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 Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 9:14 am
Huh.. Quint mouthed in response, Didn't know people's cars were being jacked.. I should probably lock mine.. This he spoke a little more anxiously, not wanting his precious ride to be pirated.
That wasn't exactly the answer Quint wanted to hear on the subject of island safety, so he gently prodded Caliber's choice on the matter. If someone was trying to upset the livelihoods of everyone, I'd think that the people should come up in arms. That, and more brains on a problem usually gets it solved correctly faster. I'm not saying that you have to fight, but be there when the call is put out.
That's all of course hypothetical, so we shouldn't worry.. Considering the matter resolved, Quint turned once more, now facing the store, opening the door with a chime from above, it telling of new arrivals.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 12:11 pm
Gatz TdaMax TheScorpioDragon Vincent was coughing and weezing on the ground after having the crate lifted off his chest. He stopped almost immediately when Gatz mentioned what he was trying to hide. And then he knew that the man before him had guessed the contents of each box. The suit and gloves wearing man stood up slowly. He moved over to Gatz, close enough so only they could hear their conversation. "What would you know and burying the past, Gatz!?" he hissed beneath his breath. "More than I'd like to," the entity replied with an easy shrug, turning back to the boxes. "Enough that I won't inquire into specific details, like asking what might be inside these things." He shook his head sympathetically. "I've already got my own cross to bear without grabbing hold of yours as well--everyone does, I imagine." Gatz grabbed hold of the cart and started to push it along, slowing making progress over the tracts of sand as they headed for the defense base. "I have to say, though, I've never tried to literally bury my past," he commented with a chuckle. "Somehow I imagine it would be rather vocal in its protests if I tried." Vincent followed closely to Gatz, dragging the box that fell on him behind his strides. "I thought it was a clever way of expressing myself, Mr. Gatz," said the well dressed man in response to Gatz's comment about him burying his past in a literal sense. "And by your tone earlier, I know that you have probably guessed the contents of the boxes. I would hope that you can keep such theories to yourself," said Rohaun nonchalantly as they passed over the sands and onto solid ground.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 1:12 pm
Gatz thought it over as they left. "... Actually, I kind of gave up guessing once you said it wasn't porn," he said carelessly.
"Though you did seem interested in the public armory... But considering how the rest of our residents are, I doubt a few more weapons would raise any eyebrows."
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 6:18 pm
"Interested in the armory? If you mean by getting more aquainted with the island, then yes, I'm interested in the armory," said Vincent who was a little taken back by the accusation.
"I was actually looking for a garage to store these boxes. I did not want them in my apartment. I searched around the island, but I did not find one. So that is why I resorted to digging a makeshift grave for these containers," explained the young gentlemen.
He looked down the road and saw some large structures that looked like they could be used for a doomsday operation sticking out in the distance. "Hmm...makes me wonder how I missed that..." he muttered to himself.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:00 pm
"I'd blame it on our island's beautiful tropic scenery," Gatz said with a smile. "By which I mean 'the cute girls in bikinis', of course. The tourist friendly airport also makes the neighboring missile silos a bit less conspicuous, I suppose."
(( *takes to the RP to the Purunrun Armory in the Defense sub-forum* ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 9:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 7:35 pm
The warm beach waters lapped the sands gently. On the sand a figure lay beaten and bloody. On his armor was a picture of a Fierce black and red scorpion standing on a picture of the moon blackened by war and red with blood. In his hand was a single blade. It's razor sharp blade made of the finest arcanium as was it's hilt. There was a carving on the blade. It said, "Lionheart, blade of blades, weapon to only those purest of heart and soul, intent on bringing justice to all who bring chaos." The figure stirred and the last thing he could remember was a fierce fight with his brother. After many blows he was beaten back and then thrown overboard and left for dead. Then he fell back into the sand unconscious. Waiting for someone to come and help him back to health.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 8:01 am
Rioushu was walking besides Mega as they arrived on the beach, taking off is T-shirt, revealing his scarred chest and back, then taking off his black pants, a pair of blue swim trunks underneath. "So, Mega, how long have you been on the island?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 4:08 pm
I've been here a few years. *My maids undressed me to reveal the swimsuit I wore beneath. Thankfully I'm an heiress who can afford servants because my size obviously makes me dependant on the help of others for even simple things. The snow white skin of my breast refected the sunshine off my cleavage.*
I think I might be part of the original ladies of the guild. When I joined there may have been less than twelve girls and guilds didn't even exist.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 11:35 am
Rioushu nodded as he stopped to watch Mega's maids undress her. "Really? I got here right after a terrible hurricane near here destroyed my boat and stranded me here. So really I came here by accident, about nine years ago now, when I was twelve." He said, his memory was hazy, but he could still remember the feeling of dread when he first thought it was a deserted island.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:09 pm
*I tucked my hair behind my ear when the wind picked up.*
I feel a little ashamed that I stay cooped up in my room whenever I come out and see how beautiful the island it.
*My maids were all applying sun screen lotion to my skin so I wouldn't burn. Even the light pressure from their hands when they rub the lotion on my breasts makes my flesh wave and jiggle.*
Have you ever wanted to go off-island?
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 8:36 pm
Mr. Rohaun was strolling out on the sidewalk adjacent to the beach. Taking the long way home usually brought him to the warm sands if he did not take any detours.
The suit wearing gent looked off towards the ocean when he noticed an unconsious soldier washed up on the shore. Not thinking, he ran towards the man. Sand was kicked up behind him, slowing his pace, as his legs hurried towards the other male.
Vincent stood over the soldier, before getting to his knees and checking the man's pulse at his neck. Looking at his watch to time it, he sighed after seeing the man was close to death. So the man dragged the solider closer to the middle of the beach so he would not wash away. "I'll have to do a quick one if he is to live. I'll call an ambulance afterwards," he muttered.
There was a groan of dismay coming from Vincent at the thought of giving CPR, but he swalloed his prided and performed till he was sure most of the water in his lungs was flushed out. He then took out a tazer from his pants pocket and shocked the man's body to give his heart a jumpstart.
Mr. Vincent Rohaun then became satisfyed with his work and called the emergency services promptly. "You will be all right sir, and if not...I shall pay for your funeral. I may not work with those of the military, but that does not mean I will allow a man I know have a pauper's grave. No sir, indeed," he said to the unresponsize chap below him.
With his work, it was time to depart once more. He turned away from the soldier and made his way down the hot sounds. He himself was dying from the heat because of his attire.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 5:25 pm
Rioushu watched a bit curiously as the maids rubbed the lotion on Mega, he had never even thought to use sun screen lotion on this island, and could not recall anyone else ever using it. "Yeah, and I've left a few months at a time. Still, I can never leave this place for too long, it keeps calling me back everytime I get fed up with the life here." Rio said, looking at the ocean. "How about you?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 1:12 pm
*Three maids continue rubbing lotion onto my soft body. Even with three, it takes a long time to apply lotion over six-hundred-some lbs of busty girl.*
I don't think I've ever left. I was happy the island was a place for busty anime girls and I felt like I belonged. Now it feels a little more like a battle rp land and not so much the funny soap opera rp it used to be.
*I hopped with surprise when my maid squirted suntanning lotion on my bum and rubbed it in eek .*
lol And I feel a little vulnerable since I'm not a fighter. And I know I'm invulnerable physicly, so I really shouldn't worry..
*My hair was being tied in a ponytail to get lotion on my shoulders and back.*
But I still don't like being surrounded by warring neighbours. I miss peaceful times when all we had to talk about was who was having children with who.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 2:09 pm
Rioushu understood what she meant, even though he actually liked it this way. Still, he had to admit peace every once in a while was pretty good. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Speaking of children, apparently Bleu is going to be having Aonice's kid soon. Freaky, freaky stuff." Rio said, looking again at the maids rubbing the lotion on her. "Mind if help them out?" He asked, looking a bit hopeful.
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