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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 1:31 am
Watching the others go out to take the zombies head on, Zeta Nine decided that maybe some people should stay back and try and throw more seeds. She was all up for the job, cowardice (which she was quite ashamed of really) had clouded her better judgement and logic of the whole not wanting to get cornered in the house idea.
She was just about to follow Delta Twelve who seemed to be staying too when the earth twisted and shook, sending her flying backwards. Nine coughed as she was winded slightly, and had no time to think before a creature (ohshitohshit another fire pony) stood foward and they were thrown into the air. She barely had time to scream when she felt herself floating. A parachute? When did she put that on? And they were all travelling towards the same point. Well at least they wouldnt have to fight the zombies... right?
[ Exit to final task ]
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 2:40 am
Eta II had been there too? That was great! Three of her teammates were alive and well.
Eta VI was already moving to join her teammate out on the zombie battlefield when the earth shook under her feet, knocking her onto her side. "Wha--?"
She didn't have much time to think on what had happened or what the mysterious figure was saying, as the following explosion sent her flying through the air.
It was in this brief moment that Eta VI learned something very important about herself: she really grew attached to her squad. Her first thoughts as she was tossed into the sky were Eta X, Eta V, and Eta II.
I hope they're ok... Her body suddenly jerked as the parachute took effect. Glancing around, she saw the others did too. That's a relief. Looks like we're all ok. Her worries melted away, letting her enjoy the much gentler ride back down to the earth.
(( Exiting to final task. ))
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 6:58 am
"WHEEEEEEEEEEE!"
(Rp to come XD)
[Beta 12 has excited to the Final Test]
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 1:59 pm
As Alpha Eight took a step forward towards the others, he was mentally preparing himself to go out onto the field and face the horrible abominations that were mostly likely going to eat their brains or best case scenario, eat everyone else's brains and maybe his foot. Not the best odds. Not at all.
"How should we--"
It was then that a powerful concussive force threw Eight into the air. He honestly wasn't sure how he got there, but as he was about to yell out in fear, he found that he wasn't recklessly falling to his death, but rather floating down with a parachute. For a few seconds, he thought he saw the remains of the fort. A place that he was sure was going to be his grave. Now, here he was floating down into another mysterious location.
[ Alpha Eight is exiting to the Final Task thread ]
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