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 Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:19 am
{Since Jake and Gerard are sticking together, when I'm gone, you can control him. Just don't bloody kill him.}
Gerard walked along the long table. It was made of dark steel, and the chairs were metal as well, with black leather cushions.
"This is cozy, Jake. I guess this is where they have meetings."
He went over to the chair at the end of the table, and sat down. He slouched in the leather, and look around, sighing.
"The walls are metal; probably soundproofed though. If only we had the right equipment, we could scan for fingerprints and get some identifications on the head scientists who come here."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:24 am
"Well..." Jake said, reaching behind his back. He pulled back nothing. "Your right! We don't have the stuff!" He said, laughing. "Well, lets hope we can find out what the hell is going on around here from here. I don't want to go through another maze.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:45 am
Gerard nodded, and got up from his seat. He went around the table to the door at the end, and looked for a handle.
"Well, this uses a password security system. It locks automatically whenever it's closed. And this keypad uses not only a keyboard," Gerard said inspecting it closely, "but a fingerprint scanning system for only a select few who are allowed access in here."
Gerard stepped back, and turned to Jake.
"Looks like we're screwed."
"Hey; who's in there? The board room is only used for scheduled meetings! Hello?"
An unfamiliar voice came from the other side of the door.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:59 am
Jake pulled out his other Eagle, stepping to one side of the door. "Not as soundproof as we thought." He whispered across to Gerard. He kept a focus on the door as well as the surrounding area. "What's the plan?" He asked.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:06 am
Gerard frowned as the person outside knocked on the door.
"I guess we take this guy out and escape via the open door. Simple."
"I'm opening up!"
The man was true to his word; some beeping sounds were heard as he unlocked the door, and it slid upward, letting him in.
"Alright, what's going on here?"
The man walked past the pair on either side of the door, not even seeing them, and walked up to the table.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:11 am
Jake moved fast, grabbing the man behind the neck, then slaping a hand over his mouth. "Scream, your dead." Jake held the gun to his temple. "Now what?" He asked.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:24 am
(Gone till 3:00pm central)
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:29 am
Gerard went over to the man, staring in his eyes. The man was portly, and held a mop in his hand. He was a janitor.
"Oh come on, a janitor? We'll have to make do. Janitor, what's going on here? What's up with the zombies and stuff?"
The man was frightened; he had a gun barell pressing against his templ. But he responded nonetheless.
"I-I....this is where the lead members get together. They have meetings here."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:11 am
(Let me guess I missed alot?)
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:12 pm
{Not really. Camping Carl is upset because people ignore his posts, Thee Stranger has made Clark go somewhere with Naiya, Jake Skullington has made bad guys give Jake2.1 some stuff about something, and Gerard and Jake(LonelyCheeto) are in the labs trying to get information from a janitor.}
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:15 pm
(How about my Char meet up with yours.)
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:31 pm
{Sounds like a plan. Which it is. And Cheeto, I hope you don't mind.}
Gerard shook his head at Jake; the janitor knew nothing. Jake hit the poor man on the head with the pistol, knocking him out. He hoisted the body up on his shoulders; the conference room would be a terrible place to leave a body.
"Jake, the broom closet in the hall."
Jake walkd out of the conference room, the fat, short man weighing him down. He kicked open the broom closet door, dropping the body amongst the brooms, mops, pails, and various cleaning equipment.
"Alright Jake, what do we do now? We have to find a way off this island. But before that, we can't let this place go unpunished. There has to be a way to take this place off the map."
"I agree." Jake tapped his pistol against his leg, thinking. "There must be a self-destruct somewhere on this island."
[Before anyone gets any ideas about blowing the place up, there is no self-destruct system in the think-tank. No one even dare think about using atomic bombs or something that would end the story or just severely amputate the story by destroying the think-tank; I want this to flow; you'll know if and when an area isn't neccessary and can be destroyed. But for the time being, no super-bombs.]
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:35 pm
Oricai walked through the empty hall still looking for Naiya. The heating system in the Think Tank was on so his mutated vision and his labs monotoring system wouldn't be able to find her. He walked past an opened door but stopped. He looked again to confirm his beliefe. It was, Gerard and his companion. Oricai opened the door and chuckled.
"If thats true," Oricai said as he entered. "then this government is stupider than I thought."
(GTG please take over for me Lord M I'll be back tomorrow at 1:00 PM US central time.)
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:18 pm
(( rolleyes Uhh, you forgot to mention the fact that the Russians (played by Camping Carl) are shooting at Oricai, aiming for his face. So if you don't acknowledge that in some way, you're gonna piss him off even more. Because that will reaffirm the fact that people are ignoring his posts.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:26 pm
{I concur; Perhaps edit and just make him "run away from the incoming bullets, unexpectedly running into Gerard and Jake". That'll at least not prove Camping carl's point.}
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