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Post by Artemis Maximus on Dec 11, 2007 22:37:28 GMT -5
(( Obviously I do ))
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Post by King of Asmar on Dec 14, 2007 2:45:12 GMT -5
((So just to get a bit of a plan before we start, if we only get the three of us how are we gonna work this?))
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Post by knightdisciple on Dec 14, 2007 9:55:31 GMT -5
((Well, I'd say we need to see if Duo at least, and really Spark, are still interested in keeping this going, as their characters were kind of going with ours to kick some butt....))
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Post by King of Asmar on Dec 14, 2007 14:11:37 GMT -5
((Yar, that what I was thinking, hopefully we can maybe get Duo, but I haven't seen Spark around here in some time))
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Post by knightdisciple on Dec 18, 2007 21:15:37 GMT -5
((This is intended to coincide with Art's storyline, as it were. Others, feel free to interject as desired.)) He started, coming back to conciousness suddenly after a long sleep. He blinked, adjusting to the near-darkness, and taking in the sound of a dull klaxon going off. He immediately stood at attention, ready for orders. "Test Subject 1001100, Codename: Silence, you are hereby officially activated for your first assignment. A crucial object of study has broken containment, and is loose in the base. Last known location was in Foxtrot Sector. Subject is a female, height: 1.72 m, red-brown hair, green eyes, and two tattoos, a celtic knot on the back of her right wrist and the first five bars of "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring" circling her upper right arm. Subject last seen wearing basic lab specimen frock. Pursue and contain, minimum damage no lethality unless no recourse found. Return subject to Charlie Sector for further containment and testing. This is a time-critical mission." As the short breifing had been taking place, Silence had been dressing himself in a pitch-black combat jumpsuit. Strapping various belts and pouches on himself, containing ammunition, stun grenades, and various restraining devices, he paused, and donned a light armor vest. He did not anticipate heavy gunfire to be encountered. He then picked up two small pistols, loaded with special tranq rounds, and holstered them at his hips. Finally, he strapped a small metal cylinder into a holder on the back of his belt (about the size of a lightsaber hilt, but completely smooth; read character bio for more info). He then pulled a black mask over his face, and donned a set of multi-vision goggles that resembled a visor with a thin red line where eyes would be. Then he left the room, and started his hunt....
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Post by Artemis Maximus on Dec 28, 2007 3:55:13 GMT -5
The mess hall went silent after the great crash of Io's frail body making rather violent contact with the stainless steel mess table. There was a great skittering as she scrambled to her hands and knees, more animal than woman about her as she began to greedily shove food into her face. She vigorously ignored the torn muscles and blood running out of various rips in her skin, her empty stomach more important right now.
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Post by knightdisciple on Dec 28, 2007 8:04:26 GMT -5
As Silence was searching for the lost subject, he received reports over his comm of a disturbance in the nearby mess hall. As he drew close, he heard what sounded like someone, or something, moving around, and eating rather loudly. Too loudly to be base personnel. He flattened himself against the wall next to the door, drew one of his tranq pistols, and reached to open the door....
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