TO THE END!

redhavoc Intergalactic Moderator Posts: 946	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 0:10:04 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by redhavoc on Aug 11, 2011 0:10:04 GMT -5 I catch the mask, confused, and put it on as Max pushes the button on an open crate. I'm breathing too heavily and I have to suck hard to get any air when I reach the top of the hill
	you only hear the music when your heart begins to break RH --> i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh108/ugliespretties/KilljoySig5copy.jpg

Poison Shot Crash Queen Posts: 1,660	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 0:10:55 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Poison Shot on Aug 11, 2011 0:10:55 GMT -5 Never put em down, love! haha hands sarah a bandana
	There's nothing you can do, There's nothing you can say... but in the end, we all become dust.

Sylvia Main
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 0:16:45 GMT -5

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Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 0:16:45 GMT -5

Lady! *I try to run over to her but stumble. Luckily she's not too far away and I reach her. I grab her banadana and put it up over her face.* Sarah, you mind? *I look up and see Arson and Gear fall. The beattles are in the air and I feel a strong sense of dread in my stomach.*

"There's nothing wrong in suffering, if you suffer for a purpose. Our revolution didn't abolish danger or death. It simply made danger and death worthwhile.

Poison Shot Crash Queen Posts: 1,660	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 0:38:10 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Poison Shot on Aug 11, 2011 0:38:10 GMT -5 Oh god... * a dark shadow overcomes sarah's face as she gives a giant grin that gives shivers down Poison's spine* Sure
	There's nothing you can do, There's nothing you can say... but in the end, we all become dust.

Sylvia Main
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 11:25:55 GMT -5

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Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 11:25:55 GMT -5

*I whip my head back to them.* What? What?! *I get frustrated and decide to let them do whatever it is they plan to do. I stagger to my feet and half run, half crawl up the hill to Arson and Gear. I look above me and shudder. The gas is already beginning to fill the air. The bandanna offers little protect and I can taste it in my mouth and it burns my nose. I press my hand tighter to my mouth and yell.* Arson, Gear! You alright?!

"There's nothing wrong in suffering, if you suffer for a purpose. Our revolution didn't abolish danger or death. It simply made danger and death worthwhile.

Funhouse Gear
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 13:25:24 GMT -5

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Post by Funhouse Gear on Aug 11, 2011 13:25:24 GMT -5

*I land on the ground with Arson but quickly get back up, pulling her to her feet as well. I take in the pulverized crate, the beattles crawling and flying everywhere, and the dracs and crow agents putting on their gas masks, then pull my bandana up over my mouth, grab Arson's wrist, and start racing back down the hill with her. We near Retro, and I call to her, my voice muffled* We're fine! Get to the car, I have masks in the back!!

Sharpen up your teeth, your dreams are more than worth defending in a fight that's neverending.

Arson Anthem
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 13:30:27 GMT -5

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Post by Arson Anthem on Aug 11, 2011 13:30:27 GMT -5

Speak for yourself! *I'm barely staying on my feet and starting to get a headache from the gas, but I make it to the bottom of the hill alright. Several times, we pass the unconscious forms of dracs who either didn't notice the gas in time or didn't have their masks with them - my bandana isn't much protection, but it's giving me the time I need*

My body doused in ash, with two empty cans of gas / the only evidence they have is a police sketch of my mask / I will not die in the night, but in the light / of the sun with the ashes of this world in my lungs

THE CITY LOOKS SO PRETTY DO YOU WANNA BURN IT WITH ME?

redhavoc Intergalactic Moderator Posts: 946	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 13:37:26 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by redhavoc on Aug 11, 2011 13:37:26 GMT -5 Beatles swarm past me and I loose the killjoys in the metallic hurricane. Someone brushes past me and I automatically flip them, only to find out it was a drac. I push into the cloud as it starts to thin, looking for Max
	you only hear the music when your heart begins to break RH --> i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh108/ugliespretties/KilljoySig5copy.jpg

Sylvia Main Crash Queen Posts: 3,887	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 13:58:10 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 13:58:10 GMT -5 I run down the hill and stumble right into the side of the car. It makes a loud thump but I'm fine. I fumble with the doorhandle, after a moment I yank it open and lunge into the back seat grabbing at a few extra gas masks.
	"There's nothing wrong in suffering, if you suffer for a purpose. Our revolution didn't abolish danger or death. It simply made danger and death worthwhile.

Incendiary Aftermath Crash Queen Everything Went Black Posts: 3,445	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 14:06:11 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Aug 11, 2011 14:06:11 GMT -5 radios Retro, this is Aftermath, does someone want to explain why there is MASSIVE FUCKING GAS CLOUDS ABOUT 5 MILES FROM OUR POSITION?!
	My past is my own, and my mistakes are in my past. I'm not about to go back, and I'm never looking behind me.

Sylvia Main
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 14:14:17 GMT -5

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Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 14:14:17 GMT -5

*I pull the mask on over my face and struggle to get a few clean breathes in. I collapse against the car and slide down onto the ground. I gasp for breath and after a moment my head stops spinning. rb* M-Max... he- he let off some of the beattles.

"There's nothing wrong in suffering, if you suffer for a purpose. Our revolution didn't abolish danger or death. It simply made danger and death worthwhile.

Funhouse Gear
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 14:14:30 GMT -5

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Post by Funhouse Gear on Aug 11, 2011 14:14:30 GMT -5

*I reach around Retro and grab two more, handing one to Arson and putting the other one on myself. The air tastes slightly stale now, but I can breath without getting dizzy, which is more than enough for me. Having left my gun up on the hill, I take an extra one, then turn around to rejoin the fight*

Sharpen up your teeth, your dreams are more than worth defending in a fight that's neverending.

Incendiary Aftermath Crash Queen Everything Went Black Posts: 3,445	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 14:16:56 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Aug 11, 2011 14:16:56 GMT -5 radios Well that's fucking brilliant! He better hope you guys catch him before i do! Get somewhere safe before something ELSE happens
	My past is my own, and my mistakes are in my past. I'm not about to go back, and I'm never looking behind me.

Sylvia Main Crash Queen Posts: 3,887	TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 14:18:44 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 14:18:44 GMT -5 Argh... I ignore him and turn off my radio. I see Gear going to fight and decide I better do the same. We may all be distracted now but it's probably the best chance we have.
	"There's nothing wrong in suffering, if you suffer for a purpose. Our revolution didn't abolish danger or death. It simply made danger and death worthwhile.

Max Griffiths
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TO THE END! Aug 11, 2011 14:27:14 GMT -5

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Post by Max Griffiths on Aug 11, 2011 14:27:14 GMT -5

*I walk through the gas and find Red on the far side of the hilltop. The mask distorts my voice* We can go now, if you'd like. *I know what her answer will be, and I don't plan on leaving no matter how she responds, but I say it anyway*

I have been fixed. Now I am perfect.