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Stargate: The Living Gods

@Theodore I've given you almost 24 hours to contact me after you went over the 7 day counter. I've seen you active in the meantime and as such I'm kicking you out of the RP. I wish you luck with future RPs.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Headland: D3 -> C3 (House Map)
Skills: Athletics, Sneaking, Mathematics

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Amelia's eyes would often wander off to Riley, struggling to keep track of her in the darkness. This was not the best situation with the bad weather that was going to hit any moment now. She sighed her eyes focused on the singer, not wanting to let her experience danger.' Good!' She thought to herself when Tati stated she took down the traps! That was great news to receive. If there were traps, Amelia wasn't going to let Riley head out there... Not without heading ahead so she was the one who triggers them instead of her love.

Suddenly she glanced around, as if expecting something to show up, but nothing was there from what she could see. Her paranoia was present as it always was to a certain degree for a while now." Good luck..." Amelia quietly said as Tati had started to move, she realized and quickly followed, approaching the building that was their target. The ballerina moved about on one side to scout, while Amelia moved around the other, figuring a flanking attack of one kind or another was probably going to be a good thing.

She tried to be as sneaky as she could, noting there were 3 people. She had managed to get into the house, but damn it 2 of the guys realized she appeared and went for a gun right away! Luckily for her the morons went for the same gun and there was a tug of war over the gun going on. While they were distracted she pulled and aimed her gun, firing at the third man who was the furthest away from the door. It looked well like she took him out.' One down!' She thought, adrenaline surging through her body.

Stargate: The Living Gods

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Flynn Jenkins

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Location: Stargate Command(Briefing room ->Locker Rooms & Armory)

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“Alright, glad to have the approval of the two of you.” Flynn smiled as they were walking for the locker rooms and armory. He himself always felt a tinge of childish glee every time they were suiting up for a offworld mission. There was this sense of marvel to travel across the galaxy and see wonders like your day job.” Well you two are kind of lucky that you weren't part of the start of the program. Things weren't anywhere near as refined back then. Gate quite literally felt like passing through a flash freeze the first few times before they calibrated it.” He grinned as he put on the combat gear on.

“Doing is the best way of learning indeed, but nothing can prepare you for full blown combat situation with a jaffa hunting party. You won't be as enthusiastic when you start hearing the staff weapons blasts fizzling by your ears and impacting around you. Luckily a staff blast still moves slower than a bullet. Just take cover and don't show too much and we should be fine if we encoutner combat.” He laughed and shook his head.” Teasing of the newbies aside, be on the alert when we pass the gate. For whatever reason the universe seems to revel in turning even the most mundane missions of the SGC into tricky adventures.” Flynn said and finished putting on his combat gear and tactical harness and went to pick up his weapons.

“Since we are heading for a abandoned Goa'uld territory, chances are the locals are probably not aware of Earth's presence in the galaxy. Unless we encounter any Jaffa, it's quite possible we might not have to fire a single shot. Also I trust all of you have memorized the Earth gate's address and the GDO code to open the Iris?”He asked just for safety confirmation. Last thing they wanted was to go through the gate and disintegrate on the Earth's Gate's Iris.

Heroes of Olympus: the Next Age of Heroes

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Alana Colt

Location: Camp Half-Blood, Nemesis Cabin -> Mess Hall

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Alana spend the majority of the morning in the Nemesis cabin. In difference from her siblings who chose to go be overly active and climb walls or something, she chose to stay in bed and relax. She liked to lazy like this, there were few things that could make her willingly chose to be active over relaxing somewhere and a climbing a wall with something falling on you was not one of those things. Instead she spend her time laying in bed and reading up stuff on her laptop. It was a rather fruitful time she spend, reading up on vintage weapons catalogs she had downloaded sometime earlier.

Eventually though she finally moved out of bed went to get a bath, got dressed, armed herself and finally headed for the mess hall. The camp was filled with activity right now which kind of made her feel very uncomfortable. Not because she felt bad for not being as active as the others or that she was lazying. It was because seeing all the others being as active as they were made her feel a near physical pain of the imaginative stress she'd be if she was like them. It was way better to just take it slowly and be calm. There was no real need to push for some quick results or compete over something that lacked any use. Especially with that Prophecy that was going on, causing panic and concerns. Her overall opinion on the topic was 'Why bother'. She highly doubted they'd be able to do anything about it and who knew maybe it was going to be better for it to happen. She really didn't care...

The only thing she was possibly interested about in that prophecy was that maybe her bitch of a mother might die. Man that was something she wished to happen real hard, but on the other side she also wanted to do it herself. In fact this was the last year in this camp. She had already started planning for her independent life away from this place. As soon as she hit 20, she was leaving on the very next day. She was going to hunt down her mother... This was a thing that had to happen one way or another. She couldn't get over the seething hatred in her soul as long as that woman was alive... maybe her father too if she could figure out who he was and that person who first betrayed her and broke her heart for the first and last time. Only after those 3 were taken out, would she have a peace of mind enough to start completely anew. Maybe she was going to invite Aella for the hunt on their mother... That also seemed like a fine idea.

Anyways as she neared the Mess Hall, she was pulled away from her thoughts as she saw Zoey and Brynn. Alana smiled when she saw Zoey, but arched an eyebrow when she saw Brynn. She was really good friends with Zoey and didn't really interact with Brynn. She sighed and hurried up to catch up to them.” Hey, nice to meet the two of you. Good morning, Zoey, Brynn.” She nodded at the two of them.” Heading for breakfast?” She asked them.

Frankly Alana was probably going to have to first help out with the cooking before having a breakfast herself, but she didn't really mind much. She enjoyed cooking quite a bit, it was relaxing and seeing the happy expression of people eating her cooking was healing to her heart.

Torchlight

Alliana slowly made her way into the decaying carriage that was being provided for them. Some of the others had entered before her and had taken seat and so she did the same. The tiny expanse they were going to spend who knew how much time in was filled with the unpleasant scent of old wood and the strain their presence was putting on the wood was not escaping her ears either. Still this accursed creation of man somehow held itself together never the less.

She studied her traveling companions briefly as she took seat. A brief glance revealed an unlikely bunch of travelers to happen upon. A knightly warrior of faith, a woman from distant lands and a rugged highwayman... There was still one outside the carriage, she noted, a beefy fellow. Alliana herself was probably as unexpected meet for the others too. She was still unaware if they had realized her true nature, but given some of them, mainly noting the paladin, had not tried to vanquish her quite yet, she was willing to bet it was safe for them to travel together for a while at least.

Talking about the Paladin, her sarcastic comments brought a tiny grin on the dhampire's lips. Then the highwayman fellow brought out something to drink and also offered it to the rest of them. The exotic woman from distant lands took the offer and returned in kind litting a incense candle up. The candle's scent quickly was replacing the one of decaying wood and old moisture. When it came to her turn, Alliana gently shook her head." Thank you, but I will pass." She replied with a tiny smile to the rugged highwayman, since she didn't tend to drink much with her consitution and dependence on pure blood for it's effects during fights sometimes. She also had nothing much to offer in return. All she had on herself was her clothing, a sword, some stakes, a metal flask for storing blood and a small container of crimson lip dye. She also had her own little treasure a small mechanical thing that she got gifted a few years back, but all it did was play a tune as you spun the little lever, so no use in pulling that out.

She leaned back on her seat and closed her eyes, focusing on her very self. It was probably going to be a long ride, might as well rest. Traveling the day earlier all day through the sunlight while not really fatal for her, wasn't the most pleasant of experiences. Alliana wanted to use this chance to rest as much as she could.

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@GodOfWar@The Fated Fallen@Paradoxial@Nameless@Eisenhorn

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Torchlight

Posting a little bit later today. Got to get back home from classes first

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

Location: New York City, New York
Interacting With: Colleague@Nallore

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“Be sure that I will do so.” Claire replied with a smile as the woman moved away.” Well that was a good thing.” Her grin was wide as she was really pleased about the way everything went so far. Saving a girl from a douchebag boyfriend and possibly getting a date from it too. All was good when things ended well like this. Now she had to go bring her partner and probably settle for the day and then she had to go meet Olivia and see what was up.

Her perfect day so far was suddenly put to the test when a colleague informed her the chief wanted to see her. Well damn that was either good or very bad depending on what they were wanting of her. She shouldn't really have gotten into any trouble as far as she was aware. She wasn't pushing any rules to the limits or playing tricks or anything. She's been kind of by the book mostly, so she had no idea why her presence was required this time.” Guess I will go quickly meet with him first then...” She informed her partner that she was going to be a little late cause she had to meet the chief and quickly parked on the usual spot for her patrol car and headed into the station and for the Cheif.

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Amelia Payne

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

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Amelia was so focused on the shirt she was currently checking out that she almost jumped out of her skin when Fumiko showed up out of seemingly nowhere and complimented her choice. The startled Amelia could only look in shock as more clothing were piled in her hands to go try them out. Before she even knew what's what Fumiko was asking her to try them on.” Oh... ehh... okey...” She managed to reply as Riley chimed in too, calling it cute. She could try them on, though she more or less didn't notice the fact that Fumiko seemed to be planning to drag her out tonight.

She then entered the changing room with the pile of clothing she was handed along with her shirt. As she started putting them on, she realized a few things. Sure they were well suitable with the white shirt she chose. There was a black straight skirt that was a little above her knee, there was a nice cutesy short black demin jacket to go along. The jacket barely reached just under her chest. She looked at herself it was nice, but... too eye catching. She was also showing a little bit too much of her bare legs here.

“Ahmmm...” She started to say as she walked out of the changing room and just in time to see Fumiko grope Riley before running into a changing room. Her mind went short circuit for a while, in confusion and embarrassment, staring at Riley with slightly flushed face.” You look … ahmmm... beautiful like that.” She managed to bring herself say. Complimenting other people was taking a lot of confidence in yourself too it seemed. She just found it very embarrassing since she wasn't really confident in herself. How were other people complimenting with straight face as if it was nothing!? And then Fumiko showed up soon after too. Also looking really nice.” You... look great!” Amelia managed to say and then looked at herself, remembering her get up.” I'm going to go change back in what I wore... this probably doesn't suit me... yeah... change back....!” She stuttered, blushing up and running off to the changing room again.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location:Main Deck( Stairs to Second Deck)-> Main Deck(Open Air Lounge)
Skills: Great Observation, Painting(Mainly sketching)

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Studying the dark surroundings of the ship she was on, Mosi couldn't help, but sigh at the lack of interesting happenings. It was a very calm and quiet, covered by the darkness she didn't find anything interesting. She hoped at maybe seeing the occasional... well she herself wasn't quite sure what she was hoping to see. A building or maybe an occasional traveler following the riverbank? Well anything really, not just boring dark shores.

Still as she moved to the open air lounge, she pulled her sketchbook from her pocket along with a pencil, quickly getting to drawing. Despite the mundane feel of the surroundings around the ship, she did find them oddly inspiring right now. A silent night, when you didn't count the people's buzzing of course, the sky, the moon, the sound of water, it all gathered into a nice relaxing picture in her head. Thus she quickly got to work sketching it out, the night's scenery as seen from the railings of the ship.

Mosi was rather pleased by the image in her head and how it was turning out after a little bit of baselines being drawn. It was going to be a nice memory once completed and who knows, maybe one day she'd write a book about her journey around the world, but that was a mere mayfly of a thought that quickly vanished, replaced by focus on the sketching.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Music Room
Skills: Perception
Hit Points: 6
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Prima rave's interest with the piano seemed to have made Plum leave the area of the musical instrument. She couldn't help, but admit his poetry skills from the way he spoke. A question she wondered was why he was only speaking in such a poetic manner? It probably took a time and effort to construct your phrases to be suitable. Why was he doing it though? Was he simply doing it to stay in an act of some kind to fool the rest? She didn't have an answer as she returned her attention to the piano. Currently only Plum and Mauve were in the room... correction 4 people she didn't know also entered. They weren't among the people that had arrived with them though. Maybe those were the ones arriving from just earlier when the bells rang?

“Hello...” She greeted as the men entered the room. She was just about to try to play some kind of tune on the piano, but stopped with the arrival of the new guests. Rave slowly pulled her hands away from the piano as her eyes right away locked onto them, studying them.

Frankly she was just confused about the men. From what she could see nothing stood out from them aside the fact their clothing appeared of fine make and had good stitching. Granted that itself could indicate they were of rather good social standing, but one could never be too sure. Especially in situation like this one... Another mystery for her to be wary of.

🦄 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), Krasnoye, Perception

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Well stuff happened really fast and left Constantin in pure confusion as Vlad face planted right into the mast of the ship with a great force! The battle between a proud Russian and the mast was fierce, but lasted a mere moment, before the Bazhooli was out bazhoolied by the mast and fell on his bum with a broken nose. The mast unsurprisingly won this battle. This all happened as Constantin was about to study the horizons about other stuff since he got lucky once.” Quite so...” He replied to Vlad's statement on the ship and their opinion of it.

The Bazhooli's condition was his priority though and he had to help him deal with the broken nose. Then just as he hurried to turn and get to the Bazhooli, he turned and faceplanted right into the mast as well.” Damned boats...!” He cursed aloud as the impact made him rebound backwards, blood streaming down his nose as well now.” Проклето нещо, искам да те накълцам на парчета и превърна във въглени...“ He swore in his native language and threw a furious glare at the mast who had just won one over him as well. This thing was evil! Had to be!

This damned impact put a huge wrench into his plans to study the horizon more and help the Bazhooli. Now he probably should be healing himself. Been a while since he broke anything really. He felt still slightly out of it because of the impact and rubbed his eyes, before wiping some blood from his face.

Translations

Проклето нещо, искам да те накълцам на парчета и превърна във въглени... = Damned thing, I want to chop you to pieces and turn you into embers