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🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor:Breakfast Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6
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It was quite the interesting for Rave event to meet people from behind the safety of a mask. Granted all people had masks, so it wasn't really a certainty that all people were as nice as they were all presenting themselves, but she let herself enjoy it non the less. Now that there were a few people in the breakfast room and she did have a little bit of a grub, she felt a lot better. Then there was the fact that with all the heating going on, the cold from outside seemed like an illusion.' So this is how people of the highest of status live! It feels like maybe even the royalty aren't their equals.' She wondered to herself, recalling the odd details she had managed to spot since they arrived. Like the new looking clothing that their host was wearing or the weirdly grand machine they used to carry them over.

As the Moss Captain fellow expressed his desire to go exploring, Prima Rave's attention snapped back to him.” I do want to see more of the place too. Better do it now before other guests arrive.” She replied to his inquiry with a smile. Most people would spend their lives never entering this place, now that she was here, she couldn't not look around a bit. There was also the fact that knowing the place better was probably going to be beneficial to their welfare in the future. You never knew when you had to evade someone... or hide.” Shall we follow the others into the next room?” She asked, throwing a look at Captain Moss. Now that she threw a look at him, she also wondered why Captain and why Moss. Was he a ship captain? A military captain? Even if it's either or neither of the two, why exactly Moss though? She wondered who thought up the names and in what train of logic.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Kosara Koleva

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Location: Silver Mine
Interacting with: @Nallore Abe, @Kirah Heather & @McHaggis Robin

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"You god damned have to be kidding me...!" Kosara cursed as she heard what was going on here. Of all stupid things to do, those kids had to do that one! Walking right into demonic traps for crying out loud! She quickly gave a glance to the other people around." Nice to meet you all, but no time for pleasantries." She stated flatly and in a hurry pulled her sword from it's bag and attached the sheath to her belt. She was lucky she grabbed the sword from back home, otherwise she would only have had her knife on her which wasn't a good option. At least this provided some more cutting power. She did wish she had grabbed the sawed off from her stash back home though.

"Just a moment though..." She called to Abe and hurriedly crouched by the entrance of the mine and drew a devils' trap right there. Those hell douches wanting to leave that mine will have a really nice surprise next time they try." Ok I'm done here." She called and hurried to follow after her grandfather. She noted the knife they had and raised an eyebrow. Well surprises happening all around it seemed.

"Amateurs... going in alone like that." She grumbled." Alrighty, anyone of us dies here, the rest are all pulling right out. If what I think might be hiding here, it's way too dangerous." She stated flatly.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Headland, Alabama , E Main st.(E8)- Inside the Horde Buster(E8).->Inside Station Wagon(E7)
Skills: N/A.

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Amelia felt really bad about the whole hurting Ash even more so than he already was, but she couldn't say anything else beside the apology because she didn't believe she could say anything to make it better.” I...” She said with quiet voice.” ...didn't mean to...” She somehow managed to bring herself to utter shyly as she looked down, feeling like a little kid who was being caught doing a prank. At least Ash didn't seem too angry about the whole thing, so that was one weight off her shoulders. There was also the fact that she was getting ever more nervous though. She was already starting to get concerned about the walkers and any other danger in the vicinity. They had a bloody firefight, who knew who or what else might be in the area to cause them trouble.

“Alright, going to grab it.” She promised Ash as he asked her to grab that knob thing from the gear shift. As she was about to return back to the front of the Horde Buster, she also heard Riley call to them that the other vehicle was working and hurried to do it faster. Getting the knob wasn't too much work and she threw it in her bag, a bag which she grabbed right away and jumped off the trusty partner of a vehicle that had gotten them through so very much over the past stretch of time. She said silent words of thanks to it in her mind and hurried to the station wagon where the others already were.” Ash, I got it, it's in my bag, I will give it to you later.” She explained and noticing that there were no vacant spots in the front part of the car, she hurried to the back.

It was weird that she felt so open with those people around her now... the nun not included. Maybe only them she could be a little bit more open and talkative. Even with Tati and the little baby. She felt them close since they were also survivors from Newnan, despite not having met for quite a while. The nun though, was another story. Amelia was now considering the probabilities of the nun being an enemy spy! Maybe it was a whole church of crazed zealots trying to kill anyone who doesn't convert to whatever their variation of sect was!' I'm going to keep my eyes on her, until she shows her true colors!' She convinced herself in her mind as she hopped through the trunk door of the station wagon. “Alright, I'm in.” She called to inform the rest so they can start getting the whole thing moving. She threw a glance around just in case and took a breath of relief.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: The Bristol Ship
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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The discomfort in his stomach was ever growing despite his best attempts at calming it. The initial success in resisting the urge to throw up was nice and he observed how Vlad the ever loud and proud and really Russian individual sprinted for a bucket. He took a deep breath trying to keep the relative calm in his stomach while the Russian man was away and was relatively successful at this undertaking, which made him almost relaxed at one point. Well that continued just about until Vlad returned to the cabin.

It was that precise moment that everything shifted. From the relative calm in his stomach area, something twisted like mad. In what amounted to a mere brief moment, he was rendered from someone who held in his urge to puke, to someone who was about to throw up! Constantin jumped from the bed thing he was laying on and dashed away towards Vlad with visible intent on the bucket in his eyes." Bucket! Need! aghhu..."

The firewalker descended on the bucket like an eagle to grab it out of Vlad's hands and grab it he did, bringing it to his own embrace before his head leaned forward and he threw up bile. His mind was filled with endless curses that would probably make even a soulless blush if they were heard. These days were not his best... it's either bile or snot or him throwing up bile. He missed Russia. It may have been cold a lot of the time, but there was no ships or deep water... He couldn't even curse aloud because his throat was busy transferring the bile out of his stomach and into the bucket, making no spare capacity for taking.' Bloody damned hate ships...' He thought again.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Main Deck: Stairs leading to Second Deck
Skills: N/A

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All things considered this could have went a lot better, but since there were quite a few people trying to get sorted out through the stairs that served as checkpoints, she then sighed in admission that it was probably going to take a while. She could see others from her group out and far ahead of her in the crowds, but it was fine. She really wished she wasn't branded like this, moving through crowds was rather uncomfortable. Otherwise she would have already pushed her way through many of those people. With crowds like this who was to complain anyhow. First arrived first served! Sadly that was not hte case so she just slowly was making her way over to the stairs where it seemed Mahendra already got cleared to pass along with Vera and some of the others.

One by one the people on the line to pass through the stairs were moving up after their tickets got checked so she sighed and moved along with the flow. It was relatively quick moving line, but still a waiting line and she didn't like it. She wanted to lay down, rest a while and then be at full strength so she can have fun later.

Eventually though she did finally reach the point to get her ticket checked. Thus she quickly gave the ticket over to the man doing the checking." Should be on the second level." She stated just in case. While the ticket was being dealt with and confirmed which shouldn't really take too long, she threw a glance around the place. Some of the others she knew had already moved up. Frankly once she entered her room, the chances were she wasn't going to be going out until it was dinner time. With that thought in mind, she returned her focus on the ticket checker.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor:Breakfast Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6
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“It's a pleasure, Captain Moss, Mis... Madam Mauve.” She replied to Captain Moss and Madam Mauve as they introduced themselves. Prima Rave tried to remember them, though this being some kind of alias, she supposed that it probably wouldn't be much of use outside of this manor. It probably was not of use even in here since most people didn't know each other and frankly they could in theory always deny being named the alias. Still it was better than nothing to at least have some name to put to a visage.

“Is it bad premonition to say I don't think it will end well?” Prima Rave asked, Moss in return when he asked for the opinion of the others in the room. She liked to think of herself as a careful person and her decision to attend here was one she thought of as a gamble at best. Now it seemed she was not going to win said gamble, given the start of the night. There was a dead person already, no one seemed to care and now they were informed that the invitations were fake! This screamed that it was going to turn bad real soon! She threw a glance at the newcomers and smiled friendly at them.” Hello. Nice to meet you two. I'm Prima Rave.” She greeted them, still smiling.

It was nice to do some pleasantries and be friendly with people after getting that cold shower earlier. A nice enough way to pull one's mind away from probable doom in the imminent future. She then looked around again, thinking about a few different things before she looked to the window again. This place was pretty darn big. She wondered what else was there to see.

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

Location:Patrol car, New York City, New York
Interacting With: her partner and stupid couple@Nallore

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Frankly there were a few different possibilities of how this was going to go, that passed through Claire's mind while she was making the arrest. Surely enough it went just like how she expected it to go... well one of the ways anyhow. The guy decided to run for it, generally the reaction of running away suggested guilty mind. He who has reason to be afraid of the police runs! It was just natural reaction to the mind really, if you know you are guilty and you aren't a professional criminal, your first reaction to being called out on it, would be to run away most of the times, according to Claire's observations.” I wished this wouldn't be the case this time, but ohh well...” She sighed and quickly dashed after him, making sure to not trip on the fallen old woman. If she stopped to help her, she'd lose him, so no choice here.

As she ran after him, she pulled her radio and called her partner.” Chasing after the man, he's running away and resisting arrest.” She informed him so he knows and continued to chase after him.” STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!” She called out to the running man, while dashing after him. He had already resisted arrest, so if she caught him, she could be more forceful. A smile appeared on her face as she recalled that fun fact.

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Amelia Payne

Location: Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley@Nalloreand @Jasonhero Fumiko "Kuīn" Nakamura

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Arriving at their destination, Amelia was more pleasantly surprised than anything else. She had half expected some kind of big store, but it turned out to be way more ordinary than she feared. It was a ordinary housing building so the store probably was not some kind of out of the ordinary for only rich folk type thing.” I see.” She replied quietly to Riley as they were making their way into the place. So this place was making Riley's album covers. Her curiosity was roused now too.

Her initial estimation was somewhat off though. Sure enough it wasn't the most high costly thing ever, but the costs for the things that were displayed were bigger than what she was used to. As she paid a lil bit more attention to the brands of the different art supplies, she figured out why the prices were bigger. Of course the things here were better than what she usually got. As Riley suggested her to buy whatever she wants and that she's shouldering the bill, Amelia made a face of inner conflict. She didn't want Riley to pay, but at the same time she really needed some of these things. Then there was also the fact her friend was suggesting to more or less gift those, a fact which made her happy on the inside as she smiled shyly and looked down.

“Alright... but just this one time, okey?” She replied to Riley and quickly started walking about to pick up a good sketchbook and some pencils. Amelia didn't really need too much things, but the sketchbook was the most important after all. Without something to draw on, drawing was a process hard to accomplish! She was so drawing a superhero costume for Riley later...

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: The Bristol Ship
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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Following Vlad into the tiny room they were to rest while on this ship, Constantin was left with an almost cramped expression for a moment, before his face resumed a more natural calm. Well as calm as it would allow for a person with fear of deep water being on a ship in deep waters. He was not a happy camper right about now and he quickly made his way to one of the bed like contraptions they were to use. Constantin hasn't gotten on boats much before this. There was just never the absolute need to go to open waters before, thus he was unfamiliar with the terms used for naval travel.

Making his rest down on the bed thing, he rested his head and closed his eyes for a brief moment, sorting things through his head. A lot of things passed through his mind in this moment of rest. There was the German fellow whom he still owed some vengeance of mild degree. There was the Thalken fellow whom he did owe vengeance, but well... that was already taken care of. He felt conflicted about that one, on one side it was already dealt with so he should be over with it, but on the other he didn't get a chance to execute his punishment. He sighed as he opened his eyes.” Дяволите да го вземат това море...“ He cursed in his native language as the swaying of the ship was getting to him. The urge to throw up was strong as he quickly rose to sitting position.

“Agh...” He groaned in discomfort as he felt the throwing up sensation of something rebelling in his stomach and then trying to make it's way up. He tried to resist it, to hold it in and somehow he managed to resist throwing up.” Nov I hate ships...” He mumbled, taking deep breaths in attempt to calm his throwing up sensations.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Headland, Alabama , E Main st.(E8)- Outside the Horde Buster(D8)-> Inside the Horde Buster(E8).
Skills: Athletics.

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Pressing against Ash's wounds, Amelia could feel streams of water running down the sides of her face. Although the rain had stopped, her hair was still soaked wet and the humidity was rather high, making her feel like she was not much better from the rain, in fact she might have actually preferred the rain right about now.” Alright.” She replied, throwing paranoid glances about, searching for dangers of the walking variety now that the rain was no longer an issue and she could actually see properly. Problem was she knew that the walkers could also see and hear properly again too!

She stood up first, reaching hands to help Ash, but by the time she tried to exert strength to pull him up, the stars aligned against her once more and she flipping slipped once more. As her feet lost traction, she had a brief moment of curses and refusal to believe, but then she finally sort of fell, her knee hitting right at his injured shoulder.” I'm sorry!” Amelia exclaimed as she realized what happened. Her face flushing up from concern, embarrassment about what she just did, albeit unwillingly.” I'm sorry!” She replied with pleading voice as she scurried up to her feet and away into the horde buster. At least this time she didn't slip as she made her way inside and hurried to grab and did indeed grab Ash's bags before returning to the exits of the vehicle.” I've got 'em.” She stated in quiet voice, really wanting to not be around Ash's gaze right now... She almost felt like she killed him twice... sort of. Well she caused him a lot of pain if nothing else.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Main Deck: Lounge -> Stairs leading to Second Deck
Skills: N/A

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Talking about how things proceeded it turned the woman's name was Gene. Mosi smiled the brother was introducing them one by one and ended with her whom he indeed didn't know. She gave off a friendly smile and tipped her hat.” My name's Priscilla Harker, you can skip that and call me Mosi though, everybody does. Pleasure to meet you two.” She explained with a smile to the brother sister pair.

After that introduction was done, some more pleasantries were had and finally all decided it was more or less time to get going and settle in their rooms.” Perhaps the best plan, yes.” She agreed with a nod and also pulled her ticket to check. The thing said Second Deck. She nodded to herself and rose from her seat, quickly started heading for the staircase leading for the second deck. Which consisted of following after the masses more or less until she located the staircase.

She surprisingly found Mahendra and Lauren at the staircase dealing with some kind of check going on. She already had her ticket so she just shrugged and made her way over, which was slightly bothersome with the wound she was recalled having after having to push through the people about, but she did made it ever so closer to them. She had to stop and take a few deep breaths leaning on the wall to the side, grimacing from the pain radiating from her brand. She cursed in her mind before focused her attention and continued walking to the staircase, having her ticket in hand.