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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 3, 2016 19:40:27 GMT -8
People moved through the void mumbling complaints and amazements at the extensive shadow space. At last, they came to a derelict gas station ensconced in mysterious black structures, the light from within pale grey and feeble. Two bald and one hatted head were visible within, then came out to greet the visitors.
   
Clyde-
"What a crowd! Welcome to Harlan!"
 
Theodore-
"I feel effervescent!"
 
Gregory-
"Intiristing..."
 
Shale-
"They seem much as said."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Aug 10, 2016 17:17:09 GMT -8
Trevor -
"Hello there."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 10, 2016 17:56:16 GMT -8
  
Clyde-
"Trevor, Santy, Theo, and so many more.
What a display! I'm Clyde, these are Allison and
Cassius. We're called 'crowboys' around here."
 
Olga-
"I'm Olga! Ain't y'all just friendly as sunshine?"
 
Raul- Consuela-
"Hm. These seem something like ourselves." "..."
  
Meherit- Shale-
"..." "I am Shale and this is Meherit."
 
Carlo- Tereza-
"Sup crow doggs?" "Olá."
   
Mickey-
"Lindsikes! Why yih all
Gregory- Henrietta- Bald iz gliss bottles?"
"Chawmed, fillaz. I'm "Din't be rude, Mick."
Griggery ind these are mih
filla Moerakis, Ilodie,
Hinrietta, ind Mickih." Elodie-
"Ah yew ill fit t' fight ilongside is?"
Clyde-
"We're a bit shy for direct war, but
we'll shelter ya. Our shadows are deep."
 
Agneta-
"So we'll be staying in some place like this?"
 
Theodore-
"That's right, Agnesa. The Circle can't smell us here!"
Bostwick-
"I do appreciate that, but hopefully something more
house-like can be arranged in this strange world."
Clyde-
"Sure thing, lad. Come along."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Aug 10, 2016 18:05:19 GMT -8
Trevor -
"I like your hat, Allison."
Trevor walked amongst the others. |
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 10, 2016 18:16:07 GMT -8
 
Allison-
"I try, I try."
They strolled out into the unknowable darkness. 
Carlo-
"This joint is spooky as fuck, bro."
Bostwick-
"So manly. God damn."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Aug 10, 2016 18:21:02 GMT -8
Walkin'.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Aug 10, 2016 18:31:45 GMT -8
   
Allison-
"Damn lads, you're the ones
blowing up the world, eh?" Theodore-
"Oh well, I wouldn't say that..."
"You should see some of the badasses
that are gunnin' for ya. Whew, wouldn't
wanna be in your shoes right now." Santi-
"Err..."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Aug 10, 2016 18:37:01 GMT -8
Trevor -
"We appreciate the encouragement."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Aug 10, 2016 18:47:08 GMT -8
Allison-
"No prob, pal. We're here to
lend a helping hand. Theodore-
"Very kind of you."
"Yup, risking our necks.
And for what? I wonder how we will be repaid..."
Santi-
"With our utmost gratitude."
"Gratitude, AKA gratis. *sigh*
I see how it is. Kudos don't pay the bills, folks."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Aug 10, 2016 18:52:19 GMT -8
Trevor -
"You can always make requests. It's only fair we return the favor."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 10, 2016 19:03:37 GMT -8
Allison-
"In that case, howzabout-"
Clyde-
"Give the protection racket a rest, Al. We're exchangin'
favors on a different level here, more personal like." |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Aug 10, 2016 19:05:47 GMT -8
Allison-
"Oh yeah, yeah, big time.
Good thing we're the neighborly sort.
And the rest of you, stand up gents 'n' ladies you are.
Yes indeed.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Aug 10, 2016 19:08:12 GMT -8
Trevor chuckles.
Trevor -
"Whatever you prefer."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 10, 2016 19:18:32 GMT -8
 
Al-
"The words I like to hear..."
Team Theo and the crows did carry on through the mysterious
dark space, the nearly noiseless and airless condition making it
very peaceful, almost comforting. The universal ambiance of
petroleum and dust didn't invade unbreathing noses, nothing
stirred and nothing started.
At length, they found their way into... Another thread!
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