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 Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 7:27 am
Aleta and Rafeal stood by, watching the others get wasted. "Hehe.... you guys are stupid. You're all going to have hangovers tomorrow." Aleta was snapping pictures the whole night with a camera she found just laying around. "Shooting bullets with bullets was kind of interesting..."
(( rofl Edmund.... he wasted my ammo!))
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 8:14 am
((=_= I'm.. so... tired... I'll last though..))
Duriono held his head, shrugging lightly. He looked at the others leave, then at the half full cooler.
"You keep the rest for ourselves?"
Anna was on the ground, sleeping, Snipe's head was stuck in one of the headlights.
Bishop and Brig went outside to find Kagura and Key shooting bullets.
"...There goes our ammo.." Bishop sighed.
"Hey, they're kids! They love bullets and explosions! We don't exactly have toys for them now do we?" Brig crossed his arms. "Besides, those aren't our bullets?" He assured,
"How do you know.."
"Anna was going psycho and she won't let anyone near the car when she's drunk.."
"Meh, Boss won't know." Bishop shrugged, grabbing a gun and sat beside Kagura, "Pretty awesome huh.."
"Its like.. Cool beans... Its like... Radical tuna..." Kagura whispered, stuck in awe.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 8:27 am
((Radical tuna... I've never heard that one before. xD))
Aleta and Rafeal wandered outside, "Wow.... if my parents were here... they would want me to come home with them..." Aleta noticed one of the mercs got his head stuck in a headlight, "How in the heck did that happen?"
Rafeal walked toward Kagura and Key, "Hey, can I try?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 8:41 am
"Yeah! All you need are bullets, bullets and a gun!" Key grinned,
Brig crouched down beside Snipe.
"Anna probably shoved him in there.." He sighed "Scrawny little guy couldn't get away."
"I'm still awake you know..." Snipe grumbled "Just don't turn on the car..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:19 am
"Awesome!" Rafeal loaded his gun, "Okay, now I need some more bullets!"
"Heh..." Aleta shook her head, and laughed to herself, but she was slightly concerned, "Are you okay? That can't be comfortable."
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:27 am
Key handed Rafeal the bag holding the remaining bullets. "Here, try it!" He then resumed to shoot his own bullets.
"I'm fine.. Luckilly she broke the glass with her wrench then pulled out all the shards, thats when she shoved me in thinking I was a lightbulb.." Snipe explainned as Mary walkked outside, she crossed her arms after turning on her headphones.
"I'm not pulling you out this time, its your fault for letting her drink.."
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:43 am
"What? Man, you guys are wierd when you drink..." Aleta heard Rafeal, he seemed excited about something.
He took the bag, and dumped out the bullets on the ground, he took a few steps back, and shot the bullets, createing small explosions. "Cool!" he exclaimed, grinning like an idiot.
"What are you doing?" Aleta wondered why he was shooting at the ground, wasting ammunition.
"Shooting bullets with bullets. Its fun!" He shot off another round.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:48 am
Mary became alerted to the wasting of amunition a few moments after Aleta.
"Who told them to do that?" She asked, angered.
"Uh, space pirates?" Brig shrugged, tugging out Snipe.
"..You guys are idiots..." She sighed, sitting on the van.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:56 am
"Yes they are...." Aleta agreed with Mary, "Are you guys usually like this?"
"Okay... I need bullets. I'm not gonna waste anymore...." He shot the last remaining bullet.
((I'm trying to beat Louie... any tips Duri? The cape is the only event item I really want... >.<))
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 11:00 am
((..Use the titan, and hunt alot. He wastes alot of food.))
"Yeah, what about it?" Bishop stood up, taking the gun from Kagura, Key dropped his as well.
"You know what we should do!?" he continued. "Campfire stories!" He ran over to Mary, putting an arm around her.
"C'mon, you know. Share our stories and what not!!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 11:12 am
((I do hunt a lot. He threw out all of my sweet things! D: I took the cruiser... if I fail, next time I'll use Titan.))
"We're going to need a campfire then." Aleta walked closer to Rafeal, "Shooting bullets with bullets.... is it really that much fun? I would like to try it."
"Yes! But uh... I should save my ammo..."
"What, you don't trust me with your gun?"
He remembered how horrible a shot Chaz was, and wondered if Aleta was the same way. "Maybe later."
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 11:21 am
((good luck to yas..))
Bishop snaped his fingers, and Brig tore a chunk of wood from the inn. Placing it on the ground as he started a fire by using two flint sttones found from the van.
"Nice, now we just need logs!" Bishop clapped.
"We could always just use chairs.." Mary mumbled, stepping away from Bishop.
"Yeah, and you could be wearing pants right now.. But your not!" He countered, Mary shrugged, heading back in to get pants and chairs. She returned a few minutes later, holding a stack of folding chairs, she set them around the fire and sat down on one.
"There ya go."
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:02 pm
((*stops to produce a crappy looking comic*))
Aleta and Rafeal sat down on the ground, holding hands.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:07 pm
((like I said before, it can't be crappier than my drawings =o=
Y'know, this could be a great time to share all of the mercenary's backgrounds!))
Bishop took a seat, and scooted it closer to Mary. Mary stared at him with a glazed look, then gave a playful jab at his cheek.
"You wish." She smiled, and then leanned forward.
"So, who's gonna go first?" She looked around at the others.
"Brig? Snipe? Bishop? Who's it gonna be?"
Anna soon roused from her spot on the ground, holding her head as she grumbled.
"Oh! Campfire!" She hopped up and dashed over to a seat.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:19 pm
((Crappy lookigng comics are funny. I do it on pupose. biggrin ))
Rafeal put his arm around Aleta, she spoke up, "We have some stories to tell, but you guys can go first." Aleta was curious abotu the Mercs.
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