Stained Sonata
BLInd Kid
Everyones got a song with an end, so let it fall apart in a crescendo
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Post by Stained Sonata on Apr 22, 2012 19:46:35 GMT -5
*I've been watching silently from aside until now. I pitied the girl; she was small, and obviously in pain.. But she had a point.* She's right, Volume.. We can't stay, it's pointless if we all get caught. *Unless we somehow got rid of the chip, what else could we do?*
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Post by Fire Angel on Apr 23, 2012 2:24:04 GMT -5
*i come out of where I've been hiding away, listening to everything that's going on. Nox is back, and hurt. Hardly surprising
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Apr 23, 2012 18:06:26 GMT -5
First thing's first. We need to get Nox somewhere safe and take a look at this chip. Sona, grab her legs. Vol, get her arms. Take her to a cell and we'll figure it out from there.
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Post by Hank Manson on Apr 23, 2012 18:08:13 GMT -5
*I can't help but chuckle from afar as I hear everyone inside scrambling and panicking. Nox truly is useless, isn't she? I sneak along the side, remaining undetected and occasionally pulsing Nox's chip. Sooner or later i'll up the Amperage.*
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Post by Fire Angel on Apr 23, 2012 18:21:27 GMT -5
*i think I can hear someone outside, but I'm not overly sure. To be certain, I make my way to the door, and stand what I hope is out of sight yet within hearing distance. I don't know what I'm expecting but it can't hurt to have somebody on guard
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Post by Hank Manson on Apr 23, 2012 18:41:48 GMT -5
*I see Fire Angel step just outside the doorway. Blind fool. She's out of sight from everyone else as they crowd around Nox, and I step up behind her. I quickly grab her and drag her aside, holding a rag covered in sedative over her mouth. Again w're out of sight, and I press the button for Nox again.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Apr 23, 2012 18:43:31 GMT -5
Don't bother, Sona. She weighs about as much as a kitten. *Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating and it's a bit difficult to pick her up. However, I can carry her easily once she's been slung over my shoulder. I smooth her hair the entire way.* Easy, honey. Easy. *I wince when Manson shocks me again for no apparent reason. I know Volume's trying to make me feel better, but it doesn't make the shocks any less painful.* Please put me down. I don't want him to find you. Nonsense, Nox. You're my student and it's up to me to protect you. Well, and Aftermath. *I steer toward the confinement cell I was in before. Any sounds will be muffled in there.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Apr 23, 2012 18:45:19 GMT -5
*I try to set a hand on nox's forehead in comfort, but I get shocked.* Nox, do you know anything we can do to fix this? Anything at all? I... *I look around, and notice someone is missing.* Where's... Fire...?
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Post by Fire Angel on Apr 23, 2012 18:45:33 GMT -5
*i struggle a little at first but I soon find myself light headed, and pass out*
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Post by Hank Manson on Apr 23, 2012 18:57:14 GMT -5
*I chuckle as Fire falls limp and drop her to the side. I turn the dial on the button to the maximum amperage. I yell out* Nox, you were useless, and this entire operation was a complete wash! I hope you die realizing just how much of an awful person you truly are, and you are useless! Also, you're very very fat! *I call the car and it drives forward. I toss Fire in and pull out my gun, ready for retaliation. The robotic minions from before pop out of the trunk and make a line in front of me. I push the button delivering the final shock to Nox.* Farewell, my dear!
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Post by Volume Virus on Apr 23, 2012 19:09:31 GMT -5
*I let out one loud screech that seems to linger in the air forever. I can't hear anything but the crackle of electricity in my ears.* M-Mommy! Make it stop! Nox! *I don't know what to do, really. I hug her close to me and search for the chip with one hand. My fingers skim over it and I get a nasty shock. I dig my fingernails under it. Nox's arms stop flailing about. That worries me.* This might hurt a bit, honey! *I pull sharply on the chip, and it comes out of her neck, revealing that it's less of a chip than a long, thin shard. A lot of blood comes out of the wound. I press one hand over it and sort of shake her.* Come on, you need to wake up. You need to. *I feel a faint sort of force, like a warm, gentle breeze pushing on me. It keeps changing directions. There's a voice, too, but it's a mile away. A pale light...a faint, behind-the-eyes flicker of laughing, smiling people...and a void.* Nox? Nox, honey? *I sort of shake her a bit. Her head moves limply from side to side.* Aftermath? I think she fainted....
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Apr 23, 2012 19:17:58 GMT -5
*I stare in horror and shock, knowing full well what just happened. I Wrap my arms around Vol and hold her close, taking her hands away from Nox.* Vol... She's... She's... *I'm filled with rage. I can hear Manson outside mocking Nox. I'm not thinking. Without knowing how, or even remembering, I'm outside the door of the school, holding two guns I know I didn't have when I was in the cell. I'm firing at Manson and the robots. They've been upgraded, and take several shots before even pausing.* Manson! You sick bastard! *I glance over and see Fire hanging out of the car.* You're not taking anyone today! *I'm walking forward slowly. Limping, actually. The robots and Manson fire in my direction. I ignore the glancing blows and and burning air. I score a few luck shots and most of the robots stop firing. The last one falls over soon after. I reach Manson and lunge forward with a heavy fist.*
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Post by Hank Manson on Apr 23, 2012 19:20:54 GMT -5
*IA staggers forward, ignoring every shot and limping. He would make a good test subject. As his fist connects I drop to my knees and hold my cheek. I swing my leg forward and drop him to the ground where I roll onto him and begin punching him from above.* It's... a shame! Were you... not... a cripple... I could... Use you!
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
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Post by doctorwhen on Apr 23, 2012 19:23:06 GMT -5
*i notice manson punching IA* not my brother you son of a... * i lunge forward at manson*
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Post by Hank Manson on Apr 23, 2012 19:25:29 GMT -5
*The speed at which the Doctor lunges me is near ridiculous. Such good test materials. All of them. He knocks me off and I stand up quickly.* Oh... A family matter? How sweet. *I take out another gun and hold it towards them both.* Dying together, or does one of you want to go first?
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