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Hero/Villain Roleplay
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:05 PM | Message # 201 |
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| (One post then I'll see ya'll when I get home)
Reagan
I looked at the pictures and then at him. "I'll accept on one condition," I lunged forward in a heartbeat and had him on the ground, knife to his throat and hair tickling his face. "Never talk to me with such an arrogant attitude or I'll be taking your head and all of your money," I hissed.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:07 PM | Message # 202 |
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| He smiled.
"Very well."Added (26.October.11, 5:07 PM)
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~Steve~
Smiling, i shot her leg with the paralysis gun.
"Don't worry. It only effects the limb..." I said.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:09 PM | Message # 203 |
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| Reagan
I stood and turned, grabbing the photos and pocketing them. "I'll be back within the month,"
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:11 PM | Message # 204 |
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| "Very well. Goodbye."
And just like that, you swear he dissolved into a black smoke and floated away.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:11 PM | Message # 205 |
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| Angelica
I just glared at him and growled, "if you do that one more time, I'll NOT hesitate stalling the helicopter and let gravity take over."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:12 PM | Message # 206 |
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| Reagan
I looked up at the rusted piece of junk and sighed. Two days to repairs and then I'll be on my way...I climbed in and flipped it on, listening to the gentle whum, whum, whum of the propellers. I smiled and rose off the ground, flying a minimum distance away.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:14 PM | Message # 207 |
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| "I could take over. You are not the only one that can fly." I said.
I laid the gun back down on the far side of the dash.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:20 PM | Message # 208 |
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| Angelica
"I hate you." I muttered as I quickly change places with him. "you better explain this to hallas later."
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:24 PM | Message # 209 |
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| I kept a close eye on the paralysis gun as I flew it around the tower.
"I wonder if this thing can do a barrel roll..." I mused.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:54 PM | Message # 210 |
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| Reagan
Well...this thing flies pretty well. I settle back, guiding towards the Capital. Stupid, I knew what the Capital was. After all...my sister worked there.
(PLEASE ILD?!)
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 7:57 PM | Message # 211 |
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| (Oh no.
Oh god no....
Crap! I can't find anything wrong with it! NO!)
The radar beeped.
"Smeg."
An incoming ship.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:09 PM | Message # 212 |
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| (:3)
(Incoming ship as in Reagan?)
Reagan
I slowed the speed back a little bit. This thing like fast. I smiled evily. That's good.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:11 PM | Message # 213 |
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| (Yeap. In all her glory.)
There was wirring in the distance.
I took Prophet up away from the tower, out more to sea.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:18 PM | Message # 214 |
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| Reagan
I yawned. Do I really want to start this tonight? Nah...I decreased in speed greatly and began to drop in altitude. That small island will do for now.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:20 PM | Message # 215 |
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| I followed in on the faint blip of the radar.
I decided to open communications, despite my best judgement.
"And you are?" I said into the microphone.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:20 PM | Message # 216 |
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| (NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry I'm just frustrated and annoyed today.)
Angelica
It's going to get miles attention sooner or later." I said, musing.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:24 PM | Message # 217 |
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| (So....I can't be your sister? ):)
Reagan
I click my headset on. I cleared my throat. "Hello," I said sweetly. If I'm lucky...I'm not known to him.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:25 PM | Message # 218 |
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| "We've detected your blip on the radar."
Time to mess with her head.
"I'm not sure who you are, but i'm considering you as a threat. We have 20 armed gunships descending on your position from capitol."
I smirked.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:34 PM | Message # 219 |
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| Reagan
I rolled my eyes. "No you don't. You're a personalized helicopter by the name of Prophet. The capital really could care less right now about a '72 chopper," I said qith direct knowledge.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:34 PM | Message # 220 |
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| (...............ILD?)
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:37 PM | Message # 221 |
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| "I built this thing!" I said. And a 72 chopper doesn't exist!, i added in my head.
"Very well. I assume you have nothing to do with the capitol, me, or anyone here."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 26.October.11, 8:58 PM | Message # 222 |
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| Angelica
"who cares? I'm going to get Miles's attention right now...or maybe he already does have his attention on that chopper." I frowned.
It's time.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 26.October.11, 9:06 PM | Message # 223 |
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| "true..." I said, putting down the mike. "He does know a lot."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 9:35 PM | Message # 224 |
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| (That means 1972, the year it was made Duck...)
(Personalized = you built it)
Reagan
"You should know...I'm different than your average bear," I said quietly, smirking.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 26.October.11, 9:46 PM | Message # 225 |
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| (I feel like you're ignoring me ILD...can Reagan be your sister or not?)
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