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 Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 7:03 pm
((Brian))
He kneeled down close, waving Kali aside gently. "I got this one, Kali. Spaz, I've got a huuuuuge bag of potato chips, a Three Rocketeers Bar, and a bottle of water in this bag." He indicated the knapsack with one hand...and his Tactical 5mm Smith and Cuss Sidearm with the other. "I also have a gun. I will use this gun if you steal my food. It's pretty yummy, too...but here's the catch. Tell me where we are...who you are, and why you're here...and I'll 'forget' how to use my gun. Comprende?"
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 7:14 pm
Kali raised an eyebrow at him. Was he blackmailing him with food? Ha! That was low! Although at the mention of food her stomache growled, and she fully considered making up some c**k and bull story about being in a haunted castle in ireland. Turns out the raccoons HAD taken her food...She shook her head and stopped the drooling, spotting a package of crackers at the bottom of the bag.
'HAHA! Stupid fuzzy retards the crackers are mine!!' she cackled in her head, then decided to save them for later and watched to see what this guy would do in response to Brian's bribe/threat/blackmail or whatever you'd like to call it.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 7:16 pm
((Brian))
It was cool that he actually had the food and all, but it just made him marvel in wonder once again at the power of Gena...
"The Oracle", she's called. Not a bad title, either. She plans assignments, gives tactical advice, and charts out battle and communication lines for the entire Resistance. Some even say she's spoken to the Kaiser himself...
Her power is foresight...predictions and the like. She'll never become an Esper; that's not really at the top of her to do list. Brian had never seen her, to tell the truth. She was an enigma, a...a secret weapon. Hope for us all.
She had told them what he was to bring on this mission. Without a doubt, she had also foreseen his little...extra carry-on. Did she report it? Hm. Wouldn't serve any purpose but to irk the whole movement, so...maybe not? Best not to think about it.
She had planned his inventory for the trip. Without fail, every last thing would be used here...
1 Bag Klutz Potato Chips
1 Three Rocketeers Bar
1 Yugoslavia Springs Water Bottle
1 Paperclip; large and blue-insulated
3 Pieces of double-sided tape, all in a plastic baggie
1 Lockpick, non-extending
1 Green Apple, not suitable for consumption
1 Mission Portfolio, to be left unopened until Ben's signal comes through.
1 Scope sight
1 Grappling hook and rope
3 Pairs of heat-nulling gloves...1 with small slits at the tips
It was a hefty list. He always looked forward to using every item. It was like a puzzle...a guessing game...and though it was embarassing, he learned most of his decision-making skills by following lists like these...
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 7:52 pm
"Ulp..." Spaz hopped to his feet and scuttled back to the edge of the elevator when the young man threatened him with the pistol. He crouched there, keeping his eyes on the firearm, and tried to concentrate. The dude was asking too many questions, and it was making Spaz's brain blurr with funny colors. He didn't trust his mouth to keep him from getting shot, nor his memory.
"I..." A little of that good thinking would do him wonders about now...
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MG Forever rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 3:59 pm
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 5:41 pm
((Spaz))
[Critical Failure. Go berserk.]
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 6:47 pm
Spaz's eyes went wide, and his pupils dialated so far his irises almost disappeared. A huge grin spread across his face, displaying his uneven teeth.
"It's the magic fairy land of rainbows and unicorns and flowers and happy HAPPY FUN TIME!!" Leaping upward, Spaz grabbed onto the cable supporting the elevator and swung around on it, causing the car to wobble. "HAPPY FUN TIIIIIIME!!!" He shouted, hanging sideways from the steel wire. Then springing off of it, he landed upside down clinging to the rungs of the emergency ladder running up the side of the shaft with a hand and a foot.
"I'm gonna climb gumdrop mountain and stroll down lollypop lane! HOORAY!!" The little maniac's voice took on a higher octave, and flecks of spittle accumulated around the corners of his mouth.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 11:34 am
Vixen felt shame flood to her face. She had hardly any strength left, let alone magic. Normally she would have just attacked the door like any other thing until it was shred into pieces or she was limbless. She could not now, though. There was nothing in her to fuel her chaotic needs, nothing left to make her the great destroyer she desired. She focused the shame and rage that was churning in her body, willing it to her fingertips, but nothing happened. She put her hands on the steel, feeling the coldness seep into her body. Nothing happened. All the rage in her could not make magic, and no amount of will was producing it either. She needed something to help, an elixir of some sorts. That would surely help her.
"I don't have anything left right now, and it would be pointless for me to beat upon the door unless I really did want all my bones broken. Do you know where an elixir is or something?"
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 2:42 pm
Skip hung his head in defeat. "No... not really. If the leaves didn't replenish what you're lacking, then they probably won't at all..." He felt like crying, though was determined to not actually do so. He needed to act in order to get anything done. Mind over matter, and mind over feelings. Think, Skip, think. British man is dead (mostly), so you're on your own. What do you have on your own to help you? Rage form is good for destroying things, but it would be more likely to again damage himself in this situation. Ninja form's strength lies more in stealth, not door opening. And of course, Invisa form was utterly useless in this situation, unless floating around, not being able to touch things was.... wait, why was it that Skip could float and not touch things in Invisa form? Was he really just invisible... or was there more to it than that?
"Hey, Vixen... I'm gonna try something... it may not work, but I'm gonna try it. Just bear with me..." Skip was still toying with his plan as he was saying this, but his theory was that Invisa form rendered him invisible because it really rendered him incorporeal. That would explain the sensation of floating, the inability to touch, and the inability to speak... so was it possible that as just a mass of consciousness that he could also phase through solid objects? I was worth trying, reasoned Skip as he tugged on his left ear, and it couldn't really hurt.... could it? Skip debated it for another moment, but as resolve took over, he went for it. He attempted to phase through the door.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:48 pm
Vixen heard the despair in his voice and the hanging of his head. It was all sad, really. Not that she actually felt much unless physically, but whatever. The display was there. She noted that those leaves, whatever they were, did not obviously replenish magic, just health. That was something note worthy, she thought. She stepped back from the door. Actually, she went quite a ways from the door. Even if Skip could not manage to do whatever it was he was trying to accomplish, whoever monitored the door would not see anyone there. Which was pretty nice. The door may open on its own accord in any case. Lovely. She watched as the boy vanished before her very eyes. Then she waited.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:28 am
((Brian))
Brian was startled. Quite a bit. But he had a plan. Hey, this decision-making thing wasn't going too bad...looking at Kali for support, he implemented his idea.
"WHOAAAA THERE, BUDDY! Listen, do you want food? You're going to have to come reaaaaaaal close, okay? I've got a secret to tell you. You won't believe how great it is! Seriously, come here. Then I'll give you food! I promise."
He sounded...almost too sweet. Almost.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:29 am
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 7:32 am
{Sorry about leaving like that, I had to go to my aunt's house...*shudders* Cheek pinchers...}
'Please let this work please let this work!'
She prayed in her head for Brian's plan to work, because his first one obviously hadn't. Who threatened a guy for information anyways? He could have just gave him the food and acted nice, THEN asked for the information...But hey, he was the secret agent whatever mabob, and she was just some kid who ran away from home and had a raccoon steal one of her shoes and all her food. What did she know.
"Y-eah! You'll never guess how awesome this secret is. I mean, heck this awesome secret AND food! Wow, I'm surprised at how great this deal is!" She stammered out, hiding the hint of fear in her voice with fake excitement. She couldn't help but be scared out of her freaking mind, they were in an elevator shaft with some psychotic Spazoid who might very well KILL them!
...Damn curiosity, Making her follow the guy with the magic. Pfft.
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InvaderRobby rolled 1 100-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 9:05 am
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 9:08 am
((Robby))
Thump. Your body slapped hard against the door. Damn. One more try. Focus. Focus!
Thump. Maybe that skill didn't even exist...
No matter what was the case, the fact of the matter was that nothing happened. You were invisible...but not non-existent. Yet.
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