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Stargate: The Living Gods

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Flynn Jenkins

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Location: Hyperspace

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Flynn listened carefully to the Tok'ra explanation. The more he heard, the more his expression darkened. He even cursed out as he relaxed and leaned on the wall, trying to process it." Damn...shit... That happened and we are learning just now?" This was bad, this was real bad and what's more they had left one of their own to Ba'al.

He looked at Crystal and Cassandra." Who is she? Claire Rosefort was the team leader of SG-17 before the post was given to me." He explained to the two Cs." Didn't you two think it's odd that a whole SG team was replaced suddenly? Sure the news were limmited by SGC, but you probably should read the reports. SG-17 was decimated a few months back. The entire team was lost... They all fell prey to a terrorist attack while observing the transition of power in a Ba'al occupied territory. The world was relatively advanced so they had explosives. It the team leader was believed MIA, in other words killed, but unconfirmed. We even had a funeral held." He added." This is also the reason a lot of SGC codes and passwords were changed. Despite believed dead, chances couldn't be taken... Now we just learned one of our own and a team leader at that became a Goa'uld host. This is a really bad news! Even if passwords were changed, Claire Rosefort still had access to a lot of classified information! This would explain while jaffa loyal to Ba'al always seemed to be near our expedition teams. For weeks after the incident."

"Alright, alright." He said and took a deep breath." We shall scan the planet when we arrive. Once no Goa'uld forces are confirmed, we shall land. If enemies are present, I have coordinates of a few more gates we can try. Now... if you excuse me I need a nap... the pain is getting to me..." He mumbled." Wake me when we arrive. You are free to do whatever in the meantime. Use the chance to study the ship's systems or language or whatever..." He was mumbling now.

Warcraft: War of the Ancients

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Warcraft: War of the Ancients [Recruiting]

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World Narrative

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Gronar, Location: Suramar(Plaza).- The crowds were pretty much scattered at this point. They had left around the time the priestess of Elune gave the food to the orc. She waited patiently for the two prisoners to finish their meals. She felt happy that she had helped though the young man that acompanied her had narrowed his golden eyes in displeased and menacing manner.

"Nice to meet you, Gronar." The priestess greeted him and threw a look at the other prisoner, but he seemed to have fallen asleep." If I may ask, what are you, Gronar? I've never seen or heard about your kind anywhere in these lands. How did you end up here?" The priestess asked in curiosity. She had never seen anything similar to this greenskined warrior. She well realizedthe massive amount of raw strength these arms must hold. Just one hand of his was going to be enough to grab both of hers at the same time. Perhaps only the tauren would have been able to match him in raw muscle strength." Alright, Gronar." She said and actually went to buy a jug of wine.

"Tyrande! There's no need to treat such a... creature like that!" The golden eyed night elf shouted." You've already done enough!"

Just as she was about to argue back with her childhood friend, the other prisoner who was so much smaller than Gronar and even herself suddenly glashed in light and vanished, causing a massive amount of surprise and shock in the guards.

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Heda Runeclaw

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Location: Ancient Forest(???) - Cenarius Glade

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Heda's dreams were filled with the mead halls of her clan. The laughter and the merryment she had seen as a child. It was a pleasing dream, she wouldn't mind having more often. Sadly every good thing had it's end as something called out for her and with the slap on her face she woke up soon after." Do that again and I will return in kind, Fabios." She growled a reply as she moved to a sitting position. Frankly her head was pulsing, but overall she was healed." Where are we...?" She asked, holding her head as she looked around. She was surprised.

"Huh..." She let out a surprised sound as she saw the peaceful glade. She wasn't sure who it was, but this place was the domain of someone... She had seen forest guardians domains before. Though never entered one, just studied them from distance." Relax, paladin. No harm will reach us here. We are guests of a forest guardian of some kind I think. Could be a keeper or maybe dryads..." She had just started speaking when there was a sound of moving leaves as a massive shadow entered the glade. From the waist up he looked like a night elf with a mighty pair of elk horns, his lower bdy was that of a mighty elk. The very presence of this being exuded the mighty power and comfidence he had. Though despite his stern expression he also gave a calming feeling. her eyes went wide open as she fell on a single knee." Ancient one, Cenarius! I'm Heda Runeclaw, this is the paladin Fabios." She hurried to intoduce the two of them. She felt it, this immensely powerful ancient being. There was no point in angering him or lying.

"That's right, well spotted and learned. You two are my guests. I saved you from the soldiers of the night elves. The aristocrats have started to forget their place." Cenarius said intrigued by the pair." You appear to know me, but I do not know even what the two of you are, though you clearly share resemblence to each other despite the size difference. I've never seen beings like the two of you. Where have you two come from?" He asked with a small smile." No rush. You are probably hungry after your ordeals. Please eat freely." He added and gestured to the pile of fruits. Just a little few moments later a roasted deer also appeared, carried in by a pair of dryads who left in a hurry after that." Ever being has a place in the cycle of life. Do not worry and eat your fill. We have a lot to ttalk about, my Guests."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room->Former Sauna Room)
Skills: N/A

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Amelia was quiet as she was sitting there, waiting for others to either join her or get to the healthy group. Then there was someone joined next to her. It was that man that was alone with a dog... She already didn't like him already. She really didn't like dogs and people who liked and owned dogs weren't in her friends list anymore. Amelia gave him a frowny look, but didn't reply right away. Especially on what she got." Amelia..." In the end she only gave him her name. She didn't like him and certainly as hell didn't trust him. Then there was the older guy. She looked at him and gave a nod.

"Yes." Another brief reply, but she didn't know these people and there was no need to give them any info more than the bare minimum required. At least the Hadrian fellow didn't have the dog stigma in her mind, so he was a few steps above Hunter. Amelia also saw Ash who locked eyes with her and gave her a reassuring nod. She nodded in return, feeling just a tad better than before. It was nice.

What wasn't nice was when the old guy who seemed a lil cookie came over with a tv and then the nightmare started. Amelia was not entertained by watching lazy town. Not at all, she groaned a little and tried to ignore it as much as possible, focusing her attention on Riley, who arrived soon after with a yellow band of her very own. Amelia's face turned sad at this. She gave a tiny smile to her love. Since they were so close all the time it was only natural if one of them got lice the other to also catch them. Her hand quietly sought Riley's as she was trying to ignore the show on the TV. Only the Wobie, Gobie, Robie or whatever his name was guy was maybe the saving grace. Didn't mean she liked the show any still.

Eventually after a small eternity they were asked to move away to a former sauna room? She was a lil bit confused, but apparently they were to get their their parasites treated here and it was almost certain the ones with lice were going to get shaved. Just great... She was frowning as she took a seat to wait." They are going to shave our heads clean... aren't they?" She whispered.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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Location: Regalia's Ship – Lower Deck -> Main Deck -> Port Annan(Docks)
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

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Sure enough Constantin found the German still sleeping there with a cookie expression on his face. Apparently his calls had done nothing to wake up the man from his slumber. The firewalker could only wonder if Ludwig's dreams were as crazy as his... or maybe his dreams were normal instead? Ahh the random phylosophical questions about the nature of reality that one realized randomly. Was this the nature of inspiration?"Hmm...?"

Anyways nature of reality aside, the fact of a not waking Ludwig was putting him in a situation where he had to take more drastic measures. Just in time Dieter the ferret not the brother came to the rescue though. Constantin watched as the animal bit the german and then hopped onto his shoulder for safety while the violent process of waking up Ludwig happened." Nice vork, I vill find some foodstuffs for you, sir." The firewalker said and turned to the animal on his shoulder. He was liking the little guy. Then turned back to the German." Ve have arrived at Port Annan. Time to leave the deathtrap and move to Mother Earth. Come on." He informed Ludwig and headed back to the main deck.

They had arrived and he saw stuff being unloaded. Overall Constantin was a really happy camper as he was one of the first to storm out the ship in fast but careful gait as he walked down the plankes. There was a mixture of feeling in his heart as he stepped on solid ground. After a long moment he came to his knees." Sveet solid ground, Ishall never again take thee for granted!" He proclaimed happily.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: Starry Saloon -> Lunar Ballroom.
Skills: Charisma
Hit Points: 6
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Rave smiled at the woman who appeared somewhat shorter than her. When the question came, it was Moss who first replied. She threw a look at him and nodded.” There was a wounded person and we were asked to leave and not hinder the doctor and now the scream happened... maybe someone got stabbed again.” She replied with a slight concern in her voice. They were told pretty firmly to leave and not be a hindrance though, so she wasn't as worried. They had that big bear man with them, whatever happened shouldn't have been too bad...probably.

It was then that a gunshot echoed and she nearly jumped from surprise as she heard the gunshot echo out. Her head turned backwards with a shocked and nearly scared expression. What the hell was going on back there? She threw a look at the man who pointed the ballroom to them, which was already plenty obvious. He seemed to be heading to check what the heck was going on. Rave was pretty certain that gunshot at least probably weren't that common.

She looked at the others around.” We probably shouldn't go there. The people from the manor would surely gather up there and we will not be of any help by bumping around there.” She suggested to the others out of some concern regarding the situation and some instinct for self preservation. Frankly she was pleased well enough with having said her piece in this. With that out of the way she headed towards the ballroom again and walked through the doors.

She was left speechless by the place. This was the biggest place in the manor yet! The shape of the room probably made it appear even larger too. She spotted a piano though, then there were some people there too. The ones who arrived later if Rave recalled correctly the merry band of men and one woman of the group she arrived with. They didn't seem bothered by the commotion outside.

Rise of the Evos

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Claire Winters

Location: New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia@Nallore,@FantasyChic Quinn Peterson

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"Rather than a mere defense mechanism, this seems like a direct ability evolved to communicate. I wouldn't be surprise if in the future we might actually be able to establish the connections willingly with whomever we need. I mean sure the murder we saw in that dream was probably a subconcsious connection formed by the one killed and doing the killing, but all the other random ones aren't provoqued by some danger we experience. Like Olivia appeared to me back then when I was just about to get some sleep. This kind of near telepathic connection seems way too advanced... We should actually try to see if we can get a connection as we wish... that would save us a lot of time since it's so much more direct than a phone... and we can also see the locations." Claire proposed with a smile. She was actually pondering this issue so this was a good point to propose the 3 of them to research it some.

"Yeah... he was throwing ideas such as going public with this... How about not?" She asked with a shrug, but nodded." Yeah, got the dork's card so we can contact him if you two want, but frankly, I'm just looking for a chance to arrest his ass... Don't like him." Was her statement on the issue about him. She was still of the opinion that going public with this was a bad idea, especially for the ones actually experiencing all this. Imagine all the experiments that awaited them!

"Will do, starting tomorrow with the detective, so no worries, should have some more info in the next few days."

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Amelia Payne

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

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Amelia also started to eat the food fast as it was delivered now. What Fumiko and Riley spoke, Amelia frowned. She was actually with Fumiko on the idea of security, but at the same time Riley was also right. Security would attract attenrion... A lot of attention. There was also the fact that Amelia had a really good power to take out any danger, while Riley was really good at defense. She smiled and nodded." Yeah guards might be too obvious... it would directly show we have something worth paying attention to..." Amelia agreed." Maybe we can have them wander nearby, maybe parked somewhere nearby, but only arriving if we call for them?"

Amelia then listened to Riley's suggestion as of where to actually go to. She nodded and then thought about it. At a bigger place, especiallt if it was usually frequented by celebrities, there would be paparazzi and the like just waiting there waiting for the scoops to arrive... right? She wasn't quite sure here, but on TV it always appeared so.

They indeed had the time to decide on a location. They were going to have to do some internet research and find a suitable place. It would be ideal if whereever they go, it's as calm as it was here right now. People were just minding their business and eating.

🦄 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

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“Most will indeed, but that's boring.” She nodded and shrugged.” Don't take me wrong, I have plenty excitement in my life, but a few more are always welcomed.” Mosi added with a calm happy smile.” As for stuff to see, nothing really, I just heard the splash when they fell. Was just theorizing it on which will be the more interesting story really. It would make a fine novel, would it not?” Was her explanation of her statement.

Mosi saw that the woman was leaving as she was given a nod of farewell and the like.” Good evening to you too, Miss.” Mosi replied with a nod of her own as she studied the woman who was just moving away from her. There wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Still she kept her eyes trailing her as the other left away in the direction of the stairs. Finally Mosi sighed as she leaned back in the chair. Now alone once more, her mind wandered back to the feisty redhead back in Cairo.

She was going to be returning to Cairo one day after this expedition to a dig or whatever it was, was over. If she survived that is... like... there was a death at the museum, then the Neema woman was torched, now someone fell overboard. It was like accidents always happened around this group she was with now. Maybe it was just bad luck... Maybe not. It certainly was a curious mystery anyways and she wanted the answer. Her fingers rubbed her stomach through the cloth.

“It was worth coming here...” She mumbled as she stood up and headed for the stairs too. Maybe this time she was going to get that sleep.

Saga of the Fall(Banner Sage, Thea, Ash of gods inspired RP)

BUMP

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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Location:Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A

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It was show time more or less as they were being told how the procedure was going to pass. Amelia silently gulped, throwing looks around. She studied the place again, studied the people and the possibilities. There were many good points about the situation. There was solid roof, there were guards to protect from walker, these people were also helping them out so far. Then there was the point that there were books and other entertainment here. All things she hadn't had the chance to experience in a long long time. Especially the books were what gained a lot of her attention. She so badly missed the feel of reading a good book.

Suddenly her attention snapped back to the people in the room as Tati went to be the first to do the check up, followed by one of the men she didn't recognize. She gulped as eventually it came down to the next person and she decided it might as well do it now. Amelia moved over and handed the filled out form as she sat down and let them take her blood. Her eyes were focused on the needle like a hawk the entire time, but overall there weren't any issues with it. She did clench her teeth and bit a lip as the needle punctured her flesh, but didn't make too much noise.

When that was over she quietly said she wanted SB to be the one to do her check up and walked behind the screen." Let's get it over with." She was generally a shy person, but since she already bathed in plain view of others, she just clenched a fist, closed her eyes and just removed the entire robe so they can get this done and over with as soon as possible. Eventually it was done and over with as she put her robe back on.

Miss Mary looks at her and sighs. "Sorry girl, you got lice, gotta keep you separate until we get them bugs off out of your hair," she says quietly.

“Ohhh... I see.” Amelia gave a surprised look at the woman as she also suddenly looked down and gloomy. She nodded and walked from behind the screen, being given a yellow band instead of the green one. SB then told her to sit on a chair some distance away from the others. Amelia felt really uncomfortable with that revelation. Just when did that happen? Were they going to cut off all her hair now? That was the fastest way to deal with this after all... She was going to look ridiculous... Her mind was heavy with the embarrassment as she sat down on that chair in a metaphorical solitude. She just hoped that Riley wasn't in the same boat.