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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 4, 2012 20:21:55 GMT -5
(From page 167 of "If This Is The Frontline")
We'll be fine, Aftermath. I'll try to have us back by nightfall. Into the car, you two. I'll be along in a moment. *I glance at the battery on my gun again, slip on a black jacket over my white shirt, and wait before everyone is out of the room to wrap my arms around Aftermath's neck. I'm honestly terrified about leading my own mission. If we mess up and can't achieve our objective, the responsibility is all mine. It's really very daunting. I know he doesn't want me hanging around, so after a minute I remove myself and head outside, slipping into the drivers' seat of the car.* Everyone ready?
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Stained Sonata
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Post by Stained Sonata on Jun 4, 2012 20:43:49 GMT -5
'Course. *I gazed out the window, waiting to leave. I was kind of excited for this rescue mission, if not a little exhausted. But excited nonetheless.* Do we have a plan, or...?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 4, 2012 20:51:21 GMT -5
We sneak in to the Tower, or whatever sulfurous cave Manson comes out of on a regular basis. We take Fire back. We don't alert any Dracs. And we get back home before the Gnashers come out. Any questions? *I start the engine and press the gas pedal experimentally. We have enough gas to get there and back...I think....*
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
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Post by doctorwhen on Jun 5, 2012 18:02:13 GMT -5
Nope I'm good to go! *i say as I fix my jacket*
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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 5, 2012 20:00:14 GMT -5
Well, we're off! *I show restraint and don't floor it, instead opting to stay at a normal speed and remain on the right side of the road. If any patrol cars come by, I don't want to get caught.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 8, 2012 11:57:42 GMT -5
*The going is irritatingly slow with the speed so low (I'm actually going under the limit for once) but it's a small price to pay for passing two Drac cars without getting pulled over. I suppose that this is another time where it's a good thing my outfit is mainly white fabric. I'm pretty much indistinguishable from a normal citizen.
We get through Zone Two without much trouble and I park at the border of Zone One, when I start being able to see the city.* Sorry, but from here we go on foot. It's not much farther from here, though. We just have to head for a chink in the wall I know.... *I point at one of the edges of the city wall, where I remember Vanity picking us up.* I hope they haven't fixed the camera there yet....
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doctorwhen
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Post by doctorwhen on Jun 8, 2012 19:14:46 GMT -5
*i look out* we'll be fine, so how are we getting in?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 8, 2012 19:17:14 GMT -5
There's a dead camera over here. I've seen the feed it's stuck on, and it's far too realistic for anyone to realize that they need to fix it. We'll be able to get through the wall when we're over there, probably.
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doctorwhen
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Post by doctorwhen on Jun 9, 2012 14:26:39 GMT -5
Alright, once we're in what's the plan?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 9, 2012 14:40:43 GMT -5
We figure out where Manson's base is and head there. Knowing evil scientists, it's either underground or in the Tower penthouse. We'll proceed through the Tower hallways, I suppose. On that note, you guys should probably change. We look...abnormal. *I open my bag and toss a white shirt to both of them. Sona gets a baseball cap and some colored contacts.* Sorry, Sona, but you don't exactly, er...look like someone from the Battery City streets. *I slip a wig on over my own hair to hide the stripy bit. It reaches just past my shoulders and itches.*
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Stained Sonata
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Post by Stained Sonata on Jun 10, 2012 22:47:35 GMT -5
It's fine. *I smile at her before slipping the shirt over my clothes and pushing my hair under the hat. The contacts feel odd and uncomfortable, but rather that than get caught.* Lead the way.
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Post by Iconoclast on Jun 11, 2012 1:01:02 GMT -5
(From "Siren Song of the Counter Culture." Icon's transmission.)
*Static crackles over the radios, and a faint transmissions comes in*
Please...need help...'m near the edge of the city somewhere...don't know...don't know who I am. Help...
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Post by Volume Virus on Jun 11, 2012 6:24:35 GMT -5
*My radio starts crackling, and a transmission comes through. It's a bit garbled and full of static, but I can tell that it's a cry for help.* Okay, that's another Killjoy in need.... We'll pick him or her up, then Fire. Let her sleep in the car or Vani's house or something. Is that okay with everyone?
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Stained Sonata
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Post by Stained Sonata on Jun 11, 2012 12:15:20 GMT -5
Fine by me. *It's not like we could leave the kid. I sighed; gonna be a long day.*
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doctorwhen
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Post by doctorwhen on Jun 11, 2012 16:48:04 GMT -5
me as well, lets go help a fellow KJ... *i hide my gun in my coat*
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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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