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The crowd of reporters was a bit smaller than Sasha expected. She was partially grateful for this because of the power reporters wielded. She didn't want to caught off guard and risk having her beautiful image ruined. Speaking of beautiful, Clotho was at the front gate, toying with a yo-yo. If you didn't know who Clotho was, it was almost an innocent and beautiful moment. Nevertheless, Sasha was happy to see a familiar face. “Hey! Glad you could make it! You’re looking good,” Clotho said as Sasha approached. "Good to see you, and thanks for waiting for me," Sasha said with a short sigh. “Don’t worry, you’re not late or anything. You’re actually early for what we wanted you here for since apparently, The Peacekeepers operate on the ‘hurry up and wait’ model. I guess I don’t mind. Means we have more time for our own activities,” Clotho replied. "Of course. What did you have in mind?" Sasha asked eagerly. "We do need to go in in a sec. I heard Minos and I are going to disassemble some tinker tech, but hey, before that, let’s get you talking with some more people. There are a whole lot of other Moray Clan people here and you’ll have to know all of them eventually,” Clotho said before beckoning Sasha forward. As Sasha dutily followed Clotho, she felt almost like she was experiencing a broken signal throughout her body and mind from the moment they crossed over into Goodale Park. It was so strange to be disconnected from the earth this way. She almost felt lost without that feeling, but she pushed it to the back of her mind quickly when Clotho approached one of the capes. This wasn't just any cape, however. This was one of great renown. This cape had a legacy that was truly beautiful. “Oh! You’ve heard of Aeon, right? Immortal girl? She’s a cop right now which sucks but she’s pretty cool besides that. Hey! Thessa!” Clotho said excitedly. "I'm very familiar with the story of Aeon," Sasha said with a grin. In truth, she was a bit envious of Aeon. Immortal beauty. Well, unless the world ended, right? “Hey, I know we keep just introducing you to people but this one’s pretty cool. Remember that prison break we did a little bit back? Belladonna here is the result of that. Was a pretty rad story tee bee aitch, but she’ll have to tell you about that." Clotho's introduction of Belladonna made her smile. To Sasha, it would seem Aeon and Clotho were very familiar. "Oh yeah, think that rings a bell. Might be mixing some of em up but I gotchu." Aeon sounded relaxed and at ease, to Sasha anyway. "No worries, I've met a lotta people already and its always good to meet more. Even if some of them kinda suck." Sasha couldn't help but be astonished to meet Aeon up close. It was like having a celebrity wave at you in public. An excited, almost giddy feeling. Aeon had seen the world for a long time, in all its beauty. Sasha would have loved to pick her brain some time. "You don't suck, right?" Aeon asked bluntly. Sasha chuckled. "I certainly hope not. I don't think the Sisters would have freed me if that were true," she joked. "I'm Belladonna. Or Sasha. Whichever comes more naturally to you." "Guess if you're with those girls you probably have some potential huh?" Perhaps Aeon was curious about Sasha's strength. Sasha's face said it all. She wasn't a braggart, but she knew what she was capable of. "Hopefully, you'll come to see what I can do with your own eyes. I'll let you be the judge." "They seem to be good at getting more fun people together then the others at least." That reminded Sasha that she still had to get with the other members of her crew. She could plan it out later. "Anyway like she said my name is Thessa. I was just thinking about moving on but guess I can stick around a bit. Don't wanna be rude to a new face ya know? So, Belladonna, what do you think about the city?" "Hmm," Sasha said with a pause. "I think there's lots of work that needs to be done. I love Scarlett City with all my heart, and I want to see it be beautiful again. So, we'd better do our utmost to save it. Right?" The looming six month timer in the back of Sasha's head reminded her that the long goal was to save their world as they knew it. Six months may have seemed like a long time, but it would come and go quickly if action wasn't taken quickly. Sasha kept her composure, but there was no doubt everyone was thinking about it all the time; the end of the world.

Instead of waking up in a beautiful bed of roses, beside a beautiful young man or woman, on a beautiful morning, Sasha was completely beside herself. More specifically, she was beside her bed, beside herself. She'd been home when the news broke. The supposed, 'end of the world'. It was such an ugly thing to hear. It must've tasted awful leaving Cassandra's lips. Or perhaps it was a bittersweet taste? Sasha sighed heavily as the daylight broke through the shimmer at last, standing slowly and letting her nightgown fall where it may. She approached her balcony overlooking the streets of Scarlett City, only three floors above her favorite pizza parlor. Her thoughts were racing and she couldn't seem to quiet them down. Right about now, a slice of greasy pizza to sop up her stirring emotions sounded nice. Instead, she found herself lost in social media and news, turning back to her bedroom. She flicked on her television and picked up her tablet. Even as a villain, she was still a regular consumer. It was plastered across every screen, article, and tabloid. What few churches Scarlett City had were likely clamoring to keep their faithful together. Gangs would surely use this as an opportunity to seize territory, so Sasha snatched her phone from her bedside table and took it with her to the kitchen. She knew she should expect a call or message from the Fates soon. In the meantime, she couldn't let this ugly news keep her from a beautiful breakfast. Eggs, over medium. Toast, slightly burnt for a taste from prison. Bacon, because she loved salty foods. Tomato, because she knew better. Afterward, Sasha glanced at the clock. It had been over an hour and she hadn't heard her phone buzz or ring at all. Then, a look of horror ran across Sasha's face as she snatched up her phone once more. Tapping the screen, she became mortified. It was dead. She'd forgotten to charge it last night amidst all the ruckus! She darted across her apartment, threw her phone on the charger, and practically destroyed her power button trying to get the device to power up. After a few seconds, her screen glowed to life and her phone loaded. No missed calls, surprisingly, but a few messages. Sasha winced, wondering if the Fates were pissed. She understood her place on the food chain. Being an entirely new player, things are expected of you. She opened the messages to find that two of them were spam, one was from a past fling, another was from her mother, and there was only one from the Fates. It was a summons to a meeting in Goodale Park. Her presence was required. This could only mean two things: The Fates were making a move, and so was G3. Sasha got dressed quickly, slipped into her usual garb, and darted out of her door. Surprisingly, Scarlett City hadn't been torched to the ground. That was a beautiful thing to see. Situating the lens on her face, she made her way to Goodale Park.

I don't remember if it was 2021 or 2022, but I loved Way of the House Husband!

Project, "Unbreakable" Project, "Restoration"

I had some delicious kombucha from a neighborhood restaurant that I frequent. It's delicious.

Oh, I had no intentions of hosting it myself. I don't have that level of confidence yet. But I am flattered! If I wanted to only pitch ideas, and perhaps assist with a project, how should I go about doing that? Thank you for your help!

I know I'm new here, but I would like to try my hand at pitching an idea. Currently, I want to know if there would be any interest in a Power Rangers themed role-play. An idea inspired by my kid brother, I was thinking of setting it in the near future with the rangers being painted as a form of authority, but a scandal has put them at odds with the public. Furthermore, in an effort to restore their image, they find themselves in the middle of a grand evil scheme that takes advantage of their public failures and puts the world and it's people in danger. I realize this is a very big pitch, so I just thought I would try to gather interest. ?

Another of my mom's favorites. She's got me hooked. ?

The violet of "borx" is so pleasing.