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Makura        Since: 01-22-05 From: The restaurant at the end of the universe.... Since last post: 5889 days Last activity: 5155 days |
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| You are trapped in a pitch black room. Suddenly the lights shoot on. You have no idea where you are. You have slight memories of yesterday, but have no idea how you came to be in this strange place. A voice clicks on, you can see an intercom on the wall.
"Welcome all. Here is your mission. The facility you are in will kill everything here, your job is to escape alive. Everyroom will appear as an ordinary room, but trust me when I say it isn't. You will be released soon. Take my advice, work with the others." The room you are in is stark white, and greatly resembles a cell. The walls are cement, and a steel door is keeping you trapped. Here is what you need to join: Name: Age: History: Specialty/Career: We're all human however what we encounter may not be. This is basically a giant maze you'll be going through. Think of the movie cube with a twist. In your intro include your reaction to what has just been said. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5077 days Last activity: 1387 days |
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| Name: Jack Ballain
Age: 24 History: A weapon enthusiast, and marksman. Jack Ballain, winner of the golden gun awards for the past six years, the only time he has legally been able to enter the contest. His parent lef thim in an orphanage, and was adopted by a nice catholic family. Hating every moment of this life, he left at as early of an age as possible. At seventeen he was emancipated on the claims of child abuse, though no such thing happened, Jack lied to get his way. And here he is now, loked in a room with a bunch of crazies. How fun... Speciality/Career: His speciality is with no doubt guns and weaponry. But his career is of the less grand and fascianting state. he is a bartender in the local strip club. The epicenter of corruption and a great place for scoundrels to hang out. Jack opened his eyes, the light hurt them. He is used to a dark room, and the nightlife. He considers himself nocturnal, making the day his sleeptime, and the night his time to party. His skin was pale, and his eyes a blue which sometimes seemed to be gray, depending on his mood. His straight black hair was to the back of his neck, and parted in the middle. Though several strands hung across his face. He looked around, this rom as too bright. What asshole turned the lights on. his head was swimming and then he realized...He was not in his home.He lept up, His longsleeve dresshirt had it's sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Underneath he wore a red beater. And the dress-shirt had the top three buttons open, and the bottom button as well. He examined the room. His feet were covered by his black combat boots, strapped up the the shin. His tight jeans, blue and stonewashed, gave some contrast to his black clothing. But nothing too noticable. He wore a black belt around his waist, The emblem of an iron cross placed in the middle. The message rang over the speakers. Jack's eyes widened, this was bad. He was in a strange place, but seemed to be fine. For now. Across the room he spotted his hat. A black fedora. After fixing the red and brown feathers, he placed it on his head. And took a better look at his surroundings. There were other people here, but they all seemed to be fine. Jack got a hold of himself and put a controlled look on his very attractive face. What Jack is wearing is actually exactly what I was wearing at that time,  , Except for the combat boots which I haven't bought yet. *shakes fist* |
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Evo Red Super Koopa Watching you fall brings joy to my heart....  Since: 08-16-04 From: Oregon Since last post: 6111 days Last activity: 6052 days |
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| Name: Evobalthene De LaCendre
Age: 21 History: Evobalthene grew up in a small town in the South of France. Her family was killed when she was 10, and has since used the time to track down the killer of her father. Between searching for him, she has been passing the time as an assassin for hire. She quit her career as an assassin when she met her fiance, Beau, but after his death after her 19th birthday, she resumed her hired hit career. She travels, hardly in one area for long. Specialty/Career: Evo specializes in sneak attacks and prefers close combat. He usual weapons are daggers and swords, but she loves to fight with her hands as well. She prides herself in her superfast reflexes and thinking quickly in tight situations. To date, she is still an assassin, killing for gold, training to claim the life of the man that killed her father. *The lights switched on and Evo's eyes adjusted quickly to the light. Damn, her cover was gone. Wait. What had happened? The last thing she remembered, she had just changed into her assassin's outfit and was getting ready to go after prey. Had she gotten caught? DAMNIT. That was good money too... Most people were coming around into conciousness now. One young man in particular was already standing and walking around, confusion twisting his handsome face. His attire, she found attractive. ...Let's see if his brain works, she thought to herself. Just then a voice came over the sound system. Shit. Ok. Work together. Work together. Good idea. We all need to get out alive. Evobalthene pushed herself off the ground and stood, leaning against the wall she was just slouched into. She would wait until more people came around before she would say anything to anyone. Brushing off her black pantsuit, she looked around with her emerald eyes wild. She took a red hair tie off her wrist and put her flaming red hair up into a tight pony tail and redied herself for anything that could come next.* |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream  Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1679 days Last activity: 866 days |
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| Name: Kaijin Surohm
Age: 22 History: He has no memories of his left before the age of Five, and living at an orphenage. He lived at that place for ten years, dealing with the head owner of the house, a rough man, violante, easy to anger, untill an unfortinante event that spawned Kaijin's career as a professional assassin. A Hired Gun. He lived on his own like this, and always looked out for his childhood friend, whom he thought of as a sister, untill one day from when she was kidnapped, and hasn't been seen since. Specialty/Career: Since hes a professional assassin, he has a natural ability to fight hand to hand, a military style of unarmed combat. He also a natural excellence with a gun, and is quick with a couple of daggers. He groned for a moment, face down on the cold floor. His head hurt for a moment, ponding with blood flowing through his veins. He wasn't too sure on what was going on. Slowly, he opened his eyes, just to reveal all he saw was darkness... A sudden fear run through him as he thought he was blind. He pulled his arms back, and planted both balms on the ground. Slowly, he pushed up, silently moving up to a crouching position, staring into the blackness of the room. Hoping that it was just dark. He wore his assassin gear, as he was in the middle of finding someone, before he was taken by suprise. It was a strapped on kevlar turtleneck vest, black kevlar military pants, with a couple of belts strapping them on, along with a pair of black military boots. His skin was clean, and free from scars (unlike my vampire persona) along with clear green, peircing eyes, and slick black hair. His eyes squinted immetiatly when the lights flaired on, the shock burning the retinas temporarily before they began to settle. A wave of relife coursed through him, glad it wasn't blindness... still, the voice gave him a chill. He listend to the overhead speaker, giving out an order from which he didn't like... Normally he was paid for this stuff... but he doubted he had a choice from it all... It took him but a moment afterwards to notice he felt a couple of presences near him. He spun in mid spot, to see who was around him. (Last edited by Kaijin Surohm on 09-25-05 06:57 AM) |
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Savedox Berserker You put a bullet in my head, Till black turns to red! This could all end in tragedy!  Since: 08-20-04 From: Read \"Real Name\" Since last post: 4547 days Last activity: 1635 days |
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| Name: Jason Roberts
Age: 20 History: jason was in a terrible accident a week before he wound up here in this room.. He dosnt remember anything before the accidnet.. no memory's of who he was or what he did.. all he know's is his name and age from the medical document's he read when he woke up from a coma the day before appearing here.. Specialty/Career:Unknow since he dosnt have his memory.... A dull aching in jason's head awoke him from his not to decent slumber. As he opened his eyes all there was was darkness. All he could hear were moans comeing from random area's of the darkness. Suddenly the lights came on peircing his eyes and making his head feel like a spike was driven through it. Visions of faces that he didnt recognize started flashing through his head. Jason could hear the announcment over the speaker but he didnt understand it exept for a few words here and there because of the pain in his head. He started to get up into a standing position but only got half way before he stumbled forward and fell back to the ground. Trails of a peice of the white bandage on his head flutterd behind him as he fell. He hit the ground with a slight thud sound and passed out. |
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Makura Since: 01-22-05 From: The restaurant at the end of the universe.... Since last post: 5889 days Last activity: 5155 days |
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| Eris McManus
17 History: Eris, an adopted child has been a rebel her entire life. She's never had many friends, and doesn't let people get close to her easily. Her abusive foster parents don't seem to care about her so she lives the night life. She dropped out of highschool her sophmore year, but is an insanely talented artist and musician. Aryss awoke, surprisingly comfortable, fore she was used to sleeping on hard floor. Her eyes were immediatly accustomed to the dark, and surprisingly she didn't panic. She could sense the other forms around her and sat up just before the lights flashed on. An immediate shooting pain sent itself from the back of her head to inbetween her eyes. She blinked trying to get used to her new vision. As she did the message came over the loud speaker. She groaned as teh last words were spoke, " How did I get myself into this?" She stood up with slight dificulty, and looked at what she was wearing fore she did not remember. Her tight black cargo pants hugged her kneehigh black boots slightly, and her tattered black sweater hung on her slender form. Her black hair was tied back, with the exception of a blue section in the front. She noticed she had been stripped of her cellphone, and cd player, but her cigaretes remained. "Meh, mine as well." She lit one and took a long heavy drag on it. OOC: your histories and skills will be well incorporated, flash backs of your memories, family, etc. Will fit nicely so use them. I'm gonna give this another night to see if anyone joins but feel free to interact with other players. I will be playing Eris, and the voice over the intercom in every room. (Last edited by Makura on 09-26-05 01:34 AM) |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1679 days Last activity: 866 days |
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| Kaijin immetiatly snapped his sight behind him, as he heard the girl speak. He was fully awake by now, and would rather not suffer any more unpleasant suprses...
He turned around the room, looking around, for a door, or window... anything... He sighed for a moment as he began to pace the room. He wasn't in the mood for this... He had plans he was in the middle of! "Bastards..." He said softly. He could only guess that the people he were after were behind this. It made the most sense, seeing as how they were marked for dead in his book... But then again, he never heard of the thoes people ever going as far as this. None of them were skilled enough to sneak up on Kaijin... "Girl, the question isn't How, but Why." He spoke softly, looking over his soulder at Eris, while he traced the room. |
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Makura Since: 01-22-05 From: The restaurant at the end of the universe.... Since last post: 5889 days Last activity: 5155 days |
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| "Speak for yourself," Eris said, completely frustrated she had resentment in her voice even if she didn't mean it directly at this man. She took anotherl ong drag on her cigarette. This was not the time for her life to fall apart completely, she had finally talked to the art critic, and he was interested. | |||
Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable  Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 102 days Last activity: 102 days |
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| ((Yay, I can use my BESM character))
Name: Mina Cunningham Age: 27 History: Mina was born and raised in San Francisco, Ca. Her father was a Vietnamese orphan adopted by a local Scottish family, and he taught Mina her skills in fighting. Her mother, a dancer of Irish decent, taught her how to become more flexible so she could fight more fluidly. As a youth she got involved in the Asian Mafia as a Professional, but by the age of 25 she had grown tired of it and sought to get out... they didn't like it. A fight with two low-ranked thugs in a dock-side bar resulted in not only Mina getting slashed in the face by a broken bottle, but in the death of both thugs. She needed to get far under the radar of the Asian Mafia, and fast. To get ouf of California she took a job in Brooklyn as a Kempo instructor. her family knew nothing of her ties to the mafia and she tries to keep anyone from finding out. Specialty/Career: Master Kempo fighter with a precise knowledge of human physiology and key points that can result in either instant death or incredible (but non-lethal) pain. Ex-professional for the Asian mafia. Her specialty is unarmed, obviously, and with her skills and dexterity, she is quite deadly. *A groan is heard from the corner as a woman slowly sits up, rubbing her head slightly. She has black hair tied up in a braid that hangs just below her shoulder blades. Placing one hand on the ground she silently springs to her feet. She wears a white sports tank top, leaving the light mocha-colored skin of her arms exposed; and loose black pants that allow for good mobility, as well as a pair of black and white tennis shoes. The woman raises a hand to shield her dark brown eyes from the bright light momentarily until her vision adjusts* "What the fuck... where am I?" *She notices the others in the room and tensed up, seeing as last she remembered she had just laid down for a nap after her Kempo class had ended for the day* "Who are you people?!" |
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Evo Red Super Koopa Watching you fall brings joy to my heart.... Since: 08-16-04 From: Oregon Since last post: 6111 days Last activity: 6052 days |
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| *Evobalthene watched as the people came around, confused, some of them trying to play it cool. She did a mental eye-roll but kept her poker face on, revealing nothing until a tall man of about 20 stood up. He looked weary as he tried to walk, a look of confusion and pain plastered on his face. He stumbled, then fell back against the wall where he was origionally sitting, his headwrap coming lose around him.
Evobalthene approached him and slapped his face lightly. Out cold. She stood up and looked around, her face once again unreadable until a tan woman stood up and asked about who everyone was. Evo pushed herself off the wall and sauntered over to her, her eyes scanning the room for traps and the like. As she aproached the woman, she noticed her beautiful features. She had an air of rediness about her, someone Evo herself was not sure that she wanted to get on the bad side of. Absently, she touched the curved scar just below her left eye. She thought about her father, and how she would make it out alive to avenge his death. Her lively and sparkling emerald eyes grew cold and hard at the thought of the man, but she smiled when she got closer to the tan woman, lighting up her features.* "Evobalthene De LaCendre." *She extended a hand toward the woman.* "Evo. How about yourself?" |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 102 days Last activity: 102 days |
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| *Mina looked at Evo, noticing a simularity between herself and this girl. She raised her hand to her own scar, which ran from the bridge of her nose to the edge of her right chin. Her guard didn't drop, but she let her muscles visably relax*
"Mina. Mina Cunningham." *She held her hand out to shake Evo's* |
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Savedox Berserker You put a bullet in my head, Till black turns to red! This could all end in tragedy! Since: 08-20-04 From: Read \"Real Name\" Since last post: 4547 days Last activity: 1635 days |
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| Over the dull ache of his head jason could hear some people talking in the background. He slowly opened his eyes to the light and this time it didnt hurt to much. Jason looked around and saw a few people up and talking somewhat among themselves.
Slowly jason got to his feet and looked around in confusion as it slowly became apparent to him that he wasnt anywhere he's seen before. He stifly started to walk away from the small group of people so that he could think a little better. "what have I gotten myself into...?" He thought to himself as he tried to remember his past.."better yet... Who am I? " jason softly spoke out loud..... |
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Makura Since: 01-22-05 From: The restaurant at the end of the universe.... Since last post: 5889 days Last activity: 5155 days |
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| Eris glanced around the room and noticed the two woman. She doubled back at their resemblence.
"Weird," she thought to herself. as she scanned the room again her eyes widened as tehy came across a man iscolated from the rest of us, her jaw dropped and the cigarette flew out of her mouth. She shook her head and stomped out the cigarette hoping no one would notice her shock. She felt both utter hapiness and desperate confusion. She put her hand to her mouth and looked down at her shoes. |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 102 days Last activity: 102 days |
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| OOC: Well, aside from the scars on the face we look nothing alike I think. Perhaps in build, that is all.
BIC: *Mina glanced over at a girl stomping out a cigarette, her sudden change in demenor calling her to attention. She followed her gaze to a lone boy across the room, noting the apparent connection between the two. Looking around the room she assessed her "companions". All seemed younger than her, though it looked like the older three had training. The one in the hat had the posture and demenor of someone with good aim, but not the strength of a combat fighter. The French girl named Evo was lithe and seemed dexterous, the way she carried herself made if obvious she was of Professional level, as was the male pacing the room. He seemed more on her level though, judging by his gait and muscle structure. Those three, particularly Evo and the one pacing the room, were ones to be wary of. The young girl and the confused looking boy did not seem very threatening at all... but looks could be decieving* "Does anyone know how we got here?" |
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Savedox Berserker You put a bullet in my head, Till black turns to red! This could all end in tragedy! Since: 08-20-04 From: Read \"Real Name\" Since last post: 4547 days Last activity: 1635 days |
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| Jason slowly leaned up against the wall. The cool surface was refreshing to the back of his aching head. "At least the pain is going down" He mutterd to himself as he put his hands in the pockets of his wrinkled blue jeans.
He slowly let his blue eyes close as he tryed think how he ended up here in the first place. Jason let his thoughts roam back to the week before when he awoke in a bed in the hospital. but soon after the images started to fade back into nothingness. All he had found out was that his name was jason and that the government couldnt find anyone that knew him. Jason then reached up and procided to unwrap the bandage from his head. Letting the long piece of white cloth flout to the floor right next to his feet. His shoulder length blonde hair fell around his face blocking his vision from the rest of the room. He looked up just in time to see the cigarette drop from Eris's mouth onto the floor. For a split second she had a look of utter surprise and shock on her face before she coverd it up. She looked oddly fermiliar but he just couldnt put his finger on it. "it must be someone I saw in the street or something" He thought to himself. Jason then stood up straight and started walking towards the group to find out what he could on where they were and most importantly...Why? |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1679 days Last activity: 866 days |
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| Kaijin traced the room fully. From his slow pace around the room, he could find a small indentation from where a door was, but there was no way to open the thing... He shook his head slowly, fustrated for letting himself get caught.
He sighed for a moment, and looked back at the silent group. Styaing to himself wasn't going to help matters, so he figured he'd try something. "Well then." He slid against the wall, and fell to a sitting position. He felt odd looking like the only S.W.A.T. person there, while everyone else was more... casual. "Maybe if everyone says what they last remember, we could figure out why we were put here?" A slim chance, but better then keeping the odd silence going... He proped his left knee up, and rest his wrists on his knee, relaxing his shoulders. |
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Evo Red Super Koopa Watching you fall brings joy to my heart.... Since: 08-16-04 From: Oregon Since last post: 6111 days Last activity: 6052 days |
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| *Evo looked at the man who was just pacing the room, then back to Mina. She thoughtfully chewed at ehr bottom lip, as if trying to decide the wisest thing to say. She looked down at her attire again, finding it a little too form-fitting to be wearing in a bright room filled with strangers. She glanced at the gal stomping her cigarette, then at the man who was, just moments before, passed out.
Figuring no one else was going to go first, she shook her head and looked down at the ground, pondering if she was to tell the truth or not. Again she absently touched the small scar under her left eye, then waved her hand in the air as if a sign of defeat. She looked at everyone, and trying to speak in the best English she could with the least acent she could, she spoke* "I was getting ready. For a battle. A... one-on-one, so to speak. I was een a big town, not a city, een my hotel room. Ze sun had gone down only hours before, and I was putting on... zis....." *SHe motioned at her black ninja-like suit, trimmed with red and hesitated before continuing.* "I left my hotel room. Come to think of eet, I don't 'sank I locked the door. Any vay. I left ze hotel from ze exit by de lounge, in an alleyway. I was being careful.... I don't understand... Usually nothing can take me by surprise... like zat anyway." *She finished, unsure of whether she should reveal anymore to them. They were on the same side, right? Right?* "no... maybe not..." *She softly whispered, so that the only person that might have heard her would have been Mina, as she was only about a foot or two away. Evo crossed her arms, hugging herself, and waited for another story.* |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1679 days Last activity: 866 days |
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| He slipped his right hand down to his side, and let his left elbow rest on his proped up knee. He looked at Evo intently, listening in... Her story sounded similar to his in a whole...
He saw her mouth a line afterwards, but due to the angel she was at, he couldnt' read it... He wasn't planning to press on as is.. He closed his eyes for a moment before speaking up. "I was starting a war..." He thought quietly to himself after he said that... He looked to the side, deep in thought, and sharp pain of guilt went through his heart as he sat on the hard floor. He looked up around the room, not willing to give out anymore. No need to let out more then needed. And it was true. He was about to start a war... He looked back up, his green eyes scanning the room at the others. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 91 days Last activity: 80 days |
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| Name Chris Wistock
Age 25 Specialty Security Systems,slicing,Sniping OOC: Cube and Hypercube were awesome movies...Cube was kinda ironic... BIC "Welcome all. Here is your mission. The facility you are in will kill everything here, your job is to escape alive. Everyroom will appear as an ordinary room, but trust me when I say it isn't. You will be released soon. Take my advice, work with the others." "Damnit...What the hell is the meaning of this..." *Chris looks around at the people in the room eyeing them up as they speak amongst eachother. Chris looks down at himself noticing hes been stripped of his tools and his phone Noticing he is still in his S.W.A.T. Sniping suit* "Hello...Im Chris" *Chris Shoves himself up off the ground eyeing the room they are stuck in at the moment* For some reason this looks familiar... |
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Evo Red Super Koopa Watching you fall brings joy to my heart.... Since: 08-16-04 From: Oregon Since last post: 6111 days Last activity: 6052 days |
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| *Evo looked at the SWAT guy, and the guy that looked like he could be a SWAT guy. She pursed her lips and searched them for answers.
She strode over to the guy who was slouching against the wall, who had mumbled something moments before. She slid down the wall a few feet away from him and looked out into the room at everyone else, not making eye contact with him.* What? Did you say starting a war? *Talking to him personally, Evo did not hold back her accent, and a strong accent from Southern France rolled off her tongue.* "Zat is not very helpful, I think. I did not exactly wish to talk about vat I vas doing, either. You are ze one who suggested eet, maybe you can be more helpful to ze rest of us." She looked up to the guy in the SWAT uniform and smiled, speaking louder so he could hear her.* " 'Allo, Chris. I am Evo. What is the last thing YOU remember? Or anyone else..." *Evobalthene trailed off and stole a glance at the guy she was sitting next to. He was like her somehow, Evo could feel it in his air. She wondered what he had meant by 'starting a war,' but would not press to much on the matter, as he seemed as if he regretted something.* OOC : When Evo was 'taken,' she had her belt on her, with all her weapons, her two schimmitar daggers, her broadsword, and a few other items. She also had some strapped to her ankles, are they still there? If not, is the belt still there, or is it gone completely? (Last edited by Evo on 09-28-05 03:05 AM) |
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