doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
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Post by doctorwhen on Dec 11, 2011 0:41:28 GMT -5
*i look in aw* thats....not......good....
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
split in two and never quite whole
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Dec 11, 2011 0:54:57 GMT -5
*I barely hear Angie as I run off. The last time I saw the man was several months ago, Im not going to have him go away again* to see my brother
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Dec 11, 2011 1:05:58 GMT -5
*I hold my hand out to Aftermath and help him up.* It looks like the neurotoxin is working, they are dying and the city is safe. Good job Aftermath. You know with a little medication to control those emotions you would be an excellent addition to our team. *I smirk and watch him. It is true, he has weapon knowledge and fights well. With a bit of direction we could advance further, even if half our unit is dead.*
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
Posts: 783
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Post by doctorwhen on Dec 11, 2011 1:08:08 GMT -5
*watches orwell get IA, as i sigh with relief* at least he's ok....i hope
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Dec 11, 2011 1:09:59 GMT -5
*I climb back up the wall and Orwell helps me up, i smirk at his response* With all due respect, Mr. Orwell, I can't do that. Being a Killjoy is too much fun. I rather like my emotions. It's what makes me human. I appreciate the offer, though.
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Post by rileywilson on Dec 11, 2011 1:22:11 GMT -5
*I'm glad that the vapor or whatever it is works, and make a note to get a sample from the resident mad scientist. It would be a great tool to "smoke out" killjoys. I look over at Aftermath, annoyed that he is still in my city. I wish he would get the fuck out so I could kill him already*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Dec 11, 2011 1:24:23 GMT -5
*I sigh and roll my eyes. It was worth a shot. They are useless to us if they do not join us. Back to the old feud.* Well now that this is over I suppose most of our promises are void. I promised you your teams safety- *I frown and in one smooth motion I pull my gun out from its holster and shoot him point blank in the chest.*- but I said nothing about yours.
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Post by Max Griffiths on Dec 11, 2011 1:26:20 GMT -5
*I draw my gun immediately, ready to defend against retaliation from the killjoys. I didn't know Orwell would shoot the man, but I'm not exactly displeased*
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
Posts: 783
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Post by doctorwhen on Dec 11, 2011 1:29:02 GMT -5
*i pull both my blasters* get away from him, before i make you!
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Dec 11, 2011 1:29:37 GMT -5
*My smirk fades as i feel a burning rip right through my chest. The section of armor that had been ripped allowed a clean entry through the right side of my chest. I look down and see Orwell's gun, smoking. I look up at him, and can't help but smile.* I... should have seen that coming... *I clutch my chest and stumble backwards off the wall. I lose my footing and fall. I hit the ground with a thud and look up into the sky. I notice clouds rolling in over the sun. A tear falls out of my eye, not out of sadness, but because it really REALLY hurts.*
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
Posts: 783
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Post by doctorwhen on Dec 11, 2011 1:31:16 GMT -5
*i quickly panic trying to decide to shoot or run down and help*
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Post by rileywilson on Dec 11, 2011 1:38:19 GMT -5
*I look over at Orwell, impressed. I'll have to remember his interpretation of 'the rules' in the future. As everyone looks over the wall at the dead or dying Aftermath (whom I really hope is alive. I really wanted to fight him) I start to radio in to the other units, asking for updates. With that last blast, the fighting seems to be dying off. I contact the nuke team and tell them to head out as soon as possible. Nobody, Killjoy or BLI, appreciates an armed nuke in the zones*
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Post by Volume Virus on Dec 11, 2011 1:51:21 GMT -5
*I screech unconsciously and, for no reason other than terrified impulse, I dive off the wall after IA. I hate Dracs. I hate them, I hate them, I hate them, and I want more than ever to burn their city down. I hit the ground hard on my stomach and scramble over to IA. He's awake. He's breathing. That's good.* Are you alright? Breathing? No sharp, stabbing pains that make it feel like you're going to die? You're going to be fine, okay? You're going to be fine. I'll make sure of that, and repay all my debts to you. *I look desperately around for any method of escape that doesn't involve me carrying IA all the way to another Zone. He's clad in metal and obviously heavy. I see a motorcycle with a sidecar nearby, which I recognize as Dr. When's. The Doctor is on the ground at this point and I shout over to him.* Can I use your motorcycle? I need to get him somewhere safe!
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
Posts: 783
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Post by doctorwhen on Dec 11, 2011 1:53:04 GMT -5
*looks to Vol* take it, or keep it just get him out of here! i'll steal a car if i need to! *tosses keys*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Dec 11, 2011 1:55:32 GMT -5
*I look to Orwell and Wilson* Do you want me to shoot them?
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