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| Who Should Become Vice-Commander? Vote Now Fools! |
| Ace (Sokata) |
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| GroundWalker (Joel) |
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| Total Votes : 47 |
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 Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:41 pm
Ruki nodded to the two as they decided on Joe's codename. Joker, Neo, and Chibi... The names just didn't seem to mix well as a group, and she hoped that wasn't a portent for things to come. "Actually," she began, in answer to Joe's question, "I haven't once been to my room, either. I arrived and was just as quickly sent on a mission, like this time."
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:53 pm
Joe's face fell a bit. "Oh. Then what do I do with my stuff? Just leave it here? I don't think anyone would take anything..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 6:57 pm
Steven shrugged. "Well, I guess I could get you rooms in what used to be Squad Phalanx's dorms. Nice place, my office is up there," he commented. He pointed to the stairs. "And don't leave your stuff where I can find it," he advised Joe, disturbingly level-faced. "I have a bad habit of looking for valuables. Do you have a watch?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 7:25 pm
Joe smiled. "Nah. Never bothered. I have a great sense of time. Distance too." He shrugged to himself. "Oh well. That would be a good place to go first, so let's get going." He picked up his bags and waited for Steven to lead him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 9:55 pm
Steven nodded and pounded up the stairs, attaching his P-90 to his shirt. Surprisingly, his shirt operated very well as a combat vest; it was clear he'd made it that way. Lots of magazine-shaped pockets, somewhat thick material - this was an all-purpose sort of affair. Joe didn't know it, but most of Steven's wardrobe consisted of copies of this shirt in different colors.
He led Joe up to the rooms. ((I have no idea what they look like. Make your own. They're not huge.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 10:00 pm
Joe opened a random door to find a small room, empty of signs of habitation. "This'll do," he said happily, throwing his bags in the door.
"Now, do I have time to unpack, or would you rather we went on our mission first?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:30 am
Steven shrugged, unconsciously resting his arms on the butt of his submachinegun. "I'd love to get going, since unpacking won't take you long and you probably won't need this stuff. On the other hand, we do need to get set up for whatever we're pulling here, and I am not set up as things stand."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:47 am
Chibi had walked with the others, and was standing outside of the room Joe had picked. "I know there were rooms set up for my old squad," she began, in an almost offhanded way. "I'll go find it, and leave this behind." She lifted the duffel bag up for a moment, to indicate that's what was to be left behind. "Then, maybe I'll meet up with you guys by the portal room?" It seemed a decent suggestion. The two of them could even split up for a moment if they wanted, as well.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:10 pm
"As long as The One can lead me there." He grinned over his shoulder at Steven. "But that sounds good. Take however long you need, maybe Steven and I can get to know each other."
Joe straightened up, pulling a jacket out of his bag. He threw it easily over his soulders, shrugging a bit to settle it in place. "Let's go."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 1:20 pm
Korie's head felt heavy. Like, really heavy. She still felt suffocated, but the air seemed a bit clearer. It wasn't a totally uncomfortable feeling, but when the thought came to her that she might be dead, she forced her eyes open, only to shut them again to the blinding light that met her. She opened them again, slowly this time, where there was a blurry flourescent light flickering down at her. There was the smell of disinfectant in her nostrils and her head was pounding. Korie didn't really grasp where she was yet. Just that she way lying on a bed covered in crinkly paper and that she could hear purring somewhere near her.
After a while of waiting for the dizziness to go away and her vision to clear, she turned her head to the side. The others were lying in cots like hers, except the drug fiend had a cat welded to his face. Larry lay snoring. They were in the medical quarters, which she recognized from her first day when she had to drag that man with the fire hands. "Ugh," she groaned as she tried to sit up. The cat then looked in her direction, then resumed purring as the nurse took over and looked at her with an exasperated expression.
She fussed over her as Korie kept saying she was fine, and soon she finally helped her sit up on some pillows and take some pills. Painkillers, yeah... Knock her out again, why don't ya? Korie sat there, in a daze after the nurse sat back down and a bunch of stuff flew through her mind. Then the mission finally came back to her and she wondered idly for a moment if they had completed it. She looked over at her comrades and saw a tattered book under the fiend's head. Well they completed the mission. Though now what they would do next, she hadn't the faintest idea.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 4:51 pm
"Ah, hold on," Steven suggested. "Look at yourself. What are you wearing? Just what are you wearing? Look at me. Look at what's in my pockets. Do I look like I belong in a setting where guns don't exist?" He didn't wait for an answer. "No. I do not. I'm going to be sneaking a nice little subcompact through, but I need to at least look the part, so I want the right clothing and the right weaponry." He paused. "It's possible they'll have it there. But I don't wanna take any... yeah, I know, forget that," he muttered, emptied his pockets of firearms and ammunition, slid the promised Glock 26 into a pocket along with a pair of spare magazines, then started towards the portal rooms, in a vague way.
"So who were you with?" Steven inquired. "What branch, I mean?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 6:16 pm
OOC: 'Kay guys, important announcments and stuffz that I need to get out of the way before I dissappear this week for Thanksgiving Crap. (Ugh..Relatvies -shudder-)
Numero Uno: I updated the frontpage, did some small tweakings here and there.
Numero Two: Added a new rule about the ranking system. I had too many people asking me how to get promoted so that issue is resolved now, Check it out.
Numero Three: Ryanna has told me that after Thanksgiving, she will have a ton more free time to get back on Gaia and start rping here. So welcome back the commander, hopefully this time she won't wander away again. xD
Numero Four: I've been trying to keep up with the members list, but once again my lazy a** has fallen behind. Therefore, I beg of you, please read the list and check to make sure I have all of your info correct. This means, you're current assigned mission, name, and codename. There's a whole lotta blank spaces and ??? in there, and it irritates the heck out of me. If I don't PM Me with all of it and I'll add that ASAP.
It's highly important you do this too, THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE ??? AND BLANKS IN THE MISSION SPACE AND DO NOT PM ME BY DECEMBER 5TH, I WILL HAVE TO TEMPORARILY PUT YOU UNDER THE MIA LIST UNTIL YOU DO. It's the only way to keep it organized, and figure out who's still with us, Sorry Guys!
~~~~~~!!!~~~~~~~
That's About it, other than that, I hope you all have a very happy Thanksgiving, Eat tons of Turkey. I'll be back on Sunday to check on things.....
Time to go hide from the Aunts >_>
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 6:39 pm
Joe, who wore khaki pants and a black turtleneck under his just-donned labcoat, (which he wore for no reason other than that it was awesome) looked at himself. "Uhh...will this be OK? Oh, and I was Air Force, for a brief time."
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 9:26 pm
((Hello Parting Gift, are you still there?))
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 8:18 am
((I really don't know anymore. He gets on and then poof. hehe ^-^
What should we do Cap-E-Ton?))
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