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 Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 6:44 pm
Merdok finally made it. Blood covered his eyes, and the searing pain had begin to subside. It was not a good feeling. It was a feeling that certain death was near. He dragged himself onto the quad and turned on the engine. It roared wildly as he pushed on the gas pedal, passing tree by tree, barely dodging each one. He felt himself being thrown around like a rag doll, going over vines, mud, and hills. The easy task of holding on was now a more strenuous task than ever. He didn't know how he was going to make it out, but he hopefully would. His time was growing shorter. He didn't know how much long he had.
((Sorry about being gone for so long. A mixture of mono, liver-problems, and school kind of get in the way.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 12:11 pm
((Ouch... Sorry to hear that man.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 6:05 pm
Skylicker arrived at the front gates of the HQ in the late evening. After his slowly moving yet loud motorcycle rolled past them, he drove his bike over to the garage and parked it inside instead of out front like last time. He walked through the quiet halls of the facility after entering it and took a detour to the cafeteria where he popped the top of a Coke he retrieved from the fridge... The type in a glass bottle, the GOOD kind that just tastes so much better than any other iteration of Coca-Cola that it's absurd.
Anyway, the man was a bit reluctant to begin his research of the disc he and Katastrophy had retrieved from the Serano corporation, so he opted to venture into the main lounge where he kicked up his feet on a small table and sipped at his cola after flopping down onto the middle couch, turning on the 42" plasma television mounted on the wall and blankly spacing out as he watched braindead reality television.
Next up, the Apprenticeship! Who will Johnny Gambino choose this year?!
Crim's eye twitched.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 11:08 pm
After several hours of flipping through the channels and finally catching "Fistful of Dollars" on at the middle and watching it through the end, Skylicker stood and stretched, pulling the packaged disc out of his jacket's inner pocket. He looked at it for a moment before beginning the long walk to the secret elevator in the main office that led to the underground area. After putting his ring up to the panel and concentrating, the secret door behind the wall opened and he stepped in.
Soon he was underground. He walked past the various high-tech panels and monitors to the main computer where he took a seat before the huge screen, putting the disc into a slot near the large panel.
"Begin program, search. Computer, I need a scan of this disc for any hostile factions, military nations, or enemies of Team 0wnage. Put priority on links to individuals in this continent."
"Scan has begun..." is what the monitor said, speaking the line in a calm female voice. Crim` stood and stretched.
"Well, this could be a while... Considering the number of names on the disc and how much of a detailed scan the computer generally runs. I think this is my excuse to go for a nice relaxing ride..."
And so he did... Venturing out to his bike and riding off into the night past the gates and along the dark forest road.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:28 pm
((Returning since Delve seems MIA))
Crim` returned on his motorcycle after a while and parked out front. He walked inside and back into the secret area he had been in earlier, seeing "SCAN COMLETE" on the large monitor. Crim` leaned over and withdrew the disc from the drive. "Make copies of the search results." he said, grabbing a small blank flash drive from a shelf that seemed to contain dozens of them and slipped it into one of the USB ports of the computer. He paced a bit as the computer completed the copying process, reviewing what was on the screen.
"Never heard of 'em..." he said to himself. "Perhaps Kat..."
He would soon grab the small drive containing all of the data of their likely adversaries and without a moment's waste he'd head to his room a gather various things for his trip back to Aekea, and soon after he was off in the night back towards the smoky metropolis upon the two wheels of his bulky motorcycle.
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