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| Narutard | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 11:53 AM | Message # 301 |
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| (I know...hmmm...what should I do...I wanted it to be a more bonding before we leave but obviously that's not working...would you guys hate me if I changed it to being placed in groups of six instead of two and just shove all of our characters together into Ever's apartment?)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 12:11 PM | Message # 302 |
 The man with no frontal cortex.
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| (Sounds like a plan to me.)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 12:30 PM | Message # 303 |
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| (Sure.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 12:39 PM | Message # 304 |
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| (Okay, so forget everything that's happened and you're now rooming in Ever's apartment)
Ever walked in, dropping her book at the door as she flipped on the lights reluctantly. "Chose any of the rooms except the master on the far right upstairs," She said as she walked up the stairs.
(Her apartment is more like a mini mansion)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 12:50 PM | Message # 305 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Wow.
This was a big apartment.
I chose a bedroom at random, and peek inside.
This was world class comfort. Why were other people not given this kind of luxury in their dorms?
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:17 PM | Message # 306 |
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| Cole:
"As long as you don't bug me while I work...we don't have a problem" I sat down on a table and began working again.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:33 PM | Message # 307 |
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| Ever stopped at the balcony and glared down at him. "Can you actually sit in a chair?" I growled. "You're in my apartment!"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:39 PM | Message # 308 |
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| Cole:
I sat down on a chair and went back to work.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:46 PM | Message # 309 |
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| Wardrobes...everything i didn't have in my old room i had here.
...Was that a TV? It looked pretty old, but...
I found the on button and pushed it.
Static.
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:47 PM | Message # 310 |
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| (It's like big brother. xD)
Cody
I sit down on a bed, kicking off my shoes and putting them under it.
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:51 PM | Message # 311 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Ever entered her dark room and sighed quietly in the silence. The scientists just love to bug her...she laid down on her bed, staring at her black ceiling.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:53 PM | Message # 312 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| The channel knob...
I twisted it. Static, more static...
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:56 PM | Message # 313 |
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| Cody
I hum quietly to myself.
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:57 PM | Message # 314 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| There has to be something out there. Twisting the knob...
The static became higher-pitched.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:58 PM | Message # 315 |
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| Cole:
I still worked dilligently on my device. Once this is completed I'll break out of the dome, and try to find any survivors out there. I know there has to be people outside this place.
(oh the anvil of irony)
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 2:59 PM | Message # 316 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Someone must be broadcasting out there.
I started to hear voices. Faint voices. I kept furiously adjusting the knobs.
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:01 PM | Message # 317 |
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| Cody
I look at him, "What are you doing?"
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:03 PM | Message # 318 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| (Me or Dillon?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:03 PM | Message # 319 |
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| Cole:
"I'm working on inventing something"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:06 PM | Message # 320 |
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Colonel general
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| (I meant dduck)
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:07 PM | Message # 321 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| "I'm trying to find outside stations."
Faint voices, but voices the same. The chances of this are 1 in a million.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:07 PM | Message # 322 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Um guys, there is no one out there but mutatedd creatures that can only speak with clicks, but they aren't smart enough to have radios and tvs,anyways, all satillites have fallen to earth and it is PITCH BLACK outside. And TVs do work, only broadcasted of what's inside the dome)
Ever sighed quietly, if only she could tell them all now so they would stop being so arrogant and stupid and realize the danger and sacrifices out there. If only she could tell them that the predicted outcome is that of the ten going out only four were expected to survive...
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:08 PM | Message # 323 |
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| Cody
I chuckle. "Yeah, cuz there's life out there."
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:10 PM | Message # 324 |
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| Cole:
I kept working and tried to activate the device, but go electricuted agian. I panted and just went back to work on the thing.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 22.April.12, 3:12 PM | Message # 325 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Ever got up and peeked outside. "Are you guys hungry?"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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