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LollyxBeans rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:01 pm
[ ewww....>.> stare you're mean...]
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:04 pm
((Team 2))
[Whoops. Roll again, forgot the core.]
[Core=12]
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LollyxBeans rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:15 pm
((Team 2))
[HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!]
She was covered. Absolutely covered, from head to toe, with Brian's vomit. Sticky, warm, and smelling of acid washed in dirty socks that were passed through the digestive systems of old truckers, the viscous liquid created a smattering of all around fun. Or...not fun. Yeah. Not fun. This blew. Chunks.
Brian ran into one corner, half apologizing and half spitting out the rest, while the elevator came to a halt. What a great time to get to floor 10. ******** fantastic.
"Oh, God...I'm so sorry...Spaz, get the documents. You're the only...clean...ECHHHHH!!"
He puked again, this time up against a wall. The smell burned his nostrils, and he felt pretty damn bad for Kali. He wished there was a way to get it all off...there was no way Migas would want to see her like this, no matter how senile he was.
Standing up, he looked at the slimy wreck. Damn...he'd done a good job.
Heh...STBY, huh...
"Um...Kali? You, uh...want to dry off? I'm pretty clean...You could use my jacket, if you want...*snicker*"
It sucked to blow your guts, but God, was it funny this time. Her face was just priceless! And then he remembered.
"Spaz...you'd uh...better take those papers and head out of here...seriously, go. You, uh...you need to get to Migas as soon as ********, were they dead.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:43 pm
"AW MAN THAT IS ******** SICK!!"
She wiped it from her face, pulled it from her hair, oh god she could feel bile rising in her throat. Nasty, nasty, nasty!!
"This is SO not funny!" She snatched his jacket and wiped at the barf, getting as much off as she could then throwing it at the floor, glaring at them both.
"You. Are. Both. So. ********. Dead." She snarled. "I'LL KILLYOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:57 pm
((Team 2))
Brian ran out of the elevator, arms raised and giggling like a baby monkey who ate too many M&M's on Easter.
"WHEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!! NOOO! Don't -"
CRASHH!
He flew over his own two feet, trying to stop short before spilling out into next room.
"Cooooool...." he squeaked from his prone position.
Right in the middle of this bright white, uniquely mundane room...was something different.
A projected globe lay dead center in the middle, hovering above a small, purple computer console. It really did look like the whole earth...and was slowly spinning on its axis. Satellite picture, obviously. Standing up, he headed over towards it, and leaned in towards the holographic orb, finger extended.
"Ooohhh...sweeet. Flash Gordon woulda loved this!" he cried as his pointer finger "magically" popped in and out of the virtual image. After he got bored with this (which was pretty quickly), he glanced down at the computer section...
It looked pretty simple. There was a keyboard, mouse, power switch, one central cord leading straight down into the tiled floor...but no monitor. Hm. That was kinda strange. Oh, well. Calling the others over, he looked intently at the keyboard. How to start this thing up...?
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:43 pm
Spaz picked up the papers and, laughing hysterically, carefully stepped out of the elevator, making sure to avoid the large puddle of upchuck on the floor. Heheh, that'd teach Kali to keep her little insults to herself.
When he caught sight of the shiny holographic earth, he stared at it like a deer caught in a set of headlights.
"Oooh, pretty..." He reached out to touch it, as Brian had done, but Spaz seemed rather disappointed when his hand went through it. He stuck out his lower lip and crouched on his haunches down near the console, pouting.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 5:15 pm
"...Maybe the globey hologramey thing is the monitor." Kali piped up, resisting the urge to push both of them down a deep dark bottomless pit. (Simply because they'd probably enjoy it...) Unlike the hardly evolved gorillas she travelled with, she didn't poke it. Even though it was tempting...
"Wait, what if it does something funky, and aren't we supposed to be looking for the old dude?" She suddenly remembered the mission...thing.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:58 pm
"Funky? I like funkeys, they eat bananas and throw their poo! Ha ha ha!" Spaz scooted over to the console and began tapping random keys with his long nails, still giggling from his poo comment. He batted the mouse around a bit, trying to figure the machine out.
"I wonder if this thing gets HBO."
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 6:47 am
"If we blow up I'm gonna kill you're undead self..." She grumbled, picking at a flake of half dried barf on her hands. If they got back, she was seriously having a shower first thing, no matter WHAT anyone said. And anyone in her way would end up with their head through a wall, or something violent like that...
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 6:05 pm
((Team 2))
Brian scrutinized the keyboard. Hm...usually when computers were on any kind of standby, some motion or action would rouse them...
He carefully depressed the spacebar, fully prepared to run for his life....
Woah! A new image appeared where the holo-globe once was. It looked some kind of menu...there was no cursor on screen, so he tried moving the mouse a little...
It was fixed in the little menu bar space. No way to navigate away from it, but it didn't matter. Just looking at the options at hand was enough of a treat.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 6:28 pm
Hmm... enolC, paM, laeH, (dekcoL) ofnI, stiderC/thgirypoC. The words were pretty meaningless to Spaz. Maybe it was like some magic incantation, or the cryptic language of some long dead species. Or maybe Spaz was just viewing it from the wrong side of the holographic projector. Who knew? Who cared? Spaz just liked looking at the pretty graphic.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 6:50 pm
((Team 2))
Apologetically, he looked at Kali.
"Uh...heh...what do you think? Shall we continue on, or try one of these categories here?"
*snicker*
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:12 pm
((Team 2))
Well, wasn't she responsive...
He turned to Spaz, who was just as fascinated with the technology as he was.
"Hey, Spaz, try to focus here. What should we do, try out some of this computer's categories, or go find that old geezer, Migas?"
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MG Forever rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:29 pm
"I got a rash. Want to see it?"
<>
((Grrrrr... that's like four failures in a row))
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