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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 17, 2004 19:21:18 GMT -5
I awaken to find myself alone in bed. It seems I have been sleeping in as of late... I quickly dress and brush my hair, and then head out to the kitchen, hoping against hope that someone had already made coffee...
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Quana
Senior Member
Ursarian Anarchist
No thanks. I'd rather rule myself. Duh! Thats why I am an anarchist!
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Post by Quana on Sept 17, 2004 19:22:40 GMT -5
I'd like to stay with people with my own view points. I tried the communist thing and the Maoist thing and I even tried the democracy thing. Nothing works for me except Anarchism.Why do you ask?
She picks up the trunk as if it weighs nothing and points to some bags.
You can carry those. They arent as heavy. Be careful. My testtubes and makeup are in one of them.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 17, 2004 19:22:42 GMT -5
Andrew snaps back to reality. It is morning, and Elijah has left. Andrew curses himself for falling out of reality again. It seems to happen frequently. At least this time he is still in his apartment. This time, he saw an angel dying. It was an echo of the past. He hopes it is not an omen of things to come.
Andrew makes himself some breakfast, showers, washes up, changes, and then goes up to the roof of his building to practice fighting. He stretches, and then practices some moves. His fighting style is a combination of acrobatics and martial arts. His cane makes a whipping noise as he swings it around, attacking invisible enemies.
Andrew will try to contact Elijah later to apoligize. He also wants to get together with Sayuka. He hasn't seen her in a while. He also thinks he should introduce Elijah to Linnea.
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Post by Deetric Proudmore on Sept 17, 2004 19:22:48 GMT -5
"We'll tell them to truth. It will help Linette see what could happen to her if she doesn't control her evil side. Lysander already knows the deal. Lilith doesn't even know her brother...
I'm going to fix him. He's my son. He's our son. I mean, he's only a week old, he'll come around."
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Post by Serena on Sept 17, 2004 19:23:15 GMT -5
"How old are you exactly?" This is all pretty interesting. I am not usually one for learning about ancient races and stuff, but it gives me insight about my own life and people
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Post by AliciaSpinnett on Sept 17, 2004 19:24:23 GMT -5
Alicia smiled and carried the bags with ease. "So how old are you?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 17, 2004 19:26:51 GMT -5
"Good morning Zero, Lysander and Anna are gone. Anutsaka brought me some medicine. I am not sure it will work, but I am going to try it."
Bassarov goes to the kitchen and pours himself some of the coffee that he made.
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Post by Helene on Sept 17, 2004 19:29:05 GMT -5
Helene shakes her hair some more. A few glass shards fall out.
-d**nit, how much glass is left on me? Ow... I've never been thrown ANYWHERE by any of my children.-
She starts to walk to the bathroom.
-WE will fix him. We made him, I had him, we will fix him. Hopefully, he wouldn't have us put on the Ministry of Terror hit list otherwise we are shot to nuts.-
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 17, 2004 19:29:46 GMT -5
"Ah, good. I hope you feel better soon." I pour myself some coffee and drink it just as fast. I sit down at the table. "So, what's for breakfast?"
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Post by Damascus on Sept 17, 2004 19:31:03 GMT -5
Damascus sighed. Alright, so it was Moscow and not Beijing. He took the booth to Mosocw, the second capitial of the world. He shook his head as he exited the telportation device. It said that on a sign outside the city limits, stupid stupid. He scratched his cheek and then walked onward, headed in a B line for the Ministry of Terror. He looked at the tall building and walked in. He saw a list of rebels that were in. He looked down the list and didn't spot any name that clicked, so he asked to see the Minister. Maybe the guy who ran the place could give him something to help kill the time, who knows how much he'd wasted along his two billion something year life span already.
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Quana
Senior Member
Ursarian Anarchist
No thanks. I'd rather rule myself. Duh! Thats why I am an anarchist!
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Post by Quana on Sept 17, 2004 19:31:27 GMT -5
Quana yawns.
I am 26. Atleast thats how old I think I am. When I was born is somewhat of a mystery. How old are you?
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 17, 2004 19:31:56 GMT -5
"I really don't eat as much as you do, Zero. I just had some toast. You could have some toast and Nutella." Bassarov suggests.
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Post by AliciaSpinnett on Sept 17, 2004 19:32:33 GMT -5
Alicia smiled. "I am 17. Not very old." Alicia laughed.
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Post by Deetric Proudmore on Sept 17, 2004 19:33:53 GMT -5
"Don't worry love, this will all work out. But for now... I think we should take Linette and go to India like we planned."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 17, 2004 19:35:36 GMT -5
"That would be good enough for now... I'm sorry if you think I eat too much, but I really don't have much of a choice. Compared to yours my body is very inefficient." I chuckle a little. "It's funny... I'm superhumanly strong and tough, but my body is inefficient."
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