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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #210 on: April 12, 2010, 01:58:42 AM »
Mmmmhhmmm....she wasn't buying his speel either, but hey. "Well..." she tried to recall all the experiments Moon had been put through, to see if there was any knowledge in those that could help............"Well, my powers are only helped by blood! The more blood I have, then the stronger I become! It's like alchemy, you've got to make sure every ingredient is just right at the time they're needed!"

Oh great, now she made herself sound like a lunatic murderer or something....wait.........she was.....

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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #211 on: April 12, 2010, 02:03:51 AM »
It sounded like a manga when she explained it, and it only annoyed him further. "Well, I really can't spill all your blood here to see if you're speaking the truth, but there is something I can do instead of throwing you off the heli." he closed the hatch, and then slowly took out the mirror before flashing it right in front of her face when her eyes opened. "Look at all that blood you could use to make yourself stronger!!"
"From suffering I was born, From misery I was conceived. From the plight of Mortals I thrive, From the pits of Hell I rise, beware...... For I live.........."

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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #212 on: April 12, 2010, 02:10:47 AM »
Luna caught a glimpse of herself: red eyes, blood stained, formerly snow white fur.....then with a ear-splitting howl of agony that sounded like a dying witch Luna's soul was shoved into the back of Moon's mind and Moon's soul was shoved to the front, returned. But poor little Mondenkind could not take the abrupt shift two times in a row, however, and as she as she was back, she went limp in Yurian's hand, unconscious.
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #213 on: April 12, 2010, 02:21:26 AM »
Yurian felt a tad bit concerned that he did indeed kill her, but then heard her breathing and calmed down, going back to his seat and looking at the soldier who gave him the mirror, who had paled when Yurian opened the heli door. "Here, you can have the mi-" "You can keep it, just make sure that never happens again!!"
"From suffering I was born, From misery I was conceived. From the plight of Mortals I thrive, From the pits of Hell I rise, beware...... For I live.........."

"Wait, you're here for my shiny loot? I thought you were here to avenge the cattle and people I've slaughtered..."

"I may not always be a caring person, but even when I am furious, it is mostly at myself for becoming this way"
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #214 on: April 13, 2010, 11:02:40 PM »
Ross heard people talking in the distance, and cautiously poked his head over the hill to see a group of nazis standing over a wounded liberation soldier
"Just finish him already! You insolent runt!"
"Please sir, I'm not sure I can kill a man when he's in a state like this" The man grovelled, before being tossed aside by the nazi officer,
"Detain him!" he shouted as the other nazi was pulled into the back of the van.
"Time for some pest control" the nazi officer said as a sinister grin spread across his face.

The shot rang out across the town, and Ross winced with fear as he saw the man's brains splatter over the pavement, and then passed out, rolling down the hill and landing next to the nazis....

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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #215 on: April 18, 2010, 04:00:16 AM »
Maria winced as the sound of an exploding grenade rang out through the beforehand thrumming silence. Sparks flew and orange flames rose against the blackness. "Did I hit something? Did I? Did I?" she asked, wringing her hands, as a child would ask whether or not they did a good job on a scribbled drawing.

"I dunno, but that was a pretty big un," Chance said, and patted her shoulder.

Then, speaking of children, shock peirced through her as the grey cat saw Atreyu climbing out of the Hummer. He looked nervous, probably knowing he was disobeying a direct order. He held up his hands submissively. "Just relax. All I'm wanting to do is make sure none of you died out here. A boy can't just sit still in one spot if he hears a freaking grenade blow up." Then, after jumping down to the ground, Atreyu froze when his gaze finally passed over Howl. "W-what's he doing here?........."

"He's a refugee. A refugee with a gun, but you see a lot more of those nowadays," Maria said.

Atreyu shook his head sullenly. "No he's not. I know very well who he is. Never got the pleasure of meeting him in person, though." Rapidly, burning rage flowed through Atreyu's blood. This was Howl Ackhart. A former nuclear scientist....for the Fourth Reich.

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Burgandy winced as he awoke, and, as he slowly opened his eyes, it started to look like doomsday all over again. Fallen ceiling. Broken walls and burning buildings. A small while ago, he had fallen asleep in his room, peaceful, just like a little angel...now look how quickly images could be shattered. Groaning, the fox reached for the radio on his belt: "Colonel Entaru?.........*spiiiirrtt*........Phillip?............Anyone?" He climbed out of his bed and then up and over a fallen chunk of rafter, amazed at how lucky he was to still be alive.

 
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #216 on: April 18, 2010, 11:58:20 PM »
-Ross awoke in a clean bed in a sterile looking room, his clothes had been laundered and his MP3 was sitting on a nearby cabinet, he could be anywhere he had been passed out and the journey was a long one-

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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #217 on: April 19, 2010, 01:21:34 AM »
Yurian arrived at the base still holding onto Moon as the medics brought the Nazi, later identified as 'Needles' Entaru, to the emergency room for a transfusion, then brought clams and restraints at the instructions of interrogators...

But Yurian wasn't interested in the Nazi anymore, he had to bring his weapon to the engineers for an overhaul. "Sorry Captain, its out of our league, we don't even have the schmatics to this level of hardware, you're asking the impoissble." Yurian handed them a flash drive marked 'Rail Sch', and they uploaded it to one of their computers. "Change of plans, we'll do what we can to fine-tune until you're called out again. Thanks for the designs Cap'n!" Yurian nodded as he carried moon to his own quarters, wrapping her in a blanket before tying a rope around her and a chair she was sitting in. He got rid of all reflective items, including his dog tags, and stashed them under his cot, blocking all view of under the bed with pillows. Now I just have to wait for her to wake up...
"From suffering I was born, From misery I was conceived. From the plight of Mortals I thrive, From the pits of Hell I rise, beware...... For I live.........."

"Wait, you're here for my shiny loot? I thought you were here to avenge the cattle and people I've slaughtered..."

"I may not always be a caring person, but even when I am furious, it is mostly at myself for becoming this way"
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #218 on: April 20, 2010, 05:37:21 AM »

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...Things got loud all of sudden. looking down the hall where the voices came from, he overheard commotion, interrogative planning, sounds of machines at work. something happened... not much longer, one of his fellow captains flew right past him, carrying a girl. Being polite was out of the question, the only thing he could mange to say in his time frame was "Welcome back capta-"
He stood up from his seat and looked to where he went...the medical rooms where not near lodging, if he remembered right. Guess he was heading to his room or somewhere... the girl was interesting enough, but he minded peoples business. he'd get much more valuable information if he asked for a sit-rep up front. so, heading the opposite way of the other captain, he headed towards the front, where the 'action' was.
"Oi! whats the sit-rep up here? i could hear you all the way from the military quarters!"
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #219 on: April 21, 2010, 12:42:06 AM »
"Oi! whats the sit-rep up here? i could hear you all the way from the military quarters!"
A private, who was standing by the medic bay where Entaru was taken, quickly addressed Shepard with a salute before speaking. "We have just aquired the infamous 'Needles' Entaru, Captain Yurian will inform the rest of the captains and higher ups about when he first encountered the Advisor; t-that was all I knew, they're too busy keeping him alive for interrogation to discuss more... sorry sir!" he immedeatly went back to keeping watch with somewhat renewed vigor...
"From suffering I was born, From misery I was conceived. From the plight of Mortals I thrive, From the pits of Hell I rise, beware...... For I live.........."

"Wait, you're here for my shiny loot? I thought you were here to avenge the cattle and people I've slaughtered..."

"I may not always be a caring person, but even when I am furious, it is mostly at myself for becoming this way"
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #220 on: April 21, 2010, 01:50:07 AM »
Moon sullenly roused, as if from the pits of an unknown abyss. It felt like she had been ripped to one side of the universe and back again in a matter of minutes. Sighing, she opened her eyes, pink, par normal, and looked at where she was and at the man across from her, slowly mouthing the words: "....Where's Entaru?" before realizing she had been bound. The girl hung her head in confused defeat. "Why do I even care about him anyway? There's no reason...." she said to herself. Then she finally found the strength to adress her captor: "Where am I?"
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #221 on: April 21, 2010, 02:42:53 AM »

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Burgandy winced as he awoke, and, as he slowly opened his eyes, it started to look like doomsday all over again. Fallen ceiling. Broken walls and burning buildings. A small while ago, he had fallen asleep in his room, peaceful, just like a little angel...now look how quickly images could be shattered. Groaning, the fox reached for the radio on his belt: "Colonel Entaru?.........*spiiiirrtt*........Phillip?............Anyone?" He climbed out of his bed and then up and over a fallen chunk of rafter, amazed at how lucky he was to still be alive.

 

At first all Phil saw was blackness, he blinked a couple times to clear his vision. Yes it was slowly coming back to him. He pulled himself up.
"(Censored!) MY (CENSORED) HEAD!" He practically yelled as he raced a hand up to hold it. He faintly heard someone ask for his name over the radio, thankfully it was inside his armor and not outside it. It survived the collapse.

"This is Phil.... who am I speaking to?"
He stood up, and nearly lost his footing in the pile of rubble he found himself laying on. Dust was falling from the roof, and he thought he heard an alarm faintly in the distance.
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #222 on: April 21, 2010, 02:46:12 AM »
"Phillip, thank the wild stars, this is Burgandy here....Where are you? Are you hurt? Do you know where the Colonel is? And that kid?" Everything came out for Burgandy in one sentence. He looked in utter disbelief at the carnage scattered around like popcorn. Camp Himmler was supposed to be a main point, not dismembered this easily....
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Re: Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them
« Reply #223 on: April 21, 2010, 02:51:40 AM »
"I have no idea where the (censored) anyone is, I think i'm in the remains of the Colonel's office, and i still got my equipment, and I still can walk, where are you Burgandy"

He wondered why he asked about the kid, the Colonel still never told him what she was for. It was probably better not to know. For all he knew the Colonel could've been into THAT.

He shuddered at the thought and regretted ever thinking.

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« Reply #224 on: April 21, 2010, 11:07:56 AM »
Moon sullenly roused, as if from the pits of an unknown abyss. It felt like she had been ripped to one side of the universe and back again in a matter of minutes. Sighing, she opened her eyes, pink, par normal, and looked at where she was and at the man across from her, slowly mouthing the words: "....Where's Entaru?" before realizing she had been bound. The girl hung her head in confused defeat. "Why do I even care about him anyway? There's no reason...." she said to herself. Then she finally found the strength to adress her captor: "Where am I?"
Yurian yawned in boredom, then quickly straightened up when Moon awoke. "Entaru is being treated in the med bay, where he will await interrogation upon regaining consiousness. As for where we are, its a Liberation base, one of the few still left after the nuke. You're bound up because ten minutes ago you had an attitude problem and bit through kevlar and two inches into my body..."
"From suffering I was born, From misery I was conceived. From the plight of Mortals I thrive, From the pits of Hell I rise, beware...... For I live.........."

"Wait, you're here for my shiny loot? I thought you were here to avenge the cattle and people I've slaughtered..."

"I may not always be a caring person, but even when I am furious, it is mostly at myself for becoming this way"
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