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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 4:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 10:30 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 5:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 10:25 pm
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In typical Sanshi manner, Iron sand appeared out of nowhere and formed three distinct walls through the ground, making them wide enough for comfort but close enough to suggest direction of motion. If these people wanted to have the tea, they would need to wait like good little citizens, in line, like everyone else. With a wisper into his ear piece, San gave a small hint to Al. Seeing as San was only here to help and observe, he wouldnt issue the order....but Al should have known better.
"Al...prehaps tell them why you are pushing them back away and acting as security. If you push the enemy into a corner, they will fight like a caged animal at you back. Explain to them the proper procedure to get to the tea, by forming lines and waiting their turn...."
The Mob seemed slightly confused, but mostly scared as the walls appeared, seperating them into four destinct groups. Some already seemed to be aggitated, a small bit of pushing and shoving for "space" as they angrily awaited the long hyped up product....
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"Never let your enemy see your spirit."
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 6:35 pm
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Al whispered back to San in his radio "Contain first, I was getting to the explanation. Mobs are too dangerous to let run rampant for any amount of time. Plus, it was pretty loud." Nodding at that, he turned to the crowd below and coughed once loudly, before shouting out. "AWLLLRIGHT." As the sound petered down, he nodded once before continuing "PLEASE FORM 3 LINES, LEFT MIDDLE AND RIGHT. ONE OF THESE ASSISTANTS WILL WATCH EACH ONE, SO NO CUTTING. BEHAVE, OR YOU WILL BE PUNISHED." He motioned for the wolves to move to the side, carefully, and Doc's clones to watch at the entrance of the gaps in the wall. He himself leaped to the top of the center wall, feet shifting slightly in the coarse iron sand, while watching over the crowd below. "Stay alert, no one's been hurt yet but huge crowds like this are big trouble" he reminded his squad. He looked up and around to check his squad-mates, then squinted at James. "James, what's up with the turtle?"
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 6:41 pm
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 3:37 pm
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 3:55 pm
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 1:23 pm
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The lines were going smoothly, with only a little shuffling and shoving, and everyone seemed highly satisfied with the tea product. However, a few more people in the lines went through to get their tea when suddenly...the merchant ran out. A scramble for the last cup, peopel tried anything to steal it from the last reciever who quickly downed the cup of tea. He forgot, that drinking something to quickly could cause an adverse effect on the body, and suddenly the man threw the tea back up. Although both James and San with their Biosense knew that the tea was not poisoned, it did not stop those who did not receive the tea to cry out.
"Its poisoned! He is a terrorist! Where did i get this muffin? He is trying to kill all of us!"
Panic insued, and the people began to try and scatter, push, fight, ect....
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"Never let your enemy see your spirit."
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 4:17 pm
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Al was attempting to deal with a throbbing headache, and while carefully forcing himself not to pop down a few of his painkillers, reacted to the commotion like a well oiled car. "James, check him and make sure he'll be fine. If it's poison, I wanna know RIGHT NOW. Doc, check the cart sellers, make sure they're OK. San, get down there and run damage control. Anyone acts fishy, take them down. Non-lethally, please." Al spit the orders into his microphone as he quickly worked, smacking his palm on the ground. "Extreme Steam Prison" he murmered, watching as bright iridescent green pillars rose at every exit, blocking the wave of panicked shoppers. After quickly shooting an emerald flare into the sky to distract the customers (Amid many a cry of "Ooooh, aaaaah!") and call the Anubis squads, he once more shouted from atop the wolf: "Nonsense! It's perfectly fine! If he was a terrorist, he wouldn't have poisoned himself! You obviously got it from that snack stall over there. If he wanted you dead, everyone who just drank would already be dead!"
Questions answered, he began to scan the crowd, looking for a suspicious character.
355/380 (-25)
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 4:41 pm
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