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 Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 9:39 am
A-3 gave a bit of a jaunty salute over to A-1, sighing as he did so in an almost traditional manner by now. This entire escapade was giving him a headache, and he was more than ready to have it over with. Hnn. Pendants, they said? Grand, now they were after snippets of jewelry, that was certainly a beautiful reflection of the planning put into this thing in which their very lives were at stake. "Hope to see you all on the other side..." He muttered.
...only he really didn't.
(( A-3 exiting to Boss Fight ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 10:08 am
Alpha Eight had chosen to simply listen to the antics of both teams. With the truce in place, he didn't feel much like kidding around or establishing anymore boundaries. His focus shifted to formulating a plan to get off the island as soon as possible or at least ensure his survival until that point. After a few minutes of contemplation, the cellphone buzzed to alert him of another ominous message and the group had made it clear they were going to have to band together if they wanted to jewelry. Lovely. Not the team building he had hoped for especially since he could get injured. He would need to play this one carefully.
[Alpha Eight is EXITING to the Boss Fight ]
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:26 pm
Zeta Five was ready to accept his role as a guard. He shook his head at Z7 and decided that he'd do so on his own. He was standing at the edge of the group and trying to remember. He couldn't. Nothing came to mind. Had his name always been Z5? Maybe it had. After all the rest of the group had no names or if they remembered they weren't telling.
He was still contemplating when his phone went off. He glanced at it and read the message. A pedant? How the Hell would... He tried to respond to it to ask what in God's name was going on but nothing happened. He couldn't do anything but check the messages. Damn it.
Then the explosion happened and he jumped, whirling around with his mace out. "What the s**t?" His eyes went to his group then to find his leader bounding away. No way he was going to be left alone and damn it, what if it was something that could help them? He bolted off after everyone else.
[Exit Z5 to the Boss Thread]
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 1:45 pm
After the whole trading of insults with a*****e (Z7) and messing around with Uptight's (Z5) head, Fiver had backed off a bit to chill next to Three, even going so far as to lean on the other male's shoulder just a bit.
But he certainly woke up when some huge THING crashed into the ground in front of them. "OH WHAT THE ******** IS THIS?!" he yelled, even as Three headed toward the thing. Raising his mace, Fiver let out some approximation of a battle cry and went charging off.
SOMETHING TO FIGHT. YES!
(( a5 exiting! ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 5:11 pm
Teambuilding, or something. A-One kept quiet and watched the two squads, keeping an eye out for trouble, or for signs of potential trouble. Then his cell phone buzzed again; he'd just looked up from the message (Pendants? What the crap, they were looking for jewelry?) when something made A Grand Entrance. Something massive, flaming, and unfriendly-looking.
... It was a good thing, after all, that Alpha and Zeta hadn't tangled up in a fight. That would've made this lovely surprise all the worse. A-One could try yelling commands or encouragement or something, but he suspected that nobody really needed the distraction. He hauled out his nunchuks (nunchuks, seriously) and headed for the creature. Finally, something to hit.
((A1 exiting to bossfight thread))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 2:00 am
Something was buzzing and beeping. Nine blinked and looked around before realizing that it was her cell phone. Frowning, she digged the phone out and opened it up to look at the new message.
As she was reading, she happened to glance up and notice that everyone was rushing off a little further down the beach. Better stick with the group, she supposed, and with a sigh she distractedly followed after them, still poking at her phone.
[A-9 exiting to the boss thread]
((Sorry, I forgot to make an exit post before posting in the other thread so I made this post to correct that. Sorry once again! ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 1:53 am
where did this post go? IT NEVER EXISTED.
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