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Alucard the Great Vampire
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 Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 1:39 pm
Alucard walked into the Main Level and sat on a bench.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 10:04 pm
Wakes up against the wall, " Thats odd I must have fallen asleep..." Looks around the main room.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:13 am
*Vault entered the room, acting quite sneakily, and inching against the wall*
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:19 am
Nalini entered the Main Level, and saw the golem standing alone.
'...What are you doing? It must be difficult as s**t for you to look inconspicuous.'
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:23 am
!!!
You can not possibly see me! My active camouflage should... It is in error. I am the definition of inconspicuous. You only perceive to be able to catch me in your vision.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:25 am
The vampire blinked.
'...Definition of "retarded", perhaps. But I can definitely see you.'
She strolled over to him, and prodded his arm.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:30 am
Your perceptions deceive me and I only receive your subjugation due to an obvious lack of the presence of my predecessor. I like you.
*He pokes her back with a small stone tethered to one of his fingers, and then gives off an awkward mechanical giggle*
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:32 am
Another hesitant pause.
'I think you've been struck around the head once too often.'
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:36 am
There is an 84% loss of efficiency due to lacerations to the cranial cortex. I want to have a fleshy pet.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:37 am
'Go have a roam around Level 3 or something, then. On second thoughts, Christina's still passed out in the Medic Station, as far as I know. You can always have her as a pet,' Nalini suggested.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:40 am
Christina? ... Searching Internal database... Experiment 257... Background information... Consists of 30% licorice. Does not constitute fleshy pet.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:41 am
'Licorice? Christ almighty, you really have lost it, haven't you?' Nalini shook her head.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:47 am
Lost...? It...? What might 'it' be that you believe me to have 'lost'?
An internal scan shows that none of my operating or decoration components have gone missing. McGuyver would be proud.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:48 am
'"Lost it" meaning, you've snapped. If you were a human, I'd be searching for a spare straightjacket right now.'
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 10:55 am
But I am not human, and nor would a straitjacket fit me. Do you believe there to be error in my Drive? Raspberry mushrooms dance with rivers of chocolate and I find myself holding tight to my tin as the room fills with used motor oil!
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