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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:36 pm
" NO! I ASKED YOU!"
She noticed her weapon had been taken and grew quiet like a child who has been given candy.Except it was the opposite kind of feeling for Ashia.
"Well, you knocked me out..? And I already told you that someone was chasing me, so I came here!"
But then she remembered that the masked man had told her the directions to the place. And she also remembered the guy from before, he was battling right now.
Risky.
"I have a friend waiting out there, he saved my butt, do you want to start saving the world with saving him?" she spoke calmly, but a little fast.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:42 pm
....He read her expression again, trying to analyze her.
he stared off, then turned around.
and opened the door outside the lab.
"Follow me...."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 6:53 pm
Do you already have enough countries? Or can I make my own? Let me know if i need to change it Name: Legi "Enoig" Nicorta Sex: Male Rank:Feild Commander grade 2( equivilent of army major) Country: roviny smrti (translation: sverta)- a land scarred by war where the remnants of the once great armies still kill for the barren wastes. The Queran Empire Descendants- An underground society that follows the teaching of the once great Coran Empire Description- Six foot, black hair, blue eyes, hair to ears. Bio: Field commander of a secret society in the scarred plains of Roviny Smrti. He is one of the few who can still speak the Coran dialect and believes the religious texts. Although the empire fell long ago in Roviny Smrti, they left there texts. Legi has left the society, believing he can find the rumored Coran ruins. A war veteran, although only 22, he has been fighting since childhood. He turned in his armor and all his weapon but an aged rifle belonging to his family( as is custom). Theme song: Dead Bodies Everywhere by Korn http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0eCQ9F1OPvsNotes- usually goes by middle or last name. Have used the Coran Empire before, but this is a society that follows what was left of their religious books, so there should be no conflicts.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 6:57 pm
Legi gave up his armor, keeping nothing bu his ancient rifle and enough food to make land. He set off, hoping to this wasn't all for nothing. After a few day travel, sitting there bored in a row boat, he finally saw land. As he drew nearer, he questioned more and more what he would find in this new world. After all, he had never set foot outside the war scarred plains of his home country until now.
OOC- sorry, exactly whats going on? like where is everyone? I'll try to read as much as i can but i'd appreciate a summary sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 5:20 pm
((Everyone is mostly in Mertcarf:
~Ashia and the Unknown soldier are conversing, possibly leaving.
Ashia was fleeing from Red, and found The Soldier.
~Julie is in a cell, not caring, she recently lost someone and was captured.
~Engel is battling, or took a break against a resistance group,he is wounded.
~Red is awaiting Ashia's return so he can kill/capture her for the masked man back at base. But when he tried going back, the gate would not open for him. So he returned to where Ashia had been, and heard talking...
~Jill has pulled back in a fight, and we haven't heard word from her at all now
Hope this helps?))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 5:26 pm
Engel fired the last bullet in the round from the pistol, which was the last working weapon, besides some melee ones, left.
He felt dizzy, and felt someone take him by the arm and lead him back behind the lines into a room, a building...
He looked down at himself, bloody, bullet holes, scratches covered him.
He almost fell, but the strong arms carried him to a soft sort of....And Engel lay on the bed where a nurse quickly stopped what she was doing and rushed to him.
He mumbled something.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 11:19 am
(OOC- I take it Engel is in Mertcarf?)
Legi came closer and closer to land, but saw nothing but desolate wastes
"I just left hell, I didn't think there would be another."
He hit land, and took out his rifle. His best bet was a small town a while away, assuming that this was Mertcarf. According to The Text, the town was called narození, although the locals probably call it something different.
He started walking, fearing that this land would be no better than the last
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 11:38 am
He and-whoever she is- walked to where the weapon room is located. through he is risking something important, he could not turn down someone, if i help them, maybe they will help me, and others, they reached the room, he opened the door....
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 9:05 am
Ashia's eyes lit up at the sight of the room, and what was hidden inside.
Behold hordes of weapons she could not describe.
" I guess grab a few and hurry up and go?"
((Engel is in Mertcarf, correct))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 11:48 am
Engel woke with a start, but his eyes screamed in agony an he had to lay back down.
Some of his wounds re-opened with the act and right away, a nurse tended to him.
"Where are my comrades?" Engel questioned, the nurse was surprised he could speak.
" The little scirmish is over for now, both sides pulled out early in the morning. But I don't think that's the last of the attacks, no sir-e, I don't think so." The nurse gave a small sigh.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:04 am
Legi made to narození, just in time to see the end result of a street skirmish. It appeared as it was just coming to an end, as the ringleaders started to drag away their more stubborn followers, and he saw just a glimpse of the last body being dragged away.
"Well, you wanted excitement, adventure, and battle....... your in the right freaking place," he mumbled with a sigh. He decided now would be a good time to snoop around, seeing as they hopefully would not fight again till morning, so he would not get dragged into it. He went across the street from the alley he was in to buy some new clothes, all he was wearing at the moment were some dessert camo shorts and a t-shirt, and ask what was going on.
He walking in only to hear the friendliest voice he had in years, "welcome to my store, let me know if you need anything."
as sad as it was that that sentence was the friendliest thing he'd heard since he was a kid, he returned the hello and got to looking around.
As he checked out, he asked the final question, "where the hell am I?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:49 pm
he got his custom weapon
a Personal-autocannon
...."Pick one" he said the women
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:58 pm
One...she giggled to herself.
She picked up an arm guard,"What's this?"
She put it on, and her finger fit snugly into a slot that felt like a trigger.
She aimed at the wall, but instead of a bullet, an energy blast shot out.
"Whoops.."she mumbled, but kept the item on.
Any battle will never truely be over..,
Engel paced the little tent in which he was brought to. There were some people he recognized, but they weren't in any condition to talk.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 7:44 pm
The shop keeper just gave Legi a crazy look. "I take it you don't get new comers much?"- she just continued to stare.
He left the store and started walking, hoping to find something more helpful. He came across an old building in the center of town. It was a huge stone tower, at least by comparison to the brick huts he used to live in. It looked almost like a church. He looked around an saw a few of the townspeople starting to argue in the street. "looks like the next fight will come sooner than i thought"
He walked into the ominous building, with his hand on the stock of his rifle
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 3:07 pm
A child ran up to Legi, pleading for something, "Please sir, do you have any food? Anything you could spare?"
The child was no more than 4 years of age, his eyes were the sleepless kind, and hands that were already worn with old scars and rough.
He pleaded with big eyes and hands outstretched.
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