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 Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:47 am
"I'm Emmma." said Emma behind the newcomer, her guns in the 'oh these? yea I can use those to kill you but I'm so not going to because you don't pose a threat. For now.' stance, relaxing and leaning on a wall.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 10:50 am
"Ah, so you are a tough brigade indeed," she said eying the motley crew before her. These 5 had definitely endured a good amount of epic battles, this was obvious, but were they the kind of group she'd stay with for awhile? Dalia wasn't sure yet.
"I have to commend you on keeping up a shop in this kind of day and age, this is the first I've seen in a long time," her hollow voice whistled and spiked. Such an interesting group. Androids, humans, hmm...at least some of them were tech-savy, that was good to know.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 10:53 am
"Indeed we are."
Emmma eyed the newcomer, raising an eyebrow.
KILL HER!
Oh shut up. she tohught as she holstered the guns.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 12:38 pm
Ace smiled wryly, offering Dalia a short bow.
"Thank you, but I must say, business isn't what it used to be, this is more of a trading post then anything now, if you can tell," she gestured behind her to the toppled mountains of junk. "Mind if I take a look at your equippment?"
Not really waiting for permission, Ace limped up to Dalia and began to examine her. Namely the mechanical vocal system.
"The design's unique..." she ventured, kneeling down to examine the knee where the orange vial hand come from, "...hardly efficient though, if you have payment I could outfit you with something more advanced. I designed Tina and Elle's vocal mechanism...of course with you, it'll be different..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 2:24 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
Laura looked around in confusion as the world seemed to melt away around here. Soon she was merely floating in vast empty space. "What is happening?" she asked herself. Laura tried to recall what had happened to her recently. She could recall her protective fire spell activating. She had designed that spell to rocket her away to a safe location, but she could not remember what that location was. Somehow Laura had ended up in a house that should have been destroyed and surrounded by her dead family. Logic dictated that this wasn't real, but it still didn't explain what was happening to her. As her thoughts reeled at her situation, the world slowly started to reform around her.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 4:52 pm
(you know what? i wish ace had scanned kazeno's power level and said that it was over 9000.)
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 4:58 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
rofl IT'S OVER 9000!!! lol
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 7:44 pm
Sol_Tiger2 (you know what? i wish ace had scanned kazeno's power level and said that it was over 9000.) Problem: Is Kazeno even remotely near the shop?
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:04 pm
"It's mostly portable military grade fuel. A perpetual blend, or so they were working on. As for a new 'voice'," she said, the work voice being scratched a bit more, then resumed it's same hollow tone. "It's unique and homely in so much disaster." Dalia's waves seemed to curve on the ends. "I would be interested in what parts you have, I do enjoy customizing my permanent installments and every bit helps."
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:05 pm
sweatdrop I leave for half a day and there was no party while I was gone... whee
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:11 pm
redface I'm just kidding lol. wink
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:15 pm
Ace grinned enthusiastically, her eyes gleaming with the chance to see what the military had been up to before the apocalypse hit. But her enthusiasm died with her vision as she stumbled like drunk and collapsed on the ground.
"Ow...I need food. Tea."
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:17 pm
gonk I can't cook to save my life and I don't know how to make tea.
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