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 Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 6:24 pm
((my god... Xemaca's changed her hair and wardrobe. Thats something I'd never see comming... lol))
My god... What was... *snaps head towards the other room, hearing the screams, but turns back, looking at a point in his vosir as Karazuma's comm came in*
er... ok, you get that Major? Best as to leave. With your bit of cargo.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 6:30 pm
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 6:59 pm
-"Grrrrr" Karazuma kicked the reinforced wall."Evil steel supports!"-
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 7:01 pm
It'll be a tight fit, but its about a foot and a half of cleared space... If Sanu could give Night to someone else and then pull back the edges...
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 7:04 pm
General Tso It'll be a tight fit, but its about a foot and a half of cleared space... If Sanu could give Night to someone else and then pull back the edges...
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 9:50 pm
*She was still inside the pit, reliving the horrors that was Night's memories. But eventually, something came up, the thing she had been searching for. She gave the verbal command "record" to the helmet, and it began doing a visor video recording, which when finished recording will store the video in its databanks for future reference. The location of Reginald was in her grasp*
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:20 pm
Xemaca *She was still inside the pit, reliving the horrors that was Night's memories. But eventually, something came up, the thing she had been searching for. She gave the verbal command "record" to the helmet, and it began doing a visor video recording, which when finished recording will store the video in its databanks for future reference. The location of Reginald was in her grasp* "System error", the automated warning on the life support systems read. "Cerebral anomalies detected. Brainwave functions 500% above normal. Subconscious activity irregular. Close mental connection immediately", it blurred. Meanwhile, Xemaca had managed to record the location of Reginald, but an unfortunate obstacle had materialized. The setting had faded away, visually altering into the image of a long, white corridor. Xemaca stood at one end, behind a door, perhaps the one she had entered, or maybe it was the one she was to exit. At the opposite end of the corridor, the effigy of Night stood guard over another door. He did not appear as his monstrous mechanical avatar, but...human. It was him before the horrible experiments had altered his mind and body, or so it seemed. In the mind of a bodiless soul, what truly was reality? Night stood waiting, as if soundlessly telling Xemaca to walk towards him. He gave an innocent glance into her eyes, or was it an expression of contrivance? My how the mind can play tricks...
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:39 pm
Reginald levitated within a dark, poorly lit chamber. Computer systems and strange, mysterious tools and machines lay all around. In the center of the room was a peculiar object. It was rather large, towering over 15 feet high, in the shape of a column. The column had a radius of around 10 feet, and seemed to be metallic, yet glass at the same time. The severe climate change had misted over and engulfed the entire thing in a small coffin of ice. Fist-sized sockets and wiring were strewn all over, connecting the strange device to the running matrices. Reginald was working on something that most people without a sense of morals would do. But he wasn't a person, he was a thing. A humongous monitor in the front of the room lit up like New Year's day. Equations and anomalies zoomed up and down the screen. "Yes...almost done...so close!", Reginald said to himself. In a blink, the screen changed from numbers and graphs, to the 3D diagram of what appeared to be a human body. All inner and exterior body parts were being monitored with extreme caution. "Stem cell generation: 85% complete", the main computer read. It was obvious at what Reginald was preparing to do. He was playing God, he was defying the laws of science, he was...constructing an organic body of his own. A strong source of light flickered on within the strange column, revealing it to be a gigantic biotube. The coating of ice prevented a clear view of what was inside, but the defined silhouette of a human body floated in silent audience. What the others would soon discover was that the body Reginald would soon complete and occupy, would chill them to the bone, more then any ice cold temperature could induce...
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:44 pm
Boota Pouncer General Tso It'll be a tight fit, but its about a foot and a half of cleared space... If Sanu could give Night to someone else and then pull back the edges... Unbeknownst to Tso and Karazuma, was that there was a distinct security system even within the vents. Laser beams lighted in almost every direction; the interruption of one would cause immediate liquidation for the unfortunate individual inside. The warmth inside however induced a faint mist, due to the lowered temperatures outside, revealing the lasers. There was some good to the cold after all. All Karazuma had to do was navigate, or find some way to redirect the lasers inside.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:51 pm
nevermind, I'll tear my way through... tell me your possitions, and where you are blowing, now.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 9:07 am
*nods and walks over to the small tube that Major set down. Looks down on the tube and picks it up gently. Walks away with the tube to the other side of the room, in case of any flying material*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 10:10 am
-"Oh great. Apparently all the security systems weren't shut off. Okay Tso did you pack the Mission Impossible laser deflector or did I?" Karazuma threw a rock into the lasers only to see it turn into goo.-
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 10:34 am
"Ah s**t... I got nothing. The only peice of equipment I have that hasn't been destroyed or run out of ammo is my 9mm..." *Radio* Anybody know where the nearest ammo locker is?**
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 10:41 am
"There was one in the storage facility underground. It seemed empty, but there might be other ones down there. Plus I think I dropped my wave cannon when I fell and I love that gun."
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 8:44 pm
*Something bizarre had happened outside Night's conciousness, Xemaca had passed out while wearing the helmet, a helmet not designed to handle psychokinetic communication. She now found herself inside this bizarre metal hall, Nights on the other end, guarding a door. She slowly approached him. She didn't feel tired, and she wasn't injured, or smelly or dirty. She was perfectly clean and healthy. She called out to this manifestation of Nights* Nights? Is that you?
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