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 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:09 am
Laughing with her, he took another bit of fish, “Sorry, I came here alone so I kid of figured. Well he seems like a nice guy….I guess. Hard to say when you got slugged with a glass bottle. So, I get this question a lot, but do you know what they are turning you into.” He went silent, “sorry I just was wondering if someone could tell me how to find out.” He looked at his gloved hand holding the fork subconsciously.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:15 am
Shenzi's smile disappeared abrubtly, and she leaned back in her chair, hands behind her head as she stared at the ceiling. "Not a ********' clue, to be honest. And I don't want to think about it. Just want some good vodka and a light, so I don't have to think about it..." She said, running her fingers through her hair.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:15 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:30 am
(sorry, my brother was online, he is right now in London studying at a acttign school)
“I am sorry, I just ..well am not use to this.” He pointed to his face and the altered nose and ears, “I agree on the Vodka, the smokes not so much. But anything would be great just to make one forget about this bad dream” He looked up and smiled, “So you are a singer, wonder if anyone else on this island plays music or sings, could start a group up here to pass the time.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:33 am
She looked back at him, one dark brown eyebrow arched up. "And why should you be? Some whackos are turning you into a damned animal. Why should you be used to it? And I'd offer you a drink, but the dear Doctor took my bottle before I unpacked." Shenzi said, making a face.
"Mm, that'd be interesting. But my buddies come first and foremost." She said, nodding her head to emhasize her point.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:40 am
“your right. They took away your bottle, sigh. I am not much for pushing underage drinking, but I say one should be entitled to some pleasures like that, specially if we are all going to be giant fuzz balls in the end of all this.” He sighed and shook his head, “ Well maybe we can encourage some folks to join in a band idea, maybe hold a concert in a month.” He took another bite, “it be fun, give us all something to do.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:43 am
"Haha, maybe. Well, anyways, I gotta run now. See yah later?" She asked with a smile, standing up with her tray. Putting the tray on the dish stand, she gave him one last wave before running back to her apartment.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:54 am
Defiantly, I will pop buy to get a copy of your CD. and if you need anything don't hesitate to call me. I am in Duplex 60, over some guy who lives under me. Think he is some kind of artist. No idea. My friend Liamh knows him" he smiled and waved as she got up and left. Then he went back to finish his meal.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 12:13 pm
Aislinn_Derry Aislinn shuddered, "Oh. Yeah, it's true. I've seen a..well, a lot of people who've started changing 'n stuff. You should have been at the Halloween thing, it was..." She shivered again, looking down at the paper, fiddling with the pencil, "But...but..there's nothing to be done, and no point dwelling on it. I'm still normal now, maybe I'll stay it, right? You never know. Maybe I'm not part of the same experiment. Maybe they're really just going to fix me up."
Caitlin looked grim for a moment, but she tried to smile."I was at the party. For a little while. But... you might be right. I know I was told that this was just a research facility.... I mean, I washed up here by accident. They wouldn't necessarily include everyone in this thing, right?"
A little optimism hung in her tone, but her eyes were impassive.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:22 am
"They might not. There are some people who're normal, afterall. Like, guards and stuff. Maybe they keep people who prove useful."
She contemplated that idea. Well, she could certainly make herself useful on an island full of animals. If nothing else, she could do regular checkups on them all, for basic stuff like colds and maybe broken bones.
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 3:01 am
"Prove... useful?" There was an idea. Offer her services as a mechanic, get her hands on equipment she could use to get away from this island.... it was sounding more and more like somewhere she wanted to get the hell away from. The staff must bring people here somehow. Perhaps she could commandeer a helicopter or something.
"You might have a point there." Caitlin tried to smile a little. "That was another thing I was going to ask you - have you met anyone here who hasn't been changed, who really is part of the staff and their families or anything?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 6:21 pm
Aislinn shrugged,
"The only person I've met so far who's changed was Kim. Everybody else has been normal still. I met...er..some security guy who was apparently kicked from the security detail and sent out to mingle if that's what you mean."
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 5:01 pm
New rp
Bia pushed the food around on her tray, surprised by how hungry she was as yet how little everything appealed to her. She was becoming some manner of bird- that was clear enough- but what sort, exactly? Despite all her early assertion that she would ask the labs what she was becoming after her first change, there was not enough gut in Bia Grey to possibly allow her to call and ask. Instead, all she could do was ask herself questions, even now, sitting in the cafeteria. Was it her transformation that so defined her taste buds now, that nothing truly seemed to be enjoyable, or just the sake of being caught in between- not bird nor human- that neither palate could be entirely satisfied?
She cut slivers out of an apple and pushed the slices between her mawish beak. Some berries, too- those she half-heartedly hoisted and let roll around on her tongue. The roll she'd gotten- that she ran between her long fingers, turning into small doughy balls- but she didn't put them in her mouth. Instead, she sat, neither happy nor upset, but rather... idling, both in action and in mind.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 5:22 pm
It was hard to stay angry all the time, though Freddie tried. After so many defeats, so many times where his encounters had ended with him screaming uselessly at people, he couldn't easily keep it up. None of his old methods for blowing of steam were working, so what the hell was he supposed to do? The fire in him had died, leaving him feeling horribly depressed. The overabundance of hormones had to be to blame for that, because he sure as hell never felt sadness or loneliness so accutely before.
Eating to feel better was such a damn girly thing to do, but as low as he felt he couldn't force himself to care. He noted Bia as he walked into the cafeteria, barefoot in his ruined uniform, with his hair woefully devoid of gel. He still didn't see any point in trying to style it when everything looked so wrong. He gave the bird woman a lingering look as he made his way toward the food, but he said nothing. He could comment on the schnoz, laugh about it... but he didn't even feel like that.
This sucked.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 5:27 pm
Bia looked up from her meal at the islander who had entered, a funk about her that was practically palatable. She stopped mid-chew, not for the sake of the food, now, but rather- at a thought. The woman looked familiar. But... no. She squinted her eyes as if that could draw the needed kernel of information from her memory.
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