Simplish
Free Runner
Zombies ate my neighbors!
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Post by Simplish on May 30, 2008 15:50:38 GMT -5
((Maybe loudly enough to be heard if a person were one floor up. And sorry I haven't been posting more. School is leaching my ability to RP right/often.))
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Post by Sarah the Bullet on May 31, 2008 4:38:28 GMT -5
Sarah sighed. It hadn't taken long for her actions in Black Angel to come to light in the Cosway- mostly, around the point her supervisor had made her first- and only- visit to the Cosway. To tell the truth, at least she tried for 'reviveable' in her work- a slit of a throat and shoving the corpse in a bank vault was more her speed then handheld meat grinders and cleavers. Even then, the fact that the whole thing revolved around killing sorta rubbed the wrong way. Oh well. She'd been kept busy chasing down Seercull's gang the last couple of months, smugging weapons to other terror groups under surveilience, and she didn't like the chart of the Cosway blueprints she had found there...
But she digressed. She dealt with the situation amidably, and the men involved would be able to be incarcerated when the military finally helped clear the place up. There was nothing to worry about from that angle!
"So, where we headed from here?" she asked Simplish. Though it didn't work on her, this 'cure' sounded like something that needed spreading, and it wasn't getting there any faster with people standing around.
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"LETMEINFORTHELOVEOFGODPLEASEIDON'TWANNADIEANDSTARTEATINGBRAINSIHAVEAWIFE ANDTHREEADOPTEDCHILDRENATHOMEPLEASEDON'TLETMEDIE!" Was the only thing Pleansley shouted before he broke down sobbing.
The sound of footsteps and a voice behind him made him whirl around. "You ok, sugah?"
Skyraider Jones stood about five feet away, looking at the man in a look of strange concern. She was in pilfered clothing from the shopping mall- A sportsjacket over a sequinced top and hip-hugging jeans, with cowboy boots. Her red hair, though matted somewhat, was still short, sadly the last cutjob was a little corse. Her orange eyes gave a look of curiosity, though her hand stayed near her fire axe looped in her belt.
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A band of cultists about 3 blocks north and 2 blocks east were making thier way down the street, when they found themselves impeded.
"Take me to your orginiser," Jayce Seercull said coldly, carrying a odd canister in his arm. "I have... a present for him."
((Yay, more hectic! Take Seercull's comment at full face value, Simp, you ain't gonna regret this plot twist.))
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Simplish
Free Runner
Zombies ate my neighbors!
Posts: 192
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Post by Simplish on Jun 1, 2008 6:41:58 GMT -5
((Yay! Evil collaborating with evil! Oh, and anyone else mind taking control of Pleansley? I'm going to go post his bio in a little bit.))
"Quite honestly Sarah, I guess we just wander around a bit more to see if anyone will listen about Mock's plan before meeting up with him again."Sam calmly stated. "Alright, let's go see if there's anyone ELSE who might want to try to help with this curing."
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"And just what, exactly, is this present you bear for The End Mother?"Benjamin Norm asked, the hood concealing, quite awesomely one would have to agree, the top half of his face. This left only that evil, and equally awesome, smile and glinting evil eyes. The End Mother was all that mattered. The End Mother would bring about an utopia of unending life. The End Mother would bring humanity into a glorious regime. He sighed happily and raggedly. How fortunate he was that the End Mother saw fit to use him.
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Post by Sarah the Bullet on Jun 1, 2008 12:57:43 GMT -5
"To the roof!" Sarah called. For once, she felt in a good mood."
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"I have... what could be the strongest weapon this city has ever seen. The true form of imortality." To examplify, he lifted his sweatshirt to reveal his chest.
There was a large shotgun crater, which odviously was fatal at one time- possibly the last time.
He let it drop down again. "As you can see, I'm currently in my deader stage of life, however, with everything else humans can do." He took the canister in one hand and held it up. "All because of THIS."
((Dun dun dun! Sarah's not the only one now!))
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Drake Austin
Free Runner
THROW THE AXE INTO ITS HEAD!!!!
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Post by Drake Austin on Jun 2, 2008 7:39:25 GMT -5
Fridges rose from the chouch him self. He gave his back a few good and slightly painful clicks before shambling forwards.
" Ahh, bit of a walk about we do me good I suppose. I'll come with ya."
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Post by kinrrataiyath on Jun 7, 2008 15:15:55 GMT -5
Cass thumped her way back up to the roof with all the stealthy grace of a stampeding elephant. She had never cared much for sneaking around or hiding her approach. True, she saw the value in not sounding like a thundering herd on the occassion, but more often then not, it was easier to just relax and let the noise announce her presence. The crew had long ago learned to associate the rattling cacopheny with her anyway.
When the gunshow reached the rooftop, she stopped to look around. The city was the same, shambled mess it had always been, but something in the air felt less oppresive then it had in the years past. People were learning what hope was again; the hope that they could live a normal life; the hope that they had a chance of getting out of here. The gunshow felt a cold knot twist in her gut and pushed the thoughts aside. Her eyes scanned to the left and picked out the familiar, ragged figures of other crewmembers.
"Hey gang," she called out, making her approach. Funny that she hadn't noticed them the last time. "How're things?"
((Sorry for taking so long to reply. I was waitint for Kat, but it seems we're all kinda busy right now.))
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