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 Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2004 7:14 pm
*Crim thought about this for a few moments, her brow furrowed*But...wouldn't that be suspicious...? *She fell back into thought, not bothering to listen for an answer if one were to be given. Oxy had only said that there was one bed, so that meant that they would be sharing. Unfortunately for Crim, she had never really shared a bed before...at least, not like that...More than anything, she was a little scared at where this was going.
Shifting from foot to foot, her ears tilted back and forth while her tail flicked from side to side. Finally, she cleared her throat a bit, blushing faintly*I...erm...uh um...sure. Er, why not? oxymoron_02 Oxy shook his head.Nah, it won't be. Rocking back and forth on his heels a few times, he awaited any further response from Crimson, finally smirking when she gave her answer. He turned around and began to head up to the attic, giving his lover a sidelong grin.Now shall we?
Once there, she shifted a bit uncomfortably a few times before kicking off her boots and tossing her Santa hat to the side along with her gloves. Disrobing her former ensemble and putting on her other one consisting of a tank top and a pair of boxers, she shifted uncomfortably again before climbing into Oxy's bed. He hadn't lied; it was a big bed.*oxymoron_02 Enjoying the sight before him as Crimson dressed into an outfit that had a rather...expansive...effect on him, he changed into a loose t-shirt and climbed into the bed next to her
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 5:28 am
He was awake, and rolled over, slipping his arm around Crimson before dozing off again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 12:26 pm
Oxy woke up again, and slipped out of bed. He planted a light kiss on Crimson's head then wandered to his wardrobe. He selected full combat gear and dressed into it.
He holstered both handguns, and Greivance was tied to his leg rather than his back.
Oxy smiled to himself, today was to be a fun day. He quietly left the attic, heading for the garage.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 2:08 pm
He set about equpping himself with weapons from his truck. His MP5 was slung over his shoulder, CheyTac around his neck, resting on his back.
Oxy grinned again and headed back up to the attic.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 3:07 pm
With a big yawn Kitt awoke, stretching her arms out. After yawning a few more times, she got up and stood outside of the closet. Being her curious self, she began to wander what this so called "compute" place had inside of its' highly secured walls. She playfully skipped off to another room where she ound many weapons.
"OwO so many shiny daggers...."
Quickly she began to gather all objects she saw with nice points. Cackling playfully with glee, she left the room and went back to the closet where she had been sleeping. The she took a clothe and wrapped all of her new treasures away in it. It never dawned on her that a computer place shouldn't have weapons such as these. She was just happy having the objects.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 4:00 pm
((Sorry about my absence. A thunderstorm causes a power surge which fried my pc. Got a new one though.))
Vladar's BMW pulled up and the gates opened, somehow recognizing him as a member. He practically flew up to the garage and parked his car. Exiting the vehicle quickly, he dashed inside the mansion and went into his room, a large box under his arm. He opened up the box, a "Safety-First Chemistry Set- Accident Proof, and Non-Toxic materials only." He chuckled gleefully at the irony of what he was using the materials for. Mixing some various chemicals together, he ended up with two vials. One was filled with a viscous black liquid, and the other a lime-green powder. He carried the two carefully down to the kitchen, where he grabbed a coke bottle, chugged it, and poured the powder into it. He moved to the front door and opened it, positioning his foot to hold it open. He placed the vial of black liquid over the bottle, and looked at it impatiently as it oozed slowly into the bottle, when all the liquid was in the bottle, but before any had touched the powder, he took a lighter and placed it next to the bottle. Lighting it and dropping it onto the powder, he watched as the powder burst into flames. KNowing what was about to happen, he hurled the bottle as far as he could, which ended up being the roof of the building next to the TGM Mansion. He laughed as he waited for the flames to touch the black liquid. Suddenly a burst of light exploded from the roof. He watched excitedly as the fireball imploded on itself, causing a large hole to appear in the roof, directly underneath the bottle. A few seconds later, another fireball exploded, and again imploded, causing the bottle to fall through another hole to the first floor. Again the bottle caused an exploding then imploding fireball to wreak havoc on the building. He listened as the building's inhabitants fled in terror. When the fires had nearly subsided, a news crew sped along, followed closely by a fire crew. He sat down on the porch, waiting for the big finale. After a few minutes, just enough time for reporters, firemen, police and medics to arrive and begin searching the ashes, a molten piece of glass in the centre of the largest area of destruction began to vibrate. It started changing colour, going from a scorched black to a blue that spoke of raw energy. It blew up, leaving only smoldering carcasses where only a split second earlier, there had been hundreds of folks milling around. The building too, was reduced to large heaps of ash which blew away in the wind. Laughing all the while, Vladar returned to his room and began preparing more of his new "VZ Bombs." He spent hours sitting at the desk, mixing ther chemicals together to create new properties and ways of destruction.The only thing he remembered to do before he fell asleep at his desk, was move the substances very far apart from each other.
((Felt it was time for a little destruction around here. This post probably isn't too great. I am really tired right now.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2004 2:15 pm
OoC You got a new computer that fast? o_O Kitt, there is no weapons room in the mansion....
When it finished he sifted back down through the roof to the bedside.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2004 12:28 pm
Vladar came down frm his room looking extremely tired. He went down to the common room, and flicked through the channels on the tv. When he found nothing, he headed back up to his room, and came back with a massive sheathed claymore, fully 6 feet long, and went to the backgrounds. He pulled it out and began his training.
Whipping the blade diagonally to the left in front of him, he brought it up into a ready stance. His feet remained utterly stationary as he swiped, slashed, and hacked the air in front of and beside him. Having warmed up his arms, he began moving his feet. He feigned a chop with the claymore, then bought his back leg whipping across low, which due to his massive height would be about stomach level for others. He ran forward three steps, then leapt into the air with an almighty grunt. Pulling numerous front flips, he landed heavily and spun about, bringing the blade along beside him in a great sweeping arc. He continued in this manner for approximately an hour, before returning to the mansion's interor. He returned to his room, showered, changed, and then descended to the garage, carrying a few stoppered bottles in his pockets. He got in his BMW, and drove away.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2004 9:24 pm
As she left the closet she found herself in a large room she didn't really pay much attention to. Much like a mouse or rat, Kitt had came into the mansion and had not interacted with much anyone. She found the light a tad bit to bright in the big room, so she went back into the closet and curled up. Popping a peice of gum into her mouth, she thought back to that girl who first greeted her. Since that day she hadn't seen her since. Such a big place, and yet such few dwellers. It made her even more curious. Her curiousity soon grew into suspension as she sat there.
Soon after her long thinking session, she fell asleep holding a Mog doll that had been in one of her cargo pockets.
((OoC: sweatdrop a yeah....um...sorry about that..))
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 7:12 am
OoC *thinks a claymore is a remotely detonated plastic explosives mine* Does Crim wanna get her butt in gear?
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 10:38 am
((erm sorry, was away for a few days there sweatdrop ))
*When the explosion sounded, Crim had groaned in annoyance and thrown the blanket over her head when Oxy left for the roof. Already having been woken up, she found it nigh impossible to fall back asleep, so the girl wormed her way from the blankets and stood by Oxy, rubbing her eyes sleepily*
What the hell was that noise earlier?
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 10:55 am
Oxy stifled a yawn, stretching as he was still a little sleepy. He flexed his fingers and they cracked in harmony. "Explosions. Mansion next to ours. Dunno what happened."
He placed his hands to his back, pushing and leaning his stomach forwards, his spine let out a satisfying crack.
"Todays' the day, babe."
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 10:57 am
Kirasa stumbled from her room. She had slept right through the explosions, but woken up now of her own accord. With a glance to her wristwatch, which was still on her dresser, she sighed and traipsed back in her room to get it. After slipping it on her wrist she stepped back out from her room, locking the door behind her. She had dreamed of Oxy's intentions, being highly telepathic, and knew exactly what was expected of her. Kirasa walked down the stairs and outside into the underground mansion. Here she climbed into her Jaguar XJ220. She then simply waited for Oxy and the others. He would understand how he knew. He just wouldn't be happy about it...
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 11:02 am
*Straightening the stray hairs on her bangs, she twitched her tail a bit and raised an eyebrow*
Bank heist, I presume?
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 11:07 am
His head tipped in a nod, the corners of his mouth curling into a grin.
He twirled around in a full-body, glamour modelesque spin.
"Whatda think of the getup? Not too conspicuous? Been lurking in my clothes collection for time, I forgot I had it."
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