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 Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 10:17 am
Alex turned to the girl and cocked her eyebrow. Now she was confused. Did this girl have amnesia, or was that door some sort of time and space portal? "It's a cemetery. In Zeffria." She picked up her bag and tossed it over her shoulder. "What about you? Do you have a name? Parents? Anything? Do you even know what you look like?" Alex began to ramble as she checked inside her bag. No ripped pages or broken pencils, thankfully, although one of the spiral-spine notebooks was slightly dented. Thank goodness she'd bought five of them on the same dime. She snapped the latch back shut and turned to leave the cemetery.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 10:23 am
"Yes to all..." Kikyo said, not quite sure what Alex was asking. This was really starting to confuse her. She waved her hand at the zombie, who sulked back to its hole, and crawled inside its grave.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 10:37 am
Alex glanced back at the girl, who was following her. It was a little creepy, but she didn't feel like telling the girl off. "So...? What's your name? I don't really want to keep calling you 'hey you'." She wiped more blood away from her nose and wiped it off on her jeans, trying to keep it off her white hoodie. If her mother found out she'd got in some sort of fight, she'd be grounded for months.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 10:56 am
"Kikyo..." she said, still following after Alex. Kikyo noticed the blood, and looked at it. "Did that hurt?" she asked her, looking confused still. "And why won't you let it get on your shirt?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 11:01 am
Alex stared at Kikyo. "Um...yeah. It was like getting punched in the face. But it's not as bad as it could've been. My nose might have gotten broken." She thought about an innocent way to answer the second question. "Well, blood doesn't wash out of white cloth very well." She cocked her head to one side. "Well, Kikyo. Are you cold, or anything? I mean, you're pretty wet..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 11:06 am
Kikyo looked at her now soaked clothes, and felt the hair down her back sticking to her body.
"I'm not "cold", but I can't stop quaking..." she said shivering slightly. She had decided that quaking was a good enough word for it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 11:50 am
Mark yawned the next day, dragging himself out of bed and going to the bathroom. After taking a short cold shower he went to the kitchen, he took out an apple, he washed it and started biting throught it. Mark went to his bedroom and took out some light clothes from his drawer. Mark looked out the window of his house, he saw the empty street on which he lived on and the very busy one to the side. Mark unlocked the hidden chest in his closet and pulled out his armor. Mark smirked, he was going to rob a very successful bank today.Mark put on the armor that covered his skin, he closed the chest and took out from under his matress his sword.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 12:23 pm
Bobby yawned. It was boring out here today. There were no demonstrators, no picket lines, no anything... Sure, he'd pocketed a few iPhones and a very expensive looking pen, but this was turning out to be just another boring day in the financial district. Suits to the left, suits to the right.
He stood and streched, preparing for the half-hour run to Jame's pawn shop. It was the last time he'd be going there. You can't keep frequenting the same places when you're on the run. Bobby looked at the skyscraper before him. Well, a quick view from the top of that thing wouldn't take very long. And, he did love heights. waiting for the next person to exit the building, Bobby dashed into the building and ran up the stairs. The security guards and their video cameras were none the wiser.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 12:50 pm
Ava had been wondering the city all night, she killed a few cops that were trying to bring down a drug bust. 'heh.' She loved to see them squirm under her claws. Reaching into her purse she pulled out her costume, hopped into a alleyway and raided the city rooftops.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 1:09 pm
Mark smirked inside his helment, he was wearing his full suit so he was known as Sir Smokescreen. Mark took the back door out of his house and slid into an empty alleyway. He looked around, the street was empty so he seized the opportunity to unseath his sword and walk out onto the street. With this armor on it limited his movement, making his way to the bank, and someone already noticed and called the police or hero or whatever. " I'll make this quick " he thought, he slashed at the glass door to the bank, the door shattering to pieces, he stepped inside. People were already screaming and taking out their cellphones. Mark raised his sword into the air and obsorbed the electrical energy from the lights and cellphones, which made his sword crackle with electricity. Mark made his way towards the safe, which had an electronical pad which needed eyescanning and whatnot. Mark pointed his sword at it, realesing a lighting at it which cause it to explode. " You three open the safe and bag the money! " he commanded to the three clerks, two were male and one female. Mark used his best abilitie to sroud the place in smoke, but with his mask he wouldn't cough and all. The smoke made its way outside, the smoke was like a trademark, signaling he was there.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 1:14 pm
Jet BrodyJet sat on top of a gas station, gorging a sandwich into his mouth. Though it was delicious, he felt kind of bad. The mini-mart in the station below was now missing a sandwich. He had been really hungry and fighting bad guys didn't make a paycheck. This was kind of like the city paying him back, but not really.
He leaped off of the building, wiping crumbs off his mouth as he did so. He walked down the street, keeping an eye out for villains.Rico Stexel
The glow of the pale computer light washed over Rico's face. That's how he would spend most of his time at home. Researching. Watching over his underlings. Playing Solitaire. Whatever. You know? He slid back in his chair, powering down he computer and rising to his feet. He was bored now.
He exited his room, wandering around the facility he lived in. Scientists scurried around the halls, preforming tests in most every room. "I'm leaving," He said as he passed Tobias, the man in charge of all the other scientists. "Will be back later."
He turned into his metal form, leaving through the only exit to this place. A small grate that led to the actual world. He had to leave his subordinates here, he couldn't trust them not to leave.
He appeared in the middle of main street, shining in his true form. It was time to cause some chaos, he shot out spikes of metal, some piercing cars, triggering explosions. Others shot through humans, slicing through their hearts. He grinned and then continued down the street, no more killing, though now people were running from him in fear. And that's exactly what he loved.
Coop Enders
He loved the view from up here. You could see almost everything. It was great. One of the few things he actually enjoyed. Coop was standing atop a skyscraper, one of the tallest in the city. It was peaceful and serene. Almost enjoyable.
He turned, looking back at the door. Someone had crossed one of his shadows coming up the stairs and was headed here right now. Probably just another guard. He'd hide if it was.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 1:27 pm
((MUHAHA Wait till sunday, Jake. I'm comin' for ya! twisted ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 2:32 pm
Bobby was lost. It was a big building, and he guessed that was an acceptable excuse. Never the less, he just couldn't find the service stairs that led to the roof. He wandered around the top floor looking for them, but could find nothing. Then, he found something.
It was a body. A dead body. Bobby nearly s**t his pants. Why was he always around whenever a guy turned up dead?
"Shitshitshitshitshit..." He said over and over, staring at the dead man and the unconcious woman. He did the only thing he could: he ran. He ran down the stairs and out the building, as fast as he could. Everything around him seemed to move in slow motion, and he was a blur to even his own eyes.
One minute and seven miles later, he skidded to a halt. His shoes were long gone, burnt and broken over the last seven miles. His feets were blistered. The only time he even remembered running that fast was the last time he'd seen a dead man. It must've had something to do with adrenaline.
Bibby all but collapsed on the ground, panting in an effort to breathe normally. All this death was getting to be too much for him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 2:45 pm
Dark Matter heard a commotion in the bank below, "Interesting..." she dicided to cheack it out. Inside the bank she saw a well known trouble causer, Sir whats-his-face, she called him. She knew his name was actually
Sir SmokeScreen, but what did she care. Dark matter jumpud off the roof and skipped into the seen in her panther form. While walking up the stairs she slowley morphed into herself. "Time to bug somebody."
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 5:21 pm
noracerberus14 Kikyo looked at her now soaked clothes, and felt the hair down her back sticking to her body.
"I'm not "cold", but I can't stop quaking..." she said shivering slightly. She had decided that quaking was a good enough word for it.
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