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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:05 pm
Ooo! this'll get interesting
*slams the breaks, the van swerves to the side of the road, narrowly missing the speeding Dracs. Stunned, they try to make a turn around only to loose traction and slam into the ground*
Oh dear, well, off to Zone 7
*foot back on the gas, she returns to speeding rapidly across the desert*
Thanks for help with the rescue guys
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 7:50 am
I'm on my way! I've seen a few Dracs on the way, but the idiots are alone and moving on foot out here. I should be approaching the gas station in a few hours, I'll see you when I get there!
Berserk Butterfly out!
*Putting the mic back in its holder, her eyes scan the horizon.*
Hopefully the Dracs have left the gas station, what do you think Chessy, Delila?
*Hearing two meows in response, she smiles and keeps driving.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 1:57 pm
*Retro looks around at everybody in the van, wishing she could help* If only I could shoot with my left hand... or help at all! *glances at the van's console* idea *She pushes play on the tape player, hoping there's something inside*
~SEE YOUR JAZZ HANDS REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE A MAD MAN THOUGHT YOU WAS BATMAN AND HIT THE PARTY WITH THE GAS CAN KISS ME YOU ANIMAL~
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 4:10 pm
Ah you have no idea how very much that helps Retro heart
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 11:21 am
wink I figured it would!
~DROP LIKE A BULLETSHELL~
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:15 am
Berserk Transmitting!
I've made it to the gas-station. So far so good, only three dracs to neutralize, There not dead, but ive tied them up, and shot'em with some horse tranq's I got from an old vets office I stayed at for a while, I'm waitin for you to get here to see what you wanna do with them.
See ya when I see ya!
Berserk Butterfly out!
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 4:04 pm
*Grabs radio before Treb can* Hiya BB! Its Retro Rave here! I have the perfect plan for the sad little masked men. How bout we tye-dye their clothes and shred their masks! Then we can leave 'em to run back to battery city either naked or colorful. I think it sounds like fun. What bout you?
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:27 pm
A splendid idea, hun. I think I have some Paint too so haw about naked AND colourful! We can give 'em wonderful makeover!
Well I'll see ya soon!
Berserk Butterfly out!
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:34 pm
Can't wait!
*turns to rest of van*
You guys are cool with that, right?
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:37 pm
Heck yeah! Ima try my hand at art, never been good with it in the past, but nows as good a time as any to try again ^_^
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 12:38 pm
I'm pretty sure that as long as there are colors, its fine. You'll do great, hon.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 6:15 pm
We've arrived! Hey Retro will you go get the paint in the back?
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:21 am
*comes walking out with a large smile*
Hey guys! The Dracs arein the station. There still asleep.....I think that stuff was stronger that I first believed, but there still breathing so they should be okay!
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 3:58 pm
*Red Relapse comes over to the gas station, hoping to help the others and do his first deed as returning Killjoy*
Hey guys I'm here to---
*he sees the knocked out BL/ind agents on the floor, and his mind starts to spiral back - to everything - his brain flips. the bleach tries to erase everything*
TERMINATE
*Retro is in the back getting paint, he pulls his gun and runs over to where she is, aiming it directly at her*
SURRENDER
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 4:59 pm
*Turns slowly with a smile on her face. Ducking down and running over too him as quickly as possible she grabs his armand twist it behind his back taking his gun.*
Well this just harshed my mellow.
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