Josh the Crash Master
Senior Member
Libertarian Skater
Hello Mr. Six-pack of Confidence, I'm glad to see you've already met, Ms. 12-oz. of Lonliness.
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Post by Josh the Crash Master on Dec 31, 2004 14:22:17 GMT -5
((It would seem that I'm the only anarchist who pays attention to the things that are going on, or I might have misinterpreted something, or I could've have dreamed this, but I'm sure I read it.
1) Antero and Sasha were both dragged away by Draconis Freud to the Ministry of Physchology.
2) Simona Weil is dead, or something like that I presume since she keeps saying she is.
3) I RPed that Josh was in a comepletly seperate cell, and no FRA people corrected me, so I would assume that everyone else was put into individual cells as well.
4) The cells don't really matter anymore because Lady Blue, as Lt. Gurney, said that we were all taken to seperate rooms on the ship, pardoned, and given an apology for the shelling on the Anarchist House.
I'm sure that I read this on the last thread, but it could've been the one before it.))
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Post by Zinn on Dec 31, 2004 14:30:41 GMT -5
((I haven't been here, so I was guessing. I will alter my posts accordingly. Thank you.))
"Get whoever is on the ship. I don't really know who's here."
Zinn sighs. She uses her locator ability to find everyone.
"Cell block 7, which is this one, cells 7-16."
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Post by Samuel on Dec 31, 2004 14:41:31 GMT -5
((Not a problem))
Samuel laughed, a mixture of joy and amusement.
"You don't deserve me?" He said, laughing uproarously. "I think your a little confused, Winter. But let's not argue over who loves who more, I don't want us t start bicker over something we both already know the answer to." He said, his laughter dying don to a few chuckles and a smile.
He kissed her again, this one much longer than the last one. He was overjoyed to have Winter right here again, and to hear her say she loved him so much... frosting on the cake, as it were.
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Post by Lena on Dec 31, 2004 16:14:39 GMT -5
"Well, it's only natural that you assumed that. I would really have no clue what love was or anything outside of my village along with the elders if my mother had not been the adventurer she was." Lena says, sitting with her legs under her and her hands in her lap. "Peter, I'm so happy I've been able to help you. I always try to help people, but most of the time they don't accept it or I somehow make it worse."
She slightly sighs before smiling again.
(This'll be my only post today, just so you know.)
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Post by Michael- The Demon Eater on Dec 31, 2004 16:49:47 GMT -5
Michael glances down the line of cells. "Well, everything is open. If their here, their free to get out of their cells." The demon hunter lays his scythe across his shoulders and walks down the cell block, glancing in each cell. "Hey! Get out here, I ain't got all day!"
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Dec 31, 2004 16:55:03 GMT -5
"And I'm thankful for the help, even though it ended up being for nothing. Hope can find her own way back. And now," Peter shifts his position slightly because one of his legs is falling asleep, "I want to help you. No matter what Elbereth says, I can't make myself trust her fully. But if she was telling the truth, and she does have your sister, then we have to go find her."
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Post by Zinn on Dec 31, 2004 17:07:18 GMT -5
"Tell me murderer, have I just sold my soul? As an atheist, I do not believe in such things. It is a fanciful, lovely idea though. Something that makes people special," Zinn asks, addressing Michael.
"I don't know why your organization has taken such an interest in me, really. First I get a visit from a ghost, and now you. I hate your organization, and everything it stands for, yet I have never raised a molotov thingytail to you. Why me?"
Zinn bites her lip as the anarchists begin to exit.
She relaxes, and puts her hands in her pocket. Her guard is down. She no longer makes any threatening moves. She is distracted by an idea.
"Why do you work for LIF? Unless you are some sort of genetic experiment, that wasn't a human tongue."
((Yeah, since none of the other anarchists or capitalists are on, if you just wanna grab Zinn, it's all good.))
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Post by Michael- The Demon Eater on Dec 31, 2004 17:27:07 GMT -5
"Not your soul. Just your mind. And maybe your body. Food, mostly." Michael looks into one of the cells. It's empty. "I think your mates are long gone. Either sold you out, or they've had the massive weight of the own heads lifted from their shoulders."
Michael walks back towards Zinn, scythe still over his shoulders. "Human I ain't. Not anymore anyway. I suppose you know about demons? Possess people sometimes? Well," Michael smiles, his fangs pronounced against his other teeth, "I possessed back. Funny how life ends up."
The demon hunter yawns, taking his scythe down, resting it against the metal floor. "I eat demons. Literally. The LIF points me towards them, even supplies me with them when I can't hunt enough, and I do a little work for them in exchange. Win win."
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Post by Satsujin on Dec 31, 2004 17:32:16 GMT -5
Satsujin haulted and turned ever so slowly towards Anutsaka, speaking as he did.
"Me.. need help?"
He looked at Anutsaka right in the eyes, his own black pools burning with darkness.
"No, I think it is you that will need help..."
Dark energy began to form around Satsujin's hand. He was weak, but not weak enough to take out someone like this. The energy ball formed as he turns around completely, throwing the black orb the short distance toward Anutsaka with explosive force.
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Post by Zinn on Dec 31, 2004 17:33:52 GMT -5
"Are you sure you're the one in control?" Zinn asks. Her voice is quiet, but there is something intense about her gaze. There is something as bright and sharp as steel behind her eyes.
"I think they'll be able to make it out on their own. I believe in personal responsibility. I suppose I should hold up my end of the bargain now, right?"
Zinn holds out her hand.
"I will do everything within my power to obstruct whatever you are trying to do after this, of course."
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Post by Michael- The Demon Eater on Dec 31, 2004 17:42:26 GMT -5
Michael looks away from Zinn's eyes. She's got some kind of weird look. She might be trying to get into his head... into their head.
"Naturally," says Michael, regaining his voice, "And I'm sure that the mistress will be glad to let you try. She likes a challenge. Strange woman, Mary Warren."
Michael takes Zinn's hand and uses it to pull her closer, hugging her against his chest. "Sorry, cutey, but you have to be close for my kinda magic." Smiling again, the color fades out of Michael and Zinn, fading to black, and then losing shape, becoming shadows.
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Post by Zinn on Dec 31, 2004 17:47:44 GMT -5
Zinn sees blurry faces for a second, feels something sharp, and then blacks out.
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Post by Michael- The Demon Eater on Dec 31, 2004 17:51:46 GMT -5
"Hey, wake up. Not that I don't enjoy having an attract woman passed out in my arms." They are solid once more, standing in a small room with metal walls. "Too much for you? And I tired to be gentle." Michael laughs.
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Mary Warren
Senior Member
LIF Council Member
"From what's I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favour fire."
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Post by Mary Warren on Dec 31, 2004 18:27:26 GMT -5
Mary Warren enters.
"This is not a laughing matter Michael. This is a grave matter. Ms. Zinner doesn't know, but she will bring about a new era. I feel guilty about this. Our organization is sworn to protect humanity. However, she will save countless other lives. She is the solution, Michael."
Mary puts the small tranquilizer gun back into her pocket.
"The scientists can take it from here."
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Post by Michael- The Demon Eater on Dec 31, 2004 19:25:25 GMT -5
"Whatever. You wanted her alive, and I came through." Michael throws the woman over his shoulder. "Which lab to a dump her in?"
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