in their village (including her parents), all came down with influenza that winter. It was a hard several months. Many recovered, including Corisande. Her parents did not and died within three days of each other. Adulting: Being of marriageable age, the local minister arranged for Corisande to marry Brighton Somerset, the local barrister three decades her senior. They were married for eight years before the man passed away, a nice way of putting it. He was run over one morning by a wagon as he was passed out in a drunken stupor on the side of the road and the driver did not see him. Having no children, and no property, and their house rented from the local Minister, Corisande did what she could to stay afloat for a time. Elmswood Manor: Word of Corisande's sewing skills reached Lady Daventry and Corisande accepted a job as her personal seamstress. The pay was not much but it provided her with a roof over her head, food in her stomach, an exit from the home she had been forced to live in, and some sort of stability. Since moving into to Elmswood, Corisande has to play it safe as the Lady Daventry is volatile against any who do not live up to her standards. She spends many late hours sewing, trying to keep up the maddening pace, but Corisande keeps loosing time. Hours and hours, and she cannot figure out why. A Stitch In Time RP Elmswood: ⚘ Relations ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Major Brighton Somerset "I will burn for feeling relief." - Corisande on his death Corisande was only sixteen years old and just healing from influenza when she was married to Brighton Somerset. It was not a marriage that she wanted but as she had just lost her parents and so many in their village had died as well there was not a lot of options for a young girl wishing to retain what little reputation she had at that tender age. Brighton was the local barrister and could provide a roof and food. It was the best that she could hope for. They were marriage for eight years and had no children during this time. Corisande was not upset when he died after being run over by a wagon but she felt bad that she didn't feel bad. Minor Lady Daventry "Your skills aren't near what I am paying for, do it again!" - To Corisande after at least half the dresses Lady Daventry hired Corisande not long after her husband died. She wanted a personal seamstress so that she did not leave her beloved Elmswood Manor. Corisande moved and began work. She has worked for the woman the last couple of years and is very on edge because of it. Lady Daventry pushes for unobtainable standards and time restraints on dresses. Corisande does everything she can, keeps her mouth shut, and her head down. So far she has managed to retain her job. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Female ↕ 26 ↕ British ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 5'4" ↕ 108lbs ↕ Willowy ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Cerulean ↕ Walnut ↕ Peach ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Psychology [+] Positive Traits: Sensible Prudent Observant Negative Traits: Doubting Misguided Impulsive Fear: Drowning ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Abilities [+] Strength: 15 Dexterity: 34 Fitness: 22 Intellect: 24 Will Power: 18 Perception: 30 Attractiveness: 26 Luck: 30 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Languages [+] English (Native): 30 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Skills [+] Breakaway: 34 Etiquette (Regency): 30 Farming: 30 Alertness: 50 Ambidexterity: 40 Art (Drawing): 40 Art (Painting): 34 Cook: 30 Dance (Ballroom): 34 Fashion Sense: 50 Memory Training: 30 Trade (Seamstress): 70 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Family [+] Richard Clemins Father Deceased Jane Clemins Mother Deceased Maiden Name: Ballard ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Character Trivia [+] Sexuality: Demisexual Likes: Painting Landscapes Designing Dresses Gardening Reading Birds Singing Fires Dislikes: Creeks Ocean Sea Rivers Wells Alcohol Growling Shadows Scars: Length of Right Bicep Religion: Church of England Birthday: January 12th Nickname: Cori Items Of Note: Design Journal Paintset ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Year 5: Part 3

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Date: July 22nd, 2012

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Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach

Temperature: 81F
Humidity: High (Around 83%) - No Rain
Wind Speed: 12 MPH
Cloud Coverage: Overcast

Note: It has gone down a whole 2 degrees! LOL Okay, party is underway, bar is open. Adelaide will serve one of several things if asked -

• Heavy: Moonshine (It's clear)
• Moderate: Whiskey (It's brown)
• Light: Beer (Pale Ales)
• Tea (Southern Sweet, it's brown, if you put a drink down next to someone else drinking whiskey, you might mix it up lol)
• Water (Clear, look out for switching glasses with mooonshine.)

Seriously, if you want to get drinks mixed up, go for it LOL

The band keeps on playing. They flip between a rather wide variety. From country to rock to classic rock, pop, etc. It's a little of everything, covers of popular stuff. Things that would have been easier to get a hold of tapes or records of. Older the music, the more likely it would be covered as this was a retirement town before the outbreak. They're not bad and do a hell of a cover of Wayward Son by Kansas. Maddog seems to not have a half bad singing voice as the group slows things down. "A'right y'all, grab partner and let's slow it down," Bass says before Maddog sings Elvis Presleys Can't Help Falling In Love.

Shears smiles over to Riley and shakes her hand, he's still fangirling a bit. "Really should get you up there. They might not know any of yours but if you know some older stuff maybe you could do a cover. Might get your foot in the door. First set break, wanna go talk to them?" Shears asked with a grin and a bit of a belly laugh as he stood there. "Oh slow one starting up," he added as the Elvis cover started. "Go on you two love birds, get a dance in."

During all this, the karts are moved over to the pots and Cook takes over fully, freeing up the rest while she starts the boils. Mizrahi looked over to Thalia and nodded. "When you ask." Seemed rather flat when he spoke but Mizrahi wasn't exactly being noted as someone of many words. Standing up he helped Cook and Morales and Gunny set karts locks in place. Gunny headed off to go sit with his dad for a few. The two seemed to talk quietly among themselves.

"Well hey there Chica. Think you can do me a favor? Get that brother of yours to talk normal when he shows up?" Morales asked Thalia with a chuckle.

"Oh you leave Joaquin alone. I personally love the way he talks. It's like being in at the theater without having to buy a ticket," Cook said as she smacked the back of Morales hand with a large spoon.

"Ouch!" he started before going into a slew of mumbled Spanish words that were most likely curses.

Shears looked over as the two older guys he would be sharing a place with came over and grinned. Extending a hand. "Well sure I play cards but I tell ya what, I got some Dominos as well if you would have at it. Glad to see you getting around," he said to Alexander before looking at Manny. "Shit, I cut hair and well anything else when it needs it. I'm a pro napper as well," he said fixing his part and grinning.

"More like pro-gassman," Daytona said in passing as he pinched her nose and kept walking.

"I will turns your hair green Daytona," he threatened with a laugh before looking back at the others. "Or may be pink."

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Thana Martin

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: L11 (Bar)
Skills: N/A

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"Yeah they do, glad they could help out," she said to Alexander. It was good to see him moving around better.

Thana sat there grinning a little bit, her foot tapping along with the music as it continued. It was nice, this was real nice. Just sitting back, listening to music like one would in a bar back before the whole world went to shit. Hell, this was a bar, just an outdoor bar. Been a while since she sang in a bar. Okay, now she made herself sad. Last time she had was with Gavin. That seemed like a life time ago, it was a life time ago. Looking over at Ash she chuckled a bit, trying to move on. Just because that part of her life was over didn't mean she still didn't care about the man she lost, it was just that she couldn't dwell on it. It wouldn't change anything. This, with Ash, and the rest, here, this was a new chapter in life.

"I used to do a cover of Paint it Black back in the day," she said thinking on it after talk about the Stones. Shrugging a bit she glanced over at Riley. "Would like to hear her sing though, she's the pro. Hopefully the guys will take note of her," she said before looking back at Ash. Ash knew Riley a lot better than she did but Thana at least knew of Riley before the radio stations stopped playing music and started playing emergency messages until they died. "Thanks Mugsy, talk to ya later Manny," she said before the two wandered off to talk to the others. It was good seeing people mingling around. She would have been if her thigh didn't hurt so damn much right now.

Picking up the drink, Thana raised it and nodded. "To absent friends. Gone but still loved. In the past but never forgotten," she said before downing the shot and hissing slightly. Okay, that refill had a bit more kick than she had braced for. Thana was going to say wait a bit but when things slowed down she slipped off her seat and braced against Ash. "A'right soldier, sweep a girl off her feet and take me dancin'," she said as she slipped an arm over his shoulder. She'd have to let him lead. "You can dance... right?" It wasn't exactly something that had come up. Well maybe it had, at the reception, but it wasn't something she could recall.

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Nikola Warren

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Location: Camp Mexico Beach: O9 -> M9
Skills: N/A

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Nikki giggled and nodded. "Yeah well we got a lot of odd balls around here. I'm one. Thinkin' your one as well," she teased before sticking her tongue out at him. Then she busted out laughing about the bags. "Actually it's collected and used as fertilizer. The bags are sanitized and reused. All part of that reduce, reuse, recycle shit they tried to get me to do posters for in middle school. You know, all that Earth Day jazz. Places reuses and recycles as much as humanly possible." It was the truth. Sure they had supplies and a good handle on things. Sure they could get places but in the end, eventually all of mankind made items were going to run out or get to a point they couldn't get to them. CMB planned for the long haul, so while they did some things to squander resources to boost morale from time to time, mostly they were pretty tight about things.

"Supply handles it. So might end up being your job. Was mine my firs six months." Nikki cringed a bit thinking back on it. It sucked but it had to be done. She was glad to be off the duty now. Granted it wasn't all bad. Okay the duty was, the payoff wasn't. Having vegetables did rock, even if she hated them growing up. What she wouldn't do for a fucking brussel sprout these days.

"Yeah sucks but we got a few with bad allergies down there and a handful with like major dog phobias. One kid got mauled by some that went feral. Lost an eye and a few fingers. Think she just worked up to being able to handle a picture of a dog," Nikki said, hoping that put things into a little more prospective.

Then he went into his whole thing about the gun. That was out of left field. "From dogs to gun? You really gotta get out more," she finally said before motioning with her finger so they could put Izi up in the apartment. Nikki wanted to get to the party, have some fun, dance a little. Nikki really didn't need an excuse to dance. She was bopping around as she walked anyways, cutting through the grounds between the buildings this time instead of taking the roads. It was faster this way and since she wasn't going into any building she wasn't breaking any rules. At least not for this area. There was nothing major here to stay away from.

"Be my third here. Don't do them often but they are fun. Wasn't expecting one this week but after such a big group came in and it had been a while, General made it so. Though more think it has to do with the supplies Sparrow and Franken brought back than anything," she said as she motioned towards the apartments. "Want me to wait here for ya while you put her up?"