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09/30/2020 10:57 PM 

guidelines.

#1 - Please consider any and all content as IN CHARACTER. All OUT OD CHARACTER material will be contained in brackets.#2 - For those who don't know the character I'm writing as, his name is Reggie and he is a character from the Netflix television show Julie and the Phantoms. I have no patience going into detail about the show so you can either watch it or read the wikipedia. Who knows? You might want to join the verse too.#3 - I write mainly in third person and between paragraph-novella in length. But please don't think I expect you to much my length of writing. I prefer quality over quantity so please write as much as you're comfortable with. Please take note that I d o n o t do freestyle threads. Storylines are a must for me if you wish for your character to interact with mine. Since we're on the topic of storylines, please know it takes two people to brainstorm the perfect storyline/connection. If you expect me to think of an idea for a possible storyline/connection right on the spot, I want nothing to do with you or your character. Pushing all the work onto a fellow writer is r u d e. JS.#4 - Love interests. As much as I love the idea of shipping Reggie with either Luke or Alex, I will not have my Reggie in any type of romantic relationship. This is out of respect for my boyfriend in the outside world and I would never disrespect him by having a roleplay relationship on Reggie. Even if it's not real. Please respect my decision and p l e a s e do not push your ship onto me. It will only lead me to removing you from my friends list.#5 - REAL LIFE vs ROLEPLAY. Like many writers on this site, I have a job in the real world. I work as a barista at Starbucks and it keeps me busy most of the week. That being said, all responses ( messages, comments, etc ) will be replied to on one of my two days off. That being said, don't expect me to respond right away. Patience is key. P R A C T I C E I T. 

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09/30/2020 10:38 PM 

Stand By Me - Drabble

What if I could hold you in my arms again?. Stand by me. and Tell you all the things I've longed to Sansa stood there with Jon and Aria, mourning the dead they had lost in the night king’s battle. The break of dawn was upon them, while the fire and smoke from the burning pikes rose high in the dreary sky. Tears were shed and howls of grief echoed throughout what remained of Winterfell. In Sansa’s mind, this battle was a triumph and a disaster all in the same token. So many respected allies had been lost and loved ones dreadfully taken. It tugged at the young woman’s heart strings to see the devastation that befell her home and her people. Though despite the tragedy that happened here, she realized that everyone still standing and drawing breath on this day, were lucky to be alive. It was nothing short of a miracle that they had won this war and it was all thanks to one.Sansa glanced down at aria for a moment, amazed at what she had accomplished in the long night. She was the true hero in all this, and father would have been proud. The redhead lightly placed her hand on either sibling’s shoulder, silently thanking the Gods for not taking them away. She couldn’t bear the thought of losing anymore of the people who mattered most to her.As the sun finally came up, Sansa decided to depart from the funeral. She had matters to attend to, which included helping care for the soldiers that survived, but were gravely injured. Theon was one of these men. He had taken a spear to the chest, while trying to protect her brother Bran. Luckily the wounds were not fatal, but that didn’t necessarily clear him from infection later on. Sansa took it upon herself to be his aid. After everything he had done for her, she felt she owed him this much.The woman walked through the halls quietly with a bowl of towels and hot water. She brought it to Theon’s chambers, careful as not to wake him. Sansa gently pulled a wooden chair over to his bedside, while her free hand reached for the wet towel. She tried to be tender while wiping away the dirt and blood that clung to his skin. However, she had difficulty avoiding the more sensitive of wounds that scathed him. She could see him wince and for that she felt remorse “I’m sorry.” She murmured softly. “I’m trying to be as gentle as I can, but you’re hurt pretty badly.” She admitted, while putting the towel back in the bowl, so he could have time to recover. template credit.

Klaus Mikaelson's Puppet โ„ข๏ธ

09/30/2020 05:53 PM 

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Klaus Mikaelson's Puppet ANASTASIYA PETROVA (ANASTASIA MIKAELSON)Anya Pierce General Information Bulgarian Name Anastasiya Petrova English Name Anastasia Petrova Married Name Anastasia Mikaelson Current Nickname Anya Pierce Marital Status Single & Looking for a Klaus Mikaelson Status Straight Species Traveller Witch (Untapped) & Vampire (Turned and Sired by Klaus Mikaelson) Characteristics Gender Female Age 534, but appears to be 19-years-old Height 5'5" Weight 100 lbs Eyes Dark Brown Hair Dark Brown Unusual Features Her striking resemblance to her sister and Distant Niece and the other dopplegangers, often being mistaken for being one or being Elena or Katherine. Extended Information Alias(es) Anya Pierce Affiliations Petrova Family (Previous - Age 15 and below)Mikaelson Family (Currently - Age 15 and up) Relationships Amara (Ancestor) †Unnamed Petrova Doppelgangers (Ancestor) †Tatia (Ancestor) †Tatia’s child (Ancestor) †Mr. Petrov (Father) †Mrs. Petrova (Mother) †Katerina Petrova (Older sister, Enemy) † || Nickname: KatNadia Petrova (Niece) †Nadia’s Child (Great-niece/nephew) †Isobel Flemming (Distant niece) †Elena Gilbert (Distant niece)Niklaus Mikaelson (Sire, Ally, Companion, lover and much more) || Nickname: Klaus and NikRebecca Mikaelson (Friend-Enemies) || Nickname: Becca and BekFreya Mikaelson (Friend-Enemies)Elijah Mikaelson (Friend-Enemies)|| Nickname: EliKol Mikaelson (Friend-Enemies)Marcel Gerard (Friend-Enemies)Hope Mikaelson (Friend, Ally, ward)Mikael Mikaelson (Friend-Enemies)Esther Mikaelson (Friend-Enemies) Education SchoolSchoolSchool Occupation Works for the Mikaelson Family FaceClaims (Play-bys) Victoria Justice (Alternative FC)Nina Dobrev (Main FC; She has more pictures then Victoria) "“Not because I'm being compelled, but out of my own free will, I choose them. One they are my family. They cared and raised me, not you! Two, you turned your back, when you had a child out of wedlock and decided to look out for yourself and not me. So yes, Katerina, I chose them. Unless, you stand up and be a better person, and deal with this, face, Klaus. Your not, family, hell, not even my sister!"— Anya To Katerina about the Mikaelson Family   Roleplaying Rules Please let me know in messages that you have read my rules.1) Writing style: I will write from a paragraph or more depending on time and availablity. I write in the Third-person.2) Reply Timeframe: I will attempt to reply in a timely manner. I do have other obligations. If I am going to be away for an extended period, I will post a status.3) LI: Anya is straight. She will marry Klaus Mikaelson. It all depends on chemistry and romance/sex needs to be part of a storyline.4) Drama: Drama IC is fantastic. I will not tolerate it OOC. I have already dealt with some on this account and been way too nice. No second chances. Cause drama and I will unfriend you.5) Non-Talkers: I will do sweeps of my friends list periodically. Non-talkers will be removed. If I send you a greeting and I get no response in 3 weeks, I will assume that you are not interested in writing and delete you. I am here to write.6) Mature Content: My character is over the age of 18 and is a vampire. There will be heavy torture, blood, gore, horror, death and sexual (inbox only), suggestive roleplays.    Owes & Due Tracker HERE IS MY LIST OF OWES AND DUES. I WILL UPDATE THIS EVERYDAY. IF YOU WISH TO BE ON MY LIST PLEASE DON'T HESITATE TO ASK. ** Signifies member of Name Of RPG.Messages -- Katerina Petrova (Katherine Pierce) -- Waiting for starterMessages -- Soulless (Damon Salvatore) --- Waiting for a replyMessages -- Rising Deity (Veronica 'Roni' Matthews --- Waiting for replyMessages -- Guardian Wolf (Derek Hale) --- Waiting for replyMessages -- Royal Grey Salvatore S&L Cupcake (Royal Salvatore) --- Waiting for replyMessages -- Troubled Winchester (Dean Winchester) --- Waiting for a replyMessages -- Katherine Pierce (Katherine Pierce) -- Waiting for a replyMessages -- Crowned Savior (Stefan Salvatore) -- Waiting for a reply** Messages -- Amilia (Amilia Baxter) -- Waiting for a replyMessages -- Shady Stefan (Stefan Salvatore) -- Waiting for a reply Writing Group --- Apuleius (Camille 'Cami' O'Connell) --WaitingWriting Place --  โค๏ธDevilish Wiccanโค๏ธ [EDLT] -- Sapphire Halliwell -- Rp Place -- Taste The Blood RPGS-- Username-- Character Name-- Rp Place      Mains & Connections HERE IS WHERE I WILL LIST ALL MY MAINS AND CONNECTIONS, THEY WILL BE REPLIED TO FIRST!Username (Character Name) -- Relationship     DRABBLE-LIST HERE IS WERE ALL MY DRABBLE LINKS WILL BE PLACED--(DRABBLE #1) -- First hunting and compelling lesson as a vampire! --(DRABBLE #2) -- Anya's life changes! --(DRABBLE #3) -- A Day Of Punishment! --(Drabble # 4) -- Always and Forever! Loyal to the end! ----     Character TimelineCharacter Timeline HERE I WILL BE ATEMPTING TO CATEGORIZE ANASTASIA' LIFE TIMELINE!   Born -- October 28, 1477 I was born 534 centuries ago and has looked 19 years-old ever since I was bitten.Turned -- October, 28, 1496 (19-Years-Old)I was bitten on my birthday, October 28, 1496 by Niklaus Mikaelson, becoming a vampire who was sired to him. Taken to England by him until moving with him and his family to Mystic Falls.Life -- 1496-1820 - 2020 (534 Centuries)I continue to be loyal to the family and will help them in anyway I can. My sister... well... she and I want nothing to do with each other, and will hate each other for all eternity. I hope to marry Klaus Mikaelson someday and become apart of his family, permenantly. History Anastasia Petrova also known as Anya Petrova, among other names as well, (Cyrillic: ะะฝั‹ะฐ ะŸะตั‚ั€ะพะฒะฐ) was born into a weathly Bulgarian family on October 28th 1477, fours years younger than her older sister, Katerina Petrova. In 1490, when Anya was thirteen years old, her sister became pregnant by an unknown man. Anya was disappointed in Katerina, but wanted to support her, but she had to obey her parents. The family disowned Katerina for the shameful birth of an illegitimate daughter. Katerina carried the child to term, but seconds after Anya's niece was born, their father took the child away, and Anya watched her sister become heartbroken from not being able to see her. Katerina was then banished to England and that is the last time she saw her. At least for a few years.Two years has passed since Katerina had left the family. Anya was now fifteen years old, and doing chores around the house and being teased by the village people because of her sister's shameful act. Upset, she ran home grabbed a basket and went out to the field, close to the house to pick berries and flowers for her Mother and Father. She had spent the rest of day plucking and pulling flowers. Once it got dark, Anya headed home. She pulled and tugged the basket until she had to stop and take a break. A few mintues later she was almost home.She reached the house and stopped to catch her breath.. It was eerrily quiet, too quiet for her comfort. She walked to the open door, peered inside and then turned back to get the basket. She huled it into the house and onto the table, struggling all the while. Finally she was done and began to look around for her parents. She called their names but no one answered. She walked to the bedroom and froze in horror. Her Mother laid in a streaming pile of blood on the bed and her Father was against wall still bleeding out. She ran to her Father first and tried to wake him. When that didn't work , she turned to her Mother. She screamed and cried, trying to wake them, but nothing happened.A few moments more of trying and she got up. She began to back up towards Klaus, who hid in the shadows watching her, a wicked smile on his face, his blue eyes laughing with joy. Anya backed up until she bumped into him. She turned to scream, opening her mouth, but no sounds came. He compelled her to not scream and to follow him. She obeyed and he took her to England. In England, she became his servant, his confidant, and right-hand gal. She ended up washing his clothes, getting people for him to feed on. Doing all his dirty work. When she became of age, she was forced to let him feed on her. She was turned her against her will, by Klaus Mikaelson, at the age of 19 years old and through the bite the two were sired to each other. She does whatever Klaus wants, out of loyalty and maybe through compulsion, but to her it is one and the same. She obeys the Mikaelson family and would protect them with her life.She continues from, 1820 - 2020, to help the Mikaelson Family, helping to protect Hope. She traveled with Hayley and Hope until Hayley was killed. She helps to hide Hope and to provide for her. After Klaus and Elijah killed themselves, she stayed with the remaining Mikaelson family members and helping to take care of Hope, often assisting the Salvatore school in defeating the bad guys. She is still devoted to Hope and the rest of the Mikaelson Family until she breaths her last breath.Due to this she and her sister Katherine Pierce, as she calls herself, have an undying eternal hatred for each other. Many times the two would fight over Anya's choice to be with the Mikaelsons and not with her. Over the centuries, the two would chase each other around, trying to kill or hurt the other one, all to because Katheine stole the moonstone from Klaus, and she was held against her will, from the age of 15, by Klaus, because of her.Even though, her sister is alive and well, she stays with the family, because - well - they are her family, despite the pain and torture she had to under go, living with them, she was still, Always and Forever, loyal to them. Her once - upon - a - time, loyality to her sister, died when she was forced to be leverage for her transgressions. During her "captive days" she began to fall in love with Klaus, and dispite the bond they have and his compelling her to what he wants, she has true feelings for him. Even when not compelled, she remains loyal to the family and to him. She hopes that someday, she can marry Klaus and become offically apart of the family.She has turned her back on the only family member she has and has a new one, that she would die for. She has disowned her sister and and has offically adopted the Mikaelsons as her family.   Gallery Anastasia and Katherine Petrova (Her ex-Older sister) Anastasia Petrova and Elena Gilbert (Her distant Niece) Anya and Klaus Mikaelson Timezone Pacific North-West (Oregon State) Discord Klaus Mikaelson's Puppet!#3586 Code Tessisamess

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09/30/2020 03:41 PM 

When Sophia met Brick (Drabble)

You're a psychopath. -Sophia I prefer creative. - Brick How long had it been since the last time she had been in a jail cell? Not since the time she had kicked a pervert's a.s.s for trying to feel her up at one of the academy parties that she had gone too. But then again, it was all worth it. So why the hell was she in jail now? Well obviously she had gotten into another fight with one of the a.s.sholes that lived in Townsville, but just so happened to be one of the cops son's. So here she was in jail, enjoying the scenery, listening to the countless idiots try to plea their case on how innocent they were. When in truth they weren't. No one in this jail was innocent, not even her. Not that she was claiming that she was innocent. No, she knew what she did and she didn't even regret it at all. Leaning back against the wall for a moment or so, Sophia's blue hues closed for a moment as she did her best to tune everything out. "Hey! Hey Toots!" Sophia's eyes still didn't open as she merely leaned there, still in her own little world. "Hey! Toots! Hey!! Come on, pay attention to me." The voice called out again, which finally made Sophia open her eyes as she peered over to the cell next to her. Not saying anything for a moment or so, Sophia just kept her eyes upon the ginger haired boy. "What? What is it?" A semi irritated tone was given as she just waited for him to answer. "What brings you in here today? Let me guess, you were stealing some sorta purse huh? Or maybe some make up. Yeah, I think it has to be one of those two." He said as a laugh escaped his lips. "Though it doesn't seem like you wear that much make up from what I can tell.. So maybe the first.." He continued to prattle on what she could be in the slammer for.Sophia just listened to the options that he had gave out about why she was in this place. Some of them were pretty funny and others were lame. But she had to admit, he made a smile cross her lips, which was pretty rare for a stranger to do. "'fraid not.. All of those are pretty lame to be taken to jail for." She told him as she kept her eyes upon him before pushing herself away from the wall and making her way over to the bars that separated the two. "Try getting into a fight with one of these pricks son's." "What?! No way! A girl getting into a fight! Tsk, that doesn't seem possible.. Well besides those Powder dorks.. But a normie like yourself getting into a fight? Now that's a laugh!" Another laugh escaped his lips as he shook his head. "Now tell me the real reason why you're here, toots."He really didn't believe her, and she couldn't blame him for that. No one would of blamed him for not believing her, specially since none of these people didn't know where she came from. Sophia just stared at him with a serious look upon her face. Hoping that he would get the point. "Wait, you're serious? You actually got into a fight?!" He asked as he looked her over for a moment or so, "But how's that possible? You've barely got any cuts, or bruises on ya!" This time, it was her turn to laugh as she shrugged her shoulders some, "Guess I'm just good at not getting hurt too badly. Plus he was pretty drunk. So all I had to do was knock him around a few times before he was knocked out." She told him as she held a smirk upon her lips before another laugh escaped her lips. Though upon seeing the semi shocked expression upon her new friend's face, she couldn't help but to grin even more now. "I still can't believe it.." He muttered out to himself as he tried to process what he had just heard. It wasn't too often that he had run across a female that knew how to handle herself within the streets of Townsville. Well besides Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup. "So.. You're not from around here, are you? Of course you're not. Otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me. Name's Brick." He said as he shoved his hand through the opening between the bars. Sophia just stared at him for a moment or so before looking to his hand then back to him as she took it. "Sophia." Giving his hand a quick shake, she quickly pulled hers back as she glanced over to one of the officers whom walked past the cell before looking back to Brick. "So I'm guessing the reason you're in here is for trying to blow up the city or something?" "You could say that. Either way, it was totally worth getting caught for." Leaning against the bars, he held a smirk upon his lips as he looked up at his new 'friend'. "In any case, its just a matter of time till they let me go, either that or one of my siblings will come and 'save' the day." He used air quotes around the word 'save' for emphasis as he let out a laugh. "You have siblings? Well that's something that we have in common. I have an older brother.. and now that I think about it.. He's probably going to be pissed about me getting into trouble while we're here." Her gaze drifted in the other direction as she thought about the lecture that was sure to come from her brother once they got home. Yet, she didn't think too much on it, after all she'd worry about it later. "Why would he be pissed? Wait.. You're suppose to be the good one aren't you? The one that doesn't get into any trouble.""Nah its more-" She paused for a moment as she thought about it, she couldn't just tell him the reason why her brother was here in Townsville. After all she wasn't too sure if he would know whom he was or not, so she had to play it safe. "Yeah.. Okay you got me on that. I am suppose to be the good one.. Guess I'm not the good one any more." A laugh escaped her lips as she shrugged her shoulders."I knew it! Haha. I can't wait to see you get lectured from him!" A grin crossed his features as he stared at her. A roll of the eyes were given by Sophia as she just stared at him for a moment before glancing over towards the few officers only to look back to him, "Well I doubt he'll make a scene here. After all he likes to keep up an act while we're in public.. Then again... He's pretty much the same when we're at home." A thoughtful look crossed her features for a moment before shaking her head as she turned her attention back to him. "Well that's a shame, I would of loved to see a show.. I bet its pretty entertaining to see someone else be lectured for once." He said jokingly as a small smirk graced his lips. Though before Sophia could actually speak, her name was being called. "Jimenez, Sophia! Your bail has been posted. Lets go." One of the officers said as both Brick and Sophia looked over to the officer as they just stared at him. "Well, guess that's my cue. Guess I'll see you around, Brick. If you're ever in Peach Creek look me up." She told him as she made her way over to the cell's door and walked out of it before looking back to him, "Hope your brother's don't take too long to 'rescue' you." A small smirk graced her lips as she winked at him as she turned towards the cop and followed him towards the waiting area. It wasn't too long after Sophia and Eddward left the station that an explosion could be heard and felt. The Jimenez siblings quickly turned watching as a side of the building exploded before watching as three figures came racing out of the building. Taking a closer look, she couldn't help but to smirk slightly as she noticed that it was Brick and his brother's. "Come on Soph.. Lets get out of here.." Eddward said as he started to lead her to his car once more. "Sure.." She said as she followed him but not before hearing her phone go off. Pulling her phone out, she seen it was a number that she hadn't saved, though reading over the message she couldn't help but to laugh. NEW MESSAGE FROM: ---May have stolen your number from the coppers.You're a psychopath.. and stalker now.I prefer 'creative'. Another laugh was given as Sophia quickly saved Brick's phone number. Labeling him as Brick Brack in her phone as she glanced up and over to Eddward as she got into the car. "Who was that?" Eddward asked with a curious look upon his features. "Oh, just a new friend I made in jail." She told him with a smile on her lips before putting her phone back into her pocket as she turned her attention out the window. Today was a good day and bad day. She got into a fight with a cop's son, then ended up in jail, but she also made a new friend too. So it wasn't all that bad, even if the boy ended up getting her phone number, or more so stealing it without her actually giving it to him. Though over all, today was a very interesting day.

Tesla

09/30/2020 03:30 PM 

Painting

Being close to Moon had given Tesla an understanding of art and it reflected in her music. Moon had always said that an artist gives away a piece of themselves every time they make something. But this artist was slightly different, she gave away a part of the person she painted. The women said she could see a persons aura, a life force that everyone had around them. GRay was naturally skeptical but Tesla was curious, there was so much she still didn’t understand about herself and even if it didn’t give her answers it might give her a new perspective. Tesla walked through the curtain of beads once she arrived at the address the women had given her the day before with optimism.    “Welcome darling. You are early but I’m ready to explore your aura. I found it extremely intriguing yesterday when we met. My name is Sasha.” The women said and handed Tesla a cup of tea as she guided her to a large couch. “Just drink the tea and lay down. It helps connect our spiritual bodies.”  “This women is clearly on drugs Tes. Don’t drink that.” GRay stated eyeing the women who seemed to make eye contact with her. “I miss when people couldn’t see me.” GRay sighed and sat down in a nearby chair pouting at the fact. Tesla introduced herself and happily tipped the glass up as she laid down on the couch, eager to get started. After a couple minutes, Tesla felt as if she was floating in a pool of water as the women hummed softly. “This is interesting. There are so many different things going on.” Sasha stated and pulled an easel in front of her, dipping the brush into a bright blue and white. “This will represent you. Bright, full of life and positivity. Hopeful, loving.” The women smiled and glanced around the easel before she picked up a different brush and dipped it into a darker blue and black. “It’s odd, there is a protector in your life, yes. But it’s almost as if you share the same space. You’re close to this protector.” She hummed softly as she blended the new color with the pink and white. “But there is a chaotic energy in the mix. It’s dark and angry, almost feral.” She continued mixing black and purple to a new brush. “It is almost as if it tries to take over your life but the protective energy keeps it away. I’ve not really seen an aura like this before.”  Time passed and Tesla must have feeling asleep, waking to a general nudge from Sasha to see the painting. Tesla was dumbfounded by the painting, it was actually actuate and she had giving Sasha nothing but her name before she started.  “Oh... just wow. You nailed it but I’m not sure what the feral part is.” Tesla said curiously throwing a glance to GRay whom appeared sick. “I only paint what I see. It’s up to you to determine what it means. I’ll put this in the back to dry and you can pick it up in about a week.” Sasha hummed, Tesla thanked her and took her exit from the home with more questions then answers. 

Lana.

09/30/2020 11:19 PM 

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09/30/2020 05:08 PM 

Superboy: 0.2

  Night had just settled in, blanketing the City of Metropolis in a moon illuminated and star filled sky. A lovely town for sure, but it was not without its basket of bad apples; right in this very moment, whilst the newly announced "Superman" was out and about patrolling, some crook possessed the audacity to resort to blatant crime just a mere ten minutes away from 9pm. "HHHHEELP! That Guy Stole My Purse!" A plea that rings through the young kryptonian's ears and warrants his immediate attention. Swift, but mindful not to overshoot, the leather and onyx clad lad makes his way toward the source of the cry for help via flight. "I'm here. Are you okay? Did you see where he went?" A burst of dialogue that left the young man's lips as he arrives on the scene and spots a loner ravenette on a sidewalk, anxious to prove his worth to the world.Upon laying eyes on the individual who heeded her cry, the dashing boy casually floating in place overhead, she stumbles to find her words for a moment. Just briefly. "Oh! Y-yeah.. Sorry! He ran that way and turned the corner not too long ago at all! Please, get my purse back... Half my life is in there." She informs, and he nods with assurance in turn."No worries, I got it. I'll be right back with your belonging." Once he makes that statement, he takes off in the directions she provided. Eyes keen, shifting into a shade of monochrome, the would-be Superman scans around carefully for the culprit with the aid of x-ray vision. Fortunately, it doesn't take long to find a lead on the bold scumbag. A noisy commotion nearby graces his hearing, the sound of metal and the like thrashing about, earning his gaze. There, he spots a peculiar fellow and a discarded bag on the floor. . . Judging by the fact the odd fellow was trying to pry open an atm with metallic arms extending from an even odder looking 'belt' at his waist, it was pretty safe to say that this was whom he was looking for. He subtly approach, closing in with a gentle glide to loom over the criminal from above."Ahem! You look a little short on change there. . . Need me to break a twenty for you? I think I got just about enough to knock some cents into ya." Smug, the youth postures by cracking his knuckles within the palm of his hands one after the other. A display that didn't sit too well with his apparent foe."The hell? Beat it, punk! Wearin' that big red S on your chest, doesn't make you Superman, kid." The man barks, relieving the machine of his metal tendrils as he turns to face the impudent youth hovering above. The very same youth who's grin dissolves at the retort given. A glare replaces his previous expression, a look of unworldly confusion. Shouldn't everyone know he was Superman's successor but now? The new and improved. Who else could be bestowed with the honor -- the potential to take up the renowned mantle if not him? The lad eventually deems it mere nonsense from a criminal. "You're mistaken. I am Superman. The new Superman. Don't let the good looks fool you, you're definitely face to face with the real deal here." He argues, descending to plant his boots on the pavement the next moment."Pffft! Keep dreaming, Jr. You're a Superboy at best! Last warning, kid. The last thing you want is Sidearm gunning you down and strangling the life outta' ya!" The perp warns, tendrils prepping to strike if need be. However, in that moment, from behind those shades? The young man was contemplating as his frustration grew. Firmly, his scowl fortifying, he corrects 'Sidearm' once more."It's SuperMAN." He emphasizes."You're gonna' be Super-dead!!" In a blink, those claws finally went to strike. Quick and fierce. However, not fast enough, nor imposing. With little effort, the fanciful vigilante had caught the twin tendrils by the 'wrists' and held them in place."Hey, what the-- Let 'em go, Goddamn it. Just who exactly do you think you are!?" This time, the kryptonian didn't utter a retort. Those powerful hands began squeezing, crushing the material within his grasp like crumpling paper. Promptly after, he tugs harshly, snapping the arms off. The culprit stumbles back in shock, though before he can speak another word — CRACK! The young hero lounges in with an uppercut to the chin that sends him flying briefly, well knocked out cold on the ground. With the matter reaching a conclusion, the young man slips out his cell to call the authorities, then proceeds to gather up the purse any items left scattered on the ground, as well as every bit of cash the crook pocketed. He departs shortly after. Though it takes a bit longer than expected, he does find the woman again."Hey again. Got your stuff back, ma'am!" Enthusiastically spoken, the superpowered youth lands in front of the woman who cried for help, purse extended. She took it with a smile, abruptly leaping in to embrace her hero."Thanks, Superboy! I really owe you bi--""Man. It's Superman.""Oh, sorry. You look kinda' young, though.. Like, around my age, actually. You sure it's not boy?" She comments whilst looking his boyish features over. Just then, the sound of 'thiwwping' could just barely be heard nearby. Swinging through was none other than-- "No freakin' way, it's him! You rock, Spider-Man!!" The female exclaims, waving down the red & blue webslinger, who ironically had a backpack on. For whatever reason... It was more weird he'd be so far from New York and out in Metropolis out of the blue. Nonetheless, the webhead waved back and shouted his acknowledgment."Appreciated! You two stay safe out here!" The male's voice, in the kryptonian's opinion, wasn't the most mature he heard from any adult. "Right, sorry. I appreciate you helping me out, Superman. I'm Tana, by the way. Do you follow the whole secret identity rule? Would be cool to know your name.""Ah, nah. I'm public. My name is Connor.""Oooh. Fits you perfectly. Busy being a hero tonight still? I'd love to write about you for my school paper. You know, help spread the word about you.""Oh, sure. Yeah! I'm free. Totally free. Any publicity is good publicity.""Rad! Care to grab a bite while we eat? My treat."  End.  

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09/30/2020 05:54 PM 

Rules

Coming soon.

The Governor (TWD)

09/30/2020 03:36 PM 

Woodbury vs. Terminus
Current mood:  determined

The sanguine virus was slowly but surely becoming increasingly rampant inside Rebecca's body, and indeed this beautiful but traumatized young woman seemed more like a ticking time bomb than anything else, ready to explode at any given moment as she got ready to assist the Governor in this upcoming quest for vigilante justice!The Governor wasn't just going to rush into battle by randomly attacking Terminus without rhyme nor reason either, so instead he sent a few of his best scouts ahead to check out Gareth's place before making any further combat decisions, because his aggression was always tempered with great patience and only a fool would blindly fight people like that. Several days passed but in the meantime Philip had a nice, long talk with Rebecca and after asking her some more questions he finally decided to make the young brunette fourth in command, behind Merle and Martinez but sometimes she'd have much greater authority than that, due to those two men often going on supply runs and also other missions as well. Every now and then she would actually be the second in command behind the Governor, which simply blew her away that someone trusted her so much, but she was very thankful and also humbled by such an amazing opportunity, and without question Philip knew that the eighteen year old would never let him down either. Finally his scouts returned with some very useful information regarding Gareth's Terminus compound, so he kindly thanked them for their much needed and highly appreciated help, before leaving to go look for his good friend whom he now loved dearly like a brother, none other than Rick Grimes himself. Both men had gotten into several misunderstandings with one another much earlier, but after working through those disagreements they'd formed a strong bond which nothing could ever break no matter what. Rick was far from a saint however, because he'd shown absolutely zero remorse for those two Terminus trackers which Philip and Rebecca had so ruthlessly tortured and executed. This was a very harsh and cruel world and Rick could care less about what happened to evil people in general, so after the Governor explained the situation he slowly nodded before smiling at his close friend."Well Philip, I can definitely respect that because this is something you and Rebecca have to do yourselves, so trust me I understand because the same thing's happened to me before, and no one can blame a man or woman for wanting to take matters into their own hands like that. Hey no problem and you don't even have to ask me either, so we'll keep Woodbury safe until you finish what that piece of sh*t a**hole Gareth started!"Rick smiled again then hugged Philip tightly, while also wishing him the best of luck before leaving to gather up all the members of his own closely knit group. Rick knew that very few words needed to be said right now, and he actually owed the Governor a huge favor because Philip's group had kept the Prison safe while Rick's people left to fight a war of their own. The Wolves had invaded Georgia and murdered numerous innocent civilians who were trying to reach the relative safety of the Prison, all in an attempt to lure Rick's group out so they could slaughter everyone else inside the compound before completely destroying it. However, the Governor had utterly ruined those plans by using his fighters to defend Rick's place from harm, and after many Wolves were killed the rest quickly fled in terror but were all caught in a truly vicious ambush by Rick's returning group, so between both heroic forces the Wolves stood absolutely no chance whatsoever. This time Rick had snapped like never before as he slowly tortured then killed several Wolves who tried to surrender, so in many ways he and the Governor had far more in common than most people thought. Now Rick would be returning the favor as Philip's people left to attack Terminus, so the next morning Philip and his male and female soldiers departed from Woodbury, eventually reaching an area which was located nearby, but not too close to Terminus. He had a clear goal in mind and after going over strategy with Merle, Martinez, and Rebecca they all came to an agreement regarding what to do next, but this battle might not go exactly as planned but that's where Rick came in, because his group was ready to confront any of Gareth's survivors who might attack Woodbury out of revenge. However, rather than openly assaulting Terminus with his soldiers the Governor had one very nasty little trick up his sleeve, because he no doubt planned on using all fifteen Woodbury prisoners to do the dirty work first, before making any further moves in this upcoming battle for ultimate supremacy. Philip then spoke in a loud, harsh tone because he was clearly not in the mood to play nice today."Alright you f***ing a**holes, get going or you'll be the first ones to die! Now move on out because Mister Gareth and company are expecting you pathetic pieces of sh*t!"The cold blooded murderers and thoroughly disgusting rapists wanted to rebel against the Governor just then, but they knew that some of his soldiers also had silencers on their weapons, which meant every single one of them would be shot dead without Terminus even hearing it either, so they glared at everyone before making their way forward to almost certain death. Armed with simple and crude weapons, for the most part their job was to provide a greatly needed distraction while the Governor got ready to unleash carnage and destruction upon Gareth's people. Martinez positioned the tank far back enough to not be easily seen even from a distance, while the convicts began literally running for their lives as the battle between Woodbury and Terminus now commenced.Philip snickered because there was always that one a**hole who couldn't f***ing follow orders no matter what, so after the cowardly prisoner turned and started running back to where the Governor and company stood, the Woodbury leader simply grabbed a 12 gauge shotgun before proceeding to blow yet another convict's head off, splattering gore and brain matter everywhere while the attack on Terminus continued."Alright, fire that goddamn tank and let's wake Gareth up right now!"Martinez quickly nodded then got inside the heavily armored vehicle and began firing at only certain Terminus buildings, ones which were of strategic importance because Philip already knew from his scouts where Gareth's fighters resided, so there honestly was no need to waste valuable ammunition by destroying everything in sight. Most of the other fourteen Woodbury prisoners were quickly slaughtered by Gareth and his people, yet a few made it to the inside of Terminus and managed to kill several fighters before they too, became human swiss cheese as hundreds of bullets literally tore them apart right then and there. Between the convicts attacking and the tank firing multiple rounds upon the rather large compound, this in turn gave Philip enough time to begin his main assault as everyone else rapidly moved forward, yet Gareth was not about to go down without a very serious fight, because the sudden explosions all around the Governor's soldiers meant that some truly nasty rigged bombs had suddenly gone off, killing and wounding several Woodbury warriors while also buying Gareth precious time as well. Philip cursed out loud but now he saw another opportunity to at last win the day, so he and half a dozen others ran over to the train car doors and opened them, while his tank continued firing at the high walls in order to take out Gareth's snipers. Using weapons gathered from the dead Terminus people, the Governor then took a huge risk by quickly going inside each train car, reassuring the frightened and nervous captives that he meant them no harm whatsoever, because he was here to rescue them and they could also take these guns and join him in the fight, which a dozen of the twenty people agreed to do at once. These terrified men and women somehow trusted Philip because they had nothing to lose, and at the very least they'd been saved from becoming Gareth's next victims, so they joined the Governor as he kept up the pressure on Terminus. Gareth's rigged explosives had been a very effective counter to Philip's massive tank, thus more or less evening the playing field between these two determined groups of combatants. Suddenly another powerful explosion destroyed the tank while also wounding Martinez, but as he exited the burning vehicle one of Gareth's snipers blew his brains out with a well placed head shot, which now left only Merle and Rebecca in charge under the Governor. Revenge for the brave and fallen Caesar Martinez came swiftly however, as Gareth's mother Mary was brutally disemboweled by Rebecca's long and sharp butcher knife, as the young female gutted her alive while also pulling out Mary's intestines for good measure. Meanwhile the Governor and those recently freed train car prisoners attacked from the left, as everyone else moved in from the right which no doubt tightened the noose around Gareth's neck, yet this vile and cowardly young man willingly sacrificed more than a few of his own people in order to escape through the nearby woods, by using those fellow cannibals as human shields until most were shot to death, although several others followed him as they also escaped as well. Gareth's brother Alex was then shot in the back by a remorseless and vindictive Governor, before being dismembered alive as Philip began chopping the helpless man up with an ax, easily severing body parts until finally decapitating Alex with one final swing of the weapon. Rebecca's speed and extremely violent nature proved fatal for many Terminus fighters, which meant that this abused and traumatized female had done a considerable amount of damage on her own, thus proving to be one of the Governor's top soldiers and someone he greatly admired and respected. All reanimated corpses were quickly put down by the surviving Woodbury fighters, but this also gave Gareth and the other human flesh eaters who followed him more time to get away, yet after everything was over Woodbury had indeed emerged victorious. Fifty of the sixty Terminus cannibals were now dead, while the rest fled into the woods and ten of the sixty Woodbury soldiers had died during battle, but another ten were injured including Merle Dixon. All fifteen Woodbury prisoners were massacred as well, in addition to ten of the twenty Terminus train car captives perishing during the vicious and brutal fight. The cost of victory had definitely been high indeed, because were it not for those convicts and poor Terminus captives assisting the Governor during battle, surely many more Woodbury people would have been killed or injured. Philip decided to hold up for awhile before pursuing Gareth any further, because there was no reason to get in any hurry right now, and besides his injured people needed medical attention and also some well deserved rest for sure. Rebecca stood alone amidst the seemingly countless butchered corpses, basking in all the carnage which had just happened as she looked down upon her own blood covered body, and the indescribable feeling of extreme satisfaction she now felt was something which would no doubt foreshadow future events, because this fiercely determined young woman knew that things were not over between her and Gareth, but perhaps Rebecca's ever increasing lust for blood meant that she wasn't a completely normal human after all.

The Governor (TWD)

09/30/2020 03:36 PM 

Woodbury vs. Terminus (Prelude)
Current mood:  enraged

Rebecca didn't know it just yet, but she was now the very first human who had actually become immune to the much dreaded walker virus, however at the same time this did not come without a price either, due to another sickness taking its place without her even realizing the drastic changes until it was far too late. The sanguine virus would eventually overtake Rebecca's formerly normal human body, giving her incredible strength along with other abilities greatly beyond the range of anything ever experienced by people in general, yet also forcing her to consume vast quantities of blood in order to survive in this cruel and unforgiving world, for she was not invincible and could most certainly perish as well, but thankfully her strong mental prowess and high moral code of honor meant that she would never abuse said powers by murdering those who were innocent. Only the guilty deserved such harsh punishment for their evil crimes committed against humanity, yet first she had to survive being held prisoner in the less than pleasant confines of a Terminus train car, while Gareth sadistically, yet also calmly began executing people in cold blood, and her unfortunate parents would soon be the next ones to die. Should Rebecca somehow manage to escape, then perhaps there would still be hope for humanity after all, and the tide would finally be turned against not only walkers, but also wicked people who sought nothing less than the complete destruction of whatever peace still remained in society.Rebecca Chambers had barely managed to escape being horribly butchered at the hands of the demented Gareth and his equally insane people at Terminus, but before that happened she was forced to watch her parents being bled out while slowly getting their throats sliced wide open as well. A dozen others suffered the same fate in order to provide these wretched cannibals with fresh human meat for consumption, yet Gareth made one mistake by forcing Rebecca to watch while he held her at gunpoint, because she was the youngest captive and he wanted to inflict as much mental trauma on her as possible, before saving her for the last victim. However, she instead began running away which caused him to curse out loud, and even though he could have shot her dead on the spot, in his twisted and warped mind her meat was the freshest out of them all, and by shooting her with bullets it would have ruined the sweet taste of delicious flesh. Gareth was not too worried about the situation though, and he even told his guards to hold off following her for just a little while longer. Several of them protested but he simply smiled before speaking in a calm and almost bored voice."Don't worry, everything's just fine. Besides, I haven't played this little game in quite some time. Sure why not? Let's give her maybe an hour or so, then you two go hunt the stupid bitch down and bring her back to me. She's just a kid and also, there's no help around for many miles either, so we'll let her sweat it out for a bit but soon enough, she'll be carved up then served to all of us on our dinner table."Gareth had far more important things to do than worry about some teenager getting away right now, and as he watched so many dead people being dismembered with great efficiency by his fellow male and female cannibals, he made sure everything went smoothly but finally those two trackers were sent out to find Rebecca. These were his best men whenever it came to finding and returning human prey, so if those damn walkers didn't get her then she was as good as his after all was said and done.Philip Blake could be mentally disturbed and highly unstable at times, but when it came to knowing right from wrong his head was always completely clear no matter what, and such was the case right now because two Terminus hunters had just been captured by the Governor's vigilante fighters, and needless to say they would never make it back to see Gareth again. Rebecca had came across these Woodbury residents less than an hour ago, and despite being extremely scared and highly upset to say the least, this brave young woman managed to tell everyone what happened to her and those other unfortunate people, so it was no surprise that zero mercy would be shown the moment Gareth's thugs fell into the wrong hands. The Governor's soldiers all turned their backs on them and that even included Philip too, because they were utterly disgusted by these completely worthless people and also, they wanted to stand guard while Rebecca Chambers exacted her violent revenge. Wrists and ankles tightly bound together by rope, it was now payback time as the first man's eyes became wide with fear, for already Rebecca had a blowtorch in hand and she wasted no time in using it on this heinous excuse for a human being. The man's screams fell upon deaf and uncaring ears, as private parts and other areas of his body were burned beyond recognition by this now cold and remorseless female. Rebecca continued to slowly melt flesh from bone as her victim puked while also vomiting blood all over the place, until finally death arrived after even more torture continued for what seemed like an eternity. She then smiled evilly while steadily approaching the second man, and he had very good reason to be frightened because the Governor's people had many kinds of wicked and dangerous weapons, such as this blowtorch which Rebecca absolutely enjoyed wielding and would not hesitate to use again."No no lady, please God please! Please don't kill me! Wait, you're that Governor guy right? Listen, I'm sorry! So truly sorry for also killing your people too! We didn't meant to but well, you know, Gareth doesn't care who he murders in cold blood!"Now it was Philip Blake's turn to become extremely upset just then, because he'd indeed been missing several Woodbury citizens after they'd mysteriously disappeared from town awhile back, and upon seeing his highly agitated state of mind Rebecca knew that he now felt her pain too. These people were family to him and she truly felt sorry for poor Philip, so this time it was she who turned her back on the second captive because the Governor deserved some much needed revenge of his own. He glared at the pleading Terminus resident who continued begging for forgiveness, but soon those pitiful cries turned into screams as Philip began slowly and methodically shooting the man with his .44 magnum revolver. The torture continued as the victim's legs and arms were struck one at a time by four separate bullets, while the fifth one destroyed the whimpering male's penis and testicles, causing him to vomit and also puke blood before Philip raised the gun into the air, squeezing the last shot off as he fiendishly smiled at the vile cannibal."Silly me, looks like I wasted a bullet there. Was going to blow your f***ing brains out, but I've got a much better idea. Merle? Where's that damn hacksaw? Oh thank you my good sir!"Merle smiled sadistically as he handed the Governor the sharp and deadly weapon, which the Woodbury leader quickly proceeded to use as he began cutting the already dying man's head off, sawing through flesh and bone while blood and gore splattered everywhere until finally, decapitation was at last complete before Philip slowly stood back up again."After what those goddamn bastards done to poor Rebecca's parents, along with everyone else they butchered like animals, including some of my own people too, no mercy shall be shown and I'll not rest until every last one of them are dead! We go back to Woodbury and gather up all our soldiers, then bring the tank along with us and we hit Terminus hard and fast! Nothing less than the total annihilation of Gareth and his people will do, so we go in and kill them all! Anyone tries to surrender, we torture then skin them alive before cutting their f***ing heads off!"No one had ever seen the Governor this angry and upset before, but his male and female fighters cheered wildly and applauded him after hearing such a powerful and intense speech like that, and soon enough Terminus would become a f***ing bloodbath of utter carnage and savage butchery.

Rebecca Chambers (TWD)

09/30/2020 03:11 PM 

Woodbury vs. Terminus
Current mood:  determined

The sanguine virus was slowly but surely becoming increasingly rampant inside Rebecca's body, and indeed this beautiful but traumatized young woman seemed more like a ticking time bomb than anything else, ready to explode at any given moment as she got ready to assist the Governor in this upcoming quest for vigilante justice! The Governor wasn't just going to rush into battle by randomly attacking Terminus without rhyme nor reason either, so instead he sent a few of his best scouts ahead to check out Gareth's place before making any further combat decisions, because his aggression was always tempered with great patience and only a fool would blindly fight people like that. Several days passed but in the meantime Philip had a nice, long talk with Rebecca and after asking her some more questions he finally decided to make the young brunette fourth in command, behind Merle and Martinez but sometimes she'd have much greater authority than that, due to those two men often going on supply runs and also other missions as well. Every now and then she would actually be the second in command behind the Governor, which simply blew her away that someone trusted her so much, but she was very thankful and also humbled by such an amazing opportunity, and without question Philip knew that the eighteen year old would never let him down either. Finally his scouts returned with some very useful information regarding Gareth's Terminus compound, so he kindly thanked them for their much needed and highly appreciated help, before leaving to go look for his good friend whom he now loved dearly like a brother, none other than Rick Grimes himself. Both men had gotten into several misunderstandings with one another much earlier, but after working through those disagreements they'd formed a strong bond which nothing could ever break no matter what. Rick was far from a saint however, because he'd shown absolutely zero remorse for those two Terminus trackers which Philip and Rebecca had so ruthlessly tortured and executed. This was a very harsh and cruel world and Rick could care less about what happened to evil people in general, so after the Governor explained the situation he slowly nodded before smiling at his close friend."Well Philip, I can definitely respect that because this is something you and Rebecca have to do yourselves, so trust me I understand because the same thing's happened to me before, and no one can blame a man or woman for wanting to take matters into their own hands like that. Hey no problem and you don't even have to ask me either, so we'll keep Woodbury safe until you finish what that piece of sh*t a**hole Gareth started!"Rick smiled again then hugged Philip tightly, while also wishing him the best of luck before leaving to gather up all the members of his own closely knit group. Rick knew that very few words needed to be said right now, and he actually owed the Governor a huge favor because Philip's group had kept the Prison safe while Rick's people left to fight a war of their own. The Wolves had invaded Georgia and murdered numerous innocent civilians who were trying to reach the relative safety of the Prison, all in an attempt to lure Rick's group out so they could slaughter everyone else inside the compound before completely destroying it. However, the Governor had utterly ruined those plans by using his fighters to defend Rick's place from harm, and after many Wolves were killed the rest quickly fled in terror but were all caught in a truly vicious ambush by Rick's returning group, so between both heroic forces the Wolves stood absolutely no chance whatsoever. This time Rick had snapped like never before as he slowly tortured then killed several Wolves who tried to surrender, so in many ways he and the Governor had far more in common than most people thought. Now Rick would be returning the favor as Philip's people left to attack Terminus, so the next morning Philip and his male and female soldiers departed from Woodbury, eventually reaching an area which was located nearby, but not too close to Terminus. He had a clear goal in mind and after going over strategy with Merle, Martinez, and Rebecca they all came to an agreement regarding what to do next, but this battle might not go exactly as planned but that's where Rick came in, because his group was ready to confront any of Gareth's survivors who might attack Woodbury out of revenge. However, rather than openly assaulting Terminus with his soldiers the Governor had one very nasty little trick up his sleeve, because he no doubt planned on using all fifteen Woodbury prisoners to do the dirty work first, before making any further moves in this upcoming battle for ultimate supremacy. Philip then spoke in a loud, harsh tone because he was clearly not in the mood to play nice today. "Alright you f***ing a**holes, get going or you'll be the first ones to die! Now move on out because Mister Gareth and company are expecting you pathetic pieces of sh*t!"The cold blooded murderers and thoroughly disgusting rapists wanted to rebel against the Governor just then, but they knew that some of his soldiers also had silencers on their weapons, which meant every single one of them would be shot dead without Terminus even hearing it either, so they glared at everyone before making their way forward to almost certain death. Armed with simple and crude weapons, for the most part their job was to provide a greatly needed distraction while the Governor got ready to unleash carnage and destruction upon Gareth's people. Martinez positioned the tank far back enough to not be easily seen even from a distance, while the convicts began literally running for their lives as the battle between Woodbury and Terminus now commenced.Philip snickered because there was always that one a**hole who couldn't f***ing follow orders no matter what, so after the cowardly prisoner turned and started running back to where the Governor and company stood, the Woodbury leader simply grabbed a 12 gauge shotgun before proceeding to blow yet another convict's head off, splattering gore and brain matter everywhere while the attack on Terminus continued."Alright, fire that goddamn tank and let's wake Gareth up right now!"Martinez quickly nodded then got inside the heavily armored vehicle and began firing at only certain Terminus buildings, ones which were of strategic importance because Philip already knew from his scouts where Gareth's fighters resided, so there honestly was no need to waste valuable ammunition by destroying everything in sight. Most of the other fourteen Woodbury prisoners were quickly slaughtered by Gareth and his people, yet a few made it to the inside of Terminus and managed to kill several fighters before they too, became human swiss cheese as hundreds of bullets literally tore them apart right then and there. Between the convicts attacking and the tank firing multiple rounds upon the rather large compound, this in turn gave Philip enough time to begin his main assault as everyone else rapidly moved forward, yet Gareth was not about to go down without a very serious fight, because the sudden explosions all around the Governor's soldiers meant that some truly nasty rigged bombs had suddenly gone off, killing and wounding several Woodbury warriors while also buying Gareth precious time as well. Philip cursed out loud but now he saw another opportunity to at last win the day, so he and half a dozen others ran over to the train car doors and opened them, while his tank continued firing at the high walls in order to take out Gareth's snipers. Using weapons gathered from the dead Terminus people, the Governor then took a huge risk by quickly going inside each train car, reassuring the frightened and nervous captives that he meant them no harm whatsoever, because he was here to rescue them and they could also take these guns and join him in the fight, which a dozen of the twenty people agreed to do at once. These terrified men and women somehow trusted Philip because they had nothing to lose, and at the very least they'd been saved from becoming Gareth's next victims, so they joined the Governor as he kept up the pressure on Terminus. Gareth's rigged explosives had been a very effective counter to Philip's massive tank, thus more or less evening the playing field between these two determined groups of combatants. Suddenly another powerful explosion destroyed the tank while also wounding Martinez, but as he exited the burning vehicle one of Gareth's snipers blew his brains out with a well placed head shot, which now left only Merle and Rebecca in charge under the Governor. Revenge for the brave and fallen Caesar Martinez came swiftly however, as Gareth's mother Mary was brutally disemboweled by Rebecca's long and sharp butcher knife, as the young female gutted her alive while also pulling out Mary's intestines for good measure. Meanwhile the Governor and those recently freed train car prisoners attacked from the left, as everyone else moved in from the right which no doubt tightened the noose around Gareth's neck, yet this vile and cowardly young man willingly sacrificed more than a few of his own people in order to escape through the nearby woods, by using those fellow cannibals as human shields until most were shot to death, although several others followed him as they also escaped as well. Gareth's brother Alex was then shot in the back by a remorseless and vindictive Governor, before being dismembered alive as Philip began chopping the helpless man up with an ax, easily severing body parts until finally decapitating Alex with one final swing of the weapon. Rebecca's speed and extremely violent nature proved fatal for many Terminus fighters, which meant that this abused and traumatized female had done a considerable amount of damage on her own, thus proving to be one of the Governor's top soldiers and someone he greatly admired and respected. All reanimated corpses were quickly put down by the surviving Woodbury fighters, but this also gave Gareth and the other human flesh eaters who followed him more time to get away, yet after everything was over Woodbury had indeed emerged victorious. Fifty of the sixty Terminus cannibals were now dead, while the rest fled into the woods and ten of the sixty Woodbury soldiers had died during battle, but another ten were injured including Merle Dixon. All fifteen Woodbury prisoners were massacred as well, in addition to ten of the twenty Terminus train car captives perishing during the vicious and brutal fight. The cost of victory had definitely been high indeed, because were it not for those convicts and poor Terminus captives assisting the Governor during battle, surely many more Woodbury people would have been killed or injured. Philip decided to hold up for awhile before pursuing Gareth any further, because there was no reason to get in any hurry right now, and besides his injured people needed medical attention and also some well deserved rest for sure. Rebecca stood alone amidst the seemingly countless butchered corpses, basking in all the carnage which had just happened as she looked down upon her own blood covered body, and the indescribable feeling of extreme satisfaction she now felt was something which would no doubt foreshadow future events, because this fiercely determined young woman knew that things were not over between her and Gareth, but perhaps Rebecca's ever increasing lust for blood meant that she wasn't a completely normal human after all.

Rebecca Chambers (TWD)

09/30/2020 03:11 PM 

Woodbury vs. Terminus (Prelude)
Current mood:  enraged

Rebecca didn't know it just yet, but she was now the very first human who had actually become immune to the much dreaded walker virus, however at the same time this did not come without a price either, due to another sickness taking its place without her even realizing the drastic changes until it was far too late. The sanguine virus would eventually overtake Rebecca's formerly normal human body, giving her incredible strength along with other abilities greatly beyond the range of anything ever experienced by people in general, yet also forcing her to consume vast quantities of blood in order to survive in this cruel and unforgiving world, for she was not invincible and could most certainly perish as well, but thankfully her strong mental prowess and high moral code of honor meant that she would never abuse said powers by murdering those who were innocent. Only the guilty deserved such harsh punishment for their evil crimes committed against humanity, yet first she had to survive being held prisoner in the less than pleasant confines of a Terminus train car, while Gareth sadistically, yet also calmly began executing people in cold blood, and her unfortunate parents would soon be the next ones to die. Should Rebecca somehow manage to escape, then perhaps there would still be hope for humanity after all, and the tide would finally be turned against not only walkers, but also wicked people who sought nothing less than the complete destruction of whatever peace still remained in society.Rebecca Chambers had barely managed to escape being horribly butchered at the hands of the demented Gareth and his equally insane people at Terminus, but before that happened she was forced to watch her parents being bled out while slowly getting their throats sliced wide open as well. A dozen others suffered the same fate in order to provide these wretched cannibals with fresh human meat for consumption, yet Gareth made one mistake by forcing Rebecca to watch while he held her at gunpoint, because she was the youngest captive and he wanted to inflict as much mental trauma on her as possible, before saving her for the last victim. However, she instead began running away which caused him to curse out loud, and even though he could have shot her dead on the spot, in his twisted and warped mind her meat was the freshest out of them all, and by shooting her with bullets it would have ruined the sweet taste of delicious flesh. Gareth was not too worried about the situation though, and he even told his guards to hold off following her for just a little while longer. Several of them protested but he simply smiled before speaking in a calm and almost bored voice."Don't worry, everything's just fine. Besides, I haven't played this little game in quite some time. Sure why not? Let's give her maybe an hour or so, then you two go hunt the stupid bitch down and bring her back to me. She's just a kid and also, there's no help around for many miles either, so we'll let her sweat it out for a bit but soon enough, she'll be carved up then served to all of us on our dinner table." Gareth had far more important things to do than worry about some teenager getting away right now, and as he watched so many dead people being dismembered with great efficiency by his fellow male and female cannibals, he made sure everything went smoothly but finally those two trackers were sent out to find Rebecca. These were his best men whenever it came to finding and returning human prey, so if those damn walkers didn't get her then she was as good as his after all was said and done. Philip Blake could be mentally disturbed and highly unstable at times, but when it came to knowing right from wrong his head was always completely clear no matter what, and such was the case right now because two Terminus hunters had just been captured by the Governor's vigilante fighters, and needless to say they would never make it back to see Gareth again. Rebecca had came across these Woodbury residents less than an hour ago, and despite being extremely scared and highly upset to say the least, this brave young woman managed to tell everyone what happened to her and those other unfortunate people, so it was no surprise that zero mercy would be shown the moment Gareth's thugs fell into the wrong hands. The Governor's soldiers all turned their backs on them and that even included Philip too, because they were utterly disgusted by these completely worthless people and also, they wanted to stand guard while Rebecca Chambers exacted her violent revenge. Wrists and ankles tightly bound together by rope, it was now payback time as the first man's eyes became wide with fear, for already Rebecca had a blowtorch in hand and she wasted no time in using it on this heinous excuse for a human being. The man's screams fell upon deaf and uncaring ears, as private parts and other areas of his body were burned beyond recognition by this now cold and remorseless female. Rebecca continued to slowly melt flesh from bone as her victim puked while also vomiting blood all over the place, until finally death arrived after even more torture continued for what seemed like an eternity. She then smiled evilly while steadily approaching the second man, and he had very good reason to be frightened because the Governor's people had many kinds of wicked and dangerous weapons, such as this blowtorch which Rebecca absolutely enjoyed wielding and would not hesitate to use again. "No no lady, please God please! Please don't kill me! Wait, you're that Governor guy right? Listen, I'm sorry! So truly sorry for also killing your people too! We didn't meant to but well, you know, Gareth doesn't care who he murders in cold blood!"Now it was Philip Blake's turn to become extremely upset just then, because he'd indeed been missing several Woodbury citizens after they'd mysteriously disappeared from town awhile back, and upon seeing his highly agitated state of mind Rebecca knew that he now felt her pain too. These people were family to him and she truly felt sorry for poor Philip, so this time it was she who turned her back on the second captive because the Governor deserved some much needed revenge of his own. He glared at the pleading Terminus resident who continued begging for forgiveness, but soon those pitiful cries turned into screams as Philip began slowly and methodically shooting the man with his .44 magnum revolver. The torture continued as the victim's legs and arms were struck one at a time by four separate bullets, while the fifth one destroyed the whimpering male's penis and testicles, causing him to vomit and also puke blood before Philip raised the gun into the air, squeezing the last shot off as he fiendishly smiled at the vile cannibal."Silly me, looks like I wasted a bullet there. Was going to blow your f***ing brains out, but I've got a much better idea. Merle? Where's that damn hacksaw? Oh thank you my good sir!"Merle smiled sadistically as he handed the Governor the sharp and deadly weapon, which the Woodbury leader quickly proceeded to use as he began cutting the already dying man's head off, sawing through flesh and bone while blood and gore splattered everywhere until finally, decapitation was at last complete before Philip slowly stood back up again."After what those goddamn bastards done to poor Rebecca's parents, along with everyone else they butchered like animals, including some of my own people too, no mercy shall be shown and I'll not rest until every last one of them are dead! We go back to Woodbury and gather up all our soldiers, then bring the tank along with us and we hit Terminus hard and fast! Nothing less than the total annihilation of Gareth and his people will do, so we go in and kill them all! Anyone tries to surrender, we torture then skin them alive before cutting their f***ing heads off!"No one had ever seen the Governor this angry and upset before, but his male and female fighters cheered wildly and applauded him after hearing such a powerful and intense speech like that, and soon enough Terminus would become a f***ing bloodbath of utter carnage and savage butchery.

Bacon Bit

09/10/2020 12:48 PM 

Drabbles

Prompt Word Autumn Drabble:Ethan Machado left art store and out into the brisk fall air of town. His earthy hues took in the sights of the town transition into his favorite time of year. Autumn meant a lot of things, one of which was the changing of the leaves. It was such a simple thing that brought a smile to Ethan’s lips. Ever since their dad died young Ethan and Maya took a weekend trip with their mother up North to an apple cider mill. Despite going every year they took the same tour through the cider mill the crisp smell of apples being cut, prepped and mashed for the cider, leading into the home bakery of the mill. A mixture of apples, cinnamon and sugar and pumpkin spice filled his nostrils even as he stood here thinking about it.  The trip would always end with them each picking out four pumpkins, one of each of them carve and one in the memory of their father.He shook his head getting lost in the thoughts, it always happened this time of year. He wandered around to the bench outside the small art shop and sat there. He opened up his sketch book as he looked around. Along with the beautiful sight of the trees changing sending him down a nostalgic road he saw the signs of the town’s next big festival. When he first arrived he thought the idea of a small town with so many celebrations like this harvest festival and the founders day celebration, all of it seemed cliché and boring. However he grew excited to see the orange and red banners all over town with talk of who would be this years Mystic Falls Harvest queen. The town square packed with people in the brisk fall weather in line for fresh baked Apple and Pumpkin pies from the local bakery.All of this and yet Ethan found himself still excited for another thing coming up. Football, despite being side lined by the injury, nothing says Autumn is here like a great game of football. He could still feel the excitement of his heart pounding when he had the ball running, with the sharp autumn wind kissing his face. The electric spark in the air from the roar of the crowd and  of course the best part of football in the fall was bonfires. Even as a boy before he even played football, late autumn nights in front of a bonfire filled his head with happy memories.The smell of burning wood in the afterglow of a dying day was like no other. The thought was so clear Ethan could almost smell it now. Tossing old pieces of wood, and kindling into the fire to keep it going. Sipping warm hot chocolate that felt like the miniature marshmallows stuck to your side keeping the warmth raging in your chest. The slight tickle of the hairs on the back of your hand as you gather around to try and scare each other with scary stories. The ground littered with the magnificent natural beauty of change and transition. The dim green changing to light yellow and deeper oranges in the fire glow. As he sat there thinking Ethan found his hand began to move drawing from his heart. The sketch pad no longer break as it showed a scene of the memory of his father the year before he passed over seas. As he sketched the scene he sketched himself and his sister playing tag football in the backyard. He opened his pack and proceeded to add color but not to it all. He colored the grass a dim green, and the leaves on the tree of the backyard a rainbow of mid-September colors from dying green to dim yellows, a bright passionate orange and a deep red. His hands worked it over until it was finished. He smiled at his work pleased about it and shut the sketch. His mind wandering made him want one of those hot chocolates he had just been thinking about. Sure not the same from a Starbucks, they could never capture the wimsy of how his father would make them but he could add in his own.Sketch pad stuffed firmly back into the forest green pack he wandered off down the street to the near starbucks. Thankfully not having to wait in line too long he had the order in hand. He sat down and took a sip. A strong sweet chocolate and masrshamallow taste met his lips but it missed something. Every fall they would make these hot chocolates and top the top with the miniature sticky treats everyone adored but his dad had two secret ingedients. One was a pinch of pure cinnamon it made the chocolate stand out proudly and stronger and the last was to stir it together with a candy cane. It was this tradition why he now kept a stash of the peppermint treat year round for when he did have hot chocolate at the house. He sipped again wishing this was half as good as his fathers but it still made him smile. He moved to leave when he came face to face with another, Hope Mikaelson.“Hey….. Long time no see.” He added with a soft smile forming his lips.She nodded. “Yeah……. I see your arm is better….. ummmm Actually I saw you come inside and was hoping you was willing to help. I love these crazy small town celebrations, makes me think of New Orleans and my family, I was hoping you would come help with some signs to make. It seems some people in town does not appreciate it as much as I do and trashed a bunch, ypou free to help?”Ethan agreed and followed her from the Starbucks and down the street to where she was with a small group of others. Some he recognized from the Boarding School they went to, the tall curly haired one he thought was named Landon, the others he did not know and what shocked them was they were seemingly working with and without fighting a group of kids from Mystic Falls high. “Well what magic was used to make this happen.” He joked.He sat down next to Hope who handed him a large pure white poster board with some [aint to get to working on it. “Nothing fancy just the name of the festival and time and place. We have a good amount done but we need a few more for the town square.”Ethan went to work his hands moved like they hand a mind of their own. He wrote out the words for the display he needed but proceeded to add more. His eyes lingered on the ground of the bright orange and brunched up red tree leaves near them. He painted them as vivid as he could to match it, and scattered them along the sign as he painted to make it look like the leaves were in fact cascading down from the tops of trees just out of sight to blanet the ground with the coming change that soon would be upon them,Soon he had several posters all similar in look with different colored and shaped leaves along it. Making it stand out like a scene from a park in the middle of October. He looked up and smiled. “This is rather fun. Maybe I will actually come to this one.” He teased and nodded as he went to work on another, drawing more inspiration from his favorite season of all time. 

fallen r i p p e r.

09/29/2020 11:57 PM 

law and disorder.

the smallest guidelines I've ever written... barely guidelines. do yourself a favor and just briefly skim. only enough to know that I utterly detest wasting time. - my Stefan is a ripper. what does this mean? he is often callous, brash, uncaring. there are few that he cares about, but this doesn't mean he will put them first. humanity switch is broken and electricity is fried--it isn't going to be restored.- unfortunately, I am as fickle as they come. my interests ebb and flow like the ocean tide. with that said, I may be infatuated with your character for all of 5 minutes before I change my mind about you. the writer apologizes, but Stefan won’t so stop waiting around for it. understanding this for what it is will make things a hell of a lot easier for you.- this is hard for some to digest, but I’ll say it anyway: I roleplay in FIRST person, sometimes THIRD. It is entirely dependent on my mood, my mindset; if I am knee-deep in my character's noggin. it ain't that hard to grasp. - should Stefan bed you, that's all it is. he has his humanity off. he doesn't care about the day you had, nor how many times you cried watching the latest episode of 'this is us'. - don't piss on me with your territory.- tread as if at any moment I will rip your heart out because I just might.- quality over quantity as always. I give what I get typically.   that's it. enjoy.

Caspian

09/29/2020 09:25 PM 

owes

I owe:Flynn reply 9/28Hexley starterJayne starterOwes me:Daiza, reply, 09/30

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