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Werewolf Berserker Tiber Loche	Werewolf Black Beast Caitlyn Darrow	Demon Behemoth Camille	Vampire Dark Embracer Elouise Warrock
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Jameson Orlav	07/27/18	Mr. Reid, You have something, or rather, someone that I want. I apologize for the informal nature of this letter, but I'm afraid my patience has run thin and you've found yourself caught in the crossfire. The purpose of this correspondence is to prepare you for my demands. Find yourself some privacy and arrange for negotiation. Whether or not you give me what I want is not in question, but rather, whether you'll give it up willingly. Regards, Jameson Orlav
Mackenzie	05/11/18	To: Reid Funeral Home From: Mackenzie.Brooks@Death.co.uk Subject: Services Mr. Reid, Do you offer unservices? Can your funeral home bring people back from the dead, just as much as it lays the dead to rest? Best, Mackenzie
Mackenzie	04/04/18	Sure. I can be reached at B-tchisgonnab-tch@death.co.uk.
Mackenzie	04/04/18	Do you have a website? I'd love to leave a review.
Amari Preston	04/04/18	Tucker Reid just failed at stealing money from you! Amari felt someone attempting to check her pockets. The cleric's gun slid down into her hand and she pointed it at his fingers. "Good try..." She pulled the trigger and a flag popped out. A sign said 'Better luck next time buddy!'
Mackenzie	02/23/18	To: Reid Funeral Home From: Mackenzie.Brooks@Sonder.org Subject: Memorial Service To Whom it May Concern: I am interested in a memorial service for my late brother, Daragh, in the hopes that he will rest in peace - and stay resting. Do you offer any packages that help to keep the dead, dead? -Mackenzie
Tiber Loche	02/05/18	Tucker I'm pretty exclusive to New York since I left L.A. Have you got somewhere to stay already?
Livia Vlcek	01/14/18	You graze on wanted posters? quirks a brow THAT'S what I'm doing wrong...silly me.
Livia Vlcek	01/11/18	recoils at his because** No judgement here... might have grease with her for other things doesn't know what those other things might be arches a brow Wanted poster? WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING?! sniffles Was it bad?
Livia Vlcek	01/09/18	cants head Do I know you? looks around Did I get arrested again? stands up, squeezes with all her might through the bars Thank you...we aren't in Mexico are we? dusts self off, hands the male a lime For your time and trouble...they're like gold in these parts. shifty eyes
Caitlyn Darrow	01/09/18	soft incoherent babbling followed by sleepy dialogue that is most forgettable in the morning Thank you. You’re the bestestestestestest est-ever. Lloyd? I think he’s asleep. I’m asleep. Are you asleep? You should eat some pie. Pie is good.
Caitlyn Darrow	01/09/18	pouts, sleepily rubs eyes Did you drink all my orange juice?
Elouise Warrock	01/08/18	First of all, 28 days. Second of all, no. Does this mean I'm not getting the summer wedding of my dreams?
Elouise Warrock	01/08/18	You're my boyfriend. I'll touch however much of that butt as I damn well please.
Elouise Warrock	01/08/18	I'd touch that whole butt.
Jameson Orlav	01/08/18	-sniffs around- You smell like wet dog.
Elouise Warrock	09/24/17	Tucker Put that polo on ASAP. Omg. YES. Tucker Look at the sky, b*tch. [IMG]
Elouise Warrock	09/23/17	Tucker I don't know. Sh*tty pastels. Probably covered in hibiscus flowers. I'm saying, I expect tacky! Sky-writing? Is sky-writing impressive?
Elouise Warrock	09/23/17	Tucker The booze cruise is happening. Find your daddiest pair of swim drunks. I'm talking old white man on a work retreat in Hawaii. What the f*ck is impressive, then??
Elouise Warrock	09/22/17	Tucker Could I woo you with a booze cruise?
Elouise Warrock	09/19/17	I thought mystery was sexy? -pouts- Oh, well. I'll make a resume for every assumed identity. Do you want a list of the people I've k-...worked for?
Elouise Warrock	09/19/17	-squints- Resume, resume, hm... -taps her chin- I don't think I've ever had a job. At least, not as 'Elouise Orlav'. I have a shady past, okay?!
Elouise Warrock	09/19/17	You just described a total catch, thank you very much. Do you want my resume? List of my special skills? Oh, I know! You can take me to your mortuary. Let me play in the coffins!
Elouise Warrock	09/19/17	Are you saying I'm not worth dating?!
Elouise Warrock	09/19/17	Fine.. -folds arms- But this is totally classified as a date, now. You better put on a clean shirt!
Elouise Warrock	09/18/17	-narrows eyes- I'll cook, but I expect a good bottle of tequila in exchange.
Elouise Warrock	09/18/17	-squints- Is this you asking me out for steak without asking? Because you know I'm perpetually hungry.
Elouise Warrock	09/18/17	And here I was, sticking around, hoping you'd notice me... -hair flip- Did you get scrawnier since I saw you last? You're looking thin.
Elouise Warrock	09/08/17	Tucker When are you going to admit that I'm growing on you? One day, Tucker Reid. ONE. DAY.
Elouise Warrock	09/08/17	Tucker Funny, That Girl didn't write about your big crush on me. Don't worry. I'm well aware. ;)
Caitlyn Darrow	08/31/17	Honestly, she had started to wonder. But when the man peeked from around the corner and had the white towel. She knew she had been right all along. Reid Funnel Home Rigsby had stopped his incoherent babbling, and instead stared mystified at the man who spoke with a toothless smile. Caitlyn's own smile barely had moved, but she at least wasn't chanting funnel cakes anymore. She sets her bag down in the back of the stroller, and looks at Tucker expectantly. "Hello! I'm Caitlyn and this is Rigbsy. We're here for Funnel cakes. This is Reid Funnel House right?" She asked with a beaming grin. She ignored some unpleasant scents she had picked up, and kicked them up to Rigsby must need a diaper change. "Rigsby's first Funnel cake! Oh this is so exciting. Can we watch you make them?" Awestruck she clasped her hands together in front of her, and felt her mouth saturate at even the reminiscence of her last funnel cake.
Elouise Warrock	08/31/17	Tucker Darrow. Lloyd may just eat you. He was always more Jameson's than mine when he was in The Order. He was our lawyer. Got me out of all types of trouble! When tf are you going to invite me to London?
Elouise Warrock	08/30/17	Tucker Caitlyn Noire? Good luck. She's...interesting. I've known her for a little while, now. Knowing you, she'll test you patience even more than I do.
Elouise Warrock	08/30/17	Tucker That's always how I prefer it. Where'd you end up? Settle in okay?
Caitlyn Darrow	08/30/17	Caitlyn had met Tucker briefly after the fall of The Order. But ever since he said he worked in a funnel house, she had been craving funnel cakes like a mentally unstable kitten trying to latch onto a cow udder. The stroller creaked by with Rigsby babbling on inside of it. She found it! Reid Funnel Home. A loud squeal of delight emits from her lips, as she leans forward to inspect Rigsby. "Ready to try your first funnel cake?!" After giving his small bit of hair a ruffle she progressed forward opening the door and stepping inside. "Funnel cakes! Funnel cakes!" She chanted and hummed merrily that is until the door closed behind the and she got a good look around. Blue-green hues narrow and take in her surroundings. "FUNNEL CAKES?!"
Elouise Warrock	08/30/17	Tucker Why is your face plastered all over the place? I'm not complaining, but do I have to come bail you out?
Caitlyn Darrow	08/29/17	frowns Maybe I should have picked LA and not London. My husband doesn't care for the location.
Elouise Warrock	08/29/17	Tucker I think it should. :) If you don't like it, you can leave. But there's tons of tequila and tacos here if you do come... I'll buy the ticket?
Elouise Warrock	08/29/17	Tucker I have moisturizer. I don't know...me?
Elouise Warrock	08/29/17	Tucker Logan's fine, and that's what counts. Will you be coming to Bloemfontein?
Elouise Warrock	08/29/17	Tucker Are you okay?
Elouise Warrock	08/28/17	Tucker Rude to both remarks. I can cook! You'll see, mf. Just you wait. Culinary orgasms in your near future!
Elouise Warrock	08/28/17	Tucker Or, maybe, just maybe, you enjoy my company. It's okay. You don't have to admit it to yourself just yet. I'll go grocery shopping right now. Any requests, your Royal Highness?
Elouise Warrock	08/28/17	Tucker Okay, smart ass. Round 2 tonight?
Elouise Warrock	08/28/17	Tucker How tf did you beat my high score?
Camille	08/28/17	-stares-
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker OMG FINE. Hope you're ready to kill Nazis.
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker Is that a yes, then? I also have bananas.
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker Works for me. I'll whip it up! What about blueberries?
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker What kind of fruit do you want in your smoothie?!
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker ...one or two spring rolls, then. Grab lotsa sauce. Gonna let lost in it.
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker Noodles. Bring me noodles.
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker Um. Are you going to bring me any???
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker Do you wanna make smoothies and shoot things? I mean in the game. They're Nazis. It's fun!
Elouise Warrock	08/27/17	Tucker Not yet, maybe. ;o I can't figure out why my playstation won't turn on. I need your b*tch ass to help.
Elouise Warrock	08/26/17	Tucker It's rude to ignore your girlfriend/future wife.
Elouise Warrock	08/23/17	Tucker Where are you? I'm bored. Can we get a Playstation? I wanna shoot Nazi zombies.
Elouise Warrock	08/14/17	It’s impossible to be stealthy when you’re 6’0 of gangly limbs, but agility is on Elouise’s side. Recently, she’s dedicated her energy to making Tucker’s life as inconvenient as possible. It’s how she endears herself to the people in her life, after all. Catching sight of Solomon King’s younger, uglier brother, she creeps up behind him, fingers immediately dishing into his back pocket to grab his wallet. “Hey, Tasha.” She states with a smirk, plucking out the wad of cash stuffed into leather folds. “I’m going on a taco run. Thanks for pitching it!” She’s already backpedaling, a toothy grin on her lips. “What’s yours is mine, after all!” You were successful in stealing $57.00 from Tucker Reid.
El Orlav	08/13/17	~~ Ella wheeled the small luggage bag behind her. Currently engrossed with the screen of her phone, and reading the updates on her extradited flight to go meet James. She busied herself swiping her finger to the messages pinging at her. Then she ran into something firm. Human. With a subtle look at the crotch area, it was a man. ~~ ''Sh!t. Sh!t. My bad, sorry! Well. Hi there. Um..'' ~~ With a fastened turn of her head she could tell that she no doubt lost her way. Why use the phone? When she can use the human pole standing in front of her. He was handsome, but she didn't see a ring - not exactly her type.. but.. she had time. She posed the question and tugged the buds from her ears to hear the man's response. ~~ ''Can you point me in the direction of the airport?''
Elouise Warrock	08/13/17	Tucker Warrock I've always had a thing for Nicholas Cage. You'll just have to do.
Elouise Warrock	08/13/17	Tucker/Husband Warrock is my maiden name. You should know this. We're married.
Elouise Warrock	08/13/17	Tucker So am I going to be Elouise Reid or are you going to be Tucker Warrock??
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker/Husband Goddamn right. You'll give in eventually. I'm quite charming.
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker Marry me and found out. AYOOOO
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker I only share my alcohol with spouses.
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker Fine, come over. This is a date. Jk. Ew. But seriously. Bring tequila.
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker If I win do we get married for real?
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker Sounds like we're in a polygamous relationship. Because I am also married to nachos and tequila. Which means we're married already. Sux2byou.
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker My husband is dead??? Hence the proposal?
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Tucker No, bish. This is not a game or a trap. Are we getting hitched or naw?
Elouise Warrock	08/12/17	Taylor Two, actually. Third time's the charm?
Elouise Warrock	08/11/17	Taystee Do you want to get married?
Elouise Warrock	07/30/17	"Good. Me neither." She snorted, lifting a hand to scratch idly at her cheek. She observed Tucker in silence, leaning over to grab another shot from the table. She had spent so long making up new names for him, she wasn't actually certain if 'Tucker' was his given name. Oh well. After kicking back yet another shot, she leaned into the comfort of the sofa, now apparently at ease. "So..." What the fck was his name? "Tracy. Right? Anyways." Smooth. "The only real rules I have around here are that you don't eat my Cheetos, you don't fck my sister-in-law, and you don't drink my Kool-Aid. It's spiked with all sorts of sh*t. Don't want you to die."
Elouise Warrock	07/26/17	Leave it to Elouise to let the interesting people in. At least the man knew how to hold his liquor. Otherwise, the evening would be over rather expediently. "At least you're an obedient weird-o." She cleared her throat. "For the record, you're under no obligation to actually spend time with me. But, it was either you, or another night spend with Cheech, Chong, and Wolverine." For the record, Cheech and Chong were the dogs, and Wolverine, naturally, her son, but she would offer zero explanations on this front. With another easy movement, she knocked back another shot.
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	"Moderately handsome strangers, thank you. I don't keep company with uggos." She shuffled over, hands full with two shots apiece. "My husband is a fcking monster, my only friend is a sex-addicted lesbian, and you're what's left. See my dilemma?" She smirked, kicking back a shot with ease. "What's your excuse, asshle?"
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	The blonde chooses to mull over her drink. For all of ten extra seconds. The agave fluid was a refreshing sensation as it spilled over the back of her throat. "Just remember, it's 100 percent your choice. Looking at old man d*cks all day. Just sayin'." Her next move, of course, is to prepare shots. It's done in her same methodical silence. "So, are you a social leper? Is that why you're stuck drinking with me? Shouldn't you...be getting chlamydia from a Russian stripper?"
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	Cerulean eyes blinked slowly. Mortician. That would have been of some use in the past several days. With the number of bodies she'd gone through, it would have been easier to have used him. Unassuming or not. That thought, however, is kept solely in the reserves of her mind. Mindlessly, she shifted over towards the cabinet, procuring two glorious, boot-shaped glasses. Classic. "I can't say I prefer human company often. Sometimes, however, it's necessary." She tapped her temple. "The baby is fun, and all, but the cute little bstard can't hold a conversation for sht." She offered one of the glasses in Tucker's direction then. "I guess you're not that fcked up." She knitted her brow. Weird. "How many naked old people have you seen? Oh. Gross*. A lot. Definitely a lot."
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	She jerked a thumb towards the closet across the room. "Definitely another one in there." Arms full, she dumped bottles onto a large, circular table. After adjusting the brim of her comically large hat, she turns to face him. "Right." Her movements as hasty and methodical as she prepared what one could consider the strongest margaritas known to man. She is mostly silent during the process, always the type of person who prefers a comfortable silence above all else. And in Tucker's company, she felt perfectly sound. "So, what's your catch? Serial killer? Cannibal? Pedophile?" When she finally spoke, it couldn't possibly lack her normal biting sense of humor. "You seem way too normal."
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	It's on rare occasion these days that someone comes in search of Elouise Orlav. Not that it has ever been especially common, but, still. "Re-lax, hombre." She called before shuffling over to the door. And, in good fashion, she is adorned in matching poncho and sombrero. "...don't fcking judge me." She swung the door open, a mocking sweep of the hand bidding him welcome. "I have...cheetos. Probably some hummus. Definitely* lime."
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	Torah B*tch please. You've never gotten drunk with me.
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	Tuba You're cleaning up any puke, FYI. ...I don't puke, but the baby might.
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	Thomas Tequila. Always tequila.
Elouise Warrock	07/25/17	Tanner We're getting hammered tonight.
Julliet Swan	07/16/17	The angel threw one fist, then the next, and the routine repeated itself until the deed was done. She flicked the drops of blood off her knuckles, drawn from her victim's upper lip, and straightened herself up. She'd usually been good with keeping her attacks hidden from bystanders, but it seemed she had a quiet audience this evening. As Julliet tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, her bright blue orbs acknowledged the presence of the onlooker with a half nod of her head, before strolling away to continue her business. Maybe her witness learned a thing or two...
Elouise Warrock	07/15/17	Tallulah ...I'm from Buffalo. We're going to Taco Bell. Gonna get real intimate with a quesadilla.
Elouise Warrock	07/15/17	Tank Fine. Uber. What the f*ck is Popeyes?
Elouise Warrock	07/15/17	Turner I'm hungry. Let's do something. You're my designated b*tch.
Elouise Warrock	07/14/17	Tranny What are you doing?
Elouise Warrock	07/12/17	Tuscaloosa Wtf. That's one strike. But yeah. Make me some tacos. ASAP.
Elouise Warrock	07/11/17	Tampa I need Taco Bell.
Elouise Warrock	07/09/17	"The fridge is fully stocked. It isn't as if you'll need to leave." After a slight pause, she's walking away. "Speaking of, mark your food in the fridge. I'll totally disregard it, but the others won't." Entering the kitchen, she allows the labeled cabinets, drawers, and dining area to itself. Everything is shades of white and gray. Dull. Basic. Clean. The blonde preferred her surroundings orderly. "My husband's name is Jameson. He's...away." Her tone shifts, decidedly more on edge than before. "Jason, big guy with the beard? He's usually around. As for the others...they come and go. Soleil is here, for now."
Elouise Warrock	07/09/17	A vague smirk tugs at El's lips. This one is funny. "Tucker, then." Nimble feet begin to pad down the hall. She doesn't glance back, sure he'll follow. "We like to keep it very dorm-esque here. Your room has a bed, a dresser, and a mostly functional closet. You have your own bathroom, but if you clog that sht..." She makes a foul expression. "That's your goddamn problem." It seems almost random, the direction Elouise takes through the maze of hallways, and even more so when she selects a uniform, gray door out of all the others. Manicured fingers procure a sharpie, and she marks the door boldly with the word 'Troy'. Cheeky? Of course. She wasn't going to make this easy for him. "Rearrange the furniture however you want. You can also replace it with your own, or not, I don't really give a sht." Arms fold across her chest as she shifts to allow him entrance. As she does, her other hand lifts up to dangle a key. "Every other entry is locked by retina-scan, thumbprint and pass-key. We'll get you set up with that later...if I'm not busy."
Mackenzie	07/09/17	"What the actual f-ck, S-" Mackenzie stops short as she gets a closer look at the man, arms crossing as she peers up at him. "Huh. I'll be damned." Tucker Reid just failed at stealing money from you!
Elouise Warrock	07/09/17	"Oi. New guy." Elouise beckons with an idle hand wave. She notes his height, though, the blonde is rarely intimidated by size. Being six feet tall tends to allot the woman with a rare confidence. "What's your name again? Todd?" Cerulean eyes are squinting, and it isn't entirely clear whether or not she's joking. "I can show you your digs, if you want. I put you right next to the nursery. Figured I can ignore the baby, but you won't be able to."
Autumn Summers	06/28/17	Welcome to the realm.
Camille	06/28/17	Welcome to the Realm.