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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 6:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 9:13 pm
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"So," Alyssa said as she grabbed a bunch of weapons from out of her boxes. She seemed like she has done this many times, yet there was a new fear added to her eyes. She did a lot of fighting after she went to the island, but they were never scout drones, S.W.A.T. droids, and tank drones. "If we are going to defend our home, lets get rolling and not just stand around and chit chat."
Alyssa was throwing guns here and there over her shoulders while she was walking towards the door. By the time she got to the door, she had all her weapons on. There was enough room on her in case she needed to turn into an eagle and fight from the skies. (Alyssa has this anger to her whenever she knows she has to fight. She doesn't mean to, it just comes from out of no where) She faced p1at0-puzz(i couldn't remember your character name, sorry) and gave him a very stern look "I just want you to know," Alyssa said with intense anger "I DON'T appreciate people coming into our house and ruining our dinner for you to talk about how I smell. If you ever come back here again and present yourself the way you just did, I will personally see to it that you wish you were never born. I PROMISE you that." She then hit him on the shoulder as she pushed by him with hers with a lot of force that almost knocked him over.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:32 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 3:39 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 4:43 am
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Tom, at that moment, snapped awake in his bed. He'd fallen asleep in his house, and had his usual day. However, Queenie being back in the city made him uneasy. She was your average punk, good, but troublesome. But at the sounds of gunshots, he'd snapped awake, thinking he was back two years ago when they'd taken Jack away and Queenie had fought against the guards all alone...
He saw a young man land off of a pad of ink, running towards the house. Cautious, but also anxious for information, he pulled on a nightrobe and ran out to meet him.
"What's going on?" he demanded. "Why are there gunshots?" _____
Queenie, on the other hand, smashed the drones and droids one by one with ease. Years of picking fights, strength from her cyborg parts, as well as her own strength as a mechanic, didn't let her down. Even as Alyssa defended their home, she was the one smashing and ripping apart robot after robot. Finally, there was no more movement from the opposing side. Nothing was left, but scrap metal.
Queenie was always a girl of her word.
"That'll do it," she said in a final tone, brushing herself off, "Let's get this scrap all together, if we put paint over the government signs and dump 'em all around the place they won't be able to accuse us much." she decided, pulling some of the droid parts towards the house. She looked apologetically at Alyssa, "I'm sorry," she said sheepishly, "I promise to explain things when the time is ripe but for now we need to clean up after ourselves."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 1:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:55 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 3:23 pm
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"The government is going to notice that these guys are missing." Queenie sighed, taking a seat, "But the worst that'll happen is that a high ranking judge comes to dole out justice on their attackers. Our house is perfectly legal."
She then sat with a little more severeness. "Now I think is a good time to tell you," she said slowly, "The truth. It begins with the death of Murky Qualm." ____
"Yes."
Tom didn't make an obvious move, but his hand did come to cover a bulge on his shirt, where underneath tightly wrapped bandages, it hid.
"I know Queenie didn't tell you," Tom nodded, taking a seat on his chair, "In all realities, it's best no one knew."
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