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Anarchy: Pandora's Box

Tensions rise in Pandora as the High Arch-Leader is assasinated. All factions are engulfed in chaos, fingers are being pointed and threats are fired. Will Pandora be flooded with a fourth world war or will peace prevail. (Story is subject to change) Basically what I'm getting at here is, there are four factions, spread across the once proud and prosperous America, and the High Arch-Leader (I'm changing the title to something more creative later) has been assasinated by one of the members of the four factions. To avoid confusion I will play as the character who carried out the assasination. The factions have no idea who the hit-man/woman is. The plot and outcome will be influenced by the actions of faction leaders, delagates, millitary personel, etc. This idea has been stirring about in my mind for awhile and is not yet polished, so please ask questions. A OOC with a more stable plot will be made when enough people are interested.

Anarchy: Pandora's Box (Post-Apocalypitic RP)

Tensions rise in Pandora as the High Arch-Leader is assasinated. All factions are engulfed in chaos, fingers are being pointed and threats are fired. Will Pandora be flooded with a fourth world war or will peace prevail. (Story is subject to change) Basically what I'm getting at here is, there are four factions, spread across the once proud and prosperous America, and the High Arch-Leader (I'm changing the title to something more creative later) has been assasinated by one of the members of the four factions. To avoid confusion I will play as the character who carried out the assasination. The factions have no idea who the hit-man/woman is. The plot and outcome will be influenced by the actions of faction leaders, delagates, millitary personel, etc. This idea has been stirring about in my mind for awhile and is not yet polished, so please ask questions. A OOC with a more stable plot will be made when enough people are interested.

Fallout RP

I've been dying to create a Fallout/ Fallout themed rp. Let me know if you are interested and a plot, setting, ect can be disussed.

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"This particular brand of alcohol does hold some sentimental value." Stiles said uncorking the bottle. "But at the same time, it got my sister killed, my last and only family member." Stiles walked next to Jaquelyn and began pouring the bottle's contents out. The smell instantly filled the room.

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Sapphire said
Jacquelyn smiled and looked over at Stiles, "Yes, it's an old habit of mine. Plus, if I'm going to practically be living here I might as well keep it decent. You always seem to be looking at that bottle of vodka, for someone who protests alcohol you are certainly drawn to it more than one might think."

(Sorry I edited my post. I thought she had gone off to unpack. Ill change my post and respond.)

Lost (the show)?

Who lets get this started again, yeah?

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Stiles walked towards the map Booker had laid out. It was crude but he managed to memorize a few routes here and there. Stiles turned his attention back to the bottle of vodka. The memories that alcoholic drink holds in Stiles' mind are numerous. The only good one that he cares to remember is how Delilah would come home and hum him his favorite song. Stiles could only get her to sing the song while Delilah was drunk. It's the only way he can remember his mother's face. Delilah is quite the singer while intoxicated, every note on pitch, vibrant and bright. Her voice is comparable to that of a siren's, always drawing in Stiles' ears, the song always brought a calming sensation to him.

Stiles shook himself from his daze and looked to Jaquelyn. "You always clean up after everyone?" He spoke softly.

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Stiles was peaking over the girl he heard called Jaquelyn's shoulder before his mind even knew it. His breath was slow and steady. Stiles' eyes scanned the paper slowly in the short time he was able see it. Stiles took in every measurement, length height, and width, storing the intel in the back of his mind for use later. The building showed minuscule but broad flaws considering ways to get in. Stiles admired that there was another person who appreciated the art of infiltration but wanted it to be known he believes himself to be dominant in the skill. Stiles moved away from Jaquelyn and exhaled. "There's not many ways to get in, but it's do-able ." Stiles said looking to Booker. The schematics are pretty basic but a better set can be acquired later.

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"I doubt that the server room will be unlocked to the general public. Infiltration will be necessary and I'm just the guy for that." Stiles said, a hint of confidence showering his words. With that said Stiles put the bottle of vodka back in its place and returned to his seat in front of Booker.

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"And schematics would be fantastic. No way am I doing a sweep without getting a layout of the playing field." Stiles added noting the new voice in the room. He needed to knit pick everything about the building; measurements, rooms, heights,lengths. Everything needs to be over-analysed. Stiles wouldn't loose anyone to stupid mistakes, not again. He looked up again to the vodka perched on the bar. Getting up from his seat he approached the bottle. Stiles held the bottle curiously, looking at the brand name, the coarse texture, the ovular shape, everything is exactly the same as he remembers. He could always remember the hint of cherry and ethanol in Delilah's breath. Stiles shook is head trying to push his sister's image away for a later time.