Into Each Generation
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Welcome to Into Each Generation, a Buffyverse roleplay. A year has passed since Sunnydale fell into the Earth. Buffy, the Scoobies, and 100-potentials-turned-slayers are drawn back into the fight, this time at London's Hellmouth. The Council, left in ashes, has been rebuilt from the ground up, and mysterious deaths are not far behind. This time, with the haunting nature of London's dark past in the mix, will the Scoobies be able to separate truth from myth? Or will playing sleuth prove too difficult?

On the Hellmouth since April 16th, 2012
IEG 2.0 was launched May 17th, 2013

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Illyria
Ryann, nineteen years old, EST.
Illyria/Wesley, but I don’t mind Illyria/anyone if the Wesley player disapproves of the ship.
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London interested Illyria.
Not many things did as of late, or, if ever—this dimension was rife with its endless rounds of inconsequential people and places and concepts and cultures but this city sparked a certain…curiosity. Taking the shell’s appearance allowed Illyria an opportunity for much needed reconnaissance; acquiring knowledge of even the lowliest creature would give her the advantage over them all. (And the satisfaction of being yet again superior to these ants most inhabitants of this realm called humans. That was something of a bonus.)
She paused in her scrutiny, taking a seat on the nearest bench as if it were the true throne she lost and not just pieces of wood, stopping to admire the Thames. She hardly remembered admiring anything but power (what else was there worth thinking of, really) but the river drew Winifred Burkle’s memories to the surface like moths to a flame, quick and poignant as lightning strikes. Fred remembered rivers with a feeling Illyria could only label as fondness and…contentment, recalling sweltering Texan summers and her smiling parents. Illyria deciphered what she could of the scene, able only to discern humanity’s penchant for love (“plain and simple” the shell would’ve said, drawling, perhaps grinning as she did).
Illyria concentrated on willing the memories away, leaving only pensiveness and a strange sensitivity, lingering on the very edges of her psyche, almost out of consideration altogether, like a retreating shadow in a doorway. She analyzed it, first in the vague, impassive manner of a godking and demon to something as unimportant and trivial as emotion, before grudgingly tapping into the more keen and intuitive Fred. Illyria felt…lonely.
The word had her raising her hackles in an instant—Old Ones do not get lonely. Godkings like Illyria the Merciless did not get lonely. Not ever.But yet she was, despite her best efforts to ignore it. One of the last of her people, and lacking the nigh unbreakable bonds connecting her to the vampire Angel and her Wesley and Charles Gunn and the other Champion, Spike. She was alone, halfway across the world from the city of Los Angeles, a place that was gradually becoming familiar, an anchor to someone as lost and unbelonging as she was in a world where she had been cast out and forgotten about.
Illyria wanted to connect to London, somehow. She arrived here for a reason—wandering aimlessly had brought her to this. Perhaps, then, the loneliness would cease, and she would find a niche of her own. The conviction was a little startling. It had been quite some time since she had direction. A purpose. Maybe, she thought with sudden amusement, she will follow Angel’s lead and do good—save London’s innocents from the horrors in the darkness.
A maybe, she decided, mind taking on a wry edge. Merciless was a hard moniker to shake.
  • Illyria
  • Ryann, nineteen years old, EST.
  • Illyria/Wesley, but I don’t mind Illyria/anyone if the Wesley player disapproves of the ship.

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University College London, known in shorthand as UCL, is known as London’s Global University. It was established in 1826, and was the first university to welcome female students and male students on equal conditions. UCL is also one of the top Universities in Europe. While UCL has a few campuses around London, the primary one is based in the Bloomsbury area.

The University is known for its programs in architecture, physics, astronomy, and medicine as well as being known for having a friendly rivalry with King’s College, though both of them are under the University of London system. There are a great many research opportunities for students who go here, both in the United Kingdom and abroad.

  • UCL have collections in several art galleries across London, covering a number of subject areas.
  • The Bloomsbury Theater near the West End is also affiliated with UCL.
  • In addition to the Bloomsbury campus, the Royal Free campus in Hampstead is the site of the Royal Free Hospital and the Whittingtoncampus in Archway is the site of the newly refurbished Whittington Hospital, with a new Undergraduate Education Centre.
  • The college also has campuses in Australia and Qatar, hence its label as a Global University.
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Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body
The Moment Of Death: 1. The heart stops. 2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color. 3. All the muscles relax. 4. The bladder and bowels empty.  5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour. After 30 minutes: 6. The skin gets purple and waxy. 7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color. 8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body. 9. The hands and feet turn blue. 10. The eyes sink into the skull. After 4 hours: 11. Rigor mortis has set in. 12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue. 13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so. After 12 hours: 14. The body is in full rigor mortis. After 24 hours: 15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment. 16. In males, the semen dies. 17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color. 18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body. 19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat. After 3 days: 20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin. 21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely. 22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum. After 3 weeks: 23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse. 24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body. 25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.

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Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body


The Moment Of Death:
1. The heart stops.
2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color.
3. All the muscles relax.
4. The bladder and bowels empty. 
5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour.

After 30 minutes:
6. The skin gets purple and waxy.
7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color.
8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body.
9. The hands and feet turn blue.
10. The eyes sink into the skull.

After 4 hours:
11. Rigor mortis has set in.
12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue.
13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so.

After 12 hours:
14. The body is in full rigor mortis.

After 24 hours:
15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment.
16. In males, the semen dies.
17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color.
18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body.
19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat.

After 3 days:
20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin.
21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely.
22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum.

After 3 weeks:
23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse.
24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body.
25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.

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