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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 12, 2005 14:15:22 GMT -5
"Face it! You're nothing but another pawn of the opressive regime that is Red Infinity! You're attacking me and you don't even know who I am, what I did or who will be affected by your actions... are you so brainwashed by Red Infinity that you can't see how they're using you?!" Freak Boy asked, tucking and rolling out of the lollipop's path and sending another round of bullets at her.
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Post by Josef Stalin on Jan 12, 2005 14:17:05 GMT -5
Stalin arrived at Lin-Sat's office and knocked on the door, hoping to be able to meet with him.
"Mighty Lin-Sat? Are you in?" Stalin asked, waiting for permission to enter, unlike with Violet or anyone else.
(Post to Lin-Sat)
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Lolita
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Post by Lolita on Jan 12, 2005 14:19:34 GMT -5
I flutter around the room trying to avoid the bullets. "I am not brainwashed. I believe in Red Infinity. I have read about you Freakboy and I know what kind of person you are!!"
On of the bullets hits my right wing and I fall onto his couch.
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Post by Ahriman on Jan 12, 2005 14:27:20 GMT -5
"You know, you're a real pain in the ass to track down. I can't believe the Anti Sex Scouts found you before I did. How embarrassing."
My voice permeates the air along with a metallic sliding sound. I appear behind Freakboy, my .50 handgun aiming at his back.
"And you're still alive to add insult to injury."
I fire a single, well aimed round at Freakboy.
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Post by Hera on Jan 12, 2005 14:28:00 GMT -5
It has been so long since I have done anything for the Ministry of War. I decide that I should travel to Helsinki and do something for Donald Morton. Who should I attack? What should I do to please him.
There is a cease fire between Red Infinity and the LIF. If there wasn't I would attack an LIF agent. That doesn't mean I can't spy on them. I start looking around the city for any stray LIFers.
I wonder what happened to dear doctor Yuber?
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Lolita
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Post by Lolita on Jan 12, 2005 14:31:17 GMT -5
Ahriman is here so I teleport back to the ASS base. I don't want to get in his way
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2005 14:32:07 GMT -5
((Well, I had thought that I had started to head down to the dungons, but I will make allowances for you, Mischa.))
The door to my room bursts open as I am kicking the clean clothes that I just washed for bassarov (which indeed is not a normal action that I would do) and I suddenly find myself facing a gun and a man weilding it that I have never seen before.
He obviously knows Bassarov and has come here looking for him, unfortunately, he is not here. This guy looks as if he is about to snap, nostrils flaring, eyes all crazy looking. I would rather not be shot up, although it has never put much of a hold on my life before, so I will remain calm and somehow kill him before he can put any of those slugs in me.
I sit down on the edge of my bed, now minus one of my favorite velvet blankets.
"If only I knew. He has, how shall we say?... flown the coop, like a magician "poof", but then, he does have so many talents."
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Post by Nova Kollontai on Jan 12, 2005 14:36:15 GMT -5
I return to Helsinki with Karina, Zero, and Sephos. I sit on a chair and turn to Karina. "So who is that guy you rescued?"
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jan 12, 2005 14:37:50 GMT -5
((Thank you.))
I clear my throat, and do my best to remain calm. I do not need this right now.
"Alright Kaieka, I'm not stupid." I say, trying to sound authoritative, but more or less failing. "Is he in the dungeons?"
I begin to wonder if Karina and Zero have rescued him already.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2005 14:41:07 GMT -5
Bassarov wakes up and decides to face the rebels. He appears calm and indifferent as he enters the room where everyone is waiting. "Hello everyone, sorry to worry you. I see that Antero is here, so you must have freed the anarchist prisoners while I was away. Good for you."
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Post by Despair on Jan 12, 2005 14:44:23 GMT -5
Despair watches as Lolita leaves and Ahriman attacks Freakboy. He does not help freakboy, since even though he gets along with the hacker to some degree, he will not stand in the way of another Red Infinity operative.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2005 14:46:56 GMT -5
Though on the edge, I can tell that this man is no killer. There is fear behind his eyes, but sometimes the frightened can be the most dangerous.
"He may be in the dungeons, though I didn't put him there. I was just about to go and check, care to accompany me?"
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Jan 12, 2005 14:50:47 GMT -5
After another frigid day in the mine in Siberia, Kautsky decides to send some letters to the democratic socialists.
He first sends one to Daniel.
"Dear Daniel, I am sorry that you were recently attacked by a Red Infinity operative. If you would like, I could send someone to protect you from Red Infinity. You would not have to worry about being injurred or captured if I found a powerful enough ally for you. I have one in mind, she is an android who recently expressed a interest in joining my group. If she joins, I will tell her to watch over you. -Kautsky
Kautsky sends a letter to Hope98
Dear Hope, I heard that you were interested in joining the democratic socialists. I couldn't be more pleased. If you are truly interested, then you should meet with a young man named Daniel Stinin. Here is his address. He is a young socialist who is often attacked by Red Infinity. It would be good for him to have someone like you to protect him. -Kautsky
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jan 12, 2005 14:54:40 GMT -5
I take a deep breath.
"Alright. Lead the way." I say, nodding my head. I can see why Vossya is so enthralled with her, she is intoxicating. I do my best to hide my emotions.
I take a few steps backwards out the door and motion for her to take point.
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Post by Pierre Proudhon on Jan 12, 2005 14:55:20 GMT -5
Pierre wonders what ever happened to the anarchists and why they never wrote him back. His granny is going on a trip to southern france and he was invited to come along to her summer home. Since he has nothing else going on in his life and since the anarchists never contacted him again, he leaves with his granny to the French city of Nice.
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