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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 10:40 am
-Finally she came across something that felt like a switch she flicked it on. All sort of things seemed to come alive as the lights flickered on, an assembly line built to make suits in mass production and some sort of stasis chamber bubbled. "Where the heck am I !?!" Karazuma heard some footsteps in the distance and drawed her gun. "Hello ?"-
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 2:17 pm
is there something Im not getting...?
ah, nevermind.
So, we sure that Nights isn't in here? Maybe could check the floor tiling and celing panneling. Surely someone could hide there... *shudders of remembering the encounter with Nights rough AI limbs eariler*
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 3:10 pm
nothing is easily concieved...
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 1:28 am
The placent silence was violently interrupted by the smashing of a cryotube behind Ironwolf as a assimilated suit latched it's arms around his waist, pinning his arms down. Glass and biofluids gushed across the snow covered floor, while the cold arms of the death machine held the young man in a lethal embrace. It struggled as it intesified it's pressure against him...
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 6:58 am
TokyoNights The placent silence was violently interrupted by the smashing of a cryotube behind Ironwolf as a assimilated suit latched it's arms around his waist, pinning his arms down. Glass and biofluids gushed across the snow covered floor, while the cold arms of the death machine held the young man in a lethal embrace. It struggled as it intesified it's pressure against him...
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 1:21 pm
AH! *strugles in the suit, as being attacked by another rouge AI, attempting to release arms. But having them pinned down, attempts at trying to flip assailant over shoulder*
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 6:18 pm
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 7:58 pm
The AI's remaining arm kept a tight grip on the young one's arm, slowly breaking the bone. If the Major didn't get the thing off Ironwolf soon, there wouldn't be an arm left to save.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 8:00 pm
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 8:03 pm
General Tso Tso walks back to the staircase from which he had originally come. As he made his way down the metal steps, his boots rang loudly, causing him to wince with each step at the stealth lost. The snow rang cold against Tso, almost sealing his footing with each step. It seemed as if the stairwell was infinite, as did the snow. Yet, the silence seemed almost soothing. Perhaps death was a release? Or perhaps a sign of Reginald's weakening grasp? Only continuing through the darkness would dictate that...
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 8:07 pm
It maintained a strong grasp on Ironwolf's arm while the Major battered away at it. At the sudden impact of the major's fist against the suit's visor, it buckled slightly at the large gaping hole in it's face, revealing it's circuitry.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 8:28 pm
TokyoNights It maintained a strong grasp on Ironwolf's arm while the Major battered away at it. At the sudden impact of the major's fist against the suit's visor, it buckled slightly at the large gaping hole in it's face, revealing it's circuitry.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 8:29 pm
GAH! AHHH! THIS THING! *clenching teeth hard, agonizing from the AI's grip on arm*
Get... Its.. BRAINS! *whips around, reaches into the AI's visor and rips the circutry, attempting as to hit a nerve*
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 10:08 pm
-Karazuma walks slowly towards the stairwell and continues to go up gun in hand. She comes closer to the loud footsteps that approach her, the snow beneth Karazumas feet mask her steps. She turns the corner facing Tso gun in hand-
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 3:47 am
*Tso's pistol snaps up into line with her face. Recognizing the doctor, his gun slowly lowered. "Nice to see that you are still in one piece."
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