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 Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 6:43 pm
Brynn Syvra took this all in, waiting for Dawn's answer. She wanted to shake her, try and get her out of her reverie, but she betrayed no emotion. If my power is pain, and if it is, I'm going to put it to very good use, but if it's pain, how do I activate it? Brynn Syvra was as quiet as the ocean was before a storm hit.
((apologies for the short, stupid post. without a responding post from dawn, there isn't much else for brynn syvra to do.))
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 9:11 pm
~*~*~*~*~* (( Of course when I think the RP's slowed down a bit and don't check it for a couple days, that's the timeframe when everyone posts up to four pages. -.-;; Curses. ))
After dashing through the halls aimlessly, Draconis decided it would probably be wise to sit for a moment, since he just almost passed out. He couldn't find any exit of any kind. No windows, doors, emergency escape, nothing. Simply put, he was trapped. Or at least he felt like it. Suddenly, his silver-blond head snapped up when he heard the intercom. Oh, crap. He had to be in the cafeteria? But he didn't know where that was! Curses. And Felicia had said to escape, but that didn't seem like a viable option since he couldn't find a way out.
He started having a small recollection of where he was. White Rock... White House... White Ridge! That's what it was! He remembered seeing pamphlets for it in his house! But... he was sent here? His parents actually agreed to it? I can't think about this right now. I'll think about it tomorrow.
With conflicting emotions, Draconis stood and balanced himself against the wall for a moment, and then jumped. It sounded like someone kicked a wall. That, or threw something at it. Still, he followed the noise, thinking, The closer I am to danger, the farther I am from harm. When he came upon a boy who was saying... well, he wasn't sure what he was saying. Whatever it was it didn't make sense, but he silently followed him anyhow.
Ah ha! What luck! This must be the cafeteria! And... there Felicia was! A small ray of hope pierced his cloud of depression. But it would be sort of awkward to go over to her, since she didn't appear to be well at the moment... Hm. Problematic. As if just realizing that he was out in the open, his grey eyes widened, taking in everyone in the room. He suddenly felt slightly out of place. With a nervous clearing of his throat, he edged towards a wall, leaning against it and twirling a lock of his long hair with one hand.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 9:21 pm
Kiri feel back panting, her body was heavy and her stomach was killing her. Though that pain wasn't as bad as the pain in her head. She had been at it for hours but she had only gotten her shadow to move a tiny bit and couldn't even lift the magazine more then an inch of the floor.
'I'm starving, I need food, I'm going to die like this.'
Taking a deep breath Kiri pulled herself to her feet and dragged herself towards the cafeteria.
'I can't believe I'm giving up, but I need food. I can't kill Gerard if I die now.'
Reaching the cafeteria Kiri went over to the food and began loading up anything she saw onto a tray and dragging it off into a dark corner she began eating.
'If this foods kills me atleast it'll kill me later and not right now.'
Downing food so fast she didn't know what it was Kiri finished off all that she had grabbed but one piece of letuce. Placing the lettuce onto the table she moved her hand slightly trying to move the shadows around her.
'Now I'm going to get stronger and kill Gerard.'
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:25 am
"Then we just need to send some party invites for this raid and promise the members of the party the 'phattest' loot from the dungeon's drops. Hopefully we won't accidently get someone too like us and catch on to what we really treat the members like. Till then, let’s just wait for the good doctor’s news and see if it’s just another spell to create this illusionary order."
Tylor thought immediately after he spoke that Sean would be essential in his escape, but the other hand was Tylor wanted more power before they escape and wondered if he was going to get it from the good doctor or just be left with what he had now, which would be disappointing. With strength and the power to see ahead in the game, it wasn't like making explosions or having a sniper rifle, he would have to be creative in order to make it useful to kill people like his parents did.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 6:07 am
"Crackers...crackers...chips...needles...POPCORN!"
He grumbled with each small computer part he began to place in specific sequence within the laptop. As he took the largest piece for the computer, the hard drive, he slowly inserted it as if he was building bomb out of the most volatile chemicals known to man. As he shifted in his seat and pulled his legs up to be on the edge of the chair he was sitting on, he drew his knees to his chest and bit firmly on his thumb nail. "Alright Dr. Wasabe, let's see if you're spawn can burp the alphabet like a pro!" he said in a triumphantly uncertain tone as he stroked a finger across the power button and nothing happened at first.
Pouting gently, he looked around the room and bit his lower lip "Do any pedestrians of the fourth ring have any safety pins a wayward seal may instrument into a nuclear warhead for the betterment of mankind?" he inquired broadly, not expecting anyone to respond as the screen of his laptop suddenly shot to life and a loud beeping and welcome noise took the boy by complete surprise. Throwing his arms into the air, he flipped backwards out of his seat and landed on his neck/head before falling onto his stomach in a completely rough and tumble back flip. "MARY OF WINCHESTER ARIZONA! That hurt!" his tone seemed more like an enthusiastic child who simply got off of a fun ride at the carnival. Yes, there are fun/non-fatal rides at carnivals...you just have to know where to look...really, it's all about how shady the operator looks. If you got a 45 year old guy who looks 110 and he talks like the guy from the KFC, you have a safe ride. But he digressed from his spontaneous thoughts to groan in a bit of pain "Now I'm in the mood for Kentucky Fried Chicken...no fair..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 6:20 am
"Yep, I'm quite interested in what he's had to say. He's held us in this cafeteria for a while...the noxious fumes from that...what's that a taco?...are starting to get to me." He chuckled, and then remembered what he said about the Meat Suprise...that's one thing he was actually afraid of finding out. Sean's mind wandered into blank space, just going over recent events until he felt something cool touch his hand. What was that? His hand was in his pocket, feeling around subconciously. He traced the outline and smiled, when he remembered what it was. "Hey Tylor, what are the chances of a little firestarter being in the group?" he said as he slipped the lighter out for him to see quick before popping it back in.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 6:31 am
"Don't know, never really checked if anyone here had Fire Spells. Even if we did find a Fire Mage, due to the lack of experience gains in this place, he or she would probably only known level 1 spells, like the standard Fire Ball spell. I also don't like fire due to the amount of fire I was exposed to as a kid, giving me a minus three to my fear roll when I see fire. Of course I'm just guessing, I don't trully know what is the penalty for my fear of fire when the dice roll. I can overcome it though, but we can't exactly just send private messages to everyone that might be a Fire Mage, the good doctor will catch on."
Tylor was exposed to lots of fire as a child; it came with being the offspring of his violent parents. The thought of flames even made Tylor a bit jumpy despite his usual calm and calculating attitude. However, Tylor wanted a person with fire based powers to join; It would help him overcome his fear of flames. After that, Tylor only had the fear of losing the game to worry about.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 6:43 am
"Hmm...well if we do find him, he'll be our...back up I suppose. If he's a..high enough level I mean. He could distract the guards or take them out, allowing us to advance on more key figures, like the king. As to getting one...yeah, that's going to be tricky. Unless..." Sean had had an epiphony, "we get someone who could read minds or someone who could see into another's mind. It's a stretch, but if that person could focus their power enough to find the answer without asking the question. Of course, that just leads to the problem how are we going to find that person. Eh, if we do and they could talk psycho-whats-it-nots-its with a person then things would be a little easier to handle." Sean had just had an idea and gone with it, as usual. He didn't know if it would work or not. He looked around, where was the doctor? Sean was starting to get annoyed by his tardiness.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 8:34 am
Rai shook his head at Hal, disgusted by the way she took this lightly. "That was stupid. Delving into two people's mind at the same time was wrong. Both you and Felicia could have gotten seriously hurt, not to mention that you should have asked us." Rai took a sip of his water, then poured some in his cupped hand. He quickly dumped it on his head then ran his hands through his hair. "Ugh. I can't remember the last time I washed my hair." Rai smiled widely, obviously forgiving Hal. e then turned his attention to Felicia. "Are you okay?" Rai looked at the person she was staring at with interest. I wonder how he got his lapop to work in here. They took away my cell phone. Ral stared at the boy with mild jealousy.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 9:54 am
Charlie's head snapped up from her musings when the kid with the laptop shouted "MARY WINCHESTER OF ARIZONA!" after doing an awkward and painful-looking back flip out of his chair. She was taken by surprise that anyone would use that as an exclamation of pain, although it did make her smile a little, reminding her of Steve Carell shuoting "KELLY CLARKSON!" in much the same fashion in "40-Year-Old Virgin."
She looked around and saw that she was being ignored as usual. The only difference was that she was sitting with people. She could imagine music blasting in her ears and close her eyes, and this would almost be like lunch at her old school. Almost. At her old school, she didn't have scars on her head and a lingering ache behind her eyes. And the food wasn't nearly as good as this. Charlie sighed and wished that she had something to talk about with these other people.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 12:09 pm
Felicia turned to say something to Hal but was cut off by the loud newcomer. Felicia shook her head and waved her hand at both Hal and Rai, turning her head and looking dully around as if it had been no big deal. But on the inside she was frustrated; someone had been able to see inside her mind. That was dangerous. Her grey eyes slowly scanned the room when someone else entered; it was Draconis. Felicia almost jumped out of her seat. If he was here, that meant he had either been captured by guards or unable to find a way out. She frowned then mentally shrugged it off. They would find another way out. Felicia saw how he reacted to other people and hesitated before gently gesturing for him to sit with her. It might make them both feel more comfortable, seeing as how they were both stuck in a room with so many people in it. That and Felicia didn't want Draconis to be left alone clear across the room.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:21 pm
"I hope soon, I starting to run out of things to explain in my replies in this Role Play..."
Tylor paused for a moment and inhaled greatly, he was about to sneeze. Putting his arm to his face, he sneezed into his sleeve to prevent him giving anyone germs or to spread a bad reputation of Tylor being a slob.
"...Ing Game that I plan to play later if I ever get access to a computer, I often record some of the things I've said today and put them as quotes on my hot keys."
Tylor was growing bored of talking, he just wanted the good doctor to spit it out already before Tylor got bored enough to breack things for amusement.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:21 pm
(( I updated the Bios, due to all the new characters. (yay) Also, Satoshi, I'm going to GM a guard to come take your laptop. Technically they would have taken it earlier but I overlooked that. Sorry.))
Alice's head ache still hadn't subsided. And the back of her neck felt funny, all tingly and numb. Similar to the sensation you get when you foot falls asleep. She looked around and saw more faces she didn't recognize. Across the room she saw two boys whispering. Seemed like they were forming an alliance. She would have to talk to them later. Being divided would only make escaping harder. That means separate alliances were dangerous.
Her gaze followed around the room. Hal seemed to be talking to someone new.
Hmm... Alice thought, contemplating whether she should go over there. Two boys joined the girls. Finally Alice decided to make her way over there.
Lithely, she rose from her spot next to Dawn and made her way to where Hal was.
"Hello everyone, I'm Alice." She said, her voice soft. Her head ache seemed to intensify at her attempt to speak.
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James joined the other guards that were posted throughout the room. He spotted a boy with a laptop. Quickly he looked around to see if any of the other guards had seen. It seemed as if all the guards were still recovering from their upgrades.
James walked over to the boy. He knew if he just took the laptop the boy would put up a fight. Only one thing to do.
James took hold of the laptop and tore the screen from the rest of the computer in one effortless motion.
"Play time is over. No computers." He said.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:46 pm
Beep....beep.....beep. The first sounds Wade heard as his brain him to rise and shine. That meant it was Tuesday, the day trash is picked up and the trash truck must already be where he was sleeping. He simply a slopping sound and turned over on his side away from the noise, eyes still closed. His reward for such an action was a sharp pain, like he had been pricked by something sharp. His hands ran over that little p***k and felt something connected to his wrist, wait connected to his wrist? Eyes shot open revealing dilated green pupils and he looked at what was attached to his arm. His vision was a little blurry but then he just woke up. Still, he was able to see that an IV hooked up to a monitor that was measuring his heart and was plugged into his wrist keeping him hydrated.
Wade nearly went into panic mode but his mind flashedback to an episode he had watched on Discovery Channel about how high climates can dehydrate someone who doesn't normally go up to such an altitude. Of course he only got to sneak five minutes of it before his drunken a** of a father came pummeling him out of the room to watch boxing. So instead he calmly ripped the IV out and sat up on his bed. So there was no lie, he really was in the mountains of Alaska hidden from the rest of the world. Hidden from the people who are out to put him away, in prison for the murder of his family. He was thankful for the doctor for allowing him to stay and finish school, free from having to worry about being chased.
He looked down at himself and saw he was still in his clothes from the streets, covered in grime, full of holes, and musty. Wade had learned to live with that even before he was on the streets. His parents had refused to buy him clothes, well his mom bought him girl clothes. The image of him running around in a skirt and heels, made him wince. Such a bad life he had and this seemed a little better. The room he was in was gray and had a dead feeling about it but it was better then what he used to live in and it was quiet too. A look around he spotted a chair with something gray folded on the seat.
Wade stepped onto the cold floor gingerly, suddenly feeling all the aches in his body. He felt as if he had the subject of his parents beatings again and he trembled in fear at the thought of such a thing. What if they weren't dead? What if they had come here to beat him some more? To get back at him for his knife attack! He gasped at the thought but then common sense kicked in and he knew there was no way his parents would be here. He killed them and enjoyed doing it, loved the feeling of their blood on his face, hands, their mutilated screams. Wade loved all of that when he lost his temper, the one time he had done such a thing. Still he shook off the images and walked rather slowly to the material on the chair. Curious.
He picked it up to find that it was a gray cotton outfit and a necklace with his name and picture on it. Wade was nearly estatic at getting new clothes for the first time that in his life. While he had tried to hurry up and take his clothes of the dull aches kept it from happening, it seemed slow and steady would win this race. So soon enough he was in his gray outfit, adjusting his shoes. He felt so proud to be in this outfit and he stood with a super hero like pose. Then he heard a knock the door, making him jump.
"Hey! Get your scrawny a** out here! I ain't got all day!" A loud gruff sounding voice shouted. Wade was bewildered as he thought he had gotten away from such voices. Though he complied silently and walked to his door, opening it. He felt a large hand cuff him in the back of the head followed by a boot to his boot propelling him forward. "s**t, kid the doc wants to talk to everyone and that means you!" Wade whimpered as he was yelled out and walked rather quickly in front of the man following his directions to wherever he was supposed to be at.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 3:14 pm
((It's alright, I was actually expecting something like that to happen. xD If anything I was going to have it break by some odd turn of events, simply as a little something to shift Allistor up a bit.))
His hands shook as he looked up at the male who had approached and ripped his laptop in two and sighed heavily. His breathing became taxed as he bit his lower lip hard and looked at his broken work and whined a bit in a low hum. He gripped at the table and wrenched in his seat before lowering his head slowly as he looked down at the computer once more and took a shattered breath..."Tristen Von Happenstance...look what they've done to you...oh no...no, no, no, no, no....this can't be happening. It can't, it can't..." he gripped at the table and then placed a hand atop his head as he rocked back and forth slowly.
It wasn't as if someone had just ripped apart his favorite toy, no, this boy seemed to be having a complete episode over the loss. He took the pieces he'd placed in the computer and caressed them gently before placing them back in their protective bag. "No, no, no...ack! What manner of beast would do such a thing to my soul...? To corrupt and defile such a lifeline as my only means of survival...this is inhuman...too inhuman for words to even begin to verbalize in an accurate portrayal of this happenstance order of a precariously perched situation where I find myself on a threshold to insanity again...this is not fair..." he groaned and held himself in a wide-eyed stupor before he stood up abruptly and wavered. Grabbing his head, he clutched it tight and sat back down in a pathetic whine before he got quiet all of a sudden, completely silent and devoid of the slightest effect to show he was still alive. His breathing was so slow and his eyes stretched out wide as if he'd died some horrific death...such a 180 from his happy-go-lucky attitude that it was actually more than a little disturbing.
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