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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Jan 27, 2005 19:25:41 GMT -5
"I don't doubt it." I say after I watch the video of the scientist being mutilated. "My own experiance was far less painful, one minute I was a girl being forced to inhale ether, the next I woke up in a Red Infinity hospital, having aged only ten years despite the passage of six hundred years. Life is strange..." I say.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 27, 2005 19:26:34 GMT -5
"Oh - ok." He said, somewhat confused since he had never met this woman before. But apparently she knew Garret who was a Marxist Musician and therefore a rebel, and - f**k it...
"Come on in. I made some food." Freak Boy said.
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Post by Genovia on Jan 27, 2005 19:28:55 GMT -5
When she touches the door, I blow three poison darts at her. I could have fought her, but this is the most merciful way to go. "Otavius does not exist." I don't know why I said that. I don't believe that. Maybe those communists are getting to me. "The suffering of our people is proof enough of that."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 27, 2005 19:28:57 GMT -5
After explaining the ancient adage to Freak Boy I had walked to the grocery store to get more cigarettes (since in addition to my own I had been getting them for Mischa and now Sephos too), some meat, vegetables and potatoes. I walk in and see Linnea and Garret there. "Hello again."
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Post by Professsor Doctor von Kraus on Jan 27, 2005 19:29:41 GMT -5
"Yes, very." Herman said with a slight laugh.
"It is good to have some company. Normally I'm in here all day and night alone with no one to talk to. I've been getting quite lonely as of late."
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jan 27, 2005 19:30:08 GMT -5
"Thanks FreakBoy," Linnea stepped in the apartment, and gave Garret a kiss back.
"FreakBoy," she waved him over. "The reason I want to talk to you is because your the next one I was going to do for the mural in the metro."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Jan 27, 2005 19:31:25 GMT -5
"I don't doubt it... And it's kind of nice to see that I am not the only nazi cyb-org left in the world." I say freely. I have never denied my political preference, even if I thought the whole racial bit was stupid...
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Post by Melinda Wollstonecraft on Jan 27, 2005 19:33:05 GMT -5
The darts hit me and I fall unto the floor. The poison spreads through my body quickly and I find it hard to move.
"Why?"
I close my eyes and struggle to breath. I heave for breaths and soon become dizzy. One by one my bodily functions cease. Before I can hear her answer, I pass away.
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Post by Professsor Doctor von Kraus on Jan 27, 2005 19:33:17 GMT -5
"I'm just glad to see another person, period. Overjoyed that she shares my political beliefs, and even more pleased that I know you already - this was an incredible coincidence!" he says happily.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 27, 2005 19:35:29 GMT -5
"Really?" he asked, wide eyed and surprised. He never saw himself as an important rebel figure - heck, he saw himself as the annoying guy you put up with to be nice at the very most. "I'm going to be in a mural?"
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Post by Genovia on Jan 27, 2005 19:36:06 GMT -5
I don't answer her. I take her corpse down to the basement to be cremated. As Kaschei ordered, I cut off her hair and send a lock to the feminists.
I go to my training room and take my anger out on my training for the rest of the day. I will not complain or reflect. I have followed orders and no one will doubt my loyalty.
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Post by Gen. Vlad Kolov on Jan 27, 2005 19:37:47 GMT -5
I recieve a copy of the official party purge list, and see Hera's name on it. Soon after I recieve the official confirmation of a 'successful purge,' along with the required death certificate. I ball up my fists and growl "What a foolish waste..."
After I finish fuming over the death of the woman I had come to appreciate and admire for the first time in centuries I get back to work. But the truth is she was mortal so her death is inconsiquential, after all in the end I had decided that all she was really good for was for a genetic donor for further eugenics development, and I already have the required tissue samples for that... What more concerns me is how Morton, who I had created specifically to provide Hera with a loving companion, will react to the news. To that end I send an order to F-143 to keep Morton under survellance, and if he shows any inking of betraying me, to kill him.
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Post by Melinda Wollstonecraft on Jan 27, 2005 19:39:31 GMT -5
Later that day, my body is burnt and my soul is released to the afterlife.
I will join my ancestors and have no regrets. My ashes are mixed with the ashes of the other prisoners and will be burried in a remote forest in Russia where there is a mass grave.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jan 27, 2005 19:41:55 GMT -5
"Yes didn't you see the mural in the metro? I recently added Zero and Mischia. I think you are an important person in the movement. You are always giving your time, I always see you helping where you can." Linnea smiled at him. "I just wanted to talk to you so I can protray not only your image but your personality into the mural. Something to inspire the other rebels."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Jan 27, 2005 19:43:48 GMT -5
Maybe working with this man won't be so bad after all, since no doubt his involvement with Red Infinity is as oppertunistic as my initial involvement was... Almost on cue Zwei chimes in... Don't fool yourself mortal... No doubt he would transfer his mind to my body in order to get his motility back... Just shut up... Please...
"Quite. What exactly will I be doing for you?"
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