Vote tally - Alchemical Solutions [Worm/Exalted] Thread 23: We Wonder Where Who Wanders When Watchers Wane
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[X] Work With The PRT To Start Ciara's Parole Process
- Laurelin
- Sworl
- wingstrike96
- Nicklance
- uju32
- sainen
- Vyrexuviel
- jwolfe_beta
- Nor
- RoninSword
- wingnut2292
- DestinyPlayer
- Barnes
- Monotov
- Romv
- veekie
- Sapient_Ham
- Silently Watches
- Evil Atlas
- tryingtobewitty
- Absylon Quilby
- Funcio
- habrok
- StellarSeeker
- spudman
- No One
- Kaernetron
- FunkyEntropy
- Jinnt
- VNodosaurus
- Kenainath
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[X] EOA - 2XP - Craft (Drones ●●○)
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[X] FPoP - 3 XP - Mentor (Contessa) ●○○○○
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[X]WMS - 4 XP - Linguistics ●○○○○
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[X]WoRI - 2XP - Stealth (Completely Harmless ●○○)
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[X] Sirkalla's Focus For The Next Few Days: Fix Relationship With Kali
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[X] EOA - 6 XP - Ally (Armsmaster) ●●○○○
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[X] WoRI - 9 XP - Ally (Glaistig Uaine) ●●●○○
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[X]WMS - 2 XP - Ride (Like It's Stolen ●●○)
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[X]FPoP - 4XP - Medicine ●●○○○
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[X]WMS - 4 XP - Medicine ●○○○○
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[X]EOA - 4XP - Performance ●●●○○
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[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Bastard Son stepped out of the bathroom in the early morning light, towelling his hair vigorously as the steam billowed around him. He whistled as he turned to the mirror, slathering shaving cream on his face as he reached for his razor. Then stopped. On the mirror was finger-painted a message in the condensation: Seven days =^._.^= ∫ (61 words)
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[X] Aisha Heads For Philadelphia
-[X]STUNT: The duty officer tensed as the stunningly beautiful woman walked into the lobby of the building, trailed by the biggest godawful animal that he had ever seen. Cape, he thought to himself, a hand inching towards the panic button as he saw the ready squad subtly reorient towards her. She stopped in front of his desk with a brilliant smile "Guess Who's back?" (63 words)
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break In A Few Days
-[X]STUNT: Nostrils flaring in the cold air, Taylor stared down the length of the Calgary, Alberta ski run, resolutely ignoring the sneaked glances of the other late season skiers. "Dunno how I let you talk me into this" She muttered into her headset, adjusting her goggles. Dragon's low chuckle was her only reply. She exhaled sharply."Here goes nothing" And kicked off.(61 words)
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[X] WMS - 3 XP - Compassion ●●●○○
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[X] Aisha Heads For Missy
-[X] STUNT: Missy shrieks and falls backwards from her seat on the porch as, out of nowhere, an enormous silver panther slams down right in front of her, scattering the chickens she'd been feeding. "Get on, loser!" shouts the equally silver girl with a manic grin from atop the beast, "We're going shopping!"
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[X] Aisha Heads For Missy
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[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Emily resisted the urge to sigh and massage her temples as she stared at her Senior Agent-In-Charge. "Weaver brokered a truce with the Elite. During the concert. In Pittsburgh". Prayer's- Sirkalla's- foot twitched, then stilled, but her face remained impassive as she nodded. "I received an email this evening. Burner account. Dossiers,known associates, and hideouts, here and over the river."
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[X] Sirkalla's Focus For The Next Few Days: Keep Taylor Sane
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[X] WoRI - 6 XP - Ally (Glaistig Uaine) ●●○○○
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break Now
-[X]STUNT: Nostrils flaring in the cold air, Taylor stared down the length of the Calgary, Alberta ski run, resolutely ignoring the sneaked glances of the other late season skiers. "Dunno how I let you talk me into this" She muttered into her headset, adjusting her goggles. Dragon's low chuckle was her only reply. She exhaled sharply."Here goes nothing" And kicked off.(61 words)
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[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
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[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Emily resisted the urge to sigh and massage her temples as she stared at her Senior Agent-In-Charge. "Weaver brokered a truce with the Elite. During the concert. In Pittsburgh". Prayer's- Sirkalla's- foot twitched, then stilled, but her face remained impassive as she nodded. "I received an email this evening. Burner account. Dossiers,known associates, and hideouts, here and over the river."(63 words)
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[X]EOA - 3XP- Ally (Armsmaster) ●○○○○
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[X]WMS - 6 XP - Linguistics ●●○○○
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break Now
-[X]STUNT: Nostrils flaring in the cold air, Taylor stared down the length of the Calgary, Alberta ski run, resolutely ignoring the sneaked glances of the other late season skiers. "Dunno how I let you talk me into this" She muttered into her headset, adjusting her goggles. Dragon's low chuckle was her only reply. She exhaled sharply."Here goes nothing" And kicked off.
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break Now
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[X]WMS - 3 XP - Temperance ●●○○○
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break In A Few (9) Days
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break In A Few Days
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[X] Sirkalla's Focus For The Next Few Days: Take Down Ash Beast With Ned
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[X] FPoP - 9 XP - Mentor (Contessa) ●●●○○
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break Now
-[X]STUNT: "Oh Maker, why didn't I try this sooner?" Taylor's moans of appreciation are barely audible over the whir and hum of the large and impressive (dammit, Saki, not like that!) array of instruments worked their magic on her tired shoulders. Abstractly, she knew that the Solars had been brought down by outlandish decadence but here she could find no fault.
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break Now
-[X]STUNT: Nostrils flaring in the cold air, Taylor stared down the length of the Calgary, Alberta ski run, resolutely ignoring the sneaked glances of the other late season skiers. "Dunno how I let you talk me into this" She muttered into her headset, adjusting her goggles. Dragon's low chuckle was her only reply. She exhaled sharply."Here goes nothing" And kicked off.
[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Emily resisted the urge to sigh and massage her temples as she stared at her Senior Agent-In-Charge. "Weaver brokered a truce with the Elite. During the concert. In Pittsburgh". Prayer's- Sirkalla's- foot twitched, then stilled, but her face remained impassive as she nodded. "I received an email this evening. Burner account. Dossiers,known associates, and hideouts, here and over the river."
[X] Sirkalla's Focus For The Next Few Days: Fix Relationship With Kali
[X] Work With The PRT To Start Ciara's Parole Process
[X] Aisha Heads For Missy
-[X] STUNT: Missy shrieks and falls backwards from her seat on the porch as, out of nowhere, an enormous silver panther slams down right in front of her, scattering the chickens she'd been feeding. "Get on, loser!" shouts the equally silver girl with a manic grin from atop the beast, "We're going shopping!"
[X] EOA - 3 XP- Ally (Armsmaster) ●○○○○
[X] FPoP - 6 XP - Mentor (Contessa) ●●○○○
[X] WoRI - 6 XP - Ally (Glaistig Uaine) ●●○○○
[X] WMS - 3 XP - Compassion ●●●○○
[X] WMS - 4 XP - Linguistics ●○○○○
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[X]WMS - 3 XP - Linguistics ●○○○○
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[X] Aisha Heads For Philadelphia
-[X]STUNT: A brisk wind blew off the Delaware, ripping at the clothes of the figure standing on the tip of the spire of the Liberty Place skyscraper. She smiled wickedly. "Betcha I can make it from here." The earpiece in her ear squawked in increasing negation as her outfit rippled, transforming into a wingsuit. "Watch."And she jumped off the building.(61 words)
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break In A Few Days
-[X]STUNT: In the Library of Congress Taylor sat in a comfy couch, her legs curled beneath her. Taking a sip of hot tea from her thermos, she turned the page of her book. Piles of read books and too-be-read books surrounded her. A swarm clone told the Librarian of Congress "Thanks again for letting me use my powers in here."
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[X] FPoP - 2 XP - Occult (Authochthonian Prayers ●○○)
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[X]FPoP - 6 XP - Mentor (Contessa) ●●○○○
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[X] Aisha Heads For Philadelphia
-[X]STUNT: A brisk wind blew off the Delaware, ripping at the clothes of the figure standing on the tip of the spire of the Liberty Place skyscraper. She smiled wickedly. "Betcha I can make it from here." The earpiece in her ear squawked in increasing negation as her outfit rippled, transforming into a wingsuit. "Watch."And she jumped off the building.(61 words)
-[X]STUNT: The duty officer tensed as the stunningly beautiful woman walked into the lobby of the building, trailed by the biggest godawful animal that he had ever seen. Cape, he thought to himself, a hand inching towards the panic button as he saw the ready squad subtly reorient towards her. She stopped in front of his desk with a brilliant smile "Guess Who's back?" (63 words)
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[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Bastard Son stepped out of the bathroom in the early morning light, towelling his hair vigorously as the steam billowed around him. He whistled as he turned to the mirror, slathering shaving cream on his face as he reached for his razor. Then stopped. On the mirror was finger-painted a message in the condensation: Seven days =^._.^= ∫ (61 words)
-[X]STUNT: Emily resisted the urge to sigh and massage her temples as she stared at her Senior Agent-In-Charge. "Weaver brokered a truce with the Elite. During the concert. In Pittsburgh". Prayer's- Sirkalla's- foot twitched, then stilled, but her face remained impassive as she nodded. "I received an email this evening. Burner account. Dossiers,known associates, and hideouts, here and over the river."(63 words)
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[X] Aisha Heads For Philadelphia
-[X]STUNT: The duty officer tensed as the stunningly beautiful woman walked into the lobby of the building, trailed by the biggest godawful animal that he had ever seen. Cape, he thought to himself, a hand inching towards the panic button as he saw the ready squad subtly reorient towards her. She stopped in front of his desk with a brilliant smile "Guess Who's back?"
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break In A Few Days
-[X]STUNT: "Oh Maker, why didn't I try this sooner?" Taylor's moans of appreciation are barely audible over the whir and hum of the large and impressive (dammit, Saki, not like that!) array of instruments worked their magic on her tired shoulders. Abstractly, she knew that the Solars had been brought down by outlandish decadence but here she could find no fault.
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[X] Taylor Does Not Honor Her Deal With Bastard Son
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[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Bastard Son stepped out of the bathroom in the early morning light, toweling his hair vigorously as the steam billowed around him. He whistled as he turned to the mirror, slathering shaving cream on his face as he reached for his razor. Then stopped. On the mirror was finger-painted a message in the condensation: Seven days =^._.^=
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[X] Aisha Heads For Trouble
-[X]STUNT: "Why?" Valefor moans piteously as the pummeling continues. "I don't even know you!" "What a coincidence!" Aisha crowed, never ceasing in her beat-down of the Fallen cape. "I don't know who you are either!"
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[X] Taylor Takes A Break Now
-[X]STUNT: Nostrils flaring in the cold air, Taylor stared down the length of the Calgary, Alberta ski run, resolutely ignoring the sneaked glances of the other late season skiers. "Dunno how I let you talk me into this" She muttered into her headset, adjusting her goggles. Dragon's low chuckle was her only reply. She exhaled sharply."Here goes nothing" And kicked off.
[X] Taylor Honors Her Deal With Bastard Son
-[X]STUNT: Emily resisted the urge to sigh and massage her temples as she stared at her Senior Agent-In-Charge. "Weaver brokered a truce with the Elite. During the concert. In Pittsburgh". Prayer's- Sirkalla's- foot twitched, then stilled, but her face remained impassive as she nodded. "I received an email this evening. Burner account. Dossiers,known associates, and hideouts, here and over the river."
[X] Sirkalla's Focus For The Next Few Days: Fix Relationship With Kali
[X] Work With The PRT To Start Ciara's Parole Process
[X] Aisha Heads For Missy
-[X] STUNT: Missy shrieks and falls backwards from her seat on the porch as, out of nowhere, an enormous silver panther slams down right in front of her, scattering the chickens she'd been feeding. "Get on, loser!" shouts the equally silver girl with a manic grin from atop the beast, "We're going shopping!"
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[X] WMS - 3 XP - Valor ●●●●●
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[X] Work With The PRT To Start Ciara's Parole Process
[X] Aisha Heads For Philadelphia
-[X]STUNT: A brisk wind blew off the Delaware, ripping at the clothes of the figure standing on the tip of the spire of the Liberty Place skyscraper. She smiled wickedly. "Betcha I can make it from here." The earpiece in her ear squawked in increasing negation as her outfit rippled, transforming into a wingsuit. "Watch."And she jumped off the building.(61 words)
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