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 Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 7:13 pm
Skip looked a bit nervous now that he had to explain it. He hadn't really thought about how to say it. "Well, uh... I was tol- ....er.... I think that if you have Luna do that... screaming... thing on a low enough level, that might be able to wake up Emerald. But.... I don't know if that would help our current situation.... I think if Luna were to try to get us out of here, we'd explode..."
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 7:49 pm
It was going to be such a pain to get the bracelet off again. But if it meant freedom, or at least Emerald waking, then she would take it from her wrist. She used her mouth to help her this time, sure that using her cheek would only cause her to look twice as silly. She put it on the floor, and called out to it once more.
"Hey, Luna! Wanna do me another favor?"
She waited for the bracelet to start speaking to her.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 1:02 pm
"KYAA!!!" Her scream echoed off of the walls of the enclosed space. "Watch your head that was my butt!!" She said, sorely missing the ability to whirl around and smack him. However she couldn't do that, since she was focused on not ramming Brian's butt with her own head. Scowling and grumbling about 'Stupid Spaz' she began to think about everything and anything pessimistic.
'What if Brian gets stuck and we're all stuck behind him, what if the bottom isn't strong enough to support us, what if what if what if...' Instead of thinking the last one, she said it out loud.
"If any of you fart, I'll personally shove your head in a toilet and flush it a good hundred times!" she said, shuddering.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:05 pm
((Ezriel))
The room was completely bare. White padded walls, white padded ceiling, a door and a small florescent light made up the contents of the cell. Home sweet home, eh? What a place. Was this really where he was meant to stay...forever?
No. He could and would escape.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:17 pm
((Brian))
He knew Kali was staring at his a** right now. Totally. But he wouldn't let on. Oh, no...he'd let her have her looksee...
Sometimes, it was amazing how generous he could be. *sigh*
Anyways, now that they were all inside the shaft, it was time to get a move on. Signaling to his team, he began to crawl ahead...
It was dark. Really....dark. Not scary, exactly. No, that was out of the question. It seemed more...non-existent. Like they were simply crawling through the fabric of time itself. In fact, he couldn't even see his own hands as he walked, let alone any walls or-
THWACK! DOINGGGGGGGG!
Owwwwwwwww.....he hit is head. Hard...
"Owwwwwwww.....I hit my head. Hard..."
He had smacked his head on some kind of wall in front of him, making the whole passage ring like a bell, simultaneously sending massive vibrations down its length. It wasn't really his fault, though! If only they could ******** SEE!!!! Gah. Pounding his fist on the wall, hard, he rubbed his forehead and laid down. He was a little out of breath, but it was, you know, the JACKHAMMER inside his skull that was getting to him at the moment. Moving to his side, he stopped the group and shook it off, although they were all prety much watching when it first happened.
"Ouch. ********. Okay. Guys, it seems we've come across some sort of dead end. Or a split path. Either one. Hold on, let me check."
Swinging his right foot and left hand outward, he felt no wall to either side. Yep this was a fork, alright. Not being one to make the directional choice, and really just focusing on coercing his head out of trauma, he asked the rest,
"Uh...guys, which way do you think, right or left? I can't tell which is better....so just pick. I'll, uh, just be laying right here...oww..."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:19 pm
((Vixen))
It took a little while, but the voice eventually rolled out of the bracelet.
*Yawn* Yes...?
Well, she sounded comfy. Here they were, stuck in an elevator, about to die, and she's ******** taking a nap?! Sheesh. Some help she was, for an Esper. Still...she was their only hope...
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:21 pm
Ezriel thought of a way out...but decided against it. He had gone through Hells, and decided for a quick respite, a time to relax and compose his mind. He might try again once a guard opens the door...maybe...
What he thought of was what to do after he finally escaped. How would he leave the complex in it's entirety, where would he go, where would he live, how would he live... Would he make mother proud...
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:34 pm
((Ezriel))
[It'll unlock at 7PM EST.]
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:18 pm
((Ezriel))
Click. Fshhhh.
A small locking mechanism, roughly 30 mm in diameter, seems to turn a pneumatic spring, pushing 3 steel pins into position, allowing the airlock circuit to short, thus releasing the door to your cell.
At least, that's what it sounded like.
[Door is open.]
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:59 pm
"..." Rising to his feet, Ezriel walked cautiosly to the door. He waited for a guard to open the door and let him out, but none appeared. He stepped closer and nudged the large door wide open. Weary that a guard might beat him back into his cell, he inched out the doorway. I hope this patient's garb covers my arse...
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 5:05 pm
((Ezriel))
And so he ventured back out into the white hallway...
It was a quiet place now, and the few doctors and teachers roaming the halls seemed to be a lot more inward and paranoid than before. Not a single patient could be seen from where he was standing...but he kind of liked it that way.
From outside his door, he could see a hallway going perpendicular to his current direction; it ran to his left and right, then continued to turn at a corner after that. He was the end of a row of doors in the sterile, silent hall. Three more lay to his right.
There were no guards, for the moment. Everything was stark...at a sick, displaced peace...
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:04 pm
Kali's hand swung up to her forehead, swearing colorfully. When Brian had hit her head, she had hit hers. On his butt.
"Boney..." She grumbled, rubbing it with her free hand, the other keeping her from falling. "Uhh..." She thought for a moment. "Eenie meenie minie mo?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:25 pm
((Brian))
Head-to-butt action...she was so into him it wasn't even funny.
"...guys make a choice yet?" he mumbled, starting to get impatient.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:46 pm
[Hi guys! Time for Roulette. PM me your colors as soon as you can.]
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:59 pm
"Uh oh..." Pressing his back against the top of the duct, Spaz started scooting back and forth. "Got an itch, got an itch, gotanitchGOTANITCH!!" Scrambling around inside the cramped space, he twisted his body like a contortionist trying to scratch his back.
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