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| SMBEffect | Jan 12 2008, 06:29 PM Post #121 |
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Aspen walked close to Mellow and Ice, his water bottle still in his hands. "Another trip to the white room of eternity." |
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| HUNTER JAWA | Jan 12 2008, 06:47 PM Post #122 |
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Jawa stepped out of the communications clinic. He hated breaking the news of death, but for some reason he was always stuck making te call. Jawa was feeling worried about what happned to Shadow, so he headed toward the administration clinic. |
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| GameBoyPlayerAdvance | Jan 12 2008, 06:56 PM Post #123 |
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King had seen shadow get attacked and had been following storm through the ducts by ear. He reached the room the 2 were in and didn't know how to help. He always would write things to tell the guards and had some scrap paper in his pocket. He scribbled out a message and crumpled it into a compact easy to put through the duct size. His heartrate increased because he was bluffing. He tossed it out and quietly crawled around a corner in the duct. The paper he tossed toward storm read. "I kn0w ur nam3s, let h!m g0 0r !'ll k!ll u, buster!" |
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| HUNTER JAWA | Jan 12 2008, 07:02 PM Post #124 |
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When he reached the door, Jawa realized his thumb signature wouldnt open the door. He looked downward toward a duct. He would have abandoned the idea immediatly if the duct didnt appear to have been already opened. Slowly, Jawa opened the duct and climbed in. He saw a sillouette ahead so he drew his firearm and taser and quietly walked on... |
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| GameBoyPlayerAdvance | Jan 12 2008, 07:05 PM Post #125 |
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King rushed away from the shadow he saw taking several sharp turns and climbing onto a damaged fan and then stepped out onto a 2 inch nook and hugged it. |
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| HUNTER JAWA | Jan 12 2008, 07:09 PM Post #126 |
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Jawa reached the first opening in the duct. There was a slip of paper on top of the desk that had attraced Shadow's attention. Sombody had to have dropped it.... Jawa turned the corner and continued searching. |
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Jan 12 2008, 11:05 PM Post #127 |
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Storm picked up the paper, laughed, and shoved it in his pocket. "I'll put Shadow in the White Room, sir." Storm said as he unfastened Shadow and guided him deeper into the department. The White Room was reserved for the extremely mentally disturbed with several levels of security. The room was simply a padded wall room that was perfectly white. He checked Shadow in and began walking away. He looked at the note that had been written and stared at it. He sat down in a chair not too far away and dialed a number into his cell. "I'm going to be late tonight...Yes, I know...Listen, it's serious...yes...right...me too...yeah, I should make it...of course...good night." He closed his cellphone and looked at the note again. "I'm gonna have to have Prime run the prints on this. I'm getting sick of this anarchy." Storm thought as he got up and began walking. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Shadow X | Jan 12 2008, 11:48 PM Post #128 |
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Shadow remained in the white room..he knew it was a place for the mentally unstable, something he wasnt...He just had a dark tone... Shadows thoughts- "My destiny resides in this place..escaping is not my choice...torture and murder of the souls of the guards is... |
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| Twilight Sage | Jan 12 2008, 11:59 PM Post #129 |
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Knight simply smiled as Shadow and Storm walked off. He got back to his office, which seemed to be more like a throne than an office. He sits down, and puts down his earlier notes. He takes a fresh sheet of paper, and walks down toward the subject room. |
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| Malceure | Jan 13 2008, 12:15 AM Post #130 |
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Suddenly, Knight's phone began to ring. Only one person actually knew Knight's phone number, and it was obvious who was on the other end. In the mean time, Mello was in the restroom, commiting suicide once more. This time however, he was using the coat of a guard to hang himself, the guard who waited outside the lavatory door foolishly believing that Mello suffered from the chills. As he tied the coat on the pipes, Mello hummed a little tone, taking pleasure in his work. |
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| Shadow X | Jan 13 2008, 07:47 AM Post #131 |
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Meanwhile Shadow remained in the white room..wishing the room was dark black. Shadow then pondered if anyone knew he was absent. |
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| Twilight Sage | Jan 13 2008, 09:06 AM Post #132 |
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Knight picked up his phone and answered. "Yes sir. What do you need?" |
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| HUNTER JAWA | Jan 13 2008, 09:11 AM Post #133 |
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Jawa turned another corner and saw king in the nook. He pointed his weapon. Jawa: Alright King, stand up real slow...if you've got any weapon drop it or i swear i'll put a bullet in you. |
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| GameBoyPlayerAdvance | Jan 13 2008, 11:01 AM Post #134 |
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King decided to return to his room to plan ahead. He thought of how he could cause chaos and perhaps free everybody, but he was held back by the duty to kill that one. |
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| Eon | Jan 13 2008, 12:24 PM Post #135 |
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OoC: Does this serve as a valid reason for having my room black? And btw, lets just say I stole the xtra soda. Ice: I'm tired. I'm gonna go take a nap. *His room aside from the others was black, most likely in accordance to his color reaction's test* |
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