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 Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:05 pm
As the creature laughed, Rick merely scowled. What was up with all of this guy's leet? He doubted that there was even a fragment of himself with that kind of personality.
"I don't care what I've gotten myself into. A place that hasn't been dominated by urban streets and vehicles polluting the air, I know that much," He grunted.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:09 pm
"The entire world is poluted. Everyone knows that. Just because you can't see it , doesn't meen it's not there. Besides, polution is the least of your worries here."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:11 pm
"Is anyone else suffering because of me? If not, then there is nothing to worry about," He simply said.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:15 pm
Marty breathed for a second to maintain a calm composure.
"What do you mean suffering? I never said that anyone was suffering because of you. And why say there's nothing to worry about. Just because you arn't bothering anyone doesn't mean that everthing is fine. I'm simply stating that while polution might not be much of a problem here on the island, there are other things."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:18 pm
"Like what? What is so wrong and terrible about this tranquil place that it could be something worse than being in a crowded, dingy city full of jerks and druggies?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:29 pm
"Well for starters the owners of the island has it's inhabitants turned into animals." There it was. Marty dropped the bomb. Again. How many was it now that he had broken the news to. Why was it that they seemed to be drawn to him, putting him in the possition he was currently in. Mabey he wsa drawn to them, subconciously. Thought would have to be put into this. Later.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:35 pm
"Okay," He simply said, barely believing a word of it, "if this is real, prove to me that you are, indeed, as real as you claim to be."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:38 pm
"What? Fine."
Marty walked up to Rick and started poking him.
"There, feel that? Real."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:44 pm
The color briefly drained from Rick's face as he felt the sharp prodding of the anthromorphic creature. He slowly sat down on a small rock behind him, putting his face in his hands, his body shuddering. This was unexpected, but there was still one question he had that he asked behind his hands.
"How does the change occur?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:49 pm
"Syrums," explained Marty as calmly as he could, noticing that the truth had finally hit home with Rick, "injected via injection. You've probably had your first by now. It's a 5 step process."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:54 pm
He silently, mentally slapped himself, screaming in his head, "Get a hold of yourself!" The shaking stopped, and he took his hands away from his face, which had hardened. He got off the rock, and stood straight.
"Then so be it." He said, and without another word, resumed walking.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 4:00 pm
"Very well then." Said Marty as Rick walked off into the jungle. "Best of luck to you. Don't get eaten by anything."
Marty turned, gave Erik another nod, and walked back towards the vilage.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 7:49 pm
Erik had been motionless while the two bickered, positive that he wouldn't be able to get a word in edgewise. When their conversation ended, he was choosing which person to follow: the walking pincushion...or the hard-headed newbie.
Deciding who to follow, Erik flapped up to a tree branch and followed Rick. When he finally caught up to him, he called out, trying to start a conversation "So, what's your name?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 7:52 pm
Rick looked up, caught off guard by the sudden attempt at conversation, stopping him in his tracks.
"Rick...Katan," He simply said, and was about to walk away until he remembered manners, which for him, had deteriorated dreadfully, "and yours?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 6:55 pm
Erik jumped/flapped down form his branch, landing in front of Rick. "Erik Attaway, at your service." he said, with pride.
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