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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:31 pm

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It's okay. You can either give me a title later or I'll make up one.

I'm going with Neil's day off.
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Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Sooo, if anyone wants to interact with Lyra, feel free.

I'll have S.A.M.M.E. show up.
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Daisuke is several floors below Voltaire.
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I should probably post. But I actually am running on one hour of sleep, and that one shot sapped my mind of thinking power.
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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:36 pm

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Individuality-ness wrote:It's okay. You can either give me a title later or I'll make up one.

I'm going with Neil's day off.

Alright. :)
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:36 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:Daisuke is several floors below Voltaire.


Yet it was stated that he stood before the people in the simulation when they were brought back.

So, meh.
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:36 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:Daisuke is several floors below Voltaire.

There are several robot bodies of his.
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Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
Nationstatelandsville wrote:Daisuke is several floors below Voltaire.


Yet it was stated that he stood before the people in the simulation when they were brought back.

So, meh.

Oh, yes. Simulation.

I thought Voltaire was on the roof.
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Postby Hardened Pyrokinetics » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:44 pm

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03/11/2019 - ISSR Medical Center

Christopher lay in the bed, covered head to toe in hospital stuff I am not even going to attempt to describe. His swords had been taken, but his necklace of trophies remained at his bedside.

As did the commanding officer of the ISSR, Major General Mohammed Karnik of Pakistan. He sat next to the boy, a cigar between his lips. "So you're the boy who managed to survive Hell." He muttered, impressed. "We have a lot of people interested in you, how you managed to survive, what you experienced." No response from Christopher, not even an indication that the boy was aware of the soldier. "Oh, I get it." Karnik sighed. "You Westerners are all the same. You see one Arab in uniform and immediately become paranoid. What, do you think I'm going to unplug your life support or shove a syringe full of poison into your arm? You'd probably act the same even if I were from India or even the United States."

"No." The boy finally responded. "I just dislike cigars, I'm like a dodongo and dislike smoke. If you would kindly put that out, I would be more than happy to tell you everything you want to know." His eyes shifted to stare at the General. "Provided you give me one last, minor thing. I want to stay and fight."

There were a couple seconds of silence, then the General burst out laughing. "No." He responded flatly, before returning to his laughter. "You are a civilian with no business in a warzone, and I will not be responsible for you dying again. As soon as you are healed you will take the transport home."

Christopher's eyes went back to staring at the ceiling. "Then we are done here, General." He said flatly. "Now leave. I'm exhausted from my travels and require rest.

The Pakistani general sighed angrily, got to his feet, and left.


08/11/2019 - ISSR Medical Center

"You're one stubborn asshole sometimes, bro." Corporal Straga told his roommate and friend. Christopher had healed enough to shed the bandages and casts, but he still wasn't allowed out of the medical center. This was the first day for visitors, and his roommate had decided to check in on him. "All they want to know is how you got here."

"Yeah." Christopher responded, stretching out with his joints audibly popping. "But then they'll send me home."

Justin sighed. "You're not a soldier, Chris. A few years in Cadets several years back isn't the same as actually fighting on the front lines."

"I know, bro." Chris replied. "But... I dunno, there's something telling me to stay here, y'know? Like I lived for a reason. Judging by how everyone's been acting I'm the first human that's made it to the ISSR after dying."

"You'd be right." Justin conceded. "But that still doesn't change the fact you aren't ready for this." He leaned forward. "I just don't want you getting hurt, alright? What would I tell your parents if I came back and you had died?"

Christopher looked Justin in the eyes. "You would tell them that I fought bravely."

Justin angrily got to his feet. "You're a fucking dumbass."

"And you're a dick." Chris responded, with an ear-to-ear grin. "One way or another, I'm sticking around. That's final."


13/11/2019 - ISSR Base Commander's Office

A knock the door drew the General's attention away from intelligence reports. "Come in." He ordered, laying the papers on his desk and leaning back in his chair.

In wheeled the boy who survived. Still in a wheelchair with his left hand in a cast, he entered and made his way up to Karnik's desk. "Straight to business - I'm either staying at the ISSR or you're not getting your precious information." He stated, looking the Major General straight in the eyes. "Even if you want me to prove that I'm up to the challenge of Hell through some bullshit labours first, just promise me that I'll get to stay after my debriefing."

Karnik remained frozen for a second. "Get out." He said, completely emotionless. "Get out unless you have something intelligent to say."

Chris gave an annoyed *pshhh*, turned around, and wheeled himself out of the office.


20/11/2019 - ISSR Medical Center

You know what's more boring than living in a hospital room?

Living in a hospital room with nothing to read. Apparently when setting up the ISSR, someone decided to cut out any form of library - Probably the Saudis, everyone knows just how big of dicks they can get when it comes to literature. So instead Chris spent his time exercizing and recalling all of his old Cadet training. Also, eating. Lots of eating.

So when Major General Karnik and Alexander Horn entered the room, Chris was busy doing squats. "Fifty-three... Fifty-four..." He mumbled to himself. "Fifty-five." He cracked his neck and stood up straight, facing the pair. "What do you want now?"

Karnik moved to speak, but was politely cut off by Horn. "The General her and I have been discussing your requests." He responded, his tone balanced and even. "And we have decided that we really need that information you have. Therefore, we will allow you to stay - So long as you prove yourself capable of living in the ISSR. That means-"

Chris finished Horn's statement for him. "Taking orders, doing whatever I'm told to do, and helping around the base." He hooked his fingers together and extended his arm forwards, palms-out, popping the joints and stretching out the arm. He raised them over his head and yawned. "Got it. When do I start, and what task?"

Karnik smiled. "Today, with your debriefing, in two hours." Without another word him and Alexander withdrew, leaving Christopher alone.

The boy's rise from the ashes had begun.


So I figured I'd actually finish and post this fucking thing, even though I had given up on it due to nobody giving a damn, since I have nothing else to do other than cry at my lack of alcohol.
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Hardened Pyrokinetics wrote:Salvatore Scuro
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03/11/2019 - ISSR Medical Center

Christopher lay in the bed, covered head to toe in hospital stuff I am not even going to attempt to describe. His swords had been taken, but his necklace of trophies remained at his bedside.

As did the commanding officer of the ISSR, Major General Mohammed Karnik of Pakistan. He sat next to the boy, a cigar between his lips. "So you're the boy who managed to survive Hell." He muttered, impressed. "We have a lot of people interested in you, how you managed to survive, what you experienced." No response from Christopher, not even an indication that the boy was aware of the soldier. "Oh, I get it." Karnik sighed. "You Westerners are all the same. You see one Arab in uniform and immediately become paranoid. What, do you think I'm going to unplug your life support or shove a syringe full of poison into your arm? You'd probably act the same even if I were from India or even the United States."

"No." The boy finally responded. "I just dislike cigars, I'm like a dodongo and dislike smoke. If you would kindly put that out, I would be more than happy to tell you everything you want to know." His eyes shifted to stare at the General. "Provided you give me one last, minor thing. I want to stay and fight."

There were a couple seconds of silence, then the General burst out laughing. "No." He responded flatly, before returning to his laughter. "You are a civilian with no business in a warzone, and I will not be responsible for you dying again. As soon as you are healed you will take the transport home."

Christopher's eyes went back to staring at the ceiling. "Then we are done here, General." He said flatly. "Now leave. I'm exhausted from my travels and require rest.

The Pakistani general sighed angrily, got to his feet, and left.


08/11/2019 - ISSR Medical Center

"You're one stubborn asshole sometimes, bro." Corporal Straga told his roommate and friend. Christopher had healed enough to shed the bandages and casts, but he still wasn't allowed out of the medical center. This was the first day for visitors, and his roommate had decided to check in on him. "All they want to know is how you got here."

"Yeah." Christopher responded, stretching out with his joints audibly popping. "But then they'll send me home."

Justin sighed. "You're not a soldier, Chris. A few years in Cadets several years back isn't the same as actually fighting on the front lines."

"I know, bro." Chris replied. "But... I dunno, there's something telling me to stay here, y'know? Like I lived for a reason. Judging by how everyone's been acting I'm the first human that's made it to the ISSR after dying."

"You'd be right." Justin conceded. "But that still doesn't change the fact you aren't ready for this." He leaned forward. "I just don't want you getting hurt, alright? What would I tell your parents if I came back and you had died?"

Christopher looked Justin in the eyes. "You would tell them that I fought bravely."

Justin angrily got to his feet. "You're a fucking dumbass."

"And you're a dick." Chris responded, with an ear-to-ear grin. "One way or another, I'm sticking around. That's final."


13/11/2019 - ISSR Base Commander's Office

A knock the door drew the General's attention away from intelligence reports. "Come in." He ordered, laying the papers on his desk and leaning back in his chair.

In wheeled the boy who survived. Still in a wheelchair with his left hand in a cast, he entered and made his way up to Karnik's desk. "Straight to business - I'm either staying at the ISSR or you're not getting your precious information." He stated, looking the Major General straight in the eyes. "Even if you want me to prove that I'm up to the challenge of Hell through some bullshit labours first, just promise me that I'll get to stay after my debriefing."

Karnik remained frozen for a second. "Get out." He said, completely emotionless. "Get out unless you have something intelligent to say."

Chris gave an annoyed *pshhh*, turned around, and wheeled himself out of the office.


20/11/2019 - ISSR Medical Center

You know what's more boring than living in a hospital room?

Living in a hospital room with nothing to read. Apparently when setting up the ISSR, someone decided to cut out any form of library - Probably the Saudis, everyone knows just how big of dicks they can get when it comes to literature. So instead Chris spent his time exercizing and recalling all of his old Cadet training. Also, eating. Lots of eating.

So when Major General Karnik and Alexander Horn entered the room, Chris was busy doing squats. "Fifty-three... Fifty-four..." He mumbled to himself. "Fifty-five." He cracked his neck and stood up straight, facing the pair. "What do you want now?"

Karnik moved to speak, but was politely cut off by Horn. "The General her and I have been discussing your requests." He responded, his tone balanced and even. "And we have decided that we really need that information you have. Therefore, we will allow you to stay - So long as you prove yourself capable of living in the ISSR. That means-"

Chris finished Horn's statement for him. "Taking orders, doing whatever I'm told to do, and helping around the base." He hooked his fingers together and extended his arm forwards, palms-out, popping the joints and stretching out the arm. He raised them over his head and yawned. "Got it. When do I start, and what task?"

Karnik smiled. "Today, with your debriefing, in two hours." Without another word him and Alexander withdrew, leaving Christopher alone.

The boy's rise from the ashes had begun.


So I figured I'd actually finish and post this fucking thing, even though I had given up on it due to nobody giving a damn, since I have nothing else to do other than cry at my lack of alcohol.

You're also not supposed to be posting here. Don't do it again before the suspension is up.
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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:47 pm

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Sooo, if anyone wants to interact with Lyra, feel free.

There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.
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Postby Olthar » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:49 pm

Condunum wrote:
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Sooo, if anyone wants to interact with Lyra, feel free.

There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.

Too bad. Lyra is already being shipped with the lesbian AI. :p
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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:59 pm

Olthar wrote:
Condunum wrote:There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.

Too bad. Lyra is already being shipped with the lesbian AI. :p

Oh :unsure:
Well I don't know what to do with Takao right now, so If you want I can retcon it and have him go to his room. Otherwise, this could his introduction to a semi-omniscient AI.
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Postby Mavorpen » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:59 pm

Condunum wrote:
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Sooo, if anyone wants to interact with Lyra, feel free.

There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.

He'll look so manly when his ass is kicked by Izanagi. *nods*
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Condunum wrote:
Olthar wrote:Too bad. Lyra is already being shipped with the lesbian AI. :p

Oh :unsure:
Well I don't know what to do with Takao right now, so If you want I can retcon it and have him go to his room. Otherwise, this could his introduction to a semi-omniscient AI.

*Shrug*

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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:00 pm

Olthar wrote:
Condunum wrote:Oh :unsure:
Well I don't know what to do with Takao right now, so If you want I can retcon it and have him go to his room. Otherwise, this could his introduction to a semi-omniscient AI.

*Shrug*

Do whatever you want, really.


His wishes are now irrelevant. I responded. :P.
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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:01 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Condunum wrote:There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.

He'll look so manly when his ass is kicked by Izanagi. *nods*

I like where this is going.
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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:01 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Condunum wrote:There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.

He'll look so manly when his ass is kicked by Izanagi. *nods*

Respond to Divia!! *flails*
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Postby Olthar » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:02 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Condunum wrote:There, she's being stalked by a samurai who may or may not like her.

He'll look so manly when his ass is kicked penetrated by Izanagi. *nods*

Fixed. :P

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Do whatever you want, really.


His wishes are now irrelevant. I responded. :P.

I noticed. :P
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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:02 pm

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
Olthar wrote:*Shrug*

Do whatever you want, really.


His wishes are now irrelevant. I responded. :P.

So I see :P
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Postby Mavorpen » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:05 pm

Individuality-ness wrote:
Mavorpen wrote:He'll look so manly when his ass is kicked by Izanagi. *nods*

Respond to Divia!! *flails*

But MGS4.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:06 pm

Mavorpen wrote:
Individuality-ness wrote:Respond to Divia!! *flails*

But MGS4.

You can't pause it?
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:07 pm

"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

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Postby Mavorpen » Tue Mar 26, 2013 6:07 pm

Individuality-ness wrote:
Mavorpen wrote:But MGS4.

You can't pause it?

Busy watching Snake hilariously limp after Liquid.
"The Nixon campaign in 1968, and the Nixon White House after that, had two enemies: the antiwar left and black people. You understand what I'm saying? We knew we couldn't make it illegal to be either against the war or black, but by getting the public to associate the hippies with marijuana and blacks with heroin, and then criminalizing both heavily, we could disrupt those communities. We could arrest their leaders. raid their homes, break up their meetings, and vilify them night after night on the evening news. Did we know we were lying about the drugs? Of course we did."—former Nixon domestic policy chief John Ehrlichman

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