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Pockets Werewolf pockets         Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Kasai shakes his head in responses to Aretmis wondering about questions and crossed his arms over his chest waiting for the group to start out. | |||
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| I like the concept of only being alive to Learn Clock. It's a nice idea. I look at
each day as a time to learn something new even if it's something completely useless or inconsequential normally. It's still new. So it is worth learning. I also have to agree with Elara. Hell is Earth basically. And this hell is one that we've created for ourselves through ignorance, hatred, bigotry, and stupidity. Humans are wonderful creatures aren't they? *insert heavy sarcasm* |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| happy birthday a bit late.
Yeah. We are all gettign old. I think WhiteRose and myself are about the oldest on this board that are actual regular posters. hmmm..... *goes off to make a thread about that.* |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Becuase of the Birthday thread Rogue started for Xeo it occured to me to wonder peoples ages.
I myself am 21 and I know WhiteRose, Elara, Makura and GuardianOni's ages. I think WhiteRose and Myself are the oldest regular posters on this board. So how old is everyone? |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Elric I said "I think WhiteRose and Myself are the oldest regular posters on this board. "
Note the words "regular posters." The people you mentioned I haven't seen posting on this board in a long time. |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Rhyven walks over to the case with his name on it and carefully checks the
case for wires and explosives before he flips open the latches and tosses up the lid. "Wicked!" Reaching in he withdraws a floor length black trench coat. Several inches of the hem are torn and tattered indicating much wear and use. Removing the ten four inch long throwing knives from the case sliding them into the five specially made holders within the breast pockets of the coat. Reaching once again into the case he removes a hardshell case that he sets down on the floor before opening to reveal a Arms Tech Super Mach Interdiction. An American .300 Winchester Magnum Semiautomatic Sniper Rifle broken into 5 pieces that he rapidly put together with a series of well practiced motions. The folding stocks were flipped up against the barrel and the shoulder strap was attached to the rifle before he flipped open a compartment within the case to remove the custom built scope, set to fire accurately up to 1,000 yards. The rifle had a solid matte black finish. The entire Rifle was custom designed and most of the parts are Patented by Arms Tech. It was a very expensive piece of equipment and Rhyven had carried it through several classified military engagements while a member of the Army Special Forces. He reached into the case again and removed five 10 round clips. He slapped one into the rifle, chambered a round, set the safety and slipped the other four clips into one of his coat pockets before he stood and kicked the case away so that it slammed against a wall. He slung the rifles strap over his shoulder and drew one of his knives twirling it rapidly between the fingers of his left hand while he dug a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket with his right and lit one with his Zippo. "I feel much better," he sighed, exhaling a cloud of smoke. (Last edited by Pockets on 10-12-05 06:43 AM) |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Rhyven completely ignored Jason and Eris aside from glancing at them out of the corner of his eye. He tossed his cigarette to the side, flipped his long braid of hair back over his shoulder and lifted his rifle as he walked to the corner of the hallway.
Kicking open the doors he rolled sideways into the room, put his back against a wall and flipped on the night vision option on the scope quickly scanning the room. |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Rhyven resists the urge to roll his eyes at the idiot yelling at him in a dark
room where no one yet has any idea if there's someone lying in wait for them. Instead of answering he sits quietly in the dark, still scanning the room through the night vision optionon his rifles scope. For a moment he considers switching it over to thermal but discards the idea. With all the people that will be entering the room it could drastically confuse the situation with him being unable to tell if a person is friend or foe. |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| The Belgariad and the Mallorean as Elara said woul dmake a kick ass series or couple of movies.
I also think Wheel of Time or the Sword of Trut series's would be really awesome. Crystal Singer by Ann McCafferey... ... nothing else comes to mind at present. (Last edited by Pockets on 10-15-05 06:55 PM) |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| "We're in a plain room. Four walls. No visible exits save the one we just
entered through. Evo, there's a number 13 written on the wall a few inches in front of your hand right now. I can't tell if it's engraved, etched, painted or marker but it only shows up through the night vision." Rhyven said at a normal level. Lowering his rifle he rose to his feet walked ahead to the wall where the thirteen was and lit a cigarette with his zippo. He then held up the lighter to light the wall where the number should be written. (Last edited by Pockets on 10-19-05 06:13 PM) |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| "Can we please GO now?" Kasai asked, his voice sounding like angry
flutes. (don't ask.) |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| When I finish typing up that damned material. *grumbles* It's a lot more time consuming than I'd originally thought and I have a lot of other crap going on that's driving me crazy.
I'll probably work on it a little bit tonight after I get back from Shipwreck. |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| "Negative Thirteen?" Rhyven looks bored, leaning up against a wall.
"Next time just let him shoot himself. We don't need anyone too weak weighing the rest of us down." |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Rhyven looked up at the open ventilation shaft. Everything about it just seemed
to scream 'trap' at him but it was probably their best bet out of there so he walked over to Evo and hunched down slightly, lacing his fingers together in order to boost her up to the ceiling. "Climb on," he said choosing to ignore Chris's stupid comments about him seeming to think he's a bad ass or something. |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Rhyven eyed the hole above his head that Evo had just disappeared into. "Everyone
into the pool," he called lacing his fingers together again to boost the next person. "Come on Mina," he said jerking his head in her direction. "Up you go. I'll be the last one up since i can jump that and pull myself up but we need to keep moving." |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Rhyven glanced at Ellette. "Ladies first," he said smiling pleasantly at her.
"Let's get this rolling feast rolling. I want to find whoever put us in here and introduce him/her/them to my knives." |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| Kasai wanders over to Avron where he is tending to his war horse. "Did you notice,
Artemis?" he asks quietly. "I only picked it up a few times but it's defenitely there." |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| anybody have any questions for Murdock or Myself? Anything you're interested in
or curious about? |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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| "Come on people," Rhyven called to the rest of the occupants of the room.
"Somebody jump up here, we gotta get moving I want to get out of here as quickly as possible." |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 4885 days Last activity: 4401 days |
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 How evil are you? |
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