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 Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 1:58 am
What Do You EXPECT To Find Here?
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 10:05 pm
 αятнuя вяαss тнє яєρσ мαи
"Go ahead and run....I'll find you. I always do...."
That's when he appeared, rounding the corner, whipping his head towards his fleeing target. He marched over, deliberatly making each footstep heard. The man whimpered as he began crawling on his hands and knees to try and escape.
The Repo Man broke into a light jog, a scalpel suddenly appearing in hands. He caught up with his prey soon enough. As the man tried to plead for his life, the scalpel was instantly brought down on his thorat, the last of his words a gurgle.
The man that caused so much fear stood calmly, looking down at his latest target. With a small sigh, he bent down and opened his small bag. He began his work of repossessing the man's liver. But under Amber's new order, he had to take all the organs, whether it belonged originally from Geneco or not.
With a stretch, he closed his small bag, arose and whistled while he headed back the way he had come from, disappearing into the fog that was now forming.』
"No one can keep you from me. No one can hear you scream...."
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 3:36 pm
 ≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith calmly wandered down the alleyway. Repo Man? What new drug were folks on these days? As if Amber would even consider hiring such a fellow. Didn't she hate that guy anyhow? And wasn't he dead? Nah, these folks had to be hallucinating. That was it; too much Zydrate for them.
Keith calmly rounded a corner and paused in mid-step, spotting a man faced down not too far off from him. His heart skipped a beat. "Oi! You alright there?" He said, looking around for something to poke him with. Damn drunkards. Hoggin' the hallway... He though with a growl. He finally spotted what appeared to be a former rod and Keith picked it up.
"Hey! You hear me or whut?" He said, storming over to the man. Keith proceeded to prod the man with the rod. "Hey! Hey! Wake up!" Keith gave him one last hard poke before the man slightly rolled over.
"Geez! Finally!" Keith said, thinking the man was coming to. That was until Keith spotted a puddle underneath him. "Your in worse shape than I thought," He said as he gently stepped over to get a better look at him. "You should head to the---" Keith stopped speaking as the cold dead eyes of the man stared at him. Keith's eyes couldn't help but travel down to the man's torn stomatch and Keith didn't need to look inside to see that he was picked clean.
Keith took off, out the alley and ran as far as he could. He had to find Graverobber. It seemed the rumors about a new Repo Man in town might be true after all.
«Everybody, everybody! (get down, get down now!) S-s-sstand up! (Don't be shy!) People, people, people, (get up, get up, get up!) Everybody, everybody! (Testify!)»
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 2:38 am
Oh, how I wish for soothing rain, All I wish is to dream again.
My loving heart, lost in the dark, For hope I'd give my everything...
The young woman had woken up beside a dumpster, nude, covered in dried blood and other filth she was sure she didn't want to know about...Upon the realization that she had no idea who she was, she'd searched all over the area for a wallet, an ID, anything. But to no avail. So now she had no identity, no money, no CLOTHES.
Swallowing hard, and fighting tears, she'd dug around until locating a fairly decent cardboard box. Then she'd broken it down and wrapped it around herself for cover before hurrying through the streets in search of...what? Some clothes? Shelter? FOOD? Oh GOD, she was so hungry!
Nemo, as she was now deciding to call herself (half-jokingly), looked up at the building she'd woken behind. The vibrant, neon light read 'GeneCo'. GeneCo...she knew about that, right? That was the hospital. The surgery center where people went to get a second chance at life...What was she doing HERE!?
Nemo's first thought had been that she was mugged. Attacked...probably stabbed by the sight of the still-healing scars on her bare abdomen...robbed and left for dead. But...outside of GeneCo? It just seemed so...well, wouldn't someone have been around?
She forced these thoughts from her mind, at least for now. Right now it didn't matter HOW she'd come to where she was now. All that mattered was getting some CLOTHES and finding a place to stay until she could straighten her life out again.
It wasn't long before she found herself approaching a nearby graveyard...
((Post continued in the graveyard XDDD...))
Oh, how I wish for soothing rain, Oh, how I wish to dream again.
Once and for all, and all for once, Nemo, my name forevermore.
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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 2:29 am
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle
Scarlett didn't think she'd been late. But then, there was no telling what time her 'Master' would show up or not. It made being his apprentice all the more frustrating. She'd learned to adapt. Her quota was already filled, and as he entered the alley, she'd found a stack of crates to call her perch for the night. The skin-tight skirt hugged her defined hips, riding up to mid-thigh, the black boots breaking the leather connection to the hem of the skirt only by the blaze of fishnets, and the sizeable hole in them. Her zip-up leather vest completed the outfit, her mass of hair loose, falling nearly to her waist.
Yes, she'd finished her quota, and she'd beaten him back, but the sight of him still made her smile a bit. "I was beginning to wonder if your old age had caught up with you," she said mildly, stretching out almost suggestively against the crates, her long legs crossed at the hide-covered ankles. "Or you'd gotten caught." A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:43 pm
And it's my job to steal,
'Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box. A mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot.  »•GГДνєЯОββєГ•«
‡Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all.‡
"Ante up, doll." He grinned and leaned smugly against the crates again. He wasn't all to worried at all, having the supply of zydrate out like that. If anyone was idiot enough to steal from him they were probably the type that would be dead by morning. And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue. Epilogue!
...And rob...GRAAAAAVES!
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:57 pm
How can I find my way,
Heart don't fail me now, courage don't desert me. ∥∴С¤¥ε∴∥
†Who am I?† Coye felt good to be out of the coffee shack and back into her normal street clothes. She was able to move easier and faster, which made her feel safer. She hated this place and would love nothing more than to see the rest of the world. Though what she was told was it was just as bad there as it was here. But then again, what did her mom and dad know. They'd been born and grew up here. Speaking of them, she probably should go get her mother's zydrate fix. She payed for it anyway, why not be the one to pick it up?
She headed down the alleys. She knew who she was looking for, she just had to find him. He was never in the same place twice, though that was probably a smart move since street zydrate was illegal and all. Oh what people would do for a little bit of money. It was enough to make her sad for the world today. "Alright... Where is he?" She asked aloud as she wandered through the maze of brick walls and dumpsters. The city was large, but it wasn't that easy to hide in, was it? On this journey to the past.
When I don't even know my real name?
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 5:59 pm
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle
She shot him a crooked grin. On her it looked adorable, and she seemed to know it. She leaned forward, her eyes half-closed. "The supply is on the other side, against the wall," she practically purred before she straightened, slipping down to the hard concrete of the alley floor. Her mass of heavy hair fell back from her shoulder. "You haven't seen that girl about, have you?" she asked. "The coffee shop one? She owes me money."
She leaned back against the stack of crates, emphasizing just how long her body actually was as she watched her Master dig out her supply for the night. Tilting her head to one side, her eyes narrowed a bit. "There's a new Repo Man out and about as well." A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 6:06 pm
And it's my job to steal,
'Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box. A mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot. »•GГДνєЯОββєГ•«
‡Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all.‡ Graverobber checked over her haul and nodded. "Tonight's pay night... She'll be out here eventually." He knew the girl's pattern well. She came around every week at least once, sometimes twice if it was a bad week. It wasn't for her, that much he knew, but he didn't rightly care about who it was for as long as they got the money for it. He glanced up at his apprentice and nodded. "Very good."
"Yes I know." He said as he stood and straightened himself out. "But we've yet to see him, now have we? Just his handiwork." He said as he went back to his own stash and putting it away. "He's good at his job." He said as he turned back to look at her. "We'll have to keep on Miss Sweet's good graces now won't we?" He asked with a laugh. Graverobber wasn't worried a bit. She needed the zydrate too much to worry. And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue. Epilogue!
...And rob...GRAAAAAVES!
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 6:14 pm
How can I find my way,
Heart don't fail me now, courage don't desert me. ∥∴С¤¥ε∴∥
†Who am I?† Coye could hear him speaking. How was it that she was able to memorize the sound of his voice? She shook her head and headed down the alley towards them. She pulled the money out of her pocket and counted it out, plus some for a down payment on this week's supply. She kept telling herself that this week was the last week she'd do this for her parents, but she always ended up doing it over again. She was quite ashamed of herself. How could she support their illegal addiction. Then again though, how couldn't she? They were her parents.
"Scarlett. Got your money." She said, more confidence in her voice than she actually felt. She wasn't the kind that could stand up for herself easily. She liked to be left alone, and she liked not to have to confront people if she could help it. People typically scared her and she was often easily pushed around by them. Yet another reason she kept promising herself that she'd stop buying for her parents. On this journey to the past.
When I don't even know my real name?
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 10:53 pm
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith jumped slightly as she took hold of his hand but didn't object at all. Not one bit. "I don't mind givin' up me bed. I hardly sleep in it anyway. I think you'll get more use out of it than me." He sighed as they continued down the alley.
"Well, as for whut we can do, that depends. Do you want to see Graverobber now or when you've rested? As for whut I used to do, I used to be a Geneco customer and public relations employee but ended up going down the wrong alley one day. I just scrounge around these days and find whut I can sell for the money or do some jobs for Graverobber."
«Everybody, everybody! (get down, get down now!) S-s-sstand up! (Don't be shy!) People, people, people, (get up, get up, get up!) Everybody, everybody! (Testify!)»
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 11:02 pm
Oh, how I wish for soothing rain, All I wish is to dream again.
My loving heart, lost in the dark, For hope I'd give my everything... Nemo swallowed, shaking her head. Her other hand wrapped around his arm, clinging to him out of fear.
A chill breeze blew through the alley and she shivered, still shoeless.
"That's no way to live", she said softly, "I can't imagine that you're happy that way...how COULD you be?"
She paused, biting her lip, "I...I guess I don't care. I'd really...I'd really rather just sleep, if you don't mind...but I guess if you need to see graverobber...that's okay too. I...I don't really have much of a say in this sort of thing considering I have no idea who I am or...or what I'm doing here...I'm just following you".
After a few more moments of silence, she looked up at him, studying his face.
"Are you married?" she asked softly. Instantly, she blushed, "I mean...not that it's any of my business! Just...you look...well...old enough to be married..." Oh, how I wish for soothing rain, Oh, how I wish to dream again.
Once and for all, and all for once, Nemo, my name forevermore.
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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 11:09 pm
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith smiled sadly. "We can head over to me house and rest. There is no rush to see him anyhow." He glanced over at her. "I'm not happy and I've been wanting to get out of this lifestyle but its hard to do so. I mean, I've really had no reason to..." Except perhaps for now. At this moment. Your changing me mind and making me think. First in a long time. He thought quietly.
"And I wish I was married. I ain't."
«Everybody, everybody! (get down, get down now!) S-s-sstand up! (Don't be shy!) People, people, people, (get up, get up, get up!) Everybody, everybody! (Testify!)»
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 11:14 pm
Oh, how I wish for soothing rain, All I wish is to dream again.
My loving heart, lost in the dark, For hope I'd give my everything... Nemo blinked, "You...you WISH you were married? That's...peculiar."
She frowned in thought, "I mean...most men that...that I know of...or...seem to think I know of, since I can't honestly remember ANYONE, well...it just doesn't seem like the popular thing, does it? To want to settle down? What is it men call it? Erm...being a...'bachelor' or something?"
She paused again, "So...do you have a girlfriend then? That you want to be married to? Or is it just a general desire? To simply 'be married'?"
After a moment, she blushed, looking away, "I'm sorry...I...I shouldn't ask so many questions. I'd say I'm not usually like this but I...I might be lying..." Oh, how I wish for soothing rain, Oh, how I wish to dream again.
Once and for all, and all for once, Nemo, my name forevermore.
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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 11:26 pm
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith chuckled. "It's alright. I dun't mind anyhow." He flashed her a smile. "I wish I HAD a girlfriend. I had one but she left once she found out an addict." He nodded at her comment about men wanting to be a bachelor. "Most usually do want to stay single. But some want to find sumone to fall in luv with and settle down with." He gently gave her hand a pat. "Spot on I say your observations are."
«Everybody, everybody! (get down, get down now!) S-s-sstand up! (Don't be shy!) People, people, people, (get up, get up, get up!) Everybody, everybody! (Testify!)»
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