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| HellAvatar | May 10 2012, 11:06 PM Post #511 |
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Staging Area Lavan threw one leg over the other as his arms went over the back of the seat he was sitting on. "Yeah, I'm real ballsy." He watched as Walter took off his helmet, and suddenly, he was attentive again, leaning forward and grinning. "Hey, you're that cool dude with the water powers! That was a real cruel finisher you left me with, by the way. Real cruel. Too cruel. Wounds my heart." He snickered. "Yeah, I met a lot of people. Met Pibb, yeah. Nice guy, pretty big, knows his stuff! And, for all his downplaying, I think he can punch a hole in a steel wall without much of a problem. His muscles are enormous. I also met your mum. Gotta admit, the secretary look fits her REAL well." Again, he leaned back. but his incessant grin took a much more open and friendly disposition. "So? Whatcha wanna ask? I know you wouldn't ask about Pibb without having other questions." |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| AGodofIrony | May 10 2012, 11:15 PM Post #512 |
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-Staging Area- Walter was quiet, wondering if he should even be telling the prisoner this...but his mother had said he should. He wasn't sure why, but he supposed it had to do with Gallic. His mother was probably the only person Gallic would consider calling a 'friend.' And that included his father. “I assume Pibb told you his back story. About his wife and kid being killed,” Walter said, “Well it's not entirely true...Pibb's kid is still alive, apparently. It's a guy, but that's all I know. Oh...and he's in the Games too.” He frowned a little, shaking his head, “Someone high up wanted you to know this...” |
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| GoldenSama | May 11 2012, 05:42 AM Post #513 |
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[Staging Area] Rica shook his head to Galv. He adjusted his sunglasses, and looked down at the redhead with a half-smirk. “No. No you don’t. I can only hope you have a slight idea of what you’re doing… but you don’t know. Not yet.” He paused, shaking his head one more time. “But that’s not your fault. You’ve both done well in the training… but you can’t know. Not yet. Not until the Hunger Games actually begin. There is nothing that can prepare anyone for this, short of experiencing combat. I don’t know at least a few of the careers are better prepared than you two.” Rica sighed, wishing very much that he had a drink. A week of sobriety had cleared the fog from his mind, and a lot of the memories were stronger and more vivid than they had been in years. “… Run as fast as you can away from the Cornucopia. Find a water source. Never sleep at the same time, someone always should stay on guard.” Rica was blathering out last minute advice, all of which he had said before. Shinji sighed, shrugging his shoulders. “Man, you’re dense as the wall. Eh, doesn’t matter… I can have my fun in the Games.” Yes, he’s thinking about Melanie when he says that. D8 |
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| HellAvatar | May 11 2012, 12:55 PM Post #514 |
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Staging Area Lavan shrugged. "Gallic. Him or Autumn. Or someone out of their extended family line. The entire message smells of "be hopeless for me, please", and I'm not buying it. All this means is that my plan HAS to work. And it will! I'll make sure of it." He suddenly leaned forward. "Say, you're a pretty nice guy from what I'm seeing. And I can feel it in my gut that you're just dealing with the crap that the games put forward. You don't like them. I don't know for sure, of course, but it's a gut feeling, and it's not been wrong so far. So I want to ask you. Directly." He suddenly turned serious. "What would you do if the entire games suddenly went FUBAR? What would you do if the situation began to run out of the Enclave's control? Where would you be if the games suddenly had minimal losses?" |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| Knucxsonia | May 11 2012, 02:45 PM Post #515 |
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Staging Area KxS was taking deep breaths. She was awfully nervous and it was showing by now she couldn't keep herself still. She would look around quickly and she'd rub her arm, but she was trying to hide these nervous signs. She had to keep calm. "Hammah?" she whispered. "Are you as nervous as I am?" She bit her lip after asking. |
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| Crystal Rose | May 11 2012, 07:39 PM Post #516 |
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Staging Area Melanie was taking advantage of what could perhaps be the last time she would sit down for awhile. She was perched on a hard bench, shaking slight and looking down. She only looked up when Rica came in and asked if there was anything else they needed to go over... Galv mentioned a few things, and Rica told them instantly to stay away from the cornucopia. While initially the idea sounded crazy, she kind of understood where he was coming from.....The fight for the supplies would be brutal, and there was a good chance that they wouldn't make it out alive. So Melanie gave a small stiff nod, her eyes still on him....The guy that apparently was her father...The idea had been plaguing her for the last week but she hadn't been able to get into contact with her mother to confirm or deny it. So instead she just spent her last days watching Rica....Comparing him to herself. They looked a lot alike....And they also had some of the same mannerisms. Melanie sighed, peeking up at the man. [...] Chloe was in her own little world, leaning against a wall and mumbling something to herself...Every now and then she would look to Connor, offering him a small smile. Their week together had been tense, but they did work relatively well together....And lately it seemed as if the boy had a new drive about him. "So you ready-" The door opened, causing Chloe to look up from her spot. The girl blinked, catching sight of....Well...It was that girl. Sarai stepped in, but she was not carrying a tray or anything else...And she wasn't dressed as an Avox was. Instead she was wearing a long flowing red dress, with a tight bodice. The girl's hair was up in an elegant knot and her face was adorned in makeup with a red theme. Sarai was a guest to the Games, so she had to look the part. Instantly the girl looked to Connor. Spork Residence Rose had been trying to keep Colette busy, so she wouldn't want to watch the Games, but it proved impossible...So she was now curled up on the chair, her daughter right beside her...Rose absently played with her daughter's hair, trying to stay calm. "When does it start?" Colette asked. Fancy Party Hall Often right before the Games citizens of the Capitol would celebrate, throwing extravagant parties and partying into the wee hours of the night. Attending one of these parties was the best way to mix and mingle with potential sponsors....Which was why Kanna and Jason were here, Jason dressed in a nice suit and Kannain a rather revealing dress.... A bit too revealing for Jason's tastes, but he understood why Kanna was basically throwing herself at men right now...They needed all the money they could get to get Melanie through this. Though Jason really wished his mother would cover up. |
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| GameandWatch | May 11 2012, 07:46 PM Post #517 |
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Staging Area It was unsettling. The air quivered with fear and anticipation.. Apollo smirks. "You ready, kids? We've been through a lot. Any last minute questions?" Shipper pauses. "Uh...nope. I think I'm ready!" He salutes. Freeside Today was the day. It was time to set out for Legion territory. Cole sniffed the air and frowned. Gunpowder? Dynamite explosions sounded off in the background. The place was poverty stricken. But it recently had come under watch of a strict chain gang known simply as the Powder Gangers. What few people lived here were either hostile thugs, members of The Kings, or NCR refugees hiding in Old Mormon Fort. Cole crosses his arms. The others better show up soon, he didn't like waiting here. Rebellion HQ Grassi stood outside, staring out. "Hm..." He squints. The dust was billowing. Strange. He heard a strange, rotor sound. Hadn't heard those since his time with the Enclave. Three Dog was standing by him. A few rebels in loose armor approached and watched to see what Grassi was staring at. Then several vertibirds dropped from the sky. Grassi's eyes widened. The Enclave found them? This was awful! It'd be only minutes before the carpet bombing began. Some of the rebels grabbed their guns and lifted them but didn't shoot out of fear. The vertibirds then touched down onto the ground. A door opened up. Out came a man wearing strange armor featuring a two headed bear and a green beret. Three Dog whistled. "NCR? Here? What's the old man planning?" Grassi paused. He had only heard of the NCR and the fact they were indifferent, if not apathetic, to the rebel's cause. What were they doing here? The Colonel approached and saluted. "I am Colonel James Hsu. I'm looking for the Sensei on behalf of General Kimball. Is he present?" Grassi pauses, nodding slowly. "I'll go get him." Grassi rushed into the base without anymore words. |
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| GoldenSama | May 11 2012, 07:52 PM Post #518 |
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[Staging Area] Rica looked down at Melanie, catching her eyes, and he paused for a moment. The girl was almost certainly going to go through hell… Rica could only hope that the Games would be over quickly, and that Melanie would avoid as much combat as possible. “… Listen to me. I have no idea the terrain will be like. If it’s a forest of jungle, then keep close to the densest part of the trees. Climb them if you can. If it’s a mountainous area, then do your best to find a cave you can hide in, but look out for animals.” Rica was rambling now. He paused, looking to Melanie. “… I… I’ll do everything I can to help…” He muttered, shaking his head. “I… wish I’d met you before…” He trailed off, shaking his head and missing his booze for the millionth time this week. Connor looked up to see Sarai, and he could not help but gasp and stare at her when he saw her dressed up. She really was beautiful, Connor thought, but he couldn’t put those feelings into words. He walked over to her and took her hand. “Y-You look nice…” [Freeside] “MacGrath.” The young Asian woman from outside of the Lucky 38 walked up. Her name was Lucy Kuo, and she worked for the NCR. She had joined the expedition into Legion territory, and now was the big day. “Well… I suppose you’re ready? And Zeke?” She asked. Then, in a puff of smoke and fire, appeared Nix. “Hey man, we moving out, or what?” Nix asked with a grin. |
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| GameandWatch | May 11 2012, 08:29 PM Post #519 |
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Rebellion HQ Grassi ran to Old man Sensei. "Sir! A group of NCR soldiers are out here. Say they're looking for you..." He pauses. "Did you organize this?" Freeside Cole turns around, glad to see the mercs made it. "We're waiting on my guide and Zeke, wherever they are. Should be here momentarily." He pauses before unfolding a slip of paper. It was a picture of the Platinum chip. He had to find it at all costs. |
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| AGodofIrony | May 12 2012, 02:35 PM Post #520 |
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-Staging Area- There were no cameras, no recording devices in these rooms. There didn't need to be. The Tributes could not escape, and it was the last bit of mercy the Enclave would give them. Final moments where they could be themselves... So Walter considered his answer carefully. “I would be with my sister,” Walter answered, after a moment, “I would do my best to protect her...I couldn't save her from going into the Games...And whoever I think will protect her the best will get my support...” “I am nervous...” Hammah nodded, “But we'll be fine...We'll just have to survive...be careful. Jimi will come for us.” Galv just frowned a little, sitting next to Melanie. “We'll be fine...” Galv said, then looked up towards a clock on the wall. “It's starting soon...” he sighed, glancing towards the tubes which would bring them into the arena. “We can do it!” Aiden nodded, smiling brightly. Still has no idea. -Rebellion HQ- “Ahhh...they're here a little earlier then expected...” Old Man Sensei said, getting up. “And of course I have Grassi. Kimball is an old friend of mine.” He got up, heading outside, seeing the NCR soldiers. “Old Man Sensei here,” the old man grinned, “You're here earlier then I expected. Better early then late though, in any case.” -Freeside- Zeke appeared, grinning a bit to himself and finishing off a snack. “Well I'm ready to go,” Zeke grinned as he walked up, “Everyone else?” -Spork Residence- “...Soon...” Agoi sighed, shaking his head, “Colette...you shouldn't be watching this. Why don't you and your mother go do something fun?” -Fancy Party Hall- “Kanna. We need to talk.” Samuel appeared by Kanna, frowning a bit, staring down at her. “It's about Galv and Melanie...” -Game Center- Cess frowned a bit, hiding inside a vent, staring down. “Here we go...” Cess said, phasing through the locked vent. He looked around. It was a simple supply closet. He turned around, producing a knife and undid the screws in it so Shimera could get through. “Alright, come on,” Cess whispered, moving his hand. |
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| Knucxsonia | May 12 2012, 04:26 PM Post #521 |
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Game Center Shimera followed Cess out of the vent. She floated down to avoid making too much noise when landing. This was a slightly different route than she usually took when she'd sneak in. But with Cess around, she supposed a different route was better. "There's usually people close to this closet, we have to be super quiet," she whispered. Staging Area "Right. Jimi will get us out." "Eventually..." she thought. She was wondering what Jimi could possibly be doing to help them now...maybe he was able to find the arena and flew? No, no one knows of the arena's before the games except the people who plan the games. She sighed, hoping Jimi found something to do about this. |
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| GameandWatch | May 12 2012, 04:48 PM Post #522 |
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Rebellion HQ Grassi blinks a few times. "Each day you prove to be more interesting, sir." He falls silent and follows him to meet with the soldiers. Colonel Hsu looks up and salutes. "Sir. We are early due to the need to take flight. We had to leave the base quickly while there was no press-elements on the base. Strict protocol on this mission." He then clears his throat. "I am Colonel James Hsu, here under direct orders of General Kimball. These are my men. You give me the commands and I'll have it done." "We brought supplies for your own men. This receipt carries all the munitions, weapons, and armor that the General has sent with us. With it, he asserted that this letter be given to you." Hsu holds out the aforementioned receipt and envelope. The envelope, sealed with a two-headed bear mark, had 'CONFIDENTIAL' written on it. "Your orders, sir?" Freeside Cole looks over at Zeke and begins to nod but pauses. "No. Not yet. We still need our guide." Staging Area Marco smirks and pats them on the back. "Alright, you two. Remember what we've been through. Remember your training. And keep each other. Always remember that you have each other." He turns and walks away. Shipper looks to Aiden with wide eyes. "Are you really ready, Aiden? I'm kind of nervous myself. But I want to win with you..oi...that life will be nice." |
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| Crystal Rose | May 12 2012, 04:50 PM Post #523 |
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Staging Area "Y-Yeah.....Fine" Melanie said with a little bit of a whimper, eying the strange tubes. She knew what they were for, but was still attempting to forget they were there... "I h-hope we'll get to see you again....I'd like to get to know you" Melanie said with a sigh. She attempted to run her hand through her long hair, but suddenly remembered that it was in a long braid that was tied in a bun. She had leaned through training that her hair was an easy way for an enemy to hurt her...And since she refused to cut it she allowed an Avox to tie it up carefully out of the way. [...] Sarai gave a weak smile, leaning forward and hugging the boy tightly. She let the hug linger for a moment before taking his hand. "G...o...o...d.....L...u...c...k" "Alright, enough of the cute junk, we gotta get in the tube" Chloe said. Fancy Party Hall Kanna blinked, turning away from an old man that she had been wooing to see Samuel looking down at her. Instantly the woman frowned. "You have such low expectations for your tributes that you decided to leave them and come party instead?" she greeted, turning back to the man for a moment. "I'll be right back" she said simply, before following Samuel. "What do you want?" Spork Residence "I want to see it...." Colette said, looking to her father but not moving from her spot. It seemed as if Rose was comfortable stroking her daughter's curly hair. "I need to make sure he's okay" Rose sighed again, but then looked to Agoi as well. "I'll take her out if things get too intense..." |
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| AGodofIrony | May 12 2012, 05:37 PM Post #524 |
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-Game Center- Cess nodded to Shimera, then grinned a little, producing a small bug. “There's no pylons active in the center right now, so we can use our powers...I'm going to plant this on the Game Master...” Cess said quietly, “Shimera, I'm going to need you to stay here.” Cess made sure the door was locked, then turned back to the girl, handing her a device. “This will track my movements. If something goes wrong,” and something will, this is an RP, “Then I'm trusting you to bail me out...but if it's too dangerous, I want you to run, okay? Don't get yourself captured too...” -Staging Area- Ila frowned a bit. No one had ever been rescued from the Games before... “Don't worry...We just have to live along enough for him to find us. Knowing Jimi, I'm sure he'll figure it out as soon as he sees the arena,” Hammah smiled, believing in his brother. “I am ready!” Aiden smiled, nodding to Shipper, “Both you and I can win for sure! I'm looking forward to seeing everywhere together...” “Don't worry Melanie...you'll be able to see him again...” Galv said, “I swear it...” “I'll make sure she gets to see all of her family again...” -Fancy Meeting Hall- “My Tributes both didn't really care for me,” Samuel frowned. One had been a tall boy with red eyes and hair, and was just overall cold. The other had been a short tanned girl with green eyes, saying she already knew everything she needed to know about fighting from her father... He sighed, looking down at Kanna still. She was a lot different now then in the past, when he knew her. Though, that was mostly through Kain. “My son seems enamored with your daughter. He seems convinced to sacrifice himself for her...” Samuel said, “But...well...” He paused, shaking his head, “I've been trying to pull some strings. Something to get him out...just like I'm assuming you were doing the same for Melanie...But I doubt he'd go if Melanie staid.” Another pause, and Samuel stared right at Kanna, “But maybe...if we work together...their might be a chance we can save them both...” -Rebellion HQ- “When you've lived as long as I have, you pull out of plenty of interesting things from your past,” Old Man Sensei grinned at Grassi. He took the envelope from Hsu, opening it up. “Orders? Well, none, but I recommend relaxing for a moment,” he said, “We have a couple agents figuring out where the arena is this year...but the Game is starting soon, if you want to see yourself. Maybe someone will recognize the area. It's happened before...” -Freeside- Zeke just sighed then nodded, looking towards Kuo and Nix. “I like your choice of mercenaries, Cole,” Zeke smirked. -Spork Residence- Agoi sighed, then nodded his head, “If you're sure then...” He hated Colette seeing the Games. He really did wish he could protect her from them... But no matter what...he couldn't... “But once you see Hammah is fine, then I want you to stop watching, alright?” Agoi asked his daughter. |
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| GoldenSama | May 12 2012, 05:55 PM Post #525 |
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[Staging Area] Rica paused and he looked down at Melanie. He wondered how far he’d get if he grabbed her and tried to run out of here… “… I’ll see you when you win.” Rica said to Melanie, putting a hand on her shoulder. He groaned and turned away from them. He didn’t know what to say… this was horrible. […] Connor nodded to Sarai, and wished he could have let that hug go longer. He wished that moment would never end… but he knew it had to. “I’ll see you later Sarai.” Connor frowned, and he walked towards the tube. [Freeside] Nina came around the corner, and she had a machinegun hung over her shoulder. She approached Zeke, Cole, Kuo and Nix and put a hand on her hip. “Lovely. I guess this is our little group. We should get going. We’re heading out the South gate.” |
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