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 Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 10:59 pm
~old appartments~
he got off hte bike slowly pulling her off with him and took her visor off and slid it in his coat."no being log on when we go in here cant take that chance sweety" he then took her hand as he kicked in the door as they entered the old and condemed building. they lived on the 3rd floor he hoped they could get there with out dieing.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 11:05 pm
~Old apartments~
Missy gives him questioning look, but doesn't stop him. Looking around, she gets the same deja vu sensation she's had for the last few months since she's woken up. Her mind, though coming back, still has holes, and this is one of them. She nods, and noticing how worried he was, she decides to ask questions later, following him silently into the rickety old building.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 11:09 pm
~old apartments~
he started up the stairs slowly and would test each step before standing on it he didnt want mirage to get hurt he had been hurt many times if she saw some of the scars on him she would know the fights he had been in but he wasnt about to worry her untellt heis was done. they made it to the second floor and he blinked touching the walls as he saw bionary codeing on the walls sparsly they flickered and he shock his head htinking he was just having thoughts of the wolrd introuding on his vission.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 11:12 pm
~Old apartments~
Upon reaching the second floor, Missy looks around at the decaying wall paper, and graffiti covered walls. What is this place? It seems so.....familiar.... She begins to let go of his hand, drawn to one wall in particular...though why, she's not sure. For a second, she seems to have a flashback to "the World"...the graffiti on the walls takes the form of binary coding....she continues walking slowly, one hand just barely still touching Dessan's as she reaches out to touch the "coding" with her other one.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 11:40 pm
(Telmaru's shop/house)
Telmaru logged out of the world and rubbed his head. More typing for him to do. He shut off his computer and walked over to the bed, flopping down on it. He wasn't particularly tired, he just felt like he needed a nap, which he took.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:36 am
~*~Hana's Dorm~*~
With a sigh she takes off her visor and shuts down her computer. "maybe i should follow my own advise . . . ." With that she changes into her pjs and goes to sleep, if she didn't get sleep her classes would be hell tomorrow.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:39 am
-Nicks Apartment-
-logs off and takes off his visor, shaking his head and then turning off his computer, standing up and taking the five steps to is bed, flopping down and rolling onto his abck before staring up at the cieling- "Meh....that was fun..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 1:40 am
Chris' Apartment
*Chris removes his isor and places it next to the moniter on a black stand. He then turns the computer off and stands up, before walking over to the door and grabing his Orange, Black and white Helmet and Leather jacket. He takes a key ring with a few keys on it and puts them in his pants pocket before puttinng on his jacket and opening the door. The walks out and turns around to point at his dog before leaving*
You behave! I dont want any more "gifts" on my floor....
*With that said he shuts the door and locks it before walking to the elevator and pressing the M on the pannel*
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 7:22 am
~Old Appartments~
he ran his hand alongthe walls then looked to her as she walked towards one and fallowed her it didnt seem to go away this was bothering him this couldnt be real but why did he see it he wondered if she did but he couldn't ask her such a thing she would think he was going nuts not that she already didnt but still.
"this cant be real lets get to our appartment Missy and quickly i want to spend as little time here as possable."
his fear and dislike for this place evadent. she didnt know that he was wanted for their murders. tho they all knew he was innocent no one would accept an online virus could kill anyone its just foolish talk and myth that a computer could kill some one in such a way. he disliked this place and spoke of it with the most disdane as possable.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 11:35 am
Outside Chris' Apartment Complex
*Chris opens the door to the complex and walks over to his bike. He pride and joy, second only to Sora. The orange, black, and white Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10 matched his jacket and helmet, they were made for the bike, after it's custom paint job. Chris reached into he pocket and grabbed they bike's keys, he put one leg over the bike and then put the key in. With on swift turn the Bike started and reved once, this was not enough for chris. He leaned over and grabed the right handle bar, with a slight hand movement the bike rev up again, but louder than before. Feelin satisfied Chris put on his helmet and strapped it on. He then kickd the stand up with his left leg and put the bike into first, it lurched forward and chris lifter his legs. With a rev the bike screeched the tires and took off down the road, shifting once before it was out of hearing distance*
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 11:50 am
-Nick's Apartment-
-He wakes up slowly, having fallen asleep fully dressed again, though it really didnt matter, it wasnt as if he ahd anyone to impress ever. He sits up and stretches, then cracks his neck and stands up slowly, still not fully alert as he walks to the kitchen and opens the fridge, looking in for a moment before taking out the jug of milk and taking drink, turning his head and spitting it out across the room, then checking the label- The hell!? This has been in here for WAY too long... -he closes it again and tosses it out the window, watching it sail down to land in the dumpster in the alley outside his window. On the upside, he was definitely awake now, but now he had to clan up a lot pf spilt milk from the kitchen floor. he sighs and then gets to work, mopping it up and then spraying a healthy amount of air freshener. That done, he promptly made tracks to the bathroom and gargled with a good amount of scope before retuning to the living room and glancing at his computer- I could either play "The World", or I could try and do something productive......-he thinks for a moment, finally shrugging and walking to the computer desk- "The world." -He puts on his visor and then proceeds to log into delta server, maybe he would find some good items this time around too.-
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 11:23 pm
The Streets
Chris didnt care much for the law, he always followed the laws...off the road. The road was his domain, as was "The World". He felt free to do what he wanted, though he had gotten a few tickets so far. Chris raced the Ninja down the road, zipping in and out of lanes, what good was a bike if you had to do the speed limit and stay within the lines. Chris saw an opening to do a wheelie, and he did so. He nailed the gas then stood up on the back of the bike, causing the front to lift up. Then he saw another car and put the nose down. He started passing aparment buildings, all condemed. He slowed the bike and stoped infront of one buildings, whos front door was wide open. Chris looked up at the structre then at the door, he knew wha this place was...he had always wanted to go here, but never knew where it was.*
Wow...I found it...The apartment building where those people died...
*Chris put the bike in nuetral and reved the engine, infoming anyone inside of his presence. He smacked the kick stand down with his left foot and rested the bike on it, before turing it off and putting the key back in his pocket. He didnt take his helmet off, he didnt want to be known.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2004 8:49 am
Old Apartments
*Chris entered into the building slowly, not knowing what was inside, or what had let the door open. He looked around through the rasied visor of his helmet, looking for anything that would have opened the door, he found nothing. After no seeing or hearing naything on the main level, Chris decided to walk up the stairs, they didnt look to sturdy, probally not well kept, but his curiosity made him go up them. He took the first step slowly, but when he applied presure to the step it creaked then broke through the floor, making a loud crashing sound that anyone here could have heard. Chris started to second guess his trip up the stairs, but then sucked in his small fears and steped over the broken slab, and onto the second step.*
Oh man...This place looks like its one hundrend years old...creepy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2004 9:01 am
~old appartments~
he stopped hearing the noise and turned heading back to the stairs woundering who was there. he had taken Missy's hand pulling her with him he wasnt letting her wounder off alone. he lookedown and blinked he saw a twinblader comeing up the stairs and rubbed his eyes he knew the charactor and shook his head trying to figure out what was going on the binaory codeing could be seen by everyone if they came in here but no one did they feared it for the most part.
"Sora what are you doing here??"
it was a risidual effect for him to be able to see people as they where in the world because of where they where he wasnt sure but he chalked it up to that and watched him siolently.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2004 9:35 am
Old Apartments
*Chris looked up at the man, when he heard him call Sora. Then he got very confused very fast, how the hell did he know my "World" name. And even if he had somesort of picture profile on me, how can he see my face with this helmet on?*
Who are you? And how do you know Im Sora?
*Chris continued slowly up to the next step, it held his weight and he brought bothe feet onto it it, never losing the man for a second with his gaze*
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