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Dec 30, 2005 19:51:28 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Dec 30, 2005 19:51:28 GMT -8
Elizabeth quickly made her way to the fallen boy and touched him gently. Her hands were still organic, thank goodness. "You're number seven, aren't you? What happened? Has HE killed them all yet, or is he biding his time?"
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Dec 31, 2005 19:39:58 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Dec 31, 2005 19:39:58 GMT -8
(hey, Zephyr. I can't really make the story move along if Reign doesnt react, somehow.)
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Jan 1, 2006 12:45:40 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Jan 1, 2006 12:45:40 GMT -8
I was hoping to bide my OWN time undil i thought something up.. but i suppose i have no choice.))
Reign lunges again at Kris, leaping airborne and diving toward the boys gut, about to slam him hard into the wall.
Icarus watched, hoping for answers, amazed that the door opened again. They were supposed to be unpenetrable.. This had to be some sort of sign.
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Jan 1, 2006 13:55:07 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Jan 1, 2006 13:55:07 GMT -8
Kris stepped to the side. As she lunged towards him he thrust his knee into the air once more. Hoping that it would knock her unconsciuos. Can she be unconscuios? Is it possible? Can Kris stop her from Apolleons orders...
(find out next time on...project!)
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Post by Zeffa! on Jan 4, 2006 7:23:53 GMT -8
Reign again took a heavy hit to the stomach, but this time she wasn't slowed, and her hands soon went from open-palmed to a clenched fist, burying itself in Kris' gut, another strike moving to his head.
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Jan 4, 2006 14:49:54 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Jan 4, 2006 14:49:54 GMT -8
Kris lost his breath. He couldnt breath...He figured that Reign would be stronger than she looked, but that was far more strength than he thought it would be....He managed to lift his arm in the way of the head-shot. And thrust the other one towards her face.
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Jan 12, 2006 18:43:30 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Jan 12, 2006 18:43:30 GMT -8
Number 7 died as he lay, his breath finally ceasing.
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Jan 13, 2006 14:47:24 GMT -8
Post by Raiku on Jan 13, 2006 14:47:24 GMT -8
(Crud, I thought incorrectly then.)
Kris lunged again at Reign.
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Apr 27, 2006 15:16:27 GMT -8
Post by Raiku on Apr 27, 2006 15:16:27 GMT -8
EVERYTHING EXPLODED!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Apr 27, 2006 17:12:52 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Apr 27, 2006 17:12:52 GMT -8
It's been sixteen years since the horrible accident. The rising smoke from the Laboratory, hidden deep in the woods was seen for miles around by the surrounding hamlets and villages scattered around. The Police, and eventually the FBI had been called in, and searched the place up and down, recovering any bodies, and hiding any evidence that any abomination like this had ever occured. The people in the villages were told it had been an abandoned power plant, where teenagers had been using as a club. They apparantly struck something which caused a chain reaction. Regardless, a good remainder of the public saw through the lies, though no trace of the lab had been left to refute their claims.
Whatever became of that place, or whatever was going inside remains a mystery. If there were any survivors of the Lab, they were never discovered or tracked by the FBI.
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Apr 28, 2006 15:30:19 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 28, 2006 15:30:19 GMT -8
Elizabeth moved quickly through the woods. She was still amazed at the emensity of the world, even though she had been out in it for quite some time. Her bare feet were being constantly pricked with slivers. Pain. She was used to it by now. No problem. It did smart, though... she'd take care of it later. She wondered where exactly she was going... but what did it matter? Anywhere she had gone, she had been rejected. Once again, she was running from the police. Sixteen years of running away... what was she going to do?
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Apr 28, 2006 20:36:45 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Apr 28, 2006 20:36:45 GMT -8
Dr. Connie Melbourne was not having a good day. Already, a family had brought in a mother doe, who they carelessly hit with their truck. The father, having his son in the car, felt guilty, and brought him to her vet. It was way out in the boonies, but she was the only animal caretaker in the area. She had gotten animals from baby birds to wolves and wildcats. "I can't save the mother..." she told the father. The doe was foaming at the mouth, and shouting. "I might be able to save the fawn.. but it'll be difficult." the father nodded...
She loved her work, despite this stuff. She had a soft spot for nature's children.
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Apr 28, 2006 20:48:41 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 28, 2006 20:48:41 GMT -8
Elizabeth could feel the police closing in, so she did what she knew how to do best. She hid. Fortunately for "the project", there was a tree that was perfect for climbing. With amazing ability, the girl scrambled up the tree, her ragged dress getting snagged. Obviously she had done this many times before. She got to a suitable height and waited.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 2, 2006 6:22:42 GMT -8
Sighing, Connie held the fawn in a towel, smiling to the father and son. "It's a girl," she said with a happy smile. "And she's perfectly fine."
after the two had left, and the fawn was being taken care of and sleeping, Connie stepped outside. Another squadcar rode by... There certainly has been alot of police around since that explosion at the plant. I don't know what they plan to find all the way out here though.
It was later in the day when her sister called in, bawling into the phone. The hysterical woman wanted her to come over. There were sirens in the background of the reciever. Frowning, the vetrinarian got in her car. It was a jeep really, more for practicality than appearance. She liked things like that. Turning the key, she put the engine into drive, and made her way along the narrow two-lane road.
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May 2, 2006 18:01:24 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on May 2, 2006 18:01:24 GMT -8
The police had finally given up and gone away. Elizabeth let out a breath that she was not aware she had been holding and started carefully down the tree. She jumped to the forest foor and began to move once more through the trees.
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