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[asktirimor]

"Like I said, I would rather us just scout the place out first. We have no idea what exactly is there and I would rather know what exactly we are heading into first then going in blindly. Who knows what Darkstar has done to the place." As they sat around waiting for the truck to fill up, he did feel there was a presence around. Soon enough pairs of lichfire eyes showed up around the area, the undead soon appearing from the shadows. However, they were also backed up by beings made from pure darkness that looked like mages. “Acolytes, careful they can use dark magic to imitate elemental magic like fire.”

It had been two days after Extermination Day and William still hadn't moved from the couch where they put them. He looked back to him and then to Lorraine, a look of worry on his face. "Eversince we dealt with those blood copies, he hasn't moved from that spot when he left him there."

“Well I’ve tried to go back to the books. There nothing that says how to heal wounds or sickness related to Sludge.”

(She then showed him all of her research, it was mostly scraps)

[asktirimor]

He was wearing a light grey hooded trench coat and pants, a white t-shirt, and also white and grey shoes. He also had a silver chain necklace around his neck, the pendant a three pronged crown that was half white and black. He had grey spiked hair and his irises were silver and he looked rather youthful. "Well, I would be a hypocrite myself if I didn't believe that redemption is possible. Thing is even if someone is willing to change and redeem themselves it can be a long road that takes effort. Even there are those not even willing to try and shouldn't be forced, and others who are just beyond it due to their acts."

"The main issue of how one is Redeemed isn't so clear cut. Every person is different, so there can be different roads to redemption. This "Sir Pentious" willingly put himself in danger and sacrificed himself to protect those he loved during that fateful Extermination Day. He was redeemed through this selfless act of self sacrifice." (Sera)

" Think of ones soul like a weighing scale on one end you have the sins committed and the other side is your soul. If your sins weigh more than your soul does you are entrapped and sent down to hell. If you manage to do something that shifts the balance you can become reborn. But it's hard to believe too because not all beings are deserving of a chance of redemption. Though there are numerous ways for a soul to attempt to redeem themselves it doesn't always mean it would become reality. Giving people false expectations will only damage their psyche and self worth.. I do not know fully of how the snake was redeemed even if I'm being told words are much less reliable than seeing a act."

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"Just a few pushes more I can see them arriving." He wondered what gender this one would be as they were not counted. Would they be another son, or would he now have two daughters?

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

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He would debate that, considering the Carmine's make very high quality weaponry with the angelic steel they get. Worth every gold piece for those willing and able to buy them. However as of now there was more pressing matters. He decided to be more set up for close quarters, grabbing first a 1911 that was silenced and a few mags. Though he also grabbed a Winchester Model 1897 that someone had sawn the stock off and made into a pistol grip. The barrel stopped at the rail for the pump, and the insides were fucked around with so it also could be used in automatic and could take magazines. "This one is clearly designed to be concealable, but still be able to send a lot of buckshot down a hallway. I didn't have plans to get into a fight today, but good we are still covering that eventuality."

It had been two days after Extermination Day and William still hadn't moved from the couch where they put them. He looked back to him and then to Lorraine, a look of worry on his face. "Eversince we dealt with those blood copies, he hasn't moved from that spot when he left him there."

“Well I’ve tried to go back to the books. There nothing that says how to heal wounds or sickness related to Sludge.”

(She then showed him all of her research, it was mostly scraps)

[asktirimor]

"I think we can come up with something that would allow us to blend in." After a few hours he did return. Wearing grey combat boots, light grey jeans that looked rather worn and the cuffs sagged on the boots. He also wore some grey working gloves, a white long sleeved shirt that was covered in grime and oil. On top of all that he wore a light grey hooded jean vest that looked rather worn. It was as about as close to "redneck" as he was going to get.

It had been two days after Extermination Day and William still hadn't moved from the couch where they put them. He looked back to him and then to Lorraine, a look of worry on his face. "Eversince we dealt with those blood copies, he hasn't moved from that spot when he left him there."

“Well I’ve tried to go back to the books. There nothing that says how to heal wounds or sickness related to Sludge.”

(She then showed him all of her research, it was mostly scraps)

[asktirimor]

"Come on you got this Emily. Just breathe calmly and push when you feel you need to." He did see she was a pit stressed and was trying to calm her down.

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

"Teeth huh, not going to ask why you need them as that's none of my business. Though I will accept this challenge and head out towards the east." Killing monsters was a specialty of his and so he was sure it wouldn't take long to get this task completed.

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The icy winds of Heresy blew hard. Like frosted knives over the exposed skin, they whipped up from the icy void below. The sky had been dotted with faint, false stars, but the clouds took over and cast everything in darkness. Spare for the brief flash of green lightning giving a dim brightness below.

The abandoned city, unnamed, uninhabited, and empty laid in an incomplete state. Buildings meant to be constructed had only bare bones and foundations. Not even wild weeds or plants grew there, only cold stone. And what was more was that even in the ever present darkness, they lived in the shadow of something even greater.

The Tower of Heresy.

[asktirimor]

"It also helps that you are so light foot most of them just don't activate at all." He smirked, finally getting through the area. "Alright, so what exactly is next?"

Open Fandom RP (to all fandoms)

Tristana, a Yordle Gunner is seen upgrading her new weapons. She was looking forward to this since your muse (friend/boyfriend/girlfriend) bought her some new equipment. Stuff she can use to put together a new kind of weapon. One she was eager to try out.

She worked hard on the new gun while waiting for your muse to come by. She asked them to bring her something to use as a target for her to try out her new gun on.

"Okay. I just need to tighten this here a bit more...and...then...we're almost...done..." said Tristana as she keeps on tightening on the gun, before seeing its finally finished and smiled softly. "Yes! Its ready! Now I need to get that target ready to try this out on."

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“You mean to tell me there was a third one? We only really prepared for twins, not triplets.” He actually started to look around for another blanket.

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

Like before he took care of thier daughter, making sure she was clean. Once wrapped with a blanket and setting her next to her brother he sighs out of relief. He leaning against a table a bit “Well it took some grueling hours, but both of them are finally here.”

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

“I can see her dear we just need one more push.” He was prepared to gently catch thier daughter.

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

“Alright take a bit of a breather but she is almost here. Just need one more push dear.”

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

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He nods at Emily and was already prepared to catch their daughter. The blanket already in his hands. "Alright Emily, it should take one more push or two."

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

"It's a boy, our baby boy." He smiled, a look of genuine care on his face. He took care of their son, making sure he was cleaned and such as he waited for their daughter to come next. "Welcome to the world, we are sure that there is a bright future ahead. Both for you and your sister."

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

"Still got the rest of them to get out, but they do look wonderful." Of course, he was prepared to deal with handing their child. Making sure he would have them secured before the second also came into the world.

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"

[asktirimor]

"I basically see a top of a head. So one of our children is close to being born. You just need to keep taking even breaths." He smiles at her in comfort.

The seraphim had her hands on her lower back, arching it as she tried to balance her swollen middle. Emily was now in the final trimester of her pregnancy, the twins sitting heavily within her. She waddled her way into the living room, letting out a heavy huff as she eased onto the sofa. A small moan escaped her lips, her hands running over her belly as she murmured, "It won't be long now, you two feel like you're about ready to make your debut."

A sudden change in her womb caused her to gasp, her hand immediately grasping her lower belly.

It happened.

Her belly had dropped.

An enormous cramp caused her to moan, her middle contracting as Emily began to slowly lay on her back. Her fingers ran over her tightened belly, instinctively parting her legs as she began to take deep breaths to sooth the pain. Labor was starting to commence, knowing her waters would soon break, and that the process would take some time. Another contraction racked her heaving belly, her voice cracking as she cried out, "T-Tirimor! H-help me!"

He heard her and went right over to her. Though seeing she was about to go into labor it was basically an all hands on deck situation. Of course he called pretty much everyone that could help. However he was unsure of if they should keep the birth at the hotel. "I don't really know what to do Charlie should we call a doctor over to the hotel?"