Even paradise could become a prison if one had enough time to take notice of the walls
welcome to Dire Tactics
Oddities are individuals born with extraordinary gifts. Because of this they are hated, feared and generally persecuted across the globe. In an attempt to give them a refuge the billionaire Theodore Ashford has created Ashford Isle. Presented as a Sanctuary for the special some believe their to be much darker motives behind his generosity.
Ashford Isle
A state of the art city powered completely by renewable energy, gorgeous modern building erected against the backdrop of a tropical paradise. It has all the luxuries modern technology can afford accompanied by the natural beauty and serenity only nature can provide. This city is open to all Oddities and their families, along with several hundred A.R.I. employees, it boast a modest population of just over 5,000 individuals consisting of a mix between both human and oddity. This wonderful utopia however is shaded in mystery both metaphorically and literally. The United Nations have dispatched several fleets of O.S.E. ships near the island, this gives the coastline a ominous view.
Blueprint is a premade Proboards v5 theme designed and built by punki of Adoxography and Pixel Perfect. Dire Tactics is the work of the mind of Clover. All characters and content are copyright their creators, and may not be replicated without their creators' permission. All images belong to their original owners.
updates
1/06/23
We would like to welcome our newest citizens to the island! David, Alice, Lynn, & Emmett welcome to paradise!
1/01/23
Ashford Isle is finally recovering from the massive hurricane and officially back open for business!
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Apr 4, 2024 20:21:32 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on Apr 4, 2024 20:21:32 GMT -5
Salem and his quips and all Roy could think to himself was never change but no one would know that by looking at him as he thought about bushes compared to beds. Places did matter maybe depending but who knew. "Sounds fine, maybe fun?" Maybe time would tell. Scrabble was a blast but his attention was drew to the actions of what Salem was doing though Salem seemed occupied with his thoughts to pay attention to his own movements was good. "Hm? Well." He did not know. "You want the truth from me?" Of course he thought as he closed his eyes a second and then shook his head as he opened them. "You're very pretty," he said. "It's a truth isn't it?," he asked as he laughed. "Oh c'mon don't make me say it." Salem Yang
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Apr 4, 2024 20:43:55 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on Apr 4, 2024 20:43:55 GMT -5
You're very pretty." Tell me something I don't know." Salem rolled his eyes, a disinterested front to cover up the fact he was relieved his looks hadn't gone to waste over the past few years. It was too damn hard and expensive to keep up with his normal routine. At least cutting corners and dialing it back had yet to make an obvious difference, hair color aside. " I'm going to make you say it. Can't back out now, Wordles." With a sly grin, Salem threw an arm over Roy's shoulders to keep him from escaping Salem's tyranny. Only for Salem to pause. His brow furrowed, lips pressing together. " ... We should get you into dry clothes, too." Ew, wet. How was Roy standing around looking like a soaked dog and not being bothered by it? Roy Wordles
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Apr 5, 2024 7:45:13 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on Apr 5, 2024 7:45:13 GMT -5
He shook his head. "You know you like the compliments," he said as he watched him and there they were doing that quip like banter again. It was a fun time honestly. "I'm not backing out of anything," he said as Roy looked at him and then it was too late Salem's arm was around his wet self. "That requires me going home," he said as he looked at him. "Which I invited you to come too," he said as he looked at him. "Okay come on," he said. He had never had any idea what this was, lust probably, exploration techniques for sure but still he did consider them friends. "Okay I'll be honest while we walk. Back in school, I did want to be with you not like a relationship though, other ways." "So you being here and not being a clone because I thought that too, is just a bit of an adjustment but in a good way. Back then I did not realize that it was lust that was until I got older so I know what it is now so that's the truth. Plus you helped me with my test so I just thought hey friend for life which is kind of true even if you are a pain at times." Why was Salem so close to him and touching him though. "Plus you like teasing me and I don't exactly hate it." It was what it was. "It's just how we work and that is good." It had not failed either of them so far or so he did not think. Salem Yang
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Apr 5, 2024 20:18:20 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on Apr 5, 2024 20:18:20 GMT -5
" Lead the way." Fortunately for Roy, he was not held captive for too long. After a few steps, Salem released him and settled for walking side-by-side. He did not want to deal with his own clothing being wet from contact; the dampness he could feel on his sleeve was already unnerving. He could ignore that much for now. He tried his damned hardest to let Roy say his piece without any interruption, but the clone thing caught him so off guard that he had to turn his head away and cough to stop himself from laughing. Salem pressed his lips together, teeth biting down on the inside, to keep his control. The stifled laughter, however, was obvious by the tremble of his shoulders. Once Roy was done, Salem cleared his throat, the final attempt at self-control. " At least you don't hate it. I tease you because your reactions are cute." He slipped his hands into his pockets, posture relaxed as they walked. " Basically what you described is a little something called friends with benefits. No strings attached, just the full enjoyment of each other's company." Alright, he couldn't get his mind off of it. " But, seriously? A clone? Are we going to need a secret phrase so you know it's really me?" He flashed a cheeky grin. " Wait, how do I know you're not the clone? Mr. I-sell-hammocks-not-chairs. That seems sus to me." Roy Wordles
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Apr 6, 2024 21:48:30 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on Apr 6, 2024 21:48:30 GMT -5
"Hate? No I do not think I could ever hate it." It was always such a trick bag but he was still listening. "Yeah I guess that is what it could be called," he said. "Clone yes and it's a little funny," even he could admit that. "I don't need a secret word, and I am not a clone," at least he did not think. "Hammocks are chairs that you lay in," he said as he wondered for a second and yes that seemed almost plausible. "What makes it sus, despite how I look, I enjoy laying around and that makes it easier don't you think?" Salem Yang
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Apr 9, 2024 19:20:43 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on Apr 9, 2024 19:20:43 GMT -5
" That sounds like something a clone would say." He fixed a faux serious gaze on Roy for all but a moment before it disappeared with a blink and a grin. " Pretty sure hammocks are closer to beds than they are chairs." You laid down in a hammock, not sat in one. Roy Wordles
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Apr 11, 2024 7:53:39 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on Apr 11, 2024 7:53:39 GMT -5
"No one here is a clone," he was sure on that point but he still took a second. "Laying is good helps relax the mind and such," he said honestly. "Sometimes people need to recharge and it's easier doing that laying down than sitting up and wondering whose watching," he said as he laughed. "Do you disagree?" Salem Yang
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May 10, 2024 21:34:23 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on May 10, 2024 21:34:23 GMT -5
" You're the one who brought up the clone thing," Salem chuckled, but he was willing to drop it. For now." Definitely don't disagree with you there," but why did Roy have to bring up the worry of being watched? Laying down meant you were more vulnerable than simply sitting. The thought was unnerving, but... Well, Salem could sleep anywhere if he really wanted to. He had to for the past few years, but it wasn't uncommon to find him napping in strange places back when they were in school. " Have you gotten stuck in a hammock yet? Yanno, like in the cartoons when it spins around on you like this--" Salem made a circular rotating motion with his arms. Roy Wordles
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May 13, 2024 8:04:52 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on May 13, 2024 8:04:52 GMT -5
There was something about them, maybe the air? Maybe the fact that neither one of them felt like they had to hide what they said, Roy was not so sure he simply knew that something was to be said about their friendshipsituation as he listened to Salem. "I did indeed," he said as he nodded his head. He felt not bad about it but it was good to know that it was false. He went silent a moment because he really hoped no one was being spied on and then he watched Salem asking his question and start spinning. "Yes," he said as he laughed. "Never again though and you should never do that arm motion thing again either, but it does help get the point across." Salem Yang
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May 13, 2024 18:02:12 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on May 13, 2024 18:02:12 GMT -5
The rotation slowed to a halt once Roy answered. " Shit, really? That actually happens?" Now he wanted to see it for himself. Upon being told not to do something, however, a mischievous grin curled on his lips. " Because you told me not to, I'm going to do it." Salem let his arms fall to his sides. " But, not right now." It was all about timing, and now would be too obvious. Roy Wordles
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May 16, 2024 18:38:43 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on May 16, 2024 18:38:43 GMT -5
He wondered where Salem had been because people did not just disappear unless they were dead and thankfully now that was not the case but he still did not ask. He thought that might be something that could come up when Salem was ready to speak on it. "In your own time then?" he asked as he thought about it. "Just how I expected so at least there is that I can be satisfied with for time being." Salem Yang
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May 16, 2024 19:55:52 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on May 16, 2024 19:55:52 GMT -5
" When you least expect it. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, or maybe in ten minutes." That might depend on how long it took for them to get to Roy's home; he would get bored of walking eventually. And hungry. A little piece of candy on a stick was not enough to sustain him for long. " Where is you place, anyway?" Roy Wordles
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May 19, 2024 15:03:58 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on May 19, 2024 15:03:58 GMT -5
Every question had answers but not every answer had to be said. "I live on like the second floor the big apartment complex is not too much further from here so you can feel free to crash there without anyone bothering you at least for the night, I make no promises after that." He was never expecting anything so at least that was a positive. Salem Yang
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May 19, 2024 19:43:03 GMT -5
Post by Salem Yang on May 19, 2024 19:43:03 GMT -5
Despite the earlier banter about room persons, Salem had only been anticipating on bothering Roy for the rest of the evening until he was kicked out. The sudden offer to crash for the night was a welcomed. At least for the night. That meant he could try his luck at more nights. He probably shouldn't impose on Roy too much. That was a worry for future Salem, though. " Do you even have the space for an extra person? I can fit on a couch or on the floor with a blanket." With next to nothing by way of belongings, he did not take up much space. Roy Wordles
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May 21, 2024 17:02:03 GMT -5
Post by Roy Wordles on May 21, 2024 17:02:03 GMT -5
"Yeah I mean I had to make sure my cousins could fit in for the most part and they are hardly there so the space for an extra person is not an issue," he said. Though he stood by the fact that he thought that anyone who willing slept ON the floor was a mad person. "Why does it make it weird? It should not be weird I can't think of a reason it would be weird." Salem Yang
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