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Cold Front: Tacitum (Completed)

Alice Elliton

	Alice Elliton Gender: Female Age: 26 Height: 5 foot four Weight: 114 pounds Occupation: Part time assassin, full time trust fund baby

Background

Brief history.

The pampered daughter of a wealthy american tech billionaire, Alice slathers her life of luxury over instagram, snapchat, facebook, and a dozen other social media sites so hip you haven't even heard of them yet. And if the a cartel rival happens to eat some very bad shellfish and end up dead whilst on a date with her, or one of Frederika's associates just happens to take his own life hours after appearing in the background of one of her slefies, well, that's just an unfortunate coincidence, isn't it? It couldn't possibly be because of Alice. Not a chance.

Resources

1 - Her mobile phone although chances are she'll have a new one in a week

2 - Her other burner phone

3 - An American Express 'black card'

4 - Her multi-million dollar trust fund

5 - A safe house containing documentation for at least four different identities and cash

6 - Her own personal stash of high quality cocaine

7 - friends in high places, built up over time, she has connections with just about anyone who's anyone

8 - A hidden collection of interesting, exotic, and incredibly deadly poisons - her usual weapon of choice

Crimes

Among other things...

- The murder of an associate, using saxitoxin, a type of poison produced by algae that ends up in shellfish. The man offered to take her on a date to a seafood resteraunt, and Alice arranged for a deadly amount of the poison to end up in his food.

- The murder of the boss of a rival gang, staged to look like a pharmacy mistake, Alice replaced the beta-blockers the victim had just been prescribed to help with her tremors with a much higher dose, causing the woman to go overdose and go into cardiac arrest within hours.

Cold Front: Tacitum (Mafia Party Game)

Definitely up for round 2!

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

woot woot! irony for the win!

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

Can't wait to read your response :D @Zoey White

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

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Lauren could not get her hands on that tazer.

April's worn canvas pumps skidded on vinyl floor. Slipped out from under her. Lauren's fingertips, long and cool, grazed her elbow as she stumbled backwards, hit the ground. It was hard. She gasped at the shock of it, vision whited out as a deep ache curled up through her tailbone, ricocheted through her vertebra. Jesus fucking-

No time. She raised the weapon. The yellow plastic handle was slick with sweat, almost slipped out of her hands as she aimed, pulled the trigger-

April closed her eyes as an electric crackling filled the room.

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Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

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April grasped the taser, holding it in sweaty hands, well out of Lauren’s reach as she stared the woman down. Lauren, with her quiet, nervous air. Lauren, who’d faded into the background so well April hadn’t been able to believe she could do something like this until well after Niels and Ana had been secure in their assertions.

How could she have been so foolish, so trusting?

The answer to that one was easy, settled in her gut before she’d even had chance to ask the question. Lauren had been scared, they all had, but Lauren had been scared. Fear was an easy emotion to trust, it seemed.

That hadn’t changed. April took in the sight of their teammate, cowering in the corner of her quarters, babbling on. She realised she wasn’t mad at her. No. If anything she felt sorry for Lauren. She remembered the video. Jerry telling them that the organisers had known Lauren was unstable. That she wasn’t fit to be out here, alone, for months on end. It was enough to drive anyone to extremes.

She realised she’d been pointing the snatched taser at Lauren, and she lowered it, slowly, as she addressed her, “None of us want to hurt you Lauren,” April said, careful to keep her voice low and soothing, “but we can’t just let you go, you know that, right?” she bit her lip. Where did they go from here? “Just tell us why you did it Lauren. What happened?”

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The Red Hoods: Initiates

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Village of Traffyn Fenwd - Beds For Ewe!

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@MsMorningstar@Damo021

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Meg’s head snapped up as the tavern door swung open. Hoods. Yellow. Three. This must be them. Her breath stuttered in her throat. Finally. The thought of Llian, alone, in trouble, for all of this time… it didn’t bare thinking about.

Within seconds though, she was across the tavern floor, heart racing as she sized them up. Two women and a man. Whilst the man was scowling, the two women looked significantly less grumpy, although none of them seemed too pleased, something which probably had more to do with the weather than anything else. Not that Meg cared. Didn’t matter how cheery they were, so long as they could help her make sure Llian was safe.

Going off appearances though, that was starting to seem less likely by the second. One of the women, the one who’d walked in first, was absolutely tiny - to the point that Meg was reasonably sure she’d have very little trouble crushing her fragile wrists between just her thumb and forefinger. The other seemed a little sturdier at least, but Meg withheld judgement on whether she looked more confident or cocky. The first was useful. The latter could get them all killed.

The man looked jumpy - no other word for it. His eyes had flicked to her the second she’d moved toward them, and Meg hadn’t missed the way his fingers had tensed. Now though, he took in the rest of the room, and Meg followed his gaze as it flicked over the rickety tables, the bartender, Kate, and-

“Bloody hell…” Meg turned at Kate’s voice. She was standing, frozen, pale, lips moving wordlessly as she stared at the group. No, not the group. The man. Did she know him?

“Kate?” Meg asked nervously, “Everything all right?”

Kate just continued to stare, and Meg felt something crawl across her skin. Who was he? Was he dangerous? Meg wanted to run, could feel the urge itching in her legs, her feet, everywhere. No one had made a move. Didn’t mean they wouldn’t though. Meg had never seen Kate look so… startled before. If they were dangerous they would have to be extremely so.

The man stared back, “K...Kate? You’re Kate?” he croaked, backed towards the door. Not dangerous then. At least, not physically.

Behind Meg, Kate bristled. And then, without warning, charged towards them.

The man all but yelped, before making a break for the door they’d just entered through, accidentally brushing past the woman who came in last on the way, a gesture that, moments later, was repeated by Kate as she pelted after him into the pouring rain.

Meg stood there for a moment, dumbfounded. Eventually, she addressed the two women, “Sh...should we go after them?”

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Village of Traffyn Fenwd - Forest Path

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@ZAVAZggg@Inertia

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A cackle, loud, that seemed to echo, both inside Sadon and Vitius’s heads and throughout the forest at the same time.

The floor shook. Animals squealed, shuffled, rustled in the undergrowth. Then -



Trees reared. Swayed. A conniffer whipped back with a snarl, slammed into the dirt in front of Vitius with a thump. Ripped upright, sharp green points skimming towards the pale flesh of his face. Sharp enough and fast enough to tear if they made contact.



Next to him, thick, chunky roots heaved themselves from the ground, swept. Wide, arching towards Sadon’s shins, swift and heavy in the darkness.

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Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

April investigated Ana and got protagonist

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

guess I'll switch April's vote to Lauren

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

@Zoey White Not so much antagonistic as obviously suspicious - didn't Lauren see Niels going back to his room though?