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 Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:22 am
((C'mon...I just need one more person...))
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 1:56 pm
((I wouldnt mind making another character for this one...))
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 2:25 pm
((I'm looking for a actual person, not just a character))
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 4:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:25 pm
OPEN!!
Sitting out on top of a dune. A Lone figure in battered steel armor stood, over looking a long flat stretch of open sand. The figure looked around then walked back out of sight. The Sound of a Starting Engine could be heard, a minute later, A large dune buggy like veichile shot over the ridge and landed on the open stretch of sand. The driver floored the petal, the Dune buggy Sped along the sand with no problem. It was a sleek veichile, a little banged up and a few dents from small arms fire but very drivable. Over the driver and passenger seat was a tinted plexiglass hiding the identiy of the driver. On top was a small flip top with a braket that could mount a low caliber machine gun, however their wasn't one on at the moment.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:58 pm
Sadie sat on the sand. She was sick of the same scenery and she wanted to do something. She sighed and watched the horizon for anything out of the ordiary but then she got bored of that. She then decided it best to lay down and take a quick nap. No one would have to know.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 1:02 pm
((Just waiting for the other people too post before I post again))
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 3:43 pm
Alix stood between two dunes and seethed with anger. She was getting almost nowhere trying to find her parents' killers, and it was becoming very frustrating. On top of this she was getting thirsty, but she'd already finished her water. She would have to get some more soon, or she would become dehydrated.
Alix suddenly remembered a time when she was about ten years old. She was in her backyard playing catch with her dad on a hot summers' day, and her mom came out with lemonade. She reminded Alix to keep drinking or she would get sick. It was one of the few moments that her parents had free time.
The flashback ended and Alix was brought back to the present. She saw the sand surrounding her and remembered that her parents had died, then she screamed with anger and emotional pain and began kicking at the neverending sand.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 4:02 pm
One of the sensors in the high tech dune buggy picked up a human sounding noise. The driver changed course and moved towords the noise, when he was About thirty feet from a dip between two dunes he Stopped and got out. The tinted plexiglass windsheild lifted forword and the man in the all metal suit grabbed a Assult rifle and craddled it. He walked foword, He turned on the microphone inside his helmet, then botted up the targetting system. a small crosshair appeared and moved where he pointed the barrel of the rifle, satasfied everything was in order he spoke. "Is anyone down there?" He said, thought through the mic it was more of a shout.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 4:19 pm
Alix stopped and stood stock still as a voice asked if she was there. She cocked her head as soon as she heard the voice and deduced that it was coming from somewhere nearby. Alix looked around her for a way to sneak away, but found none. She mentally kicked herself for putting herself in a location that was nearly impossible to escape from. Alix realized that her only option was to come out.
After taking a deep breath and making sure her sword was visible but her dagger and gun were well concealed, Alix confidently walked out from between the two dunes. She saw a person dressed in a metal suit holding an assault rifle that was pointed at her. She answered his question. "I was down there, but not anymore. Now I advise you to lower that weapon."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 4:49 pm
Dimitri lowered the rifle and slung it over his shoulder. "One of my sensors picked up a noise well passing by so I decided too check it out., pardon me if I am interupting something" He said and bowed his head abit. Dimitri was being as polite as he could. "If you are going somewhere That way" He pointed in the direction he had been heading, due west. "Then I can take you their, if not...then I will be leaving" He said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:07 pm
Alix thought for a moment. Making friends wasn't something she found particularly appealing, but having contacts was something else entirely. Contacts were useful, and this guy certainly looked useful. "Well then, where are you going?" she asked. In her search she didn't really need to go anywhere in particular, but following this guy would be better that staying put and sulking.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:13 pm
"Home" was all Dimitri said. He turned and climbed into the driver's seat of his dunebuggy and started it up. He Unslung his assult rifle and layed it on the floor next too his seat, Then pulled off a small black leather breifcase off the passenger seat and tucked it into a small slot on the left side of his seat.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:43 pm
"Oh." Alix wondered if it would be suspicious if she asked to go home with him, but she had nowhere else to go. She also noticed the briefcase, and that interested her. She wondered what was in it. "Can you take me with you?" Alix hoped she wasn't sounding helpless like a damsel in distress, but then she wondered if that kind of stuff would actually work with this guy. She decided to lay it on a bit thicker. "I have nowhere else to go."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:57 pm
Dimitri smiled behind his mask and helmet. "If you don't mind being driven by a stranger" He said. He turned off the targeting system in his visor, no longer having any use for it.
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