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Post by QwardTech on Sept 25, 2015 22:47:53 GMT -6
"My man! Space, what a concept, huh? I like that dance! It reminds me of space. yeety."
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Post by Steven on Sept 25, 2015 22:49:20 GMT -6
I storm off to the armory
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 25, 2015 22:50:35 GMT -6
I begin to do the yeet once more, blood and viserca spraying all over the ship.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 25, 2015 22:50:46 GMT -6
I yeet as well, but its a universal yeet of the stars.
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Post by Steven on Sept 25, 2015 22:51:00 GMT -6
Seeing the door is locked, I ask, "Which one of you space whelps has the keycard?"
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 25, 2015 22:51:44 GMT -6
I head over to the armory and unlock the door for him.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 25, 2015 22:52:17 GMT -6
I continue to yeet, pulling my gun out and arming it. "Space..."
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Post by Steven on Sept 25, 2015 22:51:57 GMT -6
I inspect the armory
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 25, 2015 22:54:50 GMT -6
I go to the armory with the krok, and look at him. "What is it time to do, friend?"
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 25, 2015 22:55:47 GMT -6
I go into the armory as well and inspect, like the yeety kids.
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Post by YungOnion on Sept 25, 2015 22:59:27 GMT -6
YOU FIND... 2 LITERS OF CRUORIAN PREMIUM SHIP FUEL! A SPORTS JERSEY! ARMOR THAT CAN NEGATE PULSE WEAPON DAMAGE! 2 OVERCHARGED LASER SMG BATTERIES! 2 SLEEPING BAGS! A MEDKIT THAT CONTAINS BANDAGES, GAUZE, RUBBING ALCOHOL, ANTISEPTIC, AND 3 SYRINGES! 2000 CREDITS ON AN OUTDATED CREDSTICK! (useless!) ONE PROTON AXE WITH ONE BATTERY! ...And suddenly, you feel a bit strange...
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Post by Steven on Sept 25, 2015 22:59:56 GMT -6
I take the protein axe and the battery, and all the medical supplies.
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Post by YungOnion on Sept 25, 2015 23:00:06 GMT -6
Terry takes the Sports Jersey and fuel and rushes over to the Janitorial closet.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 25, 2015 23:00:55 GMT -6
I put a sleeping bag on backwards so that my legs poke out and my face is covered.
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Post by Steven on Sept 25, 2015 23:01:12 GMT -6
I take a quick look at Zuk0, and give him some bandages to fix himself up.
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 25, 2015 23:01:14 GMT -6
I take the rubbing acholhol to clean my wound and I bandage my arm.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 25, 2015 23:02:58 GMT -6
Jimes cannot hear. The sleeping back obscures his senses greatly.
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 25, 2015 23:05:23 GMT -6
I inject all three syringes into my arm.
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Post by Steven on Sept 25, 2015 23:05:29 GMT -6
I stick all 3 syringes in Zuk0
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Post by YungOnion on Sept 25, 2015 23:08:27 GMT -6
I stick all 3 syringes in Zuk0 You stuck the syringes in him. It hurts. There's nothing in them. It hurts. Ow.
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 26, 2015 20:57:19 GMT -6
I take the syringes out of my arm.
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Post by YungOnion on Sept 26, 2015 20:59:13 GMT -6
It kinda hurts you guess. You're fine.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 26, 2015 21:02:31 GMT -6
"Space isn't a bowl", he said, muffled almost entirely by the sleeping bag draped over him.
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 26, 2015 21:09:11 GMT -6
I nod my head in agreement.
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Post by Sacknight on Sept 26, 2015 21:09:11 GMT -6
I finaly wake up from my slumber and start dropping a sick beat.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 26, 2015 21:10:17 GMT -6
He cannot hear the sick beat due to the sleeping bag over his head.
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Post by Zuk0 on Sept 26, 2015 21:17:04 GMT -6
I give terry hintz the key card and tell him to land us.
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Post by Sacknight on Sept 26, 2015 21:20:21 GMT -6
I start to look around the ship in hopes of finding the survivors.
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Post by QwardTech on Sept 26, 2015 21:27:20 GMT -6
"This sleeping bag makes my vision dark, like a starless sky. No stars means no distractions from space!"
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Post by YungOnion on Sept 26, 2015 21:28:45 GMT -6
You start to feel clumsy, unsettled, and your vision is blurry...
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