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 Posted: Sat May 07, 2005 10:42 pm
 Name: nicknames: gender: Status/rank: hobbies: likes: Dislikes: More info coming soon! ;__; Only DivineSaturn can post.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 3:26 pm
Currently little is known about the mysterious orb, other than the fact that it does NOT taste like its namesake (as Purin found out the hard way). Name: Dango Alias: Dango Hoshizuma Gender: Female Age: Unknown Occupation: Alien Spy
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 3:27 pm
Currently the only image on file is one of a strange looking green and blue orb...
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 3:29 pm
This file is currently empty.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 3:31 pm
This file is currently empty.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 3:32 pm
The inventory is currently unstocked.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2005 3:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 10:42 pm
Faces milled around the tank, casting blurry reflections on the glass. "Despite the location of retrieval, progress is resuming at a rate of three to one."
"Results are far exceeding expectations, though there is a flux that cannot be accounted for."
"Hypothesize that this subject will reach accepted levels ahead of schedule by a ratio of..."
The shadow in the orb twitched. All the noise out there was so disturbing, so loud... yet so monotone, dreary and boring, and not at all what was expected. Or was it? For some reason, the shadow had a hard time remembering."
"... increase fluid recycling by one third every seven hours, which should aid recall of autonomous function."
The figures outside could do what they had to. All the one inside wanted to do was rest, and hope that eveything would make more sense soon.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 9:04 pm
"Irregularities occuring in tank D-1! Temperatures dropping at an abnormally fast rate!"
"Sensors indicate an unregulated presence in the tank! What IS that, ice?"
"Ten degrees and dropping! The glass is going to break if this keeps up. Seven degrees... six... the life of the subject is in jeopardy!"
The figure's eyes snapped open. She'd had enough.
The alien technicians stepped back automatically as the ice broke, revealing shards of ice and one very pissed-off looking girl. What had angered her was unclear, but none of them particularly wanted to find out.
A braver one offered her one of the shapeless shifts they had until their subjects had their own personal clothes retrieved or made. "Welcome to Earth, Dango."
The girl took the shift and draped it over her neck like a towel. Her bottom half was still encased in ice, though she didn't seem bothered by it. In fact, her free hand brushed it every few seconds, as though the cold comforted her. "Thank you," she murmured, her damp blue hair shielding her expression from view. "Orders?"
"Rest. Recover. Then, eliminate the Mew Mews."
"Understood." The ice shattered, revealing Dango's bottom half to her stricken comrades. None of them got a good look though, as with one of her fingers wagged playfully at them, she skipped down the hallway of the ship, towards the space she could call her own.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 11:49 pm
Reserved for RP- Ferreting out the Truth
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 11:50 pm
Reserved for RP- Close Encounters!
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 12:03 am
Mission Log, Designation D-1-03685.001
Click.
Testing, one, two, three. Agent Dango, recording first days on Earth. First mission was to take out a fledgling Mew Mew. Target was spotted early and action was taken to exterminate. However the human was assisted by one more experienced- a yellow being named Mew Purin. The other human awoke to its own Mew Mew identity, Mew Momo. This is notable as it is the first instance seen of a male mew Mew. Hopefully this was a mistake. There are enough of the pests to deal with as it was. The boy wasn't too bad on his own, but that annoying girl...
I feel like I know her.
Hmph, nonsense. I have been in the Earth's presence for mere days. My first encounter with her was particularly troublesome, which is the only reason her existence sticks in my memory.
Returning to the mission report, once the Kirema Anima was terminated and there were two Mews to face, I withdrew. Status is failure.
I await further instructions, and spend much of my time on planet studying the humans and their culture so as to better infiltrate.
... Input code zero-one-dash-two-two-zero-delta-nine. Secure recording unavaliable to personnel.
I met another, one of us. His circumstances were most pitiful. Stranded on Earth, he has recieved assistance that marks him as a traitor. I have tried to talk sense into him, but he refused to see reason. This may not be a bad thing. This fallen comrade, Chimaki, could be a valuable source of information. He caught me when my defenses were down, which was upsetting. Still, the information I have already recived is worth quite a bit.
For one, Kisshu-sama is alive and well on Earth.
The suffix attatched to his name is something I learned while studying the humans. It was a mere slip of the tongue, no more.
All the same, I will find him.
Agent Dango, signing off. Confirm code zero-one-dash-dash-zero-zeta.
Click.
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