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 Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 11:10 am
Rosea joined her and basked in the scent. She looked around an saw that they were rather alone. It felts more illegal now. All she could think about was Sheriff's secret police raiding the place and she ending up some in the wastes without her skin. It wouldn't matter to much on some levels but still, she liked her skin. These thought kept her on edge as she jumped at everything.
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 11:18 am
xXNightXxXValeXx Rosea joined her and basked in the scent. She looked around an saw that they were rather alone. It felts more illegal now. All she could think about was Sheriff's secret police raiding the place and she ending up some in the wastes without her skin. It wouldn't matter to much on some levels but still, she liked her skin. These thought kept her on edge as she jumped at everything. Chuck finished her slice and emptied her soda bottle after finishing it. "Thank you for eating with me, my dear. Lunch is much more appetizing when eating with a friend."
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Khoshekh Palmer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:26 am
You hear the humming of helicopters out side. There sounding like a lot more then normal so you go out side to see them. They are not of the normal colors you have come to know. These were Yellow. You notice that is was dark for a moment those it was sunny just moments ago.
Then, with out warning, leafs of paper came raining from the sky and blanked the street. You pick one up and it reads:
StrexCorp Synernists Inc
Look around you, StrexLook inside you, StrexGo to sleep, StrexBelieve in a Smiling God StrexCorp
it is everything
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 10:09 am
Rosea smiled and nodded feeling calmer now. " I so agree. Its was very nice! Now--" She smirks leaning over the table. "I heard you have had an interview with The Cecil Baldwin~" She giggles and takes a sip from her soda. "I didn't know you were that popular! What did you do?!"
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Khoshekh Palmer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 11:18 am
xXNightXxXValeXx Rosea smiled and nodded feeling calmer now. " I so agree. Its was very nice! Now--" She smirks leaning over the table. "I heard you have had an interview with The Cecil Baldwin~" She giggles and takes a sip from her soda. "I didn't know you were that popular! What did you do?!"
Chuck smiled mysteriously. "Rosea, I shan't reveal the content of our interview. You shall just have to wait until he speaks of it, himself!" She chuckled quietly, fiddling with her straw wrapper, watching as it slunk across the table and around her cup.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:01 pm
"Awwww" Rosea pouts and slumped on to the table, her black hair covering her face. She looked up and made sure it wasn't in her or her friends drink. She hear what it did to hair, and it was just plain rude!
"But i want the scope! Did you talk about the new private Library? Or Or maybe about a neeewww BOYFRIEND!" The tentacle girl let her thought get away from her as she thought of a boyfriend.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:18 pm
Dana, having found her way back to Night Vale after an inditerminate amount of time wandering the desert around town, walked into Big Rico's. The first source of food she saw, it was much more appealing than walking the seemingly empty streets in hunger.
It looks so...empty She thought, opening the door. It's clearly open, all the lights are on, the door is unlocked, and the machines are all running...where is everyone?
Of course, there were people in Big Rico's. Due to her dimensional displacement, Dana cannot see them. Although they, like Carlos as she left The House That Does Not Exist, can most likely see and hear her.
Hello! Is anyone in here? Rico? She called out, into the brightly lit, yet still eerie resteraunt.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 9:51 pm
xXNightXxXValeXx "Awwww" Rosea pouts and slumped on to the table, her black hair covering her face. She looked up and made sure it wasn't in her or her friends drink. She hear what it did to hair, and it was just plain rude!
"But i want the scope! Did you talk about the new private Library? Or Or maybe about a neeewww BOYFRIEND!" The tentacle girl let her thought get away from her as she thought of a boyfriend. Chuck smiled mysteriously, sipping at her refilled drink. "You shall have to wait and find out, dear one." She winked saucily and giggled.
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Khoshekh Palmer Vice Captain
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Khoshekh Palmer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 9:52 pm
Murder Is Kawaii Dana, having found her way back to Night Vale after an inditerminate amount of time wandering the desert around town, walked into Big Rico's. The first source of food she saw, it was much more appealing than walking the seemingly empty streets in hunger. It looks so...empty She thought, opening the door. It's clearly open, all the lights are on, the door is unlocked, and the machines are all running...where is everyone?Of course, there were people in Big Rico's. Due to her dimensional displacement, Dana cannot see them. Although they, like Carlos as she left The House That Does Not Exist, can most likely see and hear her. Hello! Is anyone in here? Rico? She called out, into the brightly lit, yet still eerie resteraunt. Chuck paused, tilting her head. "Hm, I think...I think I heard someone. They must be upstairs..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 2:41 pm
Jersey fished a cigarette out of his pocket, stuffing his Big Rico's hat in place of the withdrawn cancer stick as he lit and puffed on it, leaning back againt the cool glass of the pizza place with a sigh. He rarely had time to unwind outside, even the days when it had been slow and few customers visited to sink their teeth into the pizza without any wheat, but as a reward for eating his mandatory slice he had been allowed a few minutes of time. ...Those five minutes were slowly dwindling down, so he pushed the barely finished cancer stick into the sunbaked concrete and turned. It was dark, and the chatter that had died down started up again, crackling like the bad radio signal he got when he tuned in to Nightvale Radio in the afternoons after he soaked in the shower for a bit. Something hit him in head, neck, face, back. Then it stopped: the whispers ceased, as well as the dull blows. A paper drifted down to land on the dark parking lot concrete and everything stilled, humming of a distant helicopter could be heard streaking off into the distance as Jersey picked one of the flyers up and held it to his face for closer examination.
"Look around you... Look inside you... Go to sleep..." The whispers and crackling started, and even though he winced at the buzzing of his ears he continued his skimming. "Strexcorp?" The words passed his chapped lips, and he licked them as the voices became louder, he heard the conversations being held in some far off place. That old woman's house perhaps? He had been there when it all started, when everything happened. His tongue ran across his lips again, followed by biting, and then he entered.
"Look around you!" One of the voices mocked, and Jersey rolled his eyes as he slid into one of the booths, across from where a couple of girls sat. He tried to catch one's eye, then winked when he felt he had. "Do not mock the existance of Strexcorp, Gabriel, they could very well be a threat to our existance as well." "How? We are angels, Cas. Lighten up a bit." They died down, and so Jersey sighed in relief and the crease in his forehead smoothed out.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 7:38 pm
 
(._.· (¯`·._ Rosea Embers ·._.) ·.·´¯)
Thoughts: Can that guy see us in the basement? Why is he winking...IS THE FLOOR TRANSPARENT?!
Ooc:.....
--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--
(._.·(¯`·._<☉>·._.)·.·´¯) The tentecal girl looked up at he darken ceiling to the basement with a sense of worry. "You hear something?!? Oh No its Sheffie Secret Police! They are gonna get us!" Paranoid, Rosea stud from the booth and hurried back up the stares to see the man from behind the counter now in the booth. He looked kind of lost in thought. Rosea pushed some of her hair to the back of her ear and smiled nervously as her tentacles slowly wrapped around her protectively. "Oh. Hello. On break now or--?" She couldn't finish her statement when she saw the darker skinned girl wondering around calling for Rico. It wasn't too odd for people to be asking for the owner but she just couldn't get why she hadn't felt her when her tentacles whipped out. Rosea didn't dwell on it as she fixed her gase to the man in the booth.
(._.·(¯`·._<☉>·._.)·.·´¯)
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 7:56 pm
Giving up on finding Rico, who didn't seem to be answering, Dana looked around more carefully. She noticed illegal pizza sitting out in the kitchen and at the tables, slowly fading out of existance, slice by slice like an illegally delicious, cheesey, wheat and/or wheat by-product filled clock. I wonder why that pizza is slowly fading into nothingness she thought, and after looking around just to make sure no one was around, she said "Well, nonexistant or not, illegal pizza is still illegal pizza" before quickly grabbing and eating several slices from the nearby counter. I don't see anyone here...and this pizza is just sitting everywhere. I do feel bad though...I wish I had some money to leave. a solution to the rather troubling thought of illegal pizza theft (a double crime) came to mind. She wrote "I will pay you for the 3 slices of COMPLETELY WHEAT, AND WHEAT BY-PRODUCT, FREE pizza. -Dana" on a napkin, and left it near the register. Hoping an employee of Rico would find it. Full of illegal goodness, she promptly left. [[went to: Dana's apartment]] ((OOC: I hope we/the show find a way to bring Dana back to our dimension, at least partially, soon. lol))
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 9:25 pm
I'll be your nightmare mirror
Do what you do to me... One of the things Stevie thought she'd never get used to, was the law that residents had to eat at a particular restaurant once a week. It didn't really make sense, to her mind.
Maybe the things in charge here benefit from the place somehow...It's a possibility.
As she walked into the establishment, she removed her wallet from her bag. There was an unsurprising amount of people inside, all of them eating assorted foods. Unconsciously, the demon girl stuck out her tongue. She'd never cared much for pizza with wheat, hell knows she wouldn't like it without. If nothing else, hopefully something meat based would suffice for her mandated meal. ...ɹoɹɹıɯ ǝɹɐɯʇɥƃıu ɹnoʎ ǝq ll,I
Colder than a steel blade.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 10:09 pm
Don was already inside Rico's, amused by the weird law. Sure, non-wheat based pizza was different, but it wasn't like there weren't other grains out there. Heck, he chose his slice because it reminded him of that one place in Seattle that also used cornmeal as a base for the dough. Besides, pile enough meat and dairy on anything and it'll taste good. As the newest customer walked in, Don eyed her, sniffing her out (so to speak). Being Fae meant that, while he wasn't in the Court circles much, still meant he could pick up on supernatural scents. Granted most people here stank of the supernatural, but especially that woman. If she should happen to look his way, he'd wink and smile at her with large, square teeth.
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