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Post by Mayhem on Apr 15, 2006 1:47:42 GMT -5
What would happen if... we were the only chance for Earth, us at Ooska? What would it be like? Who would do what?
A young man about 19, with brown hair that had a few hints of blonde in it walked down the steel-lined halls of the underground base for Ooska Outpost. His steel-tipped boots caused a ringing that was enough to awaken an occupant of the hall's dorm. "OI! Quit that racket. Can't a guy get some sleep?" a male voice called from the thin cotton cloth covered doorway about 2 meters behind Malum. Only a slight rustle was heard as the boy stepped out. The only part of him that was showing was his shaded eyes, he had a red bandana covering his lover face and a large, hooded robe made from a linen cloth died an inky black that seemed to suck in light.
"Wha? Oh, sorry Twidit. Forgot that you slept during the day... You might want to get a better door, this isn't an abondoned corridor," the teen said to the rogue-like one called "Twidit".
"Just don't walk...." Twidit mumbled, returning to his room, waving a leather gloved hand at the teen.
With a chuckle and a sigh, the teen walked on as innumerable curses rang from Twidit's room. "Hm... she's late," steel-tip said, looking down at a gold pocket watch. He smirked as a girl of 18 stumbled out of Twidit's room, a goofy smile on her face and her sun highlited hair all over.
"Moring Malum!" she called cheerily to the boy with the pocket watch. She had on a tight fitting black tanktop with a red Heartagram made of thorns on it, while her pants remained a free moving cloth dyed varying shades of green. "How is everything on base?" she asked, eyes moving through out the hall way. In her mind she was checking everything that was out of place, fro ma spiderweb to a small metal ball in the corner of where the hall turned.
((That's all for tonight.))
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Post by Malum on Apr 15, 2006 10:26:07 GMT -5
((Three cheers to the best idea ever thought up!))
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 15, 2006 13:21:25 GMT -5
(('Kay, does Lizzie have dark brown hair?))
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Post by Malum on Apr 15, 2006 15:05:29 GMT -5
((Yes))
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Post by Malum on Apr 15, 2006 20:18:32 GMT -5
((Hurry up and write more! I want to read!))
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 15, 2006 20:43:34 GMT -5
((xD I will, I will.))
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 15, 2006 21:41:40 GMT -5
"Good morning, Kae. How is the recruiting going?" Malum asked, chuckling at Grimm unusual mood. He tapped his boots on the steel walkway, getting a disgruntled yell of frustration from Twidit's room.
"That is it! Kaene, I'm sleeping in your room from now on," Twidit yelled, stomping out of his room with a pillow under his arm.
Malum, who was biting his lip to hold in laughter, looked at Kaene with a questioning eye. He corssed his arms and asked, "Will he be okay in there...?"
Kaene shrugged, honestly not knowing. "If he gets past Lobo, the bucket of last month's liver, and my little wire I set up, then he'll sleep at the foot of my bed with Mr. Woofwoof!" she said, adding extra enthusiasm with the last part of her sentence. She was jumping up and down, snapping her fingers.
"Good news?" Malum asked, head moving up and down with her. In his mind the wrods were going, How did I get stuck with this group to rule the world...?. He still smirked as she started clapping her hands inspite of his thoughts.
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 17, 2006 13:05:12 GMT -5
"Very!" Kaene said, hopping all over the hallway. Her joyful prances made the small girl of 18 coming up the hallway stop and stare.
"Let me guess...." the girl said, her chocolate brown hair was down her back to her hips and had banana curls on the ends, slowly straightening until the top was straight as the piece of paper she was carrying in her hands. Her small nose and bored eyes that hid behind glasses seemed to complete her 'smart girl' look. She walked over to Kaene and smiled as she saw the bottle of Vodka in her back pocket. "They lowered the drinking age, didn't they?" she asked, shaking her head and walking back to Malum with a smile on her face. "Here, EL and Lente got done with this week's newsletter. They did a rather good job blending the blood and the carpet together. It's rather funny that they turned up Mr. President's lip into these giant bullfrog-lookin' things!" Smart girl said, handing him a paper with many Photoshopped images on it.
"Ooo... Nice," Malum said, closely inspecting the pictures. He then turned to Kaene and shook his head. "How low did they put it?" he asked, waving bye to the other girl who was running back to a door behind Malum muttering something about a bathroom.
"It's practically not there... Well, EL learned plenty of drinking games while she was in college. How about we...." Kaene said, pulling the bottle from her pocket and kissing it.
"Maybe, I'll have to ask Lente if she approves," Malum said, smiling at the thought of the only girl he loves.
"I'm sure she will," Kaene responded, uncorking the bottle and sniffing it with a content smile.
"Kaene, remember: no emotions, and that you're supposed to be our recruiter," Malum said with a cheeky smile at his friend.
"Hardy har har, you know that people find it odd whenever some goes, "People! The Revolution is at hand! Corruption in the powers that hold us to the surly bonds of Earth have been growing at an alarming rate! Talk to me to learn more information. Hell, some crazy old lady thinks I'm a cult recruiter. No, we haveto find a diffrent way," Kaene's voice had changed its tone surprisingly fast. She leaned aginst the wall and shook her head while speaking.
"I know, I know, but how?" Malum asked her. He crossed his arm sighed, being a leader of a rebel group that would one day take over the world was harder then he had thought...
"We'll think of something.... We'll have to..." Kaene told him, getting off the wall and sighing. *************************
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Post by Nessy~! on Apr 19, 2006 16:05:50 GMT -5
((I like this story!))
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 19, 2006 16:09:51 GMT -5
((You're the smart one! Yay!))
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Post by Nessy~! on Apr 19, 2006 16:28:40 GMT -5
((I'm a SMART ONE! Wow. ^^))
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 19, 2006 17:35:42 GMT -5
((Well, computer smart. ;- )~))
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Post by Nessy~! on Apr 19, 2006 18:02:03 GMT -5
((w00t.))
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 22, 2006 22:45:24 GMT -5
The oldest person in the underground base was leaning over a table to reach her beer. "So... close..." she muttered, reaching with her body pressed flat against the metal of the table. "C'mere my happiness-inducing friend..." she called, now crawling on the table. She clasped her hand around the Bud Light bottle and raised it to her mouth slowly. She sat cross legged on the table with a silly smile on her face as she touched her lips to the edge of the bottle. "EL!" Kaene cried, hopping in through the door. A crash and the sound of shattering glass was heard whenever 'EL' got a look at Kaene.
"You made me drop me beer AND you stole my shirt...? 2000 hit points. EL fainted. Phoenix down is needed for revival," EL ordered, falling backwards whenever she said 'fainted.'
"A beer? B-b-b-but! The fridge is on the other side of the facility!" Kaene complained, gesturing with her arms towards the door, nearly hitting Malum in the chin.
"Hey, watch it!" Malum told Kaene, backing away as not to be hit.
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Post by Malum on Apr 22, 2006 22:48:18 GMT -5
((Ahahaha! Pheonix Down.... ahahahaha..... I get it....))
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