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 Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 1:15 pm
The East Gate - Barton East Gate is the central business district (CBD) and downtown area, otherwise the commercial heart of Barton Town itself. Usually typified by a concentration of retail and commercial buildings with a higher-than-usual urban density, as well as the often having the tallest buildings in a city. Most notable here is the Barton Train Station.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:18 pm
Now this was home, the tall buildings put him at ease. Despite it's brutality he always enjoyed urban combat. There was just a thrill there and the rush of anything possible happening. Almost wishing he had brought some entropic thermite explosives with him so he could topple a few he laid down a series of suppresive fire to cover Gamma who trailed behind him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:20 pm
Gamma stopped suddenly, next to Gammu. Nearly wheeling over, he caught himself in a crouch as he raised his rifle to bare. Hopefully someone would try to say something to the heavily armed men standing in the middle of town.
"Where to?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:27 pm
"Tata dada tata da...cho cho ta!" The voice gradually got louder as soon as it started. Kind of as if it were coming closer - singing that nonsensical song the whole way. Up, down, left, right, all directions at once with the eerie child like tone hitting it high.
It might have taken a bit to notice. One was of course required to look up at the clouds to notice it. Kind of like a silent missle dropping down really. Except missles were not black birds with a brilliantly white belly. Nor did they wear what - by all reasoning - appeared to be a fedora. The fact that it twirled a baton was something else all together.
But damn did it twirl that baton...
From all directions they came - what could appear to be millions of them. Endless amounts perhaps. All of them singing that same nonsensical song. Just appearing in the very air and levitating in their dance - as their flippers never touched the ground - towards each other. Any attempt to interact with them or touch them was for the most part void. Nothing could touch them - buildings were not in their way - nor were people.
The one coming down collided with one coming up - two from the side impacting. They never pushed and shoved - just kind of melded together gradually. Bigger and bigger the Fedora wearing penquin grew.
And then imploded.
Without sound and with only a tiny flicker of pink light.
And that was the end of that.------- Mod Squad OOC: Sorry; I posted that on the wrong account. And yeah; it did.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:33 pm
Gamma tilted his head back, gawking at the spectacle above him. Singing birds, while weird as ********, didn't give a surprise to his system. He had personally stood under an mortar barrage. Singing penguins, hopefully, were not explosive warheads.
So he laughed, a dry humorless chuckle that echoed over his speaker and computer synthesizer. This was entertaining, he could only wait till he ripped something vital out of someone.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:36 pm
Disappointed that they disappeared, he jogged west towards a large fountain. Nothing of interest here, any more.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:23 pm
Hands behind her head, whistling idly, Myst kept walking down one of Barton main arteries. From the fountain, she was now almost to the gate. The girl really had no clue what was beyond there, but hey, it was worth checking out. Couldn't be any duller than this town.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:31 pm
Shouyin would park an unsuspicious distance away from Myst, getting out of the car with a wooden baseball bat in hand. He closed quietly, locking up, before trailing after Myst. This kind of thing was frighteninly close to some of his old days in Durem. And his motives were unclear even to himself.
Sighing, he opened up the car again, tossing the bat inside. He started the car up and calmly pulled up beside Myst, with the window rolled down. She'd be on the driver's side this way, the car keeping pace with her steps. He turned the radio down and leaned out of the window a little.
"Hey, sorry about before. Care for a ride?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:39 pm
"... sure!"
Change of heart much? Myst climbed onto Shouyin's hood and walked her way to the passenger's side, before hopping into the car. Instantly, soot and half-dried blood covered her seat and half the passenger's side of the interior. Though, Myst was more concerned about something else.
"Say ... are you a guy?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:46 pm
"That I am." Shouyin cringed slightly at the soot and blood and whatnot, but he could let it go. He knew some easy ways to clean leather, learnt 'em from his dad when he was working the restaurant. Shrugging a little, he got back onto the proper lane, much to the relief of a dozen pissed off drivers stopped in front of him.
He turned up the stereo a bit, it still had that background music appeal though. It was some Bell Orchestre stuff (Throw it on a Fire), just fancy weird classical folk stuff out of a city called Montreal. Tapping his left fingers 'gainst the wheel absentmindedly he looked over at her.
"Are you a girl?"
He felt somewhat deja vu'y.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:57 pm
"I think so. I mean, someone told me a while ago, but I have a hard time remembering. I always had memory issues. Like, I remember I saw you once somewhere in a stadium, but I don't even remember I saw the stadium. In fact, remembering you is probably not true, and we probably never met, so I'm imagining things."
She took a short pause to breathe, and lifted her left hand to look at it abesntly.
"Maybe I'm imagining ou too! That'd be cool. I'd be imagining getting wherever faster. I should try that someday. Sounds pretty handy."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:59 pm
"Certainly would."
Shouyin took a left, heading towards the North Gate.
"So how'd you find that Petal?"
The question was posed innocently, just conversation being made and whatnot.
DESTINATION NEXT: North Gate
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 2:04 pm
By this time the music was starting to play through the static some. However, Nascen was singing loudly over it.
A completely unrelated tune.
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