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W ell it's that time of year again, isn't it? A s always we're super grateful to all our superfans on the site and all over the web. T o think that only a few short years ago, our little web series launched drawing people into the annaverse. C hasing heights ever higher we are happy to announce a n...

I'll bite. I took the 16 personalities test for Anastasia and got ENFP-A: The Campaigner Mind: 93% Extraverted 7% Introverted Energy: 76% Intuitive 24% Observant Nature: 12% Thinking 88% Feeling Tactics: 32% Judging 68% Prospecting Identity: 56% Assertive 44% Turbulent I'll preface this by saying pe...

Dan Yugheesling wrote: ↑Tue Sep 21, 2021 12:47 pm As I am often quoted as saying, and as people often quote me for saying, I assent in the affirmative to collectively performing this course of action

Also if Genevieve survives a single mission, I will be genuinely impressed

ES08 Genevieve Erickson As of her latest thread (This Is Where I Died), Genevieve isn't looking too good. She's dirty and sweaty all over from the physical exertion, her right arm is only recently put back in it's socket and is slung in a makeshift sling. She has minor cuts and bruises from the vari...

Her hands shook, the pain was unbearable, the beeping was growing louder and faster. She felt a lump in her throat. It was do or die, and she sure as fuck didn't want to die. She took the gun in her hand, she tried not to think about what would happen if she didn't hurry. Calmly, slowly, carefully s...

She needed rest, but with the pain as it was there was no way that was happening. She needed her arm useful for the next day, but fuck the decision was not an easy one to live with. She tried to distract herself with other thoughts, but nothing came up. Every moment was an ordeal. At least she was a...

And once more she was alone, and once more she was wondering what she could do. [hr] She gritted her teeth and braced herself. She hung on to the railing with her right hand gripped as tight as she could muster. Just don't think about how much this would hurt. She pushed off the railing with her fee...

Despite herself, she gave a smile. Not a large one, but warmer than she thought she could make this far into things. She felt for these girls, really. "I'll be okay, I'll just hunker down and wait things out for a bit. As to your earlier question, I've just been talking hoping my mentor was lis...

Also requesting an extension of a week, for similar reasons as characters need to shuffle around

"Your luck hasn't improved I guess. Haven't seen him, no idea where he is." She relaxed her position. Didn't let go of the gun but she didn't keep it at the ready. She sighed and leaned back. This was fine, but not exactly what she expected. They weren't trying to kill her so that was nice...

I'd appreciate a hero, but don't feel forced.

I claim prescience with my current thread name, incidentally. I don't need death ideas just yet, but PM me if you've got one. I might bump up the timeline

She was wondering how to get about fixing her arm when she heard the footsteps coming down the ladder. What the heck? Then the girl coming down sort of halted and stopped, like she just realized Genevieve was there. What the hell? And then she practically flew off the ladder, her cook preparation im...

((Genevieve Erickson continued from 👁️📦👁️ )) Pain A dull, yet undeniable pain That was what she awoke to, groaning with effort as she got up. It was a miracle she hadn't gotten shot, and she thanked every fucking god she could think of for that mercy. She still cursed her shit luck for having done s...