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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 7:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 8:42 pm
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A large chinook entered the Firma Park. It had the town's emblem on it's side.
DeVars looked at it with squinting eyes that try to shut itself from the strong winds it poses while landing down.
Upon it's land, a slender 5'6" girl went out of its cargo hold. The girl wears a pinstripe uniform, unbelievably tall stiletto heels and a pure sophisticated look on her. "You're here...", she started the conversation.
DeVars, meanwhile, still on his makeshift hot tub of a drum smiled back, "You're always early. . . could you come back later after I dress up?"
The girl let go of a frown and snapped a finger. About twelve men instantly ran from the chinook, wearing black coats and pants, black leather shoes and shades, each one had uniform styled hair, each one had a common transceiver on their left ear.
"Take him to the chopper."
With that order, the twelve quickly picked up the drum and dragged it to the waiting chinook.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 5:38 pm
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The metal giant landed with a boom, although no one would have been able to hear it over the rain, or the thunder. "great, mutant rabbits, some man waiting for me back home with a group of the living dead, and now I have to do my job in the rain. sounds like a cheap movie to me."he spoke aloud, not realising it. "well, only one way to do this, if anything, I aught to leave catcing the live fuz butts to the professionals, untill then theire's only one way for me to clear out the place" his left eye glowed and then he put away his two assault cannons and took out a grenade launcher "gas em" He began loading about fifteen rounds into it, then cocked it , flipped the safety off and launched them off into the distance, and a grey-green haize formed. Anything inhaling this would be put out of commission for a while, long enough for a certain justice to sneak past.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 1:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 3:02 pm
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