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Lexie M. Norwood, Sheriff Location: Pichetbury Outskirts Interactions: @EMIYAman @Uncle Sam @Ennuis @dragonsfire Lexie simply rolled her eyes at the Ferox and drawled out, “Which is what we’re gettin’ paid fer yes, buh it ain’t helpin. Helpin’ from doin’ things they ain’t whistlin’ Vira for.”...

Lexie M. Norwood, Sheriff Location: Pichetbury Outskirts Interactions: @EMIYAman @Uncle Sam “What?” Lex responded as she continued to hear muffled murmurs from the masked man. Lexie placed the pig down fully on the dirt below, as it still squealed annoyed but it firmly accepted it was not going...

Lexie M. Norwood, Sheriff Location: Pichetbury Outskirts Interactions: @Uncle Sam Walking through at a brisk pace through the damaged fields, Lexie M Norwood’s focus was on the pig. It was always right to return property, especially cattle, to those who went and lost it. And it was not like she...

Lexie M. Norwood, Sheriff Location: Pastural Outskirts of Pichetbury “Woo-oooah thar.” drawled out Lexie M. Norwood as she took stock of the scene. The nearby plains, which in usual circumstances would’ve been idyllic sections of soft rolling hills, vibrant grass-lands with many a species of...

GVBS-D032 aka Scott Location: Mess Hall “Signs indicate you are not a collector.” GVBS-D032 noted as he took another sip of water as his gaze shifted towards the tendril-ridden xenoterrestrial. “A necessary key to collections is the availability of storage space for said collection...

“Oh.” GVBS-D032 remarked, idly glancing at the spork before swiveling on the bench to reposition himself to glance at Weiss. It wasn’t much of a response besides a noting that Weiss was indeed there. This was then followed by a glance towards the slaver alien and the slave, in order to...

"Fun is inconsequential." Scott noted as he once again began to finish up his hash from his tray. Swallowing the last few bites, he proceeded to lay his spork down in a horizontal fashion the center of it. "All that matters is the cause and devoting yourself to the fulfillment of it no matter...

GVBS-D032 decided to let his spork stay in the chunks that constituted the hash. Placing his right palm on the table, idly watching as the spork began to slide down and flop into the hash proper, Scott turned to face Zyto and his multiple of rations with a bit of a sneer. Sure they had enough...

GVBS-D032, abbreviated to D032 for expediency's sake while also given the moniker 'Scott' for more informal and quicker declarations, was currently sitting in the mess hall. Well it was safer to say that he was sitting at a table in the mess-hall. He sat in relative silence, compared to the...

Oscar Hallward: Act I, Scene IV – The HMS Backburner, the Night Before Downtown: glitz, glamour and many a precinct of police existed down in that industrialized, chic and cosmopolitan section of a city. But here, in this particular downtown, there was an even better secret lurking underground...

“I don’t run away like a little weenie.” Rachel tacitly responded to Alaric, bearing her teeth as she stared down at the scruffy looking boy. "I fight. Fleeing is for chumps like you who can't stick it out to survive and learn the lessons from defeat." The snake-mutant idly checked her nails yet...

Rachel De La Fuente - The Fires of Friendship While Paria was giggling happily, the snake-mutant was rolling her shoulders around in a red track-suit top and bottom layer for a good chunk of the tail. Night was always a poor time for snakes without the nice sun to bask in and warm up and...

Rachel De La Fuente – VICTORY!! Rachel De La Fuente ran a gambit, albeit a very small gambit of emotions during the exchange. The first of which was nervousness as Shoelace of Binding was supposedly declared illegal, but fortunately it regained its status last week – which relieved that concern...

Rachel De La Fuente - The Fields of Valor Rachel's enthusiasm about challenging these nefarious ne'er-do-wells, these tactical minds of war, and helping a fellow abomination was being put to its limits. While she started off grinning, her tail coiled and ready, as the slime accepted the offer...

Rachel De La Fuente “Huh.” Rachel De La Fuente swore she could’ve saw a twinkle, a glimmer in the sky. It was that cartoon-y sort of shenanigans you knew you had to chase, much like following a rainbow to find the leprechaun and mug him for his cauldron of smoldering gold. She held out one of...

Rachel De La Fuente - Anime Booth “Uura-Uua-” Rachel began heaving as soon as those words were uttered. The incantation of an ancient series, the easily detectable tone of excitement lead to a nefarious spell of sorts. “Uuuuglaaaaa!” the snake-mutant regurgitated a foul liquid with chunks of...

Scene 2, Oscar Hallward “Nonsense, many young men grow out their hair.” Oscar remarked. “Samson, many ancient tribes of warriors, HBK and so on and so forth. A man takes care of his hair, especially when keeping it long.” While that fact was indeed true, there were however tidbits that didn’t...

Oscar Hallward - Scene 2, Highland Club Festival "Ha ha ha aaah. Oof sorreh for that." He reached behind his head and began rubbing his hand against his hair. Plastered against his face was a rather large smile of embarrassment, alongside further scratching the back of his neck. Oscar slowly...

Rachel De La Fuente The one task was firmly accomplished. The snake-woman did mark her new territory, and now she had all six hands freely available without any concern for luggage. Was it scattered about in an undignified manner? Yes, it absolutely was. Did Rachel take much consideration in...

Rachel De La Fuente Well obviously. Rachel was indeed a monster, it was clear at looking at her. There would always be freaks existing and more often than not they would be used by the less freakish. No matter where you were there was always a bile fascination with those that were different...