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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: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Fine! Go off and do your own shit! Why'd I even get help..."
He growled and rolled up his sleeves, grabbing the power drill on one of the boxes. He began drilling corner holes in all of the plates, his face aflame with passion. He didn't like everyone who said they'd help not doing anything. He finished the first plate and threw it to the side. "IF NO ONE'S BUSY, LOAD THESE GODAMN SUPPLIES!" He grabbed the second one and threw himself into it. The worlds were on their shoulders. No time to slack around. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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| Natalie, who was already waiting for John to answer a question she had asked, glared at him.
"What the hell is the matter with you?!" She exclaimed. She knelt down beside him, fuming a bit at his outburst, but held her tongue. She waited before she said anything and took in a deep breath. After holding it for a few seconds she allowed it to escape. "What exactly do you want done here? Two of us had already gone out and done something." She said softly, making reference to Wiley, who had already entered the garage. "Now if you would like, I'll check out the oil on this baby and make sure we have enough to take with us. If we don't, then I'll go and fetch some. Otherwise, I know jack shit about cars other than how to drive 'em." |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5073 days Last activity: 1383 days |
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| Leon smiled, he punctured a hole in John. His movement to go to something that concerned the integrety of the group, not on a physical standard but on mental standings pissed John off. Whatever, he didn't care. He was already doing what he needed to do to help.
"Look, I'm salvaging for useful parts, just by glancing around this garage, I can see there are plenty of supplies which will help us, and leaving after one day will not help us in any way." Leon walked to a pile of salvage, and picked up a large peice of sheet metal, his eyes turned down to it, and his hands began heating up. The metal heated, and was bent easily. He started padding up the exterior of the car, welding the metal to the car with no problem. His eyes were gentle and not angry at all. Anger was too uncontrollable of an emotion for him to show, at least when he doesn't have some shadow bastards to let some steam off into. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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(OOC: **blinks** wait...Xeios, weren't you and Kaylee in another room still, talking?  I'm so confused. :p)
Natalie didn't even bother waiting for John to reply. She got up and followed Leon to give him a hand. If John would take up on her offer, she knew he would say something, so until then, she decided to do something else. When she saw the metal bending in Leon's hands like that, Natalie stopped dead in her tracks and gasped. "How the hell....?" Her voice drifted off in mid question as she looked up at Leon in shock. |
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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: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "You want to help, Leon, either help me get the plates on, load those two boxes, or plan the sleeping arraingements in the car for me. Thank you."
He finished the last hole for the plate. He threw one up against the wall. He grabbed the hammer and industrial nails. He slammed the plates in after a minute of hard work. He jumped into the back of the truck and bent the nails so they wouldn't hurt anyone inside. As he climbed out of the back of the car, he sighed and threw the tools to the side. "Don't worry about oil, Natalie. It's in the supplies, and a full tank's already in there...You want to know what Croma is? Croma is an energy that lives within all of us. We can materilize our Croma into different things. Wily's pet, he created it with Croma. My theory is that those Shadow Beasts are in fact made of Croma. I also theorize these beasts can be beaten with Croma. However, I have yet to test it. Maybe, there is a possibilty that we can find the person responsible for making these things and kill him. That way, we can either avenge the lossed and save the survivors. However, this is only me thinking." |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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| Natalie could hear John talking to her, but it took a little while for the words to come together. She just couldn't take her eyes off of that piece of metal in Leon's hand. A few minutes had gone by before she was actually able to pull herself out of her stupor. She turned around and made her way back toward John.
First the little fox...and now metal bending in the boy's hand... She thought to herself as she drug herself over toward the truck. "I'm still having difficulties processing all of this..." She told John, with a sigh. "But after what I saw with those vile shadow creatures, I sure as hell believe it...may not understand exactly, but heh..." Her voice trailed off once again, but she quickly pulled herself back together. "So the oil's fine for now...and you said you have oil to fill it with when it gets low...but do you have the supplies needed to change the oil, in case it needs to be done?" She paused. "The only reason why I'm so fixed on the oil is, if something goes wrong with that, then there goes our engine. Oil is the simplest thing to take care of, but causes the most problems if it isn't taken care of." |
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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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| Jake was alone. He wanted to be alone. He needed to be alone. Everything was happening so quickly and suddenly, that he was ready to just leave the whole mess.
"Fuck it; I'm letting them handle this shit." He said this with a decisiveness in his tone, as he left the building and walked down the barren road, lined with large structures for living quarters. He passed an older couple, a man and a woman, as he walked with his hands in his hoodie's pocket. He overheard their conversation, and eavesdropped a bit. "Did you hear? The Midwestern Stronghold was annihilated by those monsters! What a shame... All those people." With that, Jake stopped, and turned around with panic on his face. "Did you just say the Midwestern Stronghold was razed!? Were there any survivors?" The old woman looked at him curiously. "Young man, do you have relatives there?" He nodded, and got fidgetty. The woman looked down, sadly. "I'm sorry, young laddie; but there wern't any survivors. I hope that things work out for you," she said, as she put her wrinkled hand on his shoulder. He trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes. Finally, he ran back to the building with the other Croma users, and stopped before entering the garage, wiping his eyes. He was crying genuinely, for the first time ever. His face was red, and he tried to hide it, but it was no use. As he slowly walked down the stairs to the garage to meet up with everyone else, he eventually stopped, as he was in range of everyone's vision and hearing. "I'm... I'm going to stay and help," he sniffed. "I'm... I'm sorry for running off. I'm... going to help you guys. I... I promise." He sat down on the step, and clasped his head in his hands, and wept. There was no shoulder for him to cry on, no one to tell him they loved him. He was alone. (Last edited by Clockworkz on 02-28-06 07:40 PM) |
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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: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "The equipment's in there. They've all got the funnels and stuff..."
He turned to see Jake come back and he smiled at him warmly. He quickly walked over to the crying figure and grabbed his shoulder. He lifted him up and looked at him straight in the eye. "We're all suffering here. We know how you feel. Glad to have you back." He patted him on the back and pointed at the car. "We're using that hunk of junk to go kill the sonofabitch who did this to our families and our race. Want to help prepare it so we can?" |
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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: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| *Kaylee said nothing at John's outburst as she walked in the room, but just loaded the food into the truck, under the seats and other places where it was out of the way. She looked at Natalie and gave a small smile*
"You're right about that. My boyfriend didn't check his oil when I told him to once... he had to get a whole new engine. I'm Kaylee by the way." *She was going to say more, but Jake burst in at that moment. She recognized the look on his face, the loss. She put the last of the food in the truck and went over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder as knelt beside him* "Jake, what happened?" |
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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: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| "Isn't it obvious? He learned those close to him are dead..."
Jack turns and looks at the wall, his eyes aflame with rage. He walks over and looks at the car. His body was calm, his face serene, but his eyes furious. He enjoyed being around these people, none of which deserved what happened to them. "We're set. You can do what you want now...Meet here at 5 o clock in the morning." |
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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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| He sniffed, and nodded at John. he then looked at Kaylee, and wiped his red eyes.
"The Midwestern Stronghold... It... fell... My parents... They were...." He could say no more. He sobbing again, and just couldn't control himself. He couldn't help it. He felt more alone now than he ever had before. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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| Jake had burst into the garage pracitcally in hysterics just as she was about to introduce herself to Kaylee. She wasn't sure what to do. There were already two people there by his side. From the little she knew about him from before, he seemed to be an individual with a lot of pride, she was afraid that if she too went over, she may just make things worse. | |||
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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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| His sorrow soon turned to anger, as he began to seethe with rage. He quivered with fury, and shook his metallic fist. His sobbing turned his heavy breathing, and he snarled under his breath with furrowed brows and angered, teary eyes.
"I'll.... I'll kil them... I'LL KILL THEM ALL!" He raised his fist, and punched the bottom stair with all his force, again and again, each time, cracking it more and more, until, on the 13th punch, it finally crumbled to pieces. He grabbed his head, and bellowed in his anguish, and fell to his knees, filled with boundless vengence in his heart. The feeling subsided as he continued to sob silently to himself, then shook his head, and stood up. He didn't speak; his hooded eyes did all the talking. *This is what happens when you have no one to love any more...* He picked his head up, and smiled, with unbelievably sad eyes. "...What can I do to help?" he asked, as he rubbed his nose with his sleeve. |
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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: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| John didn't look at Jake during his outburst, he just continued to look at the truck. With each punch, his body twitched a small amount, and his own pain was relieved with the sound. He waited for Jake to finish talking then responded clearly.
"This garage is big enough for me to help you harness your power, if the others leave. Other than that, all you can do is wait until tommorow." |
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AlpoRaggins Troubadour Not so much dead. Since: 12-11-04 From: Someday, Somewhere, Over the Rainbow Since last post: 6612 days Last activity: 6501 days |
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"... holy crap." Kirabo whispered, unexpectedly. "Shh! For such a little guy, you've got a huge mouth... it's terrible, what happened... just be quiet for a little while..." Wiley stood, as he had been sitting since the truck had finished, and Kirabo padded close behind. He went close to Jake, but at a safe distance as to not get his head in the same condition as the stair. "Well... wow... I... well, I can relate with what happened. In a way, I didn't get to see any one of my family members go either... they were either left behind, stolen away, or devoured when I wasn't looking. But... I can't say I was as passionate as you are about this... so... I would, I mean... uh..." Kirabo snorted, adorably despite his attempts at sounding gruff. He ran his way up to Jake, closer than Wiley had dared. "What my friend is failing to say is that you should not waste your energy on destructive things before a battle. Conserve it, but don't pent up your emotions. You're doing a fine job as you are, unlike Wiley. He hasn't shed a tear over his family, and keeping those emotions inside are draining his energy. Letting it out will be revitalizing, so don't be afraid to do so; we're all in the same boat, you know? Its just that if your punching things now, you might be tired and not able to use your Croma later; trust me, I'm completely composed of the stuff. Be glad to be alive, and if you would, scratch behind my ears. They itch, and I know you do to; I mean, come on. I'm adorable." Kirabo hopped onto Jakes lap. Wiley just stood there and sort of scratched his own head and wondered. "He's right..." he thought to himself, "but I can't do anything about that... is it really my fault...?" |
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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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| Jake stared down at the little creature, smiling in wonderment. "Yeah; I guess you're right. I just feel so lost..." He looked at Wiley and smiled a bit, as he scratched the little animal behind its ears. He turned his head to John, and spoke to him. "Hey; I'll take you up on that training, man. That'd be nice; thanks." | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5073 days Last activity: 1383 days |
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| Leon huffed. He looked back and forth. And walked to the door.
"God damn it, first you flip shit to make us help, then some guy charges in crying and you turn to the nice guy that just wants to help. Fine see if you need me..." Leon got to the door and looked back, he became overwhelmed suddenly, and slammed a flaming fist into the door, bending it outwards. His breathing was increased and he looked back to the others once again, he said calmly. "Sorry, but I gotta go calm down." He pulled the door hard and it jerked open, his teeth were pressed together tightly and he hulked up the staircase. Noticing a small ledge with a window peering into the giant marketplace area he sat there, with one leg up on the ledge, and his back resting against the wall.He peered to the right and watched the people below. They would be turning in for bed soon, all except for the whore dens. He pulled out a cigarette, he'd been off them for so long, but he kept one with him almost everywhere, just to calm him down. The tip lit and he puffed quietly away. He was going to need more, a lot more...He could by a few packs down in the marketplace before they left, it was one of the harmful products people continued to produce somewhere in the country. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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| Natalie kept her attention on Jake the entire time, but couldn't help but keep her eyes low to the ground and flinching every time he punched the wall. Deserting her previous thoughts, she made her way over to Jake.
She stopped and knelt down beside him. As he was petting Kirabo, she took hold of his metal hand, placing one hand underneath his, and movind a strand of her hair out of her eyes with her other before placing it on top. "It's going to be alright." She said, looking him directly in the eyes. "I don't know how to support that statement, but I just know it's true." She offered him a smile. It was a bit weak, but a smile nonetheless. She then released his hand and before standing up again, she reached over and patted Kirabo on the head. "John..." She paused. "Or Jack is it now?" She added with a smile. "...I'd like to stay here while you train him, if that's alright. I believe in this chroma stuff, but I still don't quite understand it, and I would really like to..." Her voice drifted off. She knew what his answer would be, but decided to ask him anyway. |
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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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| He looked at her, almost lost in her eyes. She was very pretty to him, and he seemed to blush as she neared him, and he quickly looked away as he realized he was doing so. "Uh... yeah. I hope so, anyway. Thank you." He knealt there contemplatively, as he thought over his current position, and got up, as Kirabo scampered away. And shook his head to shake off the feeling of his over-emotional state. | |||
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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: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| John growled about Leon's unsolicitated wrath and walked over to Natalie and Jake. He looked at the two of them with his angry eyes, but his face was only one of serene peace. An odd look indeed...
"Yeah, Natalie. In fact, I think we have enough room back there for me to teach you all the basics if you need it. Also, we could spar a bit..." He smiled and pointed his hand to the empty expanse, the size of the garage resembling an airport strip. So much room to play with, he thought... |
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