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 Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 2:05 am
What happens in the graveyard... Stays there.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 6:32 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 I ever got in.‡
Spotting his next supply, he crept over to a fresh grave and pulled his next two vials worth of zydrate. He hummed slightly as he worked swiftly. Gods he loved his job, and so did everybody else in this damned place. Wasn't he just lucky?And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue. Epilogue!
...And rob...GRAAAAAVES!
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 12:58 am
 ≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith ran hastily into the Graveyard. Since Amber had taken the reins of Geneco, the security around the Graveyard became lax and it made it easier to obtain zydrate. Maybe it helped having the head of Geneco addicted to that stuff. It made everyone's lives easier.
FOCUS! Keith scolded himself. He wasn't here to collect some zydrate. No. He was here looking for his main supplier and only ally now, Graverobber. He scoured the place before spotting the familiar figure bent down over a corpse humming happily.
"Oi! Graverobber!" He said with a wave and jogging over to him. "It turns out the rumors might be true after all! That there be a new Repo Man on the loose!" Keith nibbled on his fingernails (or what was left of it) before he continued. "Spotted a corpse in the alleyway picked clean. No organs, nothing." He went back to biting his nails, waiting for Graverobber to speak. Keith wouldn't be surprised if Graverobber already knew it to be true. Somehow that guy knew everything!
«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 2:46 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... 
A graveyard? Oh no...Oh GOD no. She did not want to be there...
She turned to leave, head in a new direction, but then she noticed...something interesting.
Bodies. Tons of bodies. Some horribly decomposed, some not so much. But one thing they all had in common? They'd been removed from their coffins and/or graves, and thrown around haphazardly. Who would DO something like this!?
Then it hit her...the graverobbers. Those people who looted corpses for street Zydrate...
Nemo growled in frustration. How was it she could remember stuff like THIS, but not her own name or identity!?
She shook her head. As disgusting as the thought was...she knew that she could pick clothing off one of the bodies to cover herself. It was gross. It was horrifying. It was a life-altering experience, for sure. But she couldn't run around holding a box to herself forever! That would just draw too much attention...and whatever had happened to her, she wanted to be left alone. At least until she could figure out what the hell was going on.
Nemo swallowed hard and hurried into the graveyard. She looked around at all the discarded bodies, finally setting her sights on one that looked...well...new. It couldn't have been there TOO long, and the clothing was fairly decent. Granted, it was formal. Why were people ALWAYS buried in their formal clothes? After all, if she had to wear it for the rest of eternity, she'd rather be buried in something COMFORTABLE...then again...she didn't figure the dead minded too much.
After looking around to make sure that no one was around to watch (it seemed she'd found the section of the graveyard that the graverobber had already passed through), she dropped the box and dropped to her knees, beginning to undress the corpse.
"Eww, eww, oh gross...oh yuck. I can't believe I'm doing this!"
She shuddered, lamenting to herself as she picked at the body with her fingertips, trying to avoid actually TOUCHING the body by simply touching the clothes. It wasn't really possible, of course...
Finally, FINALLY, the dress had been removed from the corpse. She shook it out, as though shaking the cloth in the breeze would get the death out of it. She knew that realistically, it wouldn't. But it made her FEEL better, and that's what really mattered. With another shiver and a groan, she tugged the dress over her head. It was a bit big for her, but not by much, and at least now she was properly covered.
The question now was what to do next? 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: Sun Aug 30, 2009 1:02 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 looked up at the man speaking to him. Keith? Wasn't that his name? He nodded gravely, pun intended. "Yes, I know. You can't tell me you didn't expect it." He said as he drew another vial full of zydrate. He flicked the vial twice and slipped it into his kit. "Amber Sweet, was, and always will be addicted to the knife. So to cover for her own ever changing insides and outsides, she's got to meet a new quota for organs. Therefore, repossessions. That... and haven't you heard the rumors about botched surgeries? Standards..." he groaned as he stood and threw the body half back in its grave, "are not what they once were." He said pointedly as he went on to the next grave. He almost had his supply for the night. He'd be heading back to the alley soon enough. And the alley meant safety, for him at least. And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue. Epilogue!
...And rob...GRAAAAAVES!
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 1:49 am
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith only grunted. "I'm sure a few was expectin' it! The other are either in hard denial 'bout her behavior or choosin' to ignore it! Just really never thought she'd stoop so low where she'd steal from her own company and kill others to cover it up! Then again," he nodded towards the corpses strewn about. "Zydrate makes ya doing crazy things right?" He chuckled a little nervously. "You do what you can to git it and git by right?"
"I suppose knowing what kinda 'beast' she is, you can expect whut kinda behavior you'll git from her..." Keith then fished around in his pockets for a pack of cigarettes. "Say, how's that apprentice o' yours anyhow?"
He managed to find it and offered one to Graverobber as he took one for himself.
«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: Mon Aug 31, 2009 3:46 am
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 shook his head and refused the cigarette politely, the laughed. "Oh, please. Don't ask me. She goes where she likes to, when she likes to, and can do whatever she pleases, whatever that may be." He waved a hand as if dismissing the subject. He was done collecting and stood to inspect his haul. It'd make a nice bit for him to use. Street zydrate may be cheap, but since he was a most reliable source, it made a small income for him. Enough to keep him up to date and always informed... though this time he might want to buy z-vials.
"Well... let's go see how many people need their nightly hit of Z." He said with a half-charming, half-disconcerting grin.
And it was off to the races with him. As quickly and quietly as he'd entered the graveyards, he was gone, and on his way to the alleys where he sold his wares. And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue. Epilogue!
...And rob...GRAAAAAVES!
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:33 am
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith smiled and nodded, about to follow Graverobber back to the Alleys, lighting his cigarette as he walked. It was then he spotted something unusual about one of the corpses. He gently walked over the others strewn about, puffing on his cigarette. The one he had eyed earlier was nude! NUDE!
"Whut in the world...?!" He said, scratching his head. "Aren't you buggers usually dressed?" As he glanced about he spotted a woman, or rather, a young looking woman. "Oi! Whut's a girlie like you doing in a graveyard? You lost or something?" Keith said, calling out to her, smoke escaping from his mouth.
((Just in case, if Nemo is still around....XD Keith spotted Nemo...))
«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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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 7:40 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...
"Don't hurt me!" she called out automatically, turning around to face the person who had spoken. She blinked. He was...well, very attractive, if a bit dirty. Then again, who was she to judge? SHE was covered in dried blood and wearing a corpse's dress.
She took a step back, hugging her arms around herself and instantly wincing from the pain. Oh, god. Whatever had happened to her, it couldn't have been long ago.
She knew that medically speaking, the average amount of time a person could survive without food was about eight weeks...but that was as long as one had WATER. And depended a lot upon being in a strong, healthy physical condition. She was not, obviously, and had had no water either.
Without water, a physically healthy human being could survive no longer than a week...So that was her answer, then, wasn't it? She couldn't have been the way she was for more than a week...at most.
Nemo had no idea HOW she knew this, simply that she did. And right now, she didn't really care. All that mattered was surviving. Not being murdered or assaulted by a stranger in a graveyard...
"I...I'm not causing any trouble, I swear".
She swallowed again, watching him nervously, trying to ignore the severe pain in her abdomen.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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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 12:53 am
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith blinked himself. The young woman was beautiful, even if she was in a slightly rotted dress. "I won't hurt ya. You lost or sumthin'? Whut's a pretty girl like you doin' in a place like this?" Keith slowly walked towards her, his hands slowly raising up in the air to show he was unarmed. He gently moved his coat aside to also show he carried no sort of weapon.
"You need a place to stay or sumthin' sweetheart? I mean, this isn't the sort of place to be hiding. You'd have more luck in an alleyway..." He grimaced slightly. "Then again with whut's happening now a days..." Keith sighed and rummaged a hand in his hair. "I'm ramblin' again aren't I?"
«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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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 12:57 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... Nemo continued to back up as he came closer, until she ran straight into a gravestone.
She yelped in shock as she fell backward over it, hurrying to tug the dress back down. One thing she HADN'T taken from the corpse was underwear. No way did she want ANYTHING to do with that.
"I...I uh..."
She fumbled around, finally getting back to her feet, shoving her dark red hair from her eyes. Pain exploded through her abdomen again, and she winced, her hand instantly going to her stomach.
"I don't know", she said, in response to his question. What WAS she doing here?
"I don't...I have...I...I don't know where I live..."
Well...it was honest at least, right? Though she found herself questioning whether or not she should be TELLING him this.
"I don't...I don't know anything, really..."
((WOOT! Everyone's online! *snuggles peoples*)) 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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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:21 am
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith halted the instant she tripped over a gravestone. "You okay? Did you hurt yourself?" He wanted to go over and make sure she was okay, but her reaction to him moving closer made him restrain himself from doing so. His face scrunched up as she stated she knew nothing. "And what do you mean you know nuthin'! You gotta know sumthin'!" He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair again.
"Sorry. Sorry. I'm so very sorry. Well, let me introduce myself then. I'm Keith Ergos. Do you at least know your name?" He tried to smile without seeming weird or creepy.
«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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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:27 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... She swallowed hard, shaking her head.
"N-no", she replied softly, "I just...I woke up and...in the alley and..."
Tears pricked her eyes, her frustration evident, "I...I don't remember...anything...just...that I..."
She swallowed again, "Nemo", she said finally, "You can...You can call me Nemo".
Trembling softly, she wrapped her arms around herself, "Why...why are YOU in the graveyard?"
((Sorry it's a bit short...Not sure what else she can really DO. Conversation posts are always shorter. Lol.)) 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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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:48 am
≠Ķёіťĥ ĖřğФš≠Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in.
Keith felt bad for her. He was about to ask something when she asked him what he was doing here. He thought for a moment before he spoke.
"A friend o' mine can be seen hanging 'round here. I came to talk to him and I was headin' back home when I found ya here." He then tossed his cigarette down and stepped on it, crushing it to put it out. "Nemo is your name? Nice name...a little odd though." He offered her another smile.
"Well, would you like to head back to the alleyway with me? Maybe my friend can help ya. He knows just about everyone and everything that happens in this here city. Maybe he'll know sumthin' 'bout you!"
«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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Angels Fell First Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:53 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... Nemo blinked, "I...I suppose".
She wasn't sure she wanted to go ANYWHERE with this guy. Or if she should trust him. But at this point in time, he happened to be the only person at all that she knew, and that was still a step up from where she HAD been.
As he flicked the cigarette onto the ground, she wrinkled her nose.
"That's...that's a bad habit, you know", she said, her voice meek. Should she really be lecturing a scary, dirty, cigarette smoking man she'd just met in a graveyard? And he had TERRIBLE grammar too...
"It'll kill you...If...if other things don't first".
Her arms still tight around her own body, she moved a little closer to him, wincing once more from the pain of moving her muscles.
"I...your friend is...is the grave robber...right? I mean...that's who hangs out in the graveyard...isn't it?" 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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