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Happy International Women's Day to all the fabulous female Gm's and Rpers out there
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Bond, James Bond, 007. You can never be replaced and will be deeply missed sir. RIP Connery 😭
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Major Congrats to all my peeps in The Walking Dead - We have reached the 5 year strong milestone!!! HOLY SHIT!
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If things get real bad and you have to resort to cannibalism remember: Vegans first, they are the closest thing to grass fed.
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March didn't come in like a lion... It came in like a T-Rex with PMS, and hemorrhoids, wearing barbed wire undies....
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Bio
✾ 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚊
Keep moving forward ۩
⚘ A Brief History ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned.
Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.
⚘ Looking Inside ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.
Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."
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Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles.
Notes: Alright, this is an end of day post. So use this round to wrap up as you wish. Don't worry about amount of ground to cover to get your character back to their respective quarters. That won't be an issue this round. Next post will be a new day, I am not sure just how far ahead I am jumping but it will at least be a couple of days. We will see. It won't be more than a week, so don't worry. Unless otherwise notified by you, we will assume that each character goes along with their dailies, speaking to their therapists as they are assigned, need, or want. If anyone wants to collab out a small scene to help them wrap up the day, please let me know.
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Streets of CMB: The streets are becoming clearer and clearer as the minutes tick by. It is clear that now that the days work was done and meals had been had people were heading back to their own homes to get some much needed rest. If Camp Mexico Beach was good at anything it was making sure everyone was worn out at the end of the day. Not a bad type of being worn away but putting in a good days work and not letting worry take over. Sure there was worry, there always would be most likely at this point but within the walls it helped. It wasn't constant. People were fed, clothed, and allowed to rest in ways they couldn't outside of the walls. It might have taken a lot to keep the community going but at the end of the day it was a welcome tiredness as a opposed to an exhaustion. There was reason for this even if some people perhaps didn't need to work as hard as others, idle hands lead to problems. Boredom leads people to do things they normally wouldn't, just as much as desperation.
Beaches of CMB: Cheers nodded as Nigel remembered her name. "Yes, well Adelaide but yeah everyone calls me Cheers."
Dusty chuckled. "Bartender and all," he said before holding out a hand and shaking Nigels. "Dusty's right."
"Yeah since he's always a mess," Cheers said with a smirk.
Bass stood up and dusted his hands off before holding out a hand to Nigel. "Ray, Ray Adaway sir, but people call me Bass," he said in a deep voice, it was more than obvious why they called him that. His voice was nearly as deep as Mufasa's and he was still very young compared to many in the camp. Not as young as Nikki but still younger than the majority of people in the camp.
"Yeah, mostly just hanging out for a few before we turn in later," Dusty said as he sat there messing around with the sand.
"He's just to lazy to walk home, he'll probably pass out here on the beach," Cheers snarled.
"I could go home with you."
"Um... hell no..." Cheers said and scooted further away from him.
Bass shook his head. "Yes sir, we all work mid day shift. Start a couple of hours later than others, so we have a little more time in the night before we're ready to turn in," Bass explained. "Your first day go alright? You were with Sparrow right?"
Education Center (M6): Aeron nodded. "Ah, yes. Very well put. Thankfully I believe you will have a much better hand at this than most would," Aeron said as he glanced around. "She knows what I am doing here. Upstairs is the main library and I have promised not to touch that. This, this is for those of action, action perhaps we wished we hadn't had to see," he added with a small sigh. Taking a step, the man felt the day weighing on him, that and much more.
"I will leave you to it if you don't mind. Just turn off the light when you leave, oh and," he pulled out a small key. "This locks the door," he said with a smile. There was a look of trust there. "Just work on it when you can or feel like it, it isn't required but it is a help." Turning he headed back for the door. Stopping he looked back at Alexander. "Thank you Alexander, for the help and the friendship," he said gratefully before heading up the stairs slowly. Right then he needed a joint and some sleep.
General Housing (X): Over in Condo 17, Joaquin stood in his room, the door open and rubbed the back of his neck. Today had been longer than he had thought it was going to be. Coming out to his sister had gone better than he had imagined. All that worry for nothing. He chuckled a bit over it as he slipped off his shoulder holster and rested it on the back of a chair. Sitting on the edge of his bed he pulled off his boots and set them off to the side. It put his face on eye level with his nightstand. On it was a simple lamp and an old photo album. Picking it up he flipped it open. Old pictures, the one thing he had managed to keep intact over the years. Most of the photos were old, worn, damaged, but to him it didn't matter. He could still see the faces. Slipping out one, he thumbed it a few times before getting up off his bed. Walking over to his sisters room, he wedged the corner of it in the door. It was a picture of him, her, and their father leaning against an old El Camino outside of their uncles place down in Mexico. They were young then, and all of them looked as if they didn't want to be in the picture.
In Apartment 1 Sheers laughed. "Ain't that the truth, we're really too old for some of this shit," he chuckled and hissed from behind his teeth. "Though think it will get easier for ya as you get used to it. Know anytime I was on somethang new in these parts it took me a good week to at least get used to it and not feel like my knees were going to revolt every time I sat down," he admitted. Lacing his fingers together on top of his pot belly he shrugged. "Ain't half bad. Being the barber in these parts ain't hard. Few people a day and then mostly just tending to the shop. Get more naps than most but not as many as I want," he added a chuckle and a shrug with the last bit. "General won't let me put a recliner in the shop but I'll make due with my barbers chair," he grinned and winked.
Sitting on the couch in Condo 14, Chase looked up from her paper work as Amelia spoke to her. She looked a bit dazed and out of sort for a moment. Her eyes peering out through her reading glasses and her mouth agape as her blonde bangs fells over her face. Reaching up she brushed them away. "Oh right, have fun," she said before looking back down and going back to work. It wasn't long after Amelia and Riley left that Chase gathered up her things and headed into her room. Laying down on her bed, she killed the light and closed her eyes. She had an earlier day than most in the camp, needing to take readings and check on predictions before the morning announcements meant she needed to be up long before the night security crew passed the baton to the day crew.
Jail (AA): Roy quirked a brow. "Kid, you really got to stop starting every conversation with hostility," Roy said as he strolled over towards the bars, pulling a chair behind him and taking a seat. "Just doing my checks but looks like you need to vent, go on," he said as he crossed his ankle over his thigh and laced his arms over themselves against his chest. He brow went up slightly as he settled in. Spotting the fork his brow went up even more. "Not used to Cage letting a utensil slip like that." It looked like he was contemplating whether or not he was going to ask for it back.
Cage heard the knocking on the door and headed down the stairs. Opening the door he spotted Nikki and the dog. Reaching out he took the dogs leash and got her inside, and then shut the door in Nikki's face. He wasn't about to deal with her and her antics right then. He had other matters to attend to. Taking a deep breath he looked down at the dog. This was unheard of but he had a gut feeling and went for it. He was surprised that Gunny agreed but it was rare he asked for something, especially like this. He was sure he just cashed in all his good boy gold stars with this, not that he had many.
Walking to the door that lead down to the jail, he lead the dog down the steps and came around the corner. Roy, turned and looked confused as hell. Cage just motioned for Roy to leave. Shrugging, he did, but not before pulling his chair back away from the jail cell and tucking it against the far wall. Izi seemed happy to see Hunter. "Don't make me regret this kid," Cage finally said as he unlocked the jail cell and let Izi in. Locking it back he tucked his keys on his belt. "You will walk her and clean up after her in the morning and afternoon, under armed guard, now, um, get some sleep," he said before turning and heading up the stairs. It had been a long day.
Waiting for him at the top of the stairs was Roy, who was eying Cage. "What are you doing?"
"No fucking clue at this point," Cage admitted before heading upstairs as Roy locked the door to the basement. Hopefully it would be an uneventful night.
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Thana Martin
Location: Beach (L11) Skills: N/A
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While the layer of cheese was thick with the way Ash spoke as he came up to Thana, she couldn't help but smile. Not so much as to laugh at him or try to hold back one but it was sweet. He was trying and while he was obviously out of practice when it came to complimenting a woman or flirting she didn't mind. It was the effort and time these days that meant far more than the actual execution. At least when it came to things like this. If he was ever this rusty when it came to killing walkers then maybe he would be in real trouble. For now she simply blushed a little. She was just as rusty at accepting compliments.
Stopping at the edge of the beach she looked at the road ahead and then slowly turned her head towards him. Her eyes drifting over to the man and quirking a brow. "Now that you mention it, ain't ya supposed to be my mode?" she taunted. Earlier in the day she had got quite the piggyback ride from Ash so she didn't have to walk, or was that the day before? It was hard to remember right then. She was more tired than she imagined. More mentally fatigued than physically even if her leg was aching and her muscles sore.
Tying the laces of her boots together she slung them over her shoulder. "A'right, come on, give a girl a lift," she chuckled. She wasn't sure if he would go for it or if he did how he would carry her. Piggy back? Bridal? Slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? She didn't care. But he had offered so like hell she was letting him get out of it now. His Virginia Hamminess of an ass was going to carry her. Resting her hands on her hips she smirked. "Ain't letting ya get out of it now."
~Thana's post and end of day will be wrapped up in Ash's post as collab~
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Nikola Warren
Location: Streets of CMB (O2) -> Jail (AA) -> General Housing (X) Skills: N/A
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Now that Izi was done taking care of her business, Nikki headed towards the Jail once again. She hadn't figured she would have gone back after the whole thing with Hunter earlier but she was under orders by both Gunny and Cage right then. Rolling her eyes at the thought she quickly made her way to the front door of the jail and knocked. Waiting for the door to open she figured she would be dealing with Roy. He was supposed to be taking over for Cage, so when Cage opened the door it took her by surprise. He didn't say anything, just reaching out, taking what she was too deliver and shutting the door in her face. What was done was done. Another eye roll and a huff, and a popping of a bubblegum bubble and she turned around. She was not getting in the middle of this as much as she wanted to. Something told her to keep her mouth shut for once. She was all out of checks and her ass wasn't about to cash something she couldn't cover tonight. Maybe tomorrow.
Nikki still wasn't sure what to think about everything that had happened but she was not about stick around. She was tired and it had been a long day. She hadn't even had supper yet. Thinking on it though she really wasn't hungry. She was more tired of having her arm yanked nearly off each time she had taken Izi out for a walk or went to put her up. Meals weren't mandatory and everyone skipped one once in a while. She figured considering how late it was getting she probably would have missed out anyways. Not that if she went in there they wouldn't fix her something but she just wanted a shower. So much damn running today.
Now that she was sans dog she hopped on her skateboard and high tailed it away from the Jail. With it being later and the streets clearing out it made it pretty simple for her to make quick time and not play bob and dodge with people. It wasn't long before she was kicking her board up and tucking it under her arm as she walked up to her apartment. Pulling her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door. Stepping inside she rested her board against the wall near the door and shut the door behind her. Looking around she spotted Lisa. "Hey, what ya up too?" she asked as she reached up and pulled a stick and a few blades of grass out of her hair. She did look like she had taken a tumble or two in the grass.
☠ Information Update - 10/14/2020: Alright, break is ending today. Counters are back in play. I will update this until everyone posts again and then your counter will reflect that post. Most everyone posted during the break so you will see your post count reflects that. I will NOT be posting today, wasn't thinking right when I put us on break - probably why I figured we needed a break. LOL I will be posting Saturday!
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Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles.
Notes: Alright peeps, things have been getting hectic for everyone. We are going to take a break. I think we all could use it. I will freeze counters as of today, they will start again come next Wednesday when I make the next update. If you get a post in between now and then your counter will drop to 1 when I restart counters. So take a deep breath and don't worry. Next update will also be wrap up for the day. Figured it was a good time to move things forward. So again, counters are now frozen, they will start back up on Wednesday October 14th when I post the next update.
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Streets of CMB: Over on the west end of the camp, alone on a loop street was a one way sign. The one way sign that Thalia had been searching for. It really didn't seem like anything special or different about it from any other street sign in the camp, save for one thing, on the back side was a piece of paper folded up and wedged in the space between the sign and the pole it was attached to. On inspection the note read the following: You will know where to begin when you solve this riddle: What heavy seven letter word can you take two away from and be left with eight.
There is a bit of a disturbance on the streets but refer to below for more details.
Beaches of CMB: Things on the beach are calm. There are a few people laid out down the beach nearest to the chapel with a bonfire going. Bass, Cheers, and Dusty, among others are hanging out and just taking in some down time now that dinner and the day is pretty much over. The time is getting later and they all will be turning in soon as with each day in Camp, it starts bright and early unless you are a late worker. "Who's that?" Cheers asked as she leaned back in the sand.
Dusty glanced over. "Oh one of the new guys."
"No shit..." Cheers said rolling her eyes.
"Nigel," Bass said as he had done some of the security for the quarantine.
"Oh right!" Dusty said before holding up a hand. "Hey Nigel!" he yelled.
Chase is coming off the pier, another last check done before heading back to her apartment. Other than that, only a few people are walking up and down the beach and a couple of teens are messing around at the waters edge near the Vets office.
Education Center (M6): Aeron smiled and nodded. "It is but then again being in the middle of a town that was mostly made up of retirees did help us get a good start," he said as he chuckled and turned on the lights. Heading down the stairs carefully, a bit slower than most perhaps considering his self administered pain medications were wearing off. "And yes, she keeps is very organized," he added as he got to the bottom and pointed around. Shelves and shelves lined with papers and books and boxes, all labeled and tagged.
"And that lies the problem...." Sighing he stepped forward and glanced around slowly. "Edna has a good eye but she organizes like a librarian, not someone who as served. She doesn't have the background knowledge to be able to know the difference between things like Vietnam Era and Korean Era uniforms, the small differences in weapons, ect. So much is mislabled or just placed in more general areas leaving us large gaps. Myself and others have tried but with our other jobs this has been pushed to the back burner as you would say. You being here, well I believe you could help with this."
General Housing (X): In Apartment 1 over in General Housing, things were quiet. The place was in order and seemed to be set up as an older bachelor pad. Recliners and other comfortable seating was the main focus of the shared living area. Books, cards, and boardgames were shoved on a shelf under the coffee table. There was even an older television set with a vcr player hooked up to it. All in all not a bad place to hold up. The door to one of the apartments bedrooms opened up and Sheers came out, waddling slightly in jeans, a bowling shirt, and fuzzy slippers. "Well I'll be, thought it was Morales back early," he chuckled as he headed over to another recliner and sat down, rocking back and pulling the handle so it tossed his feet up comically. "How was your first day in Camp?" he asked as he laced his fingers together and placed them on his large belly.
Chase heads into her shared apartment with Riley and Amelia. Beelining it for the shower, she strips down and gets the days sweat and sand off her quickly. Once cleaned up and out of the shower, she heads into her bedroom, the door closing a little heavier than perhaps it should have but not in an angry manner. More of one of those flinging the door shut behind you with more force than she had intended since you were really not paying attention moments. It was only a few minutes later when Chase came back out and flopped down on the couch with a folder of papers, a calculator, and map of the gulf in hand. Spreading things out she started crunching the numbers.
Jail (AA): Down in the jail cell itself, it was quiet and sadly enough when one is alone with their own thoughts time can inch by much slower than one wishes. At least with work it makes time go by faster but in the time between stopping and sleeping, it can seem to slow to a crawl, even more so when one is locked in cage.
A knock came to the door and Cage got up, heading to the door and opening it. "Roy?" he asked a bit confused.
"Replacement has a fever," he started but didn't get to finish.
"No! I need someone tonight! Not another night.." he started raging before Roy pushed him to the side and stepped in. "You? Fuck, fine," he said shutting the door.
"Keys," Roy said and Cage turned them over. "Delivery yet?"
"What? Oh, not yet," Cage said working through it.
"Go sleep, I have this," Roy said before walking over to the door leading to the basement and unlocking it. Cage shrugged and headed upstairs to his room. Roy headed down the stairs, but not before shutting the door behind him and locking it. Walking down the stairs he came around the corner and glanced towards where Hunter was laying.
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Thana Martin
Location: Beach (L11) Skills: N/A
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Sitting there Thana could remember doing this for hours when she was younger. Her mother and sister off doing whatever it was they were doing and she just sitting with her feet in the sand. Thana remember wandering the shore, picking up different things that washed up on the shore: sand dollars, seaweed, digging up clams from the sand, and then just sitting there looking at whatever she found. IT was usually the calmest time of the year for her. She loved being down at the beach. Sure she loved the woods more, but when at home, she'd usually end up having a problem or two with her sister following her or getting into trouble coming back covered in dirt and her clothing in a mess from climbing trees or getting caught on briars.
Now, she was back in a childhood favorite spot and she was enjoying the quiet time even if she wasn't collecting things from the beach. Sitting there with Ash and just taking in the salt air was calming in another way, a way she desperately needed right then. Everything, every moment, since Newnan fell, had been like being stuck in fifth gear and not being able to downshift. Always on guard, always vigilant, recovering, trying to regain her strength, or searching. Since getting back to Camp Mexico Beach she had been working, reviewing files, and now a court martial was coming up from what she knew. Things were not going to be calm for sometime. Yet right then she had a moment to breath, just breath and enjoy the quiet next to Ash. She could have stayed like that all evening.
Yet it seemed that Ash had other ideas. He pulled away and she felt a chill even if the air was warm. Looking up at him she quirked a brow as she watched him. Why was he taking his shirt off? This was not the place to get jiggy with it. Then he made his intentions clear and she chuckled. Reaching out she took his hand and stood up. "How about no." Sighing she glanced towards the pier. She needed to explain. "I spent hours in the water earlier with Nigel as we took care of the underwater experimental garden. I'm a bit water logged already and well..." she explained as she looked down and rubbed her thigh a bit. "Honestly a bit worn out and sore." The last part was hard to admit. Thana didn't like admitting she was tired or in pain but she was. Ash had seen just two days ago rods being pulled out of her leg, he'd heard her screams, held her as she trembled and her knuckles went white. She was tired, so very tired.
"I think I'm just gonna go home," she said quietly. She didn't blame him for asking. She had acted like she was fine with the run earlier but in truth it hurt. She'd just wanted some quiet time sitting on the beach. That moment was gone now. He'd pulled away and wanted to do something else. She just didn't have it in her right then. "Yer more than welcome to go fer a swim," she said with a small smile before turning and picking up her boots. It had been a long hard year and it had finally caught up with her. Walking slowly, the limp evident as her hair fell over the scarred side of her face, Thana headed barefooted up the sands towards the road.
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Nikola Warren
Location: General Housing (X) -> Streets of CMB (O2) Skills: N/A
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Heading outside, Nikki did what she had to do. The first thing was making sure that Izi got a bathroom break. How she had wished that had been a quick and easy affair but no. "Izi... don't even..." she muttered after hearing the dog growl a bit and taking a look around as to what on earth she could have been growling about. First thought was a walker or someone that shouldn't be there. This got the hair on the back of Nikki's neck to stand on end. In the end it was neither of those. It was worse, so much worse.
A cat... A cat that had once been orange but that was now shaved hairless was standing there and hissed at Izi. The two animals stood there, like it was high noon at the not ok coral. Nikki tightened her grip on Izi's leash but it didn't matter. A bark, a hiss, and they were off. The cat tore off and Izi was fast behind her.
"God damn it! Out of the way! Move! Look out! Izi! Fucking cat! Ahhh! Shit! Sorry! Stop! Ugh! Dodge! Dip! Duck! Dive! Dodge!" Nikki was hollering as she tore behind the dog, her arm feeling like it was going to get yanked out of its socket as she chased after the cat like a bat out of hell. Even though the streets were calm and mostly empty it still had people out in it. Nikki was jumping, weaving, trying not to hit anyone as the cat, then dog, then her weaved through the camp. She tripped a few people, nearly knocked a lady out of her walker and had to jump over a kid just trying to play kick ball. It was all too much, and god she hated running.
Eventually though Izi lost track of the cat, to which Nikki was grateful. She finally had a moment to look around and see where they were. "Fuck... that... was... a run..." she huffed and puffed as she noticed they were just north of the Fuel building on the otherside of the camp. "Would... you just use the damn bathroom now?" she grumbled towards the dog. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a baggie and waited. Fingers crossed this would pass quickly.
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[sub][i]I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned.
Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.[/i][/sub]
[color=a2d39c][b]⚘ Looking Inside[/b][/color]
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[sub][i]This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.
Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."[/i][/sub]
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[sup][color=a2d39c][b]Current Roleplays[/b][/color][/sup]
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[list][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91786-the-walking-dead-year-three/ooc]The Walking Dead - Year Five: Part 3[/url][list][*] Group RP[*] 5+ Years Strong[/list]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013216]Operation Alternative[/url][list][*] Private 1x1 [*] 2 Years Strong[/list]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013217]Special Delivery: Wyoming Territory[/url][list][*] Private 1x1[*] 1+ Year Strong[/list]
[*] Interning In The 'Moonshine'[list][*] Private 1x1[*] 10+ Months[/list][/list][/hider]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
[center][sup][color=a2d39c][b]Resources and Tutorials[/b][/color][/sup]
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[list][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162563-articles-and-guides-index/ooc#post-4265482]Articles And Guide Index[/url][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/164555-a-welcome-to-rpg-navigating-the-forum/ooc]Navigating The Forum[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91296-rpers-guide-to-etiquette/ooc]Role Players Guide To Etiquette[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/126310-the-beginners-guide-to-role-play/ooc]Beginners Guide To Role Play[/url][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175127-staying-true-to-character/ooc]Staying True To Character[/url][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175139-developing-true-romance/ooc]Developing True Romance[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/127735-gming-101/ooc]GMing 101[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/139808-gming-201-randomization-world-narratives-lla/ooc]Gming 201[/url][*] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/137477-lady-as-templates-for-use/ooc]Pre-Coded Templates[/url][/list]
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[CENTER][sup][color=a2d39c][b]My Main RP Peeps[/b][/color][/sup]
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[list][*] [@Dragoknighte]
[*] [@Nallore]
[*] [@Sigil]
[*] [@Rivaan]
[*] [@ONL]
[*] [@Romero]
[*] [@Remipa Awesome]
[*] [@The Grey Dust]
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[CENTER][sup][color=a2d39c][b]Everything Else[/b][/color][/sup]
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[list][*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5012946]Mausoleum Of Machinations - 1x1[/url]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/180079-catacomb-of-characters/ooc]Catacomb Of Characters - CS's[/url]
[*] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162963-the-weekend-conversation/ooc]RPGN's Interview with Mwah[/url][list][*] When I was Lady Amalthea[/list]
[*] [url=https://twitter.com/GroovyBruce/status/1221142970906185728]Bruce Campbell Tweets Me![/url][/list][/hider]
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><font color="lightgray"><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"></tr></thead><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-right"><div class="bb-h3"><span class="bb-b"><sub><font color="#a2d39c">✾ 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚊</font></sub></span></div><sup><font color="lightgray">Keep moving forward ۩</font></sup></div><span class="bb-b"><font color="#a2d39c">⚘ A Brief History</font></span><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br>	<sub><span class="bb-i">I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned. <br><br>	Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.</span></sub><br><br><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">⚘ Looking Inside</span></font><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br>	<sub><span class="bb-i">This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.<br><br>	Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."</span></sub><br><div class="bb-center">━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━</div></td><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.ibb.co/QYggqDd/sucbio2.png" /><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><sup><span class="bb-i"><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font> The first step is scary. <font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font> <br><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font> Take it anyway. <font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">↕</span></font></span></sup><br>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">Current Roleplays</span></font></sup></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name=""> [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91786-the-walking-dead-year-three/ooc">The Walking Dead - Year Five: Part 3</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Group RP</li><li>5+ Years Strong</li></ul></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013216">Operation Alternative</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Private 1x1</li><li>2 Years Strong</li></ul></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5013217">Special Delivery: Wyoming Territory</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Private 1x1</li><li>1+ Year Strong</li></ul></li><li>Interning In The 'Moonshine'<ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>Private 1x1</li><li>10+ Months</li></ul></li></ul></div></div>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><div class="bb-center"><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">Resources and Tutorials</span></font></sup></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name=""> [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162563-articles-and-guides-index/ooc#post-4265482">Articles And Guide Index</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/164555-a-welcome-to-rpg-navigating-the-forum/ooc">Navigating The Forum</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/91296-rpers-guide-to-etiquette/ooc">Role Players Guide To Etiquette</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/126310-the-beginners-guide-to-role-play/ooc">Beginners Guide To Role Play</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175127-staying-true-to-character/ooc">Staying True To Character</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/175139-developing-true-romance/ooc">Developing True Romance</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/127735-gming-101/ooc">GMing 101</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/139808-gming-201-randomization-world-narratives-lla/ooc">Gming 201</a></li><li><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/137477-lady-as-templates-for-use/ooc">Pre-Coded Templates</a></li></ul></div></div>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><div class="bb-center"><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">My Main RP Peeps</span></font></sup></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name=""> [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/dragoknighte">@Dragoknighte</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/nallore">@Nallore</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/sigil">@Sigil</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/rivaan">@Rivaan</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/onl">@ONL</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/romero">@Romero</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/remipa-awesome">@Remipa Awesome</a></li><li><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/the-grey-dust">@The Grey Dust</a></li></ul></div></div>━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━<br><div class="bb-center"><sup><font color="#a2d39c"><span class="bb-b">Everything Else</span></font></sup></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name=""> [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5012946">Mausoleum Of Machinations - 1x1</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/180079-catacomb-of-characters/ooc">Catacomb Of Characters - CS's</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162963-the-weekend-conversation/ooc">RPGN's Interview with Mwah</a><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>When I was Lady Amalthea</li></ul></li><li><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://twitter.com/GroovyBruce/status/1221142970906185728">Bruce Campbell Tweets Me!</a></li></ul></div></div></td></tr></table></div></font></div>