*epic grumbles and facepalms* I completely forgot ... fffffffffffffffffffffff.... it's my only RP in the advanced section so I often completely forget about it -_-' sigh I'm such a bad person @bobert778 if you ever feel like I'm getting late to post or you need a post just give me a single tag in here from now on or something I will post in that day. As for your qeustion yes you can just tag Chambala along whenver you need. She's going follow at least until they go around hte lake after all she's heading north from there ^^
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Forum: Advanced Roleplay
History DID repeat after all xD
Constantin Kolev
Location: Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)
The performance was finally over...! Constantin's mind was still racing from the high of the adrenaline and the joy of performing. The pride to be part of this circus. They gave it their all into this brief performance and now that the end of it arrived, it was all a haze. He went through motions of how to exit the arena in proper circus style, without even realizing he was doing so.
Once they were finally out of the arenas and safely behind the main tent, out of the vicinity and the eyes of the guests, he moved to a nearby crate and leaned on it. His heart racing as he was calming down, feeling drained from it all.” It ended...” He sighed in relief that all went according to how they practiced it. He had concerns, but now that it was done, those didn't matter.
His family came to him and patted him on the shoulders, with the eyes filled with pride about their son. He smiled and looked first around, but then up at the skies.” I really feel like sleeping for a day now...”
Satilla Valen
Location: The Tower, Floor 2 - > Floor 3
Interacting With: N/A
Interacting With: N/A
Satilla's movement on the tower finally proved better as she didn't trip or hit any hindrances in the way now that Cyneburg had gotten up the staircase. The witch resumed her dash upwards until she reached the top of the stairs, only to be met with the most unpleasant of views! Why did it have to be multilegged monstrosities from all things?! Like seriously? She was willing to deal with ordinary undead well enough after witnessing all the centipedes around this place. This bastard who pulled their strings was not a cool person at all!
The witch's quick decision was to just pull her staff into defensive position on the top of the stairs, behind the protection of Cyneburg. Partially because there were monsters on the ceilings too and also because moving out in the open could lead to her demise which in turn could leave the others without healing which she couldn't allow. Thus she took a firm defensive stance, waiting for the others from the stairs to join them. This was not going to be a pleasant fight at all.
Amelia, Raymond, & Samira
Location: Church southeast of Newnan
Skills: Stealth(x1), Athletics(x1)
Sam nodded, at least her two companions seemed to know the area pretty well. She trusted them to find a safe place to stay, at least for the night. Hopefully get cleaned up somehow and rest from their tiring day. Sam could feel the fatigue hit her muscles sore from exertion and pain from the cuts and bruises she had all over her body from their slip n' slid misadventure.
She placed her hand on her ribs and she pushed past the pain as the group covered ground as they made their way around the snowy grounds, moving around trees and the odd rust bucket that would continue to rust until there was nothing left. At least walkers would easily get caught on the sharp metal that protruded from them.
"Better luck next time," Sam joked as her companions explained that everything around was looted. The name Newnan came up again, but Sam held off the questions for now. "As long as we find someplace to sleep and get cleaned up," Sam paused as she looked down at her clothes covered in blood and dirt, "I'll be happy."
Moving was hard... focusing was getting harder too, Amelia was realizing as they continued to walk east. She could see a walker by the street, they would have to go through the walker in order to cross. They had no choice. She held onto the bat, but was forced to also use it to lean on as an impromptu walking stick now and then. Amelia was making noise again and falling behind a little, but with some pushing herself up, she barely kept up.” Once we cross this street, we should start heading southeast through the backyards again...” She panted, trying to get her breathing under control again.” Once we get down to that big street and cross it.. we should find some shelter there that's in better condition...” She was unable to remember the name of the street. Frankly the map was getting into a blur in her head. She only vaguely recalled the street positioning. Luckily they were mostly straight lines and angles around this part... If they didn't find a place to rest soon, she might be fall from fatigue. But she just begged herself to hold onto nightfall. They still had to move until nightfall.
Raymond looked over his shoulder towards both Sam and Amelia it looked like that the two of them were getting really worn out, he leaned slightly against his walking stick it was a good place to at least get a drink of water for now. He awkwardly started to adjust his backpack and started to search around through it, hoping to find some water in there. When he found the canteen of water, Ray started to pull it out. Twisting the cap off Raymond took a quick sip of water feeling it sliding down his throat, letting out a slight sigh.
He waited for the two ladies to catch up. Ray first handed it over towards Amelia, looking at her she was looking really tired and worn out. "Here take a drink, you need to keep hydrated after tugging my ass around everywhere." Ray said jokingly as he waited for Amelia to take it, before handing it over towards Sam as well. "Here have some as well, lets keep moving."
“Tired... so tired...” Amelia mumbled as Ray handed her a bottle of water.” Thank you, Ray.” She told him, taking a few sips from it, before returning it to him, starting to walk again. It was hard to move. Her head was in a little bit of a daze as she moved, then she kicked some rusted metal something or other. She didn't even notice what it was. Maybe a bucket or something because it sounded half hollow. It made hella noise, but she shuffled forward. The walker was already in reach, she moved rather well considering.” Humph...” She took a breath as she swung, it was the only way to keep focused and muster the strength to strike. The strike came true and the head was knocked to the side... or not. Amelia realized she did not strike it dead. It's head was seemingly dislocated or something, but the jaw was still moving as it crashed on the ground.” I... let's just move.” In her head she was seriously considering to just separate from Sam and Ray and go on a noise making to lead walkers from those... she was drawing too much attention to them and both of them were hurt or had problems moving normally.
"Alright great, that's not too far." Sam grabbed the water from Ray and nodded at him before she took a giant gulp and drank eagerly, water spilling from the corner of her mouth. Sam let out a small burp and took a deep breath, "thanks for that." As if on cue, her stomach grumbled loudly. She remembered the protein bars she had inside her backpack and as they took a rest she pulled two out and handed them to both Ray and Amelia. "This'll fill you right up," Sam commented happily.
Sam opened up hers and the experience was almost spiritual as she body rejoiced in digesting the food after days of not being fed properly. She heard a noise as Amelia started moving again and when Sam looked in her direction she saw the woman was once again engaged in a tussle with one of the brain dead walkers. Sam started forward and ran to help her, but she stumbled onto something on the ground on her way there, a piece of metal - she didn't fall, but her protein bar tumbled down into a pool of dark, coagulated blood. "Just my luck," Sam sighed but chuckled as she turned to Amelia. The walker was still moving, but it was looking pretty rough. "You okay?" Sam asked as she followed the redhead's lead.
Raymond looked towards both Amelia and Sam when the both took drinks from his water bottle and nodded towards the two of them and gave them a friendly smile. "Don't mention it." Ray said softly as he went to put the waterbottle back into his pack and zipped it up. He continued to move forward, until he watched Amelia she was really looking out of it now and was starting to worry about her mentally and physically. Ray turned towards Sam when she pulled out a few protein bars, he accepted it and gave her a friendly nod.
"Thank you." Ray said just as Amelia swung her bat towards the walker, seeing it fall to the ground, Ray kneeled down taking out his knife. Ray quickly stabbed it in the head, whipping off the walker blood off of his pant leg, then Sam clumsily dropped her opened bar onto he ground right on the pool of blood of the walker. He turned and handed his over towards Sam, he would eat later. "Here, take it back. Got some stuff in here." Ray said patting to the pack.
There was a distinct hardness in moving still, but Amelia felt like she was getting into a steady rhythm. As Ray finished the walker, she continued to walk towards the street. There was a lot of snow where they exited in between the houses. Getting around them would lose valuable time, so she just continued forward through the snow. Slow and steady and surprisingly quiet given she was stepping into snow, she moved forward, steady as she can. Looking left and right she could see some walkers, but it was doubtful they will reach the group.
Sam continued to follow Amelia, and as she looked around, surveying the area, she noted that the houses still looked extremely unsafe to take shelter in, white picket fiences that were once upright had fallen and were rotting on the ground. Her father had thought her how to make shelter out of pretty much anything, but with the group of walkers roaming around close to them it wouldn't serve them any purpose.
She dreamed of laying in a cozy bed with warm blankets cocooned around her after a long, hot shower. Perhaps that was a little too far out of reach, but it kept her going as she walked through the treacherous snowy terrain before them. At least she wasn't alone, and these people seemed really nice. She wished she would have met them in a less stressful situation. Though they would surely have time to talk later, as Sam had a few burning questions to ask them. Especially about this 'Eden' and 'Newnan' they had previously mentioned. She hoped it was a place where they could get food or a shower, but mostly food.
Raymond remained fairly quiet as they turned up onto the road, he cautiously moved over the snow lightly moving the stick back and forth before him just in case there was any ice that formed underneath the snow. The last time he fell it cost him his leg, as Ray moved he looked over towards Amelia for a moment. He couldn't really get a good reading on her from where he was walking. Ray also remained on full alert in case there were any walkers that were nearby but it seemed that they weren't taking any interest in them just yet.
It was so hard. Amelia breathed heavily as she took a step and then two, but it was about there that the strength she had was about finished. Most likely it was the snow trek that did the final nail in the coffin of her remaining strength. She stopped moving, using the baseball to lean on.” Hell...to...it...” Amelia mumbled feeling like just falling over. She couldn't bring herself to take another step. When was the last time she felt that way, she wondered. She needed to rest so bad.
Sam caught a glimpse of Amelia slowing down and finally stopping altogether in front of her, to lean again her baseball bat and rest. Sam stopped beside her and rested a hand on her companion's shoulder, "You okay?" There was no hiding it, the party was beat to shit, tired, and probably smelled like garbage. Sam wanted to sit down and take a breather as well, but the quicker they cross this junkyard of a neighborhood, the quicker they can find a building that won't fall onto them to rest for the evening.
Sam quickly glanced at the slowly setting sun and back to her companion, "Come on, just a little further. Next walker that we come across, leave it to me yeah? You did enough skull bashing for today." Sam lightly tugged on the woman's arm and nodded her head ahead of them. "Keep dreaming of a nice, comfy bed. It helps." Sam winked at the redhead as she continued her trek forward.
Raymond watched Amelia and moved over towards her taking a few deep breathes as he trudged through the snow to catch up to them grunting loudly having a bit of a hard time to get through. He looked at her with a concerned look as Ray started to go into his pack. He was having a harder time this time to try and get the water bottle back out again, and nearly dropped it, but caught himself. "Here just hold onto it for now Amelia." Raymond said, she was really not looking good at all she was looking utterly exhausted.
"Don't worry we will find a place to settle in for the night, you deserve as much rest as you can get." Ray said softly to try and reassure Amelia. He looked towards Sam, when she suggested that she'd take out the next walker that would come up to them, and gave her a slight nod. "Just a little bit further we can rest then."
”I...” Amelia mumbled as Sam came over to provide some moral support it seemed. Amelia was tired, but the words rang through her mind still. They had to move.”Thank you...” She took a few deep breaths, trying to muster any little bits of remaining strength she can. It wouldn't be much more maybe a block or two before they had to start thinking about settling for the night real good. Time was running short.
”Ray?” She asked quietly as he gave her a bottle of water. She smiled and took it, opening it and taking a sip from it.”Yeah... just a little more. I can do that... Been through worse... I think...” She mumbled to herself, resuming to move again with a bat in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. She managed to pull through the bottleneck of fatigue, it was all a matter of how much she can run of fumes from now on. Resuming her walk, she walked steadily enough, without making any sounds.
Amelia Payne
Location: The Park near her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: No one
Amelia sighed in relief when she found her SD card pretty undamaged. Probably all the electronics protected it when her power surged. Maybe she'd do well to buy leather gloves or something to make sure the electricity cannot torch things she touches. Though maybe not... she wasn't exactly in the money to buy good pair of leather gloves. She threw a glance at the dog that was now tailing her as if it was her new friend. She didn't really like dogs much. Maybe even disliking them a little, but it made her feel weirdly okey as it was accompanying her. Maybe it was the man's best friend and all that.
As she made her way into the store, the burner phones caught her attention right away. They weren't what you'd call marvel of engineering, but they would do the job and the job was calling people with your phone. She thought for a little and headed to the person behind the counter.” Excuse me, I wish to buy a cheap burner phone. I was thinking that one...” Amelia said quietly, not really wanting to have to buy a separate device like mp3 player or something to listen to music, though thinking it through maybe buying a cheap mp3 player was a better idea. She pointed at a phone that was in the middle of the burner phones.
Claire Winters
Location: Cafe near ME Office, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia
“Ahh thank you~!” Claire whistled and took her coffee as Olivia joined her on the table. It place was mostly empty, probably because the people were at work, but overall it was nice pleasant place. Smiling she took a sip from it. It filled her core with warmth and the bitter feeling of the coffee because she put on sugar in it.” Hehehe, nice. This is indeed a great place for coffee, shame I didn't know about it till now.” She made a mental note about it, maybe she'd come by while on patrol duty next time, to grab a few cups for the road.
“With mind reading? Not exactly...” The cop replied with a soft laughter, amused by the situation. Discussing superpowers with a ME in a coffee shop. This had the perfect premise for a tv show! All they needed was a weird sidekick and the trio will be complete.” You cannot exactly use 'I read his mind' as evidence, you know.” She explained.” That said, I now can read where they hide evidence, make 'logical' deductions about where the evidence is, or point colleagues towards it. On a fun side, I busted the first guy I read the mind of. He was trying to drug girls in a club... The moron... just reached into his chest pocket and there the pills were.” She added and smirked.” You should have seen the look of my colleagues when I brought him in, dressed on a cocktail dress and all.”
rofls. ;3 it must be a slaaneshmas come early for the slaaneshi troops lol
Kosara Koleva
Location: café
"Awee... act as grumpy as you want, I still know you enjoy us all youngsters running about, doing youngers stuff and causing a mess of the place." She smirked with a self pleased expression, drinking her drink, scribbling in her notebook and generally have a jolly good time until the food arrived." Thank you, Heather." She told the waitress and started munching down the sandwich as it was mighty fine time for a meal. It's been more or less a whole day without eating anything so far.
"Roger that, she just texted ot pick her from the town's center." Kosara informed Abe, and bit into her food with pleased expression, before chewing hastely and swallowing." It's gona take a little while to finish the meal... well your meal." She smiled." I can bring my sandwich on the road~!" Kosara added and slid a page, she just tore away, to Abe. It had a real basic list of ingredients for a tracking spell." This should do the trick... if we get something to focus onto her. Well at worst we will learn if she's still alive." She whispered." Once we pick Jenna, you can leave us at home while you pick these up?"
Priscilla Harker
Location:The Museum
Skills: None
Skills: None
“Hmm?” Mosi made a cutesy questioning sound as Akhmed mention the person he bumped into. It had completely slipped off her mind, mostly because she was currently remembering a certain redhead who kissed her cheek in the most of teasing manner, making her day that much better than it had already been! Yes it was truly a perfect desert tale so far and Mosi wouldn't have it any other way.' Was there such a person...eh?' She thought to herself as they entered the museum and she decided to say hell to it and focus on the situation at hand which was dark museum devoid of guards and not care about the past. There was going to be time to focus on the past later... probably.
“Lead on, I'm right behind you and got your back.” She replied with a huge smile, dashing after Akhmed. She mentally checked the sensation on her right leg, to confirm sensing the pressure of the knife that she had attacked there. It was only one of her weapons. Mosi preferred to be ready in case something happened so she never let herself without some kind of weapon on her. Never know when someone might try to cause problems with you. Besides pretty much everyone had weapons of some kind back in the states. Mind you women weren't usually the ones with weapons, among her own female friends there were many who preferred to have men protect them, but not her. She loved all things cold weapons and also chicken races.
@Sho Minazuki I'm still here.
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