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 Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 9:18 am
Kibo: Uh-oh, they're trying to kill Rody. I'll be right back, hon.
He kissed Sunny on the cheek, before teleporting behind Michael, and looking at the dart.
Kibo: Oh hell no, redo that, Mikey. You just hit Whitby. You're not killing Protest the Hero. They're too good of a band. Do it again.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 11:18 am
PK: >.>;; WELLL..... *chugs a bottle of rum, and pulls the dart out* let's try this again then! *throws the dart again*
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 12:23 pm
Kibo: Thank you.
He teleported back to his wife's side, looping his arm in hers.
Kibo: You know how I am about good musicians.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:06 pm
auron teleports to his hotel room, and smiles as he takes off his hat and lays down for a rest
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 5:23 pm
*a dart comes out of no-where and strikes Kibo in the arm*
PK:*teleports next to kibo* whups... sorry... I'm not as think as I drunk I am... *takes the dart and teleports back to the globe-room*
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 6:13 pm
Michael sat at his desk, waiting for PK to return.
"Hurry up, will ya? I was kinda hoping to wipe some place off of the map today!"
He looked down at his watch.
"Botch is still as annoying as ever."
Michael said, picking up a phone. He dialed it quickly.
"Hello, this is Michael Richmund, listen I have a few people of interest for you... Yes, take these names down: Hinata Solei, Aubry Rosewater, Auron... what the hell is his last name? Oh never mind, just put down Auron. Next would be Natasha Redfield and Ranu Blackheart, better leave Storm out of this... and finally, Kibo Botch. Oh, and you better take his family too, he's got a soft spot for them. Yes, this will be up by tonight? Good. Charges? Um... put them down for the usual. Hahaha, ok, have a nice night."
Michael hung up the phone.
"Well, let's get going. In a few moments, things aren't going to be pretty."
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Two men in trench coats entered the bar, sitting at a table near Kibo and Sunny.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 7:54 pm
PK: I'm back! *throws the dart again, and it hits mexico* let's nuke mexico!
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 7:49 am
Natasha eyes the men suspiciously, as do her children, sensing her unease.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 1:03 pm
Michael claps his hands together.
"Yes, let's."
He said, rising from behind his desk.
"Do you think we'll need popcorn?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 4:12 pm
PK: popcorn is always good!
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:10 pm
Kibo shifted in his seat, turning towards the men in trenchcoats.
Kibo: So are you just gonna sit there observing us all night, or are you actually gonna try and capture us?
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 6:55 am
(((thanks for leaving me out again Alch! stare are you going to forget my name next?! you forgot my ship's name...)))
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 7:02 am
Both men smirked, and rose from their seats behind the table.
"Good after noon. I'm agent Samson, and this is agent Harper."
The man identified as Harper looked down at his watch as two more men in trench coats lead in two unknown men in hand cuffs.
Agent Samson: "These two were found off the coast with a ship full of illegal arms."
Agent Harper: "They both claim they bought these weapons from a Mr. Botch and his associates."
Agent Samson: "Please come with us."
(ACK! THERE ARE TOO MANY PEOPLE, and not enough villains -_-. Sorry Aubry, I fixed it!)
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 1:45 pm
(Ahem, Natasha is "Blackheart" now, not "Redfield". It was changed after she found her mother)
Richard looked at the men, his mind deeply penetrating their thoughts.
The usually quiet boy shouted over at Kibo.
"They're lying! Don't listen to them!"
Natasha looked in shock at her youngest child.
"You actually managed to control it?"
She said to him quietly, referring to his 'gift'.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 4:05 pm
Aubry didn't like the smell of these guys.
"well, we didn't sell them, if that's what you mean..." she growled at them.
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