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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Jul 5, 2004 3:10:25 GMT -5
While I am in my quarters, I decide to organize my closet by season. I put all of my summer clothes on the south end of the closet and my winter clothes on the north end. Between them is my spring and fall wardrobe. Of course, my fall wardrobe is the largest of the sections. I see some clothes that no longer fit, so I box them up.
Once everything is organized, I take the box downtown to a local clothing depot for the needy. This makes me feel slightly better, and hopefully someone in need with enjoy the clothes that I donated.
I decide to take a walk after I have done this. I reflect on how materialistic so many people are, including myself. Even in the world today, there are so many who could give more than they do...so that others can have more.
Equality is a sacrifice, but a worthy one.
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Post by Genovia on Jul 5, 2004 3:19:21 GMT -5
Another day elapses, similar to the days before it. I lay looking at the ceiling. I can not move. But there is less pain. My body is healing, and though it is slow and I feel forgotten, I will return triumphant.
Hope could not defeat me. I have lived, and I have destroyed. I hope I have damaged those ideals that she clings to. She will know that those pretty ideas are not what the world is really like.
The world is pain, and will alywas be pain. The most we can hope for is the power to shove our share of pain onto others. The power to decide who suffers and who does not.
My people have suffered for far too long. I will obtain the power to change that.
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Post by Raven on Jul 5, 2004 3:26:06 GMT -5
i walk forward and stand alittle behind sonjia, i glance at the other in the bed and reconize her, i frown slightly. ... hello genovia...,... need any help?, i look at her, wanting to help. but i would leave it up to her.
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Post by Gen. Vlad Kolov on Jul 5, 2004 3:35:32 GMT -5
After the last time the reintegration machine was used the scientists worked out the last of the bugs, therefore Zero's ressurection takes but a fraction of the time it did last time. As it is I already have another assignment for her, a vampire named Vaeris...
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Post by Moira on Jul 5, 2004 3:39:05 GMT -5
I watch the rebel compound from my room across the street. I look out for any religious rebels but see none. This is so boring. But whatever, it's my job.
I look through the paper at some different articles. One is on the Eternal Light. Man, that would be really cool to kill one of thier leaders. I might even get a promotion.
I sit in my window perch and day dream about killing Rodthingy or Anutsaka.
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Post by Genovia on Jul 5, 2004 3:40:11 GMT -5
"No, leave me alone. Why does everyone come here? This is a hospital room, not a circus. Get lost."
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Post by Vaeris on Jul 5, 2004 3:46:04 GMT -5
Vaeris walks through the streets of Capital City, staying to the shadows. His cloak is drawn tightly around him, and his hood is pulled all the way down, obscuring his face. His shoulders are slumped and his head appears to be facing downwards, but he obviously can see where he is going, as his steps are sure. A strange scent clings to his body, a fetid mixture of blood and decay that seems to follow him wherever he goes.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 5, 2004 3:50:41 GMT -5
I reawaken from the shroud of Death itself. It is uncannialy like waking up from a long sleep. However I already have orders so I don't have time to explore the sensation. I dress in civilian clothes and teleport to within a block of I disagreeignment and wait for him to come to me...
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Post by Vaeris on Jul 5, 2004 3:54:24 GMT -5
I see her... standing there... something about her... memories... faded memories... something lost...
"Who are you?" I ask in a rasping voice.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 5, 2004 3:55:48 GMT -5
"I have no name, but most refer to me as Zero. You contacted the FRA concerning employment, am I correct?" she asks in a monotone.
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Post by Raven on Jul 5, 2004 3:57:55 GMT -5
i sigh and shake my head slightly. ...you never change much do you?..... i look around and then start walking towards the door, i stop and pick up her medical report, i glance it over. ...psychiatric evaluation((yes... i kno, i cant spell.... but its 4:30am so leave me alone)), . i glance over at her. ...so they did something to you?.... i frown and walk back towards her after putting it back. i cross my arms and lean agianst the wall, looking at sonjia.
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Post by Vaeris on Jul 5, 2004 3:59:54 GMT -5
Employment... yes... a job... death... I bring death... that is my job...
"Indeed I did." I reply warily, my hand straying to my belt.
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Post by Genovia on Jul 5, 2004 4:02:00 GMT -5
"I told you to get lost, clown. I won't recover any quicker when I've got moron's harrassing me all the time. Yeah, and just because I can't move doesn't mean I can't fight." I hit the buzzer by my bed.
"Nurse, nurse, get these idiots out of my room!!" I shout into the intercom.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 5, 2004 4:05:13 GMT -5
"You do not need weapons with me. I know you are one of the ones who has drank of the blood of Caine. Now, your assignment..." I withdraw from my trenchcoat a folder, which I hand to Vaeris.
"This is Peter 'The Owl.' He is an enemy of our way of life, as well as a destroyer of your kind. He was last reported outside of Paris. We will pay you $2 million just to fight him, regardless of the outcome. We will pay you $20 million if you kill him. Is it a deal?"
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Post by Vaeris on Jul 5, 2004 4:12:14 GMT -5
My... kind? What is my... kind? Drinker of the blood of Caine? I... do not... blood... fangs... sweet blood... I need it... I crave it... revenge... I must... I must...
"Very well. Where can I find this "Peter" you speak of?" I reply, relaxing my grip on my blade.
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