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| Who Should Become Vice-Commander? Vote Now Fools! |
| Ace (Sokata) |
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| GroundWalker (Joel) |
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 Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 4:12 am
Brian picked up his handheld, and started a few calculations....
"Basically, you have done nothing wrong, my dear. You just happened to have a particularely annoying sibling experiment, that has a few too many thoughts, about killing you and making your life miserable for no reason. AAh, the status report. I hope the damage will be within limitations. "
He moved his fingers around the keyboard, and grinned about the results.
"Basically, the nanites are just cut off from power. I think some croc-cables will restore enough juice for the nanites to restore the rest. "
He took something out of one of his various bags, and attatched it over the gap in the main power cables. It whirred, and then mooved like a scorpion, with its tail glowing bright white, and moving over the power lines.
"You know, I allways admired the power and capability of members of the armed forces to suffer through various degrees of loss. Well, one of them explained to me that the secret lies in storing away all emotions untill you have some time alone with that b*****d who killed your bud. Yes, some of them were not very much polite in the english way, but I will say that you cannot make an omlett without risking some nuts in it. "
He grinned, and watched as the nanites played.
"You know what I allways admired? this one quote from hannibal lecture. Quite a gent, don't you think? I say, I allways had to admire his style. "a census taker once tried to question me... I ate his liver with some fava beans...""
Brian nodded, and grinned, as the nanites showed full capacity.
"tell me, hex as you apparently want to be called. I think you did not try to question me, you tried to deccieve me, and killed my captain. What part of yourself do you want to eat first?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 3:39 pm
((Sorry guys, I got overwhelmed over the weekend.))
Sokato took off his sunglasses while the new squad member took off his hood. Mainly to let them see the glowing red, mechanical eye, and the other normal one. One of the reasons he did this, was to show that he was unintimated by Shadar, even though that he really could less about the show he is putting on. Sokato said nothing to Shadar. Instead, he gave a nod. Then as Shadar left the hall, Sokato turned his attention to San. He turned to face San and waited for him to finish. "Ok. Thats fine. Wait here, I will go inside my office and get your key cards." Sokato put his sunglasses back on and walked into his pitch black office. Before getting the key cards, he went into his dorm room and pulled out another left arm from the closet. The arm was in a box seperated out. It was carfully incased in foam. He jammed it into the socket, then the discs on both of the ports started to spin until the arm locked in place. Shortly after, it powered on. Sokato on the way out of his dorm took another trench coat out of the closet. It was amoung about six other identical coats. He comes out of of dorm, which leads into his office, and opens his desk drawer. He takes out two key cards and hands them both to San. "One is for you. It gives you access to your dorm amoung other important rooms. You can also use it to claim lunches at the cafeteria and vending machines. They are specific to each individual... It should have your name on it."
A smile ran across his face. "I received these a while ago, I was wondering if you two were ever going to show up."
Sokato then walks back into his office. As he enters, he shouts out, "Make sure to get back here fast, we might get a mission soon and I don't want to have to run all over the place to look for you."
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 4:03 pm
Shadow stood there patiently and watched. He decided that for the moment he should just stay out of the way. Wasnt too hard since no one had noticed his presence yet. A lot of comotion built up in a room near the cage. The lizard woke up, and obviously didnt like being caged up.
Shadow was used to being unknoticed usually due to his precise silence. He was heard only when he wanted to be heard. His training had made him capable of doing anything without making noise.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 6:04 pm
"You know me too well old friend." He smirks and then grunts a bit from the pain of one of his broken ribs. "There's Slithen hall. We might be getting a mission soon, so we have to go there. He grins. "I guess Captain was thinking about kicking me from the mission. No way. You knw I won't back down from a misson."
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 5:10 am
"Sure you don't want to see one of the healers about that rib, before we go and see the Captain?", Hrisskar said to Anima, in his gruff Russian accent. ((Memory block >.> And just wanting to bring your attention to this. Hurr, shameless self-plug.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 2:21 pm
Haha, whichever you prefer, I'll just regrow it as soon as you take it out, do what you like, there is plenty of darkness in this place to feed my powers, and if I happen to escape, plenty of sealed demons to release." Hex smiles and his dark aura grows but is still contained by the prism.
"Well, I saw that coming, his creators tried to control him but underestimated him and got themselves burned alive. Don't make their mistake. Be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary, it seems that Dagger, his kitsune, got away." He looks around just to make sure the room is safe.
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 3:55 pm
Shadar stumbled into the Slithen hall. He was shaky and far from sturdy.
The drain from his hydrokinesis seemed to great for some reason.
His gaze was lazy and seemed to be exhausted. In order to remain conscience, he needed short, gasps, of air.
The door creaked open as he crawled in before he fell to the ground in the corner next to Sokato's office, exhausted.
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 7:27 pm
Magnavar Cyrith nodded at Stalker's statement, although the funeral part was a bit weird. Still, one thing was nagging at him, and he remembered what it was. "Uhhh, Cap'n. Is there a specific area of the city that you want everyone to fan out in, or is it just find your own area and stay there?"
"Hey kid, when you're done, get your money and we're goin shopping. We gotta get street clothes so that we can blend in with the crowd.
--Oh. Does this place have access to the sewers? I wouldn't want to leave this place and go into the streets... considering how badly we're being watched."Gene Dalfont
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 7:13 am
Staring at the librarian the lizard backed up slightly then sheathed one of the two swords. Slipping the one it held in its right hand back into the sheath the lizard now rushed forward forcing its hand and arm between the bars as it reached it full length out to try and grab hold of the librarian not really going for his throat it would seem to be grabbing at his clothing. It would continue to press again the bars even as the volts ran through it’s body almost throwing it back a time or two but it held fast for a moment longer then drew quickly back with or with out it’s target. If it had pulled the man back with him the lizard would have dropped him before he would come to harm do to the bars. No matter the out come of the man begin grabbed the lizard once more at the middle of the cage would lower it’s large frame to sit on the floor of the cage sheathing the sword it still held before relaxing. Flicking its long tail along the floor from right to left as it seemed to just wait now.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 8:45 am
He smirks. "Do really think I would do that, I mean seriously buddy." He smirked and kept trudging towards the Slithen Hall.
((Writers Block))
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 12:03 pm
[[ -.-;; Forgive my last few posts, they were a bit erratic as I had jumbled the storyline, but now that I have finally had time to sit down and reread the last few blasted pages I am up to date. ]]
Apollime looked at the surrounding medics as one walked up to her and began bandaging her shoulder, poking and prodding. As though a fog had been cleared from her mind her face shut down to expressionless impassivness. Her emotions banned, for there were far too many new faces around her to show any weakness. As the medic sprayed something across the wound she heard it hiss before it stretched tight and a bandage applied. It felt as though it were already closeing, indeed it was, as she healed remarkably fast. It would barely be red in the morning, gone before the next night. Her head wound had closed but the medic still checked her all over rapidly and cleaned the places were the blood had originated, giving her an odd look when he found no other wounds. As he stepped away and nodded at the captain, which she assumed meant she was finished in his opinion, she rolled her shoulder experimentally. Though slightly sore, whatever the medic had placed on it had helped, and she could move it again.
She guessed she would be given a room later to clean up in. She seriously hoped so, she hated looking like a war refugee. She wrinkled her nose at the thought. Reaching up she touched the hilt of her sword, and flexed her hands to feel for the blades in her gloves, feeling relief that both were there. The reassureing weight of her guns in the hidden holsters on her thighs were just as relieving to her, so she calmed slightly.
Only now she began looking at the others, wondering where they had all came from. The lizard was in a cage, apparently trying to mess with the librarian, which was not a good idea. Another guy, standing not to far from the captain seemed unnoticed and unsure, and she wondered what he was doing there. She looked at Hex and Erald, wondering what the hell would be done with them, and finally back at the tech, captain, and librarian.
She listened as Erald said something, searching her memory for spotting the kitsune ever getting away from Hex. With an idea she smiled, and looked at the tech.
"I'll bet the Tech could find it. After all, he scanned us and our weapons into the computers before the fight, which means he scanned hex and his little kitsune thing into the computer. I bet the nanites could trace it. The tech is smart enough to do something that simple if he did all the this," she said motioning to the room they were in as the nanites scurried to reattach everything. She was also meaning the scenes and places the tech had made before the power was cut, and to the level of accuracy and detail in the training sessions which had astounded her earlier.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 2:25 pm
Brian stayed calmly in the room, as the guy raved on. He simply put his hands in front of him, and the nanites jumped up and formed a screen.
"Computer, create a room with the proportions of 1, 0, 0;0, 2, 0; 0, 0, 1. create it absolutely spherical, with 12 inches of ceramic layer inside. take matherial and space from the floor under the subject. "
Something clicked, and a black mass appeared where the original floor had been. It slowly ate its way in the floor, and grew in mass.
"Computer, give me a reading and a complete body scan of the victim. "
He grinned, as the lifeless nanometer sized machines passed the forcefield around the body without anyadditional help, and transmitted a good reading.
"Good work, boys. You, emeral, I believe, hold up that forcefield a little longer. "
He turned around, and faced the convict again.
"You know, when some guy stole the fire from Zeuss, he got rather pissed, and nailed said guy to a rock in a remote area, with a bird pecking out said convicts liver every day, and by night, the liver would have regrown, only to be picked out in the morning again. I dare you, try that you grunt. I will keep you alive in your cell for years. If you really are a damn regenerator, I will find out how quickly regenerate, and choose the right organ every day. Believe me, when we have figured out if your organs are in any way or kind toxic, we two will have some kind of big lottery.... I say, we will make some people veeeery happy, while I keep you here and alive....."
He lifted up his hand, and some kind of fishing rod appeared, the line still out. He slowly began pulling it in.
"I say, I guess your little dragon has made an attempt to escape right in one of my little spiderbuddys, yes? Oh, the mirth as the spider now breaks some little bones in the little dragons body, each time it tries to escape. OOh, wait! I have a wonderfull Idea. Dragons nearly are birds. I say, I will keep your little pal in a sphere of its own, letting it hunger for seven days, and in the eighth day, it gets one hour with you and your precious body.... let's see how long you will have before you will be eaten alive by your little pal, who will be a subject to a fully grown simulation of how you abuse him. "
Brian finally pulled, and a bloody little bundle flew out of an opening into the room. A spider on its back had its legs deeply burried in the flesh of the creature.
"OOh, no problem, that is down till the original bone. If it wants to move, it will have to rip the spiderleg out of the bone in order to play, which will pretty much damage the original bone. "
Brian grinned, wiggled his fingers, and the little dragon started to walk clumsily towards the victim.
"What do you say, guys, does the plan sound agreeable? OOh, and little lizzard here, sall he get his first chew at his former captain? the livers are to be reccomended, and I will make sure the thing chews thoroughly....."
[Please forgive my slightly psychotic posts. I have had two wisdom teeth sawed out of my yaw, and halfway, the narcotics stopped. I have a lot of anger to work off, and my dentist kind of looks like Lutz's char. ]
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 7:17 am
[[Aw, poor tech. I hate the damnable dentist anyways. I shall make teh tech feel better, -sicks domokuns on dentist- yes... -maniacal laughter-
domokun domokun domokun
domokun gonk domokun
domokun domokun domokun
-.-; sorry, I myself am extroaridinarily bored as noone else is on right now. I'm being a little weird. dramallama pirate rofl ]]
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 8:31 am
((Eh, I'm on, but I have no idea what to do now. Writers block = fail. What timezone are you in, assassinatrix?))
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 9:20 am
PartingGift ((Eh, I'm on, but I have no idea what to do now. Writers block = fail. What timezone are you in, assassinatrix?)) [[-le gasp- Writers block!! gonk
ninja Eastern Central, I believe... ninja
rofl ]]
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