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 Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:15 pm
Dalia popped a battery into her mask. "I'm down here," she buzzed on full volume from around the past corner. "Hold on and I'll find you," she let her antennae scan through the darkness, drawing her to the vitals.
She found Special in a heartbeat and stopped quickly, knocking a bit of muck onto them both. "sorry," she said, turning her volume down. "Do you want me to try and scan a map? Was it in an opening?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 10:39 pm
Magic in a can, oh my my my...
A light blue mist filled the room, covering everything.
Will I have the strenght for this...?
Dameon. a dark, mallice-filled voice was heard.
I wonder what his reaction will be...? wondered the demon. After all, it could NEVER do that before, when it was first put into Emmma.
"Y'know, Your Bimboness, you're pissing me off." said Emmma to the BimboEmmmaroundDashing.
Would you prefer your magic self? asked Sarcastiemma.
"I'm not magic..."
Some of the demon's magic rubbed off on you, silly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:20 am
Elle flipped though countless pages in this file reading exactly what her and her sisters body were capable of. She couldn't believe how much they DIDN'T have. All these weapons and their speed and power were phenomenal.
But something caught her attention in one of the other pages. It read: "The completed Unit 80 models are meant to fight..." It cut out there due to a torn page.
"What?! What are we meant to fight! Dammit!" she exclaimed slamming her fist into a metal desk and leaving an imprint. "What else is written?" she asked flipping though pages again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:28 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
"Sure, use your map or whatever," replied Special as she wiped some muck of her clothes. "I have no idea where everyone went anyway." She glanced around once more, half-expecting the motorbike to drive by or Tina to appear.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:46 pm
I speed down a tunnel and zoomed passed Special and Dalia trying to get out of there by memory.
"I'm lost?! Usually I'm good at things like this..." I muttered placing my hand on a wall. "Ok, I'm making a hole." I stated to thin air like usual as I got my plasma blade ready to puncture the rusted metal and dig a tunnel of my own.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:49 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
"What was that?" Special asked in confusion as a blast of air knocked her to the ground. She felt a little nauseous as she landed on something squishy. She slowly rose to her feet, carefully prying whatever it was off of her backside. "I hate this place!" Special shouted angrily.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:56 pm
"What was that?" I asked looking up for my work. "Sounded like someone I know...........Well as long as its not a weapon I don't have to be ready for a fight." I concluded getting back to my digging.
gonk I'm mean tonight.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:58 pm
Let's have some fun! This beat is sick!
"Must... concentrate..." wheezed Laura as she struggled against the unbearable pain in her head. Blood was still slowly flowing from her ears and she was beginning to feel lightheaded. She panicked even more as she felt a small trail of blood flow out of her nostrils. Suddenly Laura was overcome by a coughing fit, her coughs bringing up even more blood. Soon she was kneeling on the floor, hacking up blood into a pool that had formed from her head drippings. Laura could feel her life ebbing away, something she had not felt since her old lover had revealed the secret to eternal life to her.
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 3:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:07 pm
scream I HAD MY POST WRITTEN ALL NICE A PRETTY WHEN MY COMPUTER DECIDED TO DIE!
Alarms blared as the surrounding monitors began to go haywire. With a glance at the largest screen, Ace discovered that Laura's vitals were dropping steeply. Inside the tank, red liquid had begun to seep from her ears and nose and it didn't take a genius to figure out why.
She needed magice.
Unfortunately the only source of magic in the room was grasped in Daemon's triumphant fist. If only she wasn't injured. Now she needed a weapon, a distraction. Something.
That something came in the form of blood-chilling his. If evil-incarnate had a sound, this voice would have been it.
"Daemon."
Under normal circumstances Ace would have shown more precaution and questioned the voice, and taken the time to deduce it's source, it's motives; however at this very moment she took the malice-laced word for what it was: a blessing.
Lunging forward, Ace tackled Daemon to the ground, reaching for the canister containing Laura's last hope.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:49 pm
 I'm sorry to hear that Ace "Tina might like to read some of this. Its got some info on our past. Now what else is in these files?" Elle asked the folder coming across the section labeled 'Potential Upgrades'. "Stored in 'Weapon Lab 8' huh?" she muttered walking toward the lab.
Some how she knew the code to unlock the door, and she entered. "I hate how I know these things! It's sorta creeps me out, like someone is using my body." she muttered flipping a light switch to see what looked like a whole warehouse full of new toys. "Oh my gawd!" Elle gasped almost dropping the files. "There's more weapons in this room than out there! Not only that but there's enough fire power to take down a nation or two in one sitting!" exclaimed the shocked Elle.
"Now then what can be used by the 'Unit 80' series?" she asked the folder flipping around. She came by the section again and looked at the first object. "'Mobility upgrade boots'? Lets see they are....HERE!" she excitedly exclaimed opening the giant drawer to see the...boots (?) "Yech! These are ugly as sin! I wouldn't be caught dead wearing these! What do they even do anyway?" she asked reading its uses, "Limited hover, electromagnet and jump boost. Well they are a bit useful, I suppose I'll take a couple pair for when they are needed. What else is there?" she asked thin air and wondered where she got this trait from.
"Oh? Hello! Finally a weapon! They are....HERE!" she exclaimed opening a door to a rather large locker. There where two metal rods inside. "Huh? This is...junk?" she said looking at the file again. "NOPE! I spoke too soon! These are now mine!" yelled Elle grabbing the pole arms. "I'm gonna need a bag!" she said looking for one. "All these colors SUCK! There's no purple?! What is wrong with these people? Digital camo is nice if I was wanting to hide, but I'm trying to make a statement!" Elle gaffed but choose one anyway.
Flipping though the files pages again she found nothing else of good use. "Maybe I should bring Tina here to look at these too, but I'm positive she wouldn't find any of this useful." Elle spoke leaving the room. "Now then, do we get a sweet ride?" she asked thin air again and flipped through the pages. She stopped anf wondered if Tina's bad habit was rubbing off on her. Shaking her head, Elle, went back to reading and found something good.
Heading to the vehicle store room she found what looked like a futuristic motorcycle. But this thing had no wheels! She sat on it and gripped the handles and looked for an on switch but found nothing. "Lame!" she yelled looking back at the papers and found her answer. "Well thats the same as powering up a..." she gripped the handles again and sent electricity to her grip which kick started the engine and an oval blue glass looking orb, about as long as the front half of the bike glowed and lifted her up. "Ok, I got it. But about one for Tina?" she asked the files and came across some easy toting instructions. Basically once registered to a user it can be stored in the blue orb around a Unit 80's wrist.
"Well this is simple enough! Time to get going!" Elle demanded to thin air hoping a crowed would cheer her on. But no ego boast for the moment. Preparing all the equipment she powered up her bike and speed off toward Ace's shop to meet up with Tina. stare I dare someone to tell me I wasn't creative in that... scream And whom ever tells me; I'll funk yo stuff up yo!
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:52 pm
WOOOOAAAHHHH
Raine had obviously lost her self in the pipes...Again. "D'ARVIT!" She swore. Her wings were so tired they stopped, she fell and cringed, that'll bruise in the morning.
The reincarnate then travelled on a limping foot. She probably sprained it...That's what she hoped at least.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:54 pm
gonk Nuuu! No broken bones!
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:59 pm
**applaudes Tina** Good job!
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