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Rise of the Evos

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Amelia Payne

Location: The Park near her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nallore, Lucas@Lionhearted

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“Ahh... yes, I think.” Amelia replied quietly to Riley, throwing looks left and right, but she couldn't see back at her location. All she could see was this place.” It's just that... I'm in that alley. It's mostly hidden from traffic, but what if someone stumbles upon me there?” She asked, worried about her own safety. The city was not safe and especially the back alleyways were dangerous. She had heard stories, heard news reports. There was so much crime happening all the time.

Amelia also noticed that Riley got a call and got concerned since she could see no one was replying on the other end. It was almost like a scene straight out of a horror movie given the overall situations and what had happened with the murder they saw.

“Riley... I was thinking if...” Amelia started saying, throwing scared looks around as if expecting something to jump at her.” Can we exchange phone numbers? I mean we live in the same city and with these powers... if something happens we can help each other... If not, I understand. It's alright, I was just wondering, I didn't mean anything by asking... it's just that...” Amelia started speaking in broken up sentences, unable to finish her thought, but it overall gave the feeling that she was almost afraid of hearing Riley's answer. Since Riley was famous and from what one could usually see on tv or the newspapers and the like rich famous people usually preferred to not be seen with normal people having a coffee or the like. Since she didn't really interact with people much, she had fallen victim to the mass media misinformation propaganda. As such she regretted asking as soon as she did.

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Claire Winters

Location: Cafe near ME Office, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore

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“Can be arranged soon. Can grab some paid vacation days in about a week.” Claire mentioned casually, letting her sly devilish smile spread wide on her face as if taunting Olivia into agreeing to actually go with her statement.” Well not that we've got to go to Las Vegas, there are more than enough local casinos to use, the limits on that are a lot lower, but ti should still be a possible feat to do.” The cop was explaining with a sly voice before suddenly making a thinking face.

“Actually screw that, I'm going to go out tonight to one of the casinos. Want to come along?” She directly threw the invitation.” Drinks, money, might even charm the hell out of some fools to pay for said drinks.” Claire laughed in devilishly amused manner.

“I can imagine, all I have is a locker in the changing room of my department.” Claire replied with a grin.” It's a noble goal, sometimes better than what we can do. We can only attempt to stop crime before it's happened and then rarely unless we've been called. What you do is a good thing and if you ever need help from a mind reader do call.”

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location:The Museum
Skills: None

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“I suppose.” Mosi replied with a slightly vague, really in thought expression at Josephine's comment about Akhmed. True enough he was a attractive man, she'd give him that. She didn't like him that way though. She pondered it for a moment before nodding as the man himself went really polite and gentlemanly with his own comment about Josephine. Him blushing was a cute sight though. She threw a glance at the other woman to check if she had noticed the rather brilliant display of a adorableness.

“For me I do agree with Akhmed on this one. It is truly a honor to be escorted by a pretty lady such as you, miss.” Mosi said with the most innocent of smiles.” Sadly I do not believe we've been introduced. My name is Priscilla Harker.” She said tipping off her hat to Josephine in a weirdly manly mannerism.

When the cab was called and Akhmed dealt with the explanation, Mosi was really happy they can finally get going to the main event for the evening. Well main event in her opinion actually. She was looking forward to this night the whole day! No way she was missing it. Sadly she doubted she'd get to do any actual forging herself, but to witness techniques of masters from the east was an experience she'd gladly see and god damn well enjoy! Most smiths she knew more or less forged in the typical European ways, such was her expertise too. Thus why she felt so intrigued about the skills here. There was bound to be things different in the small details and often those very small details made all the difference in quality... or aestetics. She wanted to learn those and get better! Wanted to forge a better sword than her current one. One like the ones she saw in the museum, but merging the style and utility with a more modern touch to suit her.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location: East end of MLK Jr. Dr.
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics

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This was bad... Amelia took a deep breath as she attempted to put any last strength she can into those lithe looking arms of hers. As result the limbs in question as if howled in pain into her mind as the burning sensation from attempting to move them hit her. This was truly the end of her swinging for the moment. Frankly she barely had the strength to stand up in her legs also. Amelia was barely keeping up. This appeared to be her limit, the weight and the struggle from earlier was just too much.

The walker was shuffling towards them, but it was a few steps away, so Amelia as it's main target right now pulled a few steps away too. Her movement was rather slower than she would have liked and she just bought herself a few extra seconds as she did so. Could she do it? She wondered as her arms screamed in pain. If it came close enough, she was going to pull one final swing. She couldn't escape really, she had to take it down and there wasn't much option here. If Sam pulled together and whacked it first it would all be great though.' Just one more swing... please just hold out just a few more moments, I know I've said it so many times already, but please...' She silently begged her own body to hold out just ever so more. She didn't want to die here. Not like this.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

gona post tomorrow.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Halsey's shop

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“You know, I've always enjoyed your shop.” Kosara said as she had entered the place. She had a little bit of a thing for stores that handled stock like this. Rare ingredients that ordinary people didn't even know what they were or that they existed, old artifacts and trinkets of dubious history that could prove invaluable in certain situations. In fact this has been a thing she enjoyed since her old crush in high school. She was also the one who got her into magic and witchcraft studies. 'Good times~' She smiled, recalling the past. Sometimes she regretted the way that relationship ended. Couldn't be helped though, family matters.

“Hey, I wouldn't have ordered it if it was easy to find.” Kosara replied with sly giggle and looked at Halsey. She then proceeded to pull her wallet and pulled the money they had agreed on... in cash. Luckily being a good author paid good money too. With that handled she slid the box over to her and ran a finger across it's edge.” Good, this will do real nicely for what I have in mind for it. You as always confirm the value of your services.” She smiled and took the sealed ingredient, before heading towards the front door. “ Thank you, Halsey, I will drop by when I need something else again, but if you wish we can always go for a coffee one of these days.” She said.

Rise of the Evos

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Amelia Payne

Location: The Park near her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nallore, Lucas@Lionhearted

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“What...” Amelia mumbled as Riley explained that her body was still back where she was. Then... her body was in the middle of that back alley!? It shouldn't be dangerous... she was going to snap back if her body was in danger...right? She was a lil afraid now, actually no need to lie she was really afraid now. She panicked even more and while she could feel her power, nothing was happening around her here... then her power wasn't transferring to these visits... She tried to calm down and took a deep breath, looking around. This was a pretty restaurant... no wonder she didn't know it, she'd never be able to afford dining in a good place like this. Well she'd afford it, but probably have to fasten for a few days afterwards.

As Riley went to answer her phone, Amelia realized she had lost her chance to ask for the other woman's contact info and became a little bit sad. That said there was now also that man whom made her flinch by how he stared at her earlier. She felt uncomfortable right now, this was her usual way of acting around unfamiliar people.' Why am I here?' She wondered though, why did her mind jump here? Was it going to be like this all the time now? Just walk down the street and then whole day of jumping locations?

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Claire Winters

Location: Cafe near ME Office, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore

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“Maybe one day. Besides if I'm ever too strapped for cash, I can just go to Vegas for a few days...” She replied with a laugh, but was otherwise completely serious. Her in Vegas was a plain day robbery. Poker, Black Jack even roulette if the dealer was affecting it, she'd probably have a blast winning money there. Granted she'd have to hold back a little to be not way to obvious about it, but it was possible to make an absurd amount of money in just a few brief days or even a night given the proper game of choice and players.

“He already liked it. He's still behind bars after his last screw up...” Claire added with a really happy smile. There was a certain degree of menace in that smile though. It was not evil per say... more like she was enjoying it a tad too much. She had heard a few nice stories about her ex in prison and stuff that happened to him. Truth being told she was overjoyed at it and regretful she didn't have photos to mount on her wall.” The bastard even tried to call me once and begged me to pull some strings/pay money so they leave him alone in prison...” She added with a shrug.” I hung up though, I'm not giving him a cent.”

“What about you, Olivia? What got you into the ME? Not exactly the first choice of career for most young women. What attracted you to it?”

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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“Aghhh...” Constantin made a brief sound of annoyance when the voice of Vladimir boomed around, speaking about guests and the like. As if his nightmares weren't enough the one Vlad was speaking about was the crazy ferret man...' Дяволите да го земат...' Constantin cursed under his breath in annoyance, remembering the events of earlier that day. Today was not his day it seemed. Everything was mostly going backwards and the trend of it seemed to be continuing as the night went on it seemed. He could only hope that no more shenanigans happen, but knowing his luck with the day so far, the fire walker was kind of doubtful about it.

With a heavy tired steps he walked over to where his family were sitting earlier, only to find them still there, having a merry drink while stuffing themselves with the food. He shook his head and with a sigh sat down next to them again. They burst out laughing when he appeared.” Vhat did I miss?” He asked, throwing looks around. What he expected and what had happened was quite different though.

“SAY VHAT?!” He asked in shock, Veta had denied the invitation. There must be a reason... either that or she being the stubborn hardhead that she was, wasn't pleased with something. He shook his head in fatigue. Now he knew what the dreams represented, the news that things were going to get a lot more stressful.

Translation

' Дяволите да го земат...'= May the devils take him

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location:The Museum
Skills: None

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There was a distinct weirdness about this museum or more precisely about this situation she found herself in. Mosi thought about it as she waited for Akhmed and Josephine catch up to her so they can get going. There was a person who apparently ran out of the museum as they were arriving. At first the fact nothing appeared to be missing was weird, but given a tablet was now gone that explained it. More likely than not that person had snatched it. From here it narrowed the culprits to only those who knew of the tablet as a random thief wouldn't get all the way into the museum to that office only to randomly decide on that to steal. Thus it made sense they knew what they wanted which in turn meant they were aware of it's presence in the museum. Now the other question was if the murder had to do with the tablet disappearance and frankly she wasn't completely sure it was so.

Her thinking was rather focused until she stopped Akhmed and the other woman show up.' He's got a girlfriend.' She giggled in her mind looking at the pair. Well that fact itself wasn't really unusual if it was so. A handsome man such as him, it was normal to have a beautiful woman at his side.

Playing with her hair as she waited them to reach her she smiled, before looking in Akhmed's eyes.” So, that's your girlfriend, sir Akhmed?” She asked with the widest grin on her face. Mosi felt really curious as of what faces they'd make at such direct question.” Good eye, she's pretty.”

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location: East end of MLK Jr. Dr.
Skills: Sneaking, Athletics

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"Thank you, Ray." Amelia mumbled as he placed a hand on her shoulder in a reassuring manner. That said it probably wouldn't be long before hse cannot continue anymore so for now walking without stopping was the best idea. If she stopped, she wasn't sure she'd be able to start moving again. She also gave a tired smile to Sam who was appearing hopeful for finding shelter within reasonable amount of time which wasn't much given the situation with all three of them requiring a lot of rest.

Walking though she noticed a walker... there was one last walker and as she walked her heavy steps attracted it's attention, making it start shuffling it's rotting body towards them. Amelia started walking away from it, leaving it to maybe Sam or Ray. Frankly she no longer had the strength to put her arms to zombie killing use. She couldn't even bring herself to lift the baseball bat up let along swing it with reasonable momentum anymore." Sam, please..." She said to sam who despite everything was in the best of conditions for a swing mostly because making a swing for a one legged person would be hard and Amelia couldn't feel her arms anymore.

On that note they had moved somewhat even further awya from Newnan. Granted it wasn't much more than couple of blocks away, but the desperate hope existed in her heart that there would be reasonable shelter somewhere here.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

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