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Post by Despair on Sept 12, 2004 0:54:41 GMT -5
The fire burns Despair's clothes, and he is forced to back away so he can douse the flames
"The elf is stronger than I thought. I am going to call for help."
He uses mechanical telepathy to contact Anguish, another Red Infinity machine, to aid in the battle
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Sept 12, 2004 0:54:53 GMT -5
Linnea makes a face. "I suppose I have to."
She truges out of the metro and onto the street to Keito's office.
She walked in the office and stood there saying nothing.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 12, 2004 0:58:13 GMT -5
Bassarov takes a sip of tea and starts to cough a little
"Things have been busy, and I think I have a cold. I had signs a few days ago. I should rest more." Bassarov replies.
"But they have been better. I don't have time to think about the Ministry of Terror which is why it doesn't bother me. I suppose if I stopped for too long, I might have to think about such things. What about you? Are you happy here with the rebels? Is there anything I can do to make you more welcome?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 12, 2004 0:58:24 GMT -5
"NOOOO!!!!" I scream as Despair is burned. I half leap, half fall out of my wheelchair. I then crawl back to my feet and divert every amp of available energy to my electron gun, until it's set 'hot' enough to flash vaporize steel. "Surrender you mortal piece of nuts and I might not kill you!" I say as I aim the device at Brady, the static charge making his hair stand on end.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 12, 2004 1:02:39 GMT -5
"Have you gone to a doctor?" Andrew asks.
"I'm fine, really. I feel really welcome. Really. Everything is fine. I don't age, so what I saw could be a hundred years from now. Who knows what could happen between then and now," Andrew says. He doesn't sound sure of himself though.
Andrew also takes a sip of his tea.
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Post by Machiavelli on Sept 12, 2004 1:02:41 GMT -5
(I must go...work beckons in a few hours...)
Mac gets an evil smirk on his face.
"Well i have an idea my friend...Why not let me burn them and scar their perfect frail flesh. Or maybe we could take a few lessons from Kassenia and humiliate them a bit. Something like that. I am partial to the acid however..."
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Post by Keitoleinen on Sept 12, 2004 1:03:51 GMT -5
"I will tell you what. Find me another woman. One as pretty as you, and I will let Garret go. Does that sound better, my lovely angel?" He touches her face and kisses her lips.
"Something as pure and good as you should not be tainted by the likes of me anyway." he concedes.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Sept 12, 2004 1:05:02 GMT -5
Linnea backed away. "Don't touch me. Your disgusting. So who do you suggest? And how do i know that they are good enough for you"
(sorry gotta go i have to work tomorrow too. nine hours *sigh*)
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Devin
Senior Member
Green Party Writer
In suffering, bliss becomes all the clearer...
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Post by Devin on Sept 12, 2004 1:07:35 GMT -5
"I see."
Devin takes back the paper, folding it neatly and putting it back in his jacket.
"I shouldn't have expected you would comment on it. That was stupid of me. What was more stupid is knowing that I would be depressed by your lack of a comment, but still thinking it... Oh well... I bet the other poetry you have read is better anyway."
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Post by H-008 on Sept 12, 2004 1:08:40 GMT -5
Seven is bored and hungry. It decides to drop by the League of the Godless and see if they have any spare prisoners lying around, waiting to be tortured.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 12, 2004 1:10:34 GMT -5
"Medical care is only available to party members, and we have not yet reopened the rebel clinic." Bassarov explains
"There aren't many political people like you around here, so I know it must be hard. Lysander is about your age, but not very serious or dedicated yet. Garret is also a Marxist but the same can be said of him. The only others are Mischa and I. So it is no fault of yours, it is just the circumstances."
Bassarov decides not to push this any further.
"I should go soon. Was there anything else you wanted to discuss? I am in a chatting mood."
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Post by Keitoleinen on Sept 12, 2004 1:13:39 GMT -5
"I just want someone pretty and young. If you have doubts, enlist a guy, they can help you find someone who suits me."
Keitoleinen returns to his desk and gets back to his work, looking over files on religious rebels
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Post by Kaschei on Sept 12, 2004 1:18:04 GMT -5
"Since they all love peace, let me show them the ravages of war!!" He mass time-teleports all of the Ministry of Peace people to Hiroshima after the dropping of the atomic bomb.
There, the city is in ruins, and those who survived are severly burnt and injurred.
A man walks by missing part of his skull.
"I will let you stay here for a while. Don't let the radiation get to you!!" He laughs and teleports back.
Leaving them in such deep suffering and destruction is the best torture he can think of.
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Post by LuLu on Sept 12, 2004 1:20:01 GMT -5
((I gotta go to bed I got church in the morning. And I'm gothic so *sigh* see ya))
I nuzzle close to David and fall asleep in his arms. "Never let me go. Please."
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 12, 2004 1:21:45 GMT -5
"Hmmm, I don't want to worry you, but you should probably see a doctor... actually you know what, I could probably get you one. I lived on a communal farm in New Zealand, so we have a resident doctor, and there's a hospital in the area available for farmers and associates. My father is close friends with Dr. Anders who has some rebel sympathies. I could organize a checkup if you don't mind taking a short trip to New Zealand."
Andrew gives a weak smile. "I am not very good at small talk."
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