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Hero/Villain Roleplay
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 4676 |
 Commander
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| Miles-
I nod, "It's Reagan." I reply, "I.. Permission to fire?" I ask.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:17 PM | Message # 4677 |
 The Reaper of Threads
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| Austin
I walked in to hear their conversation, Reagan's flute in my hand. I looked at Angelica, eye wide with fear for Reagan's life.
Reagan
"Please..." I begged.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:20 PM | Message # 4678 |
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Commander
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| [:c I swear you had to have added that last part! xD]
Juggernaut-
I disarm and float back to the Capital in respect.
Miles-
"Hallas didn't have a second chance." I remind her.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:23 PM | Message # 4679 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I looked up slowly, seeing it retreat. I slowly nudged my mech forward.
Austin
"She's coming back?" I asked, stepping forward.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:26 PM | Message # 4680 |
 A bored admin
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| (I'll be back in 90 minutes.)
Angelica
"Don't kill her though. Somethings up and billy isnt with her...which is a first." I said.
It's time.
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:29 PM | Message # 4681 |
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Commander
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| Miles D-
I appeared outside on the courtyard, waiting for Reagan.
Miles-
I turn to Austin, along with Micheals. "Yes, she'll be landing on the courtyard." I reply.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:29 PM | Message # 4682 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I landed my mech slowly and slipped out, looking around. I was tackled and bound in seconds.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:32 PM | Message # 4683 |
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Commander
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| Miles D-
"Move mutts." I growl at the pilots, while the sound of the drones began emitting from the tile of the courtyard.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:33 PM | Message # 4684 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I struggled into a sitting position.
Austin
I looked at them both. "You want her dead."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Sunkern | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:34 PM | Message # 4685 |
 Colonel general
Group: Users
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| (i have no idea what to do)
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:36 PM | Message # 4686 |
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Commander
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| Micheals-
"No, I knew what was going to happen." I reply, turning back to Angelica.
Miles-
I look to Micheals then back to Austin, "I see reason and logic, logically she has disrupted business and laws within this compound. Which deserves punishment." I tell him.
Miles D-
"Why?" I ask, not understanding why she killed him.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:37 PM | Message # 4687 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
"Why what?" I asked in confusion.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:39 PM | Message # 4688 |
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Commander
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| Miles D-
"Why; How could you kill him." I ask slightly flickering.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:41 PM | Message # 4689 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Billy?)
Reagan
I shrunk away in fear. "I don't know, I don't remember!"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:43 PM | Message # 4690 |
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Commander
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| Miles D-
I look down at her, confused. "Where's Billy?" I ask
Billy-
I push the corpse into the back room and pilot the submarine heading back to land.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:44 PM | Message # 4691 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I looked at him. "Who's Billy?" I asked. A slight headache began to form in the back of my head.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 9:49 PM | Message # 4692 |
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Commander
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| Miles D-
Against protocol I use the drones annoyed, once they drew near Reagan my system had reset to keep my in check, making my images disappear and the Capital entering a self initiative state; doing so the drones immediately stopped their pursuit and withdrew back to their bays.
[Lawdy. ^^ Figured I'd allow Miles show off his regulations.]
Billy-
"Italy sounds peaceful." I mumble to myself.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 10:03 PM | Message # 4693 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I flinched, throwing my arms in front of my face. "I don't know this Billy!"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 10:11 PM | Message # 4694 |
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Commander
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| Marshal-
I step forward to her, "Hey, come on." I tell her, offering her light in her confusion.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 10:15 PM | Message # 4695 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I sniffled and looked up at him. "I'm so confused, I don't know what's going on...who is Billy? And did I...did I really kill Hallas?"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 10:52 PM | Message # 4696 |
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Commander
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| Marshal-
I sigh, "Don't worry about it, I'll get it cleared up, just follow me." I tell her, offering my hand to her.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 10:53 PM | Message # 4697 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
I took his hand weakly, terrified.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 11:03 PM | Message # 4698 |
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Commander
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| Marshal-
"Don't worry about what happened." I tell her, "Just a malfunction, I guess." I try calming her as I walk to the Capital doors. "I'll take you to Angelica." I tell her.
[Miles wouldn't be in the office area of the mess hall anymore, just a heads up.]
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 11:08 PM | Message # 4699 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Reagan
"Does she hate me too?"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 30.April.12, 11:10 PM | Message # 4700 |
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Commander
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| Marshal-
I frown, not looking back to her. "I think she took over, why else do you think Miles didn't shoot you down?" I reply.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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