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 Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 3:55 pm
Well it was a lot nicer looking the part of town he just past through but it was still rough. Kind of grungy feeling but at the same time it reminded Hawk of home… how sad. The gust of winds continued to rip through the air as Hawk allowed his Black wings to wrap around him presenting a little warmth. Marching a long he caught a foul smell and spotted an opened man hole. “That’s odd..” he thought coming to a stop starring into the abyss. “There’s no way the lid would come off by itself?” He considered plunging into the sewer in pursuit of someone who wasn’t all ******** but taking a whiff if that salty stench he made his decision and continued southwest towards the decline, towards the tendril soaked sky, towards…
arrow The Palace Dome
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 7:45 pm
Jacknife jogged out of the massive palace with Mozz on his back. He stopped for a bit, letting the big green bodybag drop to the ground as he looked back at the palace.
Damn earthquakes, people were going to die.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 7:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 8:22 pm
Caesar ran, ran, ran so far away from the Palace Dome.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 8:24 pm
...And promptly left, left, left to the hovels.
He stumbled past a frozen Zombie on the way out, which confused Caesar a liittle.
Not enough to make him stop.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:20 pm
Coming in from the woods, Chen slides down a small slope of snow before continuing into the neighborhood. The aircraft was almost here. Heading to the side of a person's house, he heads toward their backyard, the quakes continuing to shake the city, everything sinking....sinking....sad.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:27 pm
"You fly like old people ******** swiped some spilt beer off his grey overcoat sleeve. The pilot he had for the Charon transport was having a problem throttling the combination ramjet turbines down for a quick landing.
"What was that?"
The pilot had no idea who Gamma was or how he acted, and was just inviting a beating challenging Gamma's... whatever Gamma was expressing at the moment.
"YOU FLY LIKE OLD PEOPLE ******** turned his head to face sideways from his seat on the precipice of the hatch door on the near-city bus-sized Deity Military Corps transport. Feet braced against a subtle lip as his legs dangled free to keep him from falling out.
Sure wouldn't want to be a commercial aircraft relying on lift in this general area. The air pressure was fluctuating wildly as the ramjets fired near-super sonic air through their shrouds.
He was only about twenty feet off the ground, so the Charon transport had any kind of priority in landing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:29 pm
And into the District of Steel.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:31 pm
Lol, posting priority?
Lol, speed hacking?
And as Gamma started to land with his aircraft, Spooky jumped up and grabbed onto the landing gear. Now it was foot vs. flying.
Flying was going to win this one.
"HE'S GETTING AWAY YOU ******** soldier began to pull himself up in an attempt to get inside.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:33 pm
"Hey what the ******** threw a beer can at the stow-away, even though his angle prevented him from doing anything.
The pilot panicked as an alarm triggered for faulty landing and pulled away.
Inadvertantly going towards the District of Steel.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:34 pm
And off they went to the District of Steel.
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