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by Dabfia » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:07 pm

by Monfrox » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:07 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.

by The BranRiech » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:08 pm
Monfrox wrote:Now, there was a different memory. One more bone-chilling than the last as the artifact lightened up. They were now on patrol at the four hundred and fiftieth metre, fifty metres from the boundary post. The boundary was checked once a day and today's inspection had been completed several hours ago. Now their post was the outermost and, since the last check, the beasts that the last patrol might have scared off would have certainly begun to crawl closer ince again. They were drawn to the flame, to people... Monfrox settled back down into her seat and asked, 'So what actually happened at Polezhaevskaya?'
Although she already knew this blood-curdling story (from the traders at the station), she had an urge to hear it again, like a child who feels an irrepressible urge to hear scary stories about headless mutants and dark ones who kidnap young children. 'At Polezhaevskaya? What, you didn't hear about it? It was a strange story. Strange and frightening. First their scouts began disappearing. Went off into the tunnels and didn't comeback. Granted, their scouts are completely green, nothing like ours, but then again, their station's smaller, a lot less people live there...well, used to live there. So anyway, their scouts start disappearing. One detachment leaves - and vanishes. At first they thought something was holding them up - up there the tunnel twists and turns just like it does here...' Monfrox felt ill at ease when she heard these words. 'And neither the patrols, nor those at the station could see anything, no matter how much light they threw at it. No one appeared - for half and hour, then for an hour, then two. They wondered where the scouts could have gone - they were only going one kilometre in. They weren't allowed to go any further and anyway, they aren't total idiots...Long story short, they couldn't wait to find out. They sent reinforcements who searched and searched, and shouted and shouted - but it was all in vain. The patrol was gone. The scouts had vanished. And it wasn't just that no one had seen what had happened to them. The worst part was that they hadn't heard a sound...not a sound. There was no trace of them whatsoever.'
Monfrox was already beginning to regret that she had asked Pyotr Andreevich to recount the story of Polezhaevskaya. Pyotr Andreevich was either better informed, or was embellishing the story somewhat; but in any case, he was telling details of the sort that the traders couldn't have dreamed, despite being masters and true enthusiasts of story-telling. The story's details sent a chill over her skin, and she became uncomfortable even sitting next to the fir. Any rustlings from the tunnel, even the most innocent, were now exciting her imagination.
'So, there you have it. They hadn't heard any gunfire so they decided that the scouts had simply left them - maybe they were dissatisfied with something, and had decided to run. So, to hell with them. If it's an easy life they want, if they want to run around with all kinds of riff-raff, then let them run around to their hearts' content. It was simpler to see it that way. Easier. But a week later, yet another scout team disappeared. And they weren't supposed to go any further than half a kilometre from the station. And again, the same old story. Not a sound, not a trace. Like they'd vanished into thin air. So then they started getting worried back at the station. Now they had a real mess on their hands - two squadrons had disappeared within a week. They'd have to do something about it. Meaning they'd have to take measures. Well, they set up a cordon, set up machine guns and a spotlight - according to the rules of fortification. They sent a runner to Begovaya - they'd established a confederation with Begovaya and 1905 Street. Initially, October Field had also been included, but then something had happened, no one knows exactly what - some kind of accident. Conditions there had become unliveable, and everyone had fled.
Anyway, then they sent a runner to Begovaya, to warn them that, as they said, trouble was afoot, and to ask for help, should anything happen. The first runner had only just made it to Begovaya - and the people there were still considering their answer - when a second runner arrived at Begovaya, lathered in sweat, an said that their reinforced cordon had perished to a man, without firing a single shot. Every last one of them had been slaughtered. And it was as if they'd been butchered in their sleep - that's what was scary! But they wouldn't have fallen asleep, not after the scare they'd had, not to mention the orders and instructions. At this point, the people at Begovaya understood that if they did nothing, the same story would begin in their neck of the woods as well. They equipped a strike force of veterans, about a hundred men, machine guns, and grenade launchers. Of course, that all took a bit of time, about a day and a half, but all the same, they dispatched the group to go and help. And when the group entered Polezhaevskaya, there wasn't a living soul to be seen. There weren't even bodies - just blood everywhere. There you go. And who knows who the hell did it. I, for one, don't believe that humans are capable of such a thing.'
Monfrox's artifact fell silent and dulled, allowing the memory of the story to sink in...

by The New Velociraptor Empire » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:08 pm

by Swith Witherward » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:10 pm
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce

by Swith Witherward » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:10 pm
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce

by The BranRiech » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:11 pm

by Swith Witherward » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:12 pm
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce

by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:12 pm

by The New Velociraptor Empire » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:15 pm
The BranRiech wrote:
"We're almost done. What do you need me to do when we finish, I think we should submit Mons memory to an author, it would make a killer book.
Anyways, back to work."

by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:17 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:The BranRiech wrote:
"We're almost done. What do you need me to do when we finish, I think we should submit Mons memory to an author, it would make a killer book.
Anyways, back to work."
"Wire it into the device and plug the device into the main reactor."
*checks blueprints and secures pillars*

by The BranRiech » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:17 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:The BranRiech wrote:
"We're almost done. What do you need me to do when we finish, I think we should submit Mons memory to an author, it would make a killer book.
Anyways, back to work."
"Wire it into the device and plug the device into the main reactor."
*checks blueprints and secures pillars*

by Monfrox » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:21 pm
The BranRiech wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Wire it into the device and plug the device into the main reactor."
*checks blueprints and secures pillars*
"Aye sir!"
*plugs in and Picks up Ball of Mon*
"Now what?"
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.

by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:22 pm

by The New Velociraptor Empire » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:23 pm
The BranRiech wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Wire it into the device and plug the device into the main reactor."
*checks blueprints and secures pillars*
"Aye sir!"
*plugs in and Picks up Ball of Mon*
"Now what?"

by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:27 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:
"This!"
*takes artifact and places it in the centeral chamber*
"Everyone gather around! It's science time!"
*hits red button and this happens(Just replace Lazarus with Monfrox & the Doctor with NVE.)*

by The New Velociraptor Empire » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:29 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"This!"
*takes artifact and places it in the centeral chamber*
"Everyone gather around! It's science time!"
*hits red button and this happens(Just replace Lazarus with Monfrox & the Doctor with NVE.)*
so is monfrox coming back!?

by Monfrox » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:32 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.

by The BranRiech » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:33 pm
Monfrox wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Let's see."
*Opens centeral chamber door and smoke comes out*
"Monfrox? Are you in there?"
Monfrox's artifact was gone. And in it's place, was her naked body. She was curled up in the farthest corner, and shivering with her eyes closed. She had almost no idea what happened, since the machine took away her memory of being an artifact. She hugged her self around her chest as she lay against the inner wall. She felt cold and alone.

by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:33 pm
Monfrox wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Let's see."
*Opens centeral chamber door and smoke comes out*
"Monfrox? Are you in there?"
Monfrox's artifact was gone. And in it's place, was her naked body. She was curled up in the farthest corner, and shivering with her eyes closed. She had almost no idea what happened, since the machine took away her memory of being an artifact. She hugged her self around her chest as she lay against the inner wall. She felt cold and alone.

by Dabfia » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:34 pm
Monfrox wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Let's see."
*Opens centeral chamber door and smoke comes out*
"Monfrox? Are you in there?"
Monfrox's artifact was gone. And in it's place, was her naked body. She was curled up in the farthest corner, and shivering with her eyes closed. She had almost no idea what happened, since the machine took away her memory of being an artifact. She hugged her self around her chest as she lay against the inner wall. She felt cold and alone.

by Monfrox » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:35 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Monfrox wrote:Monfrox's artifact was gone. And in it's place, was her naked body. She was curled up in the farthest corner, and shivering with her eyes closed. She had almost no idea what happened, since the machine took away her memory of being an artifact. She hugged her self around her chest as she lay against the inner wall. She felt cold and alone.
"walks over and puts out hand and smiles"
come on monfrox.you need some clothes
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.

by The New Velociraptor Empire » Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:35 pm
Monfrox wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Let's see."
*Opens centeral chamber door and smoke comes out*
"Monfrox? Are you in there?"
Monfrox's artifact was gone. And in it's place, was her naked body. She was curled up in the farthest corner, and shivering with her eyes closed. She had almost no idea what happened, since the machine took away her memory of being an artifact. She hugged her self around her chest as she lay against the inner wall. She felt cold and alone.
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