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Post by Garret thingysure on Jan 6, 2005 11:45:34 GMT -5
Garret is a little confused when Ruth doesn't answer him. He is especially confused when she makes some remarks about wanting to punch a rebel in the nose. "Oh...you work for Red Infinity?" He asks as he puts his hands behind his head lazily.
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Post by Despair on Jan 6, 2005 11:48:16 GMT -5
Despair watches as visitor after visitor comes for Iris. He is growing impatient and knows that their time is limited. "Would you like to go for a walk outside, Iris? It is getting stuffy in here." He finally states.
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Jan 6, 2005 11:54:36 GMT -5
Kautsky spends the day working in the crystal mines. He is exhausted by the time he is done with his work day. But no matter how tired he is, he always has energy for his letters. He enjoys letter writing above all other things. He sits at his desk and sees that Freak Boy, now Che, responded to him. His crow tells him that Daniel is confused, which, Kautsky is understanding of. He writes the men each a letter.
Dear Che, My crow told me that a decedant of Juan Peron has joined the FRA. I was wondering if you could find anything about that for me. I am not against the FRA and am sure they are a lovely bunch of capitalists. I simply wanted to know what they are up to. Otherwise, things are going well here in Siberia. I have been working hard has always. I am trying to build the democratic socialist movement. Tell me, which location sounds better to you...France or Sweden? I am trying to decide where our HQ will be. your friend Kautsky
The letter magically appears on Che's table as soon as it is completed.
He then starts the letter for Daniel...
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Post by Ezra Weil on Jan 6, 2005 11:57:21 GMT -5
Ezra waits patiently beside Lady Blue, but his patience is growing thing. He knows that she has important things to do, and he is curious about this new FRA member who seems to be related to Peron. He follows her about the ship and finally speaks up again. "Listen...my name is Ezra Weil. I know you are busy but I came here for my sister's remains." He says to her.
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Jan 6, 2005 12:02:34 GMT -5
Feeling suddenly inspired, Kautsky completes the letter to Daniel Stinnin.
My dear socialist student, I know that you must be confused by these letters and by the poltical events around you. But joining a rebel movement is not suicide. Actually, the democratic socialists get along with both Stalinists and Capitalists when we have to. We are reformists and all that we desire from Red Infinity is democratization and marketization. We are the least of their concerns.
I would meet you personally, but am a prisoner in Siberia. I was imprisoned here seven years ago because of my role as a political leader. But let this not disuade you from joining my cause. I am the only democratic socialist in prison at this time.
In any event, I think that your magical powers would make you an asset to our group. I have a few magical powers myself, hence the letters that keep appearing in random places. But my powers are weak, nothing at all compared to those of the Dungeon Master.
So my dear socialist student and dungeon master, I bid you farewell and consider what I have said.
-Kautsky
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 6, 2005 12:05:22 GMT -5
Bassarov plans out the Sunday meeting. It will be to discuss the FRA and the revived 2nd International. He hops in the shower and thinks about these rebel rivals. He wonders how Freakboy, Riku, and Ludda are doing and worries about their safety.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 6, 2005 12:54:22 GMT -5
"Indeed. It's one of my favorites."
Peter looks out the window at the passing country side. "Hey, there's the city." He stands and walks over to the window. Helsinki is just coming into view.
"Looks like we'll be there in another hour or two."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 6, 2005 13:17:43 GMT -5
Dan sets the latest letter down and sighs. "d**n it... he's not going to leave me alone until I talk to him. Well, nothing else to do for it." Dan stands up and stretches. He'd find a way to go out there this weekend. Maybe then he could get this guy to leave him alone.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Jan 6, 2005 13:57:46 GMT -5
Andrew decides he needs to find another apartment. Perhaps if he gets a room mate who is not a rebel, he will avoid having his apartment destroyed again.
Andrew gets a classifieds, and selects a name at random.
"Hello, my name is Andrew Kasher. I was wondering if..."
Andrew is abrubtly cut off.
"Ohwowareyoucallingabouttheapartmentgreatyeswe'llhhavesomuchfunlotsandlotsandlots!!!!!!!!!"
Andrew hangs up, and decides that he needs to be more selective when looking for an apartment and a room mate.
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Ruth
Senior Member
Christian Socialist Extremist
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Post by Ruth on Jan 6, 2005 14:25:58 GMT -5
((Sorry, I missed your earlier post))
Ruth was amazed to actually get a response from someone that didn't involve them walking quickly away. She scuffed her food across the ground in a little arc.
"No, no... I don't work for Red Infinity... Um... Do you?"
Perhaps this person would no something about those in the rebel camp, but if they were a firm supporter of the government, she didn't want to wind up getting sent to the Ministry of Terror for some "fun and games". If only the rebels had some secret handshake. But, perhaps they did and she didn't know what it was.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 6, 2005 15:22:01 GMT -5
Iris looked around the room, and she looked at her mother. Her mother looked at equally stressed as Iris felt. "Sure stuffy and crowded. I don't understand why so many people want to talk to me," Iris got up and followed Despair.
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Kira
New Member
Red Infinity Actress
Life's a stage.
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Post by Kira on Jan 6, 2005 16:44:01 GMT -5
The Ministry of Information: I have been here before. I climb the familiar steps to the front doors and open them with flair, still holding the audition sheet, filled out and ready, in my hand.
I had never met Dr. Murdock, always meeting with directors and casting agents on my previous visits, but the fliers for casting a new government propaganda film said that we were to meet directly with her. I had scheduled an appointment, and now, wearing a sleek white suit, well pressed, and feeling a bit of nervousness- I clear my throat and toss back my hair from my shoulders, intilling a bit more confidence. Every meeting, conversation, piece of life, could be gotten through easier if one just realized what part they were playing, and today... I would be confident. I approached the secretary's desk. He looked up from filing some papers while talking on the phone. Not even breaking his conversation, he nodded toward the large oak doors as if I should enter. I smiled at him and then knocked confidently on the doors.
What an honor this would be, meeting the Minister of Information.
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Post by Raine on Jan 6, 2005 17:10:51 GMT -5
Raine dropped her cigarette on the ctreet before proceeding to squish it with her rfoot. She sighed and started walking on the sidewalk of a main street.There were many tourists and people in the streets.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 6, 2005 18:00:14 GMT -5
"Che" knocked on the door to Bassarov's appartment. He then continued holding his cake with two hands, waiting for Bassarov to answer.
Freak Boy looked different. His hair was longer--well, longer than it already was, and he was starting to get more facial hair. Those were the subtle changes though. He walked with a very noticeable limp and, should you see his chest, there is a pretty big scar about 3 inches from his lungs and right through one of his ribs.
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Post by Despair on Jan 6, 2005 18:01:39 GMT -5
"They all want to talk to you, Iris, because...you are going to be an important part of Red Infinity. But you don't have to do anything you don't want to...you know..." Despair says as they walk the hospital grounds outside.
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