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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: Wed Nov 26, 2008 8:45 pm
Joe grinned. He liked Steven already.
"Well, maybe we can work on making that a reality for you. You never know what's out there." He nodded in response to the last question.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 2:33 pm
(OOC:...Oh, man, don't tell me you and Joe are somewhere else! rofl )
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 2:50 pm
 ((I would now like to wish everyone at Mishaps a happy Thanksgiving.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Now I am off to see family and eat some turkey.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 7:37 pm
((Well, Mr. Mask, you never actually said where you were. Joe and Steven are up in one of the dorms on the 2nd floor of the Mishaps HQ, just so you know. Ruki's off at a different dorm.))
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 4:23 pm
(( I've actually been waiting for Baltazar, or however you spell that..., to post.  ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:51 am
Thje drugfiend awoke. He had one hell of a head, and saw noithing special. He plucked the cat from his face, and stood up outr op0f the bed. AAAh yes...... nice one.
One nurse that just walked by looked at him with an expression of shock. he sighed, and realized he had no pants. They where over the chair.
"YOU, Pig woman. When your tentacle filled head stops moving, bring me coffee. OOh, and something with meat for the cat. "
He grinned at her
"And before i forget it. If you do not want to be used as a human toilet, point me to the bathroom. "
several minutes later, he stepped out of the bathroom. of course, it was simple. It was clean, and it was natural. he stopped for a minute, and used one of the bedsheats as a tissue. Perhaps snorting metal polisher was not the best of ideas, but hey, vit got him awake.
he stepped back to the bed, and sat down. A can of coffe was waiting for him there. he grinned, and took of his saline solution.
"There we go", he said as he poured the saline out, and the coffee in.
Much better now. he rammed the needle in his vein, and then looked around. It looked good. The manta rays had disappeared, which made sense since the hallucinogenics had stopped working a long time ago.
he leaned back, and sighed, as he slowly awoke.
Wonderfulkl. if Anyone wanted something from him, they would have to come and knock. he petted beaches Fiur, as she tried to eat the plate on which the pig-nurse with the tentacle had had served her food.
he loved waiting. And who knew, maybe they brought drugs?
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:05 pm
((Shall we presume you're where we are? I think we shall.))
Steven turned to him, giving him a quick look-over. ((I sure wish we had profiles to look at.)) "Well... depends. If you can convince someone to hire you. I'm a captain it's true, but..." He rubbed his chin again, looking thoughtfully through half-asleep eyes at nothing. "Well. You could go ask Ike, the one outside the office with the wings. I think that's Ike. It doesn't matter. Just talk to someone who has some idea of what's going on around here." Steven smiled pleasantly and turned to find Ruki. He could hot-wire the intercom again but the last thing he needed right now was for Brian to show up somewhere. Oh how he'd like to punt that little kid like a football.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:00 pm
Joe smiled at Vrtn. "Hey, I'd like to help, but I have no idea how stuff works. I just got here an hour ago."
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:54 pm
Korie's head nodded and when her eyes blurred into view and she was met with the bright lights again, she was almost shocked to find out she had nodded off once more. Her head felt a little better, but she eyes the IV bag dripping fluids into her system. Dare she look at the needle implanted into her arm? Nah. Korie flexed her fingers, wincing only slightly as one finger felt as if she had ripped the wound open again. Perfect. Her legs seemed to be unscathed, hidden under some sheets, and she seemed to be healing fine... but there was something missing. She felt...lighter? Her brow furrowed in thought. She couldn't place her finger on it...
Korie's eyes scanned the room and when they reached at the desk, she knew. "AH!" The nurse looked up, startled, when she saw Korie jump out of bed, almost knocking over the IV pole. "M-Miss, please-" she stammered and Korie's eyes glinted. "Where did you put my belt! I swear to god if you touched one thing on it-!" "Miss, please calm down," the nurse insisted. "I had to place your other belongings in safe keeping, now please-" "No way! Where the hell did you put them?" The nurse was at a loss at how fierce and almost unreasonable Korie was being. After a long pause of thought, the lady finally sighed with a resigned look and hurried to another room. When she came back Korie's belt and goggles were in her arms. "Now please miss, lay back down before you open your wounds. You took a nasty cut to the arm..." Cut? Oh. Right. That stinging pain nagging her left arm. So that's what that was.
She glanced at the bandage, which was reddening. "Oops." The nurse placed her belongings beside the bed and fussed over her once more. "Really, what kind of trouble are you mercenaries getting into now? Dear, dear. Such an odd group you are. A girl with a bad temper and a psycho drug fiend..." Korie blinked and glanced over at the drug fiend, now remembering his presence. She couldn't tell if he was amused or just nonchalant, but he was conscious. "Uh...when can I be discharged, anyway?" "When you're recovered." "Of course..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:51 pm
((Gack. Uni fails. Anyway, I'm freed up now regarding work))
Sergei bent down next to Ace, touching something in the grass. Looking at his fingers, he smeared it about.
He stood up, and held up his fingers to Ace.
"Blood. Either this other guy is half dead, or he's managed to injure this... dragon," he said, looking around at the fallen trees. He still found the whole idea of dragons faintly insane, but looking at the damage caused, he has no choice but to accept it.
"There's a trail of it, seems to lead into the woods."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:16 pm
"Yes, there sure was a big fight here but, I haven't heard a dragon ever since we took care of the first two. If there was a third, I would have seen it."
Sokato knelt and looked at the blood. Analyzing it quickly. "It's his. Something seems a bit off, doesn't it?" Sokato stood up and looked down the path.
"It seems we have to follow the trail. Just keep an eye out for anything." And with that said he started off down the trail.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 1:14 pm
((Oh, sorry...))
Vrtn laughed in his sleeve. The citizen's tax-dollars at work, he thought. Well, so long as I can get hurt on a job, I'm happy.
"Ike?" Vrtn grunted. "Guy with wings? I'll keep an eye out for him. Thanks, captain."
Vrtn limped off, seeking Ike, wherever he was. Now, I just have to find the guy... he thought.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 3:17 pm
((Sorry for what?))
Steven shrugged and told Joe, "Let's hit the portal rooms."
He proceeded to do so. He leaned against the wall within. "Now where's Chibi...?" he muttered.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:10 pm
((Getting in the way. Also: I second--there should be a better profile system here--I don't know who's who!))
Vrtn limped through the hallway. He mostly ignored the decoration. It might have been pretty, but he had traveled quite far--there are only so many differences between six worlds, and for some reason, interior design wasn't one of them. "But the layout of this place is pretty different," he mused, recalling that the brochure mentioned that the headquarters was about eight miles large.
"Well," he shrugged, "Ike's gotta be around here, somewhere..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:16 pm
((Profiles are in the Mishap Mercenaries Guild. Link is at the top of the front page.))
Joe leaned against the wall, sliding down to a sitting position with a sigh.
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