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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:56 pm
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Yue Belmont exclaim xlKoralx Yue Belmont This sounds interesting. Can't wait to see how it plays out as well as be apart of it if you allow me. Yeah, You can join 3nodding just tell me when you want the profile (-:
Whenever you want to send it, I am making mine now :)
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 5:12 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 3:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 1:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 3:05 pm
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Isaac Rothlyn
♪♫ To you, and even you To be blunt, I’m not really needed In this world, right? That festival seems pretty fun ♫♪
Isaac walked through the wall ways, one of the scientists close at his side as usual. He hadn't been allowed to leave the lab since he had tried to run away when he was seven, and ever since then his mother had made sure that he wasn't out of his cell without a close escort. Isaac had been told that his mother was busy helping one of the other teams working on the project and so the scientist had come to allow Isaac out of his cell for a bit. This wasn't all that uncommon, his mother always seemed to be busy working on something or other in the lab, and if she wasn't them she would be busy teaching him all about science and mathematics.
The two exited out into the courtyard, a small open area with walls of the lab building surrounding the entire area, making running off impossible. Isaac quietly sat down on one of the benches taking the brown paper bag that the scientist held out to him. His mother always had some kind of meal prepared in case she was to busy. The scientist sat down next to him and Isaac moved away a bit before opening up the bag. He pulled out a PB&J sandwich, an apple, and a bottle of orange juice. "You know we don't bite,right?" the scientist asked not looking at Isaac. Giving a small nod Isaac nodded "Yes, I'm aware." Isaac said his voice monotonic. The scientist gave a small sigh before taking out his own lunch. "Not much of a talker, huh?" he asked, all the scientists knew Isaac lived in the lab, that he was Marie's son, and he was well read in science and math, but that was about it. Isaac shook his head "No, there's nothing I want to talk about right now." he said calmly before taking a bite out of his sandwich.
♪♫ I dreamed of rich colors But when I wake up, all I see are my two black hands Only I’m being torn apart That voice sounds so happy as it sings ♫♪
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♪♫ Now these points of data make a beautiful line. And we're out of beta, we're releasing on time. So I'm glad I got burned. Think of all the things we learned For the people who are still alive. ♫♪
Marie looked over at the clock on the wall before turning back to the scientists that had asked for her help. It wasn't uncommon for this to happen, especially after her and Isaac started to live in the lab. Sorry Isaac, I'll bring some study material to you later. she thought to herself. She'd been home schooling Isaac since he was born, putting a high priority on science and math. Normally when she went to pick him up from the cells, he'd have his nose buried in one of the books she had given him. She smiled a bit at the thought, he liked to learn and he did it fast. Sure his people skills needed some work but one day she believed he would make a great scientist and maybe even continue to work on this project.
Looking down at the blueprint on the table her and the rest of the team set to work. They had to figure out how to get the machine to run more efficiently and keep it going without it blowing out any fuses or resistors.
♫♪ Look at me still talking when there's science to do. When I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you. I've experiments to run there is research to be done On the people who are still alive ♪♫
Marie Rothlyn
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 5:08 pm
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♞Ȩthan ɧarding ゃゃ❧
Ethan lay sprawled out on the blankets of his own little area of the house, sound asleep and snoring. A few empty Twinkie packages were scattered around him- they were his favorite. He didn't even notice the commotion until he was grabbed up and put under. Everything went black, and when he next awoke, he was trapped inside some kind of cell. Ethan banged a bit on the glass wall before hearing a familiar voice. He turned to see Maria, one of the girls in the group he had been living with for the last few years. "Oi! Maria! What the hell is going on?" He asked, his English accent very prominent. Ethan had a splitting headache, and he was a little irritated about the rude awakening the night before. Especially since every detail between then and now seemed to have disappeared completely.
♛ You fake your smile the same way I do ● I know by the way your face screams when you're silent and your eyes shout at me like I'm deaf, and you're desperate ● But lay your head in my lap and sleep because I'm here, and honey, I never left ● So rest, my dear, because I'm not going anywhere and I won't let your monsters take you ● ● ●
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