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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:38 am
Y'ever met Triceratons? Now, those are some worked up individuals. This comin' from ME. You'd know 'em if you saw 'em,too. They're like Jurrassic Park gone wild or something. With space suits.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:43 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:46 am
. . . the movie about the rich guy who clones dinosaurs?
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:51 am
Never heard of it. Which century do you come from?
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:59 am
I was born in the 1990s. But this is 2007. Last time I checked . . . .
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:02 am
Ah, I'm from the 30th century.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:54 pm
Neo ran into the living room and saw the others.
"Okay? Whats going on?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 3:48 pm
Staring at the door as Colour yelled to Ameko, Angel began to feel uneasy when she didn't answer. As soon as Colour asked him a question he shook himself out of it, and also began to figure the same thing. "Yeah.. probably.. Cause even if she was angry which barely ever happens, she'd still answer.." Sighing he turned away, this time grabbing Colours hand and running. "Let's go see what's up with the new people!!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:03 pm
::Brainiac 5 looked around at the mass of colorfully dressed characters and rolled his eyes::
rolleyes
::Without saying a word he strode over to another person who had emerged from the portal (which he had already postulated several dozen theories about, then proceeded to discard three for being insufficient to explain the phenomena, two for resulting in the wrong color of distortion, and one because 'a wizard did it' simply does not fly in the 30th century.::
"You."
::He pointed at Laurel.::
"Give me your hand."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:14 pm
Nightingale finally woke up and winced. She had the worst sunburn you've ever experienced in your life multiplied a few times, and it wasn't going to be going away soon. She smeared smeared ointment on it, then went to see what was up with the alarms.
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Jaeger_Ayers Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 3:46 am
The alarms finally dies down and the automated defense system went online. "Intruders detected. Initiating level five threat deterant."
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 3:50 am
Jaeger sprinted back into the computer room as fast as he could while pulling on his pants. "NO, YOU CATIWUMPUS PIECE OF CRAP!" Jaeger smashed his hand down on the keyboard and the alarms and defense system went offline. "No more metal tentacles, flashing lights, and no more ME GETTING SHOT THROUGH THE CHEST BY FREAKING LASER BEAMS! We'll deal with this ourselves."
Jaeger made his way to the living area where the new arrivals were. "Wow, another green person? Is this a new trend and no one told me?" Jaeger sized them up a bit. "OK, so are you guys lost or is this yet another in the upteenth attempt to take over this base?"
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Jaeger_Ayers Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 4:32 am
Querl Dox ::Brainiac 5 looked around at the mass of colorfully dressed characters and rolled his eyes::
rolleyes
::Without saying a word he strode over to another person who had emerged from the portal (which he had already postulated several dozen theories about, then proceeded to discard three for being insufficient to explain the phenomena, two for resulting in the wrong color of distortion, and one because 'a wizard did it' simply does not fly in the 30th century.::
"You."
::He pointed at Laurel.::
"Give me your hand." Brainy? You aren't from my Legion, are you?
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 6:55 am
::Brainiac doesn't answer, but grabs her hand, inspecting her Legion ring.::
"Similar design. Slightly more crude, of course. No, I am not from YOUR Legion. We appear to have a dilemma on our hands."
::He looks up at the assembling team of Titans as the warning klaxons continue ringing.::
"We appear to have a larger dilemma on our hands."
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