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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Education Center(M)(L6) Skills: N/A

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With that part of the witness duty done, she was freed to her seat, only to realize that no, she was not done quite yet. Apparently they were going to be calling them pert segment of time period. That meant she would have to go up and talk at least once more… maybe twice. Amelia was a bit saddened by that, she had hoped it would be done with one time calling, but she supposed it wasn’t meant to be. She quietly sat in her seat next to Riley and listened to the next part of the trial. Which apparently turned out to be the bus ride. A part of their journey that admittedly she didn’t have as much direct memories, mainly because she was busy overthinking and worrying about what was to happen to keep too much attention to the antics around at that time.

Then came the talk about quarantine and showers in specific and she wished to just crawl somewhere and hide when Wayne fucking started rambling a bunch of stuff. Those were not things Amelia wanted to hear, like at all. She’d must have preferred a lot of those words to have never been uttered in her presence ever. She wasn’t sure exactly the degree of offended she wanted to feel, but for the moment she just rubbed her temples, half hiding her face.

It was the greatest of moments when he was replaced with somebody else to give testimonies.’ For crying out loud… why...’ She silently groaned. At least that was over with, until she realized they’d likely call Wayne to testify a few more times also and her mood plummeted once more. Sure the guy was that crazy weird uncle type character. Very amusing and fun in moderation, but in greater doses he was plain uncomfortable for her. At least Ash’s turn was brief and to the point and then afterwards Hank was another weird one.

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Lisa Mason Location: Hospital(B)(J4) Skills: N/a

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“Well that was the time when the fantastical and magical walked among people. I don’t see why it would be such an issue.” Lisa shrugged and continued telling the story.” So once more did the prince return destitute and saddened to his palaces, his little frog welcoming him home. Wonder she did about why he was in such a state once more and so the prince retold his fathers’ new orders to his frog wife. She made a few sounds and ushered him to go to bed.’ Rabbit, rabbit, Prince Ivan, go to bed and rest. The morning is better than the evening, everything will be fine, you will see.’ She told him as he complied and went to bed early for the night. Once he was asleep, the frog shed off her skin and resumed her real form once more! Right away did Vasilisa the Wise began to work. Waved her hand once and bags of flour flew over, waved it twice and fine sieves appeared to sieve though the flour and leave only the finest. Waved a third time and the cleanest of mountain spring water appeared. With those ingredients she mixed the finest of doughs and began decorating the bread.”

“On the sides she made palaces and forests, so real as if they’d jump out of the bread. On the bottom fierce beasts and on the top clouds and birds. Then she wrapped the bread in fine cloth and let it sit while she put on her frog skin once more. In the morning the frog handed the prince the bundle of cloth and again he went to his father the king. The king was in a fine mood from the previous day and looked forward to seeing what his new daughters in law could do. First he called the eldest to present his bread. The bread was hard and charred. The king grimaced.’ This bread is not fit even for the dog to eat!’ He proclaimed calling for the servants to toss it out. Then he called the middle brother. His bread was undercooked, uneven and sticky. The king was even more furious.’ This bread could only be dared to be eaten by the most destitute and even they would struggle!’ He roared and tossed that bread out too. Finally he called for Ivan to present his bread. Once he saw it, the king’s eyes grew wide and sparkled.’ Now this is a bread to only be served on grand celebrations!’ The king proclaimed and called the royal chefs to observe and learn from the craft on it so they can try to imitate it in the future for it’s fine craftsmanship.” She pretend held something in the air and fake marveled at it.

“’So I saw how your wives can weave and cook...’ The king began, causing the older brothers to flinch.’ Now I want to see how they dance. Bring them tomorrow night for a grand feast and celebrations!’ The king ordered and the three brothers once more began to leave. As much as shamed the older brothers were for their wives’ innability to fulfill the king’s request, they realized that this time Ivan’s frog wouldn’t be able to fulfill it. After all how can a frog dance and perform courtly manners?’ How are you going to bring your wife tomorrow, younger brother? In a matchbox, to rabbit at the guests for entertainment?’ They laughed cruelly at him. Ivan being the better man, withheld his tongue and once more sullen returned home for the third time.’ Rabbit, Rabbit, Prince Ivan, what happened this time?’ The frog asked and Ivan retold her what happened and the king’s newest request.’ How can I bring you to the feast? You can neither dance. I will truly become the cause for laughter for the entire kingdom!’ The prince said with sadness and yet once more did the frog calmed him and reassured him that he shouldn’t worry. Gently she ushered him to bed once more as she took to do preparations for the grand feast on the next day.” Lisa actually liked retelling the story so far, it made her realize that maybe she should go down and also write it down afterwards. If for nothing else but so it’s not lost to time, who knows if and how many of the books she had read as a child still existed out there.

“On the next day, come evening when it was time for the guests to gather, the frog send Ivan ahead and told him.’ After a while you will hear great rumble thundering through the sky. Once you do, you have to say to the guests – Worry not, it’s just my little frog, arriving in a matchbox.’ And with that the frog sent off her husband ahead to the king’s feast.” Lisa stopped for a moment to get a moment to breathe and rest her voice. Trying to intone the different voices of characters was tiring!

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Education Center(M)(L6) Skills: N/A

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The trial continued with the witnesses being called on. Maddoc gave a rather detailed recount of the events of their meeting from what Amelia could recall. Still thinking back about it, it was rather curious how the groups met up at that area. Almost too convenient, now that she considered it, but it seemed to have indeed been coincidental as much as evidence would support otherwise. How curiously the world worked indeed, she thought.

Following Maddoc’s time in the stand, Nigel and Alexander were called forth. Two people she vaguely knew now because of the shared time in quarantine. They answered the questions posed to them and finally it was Amelia’s turn. A fact that caught her a little bit by surprise as she took a moment to breath in and out before making her way over to testify, feeling probably more stressed than she should be, but considering she didn’t like being at the center of attention and right now pretty much everybody in the hall had their eyes on her, it made sense she was nervous! She swallowed silently as she heard the questions asked of her.

“Well as it probably was clear by the earlier statements, I wasn’t present for the initial parts of the meeting between the camp crew and Hunter. By the sound of it, we arrived just after the part about having enough bullets, but I honestly was mostly confused and amazed by seeing the heli after everything that transpired. Afterwards, he seemed worried about the possibility of it being a trick and once we disarmed for transport for bad things to happen and a bit hostile about the safety of his cr… dog.” She shuddered at uttering the word. She nearly called Hunter’s dog a creature of hell. It was! Sadly that was not a widely accepted fact so she caught herself and said it as she should so everybody understands.” Afterwards he seemingly kept to himself in the bus and so did I, so no interactions further as far as I could remember about it and I was happy to keep it that way.” She finished her explanation.

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Lisa Mason Location: Hospital(B)(J4) Skills: N/a

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“Well, well aren’t you just the most curious of little things?” Lisa asked, amused at the girl’s antics.” Well, if you let me continue, you will hear the rest of the story. Now where was I at?” She asked, making a fake hard thinking face.” Ohhh yea, Ivan the king’s son found the frog in the swamp! So… Ivan was very very distraught. How could he take a frog for a wife? He would be the joke of the entire kingdom, but in the end he couldn’t cross his father’s word, so he picked up his frog, wrapped it in a silk handkerchief and went back to his father’s castle. Much he asked with hope, his father to allow him to leave the frog back in the wilds, but his father was adamant.’ It’s your luck, how can you run from your luck. You will marry to the frog.’ His father proclaimed and with sadness the prince agreed. So within the week a grand wedding was held for all three princes. The oldest to his noblewoman, the middle to the merchant’s daughter and Ivan the youngest to his frog. And grand was the wedding indeed, for a whole week the festivities continued.” Lisa spoke out, arms animated as she moved to add additional flare to her storytelling and making minor voice changes to match different characters’ speech.

“After the festivities ended, the king called back his sons on the very next day. Stern he looked, serious as his sons had ever seen him.’ My sons...’ he began with voice, brokering no objections.’ … now that you are married, it’s time to see what your wives can do. Take silks, cottons, gold and silver threads and have them craft a rug to present me tomorrow.’ Sullen did the youngest prince return to his palaces. Once home, his frog saw him so depressed and sad and greeted him.’ Rabbit, Rabbit, Prince Ivan, why are you so sullen? Did your father spoke bad words at your expanse?’ The frog asked, making the prince even more depressed.’ How can I not be sad? My father asked for you to craft him a rug with gold, silver and silks for tomorrow? My brothers’ wives have all their families and servants to help and you are a frog? What will I do tomorrow?’ He replied, crumbling onto the bed as his frog jumped over to him.’ Rabbit, rabbit, worry not, Prince Ivan. Go to sleep, the morning is wiser than the evening. You will see everything will be alright.’ And like that the frog quickly set the prince to sleep. Once Ivan was asleep, the frog jumped from the bed, tossing away it’s frog’s skin and turning back into her true form – Vasilisa the Wise, so beautiful that neither can you paint her nor can you explain it in words. ” Lisa smiled and mimicked a tossing away motion.

“Vasilisa waved her hand once and gold, silver and silk threads magicked themselves alive, starting to weave into a rug. She took a needle and started sewing too. Where she poked once, flowers bloomed. Where she poked twice, forests grew. And once the rug was complete she put back on her frog skin and waited until the morning when she handed the prince the gift for his father. Ivan’s brothers were already there with their wives presenting their rugs. They mocked him still for marrying a frog while their father evaluated the different rugs. First he looked at the oldest’s. It was ugly, uneven and rough.’ This rug can only be used to cover the horses!’ Their father stated, causing the oldest’s wife to flinch in shame. When he saw the middle one’s he was even more stern.’ This one’s only good to be used in front of the front gate to wipe your shoes!’ Finally he looked at rug Ivan’s wife made and his eyes grew wide.’ This is a rug for special occasions that I will use in my room for great holidays and celebrations! Now, that I’ve seen how your wives sew and weave, I need to see if they can cook. Have them all prepare a bread for me for tomorrow...’ And thus once more the prince sullenly returned to his palaces to be greeted by his frog.” She smiled and made frog sounds.

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

Medaira innocently tilted her head at the demoness that completely ignored her. Her eyes impassively stared at the hologram that vanished into nothingness as holograms did and her eyes narrowed for just a moment.” Eventually...” She chirped innocently and happily yet her eyes were passionate about something and maybe a few hundreds of ideas ran through her mind." I will make her 'smile'~ from ear to ear. And relieve her from that weight on her chest... Need scalpels for when we meet her again... and a surgery manual... yes...yes! " She whistled.

Her head turned slowly towards the door and cocked to the side with a gleeful look as they burst open. Medaira’s hand right away snapped forward as she started unloading shot after shoot at the smaller chaos critters, while her eyes were locked at the bigger one. Her servo head that was in the air was already making a line across the ceiling and as the psyker forced the things into place, halting their advance, the flying head just dropped the frag right at the head of the most center one.” Gifts for one and all~” She sang as one of her mechadendrites pulled another frag from somewhere on her robes and with a snap movement she tossed it at the chaos entities too, her power axe held in place by her other mechadendrites. She kept the servo head in strategic distance above the Chaos Spawn’s head, it had a sonic weapon she planned to unleash at the right moment from right beside it’s head.

Between the frags and the firepower of the entire team, she was running calculations on possible outcomes of the situation. Her next course of action was to confirm the state of the entrance they used to get here. Initially she wanted to bring the dome down, but sadly a dome like this was among the more sturdy possible constructions so to bring it down it would take more than a few frags. It might even survive a proper bombardment after all. Still her head turned back to the danger at hand, leaving the servo head to observe the flanks from it’s altitude as she swung her power axe in her other hand and focusing on firing her boltgun.

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*throws a hammer at the wall to make noise*

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Education Center(M)(L6) Skills: N/A

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After the quick break or however they called brief pauses in court for taking care of different needs and the like, the hearing continued back on. People were called, answers were being shot back fast, Amelia couldn’t quite follow the thread of logic they were going on, but not too surprising considering they had apparently the paperwork about all the things they were judging Hunter for. Not surprisingly some of the those weren’t things she knew of. In any case, she was just glad it had more or less picked up speed now, so maybe they’d be free to go before long with hopefully not too bad a sentence.

Eventually it was Ash’s turn. Amelia listened very carefully and found those answers very short. He more or less answered with yes and no, just slightly more lorded without actually getting into needless details about it. She wasn’t sure if those answers could provide clarity on any possible more complicated facets of those situations, but she supposed they worked. Very Ash type responses. She liked that actually, he was trustworthy even when talking. No pointless dancing around the issue.

All in all, from what she’d heard so far, Amelia wasn’t sure the situation required this much of attention. Like a huge court trial with so many present and everything. Then again it sounded like this was the standard procedure for such cases. She imagined they didn’t get similar situations often enough to warrant quick procedures and she could appreciate the visibility of it all. No way to do underhanded things with everything being this public. Yet another point in favor for the place, because yes, she was still keeping track of pros and cons of staying here. She couldn’t help it by this point, but luckily the positives blew any negatives out the water in quality and number. Besides the negatives were more or less a few petty gripes…. Alright it was ONE petty gripe, but that was the topic of another time. So she returned her attention to the trial, noting a few people who appeared to be quietly discussing among themselves.

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Lisa Mason Location: Hospital(B)(J4) Skills: N/a

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Lisa watched somewhat amused, somewhat touched and just a little bit secretly pained as the girl named the picture for her. Still it was mainly happy feelings that drowned out the negatives.” Hmm, I’ll be sure to do so then. A flower has to be visited very regularly, but luckily, I’m going to be visiting you a lot, so it will be getting two birds with one stone.” She smiled at Lucy, very amused and proud at the idea the girl pulled out. It was a very nice plan and scheme.” You shouldn’t be used to it, but hey now that I’m used to the new schedules, I will be finding time to visit more often again.”

“Do they now?” She asked, raising a surprised eyebrow at the girl. That she didn’t rightly know actually.” Well, that was something new for me, thank you for telling me!” She proclaimed.” And it is sweet indeed, when there’s no sun to shine upon them, they will be each others’ suns. Very romantic, a more artful and artistic person than me could probably do quite the story out of it… or a picture. Why don’t you put such a picture in your garden? Everybody would love it too!” She grinned.

“I don’t see why not, in fact I think I will tell you a story you haven’t heard before… It was read to me by my mother when I was your age...” She said in thoughtful expression as she made herself comfortable as she could and began retelling the story as best as she could remember it.” This is the story of Ivan the King’s son. A long, long time ago, when the world was a lot bigger than it is now, when the fantastical walked among us, there was a king with three sons. Youngest of them, Ivan. One day he called for them and said, ‘ My sons, you area already well of age, it is time for you to search for brides. Take your heavy bows and let loose an arrow into the sky. Where ever your arrow falls, there you will search for your bride.’ And with that the brothers followed their father’s advice and went to the courtyard, each letting an arrow into the sky. The Eldest let the arrow loose and it fell into the yard of a Duke, he took the Duke’s daughter. The middle brother’s arrow fell into the home of a respected merchant, he decided to marry the merchant’s daughter. Ivan let his arrow into the sky, but strong he was and it vanished far from view. For days he searched, through forests, through hills and fields and finally on the seventh day he reached a swamp. Saddened and tired, he felt depressed, where would he find his bride in this swamp and suddenly what was that he saw? On a big pile of dirt, sits a big frog and his arrow holds. To leave he tried, but the frog spoke out.’ Ribbit, ribbit, Ivan, from your luck don’t run. You will see this is for the best.’” She mostly remembered the story, but went with the flow adapting it a bit whenever she couldn’t quite remember a word or the precise way it went. After all, it was a lot of years since she last heard it.

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