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 Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 2:04 pm
Near the eastern portion of the Ship, there is a very long hallway that is lined with rooms wall to wall. Each room has a number on the top of the door and you are to choose the room in which you want to be yours upon entry to the Galactic Space Police Brotherhood. Inside, the rooms are very homey, at least so the Commander thinks. Each room has a twin sized bed, a desk with a lamp, and a restroom with a shower and toilet. You may decorate the room you want as you will, but don't make any structural changes, please?
((Just look on the list below and pick a room you want and RP you moving in, I will mark you down for it. Make sure to state what room you are taking in the post!!))
1st room:
2nd room:
3rd room:
4th room:
5th room:
6th room:
Jun Ai (j u n s u i - p i)
7th room:
Reven Stephens (SC Rev-en)
8th room:
9th room:
10th room:
11th room:
12th room:
13th room:
14th room:
15th room:
16th room:
17th room:
18th room:
19th room:
20th room:
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 4:27 pm
Reven looks at the room number 7. "My favorite number. I think I'll take this one." It didn't really matter which room he got since they were all the same. It was just his favorite number. His pick kept moving around on his lip like a cigarette. He made his way through the door. "So," he said with a smirk on his face. "Living quarters is like this, huh? Well, time to get thigs situated."
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:10 pm
Reven was hurrying to get his things moved in. His Half-stack went on the port-side wall, as well as his guitar,Cyst. His couch right at the foot of the bed, and an average sized T.V. that sat on a stand. He checked out the bathroom and put all of his necessities He brought a few books from home like: Bluegrass, Metal, andPartially Burnt Grass, But Not Entirely: A Mix of Bluegrass and Industrial. "Who could ever forget this book?" He asked himself as he opened the latter book. He read most of the tablature before. He picked up his guitar and practiced. It sounded twangy with that distortion kick to it. It was a favorite of his, so he always played it. He played until orders were called.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 4:15 am
Jun was resting in her room, room number six, when she heard some one settling in next door. As curious as she was, she remained laying on her bed, reviewing her latest Patrol Status Review. She had fairly good marks all around, especially in ammunition use, because she never needed any. "All thanks to Thor," she commented to herself.
She finished reading just in time for her new neighbor to statr picking away at his guitar. Jun sighed to herself. "Let's see what this is all about," she said as she went to go greet the new recruit.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 11:43 am
Reven started going from his "Partially Burnt grass, but not entirely" training to full on shredding. "Now that is the deafening sounds I like." He said with an evil grin on his face. He heard his door open. It was Captain Jun Ai. "Huh, A woman in my room. You don't see that too often." Reven laughed. He went to playing soft mellow tones whilst having a conversation.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 11:59 am
Jun waltzed into her new neighbor's room. She figured he wouldn't hear her if she knocked. When she saw him, she laughed half-sarcastically to the man that greeted her, "Not sure how to respond to that."
She held out her hand and introduced herself. "I'm Jun Ai, Captain of the SPace Police Brotherhood. My room's right next door." She then paused, giving a friendly smile, and waited for him to stop fiddling with his guitar and introduce himself.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 7:53 pm
Reven set his guitar on his stand and stood up. "Sergeant Reven Stephens. Pleased to meet you." He smiled and shook her hand. He saw the sprightly appearance of the officer and brightened up. He thought to himself, "Please, God give me a good mission." Usually if someone went to his room it was usually for a field mission, which meant probably getting hurt.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 8:06 pm
"Nice to meet you, Reven," Jun replied with a smile. She fiddled with her glove for a few seconds then commented, "Need anything, don't hesitate to ask me."
With that, she bowed her head slightly and returned to her room. She didn't want to push too much conversation so suddenly. She thought it best to know people gradually rather than all at once. It was more exciting that way.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 10:38 pm
Reven went back to his Partially Burnt Grass, but Not Entirely: A Mix of Bluegrass and Indutrial book. He studied it carefully. "Am, E, Dm, C, F, E." he said to himself quietly. "Wait. That sounds more like Spanish guitar. Weird." Puzzled as he was he went back to playing, and awaiting for orders.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 4:19 am
When Jun returned to her room she laughed to herself as she could still hear Reven playing his guitar. "Least he's spirited," she commented to herself.
After looking over her Patrol Status Review once more she decided it was ready to hand in to Commander Yukki. She grabbed Thor, strapped it around her shoulder, and made the treck to the Commander's office.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 5:33 am
SC Rev-en Reven set his guitar on his stand and stood up. "Sergeant Reven Stephens. Pleased to meet you." He smiled and shook her hand.
((Watch the one liners...))
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 10:20 am
Reven's picking got a little more frustrated tone. He got sloppier and sloppier with his playing. "I'm bored!" He said with scowl. He set his guitar back on it's stand. He tried watching T.V. for a while, but that didn't seem to work. He tried sleeping, and didn't get any shut-eye. He finally decided to take a shower. "Now this is refreshing!" He'd always put his shower on scalding hot. It would loosen his muscles, and therefore, make him relaxed. He'd always turn to a shower if nothing else worked.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 12:09 am
Reven got out of the shower. He decided to put on his almost transparent white long sleeved short, his not-so-transparent white pants, and light blue, reflective shades. Lights hurt his eye a bit, so he puts on shades to help with that. He gave a bit of a sigh. "Well. Time to get some training, eh CYST?" He takes his guitar from it's stand, slings it over his shoulder and heads to the training area.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 6:42 pm
SC Rev-en KandaYuu17 SC Rev-en Reven set his guitar on his stand and stood up. "Sergeant Reven Stephens. Pleased to meet you." He smiled and shook her hand.
((Watch the one liners...)) ((There really wasn't much to say. If I went into more depth than that, I would probably sound wierd. Plus there are times in life where one-liners are the only thing you can use for the situation))
((Why are you trying to argue about this...It was a one liner, I believe it states in the rules to stay away from one liners, that is it. I myself know that I would be able to expand on that post on my own...))
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