Staff List
Name | Sex |
Job Title |
Job Title Description |
Online |
Bosslady Sara Owens
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Club Owner
Board of Directors
Human Resources
Magazine Owner
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Owner
Senior Administrator
Manager
Head of Staff
Magazine Editor-In-Chief
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sicut stellae; Aku
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Dungeon Architect
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Coder
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Wordless Faye
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Board of Directors
Lighting & Sound Technician
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Manager
Administrator
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Velociraptor Jorge
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Lighting & Sound Technician
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Administrator
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his Anchor; Rosaline
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Lighting & Sound Technician
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Administrator
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in chat denotes Site Owner.
in chat denotes Administrator & Coder (when both positions).
in chat denotes Coder.
in chat denotes Administrator.
in chat denotes Administrator In Training.
in chat denotes Moderator.
in chat denotes Moderator In Training.
in chat denotes Development Staff.
Be advised: Staffers here at The Complex are responsible for various tasks and therefore may be busy when you send in a Cop Call or personally Text Message them. Please have patience when awaiting a response.
We thank you for your continued support, and hope you enjoy your time here at The Complex.
In Memoriam List
Name | Sex |
Honorary Title |
Description |
Online |
Who The Hell Is, Iris
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Head Lighting & Sound Technician
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Senior Administrator
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Thots & Prayers; Vincent
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Board of Directors
Head Lighting & Sound Technician
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Manager
Senior Administrator
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Quote:
Newbie Kanna
slips in from the shadows and slowly walks up to the shrine, unusually well dressed. Pulling a small red rose from his jacket, he sighs softly as he kneels to place it at the base with all the other mementos to a friend who will be missed. Though we have drifted apart, your memory helped me in some rough times. a sad smile curls his lips as he shakes his head. There was no words for how she had touched his life in his younger years. No words needed to be spoken when her energy and livelihood for those that knew her spoke enough. Slowly he stands and wipes at his eyes with a soft chuckle. I'll see you on that next great adventure, till then watch over our old friends lass. They'll be needing your special touch. Placing his hand over his heart as he turns to walk away, he whispers I'll keep ya in here till we meet again.
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