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Post by Jace on Jan 8, 2005 0:19:40 GMT -5
The bed felt the same but then agian not the same. The sun would be up soon and i still had this need to finish this painting. so i start on it and start to drift off.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 8, 2005 0:20:11 GMT -5
(the profile thing was just my sense of humor. I have to add some comic relief or I'm not Freak Boy, lol. I do like the whole thing where we're at least doing this cooperatively, so this is fine.)
Freak Boy read it over and shook it's head.
"Search and destroy, apparently. It was supposed to wipe out all rebel opposition, don't see how if there's only one though... there may be more, but that's just my opinion." Freak Boy said to Bassarov and the others in the room as he continued hacking through the files.
"Access schematics..." he said as he attempted to access the blueprints to this android.
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 8, 2005 0:21:46 GMT -5
ERROR: File Named "Schematics" Not Found! |
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 8, 2005 0:22:53 GMT -5
Freak Boy rolled his eyes... picky new system. Now he'd have to do it the old fashioned way.
"Browse system files..."
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Post by Lena on Jan 8, 2005 0:26:18 GMT -5
"Well, there was fish, many kinds of fruits..." Lena thinks, it seemed like years since she'd last saw her village, not just a few days ago. She suddenly feels that Lana felt fine, and slightly sighs with relief. "Oh, well, some eatable plants.. I'm sorry, I guess I'm a bit out of it right now."
She says, looking toward Peter with a small smile, rubbing the back of her neck. It was true, she had so many other things on her mind, she could hardly even remember what she had ate at her home. "I'm sure which ever place you pick will be fine, I trust your judgment."
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Post by Dante "the Vulture" on Jan 8, 2005 0:27:01 GMT -5
Dante takes Raine's hand, and watches with an arched eyebrow as she starts skipping. When she starts walking, he look forward at nothing, thinking.
When they enter into Raine's room, Dante looks around, casually, checking for possible threats. It was second hand by this time.
He sat down on the bed. He tested its firmness, then lies down on it, lacing his fingers behind his head and staring at the ceiling.
"This is only slightly worse than my room. But only because my room isn't in an old metro. Its fairly new, in fact, and the upkeep is amazing." He commented. "I have alot of personal possesions too, so my room is cluttered with stuff I've collected over the years."
He looked at Raine from his lying down position, not saying anything, just looking at her. Well, to be completly accurate, looking at her back.
"This is the second time in my life I've ever been in a girls room." He said, the fact suddenly striking him. "Its not a whole lot different from a few guys that I know's rooms. Womena dn girls aren't so bad either, its just that I've noticed that because of our difference we don't hang around those of the opposite sex as much as those of our own, whom we can relate to. Maybe that's why boys, and some men, feel so off balanced speaking to a girl, or woman. Its because we don't see any 'see-able' similarities. So, we have to talk to each other, which is bad enough because you don't know each other, added to the fact that your dealing with a completly different pespective all together."
It sounded stupid to him, pointing out the obvious, but he was only speaking what came to mind, giving voice to his thoughts.
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 8, 2005 0:28:03 GMT -5
System Files: RI: Systemworks RI: Anti-Rebellion Opperations Archetype 401: Diagrams and Charts Archetype 401: Figures and Numbers Archetype 401: Communications Archetype 401: Defence Archetype 401: Combat Opperations, Evasive, Manuvering Archtype 401: Tactical and Stratigic Support Archetype 401: Logic Processing Prototype 5.0 Scroll Down The files are endless. Numerous chapters ranging from how to survey in different weather to what speeds to travle on which terrain durring what time of day. The scroll bar is long complicated. Looks like a lot of informtaion. |
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Post by Shade Gi on Jan 8, 2005 0:30:22 GMT -5
"Sounds like fun. Lead on."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 8, 2005 0:30:34 GMT -5
"My friends, we've hit the jackpot.
"Download all." Freak Boy said as he typed and set the destination as his laptop.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 8, 2005 0:32:32 GMT -5
"I just want to make sure I'm not going to posion you." The taxi stops and they get out. After paying the driver, Peter turns away from the road and towards the rebel's gathering place. "Well," he says to Lena, "This is the place. If the rebels around about we can find them here."
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 8, 2005 0:33:04 GMT -5
The progress bar for downloading the files begins to creep across the screen until suddenly-- -- ERROR: Encrypted files unable to transfer. Illegal action preformed. Please contact the Engineer General at Ministry of Terror Headquarters. Relaying location… now.As the error message flashes franticly across the screen, you hear a 'creak' sound and a finger of Archetype's twitches spazmoticly. Error. Error. Error. Abort. Abort. Abort. |
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 8, 2005 0:35:29 GMT -5
Freak Boy typed like a madman and immediatly cut off the transferrance, shutting down the external communications systems. He quickly shuts down the motors, re-establishing control in the central processing unit. It wasn't easy and his fingers were going to be blistered from the mad man typing he did to get it done so quickly. He let out a deep breath...
"Ok, that wasn't smart... I guess I'll just have to keep reading without this... hold up... Wyrm, do you think you can break the encryptions on these files?"
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Post by Lena on Jan 8, 2005 0:37:20 GMT -5
Lena laughs slightly. "Poison me? I doubt you could do that unless it was something that could also poison a human." With that, Lena begins to walk toward the base, hoping her sister would know to go there. If there was any place Lana would go, at least sometime, it would be the rebel base.. she hoped. She glances over her shoulder at Peter, with a light smile, her first real one after a while.
"Comin'?"
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 8, 2005 0:37:39 GMT -5
The mechanical voice slowly fades away until it is silent, growing deeper and slower until it shuts off once more. The red light upon the Android's forehead now flashes steadily, however...
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 8, 2005 0:38:38 GMT -5
Freak Boy looked at the red light in a concerned way as he hacked the CPU once more to learn what the flashing light meant.
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