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Post by Paradox on Mar 7, 2010 15:54:19 GMT -5
*Sees PZ coming* "What the devil?!" *Draws sword*
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 7, 2010 17:25:03 GMT -5
/me The nonjas have already eaten, and they continue running. Nonjas are chasing behind PZ, and see Paradox.
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Post by Phantom Zero on Mar 7, 2010 18:20:38 GMT -5
*I yell* "You get on!! they have been folowing me!""hurry!"
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Post by Paradox on Mar 7, 2010 18:28:35 GMT -5
*Hops onto motorcycle* *Puts on helmet* "Safety first!"
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 7, 2010 19:08:12 GMT -5
/me Temporarily9 tortures Qwertyuiop, gets bored, and gets some ramen. Eventually, he decides to take matters into his own hands, and orders his nonjas to start assembly of a helicopter.
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Post by Skribbblie on Mar 19, 2010 21:49:03 GMT -5
Name: Dr. Dekan Affiliation: Civilian scientist. Weapon: Ball point pen. Sub-Weapon: Dekan's assistant, "Hans." Additional: A substantial amount of papers (which could potentially cause paper cuts) being carried at all times by Hans. Description: Plain white lab coat, black glasses (the frames, not the lenses), and...A POCKET PROTECTOR!
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 20, 2010 18:17:25 GMT -5
Alrighty then. We don't generally need applications, but whatever.
I hop in my helicopter and start flying over the forest. I concert my nonjas in an attempt to sweep the forest.
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Post by izacque on Mar 20, 2010 19:47:27 GMT -5
I walk into my lab. I see a new nonja fighter chained in the corner. Very good. I'm doing to perform a thrust test for a secret project. I unchain one of the nonja-fighter's hands. He's too weak from hunger to really fight back. I attach a rocket to his hand. I light the fuse. I can hear him gasp as pieces of burnt fuse land on his arm. the rocket ignites. suddenly his arm and face are engulfed in flame. the hand is propelled outward and the Nonja-fighter cries out in agony. The rocket goes out. That wasn't enough thrust... I chain his hand back to the wall. I unchain his other hand. he looks at me in fear. I attach the second rocket. this one is experimental.. he tries to run, but his burned arm is still attached to the wall. I light the fuse. He grimaces, bracing for the pain to come. The rocket ignites. this time, the flames are hotter and the sound is near deafening. I put on my noise cancellation headphones. they cancel out the roar of the rocket, but I can still hear the screams of the nonja fighter. I smile. When the rocket seems almost sent, I hear a pop, but the nonja fighter barely whimpers, he's too weak for cries now. His arm has been dislocated. when the rocket dies down, I take it off his hand. he's near death. I find the intravenous needle and stab it into his arm. I missed the artery... I try again. again. again. again. There. it's in. he'll live to be another test subject.
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 20, 2010 20:54:45 GMT -5
I continue sweeping the forest, then go over and check the city as well.
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Post by Skribbblie on Mar 20, 2010 23:37:50 GMT -5
"Alright! Magnifying glass: Check! Notepad: Check! Snacks: Czech! Okay! We're ready for... FIELD RESEARCH! Hans! Grab those papers!" *Hans remains ever silent and picks up the 60 lbs. box of papers.* "What shall we observe today? Mating squirrels?" *A paper with a picture of a nonja on it falls out of the box.* "Okay! Observations of nonjas in their natural habitat!" *Dekan and Hans walk out the door to somewhere...*
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 21, 2010 0:44:08 GMT -5
Nonja: I think we found someone!
Temporarily9: Where?
Nonja: We heard some noises from one of the buildings in the village.
Temporarily9: Send a small squad to investigate. Five people should do.
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Post by j11rulez on Mar 21, 2010 4:00:31 GMT -5
Name: unknown codename:Shadow team:nonja fighter Primary: Silenced G3 Semi auto rifle with 2x combat scope Secondary:silenced m9 with optional infra red laser beam Additional:night vision and thermal goggles (2 settings) high power handheld cutting laser (1000 watts) powers: create throwing knives Short range teleport (20-30 ft , through objects aswell) unknown power (limited use and has to recharge, will be unlocked later in story
location: ruined city
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 21, 2010 9:43:59 GMT -5
Alright. That teleport is mild compared so some of the stuff happening in the original, so I'll allow it.
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Post by Skribbblie on Mar 21, 2010 14:37:40 GMT -5
"You know what I always find interesting? Rocks. They're everywhere. We step on them. But they persist on being there! They stand their ground even though they have nothing to stand for! It's absolutely fascinating! *Hans rolls his eyes.* "Wait...did you hear something, Hans?" "Over you? Impossible."
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Post by Phantom Zero on Mar 21, 2010 15:07:06 GMT -5
*lets paradox of at the beach* be careful. *speeds away leaveing paradox behind* (5 mins later)*i arive at the city to find that a few nonja groups are stilll there*
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 21, 2010 15:57:04 GMT -5
The nonja groups see PZ and take chase.
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Post by izacque on Mar 21, 2010 21:43:41 GMT -5
I order a fresh test subject: one whom we have data on their loved ones. he's handcuffed and shackled. I strap a jet pack on him with some experimental controls. I go to the computer console. I type: :VIROS://Command>Holo>Record_NF#112784&Disp.subject=wife&emote=fear; isPhys=true; gore=true; A hologram of the nonja fighter's wife walks into the room, obviously afraid. I can't believe how realistic it is. The nonja-fighter's eyes widen. "NO! NO NO NO NO NO! Whatever you're going to do, do it t--" "SHADDAP!" I yell. I point my pen at him and click it. Tasers shoot out. he yells, and the holo of his wife screams and runs toward him. I grab her, or rather, I grab nothing, but VIROS was able to make it look as if she's straining to get to him. "Let me go! Let me GO!" I need to ask VIROS how he can make it sound as if her voice is really coming from the holo. I drag here to a metal chair, throw her in and strap her down. "NO! LEAVE HER ALONE!" I slap the holo in the face. "every sound you utter will only hurt her more." The Nonja-Fighter gulps, looking longingly at his wife, and then hatefully at me. I say, "Alright, we're going to play a little game, okay?" "the lever to your left moves you forward, backward, left and right. the knob to your right is turned to make you spin. the trigger under the knob provides thrust. Red circles will appear on the walls ceiling and floor. you must hit them with your head. if you miss one, your wife will lose a finger. miss two, she loses two. miss eleven. and she loses her life." he gulps. I walk out of the room and say, "VIROS, initialize program 7." The red circles appear, and he dutifully smashes his head against the walls, floor and ceiling. the jet pack is designed so that he won't be killed by the collisions, but he could very well be damaged. the holo of his wife screams at him to stop, tells him he doesn't have to do it. That seems to strengthen his resolve. he misses one. VIROS makes a holo appear of a small rotating saw blade emerging up from the arm of the chair. the wife tries to twist her hand away, but the wrist restraints don't offer a lot of movement. her small left finger is cut off. the Nonja fighter opens his mouth to cry out, but he remembers my warning and keeps his mouth shut. her screams effect him greatly. he begins to miss more and more. after he's missed his tenth circle, the program ends. he's too dizzy and disoriented and frightened to do anything, so I take the jet pack from him. "hmm, well, she'll be living life without her fingers I guess. it'll make eating somewhat difficult. but hey, at least she's alive! maybe the open wounds will get infected! her arms will rot off, then! won't that be fun? Don't worry, we'll let you see her every few months. just long enough to see how short her arms are getting." at that statement, I burst out laughing. I walk out the room. a robot drags him out. the holo of his wife, and the blood on the floor and walls disappears. the controls seemed adequate. just one more test...
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 21, 2010 22:04:14 GMT -5
Temporarily9 is watching from his remote access screen in the helicopter. He makes a mental note to give Izac a promotion ASAP and give him top-level access in the torture chamber. Well, not entirely mental. He sends the message to Izac that he has been promoted.
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Post by Skribbblie on Mar 22, 2010 23:51:51 GMT -5
"We're going to play a little game...behold! Meet your maker, scum! Muahahaha!" *holds magnifying glass over ant* "Burn! Burn! Hahahaha!" "Er, boss? Shouldn't we be going somewhere, or doing something...er...productive?" "Oh. Yes. Moving on. Let's go observe nonjas in front of that obviously-placed nonja base!" (You know. That one with Izacque in it.)
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Post by Qwerty on Mar 23, 2010 0:09:30 GMT -5
Huge black building? Center of island? Yeah, sounds familiar.
Waiting for a few people to post here, so not much to do.
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