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Whether Morgan wanted to admit it or not, she knew damn well the idea of being aware so close to the holidays really did disappoint her — but she was fairly sure Warren would catch shit for it if some strangers showed up to help Alex out. Morgan sighed and shrugged when he mentioned not taking...

For one brief moment, it was tempting. It was tempting to stay there, to promise she wouldn’t go anywhere, to promise she’d rather be with him… but after ages of fighting and butting heads and not being sure what Warren thought of her, she couldn’t risk that. Not that there was much...

Morgan stiffened and froze when the lights dropped and the dark slammed down over her again. Her heart picked up in her chest a second time. Warren’s voice crackled through on the radio, though, and she stayed still. “I’ll be right here,” she told him quietly. It was hellishly hard to try to...

Morgan whipped her head up when Warren spoke. It did a little to make her feel better, just seeing him. It didn’t help the tension in her shoulders or the way her skin prickled, though. She nodded reluctantly. “It was,” she answered. “I am. Alex is working this case…” She trailed off and looked...

Morgan had to bite back the argument that instantly found its way into her mouth: She couldn't leave, what if something happened? What if it separated them -- what if it cut the breaker? What if she was stuck in the dark? She couldn't ask any of that, though. She just set her jaw, drew a sharp...

The first call hadn't been that unusual. Alex Rhodes had never once in all his years working turned down a tough case, and he wasn't about to start on that first day: Three weeks before christmas, on December second, it was brought to him that a woman by the name of Rae Bauer was missing. Brown...

Morgan jumped and whipped around, too, but the grinding was much louder in her headphones than it might’ve been for Warren. She stayed still for a few long moments, but in those heartbeats, there was no sound to hear except the deafening, artificial silence of her headset and Warren’s muffled...

Morgan nodded when Warren assured her he already had the temp gun, and she couldn't help but be a touch relieved that he didn't press her any about wanting to stay close. He had plenty of good reasons to want to, anyway, and she didn't want to argue against it -- not when she didn't particularly...

Hi I still draw sometimes actually, and I bought Rebelle 6 in the past several years Lo, Morgan be upon ye

Hello good people of RPN! Today, I have a specific vibe of game I’m looking for: Paranormal Sci-fi, for lack of a better descriptor. I’m looking for something in the vein of X-Files, Warehouse 13, and the like — cryptids, aliens, ghosts, the unexplained, all that good stuff. There’s all sorts...

Morgan hummed as Warren answered her and, as she walked in, she stuck close enough to his shoulder to almost be touching him. She scanned the room too, listening to him talk about the possibilities. It felt awfully morbid to think of drug overdoses and allergy flair-ups, and the idea of children...

I'm gonna be real with y'all, and this one might kinda be a hot take. Requiring a specific type of image (or image at all) for a character form. I do understand wanting a specific ~aesthetic~ to all your character profiles, but I've run into a few situations where I have a character I want to...

“I’ll criticize your salting habits if I want to.” Morgan’s answer came quick as she laid her head back on the seat and closed her eyes, still smiling. “You salt a room like you’re British.” She could joke all she wanted. She knew she enjoyed all the time she spent with Warren — usually...

Morgan smiled and nodded when Warren insisted on her bat staying a last resort. That was the plan. Besides, Warren was already grabbing his firearm anyway -- she would've argued if he didn't let her bring a weapon, too. She followed him out to the Chevelle and pat the seat of her motorcycle as...

He was pale enough that Morgan rarely missed it when Warren got color in his face. In this particular case, leaning against the wall and wrapping her bat, she couldn't help but feel a little smug about it, whether the reaction was her intention or not. She just liked it. Felt good, seeing...

Like nothing happened?? DID something happen??? I don't think anything happened what are you talking about-- When the door swung open, the heavy sound of boots thumped against the concrete of the Ghost Investigation "Bureau's" unfinished floors. She'd said more than once by then that she...

So: The season will be early fall, with the skiing season just barely starting with some early snow. As for the missing person… Hattie Baker is missing. She was in her last year of college studying wildlife biology, and came out to camp and get a feel for the location because she planned on...

Yes yes. Sorry. I do plan on coming back to this, but with recent events I've not been available. I'll come back to this and answer these questions here in the next day or so, promise!!

The Concept Crossing the Mississippi River leaves you in a completely different world than the one you came from. The West is many things, and "wild" is one of the milder things you could call it. Folklore comes back east all the time: Red demons, real ones, with spindly legs, indescribably...

Missing persons is a very viable reason for your character to join up... whether the officials want them to or not! It's totally acceptable for locals or tourists whose friends/family are missing to get involved and stuck in the investigation if you want. Ghost hunting is an entirely fair...