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Post by angelicexplosion on Jun 7, 2011 20:24:13 GMT -5
so what does this mean? You said it happened before, to who? What happened to them?
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jun 8, 2011 9:56:32 GMT -5
It means Scarecrow is sending out the majority of their agents to find you. It happened before to other killjoys. Sometimes there was something special about them that BLI was afraid of or wanted to use, but other times they just picked a file at random. As for what happened to them, if they could stay on the run long enough Scarecrow usually gave up. Ran out of funding, I'd assume. If they couldn't... *I trail off*
*I get to the house, balance the boxes on my hip, and open the door, glancing behind me at the road to check for approaching vehicles* Let's get inside. I don't like being out in the open...
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jun 9, 2011 13:34:03 GMT -5
*I stack the boxes from the roof in front of the car and start pulling a few out of the back seat as well*
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Post by angelicexplosion on Jun 10, 2011 9:45:50 GMT -5
But if the whole department is after me, then you can't protect me. In fact, i'm dangerous to be around. I should go. Just run away and hide for a while. Somewhere they can't find me and noone will be in danger if they do... If i stay, this whole place is in danger.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jun 10, 2011 18:12:33 GMT -5
I'm not going to lie, it's definitly dangerous being around you right now. But the last time someone ran from Scarecrow with only one person, it didn't work too well. Yes, in all likelihood they'll catch up with us, but the more of us there are the better the odds are that we'll be able to hold them off long enough to start running again.
*I head inside, going through the living room to the kitchen and setting the boxes on the floor. I open one of the cabinet doors* Just shove them anywhere they fit.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jun 11, 2011 21:14:43 GMT -5
*I finish emptying out the back, leaving the crates in the trunk where they are. We'll need supplies when we head out. I check the area, then stack a few boxes, pick them up, and take them to the house*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jun 11, 2011 21:19:17 GMT -5
*I pass Gear on my way out, and return with two more boxes. I shove them on some shelves, get two more, and stop halfway across the living room*
Screw this, we're taking too long. Just dump them in here, don't worry about putting them away.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jun 11, 2011 22:09:31 GMT -5
Okay. *I set down my boxes by the couch and go out for more*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jun 15, 2011 12:57:19 GMT -5
*I pick up the last box from in front of the car, and carry it in* Okay guys, let's split.
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Post by angelicexplosion on Jun 18, 2011 13:08:27 GMT -5
*I snap out of the trance i'm in* wait. What? We're leaving? Where are we gonna go? *I sit down on the stairs and bury my head in my hands*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jun 20, 2011 16:32:56 GMT -5
We're running. We can't stay here, it's not safe. *I grab Angel's hand and pull her to her feet* Come on, we've got to go.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jun 21, 2011 19:11:25 GMT -5
*I go out and stand by the car, waiting for the other two. I shade my eyes, looking down the driveway, and see just what I'd been hoping to avoid - a dust cloud approaching and light glinting off white vans* Guys, we've gotta go NOW!
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jun 22, 2011 13:16:42 GMT -5
Come on! *I pull Angel out of the house and run towards the car. I open the back door for her, then jump into the front passenger seat and slam my door shut*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jun 24, 2011 13:44:29 GMT -5
*I hit the gas before the doors are all the way shut, and the tires spin, raising a cloud of dust. I flinch when a shot hits the side mirror, and take off into the desert, swerving to avoid the side of the house. As the dust starts to clear behind us I see three cars heading straight for us, with at least two vans following close behind*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jun 24, 2011 17:06:51 GMT -5
*I quickly roll down my window, lean out, and start shooting back, trying to count the vehicles. I shout to Arson over the noise* I count three cars and three vans! They'll have stopped to check the house, which means they have at least two more vehicles as well! *I duck when a bolt flies past my face, but keep shooting and manage to blow one of the tires of a car.*
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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.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
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