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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jun 2, 2008 20:39:55 GMT -5
Malak has a hard time finding something to stand on. He finds a board, which he orops against the wall. He can sort of climb up it enough to pull himself over he thinks. When he has set this up, he puts the mud flap over the wall and hoists Tuesday up over the wall. Of course, there is a little fall for her on the other side of the wall.
When she has crossed over, he steps up the board and pulls himself over the wall. They leave the mud flap up there so they can climb over again later.
Now that they are over, they see a back door with some empty boxes stacked up against the building. It seems to be where things are shipped out of the factory. Malak walks up to the door, but it is locked. However, a truck is coming. He motions for Tuesday to hide behind the empty boxes with him. From there, they watch the door open and a truck back in to load up.
"We'll run inside when no one is looking." Malak whispers.
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Post by Hector Rodriguez on Jun 2, 2008 20:40:50 GMT -5
He snaps his head around "really i heard you were in Cuba or something" he did not keep up with the news lately. "so did you put down those rebels in Cuba" he ask trying to sound as if he is on his side. no one wants to be arrested as anti manala or capitalist.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jun 2, 2008 20:46:48 GMT -5
Tuesday lands as gracefully as possible on the other side of the fence, and waits for Malak to climb over, she doesn't hesitate at all when he motions for her to hide behind the empty boxes with him.
She nods when he says that they'll run when no one is looking. She loves the thrill of possible getting caught, the anticipation and excitement building inside her, just one of the many reasons she enjoys journalism. This is investigative reporting at its best.
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Virgil Evans
New Comer
I can taste where I'm broken. Behind my eyes. It smells like honey and maggots.
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Post by Virgil Evans on Jun 2, 2008 22:14:14 GMT -5
Virgil rolls over onto his back, staring at the pair upside down. Two more strangers. And they made him blink, he lost to the walls again!
"You want words? All the strangers want words." His gaze settles on Momo and he freezes perfectly still. Suddenly he rolls onto his belly and pushes to his feet, crouched to put his eyes level with the woman's.
"Another flower to join the rose. When the shadow falls over the flower's bed you will stand opposite the heir." Virgil tilts his head and his eyes open wider, the acid green practically shimmering. "The jester will fall on your roots. And his blood will strengthen the rose."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jun 2, 2008 23:13:12 GMT -5
Alexei eyes the newcomer suspiciously, but it fades and he smiles politely,
"Allmart is just a -wonderful- organization. I'm Alexei."
He flips through his memory, groping desperately for any vague recognition, but Alexei makes no new connections to the face. Alexei hated meeting people he hadn't heard of, knew, or couldn't predict. Tuvi and Dinari were known quantities, but he knew nothing of this stranger. It made him cautious, though it could never be recognized on his smiling face.
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Post by Jack Kruschev on Jun 2, 2008 23:47:16 GMT -5
"Strange," Anthony mutters as he pulls out a small needle full of a yellowish liquid.
"Virgil, this substance is called morphine. It is highly addictive, but modern studies have shown that it can help with mental concentration among the insane. Momo is having trouble understanding you, but if I inject this into you, she may understand you better. Would you like to try this out?" Anthony explains slowly.
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Post by Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen on Jun 2, 2008 23:55:02 GMT -5
I think about this for a moment and really let it sink in.
"Not particularly," I laugh back. "I don't think the Manalists are necesarrily good people, but they support my research to help others. The majority tends to lean to whichever side makes them the happiest, however, I lean to the side which makes them not kill each other. If some may fall in the process of others rising, then it is a mere sacrifice that must be made."
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Virgil Evans
New Comer
I can taste where I'm broken. Behind my eyes. It smells like honey and maggots.
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Post by Virgil Evans on Jun 3, 2008 0:13:50 GMT -5
It wasn't fear. He didn't feel fear like he used to. Everything sang to him, sang peace to him. They parted his flesh but his flesh returned.
"The water speaks strangely..." He said, his eyes sliding to the container in Anthony's hand. "Another voice won't change my words. The words are truth, I smelled the pictures stories."
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Post by Taniel and Taline Qassim on Jun 3, 2008 0:25:28 GMT -5
Once Taniel manage to find a run down hotel, he place his older twin sister on the bed and the their badage on the floor. The weather seem slightly cool, but it is hot in Allwhere and Taniel knew that he chose a wrong day to wear his zoot suit.
"I should change into different clothes, but I really love my zoot suits....." Taniel mutter to himself before sitting on the bed. "Hey Tal! Wake up! We need to find this Horacio guy."
Tal moves around a bit before opening her eyes, and look at her younger brother.
"Right now?"
"Yea, right now. You should know by now that he's pretty famous among people like us."
"I know....I would like to meet him, but I am still tired." Taline reply with slightly tiredness in her voice.
"You don't sound tired..."
"Alright....but you have to carry me if I am getting me."
"Fine....." Taniel reply with a slightly groan.
Both twins left their motel room and began walking around Allwhere to find Horacio.
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Post by wyvernlord on Jun 3, 2008 0:32:22 GMT -5
"Horacio Hatfield, you will die," Tyler laughs as he kills him. He uses his sleeve to wipe of blood from his forehead.
Tyler uses his infinite knowledge of killing and chooses a method to bring Horacio Hatfield near death, but not quite to death. He employs it through a series of punches and chops in the neck and chest area to cause iminse amounts of pain without killing his victim.
Tyler begins to leave when he hears footsteps coming near him. He turn Horacio Hatfield, his men, and himself invisible and waits to see who the intruders are.
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Post by Horacio Hatfield on Jun 3, 2008 9:10:16 GMT -5
Horacio had not yet made it past the gates of his work place when he was attacked by Tyler. It was entirely unexpected. He fell to the ground in surprise and pain, not sure what to think. His vision was blury and he cried out. But somehow everything seemed slow and warm. He felt like he was outside of himself.
"Don't hurt me!" He cried to Tyler, hoping for some mercy. "Help!" He cried out, hoping that perhaps one of his coworkers would hear him.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Jun 3, 2008 9:13:19 GMT -5
"Some of the rebels escaped." Dinari replied to the stranger. "How did you hear about Cuba? Do you live there?" He asks the stranger. He is hispanic looking so Dinari wonders if maybe he is Cuban.
Dinari's Belle soda arrives and he takes a drink from the straw. He doesn't feel uneasy at all talking to this stranger or Alexei.
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jun 3, 2008 9:17:40 GMT -5
Malak is suddenly started by the sound of a scream. He turns his attention away from the door now and to where the scream is coming from. He looks at Tuesday nervously. "Let's check it out." He says. Then he quickly darts off in that direction to see what it is. He assumes that Tuesday will follow. He rounds the corner and notices a man on the ground. He crouches beside the building and some bushes to stay hidden while trying to watch what exactly is going on.
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Jumala Keitoleinen
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Owner of SOTA/God of Destruction
"Man created God in his image : intolerant, sexist, homophobic and violent."
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jun 3, 2008 9:22:55 GMT -5
To Gabriel
Keitoleinen never heard back from Eun, so, he decides that he will leave a message for Gabriel. When he calls Sota's lab, Gabriel has already gone home for the day. Thus, he calls Gabriel's home number and leaves him the following message:
"Hello Gabriel, Crest Mining is interested in some cheap androids. I was thinking that we have some older Creditor Models in storage right now. Maybe you could reprogram them so we can sell them to Crest Mining. Basicly, Calthin Crest wants androids which can do mining work for him because of the dangers and health risks involved with Manala Crystal mining. They won't replace regular workers, but, they will be used to suplement the existing work force." Keitoleinen explains. Having left this message, Keitoleinen decides that maybe he should check up on his secretary, Linnea.
He leaves his mansion and starts walking toward her gallery.
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Momo Kurokawa
Friend
Head of Intelligent Design
?No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.?-Oscar Wilde
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Post by Momo Kurokawa on Jun 3, 2008 9:29:21 GMT -5
"He's just insane. No prophet." Momo says after observing Virgil's behaviors. She crosses her arms over her chest and frowns. "Well, what did you do to him to make him this way? That is what I am most curious about." Momo asks. She watches Virgil careful and looks closely at his appearance. His skin appears interesting to her. It is scarred but shifting.
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