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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 15, 2004 1:53:32 GMT -5
As I round the corner I sigh... He is much like I was, depressed and impressionable. He needs help, which I am ill equipped to provide... I reach the next 'cab' and begin to check the transformers there.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Sept 15, 2004 1:57:11 GMT -5
"Counter-strike is like Aliens and People, except there are no aliens... So I guess you could say it's People and People... Or PnP for short."
I lean back on the chair.
"I don't really know how to make a website... Do any of the rebels? And for that matter, Wyrm's ego might get hit if we do a better one. He might play dirty, and give you spyware or something. After all, he is an anarchist..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 15, 2004 2:00:25 GMT -5
"We don't have to tell them about it. It could be our secret site, just for us and...the masses. " Bassarov laughs a little.
"well thanks for checking out my computer, can I do anything for you?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 15, 2004 2:12:13 GMT -5
I drift back into consiousness. The pain is really starting to bother me. I send a message to Despair:
Depair, could you please get me out of here, if just for a few minutes?
In preperation for his arrival I move into my wheelchair.
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Post by Despair on Sept 15, 2004 2:14:54 GMT -5
Despair feels a little like her personal care attendant, but doesn't mind.
He rushes right over and is ready to wheel her wherever she wants to go.
"And how are you feeling today, Zwei?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 15, 2004 2:17:03 GMT -5
"Sore, but somewhat happier now that you are here. Could we visit the park again?" I ask him in a cordial tone. My English is far improved from when I first met him, and it may just be an illusion but I do seem to ache less...
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Post by Despair on Sept 15, 2004 2:19:56 GMT -5
"Yes, I will take you to the park." He replies in a more robotic tone. He wheels her out of the HQ towards the park, Even though he doesn't need to, he doesn't mind wheeling her since it is another way to server her. "I am sorry about what happened before." He says as he stops by a bench. He sits down beside her.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 15, 2004 2:22:19 GMT -5
"About what?" I ask, honeslty not knowing what he means. "I am glad when you are around me. I sat for six hundred years without any social contact, and you are to me as what a human would call a friend."
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Post by Despair on Sept 15, 2004 2:23:38 GMT -5
"Nothing, Nevermind." he replies. "I am glad that I can be your friend. I think you help me as well. I do not have many friends either."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 15, 2004 2:26:20 GMT -5
"Oh. That is too bad. You are very understanding, and there are plenty of good machines in this world. You should try to meet one that is... compatible."
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Post by Despair on Sept 15, 2004 2:28:55 GMT -5
"No, that is fine. I am content with your company. I am, more than content." He turns towards her and picks up her small hand to hold it.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 15, 2004 2:30:43 GMT -5
"I do not understand this gesture. But if you enjoy it please go ahead. You have helped me in so many ways and I don't feel that I have adiquately repaid you. Is there any more I can do for you?"
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Post by Despair on Sept 15, 2004 2:33:00 GMT -5
"That is fine, I am happy to serve you and the future you will bring." He lets go of her hand and looks at the other people walking through the park.
"You can walk some, can't you? How far can you walk?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 15, 2004 2:43:11 GMT -5
"I... I don't know. I havent tried for so long." I grab ahold of Despair's shoulder and drag msyelf to my feet. I pick a tree about 50 feet away and begin to walk to it. I take several minutes to walk to it, but I succeed. "Is this good?"
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Sept 15, 2004 2:43:57 GMT -5
I lean back even further in the chair. My posture is horrible.
"There are a few things come to mind."
I fold my hands behind my head.
"Although I don't know if Jack T. Chick would approve of them, so maybe I should just keep it to myself."
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