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 Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 1:40 pm
"Yes, an upstart with two-hundred useless soldiers." Weiss grunted, his knife presented.
"You're still nothing, boy. And you will STAY as nothing." he said, still moving towards him.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 1:42 pm
George smiled. "Not so sure about that." He pushed himself backwards, and a pistol fell of his sleeves into his hands. He took six shots at Weiss. He then pulled out a knife.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 5:56 pm
Weiss ran through the bullets, a few of them hitting, but only hitting the armor. He then rammed his right arm into George's throat, slamming him into the wall, and aiming the pistol into his stomach, firing.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:14 pm
George was now bleeding badly, his body stopped working, He was now in a deep coma.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:19 pm
Weiss gave a grunt, picking the body up and examining it and laughing.
"Worthless and pathetic..." he said, throwing George out a window and walking out of the Factory, after Roland.
After about ten minutes, the alleyway that George had landed in, which had been abandoned had someone walking down it.
Roland looked down at the kid and let out a deep sigh.
"I know I'm going to get bit in the a** for this..." he said, picking him up and hoisting him over his shoulder.
He then began to walk down the alley again, out of sight and out of mind.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:20 pm
George started to wake up. "Uh where the hell am I?" He asked.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:26 pm
"In the city, currently bleeding out." Roland replied as he entered a building.
"Yeah, big-boy just HAD to provoke the juggernaut..." he said with a sigh, setting George down on a table.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:41 pm
"Hey he tried to kill me...." George fainted again.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 9:10 pm
"Dumbass..." Roland grunted, pulling out a medical kit.
"How did I get rolled into this again..?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 4:35 pm
Jeff was running from shadow to shadow, making sure no one was tailing him. He saw a big factory and saw some people leaving so he hid until everyone left. He looked towards it and wondered what was in there.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 2:05 pm
((...Well, I guess I'll throw us back into action.))
Roland gave a sigh, wiping the sweat from his brow, plopping onto the chair behind him and leaning back.
"Well, he ought to live." he groaned, looking over at George, who was still on the table.
After a few moments, he stood up and walked over to him.
"....Wakey wakey~" he said, before tapping him on the front of his skull with a good amount of force.
"Come on, don't be a baby! You only had six bullets in your gut!" he said, his eye twitching.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 2:06 pm
George awoke. "God I feel awful."
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 2:11 pm
"Yeah? That's what happens when you're stupid enough to let someone unload an entire clip into your stomach." Roland said, staring down at him with a dull expression. He then backed up and crossed his arms and shaking his head.
"You're lucky I have a soft-spot for kids..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 2:48 pm
"Yeah, I'm no kid. My whole life has been dedicated to training."
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 3:12 pm
Roland then jabbed him right in the forehead, his eye still twitching.
"You're still a shrimp. And no talking back, kiddo."
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