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Torchlight

And posted. Was going to last night but sort of procrastinated then a lil bit too much. Sorry about that.

Torchlight

Alliana was quite silent as they were traveling. She kept her eyes closed for the most part, leaving other senses to do the observation of the surroindings rather than her eyes. Everything minute from the sense of smell that changed or the tiny sounds that were slowly drifting in the air. It was all changing. There was another rason why she did it too of course... the sun. While she could stand the sun well enough, it didn't mean she was completely safe from it's curse. It was damn right unpleasant most of the time, bright lights were searing for her eyes, but she stood them when she had to. After all the best time to hunt vampires was during the day. Granted she could hunt them well enough at night too.

She finally opened her eyes after they had entered the decaying old woods and neared the town of Ash... if it could be called that. Her eyes locked on the view outside right away, weirdly feeling at home at these cursed looking woods. She could feel by the rocking sensation of the damned carriage that the road was really not up to par from civilized lands. She narrowed her eyes and looked around at the other passengers in teh cart, before taking a slight breath.

" Guess we are about to arrive soon..." She spoke with amused voice her face revealing a naturally seductive grin. She wasn't even trying to be alluring, but with a pretty face as hers even that sly smile was seductive." Anyone of you ever fought a creature of the night and evil before?" She asked, wondering how many of them had actually ventured into the lairs of horrors.

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

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Heroes of Olympus: the Next Age of Heroes

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Alana Colt

Location: Camp Half-Blood, Mess Hall

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Alana gave Brynn a vague smile as the woman replied to her. She herself wasn't really the most emotionally expressive person, so small smiles and friendly expressions was more or less what you could get out of her most of the time. One of the very few exceptions to the rule was Zoey. The two of them seemed to be in a rather decent mood and with the Mess Hall cleaning up, it was a good time. Alana sighed in a brief relief, luckily for her she wasn't sure during the rush hour of the morning breakfast. Well she preferred cooking for lunch better anyways. And she still waited for bloody permission to cook dog meat dishes dammit. Apparently the other peopl held no appreciation for her canine menu she proposed. Very bad... that's what dogs were good for anyways... meat and making nice leather or fur.

“Ehh... more or less the usual... while breakfast is important meal, it's usually the most simple one.” Alana mumbled about the breakfast thing.” Zoey, your nose should be pretty spot on for the most part.” She said with a smile, giving the air a sniff too. That said, there was a tinge of disapproval from her voice. On her opinion, they should have went for more lighter breakfast today and probably more fruit.

“Thank you.” She said as the door was open for them and she entered.” Yeah I remember that chore... CTF, couldn't they've figured out something more... I don't know innovative? On the talk of the CTF, hopefully for lunch they realize that the meals shouldn't be too heavy in order to lessen the physical burden for the game later... Too full of a stomach is bad for the body and will quite literally lead to bad physical performance for a good while. So don't eat too heavily later." Alana shrugged.” Besides I wonder how few will be using guns again...” She shook her head, it wasn't a bad thing. Who would have thought that BULLETS TRAVEL FAST? She seriously doubted the sanity of a lot of people here. They had to get in touch with the modern world otherwise they were quite literally doomed. While not superiors in everything to melee combat, guns held a lot of advantages that people here mostly ignored.” Know what, I will kneecap him to make it easier to be tackled.” Alana suddenly chimed in when her friend said she was tackling Ry. She vaguely noticed a wild Ezekiel in the distance. Then he quickly crossed the distance and appeared by them. Welp...

Then it wasn't until the guy pointed it out that Alana realized Brynn had changed her hair color. Well that was fine... Alana really didn't care much about it.

Torchlight

postin tomorrow

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

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

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Claire was rather suspicious as she entered the office of the captain. Being called like this was weird and she wasn't sure what to expect. The initial thoughts of possible administrative punishment or IA action quickly gave way to the fact she hadn't done anything bad really. Her captain's voice also didn't suggest something bad so she just complied and entered the office with a smile noticing another person there. She rose an eyebrow as she was handed over a case. Wait she was being assigned to tail a detective? This was damn weird actually... While she was happy for the chance, she wasn't sure of the intentions behind this. She gave her boss a look, trying to read anything from him and then glanced at the detective she was to shadow. He had nodded to her so she nodded to him also.

On that topic, she managed to reach and read some of her boss's thoughts. He appeared to be genuinly thinking this was a good chance for her and that she was going to turn into a good detective one day. She wasn't sure why this was happening and this didn't completely answer that question. Well as the old saying went, she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. She smiled and took her folder." Thank you, Captain. I will go pick up my partner and settle in for the end of my shift. Thank you again, for the chance." She replied and quickly exited his office, heading for the detecive's desk." I'm looking forward to working with you, Detective." She said with a smile." I'm guessing tomorrow instead for patrol, I directly report to you?" She asked.

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Amelia Payne

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

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Amelia was flustered up as she quickly changed back into her clothing. Now that Riley had said that she had to take it, Amelia kind of didn't feel like she got a choice in the matter. Fumiko had expressed the desire for her to get them as well. This was just uncomfortable for her, but at the same time she wanted to please her friends even a little. Moving back into her previous clothing finally she took a deep breath and folded the new clothing pieces. She swore to herself that she was going to figure out a way to repay them at a later day somehow. Maybe in the future she was going to be the one to buy them something... but she had to find a new job. Alright she steeled herself to begin job hunting from tomorrow onward. It was a good thing to change her job anyways if there was someone hunting people like them with Riley, going to and back from work in the dead of night or early dawn, wasn't always the best idea.

"Alright... I will... take these..." She mumbled as she pulled out of the changing room and looked at her friends." I cannot afford them aside the shirt though..." Amelia said quietly filled with embarrassment over how she had to get other people buy her clothing." I will... return the money as soon as I get my paycheck... or 2 if I cannot afford them with one..." She forced herself to say and didn't dare looking Riley or Fumiko in the face.

"Some food might be good." She said with a quiet sigh at her own worthlessness. What was she even doing with Fumiko and Riley really? She was just some random girl that was almost completely broke. She had taken a year off college because she had to save up money for the tuition, but she was nowhere with that. In fact if she hadn't moved in with Riley who pratically didn't take her any rent, Amelia felt that she was going to eb on the street in couple of weeks unless she took another job. Now that she lived with Riley her finaces burden had lessened, but that just didn't make her feel good about it. It was nice living with her new friend, but she felt like a bad person living off her friend. Fumiko and Riley lived in a world of stars, where she was an ordinary person, but she still wanted to be friends.

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

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Main Deck(Open Air Lounge)
Skills: Great Observation, Painting(Mainly sketching)

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Priscilla quickly found herself a nice seat to take in the Lounge and started drawing. At first she was just drawing a few random lines, searching for the inspiration, but then it was as if a switch was turned inside her head. Flashes of the view and the possible angles, the lights and shades of the image that was before her eyes all mixed together to form something truly spectacular inside her head.

It was at that very moment that her entire focus was drawn into the thing she was drawing. There were no other passengers, there were no other things to pull her attention away. She was seeing and paying attention to nothing else but her pencil and the paper she was drawing upon. All her attention gathered into each stroke of the pencil as she was performing the act of creating something spectacular of her very own. A small masterpiece she could show as her own accomplishment.

Despite the fact she only had a pencil to work on, it also provided benefits beside the negatives. The sharpness and the contrast between the places of dark shadow and light were way more focused on. The reflections of the light upon the dark water in the very night. The outlines off the shore and everything around it. It was all forming together and she loved every moment of drawing it!

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Music Room
Skills: Perception
Hit Points: 6
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The appearance of the men arriving in the music room was rather sudden, but one of them gave a proper greeting as the rest tipped their hats and eventually just moved away, talking in between themselves about something. She had at first surmised they might stay in the music room for a little bit, but since they had other plans of actions, she let out a sigh of relief as she looked around. They didn't cause them any troubles even if it was only for now. She was still concerned about her well-being.

Suddenly she was startled as some kind of commotion started from the direction she least expected! Mauve seemingly snapped for some reason! She was reaching for the bird that Plum had. She had, but a moment to study the woman. This sudden display of malicious intent and anger was surprising to say the least and Prima Rave for the best of her couldn't see why the woman flipped out. She didn't appear hurt or anything that might be fault of the little black bird! This was simply madness! There was no apparent reason for this way of acting from Madam Mauve!

Torchlight

still around and kicking.

🦄 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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Still gathering his mind after an impact like that, Constantin blinked a few times as his ever so loud and grandiose leader had a speech. Vlad's speeches were nice and Constantin especially liked the initial part where he swore revenge on the evil blood hungry mast. At least he wasn't appearing as if suffering from any shame of having lost to it. The fire walker himself felt a little stupid for having fallen into such a simple defeat like that.

“Thank you, Bazhooli. Let me help too.” He finally said as Vlad moved in to apply some help with his nose by the use of Krasnoye. It wasn't too effective, but it did help with the help somewhat. That was a big plus as Constantin wiped some more blood from under his nose. Couldn't quite remember when he had his nose bleeding last. Still as the skill was applied to him, Constantin slightly invigorated by the lessening pain, reached to apply now Krasnoye on Vlad himself. He felt like the effect was rather powerful this time around. He could roughly guess that Vlad's nose should be properly healed by the looks of it.

“Damn... he voke up... I vish he slept for some more time.” The firewalker suddenly groaned when he heard the voice of a certain German fellow. Why did Ludwig have to wake up right now? Constantin really briefly pondered throwing him at the mast too, but the mast thing wasn't the German's doing so... then again he had other stuff to be responsible about. The revenge was not being forgotten quiet yet. Still Constantin picked a rather curious thing in the works of the German. Something about La Canella which he vaguely recalled the Ludwig mentioned earlier too. Constantin quickly cast glances at the captain and the rest of the crew to see their reaction. They were confused, which made the firewalker also confused.” Those La Canela people shouldn't be a problem... I hope?” He asked aloud. Made him ponder why they appeared here out of all places in the well ocean. He didn't know exactly how big ocean was, but he knew it was big... or so he was told.

Stargate The Living Gods

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