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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 4:27:27 GMT -5
the new thread.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 21:43:44 GMT -5
"Yes, I can admit that there are times when I am not exactly loyal to Mischa. When I am angry, bored, enthused about something, tired, frustrated, creative.." Bassarov stops.
"I may have a slight history of womanizing, but that doesn't mean that I am against women. Whenever I am with feminists I always feel as though they really dislike me." Bassarov admits.
"But I am just being paranoid or guilty or...I don't know what. Anyway, it is good to see you again and sorry I treated you with such caution."
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Post by Elisabeth "BB" Wolfe on Dec 16, 2004 21:51:39 GMT -5
"Vossya, I know you don't hate women. Don't worry about it. Just because I decided that I wanted to join a feminist group, it doesn't mean I suddenly want to curb stomp you or something. I think that's just some of your personal guilt manifesting itself. That happens to everyone. I think it's part of the human experience. Anyway, how goes the campaign? IUPO is useless. That's why I left. I'm not interested in violence, but neutrality was so d**n hard to maintain."
BB stops abruptly.
"So, what have you been up to?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 21:55:55 GMT -5
"All of the rebel movements are pretty bad off, but we are rebuilding at the moment. I never knew much about the IUPO, and can understand why a nuetral group might not last long. As for what I have been up to, let me think. I have mostly been staying here in Helsinki working with Mischa to rebuild the socialist movement. That is difficult since Red Infinity has done a good job of discrediting socialism. Other than that...well... I have a son now, his name is Lysander. He is in Capital City so I don't see him very much."
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Post by Elisabeth "BB" Wolfe on Dec 16, 2004 21:59:09 GMT -5
"Hmm, IUPO is actually still around, and doing quite well. You just don't hear much about them, because Red Infinity takes credit for most of the things that IUPO does. Oh wow, a son... I'll have to meet him some time. Red Infinity does seem to have everyone at a disadvantage right now. Still, I'm sure we'll pull through."
BB pauses.
"What's he like anyway? Lin-Sat. I never got to meet him. Is he anything like Alexei?"
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Post by Draconius Freud on Dec 16, 2004 22:01:00 GMT -5
I wander into the room where Dr. Murdock is interrogating the alleged Freak Boy, somewhat excitedly. At last, a chance to examine such a diseased mind! I can hardly wait.
"Good day, Dr. Murdock," I say cheerfully, ignoring the screaming young man strapped to the chair.
"Might I be of assistance?"
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Dec 16, 2004 22:03:11 GMT -5
Peter rubs his eyes. He'd been staring at the burned our summoning circle for almost an hour now. It was time to go, time to... time to train. He'd have to change.
"Hope, Linda, I'm going back to the training grounds. I'll see you there."
Peter closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. His body thickens, increasing his height noticably. The blonde of his hair fades away into a gull silver. When his eyes open once more they are once again dim green.
Peter straightens, drawing up to his full height. He slowly raisies his hands, looking at them in silence. "Strange," he says in his monotoned, emotionless voice, "It's like I never felt anything at all. Curious. I will have to study this effect another time."
Without farther speech, he holds out his hand and opens one of his shimmering white portals a few feet infront himself.
"Return to the farm as soon as you can. We are no match for Satsujin as we are now." Peter steps through the portal and warps back to the farm.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 22:03:13 GMT -5
"He is part nymph so he grew at an accelerated rate. He is 18 now, not very serious, and dating a capitalist. If you are ever in Capital City, look him up. I would like to know what he is up to." Bassarov replies.
"Yes, well, it is hard to build any sort of rebel movement when there are these strange and powerful threats to the world. Last month it was Zwei, this month it is some Finnish god. As if dealing with Red Infinity isn't enough..."
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Post by Dr. Andrea Murdock on Dec 16, 2004 22:08:10 GMT -5
((Goodnight everyone.))
"Hmmm.... well Draconius, I suppose it wouldn't hurt. Please don't damage him physically though," Dr. Murdock says, turning to the dragon.
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 16, 2004 22:10:17 GMT -5
"You are all bastards!" he shouted, blood flowing from his cut up mouth. The words came out barely understandable, but barely doesn't mean they weren't.
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Post by Draconius Freud on Dec 16, 2004 22:16:49 GMT -5
"Of course, Dr. Murdock," I say, switching off the chair.
"Now now, Freak Boy, was it? There is no need for such vulgarity. I am here to help you."
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 16, 2004 22:20:17 GMT -5
His left arm was free. There was a possibility he could break free now...
"You're with Red Infinity... you're all the same... You promise one thing and give another! Say you'll help someone, then once they've been exploited to their full extent, you shoot them in the head!" Freak Boy shouted. He tried to lunge forward and attack in rage, but the constraint on his right arm held him tightly.
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Post by Draconius Freud on Dec 16, 2004 22:26:08 GMT -5
"Now now," I say, emitting a powerful calming aura.
"There is no need for violence. I am a student of the great Freud, I am only here to help you. I bear you no ill will."
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 16, 2004 22:28:23 GMT -5
Freak Boy relaxed, but only slightly. He sat back down and looked at this... student of Freud.
"Aerostotl was a pupil of Sacratese. Aerostotl was also a bigot and possibly the most arrogant greek to be spawned... Then again, Sacratese was a pupil of Plato and he was a great man. Which are you? Are you Sacratese or Aerostotl?"
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Post by Draconius Freud on Dec 16, 2004 22:33:45 GMT -5
"If you must classify me, I'd much prefer to be called a Socrates than an Aristotle, but it matters not. I studied at the feet of Dr. Freud himself, and he taught me all that there is to know, for the betterment of all who live upon this world."
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