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within the lines Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 7:06 pm
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"I cannot help those who cannot help themselves," Jihara responded swifly, turning her piercing gaze on the boy once more. "Child...nothing in life is easy. Time spent wishing it was is time wasted, and time that cannot be regained." She eyed him beadily. "And so...what is your choice?" She intended to go on, with or without the boy. The choice rested with him...she could not force his fear away. To her, he had a cowardice that he would be required to overcome. Wallowing in self-loathing, or self-pity, could hinder one indefinitely, and from there, she could not help them.
"Make your decision. Then, if it is just...let us be off." _______________________________________ x ::
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 7:18 pm
♦ Raziel Raziel managed a weak smile before nodding his approval. "I can do this. Let's go." Raziel stood fully erect and relaxed himself to a full-bodied 6' foot tall man. He lulled his wrists, feeling them pop several times. He dried his wet, red eyes and regained him composure. "I'm sorry Ms. Fairchild. It's that...I'm not what you'ld call...a people person. I'll try to be the best person I can, but...I'm...I'm sorry if I don't do it all the time."
Again, he cracked his wrists to loosen up all of his pent up he'd had, but he moved over to the door and held it's steel frame open. "After you..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 6:43 pm
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[Daisuke: Section B - Holding Cell> hallway]
..... '...where am I?...my head... it feel so...heavy....'
'..Tsui?..'
But the tiny hand he reached for would only fade to black along with everything else, until his eyes slid open to stare at a blank cieling wall. Which immediatly told him that he was somewhere he shouldn't be, cause Daisuke's wall..well.. had lots of pictures on it. Encluding his ceiling.
The photograph which should have greeting him upon waking, was gone!
Shock electrified his back and sent Daisuke jumping nearly off his bed in surrpise- no- wait- this wasn't his bed either!
"What the F**!?" The teen spun around only once or twice, getting a good look at his, this, very blank, bare and alien room. Only a bed on one side, smooth featureless walls, a bed pan- err..some other things you'd expect your basic jail cell would have.
The only difference was, unlike a jail cell, the door was wide open!
Daisuke was outside the moment that whole thought computed through, and he was looking up and down the vacant hallways in alarm.
"Where the hell is this?!... Ts..Tsui?! Tsui are you here?!"
Sure, calling for you brother may not be the most logical thing- but, he wasn't checking on him last time he remembered...well..anything!
That was weird, he was drawing up a complete blank about how he got here.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 9:20 pm
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[Daisuke: Section B - hallway]
This was getting more and more frustrating as the second passed, with every door that he knocked on to find empty, with every corner he turned to find nobody, let alone the person he was looking for.
"Tsuiyo!! Tsuiyo can you hear me?! Where are you!?"
His loud voice echoed into the dimmly lit halls, and sometimes returned to his ears as a weak pathetic echo, as if mocking him.
"...maybe he isn't here?"
'...and WHY and I talking to myself?! I can't be loosing it that quickly.'
Besides, even if he was here, Tsui was a smart kid. A VERY smart kid! Sure he may freak out at first but Tsui more then anyone wouldn't want to be seen as a coward within him.
But alone...
Tsui was just like any other kid his age. Or should be.
So since panicing wasn't a smart conclusion, Daisuke took a moment to just take a few deep breathes.
In...
...and Out.
In.. and Out.
He did this about 5 to 6 times, before starting off again. He decided maybe calling out wasn't a good idea for now. This place wasn't just weird, it was creepy. Like, horror film creepy.
He felt like he was being watched.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:17 pm
 ((Definitely waited long enough, I think...especially considering what Spazz said in the OOC just now >.>; Thanks, Sory >.> )) Darryl's punch had connected with the male's abdomen, and he was...actually kinda shocked when the man crumpled to the floor, his body limp. ...the f***?Looking down at his own fist, his forehead wrinkled in thought. What exactly had just happened? Winded, he could see. Actually crumpling to the floor from the punch? It did not seem feasible in the least. Looking back at Jason, his brow still wrinkled, the cop was outright frowning in confusion. The hell did his punch just do? Did it have something to do with that voice? ... And where had his badge--! Oh, the blonde twiggy kid was near it. Judging from how he was shouting about 'the popo'. Grabbing his badge and putting it in his pocket, he looked down at the little trouble maker. "So. Who are you? And why are you here?" He'd ask that now. He'd worry about his fist later. Priorities, and all that jazz. Gotta know how to prioritize to be detective.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:58 am
• Ј ɑ ӌ ∂ ε ɳ • 
[ ooc: I can post as Jayden again! This makes me happy. I love my boi so much. I hope Fallen's okay 3': -- short post is short D'x --]
Ⱦhis was unbelievable. Sure, Jayden knew cops had to go through some training, but he never expected them to be able to pull something like that. What was he, a god or something?! It was apparent that Jayden didn't feel oh too pleasant being around the large cop man, especially since he managed to bring Talon to his knee's, rendering him ineffective. Great. Just great. WAY TO GO, TALON. YOU GOT THE POPO ALL PISSED OFF! And now Jayden was left to deal with the old timer. It was also obvious that Jayden was thoroughly unamused and unfazed by the whole tough guy act the older male was displaying. It didn't help when your father was part of the force. "Jayden Ryder. If you're on the force, you might have heard of my dad, Nathanial Ryder?" When the man asked him why he was here, he merely responded with a blank stare.
Really? Did he really just ask that? "Why are you in this nasty, dirty, pee on the wall, unkept, stanky, maze of a place? I'm sure your reason is a hell of a lot better than mine, considering I kinda woke up here without knowing how I got here and what the hell did you do to Talon?!" He left out the fact that he may or may not be clean of any illegal substance. After all...he had no recollection of ever having been in this place, and the fact that he was apparently seeing and hearing things wasn't helping him much out at all. Glancing down to the girlGUY near him, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Helloooo? You alright there, dude?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 12:32 am
  xxxxxo. Juliet .oBefore Juliet had the time to even begin to process what was going on in this bleach white hallway, she was presented with another problem. The blond had decided to play the 'heroic' card and drag her away from the fight. Which, in all honesty, was probably something she should thank him for later, as she was too busy gaping at the flurry of fire blazing from the other man's arm. Another couple of moments and she might have been in the crossfire of a rough and tumble cop and a white hot super kid.
Least to say, she could have done without the sudden shout from above.
Up until now, she had been so stunned by what was going on in front of her that she had managed to ignore the large increase in noise. After being moved a little ways away, however, things started to come into focus. Or rather, OUT of focus, seeing as how the blond decided that he needed to shout an observation at the top of his lungs. Juliet, who had been keeping her eyes locked on the scene in front of her, winced at the noise, wishing that she could move her arms enough to shove her hands over her ears. She thought that that distant electrical buzzing was headache worthy, but having someone yell so close to her was downright painful. Not only that but he so unceremoniously dropped her that she swore that she could hear her brain rattle around her head when it hit the linoleum. Some hero this guy turned out to be.
She groaned, attempting to move into a sit before the freaking idiot above her decided that he would like to yell AGAIN.
"Agh!" She yelped, feeling something in her ear burst before she fell sideways onto the floor, clamping her hand over her ear and feeling new blood leak from inside.
If this were a cartoon she would have been rocketed across the floor from a jet stream of blood from her head. Comical? Sure, if you're watching it on 'Tom and Jerry'. Plausible at the moment? PRETTY. DAMN. CLOSE. So when he asked if she was okay the only thing she was able to do was giving him a searing glare to go along with the searing pain in her head.
'FFFFFFFFFF... You stupid...spiky-headed little nitwit...' She thought, wanting to tell off the person who did not know how to use his inside voice but in too much pain to anything but roll over and look back at the fight.
Hopefully Darryl was able to hold his own against a--Huh?! Her eyes widened at the scene before her. She had apparently missed something in these past few moments as the guy who was on fire was currently in an unconscious heap on the floor. Sure, she figured the cop had some pretty good muscle on him along with his academy training, but being able to take down someone with the ability to...set himself on fire? Was it just luck or...something else? She wouldn't be surprised with all the insane things going on in this place if he was really some kind of...Incredible Hulk.
She remained on her back as he and the blond (Jayden, apparently) exchanged introductions, shakily moving one hand from her head so that she could assess how much blood she was losing. She made a slightly tormented expression at her entirely red-stained palm, wondering if she had more blood than the average person. This little problem of hers was going to make her an anemic.
As Jayden asked about her well being yet again she frowned, glaring up at him between her fingers, "...Alright?" She said in a low tone, glaring at him as though he had just asked her if she had antlers growing out of her head. "No, dude, I'm no--"
She paused, mid-sentence, her eyes going wide as she realized that she had once again spoken in a voice that was not her own. For some reason, the word 'dude' had come out in the blond's tone. Juliet grimaced before letting out a small groan and shutting her eyes, replacing her hand to her head and silently hoping that she could open them again and be back in her own dinky little apartment; minding her own business and worrying over things like Nationals and not the fact that she was slowly becoming a character in a sci-fi film.
'Ugh, what's going on...?'
xxxxxo. Archer .o
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 5:25 pm
Darryl frowned down at the blonde. His dad was a cop? But Darryl had never heard that name before. It could be different precinct. But what precinct? Where are we? How far did we go? Where is this place on a map? ...Too many questions, not enough answers."Sorry, kid. Just trying to get as many leads as I can. Don't have a clue why I'm here, either. But I'm gonna help, regardless. Jason, you-s**t." The hell was with this kid's ears? They had obviously bled before, but now...how could ears do that? Burst an eardrum? How? There wasn't anything loud enough to do that, nor anything to actually puncture it. "You okay, Jason? Dumb question. Forget I asked. You are not okay." Darryl was still talking quietly, trying to accommodate Jason's ears. But, it got him wondering. Could it have something to do with what he did with his punch? ...No, couldn't be. It's too different. Way too different."Damn...what do we do now? You find anything before us, Jayden?"
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 10:53 pm
• Ј ɑ ӌ ∂ ε ɳ •
[ ooc: *takes an obvious stab at someone*]
Ⱦhe boy looked to the cop man, arching an eyebrow. "Yeah, yeah. No need to explain yourself. Dad does it all the time out of habit." It wasn't as if he had a 'normal' family. His dad didn't just play cop out on the field. It was a mess when his first elder sister got a boyfriend. Oh boy that didn't blow over well. The blond stared at the red headed girlboy near him, eyes wide and mouth dropped open as blood spurted from herhis ear. It didn't help any that she...copied his voice. Geeze! This guy was a freak! A small, thin, wiry, bloody freak! Was she a ventriloquist or something? Oh god, that was creepy. Jayden honestly couldn't wait to get home and be around normal people...and maybe see a psychologist about the fact that he's seeing and hearing things.
Looking back at Darryl, the younger male shrugged. "The only thing I found were the two behind you...one k.o.'ed and the other not." pointed the man, using his thumb to direct their attention to the prone figure on the ground and then Maxxi behind Talon. "What I've realized though is that...Talon has fire now...you are a freaking superhero with your punch, the Jason kid is part parrot and part elf what with the sensitive hearing, and...I'm starting to see thing. Oh, but I'm not crazy."
He wasn't crazy. He wasn't crazy.
He.
Wasn't.
Crazy.
Crazy people did crazy stuff like wished on stars or dreamt of fairy tales loves (princes or princesses), and James Marsden coming into their room to swing them sweet lullabies.
Jayden didn't do that because he was a guy and straight as can be...but...still. HE NEVER HAD ANY OF THOSE DELUSIONS. HE WAS, WITHOUT A DOUBT, PERFECTLY NORMAL, DAMNIT.
...But he was still seeing things.
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:30 pm
 xxxxxo. Juliet .o(ooc: Ew, short post. D: And you leave my girlish fantasies and Mr. Marsden's beautiful voice out of this missy!)
Juliet blearily glanced up as Darryl spoke to her, merely lifting her hand in front of her face again and making a face. At least the cop had the decency and common sense to realize that she was a little less than stellar at the moment. The throbbing had dulled down by now, but she was starting to feel as though she had a metal cone on her head.
'If I'm going to continuously go down by way of loud noises, this is going to be difficult,' She thought to herself, remaining where she was for a few moments before struggling into a sit as they spoke to one another, 'The next time I win a game, the crowd will probably make my head explode... Fun.'
At Jayden's comment, she shot him another glare, obviously not amused, "Denial is usually the first sign something's wrong with you," She muttered, looking off before shrugging him off and looking down at her shirt. The blood from her ear had managed to stain some of the shoulder and she frowned, thinking of her equally stained jacket stuffed into her bag. So much for attempting to avoid looking like a casualty. Much thanks to a certain blond idiot beside her.
She sighed and leaned back, looking up at the ceiling in thought before hearing that same electrical buzzing from before. Up until now, her own internal noises and the sounds of those around her were more prominent, but...
She frowned a little, "...I...think there's a computer nearby..." She murmured, not really registering that she had spoken aloud.
xxxxxo. Archer .o
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 9:07 pm
Darryl sighed aloud, his shoulders actually lifting and sagging. Kid wasn't crazy, huh? Even though he was seeing things, which apparently didn't include a knockout punch, a guy's eardrums bursting from something that wasn't that loud, and a flaming man? Great. Crazies. ...And yet still civilians... Looking to Jason, he smiled slightly, which looked a little...odd on his gruff looking face. "Alright, computer, huh? We should look for it, then." Lighting up another cigarette(and thinking how he should be careful not to smoke all of them), he looked down at Jason and offered his hand. "Can you walk? Or do you need help or just rest a minute? I won't push ya, but I doubt I'd find that computer on my own..." Giving a quick look a Jayden, he motioned his head to the other two males. "You gonna stick with them? Or hang with us? Up to you, Kid."
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 4:13 pm
• Ј ɑ ӌ ∂ ε ɳ •
[ ooc: 3';]
All Jayden could really do was shoot the young red head male a glare. At least he recognized that he was hearing voices, right? He wasn't exactly in denial about that, so ha! Looking from Jason to the Hulk to the knocked out Talon and Maxxi near him. The idea of a computer room seemed very nice. Something familiar and away from all this...grungy white. When He-Man spoke to him, Jayden looked over at him and nodded. "I think Maxxi's got Talon under wraps...the guy might sooner wring my neck in a fiery death trap than accept help from me," the blond couldn't help but mutter, casting a dry glance at the guy knocked out on the floor. Yeah...best to flee while you can.
From here, he looked uncertainly down at the red head. The guy sure as hell didn't like him. That much was certain from the glares passed.
'Maybe because you're doing that to her?'
Looking around, Jayden spotted a girl with short, pixie cut black hair in a long sleeved white night shirt and a pair of shorts. She seemed...normal enough, with the exception that the blond could partially see right through her. Looking at Jason and Super Man, he muttered slightly under his breath (so they wouldn't hear...which was pointless with Jason around). "You're not making any sense...and 'her', is really a 'him' "
The figure gave him a mocking smile.
'You'll find out soon enough. You'll probably screw up and cause her harm again'
"You mean him?"
'Is it? I can no longer tell between your species. Then again, it make sense...she's the boy and you're the girl, am I right?'
Before he could retort, the girl vanished, and appeared behind him, making the motion that her lips were sealed for the moment, obviously laughing at him. Scowling, he slammed his hands in his pockets. "Well? Are we going or not?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 4:59 pm
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[Daisuke: Section B - hallway]
((sorry for the short post- but i'm leaving again soon for the next film shoot, a better one will be coming on monday))
Daisuke was starting to get mad now, and thus had to repeat the deep breathing a few more time times. He felt like smashing every door in frustation, but that seemed like a very very bad idea. He couldn't shake this feeling of being watched- and that's when he heard them.
2 younger voices, and a deeper tenor, obviously belonging to someone much older. They bounced off the walls from not too far away, possible around 2 more corners. But there was only one issue, which way?
At his current location, Daisuke could hear the resounding echo of their voices coming from equal direction. Of course, this could mean either way would lead him to them- or- it was just a trick of this elaborate maze of corridors.
Only one thing could answer this problem... should he chance it?
No- stop thinking like that.
It's not like some horror film where the post apololyptic world has driven people mad and dangerious... not yet.
Thus, the youth cupped his hands, held them on either side of this lips and - "HEEEEEY! Is anyone ELSE lost in this RAT MAZE?!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:14 am
ℳilar ℐlina Something was wrong. She was falling down headfirst, but that didn't matter. Where was down? More importantly, falling towards where? Her eyes jerked open, and she was in the clouds. Her head tilted upward, eyes now half-closed from the rush of wind thrashing against her face, and she could barely make out what was below her. An ocean?, she thought. How did I get here? It was all she could see now. The smell of saltwater filled her nostrils, but then, she could not recognize the aroma. As she fell into the sea, she noticed she could breathe and open her eyes wide, something she could not do before. But she didn't, instead attempting to relax and fall once again, this time into slumber. Then all at once, everything faded into nothing.
Milar stirred in her sleep. She on her right side, half-curled into a ball, her arms bent almost into a right angle toward her face. Her left eye twitched once and slowly she awoke. It's so cold..., she thought, frowning a little. She moaned a little as she stretched, then stopped, her eyelids suddenly jerking wide open. "Wait. When is it this cold in the summer?," Milar asked herself. She listened for rain, but could hear none. In fact, she could not hear much at all. She shivered slightly, which was understandable. After all, she was dressed to endure the heat of a scorching summer: a plain white short-sleeve V-neck that seemed a little small, and blue denim shorts. Oddly enough, she also had rainbow toe socks, but she didn't complain. She was freezing, and the common cold wasn't something she enjoyed.
Her eyes scanned the room, darting in every which direction. It was, for Milar, plenty of things, none of which she could call comfortable. Dimly lit, empty, confining, unwelcoming, dull, and devoid of color. Each of these ran back and forth in her mind, sometimes worded differently, and she shuddered. There was also a toilet, which she found to be rather odd. Milar sat up in the now-uncomfortable bed. "Where is this? Where am I?" The temperature of the room, if one could call it such, was no longer a concern. She saw that the door to her room was open just enough for her to gaze outside of it, and the color drained from her face as she sat there, horrified. Milar feared enough as it was, and any scenarios in her head after glimpsing into the hallway, no matter how impossible, only made everything worse. She could not take her eyes off the door, fearing that a scene in her head will come true. Milar was trapped.
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 5:01 pm
• Ј ɑ ӌ ∂ ε ɳ •
[ ooc: Okay, so ArgylePocky is gone for a theatre camp (for two weeks D'x ) and has given me permission to sort of take control of Jason to get him out of the way. She's my bff in real life, so I have no problems in doing this xDD fufufufufufu. She apologizes for the delay and the fact she had to go, and will more than likely respond once she gets back from Camp! ...and I am so sorry. My posts seem to be nothing but CRAP right now D'x *is so ashamed*]
Jayden didn't notice the odd glance he was getting from 'Jason' on the ground. What with him paying more attention to the ghostly figure then the fact that the guy had ears like a bat...yeah. Whether or not both Mr. Incredible and Jason thought Jayden was insane...the blond didn't know, but right now, he didn't care. He was talking to a gender confused...ghost? Spirit? Whatever the hell it was, it wasn't being very nice. Snarky little girl. With a sigh, he looked back to the others, watching as Jason slowly rose to herhis feet, hand still placed on his ear. The blond fohawked, figure wisely decided against saying anything once he caught sight of the other boys glare (no matter how much he wanted to tell her 'You got a little something right there' and point to his ear in reference). Best to make friends before making enemies, right?
Ready to leave, he was stopped as Jason focused his attention on down the hall in front of them, pointing to an indicated area. "The noise is coming over there..." A yell tore through the hallway close by. Jayden nearly looked, only to find his eyes locked on Jason who flinched. Green eyes rolling to the back of his head, the red headed male's knee's buckled and he fell. It was Jayden's first instinct to catch any girl that fell. Of course, right after he caught the red head, he was instantly reminded that this person was not a girl. Worry turned to a look of discomfort and somewhat disgust.
"...Hey...Uh...an adult...and a cop, too!. You look like you could lift a brick house, can you...uh...heh...take care of this dude? I mean...you've probably done a lot worse than hold a guy in your line of work, right? I'm kinda...weak in the arms."
That and the fact that he didn't want to hold another male also contributed to this fact.
"Besides...while you head to the computer room and figure out stuff, I can go ahead and look for the new guy. He sounded just about as lost as we are. Whaddya say?"
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