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  1. Mordecai

    Futuristic The Genesis Syndicate

    Location: Tempest Falls Group: NA Mood: Attempting to remain calm Panic is just a four letter word; that was all it was. Every time the feeling of her stomach hitting the spot between her feet occurred during the teleportation, as Ezra had teleported her numerous times, all she could think...
  2. Mordecai

    Futuristic The Genesis Syndicate

    Location: Haven Group: In the hoard Mood: Prepared Oh bother… she was wearing her best sandals. It was becoming quickly apparent that her best sandals were about to see a little bit of dirty work. She had heard about explosion and shuffled through the halls with the soft woosh of her...
  3. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    Polaris had never been much for sightseeing, thankfully their trip wasn’t about admiring medieval architecture through a lens of a camera and following up with ‘oohs’ and ‘aaahs.’ As the group began to move towards the entrance, Polaris reached back and gently took Fleur’s elbow, giving it a...
  4. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    More guns. Except this time, it wasn’t Eve angrily pointing it towards a wall, but a man Turin had, for a split second, believed he had recognized aiming it at his face. Fan-fucking-tatstic. That’s what I get for picking door number two, he thought bitterly to himself, though he hadn’t a second...
  5. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    With all the confusion—the gun being discharged and planting bullets into the wall, to the breakdown, to the confused bickering between people wanting to go, but no one wanting to know, Turin had had quite enough. These people meant nothing to him; they had been the people who had gotten him...
  6. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    There was a good reason Polaris hadn’t bought a Sudoku book for the long flight to European. The chief reason being he was no good at puzzles. He had been hired for demolitions and if they had a riddle about building structure, he might have been able to help. Glancing up at the castle, it...
  7. Mordecai

    Futuristic The Genesis Syndicate

    Location: Haven Group: Tourniquet Mood: Better than before After the hubbub in the lounge and with all the swirling emotions, Mina had snuck out before things took a dramatic turn for the worst. In her arm, there was a dangerous ache and her eyelids felt as though they had been strung with...
  8. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    It had been a long night, to say the least. Enna began to contemplate the depth of her life, wondering how she managed to get so caught up in so many unusual situations. What in her past life must she had done to warrant all the craziness in her current life? The thought was mind-boggling, but...
  9. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    Hurry up and wait, only to have to hurry up again. The flow of the evening had been anything but ideal, but stepping forward, yet remaining hung back towards Kaye, Turin’s cool eyes flicked across the crate as it was ripped apart and opened. Weapons—of all shapes, sizes, and tactical use. At...
  10. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Splat. Turin's eyes raised and he snorted a little as the blue-haired woman left a very crude present for him just a few inches from his feet. She was a charming woman, more spiteful than anyone he had ever met before and was probably the type to find it more...
  11. Mordecai

    Futuristic The Genesis Syndicate

    Location: Haven Medbay Group: Mathew, Charlie Mood: Helpful “Oh,” Mina laughed, a vibrant and full sound, “Ezra! Just when I was starting to miss you…” though the conversation quickly derailed to mentions of people in the infirmary and the young woman immediately straightened. Well, there...
  12. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. drip. Drip. Dripdrip. Fucking hell. At his side, Turin's fingers twitched nervously like he was playing a piano. Each brutal turn of Eve's fist was met with another wince of his handsome face. A sliver of black hair tumbled down his forehead and he tucked his eyes...
  13. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    This was an argument that Polaris had the rational to stay out of. That didn't mean he wasn't the fighting type, because he had plenty of fight in him, but considering he didn't have an artefact or know how in his possession, it was probably best for him to keep his mouth shut, which is exactly...
  14. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    Enna’s arms didn’t fall away from Maude for quite some time. Probably a bit longer than would have been socially appropriate, but given the situation, she didn’t think such a thing as wrapping up another lovely lady in a platonic embrace (half to keep her from flailing wildly towards an armed...
  15. Mordecai

    Futuristic The Genesis Syndicate

    Location: Haven Group: Meeting Hall Mood: Stable The funniest thing about being the resident healer? She could never heal herself, and that normally wasn’t a problem because she didn’t get to leave Haven very often. As she really had no use in combat, in defense, in anything besides wiggling...
  16. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    Watching as Gideon stepped out in front of her, putting himself between her and something she could not yet make out caused her some surprise. Her life had been one wild ride after the next: through college, through the foster system, through helping fake a girl's death, through offering medical...
  17. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    Turin was really damn sick of running. Running and jumping and having his heart want to beat out of his chest (it had the mechanics to do so, he was certain), but when Dylan coaxed him along with an encouragement, he just sighed and trotted behind her. The length of his limbs carried him...
  18. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    There was a general sense of dust hanging out in his nose, and a part of him began to wonder if part of that dust was old, dead, decaying man body dust and he immediately wrinkled his nose, swiping his hand below his nostrils, trying to breathe it all out but it was actually feeling like it had...
  19. Mordecai

    Realistic or Modern Atlantis: The Broken Continent

    “Oh, you poor little thing,” she cooed with a sly smirk edging the corner of her lips, her eyes fleetingly brushing over him as she got swept up into all the beauty that enclosed them. After as much as she had been through, she didn’t really care about any stupid clue. Well, maybe she should...
  20. Mordecai

    Futuristic T Ĥ Λ Ŀ Λ Ƨ Ƨ Λ

    Unable to keep her eyes on the pile of bodies, Dylan turned away with quick, vigorous steps. She stomped into the ground, her boots’ thumping steps underlining her mood. “Fuck… Fuck!” For once, she seemed to yearn for vocal expression, but, ironically, she now couldn’t find the words. Fanning at...
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