doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
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Post by doctorwhen on Jul 30, 2012 23:37:50 GMT -5
* i step out holding a metal cane in my hands* oh good, i was getting bored! * i walk down the stairs and grab the bags of supplies* give me a bit and you'll be back to normal.... you'll be able to walk in to no time, i'll promise you that! *i walk back into my room and begin working on the exoskeleton*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 30, 2012 23:40:28 GMT -5
*I sigh and lean against the wall.* So, Vico, where should we start? We're sort of running blind here, and I'm not entirely sure we approached this in the optimal way. You know more about this than I do, any ideas?
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 30, 2012 23:45:05 GMT -5
*I watch Doctor When return down the hallway, then face Aftermath.* BLI's taken care of the basics already. They know which draculoid was the target, but they don't know exactly what he did to prompt the attack and they don't know which killjoys did it. The family was obviously past the point of being interviewed, and none of his friends or coworkers could point to anyone definite as having a grudge; most killjoys don't pay attention to individual draculoids, and vice versa. So I'd suggest going back to the scene and taking a look around. Maybe they left a message or a tag or such, something that another killjoy might recognize where an investigative team would see nonsense or graffiti. If we're lucky you'll see something familiar enough to identify the killers.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 30, 2012 23:49:30 GMT -5
*I sort of back into an auxiliary hallway awkwardly. I really don't want to pull Aftermath away for medical matters and I'm not going to be of much help in the investigation. I walk to my individual room and start sorting through my backpack. There's a lot of stuff in there that I don't need.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 30, 2012 23:53:24 GMT -5
Wait. *I cross my arms and eye Vico curiously.* This happened in the City? or out in the Zones? I can't remember what you had said earlier. Concussions sort of do that. I thought BLI had eyes all over the place for stuff like this.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 30, 2012 23:56:12 GMT -5
*I shake my head impatiently* No, outer edge of Zone 1. The family lived in a small town; more a settlement than a town, really. The city sent out a team to try to clean up the mess; can't have killjoys attacking civilians and not getting their knuckles rapped.
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
Posts: 783
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Post by doctorwhen on Jul 31, 2012 0:05:13 GMT -5
*i put the last of the pieces together and walk out* hey i got it!! *i walk down the stairs to IA* here you go, uh, its gonna hurt to put it on though... like a lot. it has to connect these needles into the nerve endings in your spine, so that the exoskeleton and the signals from your brain to your legs map together exactly.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 31, 2012 0:09:45 GMT -5
Well... can't hurt more than getting shot in the chest at point blank range, right? *I take a deep breath and grab it from Doc.* Thanks, brother. *I call out to Vol* Vol, I need your help with something. *I turn to Vico.* You too, Vico. *I hand him the exoskeleton.* Just clamp that onto my waist and legs. Uh... *I look down and notice my pants.* This is going to require a bit of a strip down, isn't it...? Volume, bring a blanket, too!
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 31, 2012 0:12:44 GMT -5
*I take the bulky metal, and grin at his last two comments* Oh, don't be a spoil sport! I don't think a blanket is strictly necessary. Volume dearest will appreciate the view almost as much as I will!
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
Posts: 783
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Post by doctorwhen on Jul 31, 2012 0:20:08 GMT -5
*i lean on the cain* oh and when you have it on i made you this, it may take a while to get used to the extra power the exoskeleton gives you, so this cane should help you get used to it. also there is a gun on the bottom... just because
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 31, 2012 0:21:41 GMT -5
*I immediately drop everything I'm doing, pull the blanket off of my bed, and get into the foyer in time for Vico to talk. I promptly take one step back and throw the blanket as far as I can. I love how the metal whatever it is doesn't freak me out at all.* Will that be all, sirs?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 31, 2012 0:26:24 GMT -5
Thanks, doc! *I grab it and put it to the side.* No, I kind of need you to help put the damned thing on, too. And stop acting like a servant. *I pull the blanket over myself and roll my eyes at Vico. I take off my bottoms and align the exoskeleton to my waist and legs.* I need you to snap it into place, and probably hold me down as I scream in agony.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 31, 2012 11:05:10 GMT -5
I call dibs on holding him down! Just kidding, I prefer it the other way around. *Everything seems to be in order, as far as it goes, so I make sure the exoskeleton is lined up correctly and immediately continue,* Agonized screaming to commence in 3 - 2 - 1 - *I push inwards on each side, smoothly clicking it into place around his waist, then quickly do the same at each ankle. With Volume's help, it shouldn't be too hard to keep it aligned*
(Not sure if I'm picturing the thing the way you all are, so if you want me to change anything let me know)
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 31, 2012 12:11:45 GMT -5
Vico, I'm pretty sure none of us wanted to know that. *I roll my eyes at Vico and push the exoskeleton together in time with him. Once everying is in place, I grab one of Aftermath's hands. I'm pretty sure that hand squishing is something that people do when they're in pain. I just hope he doesn't crush the bones.*
((what he said.))
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Aug 2, 2012 13:08:51 GMT -5
*I grab Vol's hand as tiny needles start to dig into my spine. At first it feels like a tattoo, then immediately turns into a fire inside every nerve ending of my body. I grit my teeth and groan a bit.* This hurts a bit more than I expected! *I flail a bit, but everyone holding me down keeps me from doing too much damage*
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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