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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 18, 2005 20:10:43 GMT -5
"He had come up here to visit Eternal Light, a sort of a religeous fraternity which I think he's a member of. If you don't want to look now I guess we could go back to the ship and discuss what kinds of political chaos we can fling back at Red Infinity for what they did to us..."
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 18, 2005 20:11:48 GMT -5
"Thanks, I am glad that you came and visited me. I don't mean to be needy or take all of your time, I just want someone to care about me," I say sadly. I sit down on the sofa and cross my legs. I feel a little tired, but it is good to see Che again.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 18, 2005 20:12:11 GMT -5
(if you mean Imara the Holy Land the boss is Void, I'll pass it along that you joined)
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Jan 18, 2005 20:14:32 GMT -5
Karina shrugs and smiles. I like to help...
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Post by Garret thingysure on Jan 18, 2005 20:15:50 GMT -5
"Those are really good too. You can capture people really well, Zero. You should share your talents with people, you know. I think that even these sketches are good enough to display if we had a little art festival. You really shouldn't be so humble all the time." Garret says as he looks over the artwork. He can draw a little himself, but prefers black and white photography.
Thinking back, that was the first time that he kissed Linnea...in a darkroom. He always liked making out in darkrooms. It brings him back to highschool. Then there was that one time he got in trouble for doing "inappropriate things" in the darkroom. Ms. Matuzak never really liked him after that.
He stares off in space for a while remembering those times.
"Uh..what was I just talking about?"
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 18, 2005 20:15:52 GMT -5
((Thank you, Zero. (Character name: Valgrimdor))
Archetype 401 presses himself back against the wall, forcing his back against what looks like three short spikes set in a "triangle." The plugs zap into his fuel cells and begin to pump him full of energy.
The huming of his motors go quiet as his fuel cells become more energized.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 18, 2005 20:27:18 GMT -5
(To the Ministry of Terror employees)
There is a small break in the deluge of my daily work at the International HQ. In this short time between writing speeches and reading reports, I send a message to the Ministry of Terror.
I learned from this mornings briefings that Dinari Dollar was captured and is now in the custody of the Ministry of Terror. Keeping with my promise to the Ministry of Peace, I decide that the capitalist will not be tortured, instead he will be sent to a labor camp in Siberia.
I call the Ministry of Terror and tell them that they are to transfer Dinari Dollar to Siberia for political re-education through labor.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 18, 2005 20:27:31 GMT -5
"About me meing less modest about my talents... Maybe I should do some pencil drawings for the festival. That last drawing is the most political thing I've ever done though, it's based off something Valodya said about the oppressor being crushed under the weight of the people. I should probaly just stick to pictures of my friends..."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 18, 2005 20:30:18 GMT -5
"Trust me, I care. And, you're not being needy. We all need someone to be close to us, as a friend if not a significant other." Freak Boy said, still standing, not wanting to sit without Dan's permission, this being his house and all.
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Post by Garret thingysure on Jan 18, 2005 20:32:28 GMT -5
"Yeah that's right. Oppressors are made strong by the people who support them. But if you can turn the people against the oppressor, they really aren't that tough at all. Strength depends on the loyalty of the millions of people who serve." Garret replies.
"I'm really impressed. You've changed a lot. I mean you spout that revolutionary stuff like one of us. I know you don't really believe in what we do, but it is cool that you understand where we are coming from, you know?"
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Post by Sherman "Sherlock" Holmes on Jan 18, 2005 20:33:00 GMT -5
"I have a feeling we can do this on a much more personal level... if you don't mind, I'm rather hungry. Would you like to get something to eat or drink? Something tells me you could use a margarita after a hard day like this." Holmes says with a smile.
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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 18, 2005 20:34:56 GMT -5
Frank ate and thought... she's a nice person, she's good looking, she's a good cook...
"So, Karina... tell me about yourself." he said, wondering to himself if she was single or not.
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 18, 2005 20:35:08 GMT -5
Receiving the message, Archetype 401 disconnects himself from the wall, now fully recharged, moving immediately to Dinari’s cell.
The man is in sorry shape, and the Android doesn’t go out of his way to be gentle to the man as he hoists him up by the scruff of his neck, tossing him over his shoulder as he walks out of the room.
When Archetype enters the teleportation pad with Dinari’s body limp over his shoulder, he promptly enters the code for the largest of the Siberian labor camps, and disappears in a crackle of energy.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 18, 2005 20:37:19 GMT -5
"I should go home and check up on Kolya. It was nice seeing you again, I will visit you sometime."
I give him a quick peck on the cheek and rush home to see my son.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 18, 2005 20:37:23 GMT -5
"I guess. Maybe spending so much time with Valodya has changed me more than I realize... I guess the best example is if I had met you last year I'd have called you an unruly peasant and then shot you... Now I realize that any leader, weather they be a monarch or an elected minister, is really just a representative of the people and needs to respect their views."
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