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 Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 1:49 pm
"Buhhshihh" Minion said through his toy...Connor walked in the room, a giant smile on his face...He looked directly at Minion, who dropped the toy and stared him down...then pawed the toy closer to him, protectively..."So you like it?" Minion's ears perked up..."It-it was you?...Of course it was you....you twit." He faked annoyance, but he really flattered that he'd done it...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 1:55 pm
Hef grabs the gun he had build aealier and aimed at the screen of his computer "Let me see. A there is one!" He said as he pulled the trigger. But no bullet came out. Yet still the flood that was on the screen died. Immediately a few more spawned.
"O you want to play it hard? Take this!" Hef said as he pressed a button and began shooting at the screen again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 2:21 pm
huh im going to the shooting range -tres walked out of the room and down the hallway-
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 2:27 pm
Connor turned to follow him..."Come on buddy..." He said over his shoulder to Minion...Minion picked up his toy and got up...As Minion passed through the door, his holographic form being cut as it passed through. Instead, the screens along the hallway displayed him trotting alongside Connor...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 2:40 pm
WolfsDisciple Connor turned to follow him..."Come on buddy..." He said over his shoulder to Minion...Minion picked up his toy and got up...As Minion passed through the door, his holographic form being cut as it passed through. Instead, the screens along the hallway displayed him trotting alongside Connor... midnight sun was as tall as tres as she walked along the wall she stopped and waited with him- come on conor we need to get there before we retire you always where slow
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 2:58 pm
"Hey, I ain't retirin' just yet..." Or at least he wasn't planning on it..."And who are you to judge, you move at the speed of light..." Minion was following Sun closely, happily gnawing at his chew toy...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 3:04 pm
WolfsDisciple "Hey, I ain't retirin' just yet..." Or at least he wasn't planning on it..."And who are you to judge, you move at the speed of light..." Minion was following Sun closely, happily gnawing at his chew toy... - like it?
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 3:14 pm
"Ah nyoh yoh wuh ihn ah ih" He said through his toy...He pawed at the door to the firing range. The door slid open to the range, the dark room coming to life with flourescent light...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 4:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 6:46 pm
The flourescent lights of the firing range revealed a deep, deep room, boudaried by black steel bulkheads. Near the door were firing positions, cubicles that opened up to the range it self. Tracks on the ceiling made the room seem longer than it actually was, tracks that held the target holopads. In the firing positions, there were small lockers, kept closed by figerprint scanners. Connor stepped into one of these positions, took off a glove and swiped his thumb. The door beeped and clicked, signalling that had been unlocked. Opening the door, he took out his paycard paying for ammunition...Going to the weapons locker, he took out his personal favorite...an ancient M109 Jackson sniper rifle, he looked it over, whistling, before placing it back on the rack. He then pulled out a retro fitted Covenant carbine...it was labelled "experimental"...
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:45 am
-tres opend a locker and pulled out a SPNKR rocket launcher and ammo - you know me like to make big entrences-tres shoulderd the luandher and gete a MA5B assult rifel -
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:50 am
"Alvin, come. We have got something to do!" Hef said as he put down the gun.
"What do you mean?" Alvin asked.
"Well, check your memory banks. Maybe you recall a covenant who has destroyed the chupathingy?" Hef said as he walked towards the door.
"Why do you call your warthog, the chupathingy?" Alvin asked.
"I like it. Got a ring to it." Hef answered smiling as he left the room "I will see you in the garage!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 7:39 pm
-tre leved the rocket launcher and fired a round down range-
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 5:40 am
"I Hate this crap" Hef said as he looked at the remains of his warthog Dammit! This is going to take hours to repair!"
"Be happy that they didn't turned it into a small piece of metal!" Alvin said.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 1:59 pm
-tres fired he other round dropped the launcher and leveld his rifel-
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