Swith Witherward wrote:"Shall we begin transfer," Nessa asked with a smile.
"Yes, let us begin!" Fortu said excited.
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by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:50 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:"Shall we begin transfer," Nessa asked with a smile.
by Bone Fort » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:51 pm
by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:53 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Giovenith wrote:"Great idea," she said, pocketing the package. "We should also probably find someone who'd know how to properly dispose of an Eden Apple."
"Don't come to me for that." He chuckled, checking the corners to make sure that the Demon wasn't stalking them on their way out.
by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:55 pm
Giovenith wrote:Click, went the door as they heard it calmly close behind the three. A few minutes later, they heard Asmodeus's screams.
by Swith Witherward » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:57 pm
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by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:58 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Giovenith wrote:Click, went the door as they heard it calmly close behind the three. A few minutes later, they heard Asmodeus's screams.
Assuming Gio would follow, Bran legged it down to the Fallout shelter giggling. Their little stealth mission reminded him of sneaking into his Sister's room and messing with her Diary.
by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:59 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Naomi shrugged. "I suppose either will work. I'd like to meet her before I agree to this."
She gently caressed the girl's face. "Hello there." She glanced up at Bones. "Does she have a name?"
--
Nessa carried Fortu to a nesting box placed next to his new host. She instructed the other constructs to attach wires and recheck connections.
"You will feel disoriented, Mr. Fortu. Please do not be alarmed. It shall be painless." She patted him for good measure.
"Are we ready, girls?" Nessa called. One hundred eighteen voices chirped "YES!" but the missing voice exclaimed, "Hey, what's this doing in my box of Caramel deLites?" and help up something oddly metallic in color.
"Ask a Girl Scout. It doesn't concern the rest of us," said Nessa, and she pulled the switch.
Within seconds, Fortu was in his new host.
by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:00 pm
Giovenith wrote:Giovenith quickly followed, now clutching the package to make sure it didn't fall out.
"Jeeze, he screams pretty loud..."
by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:02 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Giovenith wrote:Giovenith quickly followed, now clutching the package to make sure it didn't fall out.
"Jeeze, he screams pretty loud..."
Once inside the bunker, Bran locked the door and collapsed on the couch.
"You thnik he'll know who did it?" Panted bran, pulling out a box of Nyan-Poptarts.
by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:04 pm
Giovenith wrote:"Probably not right away, but he might eventually figure it out," she said, turning the apple in her hand. "Till then, we need to make sure this thing never passes a person's lips. I hear it doesn't work on children, but considering there are plenty of adults here with the patience of children... yeah."
by Bone Fort » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:05 pm
by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:08 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Giovenith wrote:"Probably not right away, but he might eventually figure it out," she said, turning the apple in her hand. "Till then, we need to make sure this thing never passes a person's lips. I hear it doesn't work on children, but considering there are plenty of adults here with the patience of children... yeah."
"Couldn't we just bury it? Or hide it in my Helicopter, no one would look there."
Bran took a few bites from the Poptart, accidentally activating the shield that Swith explained to him a while back. He quickly panicked and unthought it away, now even more worn out than before.
by Swith Witherward » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:08 pm
Bone Fort wrote:"She doesn't remember the one her parents gave her, and the cultists never gave her a real one in order to break her mind more effectively. They just called her various insults when referring to her."
At Naomi's touch, the girl suddenly woke up, quickly looking up at her. She has skin as pale as Bones, and she has occult tattoos of strange symbols and glyphs on her face and down her arms. Despite her circumstances and what Bones had been saying about her, she's surprisingly happy and cheerful, beaming brightly.
"Hi there!"
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by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:10 pm
Giovenith wrote:And your helicopter? Is it especially protected?"
by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:12 pm
by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:12 pm
Giovenith wrote:"Meh, it depends what mood he's in. From the latest fit I saw on his vanity, I'm guessing that it's probably not a very good one."
by Germanic Templars » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:14 pm
by Bone Fort » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:14 pm
by Swith Witherward » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:17 pm
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and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
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by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:19 pm
by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:20 pm
by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:21 pm
by Giovenith » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:24 pm
by The BranRiech » Thu Nov 29, 2012 9:26 pm
Giovenith wrote:"Damn..." she was silenced for a moment. "... Have you noticed that we haven't heard anymore screaming yet...?"
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