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![]() Echo and Cole had resumed their arguing; Natalie shot them a glare. "If we're going to be staying here, I think you should show us around," she responded to Gorbech (that was his name, right?). (I have a plot idea! 8D) 8/03/2009 #301 |
![]() (( What idea? )) 8/03/2009 #302 |
![]() (Well...maybe everyone at the base could be sucked into The Book, and there could be an adventure there. ;D) 8/03/2009 #303 |
![]() (( Cool. 'Course, everybody else has to agree, too, but the point is that I like it )) 8/03/2009 #304 |
![]() (Thanks! Now we just wait for other opinions...) 8/03/2009 #305 |
![]() (TACOZ.) 8/03/2009 #306 |
![]() (Delicious. Good idea. And by people, you mean the main characters, right?) Gorbech nodded. Then he pulled out a ring of keys on a metal ring. "Now I gave on qestion for you.....Jaguar or elephant?" _________ The Major hung his head. "Fine...but don't expect them to respond...they're .....well, they're marines. On duty, too." 8/03/2009 . Edited 8/03/2009 #307 |
![]() (@Shank: What are you in? I've heard Navy, MArines, and Boyscouts. I'm freaking confused dude! @_@) 8/03/2009 #308 |
![]() @Will, WHAT? Do you mean RL?) 8/03/2009 #309 |
![]() (Yes.) 8/03/2009 #310 |
![]() (NJROTC, Boy scouts, and was going to join Civil air patrol, but my parents wouldn't let me. Phooey.) 8/03/2009 #311 |
![]() (I see. I was considering joining the US Marines at some unknown point in my future.) 8/03/2009 #312 |
![]() (A good choice. A very good choice in fact. I on the other hand, am not going to, for personal reasons.) 8/03/2009 #313 |
![]() (You feel up to telling me or is it something you'd rather keep to yourself?) 8/03/2009 #314 |
![]() (Well, the military isn't even my first choice. Its my third. And if I did, I'd join the Navy so I could be a medic for the marines..... Did everyone else die? Or shall we RP?) 8/03/2009 #315 |
![]() (I'd actually be perfectly happy living a peaceful life working at a newspaper place. :3) (Where were we?) 8/03/2009 #316 |
![]() (Didn't you say you wanted to be a graveyard custodian?) (You were on your way to the Motor pool, and I described it.) 8/03/2009 #317 |
![]() (I really just want to live a life where no one would bug me.) Hyperion knocked on the large doors. 8/03/2009 #318 |
![]() (Ah.) The door, a very large garage door slowly wound up. Inside, marines were scurrying around, tending to vehicles, and carting weapons and vehicle parts around. ________________ Major Allen scanned the woods with his M14. and then turned back to Isabella. "Lets go." He jogged of into the woods. 8/03/2009 . Edited 8/03/2009 #319 |
![]() The two followed after Allen, eager to be part of the action. But it was not just that that Isabella was anxious about... 8/03/2009 #320 |
![]() "Excuse me, Major Allen said that you might be able to assist me." Hyperion said. 8/03/2009 #321 |
![]() The major kept ahead. "Do either of you have any powers that could help us find the assailent?" (DAMN SPELLING) Up in a tree, there was a scuffle, and the major turned istantly. Several gunshots rang out, and the rifle's muzzle blazed. Three raccoons fell out of the tree. He sighed, as he reloaded. "I'm sorry. Just a little paranoid" _________________ A man looked up from the engine of a bright red pickup truck. "Eh? Oh yes. He told us you were coming." The man walked over and stuck out his hand. "Hi I'm Mac. Boy, you really are something, aren't you?" 8/03/2009 . Edited 8/03/2009 #322 |
![]() "You could say that." He said. "On my homeworld, if you are not a capable weapon, you are melted down while active in front of the other fighters as a lesson. Is there any similar practice on this world?" 8/03/2009 #323 |
![]() "No, " Isabella said, sounding more confident than she was, "but there is a clearing ahead. He might be trying to hide there." In truth, she knew exaclty who and where the assailant was. But she simply could not admit it to herself...or the Major. 8/03/2009 . Edited 8/03/2009 #324 |
![]() Mac stared at hm. "Well...no. Not really. Here, We'll fix you up best we can. And then you can keep on fighting. So, if I could have a bit of background information on whats wrong?" __________________________ The Major nodded. "I'm going to sweep wide around. You go up the middle with Thiden. If we see him, try to incapacitate him best you can. We want this bastard alive." 8/03/2009 . Edited 8/03/2009 #325 |
![]() "To put it simply, my hydraulics which operate the plates covering my internal weapons systems are either busted, fried, or inoperable." 8/03/2009 #326 |
![]() Mac nodded. "Mind if you take a seat over there, so we can take a better look?" He asked, pointing to a Abrams tank. 8/03/2009 #327 |
![]() Hyperion sat down. 8/03/2009 #328 |
![]() That won't be any trouble, She thought. Thiden started to creep along the dense thicket, but Isabella pulled him to his feet. They needn't worry about being ambushed first. Blade was sitting in the middle of the clearing meditiating. She could feel his positive feelings flowing over to her via their mental link. It was too bad that that wouldn't last. They moved to the edge of the clearing, allowing the Marines to strike first. With the element of suprise, she could incapacitiate Blade in an instant. She would allow the Marines and the Major to have their vengance. 8/03/2009 #329 |
![]() " Now then". Mac took a look at the damge to the robot. "Christ, how did a big guy like you get this banged up? Hey Andy! Get me a can of WD40 and a monkey wrench!" ______________ It was all slient. The major crept up, seeing the figure sitting. He fought to hold back his rage. He pulled a flash bang out of his pocket, and with precise aim, chucked it at his head. 8/03/2009 #330 |
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