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 Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:34 pm
((Delta Eleven is wandering on her own through the fog, anyone feel free to jump in – to team up or attack!))
If anyone could see her now Eleven would surely pose a sad figure. No more did she skip and hum, revealing in insanity, no instead her head drooped and her feet dragged leaving a wide trail behind her all portraying her dejected state.
She was failing. Oh sure Eleven was still filling the criteria of surviving but she was not putting on a good show! Failing to attack the creature! Failing to get the pendant! Failing to attack and fail the other team! Why she was nothing but failure!
What she needed was a good old battle where she did not falter to lift her mood. Failing others in this great test would surely show that she was not but a comic relief, she was serious in her intensions!
Though, she guessed, seeing and grouping with her team again may be nice….
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:44 pm
[ ENTER from hiding thread ]
Theta four was still muttering, cursing to himself (it seemed it did that a lot), swearing about fog, pendants, and shadow monsters with glowing eyes. What the hell kind of place was this anyways?
A sound caught his ear, Theta four froze in his tracks, foot steps? A hand on his weapon, he ducked behind a rock, hopefully soon enough that he hadn't been seen. There was someone there, his eyes narrowed, watching.
(( They can talk or fight, whatevers, Theta four has no reason to show loyalty to his team or to just walk up and attack another at this point ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:55 pm
Suddenly Eleven perked up, halting in her steps. Was that a voice? Yes it was! Very soft, she’d almost missed it, in fact if she had been skipping and humming like usual she would have. Huh. Out of bad came good.
“Who is there? Is it one of Elevens Delta’s? Someone else? Of course it’s someone else Eleven! Delta’s would come out and not lurk in the fog like they had something to hide! Don’t worry little lost poppet Eleven will not hurt you if you don’t hurt her! Delta needs a thirteenth and you can be it!”
Despite her words she still tensed herself for a fight just in case whoever it was turned out to be hostile, she may be mad but she wasn’t without sense.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 5:36 am
His eyes narrowed peering around the edge of his rock. It was a voice he did not recognize, therefore he could only assume it was someone on another team. His grip tightened on his weapon, his guard up. Theta four had no reason yet to attack, not when there was so much more to be gained in more...underhanded ways. After all, this was certainly not the person he had seen pick up the pendant, what reason was there to strike.
However, that did not mean this person felt the same way, that they could not attack him the moment he showed himself.
"You show yourself first."
(( damn it, have to run to work, long day ahead, but yay money ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:49 pm
((Its ok, I'm also kinda slow at the moment because were in the final weeks at school xD))
Patience Elven, Patience.
Her breathing was practically non existence as she strained her ears listening for a reply and a clue to her companies location.
THERE!
As soon as they spoke she had their location and started to silently tred towards it, careful to not disturb the peebles beneath her feet.
"It is hard to show oneself when one is already in the open sir. How about you come out from behind your rock?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 11:55 pm
Beep Beeeep Beeeeep
Huh? MESSAGE! Particularly forggeting the person she was talking to Eleven fumbled for her phone and quickly pulling it out read the message.
A chance to redeem herself! Quickly she replied.
As she hit send Eleven disappeared in a flash of blue light.
((EXITING SORRY AMON))
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 5:23 am
Theta four was cursing under his breath. He had caught the last text message, but had not been fast enough to respond.
How long had he been sulking, wandering in the seemingly endless fog? Long enough for another text message to come in at least. Scrambling he snatched his phone, typing in letters to respond to the message.
[ EXIT thread ]
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