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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Jan 14, 2005 13:42:41 GMT -5
((Really? Cool.))
"We can take some of it if you like. I have beds and a few chairs but nothing so comfortable as a couch. We can put the furniture a truck to the house or something. I can move all of us there, but I can't take furniture along."
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Post by Fascia on Jan 14, 2005 13:45:38 GMT -5
"Alright. Well, I suppose I should keep packing then. I still have all of these other rooms to put into boxes.
I suppose I have to relinquish you to your father now."
I hand Illidan back to Kakashi.
"There you go, Dad."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 13:46:05 GMT -5
"Ya, I think I have another one... well, this is Roxanne, my girlfriend, and that Giselle, a friend of Roxanne's. I guess you already know I'm Dan. It's nice to meet you... Hope, right?"
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Jan 14, 2005 13:47:28 GMT -5
Kakashi smiles, "Dad... ha." He takes Illidan back. "Did you call about getting a transfure?"
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Post by Hope98 on Jan 14, 2005 13:47:45 GMT -5
"Hello everyone. I am Hope 98, an advanced android and Daniel's new protector. I hope that we all get along."
I will have to send a letter to Peter saying that I have joined the socialists.
I take a shovel and start to remove the sand.
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Post by Josef Stalin on Jan 14, 2005 13:47:55 GMT -5
Stalin watches Kith leave with glee. He then turns to Lin-Sat.
"Lin-Sat, it is an honor to be seeing you again. May I request an audience with you?" Stalin asked Lin-Sat in a servile tone.
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 13:51:44 GMT -5
"So," says Dan, starting on the next bag of sand, "Your an advanced android? Probably have all kinds of really big weapons and stuff like that, right?"
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Post by Fascia on Jan 14, 2005 13:51:53 GMT -5
"No, I guess that slipped my mind. I should do that now. Thanks for reminding me. This is a busy day.
Okay, if you'll excuse me, I will make a few calls."
I decide to call Kaschei, since He is the Minister of the Ministry of Terror, a large ministry in Moscow that I have worked for indirectly by filing paperwork and the like.
I dial the ministry and they connect me to his office, while I wait for him to pick up, I listen to the annoying elevator-type music on the phone.
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Post by Despair on Jan 14, 2005 13:53:04 GMT -5
"Shut up, foolish human. Erika and I were the ones who worked to get her out of the hospital. It is your foolish affections for her which ruined everything. You are a irresponsible and immature. I can tolerate you no longer." Despair replies before blasting Freakboy a dozen times with energy attacks.
Before the smoke clears, Despair teleports to the Ministry of Information.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 14, 2005 13:55:28 GMT -5
Freak Boy ducked and covered, the energy attacks setting his coat on fire and knocking Mischa's door off it's hinges... he stands up slowly, his hair and clothes charred and sizzling. He was covered in black dust from the energy burts, but other than that he seemed alright...
He wheezed as he struggled to maintain his balance. Then he felt the heat on his back and noticed his coat was on fire... he groaned and felt like kicking himself.
"I hate my life..." he said, before walking to the kitchen to put out the fire.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Jan 14, 2005 13:56:21 GMT -5
Kakashi slowly wanders the apartment, conversing with Illidan in Elvish. The child is still to young to speak but the more he hears his native tounge the better.
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Post by Hope98 on Jan 14, 2005 13:58:10 GMT -5
"I am advanced in that I am very similar to a human. So similar that I was not aware that I was a machine until this summer. I do not have any weapons, but many energy type attacks."
I shovel some more sand.
"I have considered myself a democratic socialist for many months but never had a group to join. Unlike the others, I believe that revolution is needed against Red Infinity. I believe that a democratic socialist dominated parliament should replace Red Infinity."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 14:01:04 GMT -5
"Oh. Well, that does sound pretty cool." Dan is silent, shoveling sand for awhile. "So why do you look like the cheerleaders at my school?"
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jan 14, 2005 14:02:58 GMT -5
My door swings violently open, or rather, flies violently off of its hinges, and lands in the middle of my room. I jump to attention in my bed, and sit there, dumbfounded for awhile.
I get up, carrying my blanket with me, lift up the door, and push it back into place, so it stands up where it used to be. I see a small hole in the middle of the door and pin one of my shirts over it. Now that the sounds in the next room are much more audible, I decide to clean my rifle. I notice that I have a handful of silver rifle rounds that may come in handy later.
I mechanically seperate the barrel from the stock, and clean out its insides with the dusty bottle of hoppes resting in my closet.
If I keep my mind busy, everything will be okay.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 14, 2005 14:04:45 GMT -5
Freak Boy lets his coat fall to the floor and then, using his arms and not his hands to pick it up, he drops it in the sink which is full of water. He walks back and looks at Mischa's door... as he's looking at it, Zinn and Zero get a clear view at his now black and crispy shirt.
"I'll pay for that, Mischa..."
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