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A very heavy handed BUMP to wake me from my stupor

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Jail(AA)->Mechanics (K) -> Mess Hall (C) Skills: N/A

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Journey via golf car from the jail to Mechanics was actually kinda serene. If she was captain obvious, legendary superhero of great renown, she might have commented how calm the streets were, but honestly it was a given at that point and she didn’t want Captn Obvious jokes. Still she couldn’t help, but think about the fact. For all the horrors of this current world they lived in, for all the changes, the dangers, the death and the pain, some things weren’t horrible when the danger and death were taken out of the picture. Such was the case with this camp, as she watched the car move on and the kids playing in the background. So calm this was, relaxing, maybe ALMOST enough to forget the walkers that could be clawing at their ankles at one single wrong move.

Still if she had to comment about camp life after a single day, she’d say it nice. In a way she just recalled a rather curious and scary thought as they were arriving at their driving destination. Amelia tried to recall life before the apocalypse and for a good long moment drew blank. This single fact shocked her in both positive and scary ways. Sure she could vaguely recall, but memories were growing fainter, replaced with the new reality and experiences. For a brief moment, while watching kids play in the street, she caught a glimpse of her doing something similar as a child, but it was blurry. And then there was the most scary thing of all… she was starting to forget faces from before the end. Friends and family… she recalled them, but now that her mind wandered to that topic, she could no longer picture them completely in her head. This caused her to shudder as the golf cart came to a halt.

The generally good mood of today frosted over for a bit as she initially lost track of what was being said before finally snapping out of her thoughts.” Ohh… yeah fish. Well fish is abundant.” Amelia replied to Ash, making a logical leap he was talking about fish for dinner. She shook her head silently to shake off the depressing thoughts. It was probably better this way after all. Memories caused pain, there was no need for that to linger on. Better find a new life in this new scary world, though she certainly wished for a loving hug right about now.

Inside the Mess Hall it was about as hectic as it was at noon if not more. Honestly it was a bit overwhelming for a moment as she couldn’t spot out people out from the crowd from the get go, but as she lined up on the line for getting food and started looking around she started to locate some familiar faces across the hall. She immediately refocused on searching for her lover in the crowds around. If not she needed to decide where to set her table and while she was on the table thought, she looked at what was for deserts, to confirm there was enough to safe a portion for Nikki. By the looks of it it was oranges, well fruit was good! She wondered if they would allow her to grab two, one for herself and one for Nikki. She was going to ask when it was her turn to grab her food!

Then suddenly she heard something that caught her attention as her head snapped in the direction of minotaur bards being mentioned! Her little Nerd heart jumped in joy of something familar she enjoyed after all those years - D&D!

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Lisa Mason Location: Mess Hall Skills: N/a

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“Figured you’d like that one. Had it stuck in my head for a lil while now. Not sure by getting a planter on my head might have helped to come up with it.” She grinned, seeing the expression that DoLittle had at her pun. Yes Lisa wasn’t a what was the word again… ehh punster? Works. She wasn’t a punster really, but even she could appreciate a good pun now and then, and she herself felt this one. Maybe an inspiration fairy had visited her while she had a planter on her head, tricksy bastards those were.

She had to stifle a laugh when Manny himself made a nuclear comparison about Nikki’s energy level and she was forced to suffer in her attempts to not correct him in the proper use of her pun that was so obviously in need of using in his statement just now. Her sides kinda hurt from holding it in, but after a bit she calmed down and resumed consuming her food with extreme prejudice, as one really should!” I agree, Thana’s been a very good influence on her. At this rate she’d be mini Thana in a manner of month or two, which I completely approve of. Good role models and all that.”

“The fuck hunt?” Lisa asked in a completely straight serious manner, eyeing her conversation partner as if she had asked about what color the sky was.” Nothing special, we were just discussing the potential prey… and possibilities and stuff. Very serious business, fucks are serious danger!” She shrugged.” I ended up withdrawing from it though, decided to just rest properly last night. Turned out after what happened today, I made a good choice.”

“Well she got him in the ‘hunt’, but I’m not going to say they hooked up unless Nikki declares it or something. I think she was looking for an enjoyable night, not the heavy commitment stuff.” Lisa replied, thinking about it and looked at Manny who mentioned Doggo boy.” Sorry, Manny, but ‘it didn’t work out’ is an understatement after last night. Her pretty much shot himself in the foot a bunch of times in his attempts to do the whole ‘social’ thing and talk to Nikki. Him being drunk didn’t help I suppose. Not sure if they will make up after that, but given we’ve got his dog, they will probably have to talk if he survives tomorrow.” Lisa sighed and as she looked at the line she spotted someone very easy to distinguish in the crowds. It was Amelia! Lisa started waving at her, to grab her attention. Since Amelia was here, they could expect Nikki to appear eventually.

Final Fantasy 7 Redone

Naisha Alexandros

All things considered, Naisha was targeting the other woman way much more than the SOLDIER guy. Soldier guy was giving her some really foolish vibes and all things considered she wouldn’t really stand a chance with him, this ‘Naomi’ however, now that was another story. She was pretty darn certain she might be able to drag her down with her with some luck… and suicide tactics. Not that she wanted to die quite yet, she had yet to kill a major target which was basically everybody on top of Shinra. One day… one day… she just had to stand it until then, just a single opportunity would be all it takes.

She snapped out of her thoughts and music blasting in her ears as she spotted the woman vaguely move her hand, Naisha’s naturally caught it with the drone that was pointed at the target. The way her hand moved away, made Naisheyeroll before continuing her way. Just like this! If she ignored them now, they will leave her alone and all would be good with the world! But nope, blasted Shinra Agent Woman that Naisha would probably be able to call a few more adjectives on top of all else, started being loud to get her attention with questions.

Naisha gave her the evil eye, the one that screamed ‘why are you still bothering me?!’. Didn’t seem to help, talk about dedication to duty. If this woman was an agent, now she’d be a nightmare to get rid of given what just transpired. Why did this had to happen to her? The poor frail woman was sad, she just wanted some free parts to fix some stuff, get some money to buy other stuff and repeat, but no, she had to get involved in a stupid event caused by fucking Shinra.

With a heavy sigh, she reached with her hands, slowly putting down her headphones, to hear the woman as she was already making eye contact on her eyelevel. Please somebody was clearly trying to force this conversation into being and it was so obvious.” Alright, if I answer that question of yours, would you leave me alone? Actually why am I asking… if you would have, you would have done so already. Unless you are the most socially unaware person out there.” She grumbled as she rubbed her temples. Usually just putting on headphones killed conversations! Naisha wanted to cry or rather punch the woman. Sadly she very well knew that punching would likely hurt her wrist, maybe even fracture or crack her bones. She was just that frail, and she wasn’t in the best condition lately anyways. “ Nai… that is my name.” She replied annoyed. It wasn’t her full name, she just gave her nickname, no way in hell was she giving her full name here, especially to a Shinra Evil Perverted(not really) Agent!

Suddenly an exclamation and curses from the soldier guy, pulled her attention as she looked at him. Welp somebody delivered bad news to him. At least by the sound of it, he was leaving now, goodie, one less hindrance to worry about, though admittedly he wasn’t the worst shinra person she had met… alright! At least he helped deal with evil mech, granted it was his company’s evil mech, but ehh, better than nothing. She eyerolled at his comment and made sure to be visible eyeroll. She wasn’t the one bringing a sword to a giant mech fight.” I wonder what the chance for another rampaging shinra prototype to be the reason for his anger just now...” Naisha grumbled, surely even Shinra wouldn’t be as stupid to actually lose a number of mechs.” Nah… can’t be.” She reassured herself, pulling her hotdog and taking a bit of it, before returning her eyes to the other woman with her and her mood soured even more.

“Alright, so you got my name now what do you want?” She asked without picking her words. Naisha was not one to play with words, she could lie, yes, but she didn’t like to. Getting in her good graces was very hard to do and this woman certainly was not on her holiday gift card list. She then looked at Naomi and decided to ask a fun question.” What’s a consultant doing in Shinra anyways? You doing the same thing as the mayor, sitting in an office looking busy?” She asked, wondering what lie would be returned. As far as she was aware the mayor was just a figure to be there. Didn’t matter to her any, but the more this woman lied to her now, the more she could rub those lies in her face later. Ohh yes, that would be good. Still she bit another bite from the hotdog. She had to eat, even as little as she usually did.

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

With the room was filled with the whirl of machinery as a single figure moved left and right across a big table. Arms holding outlandish tools were moving both at the same time as limbs of metal attached the the figure's back moved on their own, each holding their own unique implement of creation. The light was focused on the table as the hooded figure continued it's wild dance, shower of sparks covering the rest of the room as a loud synthetic noise filled the room, deafening even the sound of machinery.

The figure was rather lithe looked objectively, clearly a female as she continud to act in her own unique manner, as all of her limbs moved and performed their different tasks. The synthetic noise gradually shifted, progressively resembling human speech until it turned into a maniacal laughter as suddenly all of the limbs stopped moving." IT HAS BEEN COMPLETED!" A loud most proud voice proclaimed as the woman took her new creation, leaving all the tools on the table next to it. In the next moment she raised it high in a showing stance. A silvery metal box shaped object with two openings on the top and a small lever on the side stood in her arms as a head flew over and made a shutter sound as a picture was taken with her proud new creation.

Medaira grinned, looking at her flying servo skull that was more of a servohead honestly since it was practically a copy of her own head, down to the graying hair and color of her eyes. She was proud of that one. Walking over to a power socket on the wall she powered it and taking her test samples from the nearby table, she placed the two pastrie slices into the metal object. After what appeared to be half a minute two most perfectly burned to charcoal slices of bread flew off the metal object 2 feet into the air before falling back down." HHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEE~" Medaira started laughing. IT WAS PERFECT!!!! Now she just needed to replace the one in the mess hall." Hehhee.."

Her joyous laughter was suddenly rendered completely silent by the comms blaring to life with a rather unfortunate message." ... well... bentcogwheels..." She cursed, eyerolling. Of course it had to happen when she had perfected the toast coaler mark IV. The tech priestess switched to loud binary at her irritation, placing the 'toaster' very carefully on the table before walking over to the massive mechanical...thing at one corner of the room. From it she pulled her usual gear as it directly switched the attachements to her mechadendrites. Then with a massive power axe she used, she left her room as the usual bulkhead was clearly replaced with way more advanced alternative that required a eye scan of some kind and also had 3 different door layers.

Walking away with the power axe almost as a staff, her steps made metal clanking sounds, many made her way as she walked by for reason of their own, maybe it was the fact she was a Mechanicus Magos or maybe it was the fact they just didn't want to mess with the scary ultra heavy girl with all the metal bits that could probably punch them through the wall with her metal arms. Only they could answer that question, she didn't really care.

"Greetings, I answering the call, Celestian~" Medaira greeted with happy chirpy almost childish voice when she arrived at hanger bay Four-Two-Seven-Three-Three in full gear as her servo head flew by her and making a round of the place with some speed, making the hair it had flutter behind it as it moved. Looked straight out of an old holo movie or something about ghostly heads." I will fulfill my duties to the Omnisiah."

She then looked at Adrianne and Stukov. She tilted head head as she looked at them, eyes looking innocently from underneath the hood." Prank Victim 1 and Prank Victim 2, I am glad to meet you two, hope you've had advantageous statistical probabilities so far." She smiled to them sweetly." Would you require emergency modifications~ I've acquired brand new... ideas that would be of use~."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Jail(AA) Skills: N/A

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Seeing Ash here, made Amelia smile as she gave him a small wave of greeting. She also greeted Ted before returning to Ash.” Hey. It’s fine, I like it here.” Having a truly trusted person around certain made her mood soar even more. The news of the Hunter fellow fucking up badly was rather weird. Sure she didn’t like the dog, but she never really wanted him to just be court martialed by the sound of it! It was such a scary sounding thing! Would they give him the firing line!? Walk the plank off the settlement walls into a sea of walkers underneath!? Alright, Amelia calmed her rampaging horrifying thoughts probably fueled by some parania aside and nodded at Nikki.” Just keep the dog away if you ever have her out… I REALLY don't like dogs...” She pleaded with quiet voice and begging eyes.

“Mmm, ohh alright. Thank you, Nikki. I will save you some desert if I can.” Amelia said to the girl who suggested her an easier way out of the area and back to the more main part of the camp. She also turned to Ted.” Thank you too, Ted.” She told with a shy quiet voice as she skipped over to the back of the camp internal transport vehicle… One of the legendary golf carts! Truly the greatest invention of all time if you didn’t count Math… and books. Also baseball, whomever invented the bats was a saint.

She got on board quickly, not wanting to waste their time anymore further.” I’m ready and secure.” She smiled, making herself comfortable as she could and secure as she could. Being secure was even more important than being comfortable, given her past experiences with vehicles weren’t always the best ones and she tended to remember the bad ones.

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Lisa Mason Location: Mess Hall Skills: N/a

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“Heh, can’t argue with that, that’s for certain.” Lisa chuckled in amusement.” Well she’s a hyper energetic young woman, what else can we expect? I guess we should be grateful that there isn’t much sugar these days, imagine Nikki on a sugar rush. Now THAT would be glorious sight to behold, though not sure the camp would survive it.” She mentioned, finding fun in even imagining Nikki as even more so of an energetic daredevil. Would be quite the experience for sure." Nikki on a sugar rush, hehe, we could hook some dynamos on her and produce some NIkkilear energy." She stated with a wide, wide grin.

While on the topic of laid back people, she spotted someone who wasn’t all that laid back, but was a good person still. It was Thana who had just arrived and was on the waiting line. She waved a distant greeting to her as she returned to her food. She was actually planning to finish her meal fast and go grab a shower, after the dirt one, she really needed a regular one.

“Well I wouldn’t call myself a dog person per say, but I do prefer big dogs to small ones. The big ones tend to be more pleasant company and well, are useful, man’s best friend and all that.” She shrugged. Dogs weren’t her most favorite thing in the world, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t have preferrences right? She laughed when Manny questioned the descriptions of Nikki.” Well I’m calling her bundle of energy for a reason. She’s a good girl though and probably the best roomie I could have asked for, like seriously."

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

Medaira

Name: Medaira

Age: -11110- *binary screech* -29-

Sex: Female

Appearance:

My Hider

Position within The Imperium of Man:Tech-Priestess : Magos Errant

Armor: Sanctified Customized Mechanicus Power Armor

Weapons: Omnissian Power Axe, Hecate Pattern Chainsword,Hesh Pattern M38 Mark II Boltgun

Equipment:
-Mechadendrites: Usually the pseudo arm-esque variety, allowing for more workhands or... weaponhands.
-Servoskull(Customized to appear like real human head very similar to her own visage): Has a modified sonic weapon type that let's out
a horrifying banshee like wail. Not much on the lethal factor, but really darn disorienting and unsettling.
-Grenades: Good old Frags
-Wires(lots of wires): Can never have enough
-wireless sound emitters: To Listen to music or to create ambushes via sound baits.
-Music and Sound Data device: A variety of music and ambience noises.

Personality: A Magos Errant by title, Medaira's a wandering tech-priestess usually on vessels of dubious directions and visiting many a great unknowns in search of shiny tech to send back home. That is Medaira's only official task she ever had... Now as for what Medaira really is like, she's an energetic, friendly, sly and mischievious bundle of fun. Rather friendly by nature, especially weird for a Tech-priestess, Medaira likes to hang around other people. She's always one for a good fun time, no matter what form this fun time takes. Be it just a regular party with music and booze, a jolly good fight or the coveted and most sought after pranks. To her greatest regret, pranks are not something she can freely indulge into, but that doesn't stop her from sneaking in one here and there whenever the chance presents itself. Admittedly even the most black hearted imperials would agree that a great prank pulled on heretics or xenos is always a good thing though, so she had long since figured out that weaponizing pranks is a good tactic to use on enemies, so she rediscovered the art of making traps. Not as good as pranking friends, but beggers can't be choosers.

Characters Theme Song:

My Hider

Characters Voice: (Optional)

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@Andromedai Edits made.

My Hider

Name: Medaira

Age: -11110- *binary screech* -29-

Sex: Female

Appearance:

My Hider

Position within The Imperium of Man:Tech-Priestess : Magos Errant

Armor: Sanctified Customized Mechanicus Power Armor

Weapons: Omnissian Power Axe, Hecate Pattern Chainsword,Hesh Pattern M38 Mark II Boltgun

Equipment:
-Mechadendrites: Usually the pseudo arm-esque variety, allowing for more workhands or... weaponhands.
-Servoskull(Customized to appear like real human head very similar to her own visage): Has a modified sonic weapon type that let's out
a horrifying banshee like wail. Not much on the lethal factor, but really darn disorienting and unsettling.
-Grenades: Good old Frags
-Wires(lots of wires): Can never have enough
-wireless sound emitters: To Listen to music or to create ambushes via sound baits.
-Music and Sound Data device: A variety of music and ambience noises.

Personality: A Magos Errant by title, Medaira's a wandering tech-priestess usually on vessels of dubious directions and visiting many a great unknowns in search of shiny tech to send back home. That is Medaira's only official task she ever had... Now as for what Medaira really is like, she's an energetic, friendly, sly and mischievious bundle of fun. Rather friendly by nature, especially weird for a Tech-priestess, Medaira likes to hang around other people. She's always one for a good fun time, no matter what form this fun time takes. Be it just a regular party with music and booze, a jolly good fight or the coveted and most sought after pranks. To her greatest regret, pranks are not something she can freely indulge into, but that doesn't stop her from sneaking in one here and there whenever the chance presents itself. Admittedly even the most black hearted imperials would agree that a great prank pulled on heretics or xenos is always a good thing though, so she had long since figured out that weaponizing pranks is a good tactic to use on enemies, so she rediscovered the art of making traps. Not as good as pranking friends, but beggers can't be choosers.

Characters Theme Song:

My Hider

Characters Voice: (Optional)

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

My Hider

Name: Medaira
Age: -11110- *binary screech* -29-
Sex: Female
Appearance:

My Hider

Position within The Imperium of Man:Tech-Priestess : Magos Errant
Armor: Sanctified Customized Mechanicus Power Armor
Weapons: Omnissian Power Axe, Hecate Pattern Chainsword,Hesh Pattern M38 Mark II Boltgun
Equipment: Mechadendrites, Servitors customized to look exactly like her(aptly named Medaira 01, 02 and so on), Grenades, Wires(lots of wires), wireless sound emitters, Music and Sound Data device
Personality: A Magos Errant by title, Medaira's a wandering tech-priestess usually on vessels of dubious directions and visiting many a great unknowns in search of shiny tech to send back home. That is Medaira's only official task she ever had... Now as for what Medaira really is like, she's a bundle of nightmare for any figure of authority that is not another technomagos and even they might not get untouched. Energetic, friendly, sly and mischievious, she's a prankster on the wild with access to advanced tech, remote controlled body doubles. She will befriend you and play harmless pranks, she will be angry at you and play more pranks, if you anger her more you end up humiliated with pranks. Loves to make Oil Margaritas and actually cook food for some unexplained reason. Presumably so she can make the cake taste like onions while still smelling and looking like cake. Does respect weapon ownership though.
Characters Theme Song:

My Hider

Characters Voice: (Optional)

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

will get my cs done today.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Distillation (L) - > Jail(AA) Skills: N/A

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“Alright, thank you.” Amelia replied when she was told that she shouldn’t be worried about being later today. Hell there was a valid point made that apparently today was just that hectic of a day to begin with anyhow. She had to agree that with the graveyard visit she did miss a lot of work time that could have been used to start delivering those carts earlier, but hell for tomorrow she’d at least remember the destinations better and how to get there, so they’d be able to make better time then! She smiled when the green light was given that they were good to go.” See you later, Cheers. Have a good evening.” Amelia said with a smile, taking the signed document.

Now that the job was out of the way, her mind snapped to Nikki saying the forbidden word. Even just mentioning it, caused Amelia to wince in discomfort.” What’s this being mentioned about the slammer and a dog anyways? Something happened while we were out? Why a... Dog” She asked, really now concerned why Nikki had a dog to talk about with Lisa. Just mentioning the canine kind caused her to feel uncomfortable dammit. In any case she hurried to follow after the girl heading for their final destination. Now that she thought about it, considering the jail a final destination was kinda weird.

“So this is the place.” She mumbled when they arrived outside the building that served as the jail of this place. It was ordinary yet it was the place most further out from the places they had to visit today to deliver these carts, given the amount they had to go round about to reach her, she supposed it made sense in a way. It was a jail after all, didn’t want it to have easy access to the rest of the camp. There was a man smoking outside in a golf cart, a man apparently named Ted. Weirdly normal name actually. Unless it wasn’t and that was a nickname or an alias.” Hello.” She greeted the man with a polite smile and quiet voice.

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Lisa Mason Location: Mess Hall Skills: N/a

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Lisa let the doctors have their proper doctory dentist talk for a little while and in the meantime she mused on stuff. Namely doggo they got. What she heard on the topic of how they got a doggo, made her raise an eyebrow though.” Just wow…” She sighed, at this point you couldn’t even feel sorry for dog boy. He literally dug himself a a massive fuck off pit, lined it with spikes and then climbed up to the top before tossing himself head first back inside. She’d understand minor transgressions too, but that was just wow.

“Well what can we do.” She sighed and shrugged.” Yeah, haven’t heard from her today, but then again I was pretty busy myself as well, so it’s understandable. In any case, we can only hope it doesn’t end up in something that breaks the mood overall, but on the plus side our room got a doggo companion. As long as it’s not a badly behaving dog, I’m fine with it, best part Nikki’s the bundle of energy personified, so she can deal with the needs of a dog, namely walkies.” She chuckled in amused manner. She certainly could look after the thing, she had the work ethic to do so, but since this appeared to be perfectly up Nikki's alley, she'd leave it to the girl to deal with. Though Lisa was going to provide help whenever needed. Even a bundle of energy like Nikki would need rest once in a while after all.

The commotion in the Mess Hall wasn’t too different than usual with people chatting about and tableware clanking sounds, but she caught sight of General in the waiting line. She smiled in their direction, but there wasn’t really a point in calling out from this distance in a rather filled Mess Hall with all the noise. She did gave a smile in their direction. She’d go greet the old General proper once she finishes her food.

“As long as she’s a good girl we won’t have a problem. Dogs MUST be big, why would I want a lil mouse of a canine? Big dogs are better and more cuddlier. Once her fur grows back properly, she'd be so soft to the touch and huggable.” Lisa stated with a shrug, not understanding the value of smaller dogs. A dog was a faithful companion and a loyal guardian, granted it’s owner was locked up tight, so she wondered how that would go in the long run.