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Hero/Villain Roleplay
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 9:47 PM | Message # 226 |
 The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
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| My mind wirred.
A...Bear...
A...Bear...
A...Bear...
I very slowly reached for the *Terminate contact* button, and pushed it.
A..Bear...A...Bear...
A...Wait, what am i thinking? I shook myself, and turned the craft for home.
(This takes place in the near future, it was actually built in 2030, since i'm guessing that's what year it is.)
Walk without rhythm
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 9:54 PM | Message # 227 |
 The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
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| (Fine then, a 2000 chopper, let's say it's OLD)
Reagan
I smiled. That'll play with his brain. I landed on the small landmass and jumped out. Rest and tomorrow...I smiled. Tomorrow's tomorrow.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 9:56 PM | Message # 228 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
Status: Off
| (Oi! I built that thing from scratch in 3 months!
Unless your talking about YOURS. THAT was built in 2000. Or 2010.)
I grinned.
My mind is like one of those old windows 7 computers. REALLY LAGGY.
I smiled, setting the ship to hover...
(TS of unaotherizednessity?)
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 10:01 PM | Message # 229 |
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The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
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| (Yes, MY chopper, not yours silly)
Reagan
I climbed into the fork in a tree and settled down for sleep.
(Yh, TS)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 10:05 PM | Message # 230 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
Status: Off
| I woke up.
I groaned. I had parked the chopper on some sort of small island(Guess who's sharing it with him?).
I have fuel...
I have sanity...
With a suden flashback i remembered the bear-lady(Crossed out) the woman...
She must have flown away...
I start the engine. With a whirr, it lifts off.
Back to Capitol i go...
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 26.October.11, 10:17 PM | Message # 231 |
 Commander
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| [Hm, so Steve took Angelica and Reagan stayed on the Capital to rest? o.e]
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 10:21 PM | Message # 232 |
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The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
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| Reagan
I looked around. Well, this heli was much nicer...I crouched behind some air suits, unnoticed. I smiled. If only...no, wait. Like Dad taught.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 10:21 PM | Message # 233 |
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The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
Status: Off
| (Nah, Reagan found a tiny landmass and landed there)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 26.October.11, 10:27 PM | Message # 234 |
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Commander
Group: Moderators
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| Hallas-
Miles appears beside me, chuckling as he sees me working. "You know you missed a small-ish show down" he informs me. "Nah.. I'm sure it was handled." I reply, keeping my attention on my computer.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 1:03 AM | Message # 235 |
 A bored admin
Group: Co-Dictators
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| (it will ruin her reputation......I rather not. Long lost cousin?)
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 3:48 PM | Message # 236 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
Status: Off
| I smiled.
Back to the capitol i-
"MEAAAAOW!"
It was Naru. She bolted from the cargo bay.
"MEAAAAAOW!"
she had been fed...
Something scared her...
I'm not alone.
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| Creation100 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 5:06 PM | Message # 237 |
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Commander
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| Hallas-
"You're missing a champion though." Miles replies; I sigh and save my work. "Try to contact her and after that I'll send a squad." I tell Miles.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:24 PM | Message # 238 |
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A bored admin
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 35950
Status: Off
| Angelica
"I'll get us back then while you tend to the cat?" I said.
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:25 PM | Message # 239 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
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| "Sure..."
I grabbed the paralysis gun and walking into the cargo hold.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:26 PM | Message # 240 |
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A bored admin
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 35950
Status: Off
| Angelica
I took over the controls and in a few minutes we were heading back to the capitol.
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:29 PM | Message # 241 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
Status: Off
| I looked around slowly.
Nothing...nothing...
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| Creation100 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:31 PM | Message # 242 |
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Commander
Group: Moderators
Messages: 3195
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| Miles-
Through radio I first try to contact her through Steve's Helicopter, "Requesting for Angelica Nodstorm." I announce, as what was placed on the chart. [By chart I mean Employee list =>]
Hallas-
I'm amazed by my defenses, allowing such objects to come near without a clearance.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:42 PM | Message # 243 |
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A bored admin
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 35950
Status: Off
| Angelica
I sighed and said, "give me a second miles...found your cat yet?"
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:43 PM | Message # 244 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
Status: Off
| I remained silent, my gun slowly moving across the room.
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| Creation100 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 7:50 PM | Message # 245 |
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Commander
Group: Moderators
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| Miles-
"Do you need any units?" I ask, following a protocol.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 9:01 PM | Message # 246 |
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A bored admin
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 35950
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| Angelica
"what?...errr actually I don't know..." I said, with a frustrated look.
It's time.
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| Creation100 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 9:06 PM | Message # 247 |
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Commander
Group: Moderators
Messages: 3195
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| Miles-
"Hm.. Sounds like we should come to you." I tell her.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 9:09 PM | Message # 248 |
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A bored admin
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 35950
Status: Off
| Angelica
"i think we are...damn. He got to start labeling things or next time I'm going to label it for him." I muttered.
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 9:20 PM | Message # 249 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
Group: Moderators
Messages: 1270
Status: Off
| I inhaled slowly, and backed out of the cargo bay.
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| Creation100 | Date: Th, 27.October.11, 9:27 PM | Message # 250 |
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Commander
Group: Moderators
Messages: 3195
Status: Off
| Miles-
I cross my arms as I look at Hallas, the Capital begins to move again to attain the helicopter, and move along the coast of Canada to get a resting spot.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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