 New link in the top of page "IRC Chat". |
| Register | Login | |||||
 |
Main
| Memberlist
| Active users
| Calendar
| Last Posts
| IRC Chat
| Online users Ranks | FAQ | XPW | Stats | Color Chart | Photo album |
|
| | ||
New link in the top of page "IRC Chat". |
| Register | Login | |||||
|
Main
| Memberlist
| Active users
| Calendar
| Last Posts
| IRC Chat
| Online users Ranks | FAQ | XPW | Stats | Color Chart | Photo album |
|
| | ||
| 0 users currently in Hall of Fame. |
| Xeogaming Forums - Hall of Fame - Innocence Gone |
 |  | Thread closed |
| Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 | Next newer thread | Next older thread |
| User | Post | ||
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\"         Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| Kevin awoke in the ward with a start. He noticed his sterile clothes and environment, and got up, aching. Luckily, nothing was broken. In the room, he changed back into his jeans and white shirt, and exited the room. As he passed Trois, he gave him a scowl, and continued past him. "Trois, salvage what you canof that Sentinal, and analyze its components so we actually stand a chance against those things if Jack's not aroun." He continued on, and spoke again, louder. "No vistors. I want to be alone for a while." He enterd his room, and slammed his door shut. He opened the window in his room, and lit a cigarette, as he stared outside.
OOC: Ironically enough, I was just listening to Guns & Roses' song, Patience. ANyone who know the lyrics will see how ironic that was, given the situation Kevin is in  |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| Jack noticed Kevin sulking by. He smiled at Aldis and said "excuse me before following after Kevin quickly. He watched Kevin shut the door to which he responded by pushing the door wide open.
"What're you whining about now?" He walked over and sat down across from Kevin. |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| He blew smoke outside, and glanced over at him. "Have any idea why she left?" | |||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| "Uh...To go visit the people she's officialy the leader of?"
Jack was a little caught off-guard by his reasoning for sulking. He had a annoyed look on his face, showcasing his impatience. "She's coming back, man. Just a visit." |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| "...Trois was pissed at me, alright. Damn, blind idiot..."
He leaned back in his chair, and hit the cig again, and sighed. |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| Cairoi chuckled as Kevin said these words. This was a worse reason than before.
"Cause Trios is getting over Duex's death much more slowly than anyone else, even Kiera. He loved her, man. Give him the oppurtunity to be angry. I mean, it wasn't smart to chase after Francine like that. She knew what she was doing." |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| He puched the side of the window pane, and glared at Jack. "If I didn't get there when I did, she coulda been killed by that damn thing! Shit; even I had no idea it was out there." He sighed and blew more smoke. "I guess it was all luck that I just fell in love with her enough to follow her to the ends of the earth..." | |||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| Jack's face twitched with anger.
"If you aren't in your mech, Francine is a more competant fighter than you. She would have been fine. Another thing, your mech could have led it to you two! Every action has a consequant reaction. If you hadn't gone, maybe the Sentinal wouldn't have found anyone! Your selfish need to be near her endangers her. Learn to be able to love her enough to know how to protect her." Jack looked at Kevin, grim seriousness in his face. He knew too much about this to not know what he was talking about. |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| "Do you even know what those things are equpped with? I remember working in the Government, staring over the R&D Labs Scientists writings and blueprints. Luckily, I retained their information. It knew she was there the whole time. It was waiting for the car to stop, and destroy it as soon as she got in. I know how they think... Trust me..."
He looked out the window. "You have no idea how much those things sicken me..." (Last edited by Clockworkz on 01-31-06 07:24 PM) |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| "You saw it in it's pre-development stage. Also, you may know HOW it thinks, but you don't know what it WAS thinking. So listen, Francine can defend herself. I'd trust my life with ANY officer of 369 or Witche's Through. I trust her more than these plans you saw. Times change, Kevin, as do people. Show me you can trust her on her own. "
|
|||
True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 130 days Last activity: 130 days |
| ||
| Trois beant over on the ground and picked up an item. It was dead ofcourse but Trois knew what it was.
Trois gave the orders to the people to salvage the sentinel. "I'll be back." He said and walked back into the area. He walked up to Kevin's room. "It seems you were right this time Kevin," he said. Trois threw the item onto Kevin's bed. "A homing device." Trois sighed. "I'm going to check out it's origins okay?" He walked away and began to type on his laptop in the office. There he connected the device to a USB port. "If I can't have your throne, I'll make a deal with you," Sandra said. "What?" Francine asked. "Revenge..." Sandra said. "We live by the werewolf rule, an eye for an eye..." "A tooth for a tooth," Francine finished. "Yes, I remember that saying, but things have changed Miss." Francine said. "I'm not letting you have my fiance." Keira felt a little woozy, but she's was doing alright. This magick she had acquired would help her out. The only thing she had to try is to super charge her healing wind, but not to the point where it would play God. She didn't like that idea. "Then give me your throne or your hubby will face the consecquences," Sandra said aloud. Francine smirked. "Is that in your jurisdiction?" She laughed. "The Government is considered one of the most tight and secure places in the world." Sandra's eyes widened. "If you don't do as you are told, you wind up dead, and you wind up hurt. You are exiled from your place of office. Just as the clause 1001 paragraph c. Says: 'All those who shall not follow orders, shall face penalties worse than death.'" Sandra looked at Francine with a scowl. "How do you know this?" "I know because I have been in a prison before. I have heard the gaurds speak, and they handed me a book wanting me to join," Francine smirked. "I would've been a better diablo than you.." Sandra's eyes grew red. She slapped Francine as hard as she could and threw her out of the car. "Stop the car..." She said. "I have to settle this with our leader." Francine laughed. "You're disobeying your orders again pup. You're so easy to read." She got up and walked to Sandra. She held her arm back and threw a scratch across Sandra's face. "You're a loyal pup...." She said. "Go back to your owner and be good." Francine walked away and to her home. She was in familiar land and she knew where she was headed. A car appeared infront of the building and waited, there two people sat in there. "We have two type 1 werewolves awaiting for Francine..." His communicator went off. "Francine is no where to be found... where is she?" Sandra rode back to base. Her eyes glared out the window. All because my orders were to remain unharmed.... She thought. I can't believe this... one scratch and she runs off... such a baby. Sandra walked in and glared infront of her. Mockery... nothing but mockery... (Last edited by True Flight on 01-31-06 07:42 PM) |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| He looked up at Trois. "Good. See what you can make of it."
After the door shut, he looked back towards Jack. "I didn't go because I was worried about her well being, per say; I was went because I thought she wasn't coming back. SOMEbody forgot to tell me what she was doing." She finished off the cigarette and killed in an ashtray. "I've lost too many people in my life. And I swear to God; I'll die before anything happens to her." He stared woefully out the window. "You're probably right, as usual. I guess maybe there's such a thing as loving too much..." WIth that, he lit another cigarette, and look back at Jack, with his light illuminating his face. (Last edited by Clockworkz on 01-31-06 07:50 PM) |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| "Once again, thou doesn't comphrehend me. It's not a matter of loving too much, it's how you treat the one you love. If you smother something, it'll eventually become sick of it...Trust me, mate."
He smiled at Kevin. Jack suddenly had the odd compulsion to learn to play the guitar. |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| "You can read minds, right? What was her last thought about me? I gotta fix this before I lose another thing I love..." He looked incredibly depressed as he stared out the window. | |||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| Jack burst out laughing.
"Me, read minds? No, man. I just make good guesses. Follow your heart and it'll all turn out right. If I were you, I'd find something to do until she gets back. Give her some time to herself." He stood up, patting Kevin on the shoulder. He walked out of the room and began walking down the hallway aimlessly, wondering what to do. He had time to kill. (Last edited by Cairoi on 01-31-06 08:14 PM) |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| He watched him as he left, and rested his head in his hand as he sighed. The song "Pateince" by Guns & Roses, an ancient rock band, came on the radio as he sat by himself, and quietly sang along with the tune. "Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you; I'm still alright to smile. Girl, I think about you every day now... Was a time when I wasn't sure, but you set my mind at ease. There is no doubt you're in my heart now..." | |||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4879 days Last activity: 4502 days |
| ||
| Jack walked down a dark hallway in 369, one not often touched. He slid his hand against the wall, leaving his trail in the dust. He stopped, fully stretched his hand on the wall, and released a blast of air that shook up the dust violently. He coughed once as he walked up to a door that read "Office of Jack Eldridge, Founder". It'd been years since he actually used his office. He walked in and hit the lights, exposing the medium-sized cluttered office to the world. He hit the dust-covered CD player's play button and it twitched to life, bringing the song of Dave Matthew's "American Baby" out full-blast. He walked over to the seat and grabbed the jacket resting on the back. It was brown, darker than his other much more frequently used jacket. He smiled as he tied on the gun straps underneath the jacket and tapped his two pistols. He hadn't used these relics in some time.
He opened up the desk drawer and picked up a sword hilt, with a handguard that made it look as though it was made for him. He fastened that to his belt and grabbed his round sunglasses off the calender. He threw them on as he put his hair into a pony tail and moved the bangs out of his face. He chuckled. He didn't look a day over 18. He did a quick twirl, whipping his guns out. He took two shots, one hitting the doorknob and causing the door to almost shut and the other flying into the pause button on the CD player resting on the bookcase next to the ficus. "My aim hasn't really decreased." Jack kicks the door open as he sheaths his guns. He walks out, and a patrolling soldier caught glance of him as he etched closer. Soldier: "Holy...Jack, I thought I was looking at a memory of you." Jack grinned as he patted the dude on the shoulder. His free hand adjusted the sunglasses quickly and orderly. "Blast from the past, huh?" |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1196 days Last activity: 1196 days |
| ||
| The console in the Sentinal Control Station blipped, as the radar turned on. Adam sat in the room with all the men in there as well. "It seems our scout sentinel did its job with the Covert Tracker Bug Transmitter. It tagged the car. We have them, sir. 71.6 Kilometers Southwest from the Government HQ. Your orders, sir?" barked the man at the radar screen. Adam folded his hands as he sat in his chair. "Raze it to the ground. I want them all dead or captured." He picked up his radio communicator. "General Briggs! I'm transmitting the location of the werewolf house to you. Mobilize your entire battalion; infantry, tanks, mechs, all of it! I want that thing destroyed! Capture their leader if at all possible."
Moments later, a legion of troops could be seen exiting the Governent Compouund, in Jeeps, APCs and tanks to carry the infantry, and helicoptors as support. The battallion continued onward as fast as they could. "Sir? We'll be within firing range of the target inside fortyfive minutes. Standby." General Briggs said into his communicator while in his tank. James sat at the navigation room, partially due to boredom, and to see what kind of activity was afoot. Once he saw the blips show up about 36 Km from the Ullric house, his eyes widened. He blew out of the room, and found Trois. "The navigation room... The government... They're going to attack the Ullric compound! It's a whole legion of troops! We've got to hurry!" |
|||
Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5104 days Last activity: 1414 days |
| ||
| Xeios cuckled lightly, Sandra was off fighting for the love of someone which is unattainable, and the Ulric how was about to be destroyed.
"Bang, Dead, Goodnight Puppy." Xeios laughed more loudly than before. He made a strange circular walk to the door, and kicked it open. He stepped into the corridor. His laughter drawing attention. He walked into a washroom, and hit the lights. He was gone. He was seen in the center of the road. Sandra's car was headed right for him. Just as it appeared it would hit hium, he was sitting next to Sandra. "Sorry, we missed your little chat with Francine. There are other men, in this world, don't get hung up over one of them. Or is it that you just want to cause pain in Francine's life, because We're all for that. We would personally torture her with every bit of our being had we the chance. Her and her darling Kevin. Personally We thought that women liked people who were real men. BUt that's just olur opinion...So, did you get our supplies?" |
|||
|
True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 130 days Last activity: 130 days |
| ||
| Sandra turned to Xeios and gave him a glare. Then she thinned her eyes and smiled. "Tell me Xeios, how would a vampire go in for the kill?"
Francine held her arms as she walked through the snow. "Damn traitors," she chattered through her teeth. She found herself infront of the house after hours of walking in the cold with out a coat. Francine took in a deep sigh and fell on the door. "Open up," she said in a worn out voice. The door opened and she was taken in. Keira turned through the pages of the book and looked closely. Finally she reached an area that interested her. "Mr. Ted... Can I take this book back to HQ with me?" |
| Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 | Next newer thread | Next older thread |
| Xeogaming Forums - Hall of Fame - Innocence Gone |
| Thread closed |
