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 Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 6:12 am
((Actually he did at the bottom left of the map part of its been burnt off, but I can clearly see, disaster.exe))
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 2:03 pm
Doomed Lucid ((Actually he did at the bottom left of the map part of its been burnt off, but I can clearly see, disaster.exe)) ((*I* wrote that, and it's not supposed to be burnt off QQ but whatever, as long as everyone is happy with the maps, that's cool. I do it for you guys, since I don't really like RPing))
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 10:54 am
((Oh I see. Well, I like the map anyway.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 1:51 pm
"So Gear." said Rade as he got over the surge of pain coming from his muscles. "How are we going to stop this assassin? I hope you have a plan of some kind because I'm drawing a blank." he said and glanced at the Techno-leader who flew the jet. Rade straigtened in his seat and placed his cane across his lap showing his patience, then he winked at Gear "Don't suppose you could make this go any faster could ya?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 8:11 pm
"It's going to be a simple...more or less...security mission. We have no clear indication or evidence that the assassination attempt will even take place during the address." He took a drink from a cup sitting next to him before continuing. "During her speech, we'll sweep the area in disguise for any snipers, explosives, or anyone brandishing a knife. There's not much else we can do at the moment with no more information." Quote: Don't suppose you could make this go any faster could ya? Gear blasted the speed on the jet, flying it forward as he made random barrel rolls, flips, immelman turns, and general mayhem. The jet was now moving closer and closer to top speed, nearly exceeding Mach 1.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 10:27 pm
"Sweet!!" yelled Rade over the roaring engines "This is totally wicked!!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 9:26 pm
Kaneharo, being used to flying at even more insane speeds and manuvers during his training, didn't even flinch. At this point, he began to wonder if his uncle was trying to murder him, like he did when he went through his training.
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Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 10:19 pm
K' was too busy trying to figure out how to work that navigation device. Due to the movement, his hair would get on his way and block his view. Still, he didn't seem to be aware of his surroundings. All he did was push his hair back continue poking and staring at the device.
"Hmm...I think I got this." He muttered after a while. He carefully pushed a button on top of the navigator and a green light beeped once. With the same amount of caution, K' pressed a couple of buttons while following a certain sequence. The same light seemed to flash a couple of times.
"Alright, I'm good to go now." He announced as he looked up. "All I needed to d-- What the heck is going on?!" His announcement was interrupted by the sudden movement that he had just noticed. "Is someone chasing us or what?" K' peeked from his window to the back of the jet expecting to see an armada chasing after them.
(Writer's block...)
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 3:26 pm
Gear gunned it towards the ground, then at the last second, pulled up, barely missing the ground as the jet sharply changed direction, heading back into the clouds. Gear got on the radio. "This is Dakota 1 requesting clearance for landing. Transmitting credentials now." There was a few moments of pause.
"Affirmative, Dakota 1, you are cleared for landing using runway 34."
"Runway 4 received. Dakota 1 out." Gear put the mic down and gunned for the runway, landing at an incredible speed that would send people flying if they weren't buckled down. The plane bounced violently as it tore down the runway before coming to a sudden, neckbreaking stop.
The door opened. "Everyone out," he ordered.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 5:07 pm
Feeling the plane skid to a sudden stop Sony ripped the seat belt off and rushed out of the plane. He lay on the ground, thankful he had survived the intense flight. "Note to self. Never fly with Gear ever again. If you see him take the wheel, Get the f&^k off!" Sony thought before getting up and recomposing himself. The mission was already underway.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 6:21 am
As he landed Rade clutched his hat to his head to make sure he wouldn't lose it in the very bumpy landing. When the plane lurched to a stop Rade hit his head on the seat in front of him. "Ow dangit" he said rubbing his forehead and mumbled to himself "Can't warn us, no that wouldn't be fun had to let me smack my head on the back of a seat, Thanks so very much, Gear." Rade sighed and climbed out of the jet landing safely on two feet. Before he was ordered to do anything else Rade decided to use the time to check the inventory of his briefcase, after he was sure he hadn't lost any thing in the 'crash', he stood and while waiting for further instruction, he took out a rag and ran it over his cane a few times shining the surface, whilst continuing to mumble angrily about Gear.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 6:26 am
"Sheesh. If you thought his flying was crazy..." Kaneharo says, walking off the plane laughing. "You should see the training my Uncle Drade put me through when he taught me how to maneuver while flying... that was some scary stuff.... We were at least a mile under water, and he had underwater mines on chains... active of course, and pushed them at me in random directions." Kaneharo shuddered at the thought of having to dodge things underwater again. "Sure, it may sound easy, but my hands and legs were tied, so I had to use my wings to dodge."
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 4:30 pm
Gear stepped off the plane onto the pedestrian strip. The airport was huge, the largest on Revres. Planes were flying in and out constantly, and if not for his connection with the Royal Family at the moment, he more than likely would not have found a place to park the jet. With a yawn and a stretch, he turned to the group. "The address is to take place tomorrow afternoon at 1300 hours. Tonight, we head to the palace in that." He pointed to a long black limo with Beyon's flags attached. "Let's go, we don't want to keep the queen waiting." Gear entered the limo and slid down to the end. There was plenty of room for each of the mercenaries to get in, and once they had all made it, he shut the door and instructed the driver to move.
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 1:40 pm
Rade opened the back door of the limo and sat in the middle of the beautiful and very expensive-looking seat, after taking his seat he neatly folded his cane across his legs, which were crossed, and he sighed heavily before speaking loudly enough for the driver at the front to hear. "Hey Gear!" he shouted "Too bad this limo can't go as fast as that jet, in fact I bet that my grandma could out run this hunk of metal!" with a growl from the driver the limo picked up speed and left Rade with a smile plastered on his face.
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 8:01 pm
Gear shook his head sadly. "We need to do something about that adrenaline addiction of yours," he said before loading up a holographic game of Spider Solitaire in the air in front of him.
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