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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 17, 2005 1:20:37 GMT -5
Bassarov smiles since he knows that one of Mischa's favorite things to rant about is the fallacy of capitalist democracy.
"It really doesn't matter how many parties there are in a capitalist system when the people can not vote for who and what is in the interest of their class. But since this is one of Mischa's favorite rants, I will let him explain.."
Bassarov could explain, but figures it would be go for Mischa to. It might cheer him up.
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Post by Gunnar on Jan 17, 2005 1:21:02 GMT -5
Gunnar would have said more, but he was thoroughly passed out by now. (jsut skip ahead at somepoint after things slow down, i'll wake up with a headache un drugged up)
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Post by Angel Silvershine on Jan 17, 2005 1:23:00 GMT -5
(No Auto-hits!!!)
Angel sighs as she ducks from the gun, missing the blow to her face by less then a inch. "Cover your eyes." She says over her shoulder to Gunnar, before a bright white light errupts from her hands.
She then grubs Gunnar by the arm and begins to drag him out the door. "Come on! We're leaving!" Since she was dragging him, with a wound in her shoulder and gut, it was a bit hard to leave the place quick enough. If she could just reach a booth in time.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 17, 2005 1:23:58 GMT -5
"Yeah, I guess you're right Zinn. Zero does seem to know her stuff..." Freak Boy said, taking a seat and looking at his hands. He sighed, wondering how long he would have that ghost feeling in his palms. For those of you who've ever lost a limb(I haven't but my grandpa told me about this), you know you get this ghost feeling where you still feel as if you have that limb, but know it's not there.
"I hate Ahriman..."
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Post by Raine on Jan 17, 2005 1:26:11 GMT -5
(sry)
Raine turned to see a white light before she fell to her knees.She couldnt see anything.Her vision was messed up and she couldnt see anything.She knew she had screwed up.She should've killed him and got away.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 17, 2005 1:26:41 GMT -5
Bassarov can hear Zinn and Freakboy in the other room.
"Ahriman..that reminds me. Sayuka was captured by Red Infinity. Valkoinen Joki informed the rebels of that. We need to come up with some way of getting her out of there."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 17, 2005 1:27:22 GMT -5
I fill in the lines, blending ever so slightly with water, making the colors move together with the movements of the brush. It is relaxing painting. I color in Illidan's hair with black and various shades of blue, I follow the contours of his face with each brushstroke of tan.
When I am finished, I keep it laying flat on the table so that the colors do not run together in a way that I don't want them to.
"Getting sore from sitting still so long?
I'm all through. Come and take a look. I don't want to move it yet, or the colors will run."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 17, 2005 1:31:08 GMT -5
Freak Boy reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like, and was, a joint. This was his way of medicating himself so that he didn't feel the pain that was obvious when you can shove a marbel through your hand.
Using his thumb and pinky to hold the joint, he walked over to a candle and lit it. He sat down again and began smoking and relaxing...
"I swear... if I didn't have bad luck, I'd have no luck at all. I mean, in less than a week I've been shot at, attacked by my own shadow, shot at some more, assaulted by a psychotic pixie, smacked across the face by Erika, attacked by Zwei, almost got killed by Ahriman and nearly lost my hands, fallen in love with Iris only to watch Red Infinity take her away, and journied to Capital City during the same day they Socialized all of it and I nearly got shot up there too...
"I don't know about you, but I consider that a hectic three days..."
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Post by Illidan on Jan 17, 2005 1:31:37 GMT -5
"Wow Kaieka, you did a great job! You should do some political paintings. Maybe we could decorate the Ministry of Terror with our own artwork. Wouldn't that be neat?" Illidan says, getting stary eyed at the thought of beautifying the Ministry of Terror with some art.
"Maybe art would make this place look happier!"
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Post by Gunnar on Jan 17, 2005 1:32:25 GMT -5
Gunnar alows himself to be dragged along, retaining enough sense to grab his bag as they went.
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Post by Angel Silvershine on Jan 17, 2005 1:32:48 GMT -5
Angel reachs a booth, and takes it to Lapland with Gunnar. She sighs with relief when they reach there..
At least they were safe, for now anyway. When she drags him from the booth in Lapland, she looks around. Great.. she could see smoke coming from a town. When would she get a break?! She looks at Gunnar and feels his pulse.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
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Post by Raine on Jan 17, 2005 1:33:59 GMT -5
Raine waited for her vision to clear before picing her gun up and aiming it to her head.
"...."She was waiting.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 17, 2005 1:39:21 GMT -5
"Illidan, I think that the point of the Ministry of Terror is that it is supposed to be "Terrifying", not beautiful and full of artwork. I don't think that it would be the same scary place to the rebels, if you know what I mean.
... although, some abstract art can be kind of frightening..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 17, 2005 1:40:42 GMT -5
"It has been a hard week on all of us, Freakboy." Bassarov replies with a tone of deep exhaustion. He leans back in his seat and closes his eyes. He plays the card once again and hums along. His expression is dazed.
"I am going about things all wrong..." He says to himself.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 17, 2005 1:42:25 GMT -5
"What do you mean man?..." Freak Boy asks in a much more mellow tone after his fourth hit begins taking affect. "You're not goin... goin about things all wrong..."
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