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Seeds RP

Upper City

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the soldiers could see the familiar walls of the Rice institute. They were home.

The truck pulled around the building to the military barracks in Lab 5. The hatch opened and for the first time in years, Dryson felt sunlight on his face. True, it wasn't bright due to the rain, but it was still day. His mind did not register the sensation though, for it was too lost within his own world. They unloaded his motionless body onto a gurney and strapped him down like an asylum patient in case he awakened. He was then rolled into the doors of Seed Hell.

Ezi ignored the other seeds attempt at his attention, too lost in his own contemplations. The order told him to relinquish command of the fugitive seed to that other commander. "But it didn't say I couldn't follow. Those other seeds are long gone now, I won't be able to find that one woman, that one of the older generations had been following. But I won't lose credit for this capture." Ezi clicked on his comm device once again. "Puck, get in here, we need to go and now. If you want anything for capturing that seed you...incapacitated, we need to go now." Ezi then waited as the rest of his men cam piling into the vehicle. "You there, acquire the unit number for the commander and men dispatched to this area and then look up the tracking number that accompanies the vehicle they are using. Then have their location displayed to me on GPS on the screen." Ezi said pointing at Lenna.

Eeonus was crawling, concentrating as hard as possible on the actual sensations. The cold slimy pavement, slicked with falling water..."I didn't know this was what rain felt like. It is strange, it smells bad." Having no reason to allow seeds outside, in the small amount of time they have ever been giving to spend outside in a quarantined courtyard, during the rain, Eeonus had never felt it, and can't identify the sensation to realize that it was actually the runoff from the upper level, falling down upon him. He focused once more on the shaded person in front of him, crawling towards her as she conferred with some unseen being. All he knew was that she said something about meds, and that would motivate him to jump off a cliff at this point. Taking deep long breaths with eyes closed trying not to feel as his flesh told him, lying as it was, that it was being eaten by insects.

Hearing the younger Seed over his comm device Puck sneered to himself. Humph, still giving orders. Too bad he didn't get shot in his arrogant face. Puck made a mental note to shoot Ezi himself later. He then brought his hand up to the comm device and responded coldly. "Heard." Puck was about two miles from where the platoon was, so it would take him two jumps to get back. Puck was feeling sick, but refused to admit to it, especially since he was going to see his undeserving squad leader. The seventh gen had jumped so much today, and used so much energy, however he never carried with him any medications, because that showed his imperfection to all. Puck did his first jump and arrived in the Lower city. He lurched over, his hand grasping at the old, broken parking meter in front of him, and puked. He wiped his face and spit until the taste was gone. Puck suddenly gained back his manic grin, for it finally registered that the prisoner was his capture. He would finally get the glory that he deserved. Puck started laughing to himself, quietly at first, but soon turning to an all out roar. Puck blinked a second time and arrived around the corner from where the shuttle was. He puked again, his stomach lurching violently and painfully. Puck's uniform and face had blood spatter and now puke on it. The gray camouflage of his uniform hid some of it but it was still noticeable. The soldier wiped his mouth and chin with his sleeve and hoisted his precious Maria over his shoulder. That wide serial grin present on his face, he walked out into the street and toward his fellow institute slaves.

Addy's eyebrow went up as she suddenly began to feel the strangest sensations flooding her brain. Her eyes told her that a bedraggled seedling was crawling towards her, but her empathy, sickening as it was, told her that he was crawling with insects, her flesh tingled where the phantom legs touched her. Whimpering slightly she took steps away from him, trying desperately to keep her distance from him and his unnerving illness. "Hurry UP, Myles, you stupid fuck..." She clutched at her stomach and tried to keep from vomiting as her vision swirled around her, his proximity making her sick.

Myles and his team were indeed hurrying. They fled through the disgusting sludge of the runoff rain, feet splashing through puddles as they ran towards the signal that the comm devices broadcast. They arrived mostly all at the same time despite deliberately taking different paths. Myles took one look at the poor boy with his head hanging like an exhausted horse between his shoulders and lunged forward. He rummaged for mere moments in his bag of tricks before removing a syringe filled with the generic synthetic medication the Doctor had given into Myles' keeping in case of just such emergencies. Pulling off the sterile cap with his teeth and spitting it across the alley, he grasped the Seedling by the upper arm, attempting to gain his attention. "Hold still; this should help. It will make the pain stop."

Addy, her head in her hands, had sunk to her knees with the influx of people. Granted, there were only about three men with Myles, all standing at the ready at the potential entry points to the alley while Myles approache the Seedling. Closing her eyes in a vain attempt to keep their minds out of hers, she wailed, "Get OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!" One of the men approached her and trying to keep his mind blank, reached into the bag that had slipped from her shoulders. He quietly handed her the bottle of tequila. She felt its heft in his hand and it nearly made her cry and blackout at the same time. She ripped it from his fist with a vague grumble that she should shoot him for his audacity, but she chugged half the bottle on the spot, and as the liquor infused her bloodstream and she could think again, she reached for the bottle of pills at the bottom of the bag. Taking two or three - she didn't care to count that thoroughly - she sighed as the sensations around her suddenly began to recede. Father was right, this was a much stronger dose. She almost smiled as the cacophony around her dimmed to the annoying buzz of a mosquito close to the ear. She shook her head, stood upright and glared at the men. "Hurry up. We have to get to Dryson before they kill him." Her voice, ragged and husky, was cold, completely devoid of emotion. Unless of course you counted the rage slowly building in her. The Institute had taken the only family she had. They would pay. Dearly.

Without even giving time for Puck to sit down, as soon as the door could be closed it was, he re-routed manual control to his seat, shut the door, override to safety protocol. Doing a premature launch, he scorched the pavement beneath the vehicle as he took off. Normally the vehicle would create a warming up period, and then launch, without that a large blast of heat emanated, and blew out the windows of the nearby storefront. He jetted right after the other unit, before relinquishing control back to the pilot, for the more detailed flight through the top of upper cities bottom.

Fearful, this implementation of medication was most commonly used to knock him out, which meant nightmares that you couldn't wake up from. He struggled feebly for a moment, but in his exhaustion, and Myles appearing with wings and a halo, he decided he might as well. From the moment his vein was pierced he could feel it working. A physical sort of numbness crept up his arm, and when it hit his heart it spread all throughout his body. Where it went, perhaps the bugs did, or didn't, he couldn't feel them. Once it hit his brain it was as if light itself for a moment had embraced him, before the illusions faded altogether, and he was greeted with the sweet sensation of reality. So powerful was the feeling of relief, and the numbness that crept across him, that he hugged himself in ecstasy running his hands down his sides without feeling any of it. A cross between a moan and a grunt was released as he closed his eyes and just enjoyed it all, before his breathing became deeper and rythmic, as he gave into his fatigue and bliss.

Light. A blinding light before his eye made it impossible for Dryson to see. The room was neither hot nor cold. It smelt sterile and the silence was deafening. He was able to barely make out the faintest sound of dripping and his slow even breathing. He was cognizant enough to know he was laying down. However, something felt...off about his arms. He tried to move them, but to no avail. His legs did not respond correctly either.
His eye was finally able to focus after a few minutes of trying to snap his mind back from dreaming. But there was nothing to look at. The entire room was white except for the silver IV stand on his right. His eyes lazily glanced at the clear bag hanging from it, too blurry to actually make out what was written on it. His only working eye followed the thin tube from the drip bag down to his arm. He suddenly became aware of his hand, and it looked so odd to him for a reason he couldn't fully understand. Slowly moving his fingers into a light fist he realized that, not only was he getting an IV of fluids, but there was also morphine in that bag. He tried to roll over only to be stopped by restraints and the realization that his left arm was in a thick cast, broken from when he had fought Puck in the ally. His head moved drunkenly from side to side. He tried to speak but couldn't find his voice. All he could do was wait.

Addy couldn't think. It was getting to the point that she was just one long ache from head to toe. It seemed the downside to the new medication that Father had given her was that while she was free of others input, she was now free to feel her own bodies gripes. Addy had not had a decent meal in over a week. She was down to about 93 pounds and her stomach was probably one solid ulcer from drinking all that tequila and not much else. Her head hurt from hitting it on various surfaces and she was incredibly tired. She just wanted to sit down and cry. However, that was not an option. Wrapping herself in her old familiar blanket of rage and scorn, she took a swallow of tequila and grimaced as her stomach protested and then moved off quietly away from the crowd of Locusts and the sick Seedling. She would find a sandwich and meet Myles and the rest at the rendezvous point. They had to get Dryson back.

Myles sat back on his heals with a satisfied sigh. "There, that aught to fix you up right. Take it easy there lad, we're here to help. Now, what can you tell me about yourself?" He watched the boy carefully for signs that the medications weren't working or were working adversely. He placed a steadying hand on his shoulder and with the other hand signaled the men to stand back. He didn't know what this one's talents might be. The last thing they needed was another Addy on their hands who couldn't stand to be touched. It made him sick to think that the Institute was making these creatures so young... it was a whole new level of hatred that they could stoop to using children.

Puck fell back into his seat with a grunt. The child was pissed to say the least, his catch taken away from him, as well as his chance at moving up a rank, as well as Ezi still being annoying with his continuous breathing. Puck was truly seething, and, as the vehicle flew, he sat in a silence that even disturbed him. He was grinding his teeth again, flinching as he became aware of the sensitivity of his chipped tooth.

"As Long as this never goes away I am fine. This is wonderful, they never give me anything so...good." He lays there with his eyes closed, barely moving. "I am Eeonus, and I don't belong here. I am an upper level, person...and I um, have dyed hair and weird clothing?..." Eeonus said, completely incapable of lying. He was having a really hard time caring at this point about his mission, and about points of secrecy he should have been keeping. Come to think of it, he should know some sort of code or something to contact the agency, but he wasn't really paying attention when they were trying to teach him that. He was mostly looking at the centipede crawl from his instructors eye into his nose and out his ear. He pressed the tiny control on his neck to try and recontact main control, but the signal just came up as static, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Eeonus, respond. Eeonus to fuck, whoever." His hand fell back to his side. "Who wants to go back to that cesspool anyway. Fucking Bastards!" At this point, he rolls over on to his side, and curls his body around in a half fetal position; forgetting that others are even there.

The Vehicle docked, in it's designated port. "Okay everyone, foot soldiers report to base command. All Seeds, report to your Watchers. I am going to see General Steele." Ezi walked off the ships ramp, and went straight for the general's quarters.

Addy snarled to herself. The impertinence of some people! Stupid Seedling thought of the upper level as a cesspool... what must he think of them. She stroked her gun thoughtfully. Her thoughts whirled around her head in a rare moment of lucid solitude. She stepped to the side of the now prone and quiet Seedling, "Get up. Now." She clenched her jaw and twitched her leg out to marginally nudge the child's side. "Myles, get this kid loaded back to H.Q. we need to plan." With that she walked away. Didn't even bother to look back. It wasn't that she trusted in Myles' skills as a leader, she just didn't care. That, and she was a bit concerned that this new medication cocktail might not last what with her damn metabolism. Besides, she thought, I'm hungry.

Eeonus grunted and put a hand to his rib. "Whats going on?" He said in a groggy distant tone.

Eyes wide and a grin returning to his face for the first time since they were below, Puck finally realized that this was his chance to finally gain the credit he deserved, after all he did subdue the rogue seed, and maybe get Ezi's promotion. He was faster then him, Puck could simply blink to the general's office before Ezi would even get up the ramp. Puck blinked and appeared right in front of the general's desk, startling the older man, for Puck never visited him. His office was large, the walls white and a dark blue carpet. Behind him was a picture window that faced outward to look beyond the outer walls of the city. Hanging on the wall next to him were various framed papers, news clippings and cases with awards and metals hung in them. Everything in the office was about Steele and screamed of order and perfection.
"General, I'm here to report." Steele looked at him with an unamused expression.
"Where is your commanding officer 7-9801-2602-996?" The general refused to call any of the the seedlings by their adopted names, only by their numbers. The question was in reference to Ezi's absence.
"I'm the one who subdued the rogue seed." There was no 'Sir' attached to the beginning or the end of the statement and Steele's expression was even less amused.

Ezi's projection moved into the room, as Ezi leaned against the wall within. He could hear puck talking inside, and his scowl deepened. Now what is that disgusting excuse for a seed doing! He heard the lack of respect in Puck's tone. Of course it was still much nicer than anything he ever got, but he wondered how the general would handle it. Ezi shifted his position to make it look as though he knew the General was meeting with someone, and Ezi was merely patiently waiting to be seen; meanwhile he hovered in line with Steele's desk waiting to view his reaction.

Back to Seeds

2006-11-14 [Stephen]: Where/when do you want to to start posting? Or do I just start now? :p

2006-11-14 [Estantia]: I wasn't sure who was with the Locusts, so I'm guessing Aeola wasn't there.

2006-11-14 [Stephen]: Alex is with the Rice Institute. :p
I still don't know whether or not to post though. (I think I'd post in the top one, unless I really misread something. *overly cautious*)

2006-11-14 [Fizban]: no, you post int he top one...as you see, I have posted already as well, so go right on ahead and post.

2006-11-14 [Fizban]: No estantia, [Talkris] would have let you know if you were lol.

2006-11-14 [Talkris]: The two are just two other Locusts members. No worries, estantia, just have Aeola waiting in the shop. She'll be filled in just like the others.

2006-11-15 [Talkris]: Guys, don't forget the page breaks in between posts.

2006-11-15 [Talkris]: Whose next? I don't want to post again until everyone has gone.

2006-11-15 [Fizban]: stephen...

2006-11-15 [Talkris]: And Estantia yu need to post for Aeola

2006-11-15 [Stephen]: Sorry for the delay. :)
Hopefully the post is okay. :p

2006-11-16 [Estantia]: I post whenever I see someone's edited, I wasn't on ET much last night...

2006-11-16 [Stephen]: I don't know when I'm supposed to post...

2006-11-16 [Talkris]: Post whenever.

2006-11-16 [Estantia]: generally I don't if I posted directly before the last edit, I feel like i'm hogging it.

2006-11-19 [moonscale]: It turns out I can have internet access almost everyday that I'm here so it should be ok.

2006-11-19 [Fizban]: oh, okay good.

2006-11-21 [Fizban]: who's turn is next? Stephen?

2006-11-21 [Filiadorma]: I know lower is waiting on Talk

2006-11-21 [Talkris]: Sorry, I have so much to do. I'm trying to catch up, I really am.

2006-11-21 [Estantia]: here's a q, who actually IS lenna's watcher?

2006-11-21 [Talkris]: Ah, crap! Was it never filled out?! Shit, okay, I have to do that too.

2006-11-21 [Estantia]: don't worry, i can wait

2006-11-24 [Talkris]: I finally finished my damn term paper! ....My brain hurts...

2006-11-24 [Fizban]: woot woot

2006-12-01 [Filiadorma]: Dude - who's next in Lower?! Don't let the ball drop!!!

2006-12-02 [Fizban]: a new gun already, not satisfied or having other ideas talk?

2006-12-02 [Talkris]: No no, not so much a new gun as it will be a second.

2006-12-02 [Fizban]: oooh...>_> duals the way to go baby.

2006-12-02 [Talkris]: Hehe

2006-12-02 [Filiadorma]: Duals? Duals? Who are we fighting? I get to be the right hand man... woman... thing!

2006-12-03 [Fizban]: No hun...thats a Duel, XD. Not Dual, as in 2, as in wielding 2, as in wielding 2 weapons. As you see Ezi, I prefer Dual wielding :), rather then one weapon. But thats because of video games that drill the idea of more weapons=more death=happy penguin,...into my head and such.

2006-12-04 [Filiadorma]: damn - i got all excited for a minute there... *pouts*

2006-12-04 [Estantia]: yeah, and I think it's eeonus who had the bottle, right?

2006-12-04 [Fizban]: what about the bottle?

2006-12-04 [Estantia]: the one someone took from lenna, she wrote a letter to them to see if they cold talk.

2006-12-04 [Fizban]: right, right, indeed.

course Eeonus hasn't gotten the letter yet or anything right?

2006-12-04 [Talkris]: Hey, Jack, want to move some of this into History? I charge you with that job. I hate doing it.

2006-12-04 [Fizban]: LOL!!

I hated it so much too. Thats why I always tried to have moira do it in star child..>_><_< XD

2006-12-04 [Talkris]: Well, you always do it for me, and this is no different. ^_^ So, go ahead and start moving stuff. *has a cookie waiting for when the task is complete*

2006-12-04 [Talkris]: Hehe, Puck is so cute when he gets all crazy-like.

2006-12-04 [Talkris]: So, Aeola isn't going to react to a bullet flying past her head?

2006-12-04 [Estantia]: oops, forget that bit, sorry. Added another bit in reaction too.

2006-12-05 [Fizban]: I took alot, but I thought it best to get as many of the other peoples posts as possible to have a point from which to look to to do there next post, so I had to get everyones last.

I marked which entries are new and aren't on 01, so when it's possible, I can delete the old ones I left when they are posted. And all the next can go on seeds 02.

2006-12-07 [Talkris]: Saudi and Leena: Post for them so we know they are still alive. Even if it is only observational stuff.

2006-12-07 [Fizban]: I will have your watchers come in tomorrow...when the time skip occours or something.

2006-12-15 [Fizban]: Just to make sure,...[Stephen], you know he can't make his clothes invisible, he would have to strip to go really invisible. :)

2006-12-17 [Filiadorma]: Cos that's not a little obvious.... JACK! you ass... LOL

2006-12-17 [moonscale]: He did include that in his description didn't he? :P

2006-12-17 [Fizban]: I did, but the response stephen gave of where he said my character was fooling around// in the first one when he saw floating clothing, combined with the idea that I idea his char expressed about ~going invisible and running out the door~ gave me the impression that Stephen might just have not taken all the time in the world to read his whole description.

Because I kinda think the doc would know that, and wouldn't be scared of losing track of him, unless he thinks that he cant shut the door by the time my char can take off all his clothes :P

2006-12-18 [Stephen]: I know that. I read the description/information thingy. Just being cautious.
You know, better safe than sorry:P

2006-12-19 [Fizban]: Same here, just being cautious and not assuming anything.

2006-12-24 [Talkris]: She was hit across the nose with full force of Addy's swing... She she have a broken nose and blood streaming down her face right now.

2006-12-24 [Filiadorma]: seriously! it's a freakin weighted bottle! Heavy glass bottom, and Addy's strong enough to swing it hard enough to break her nose. Bleed a little, at least!

2006-12-24 [Estantia]: sorry, misjudged her strength and the heftiness of the bottle, I don't drink tequila... I haven't exactly been in many bottle fights.

2006-12-25 [Fizban]: Lol, ooh, sounds like a worth while venture. Can I get in one?

2006-12-25 [Talkris]: Sweetie, you'll be drinking with me. Of course there will be a fight. *grins*

2006-12-25 [Talkris]: And don't worry, Upper city will be moving along soon.

2006-12-25 [Filiadorma]: ooooo I can't wait for New Years! I soooooooo have a huge bottle of JD in my stocking with our names PLASTERED all over it. And yeah, Tequilla bottles, specifically Jose bottles are usually weighted glass. Nice improvement though...

2006-12-26 [Fizban]: Lol...JD, will be drinking, JD...*sigh*...*braces himself to not be a straight edge wuss*

Point of reference-my middle name is David.

2007-01-15 [Filiadorma]: Oh my god! I cannot believe the time we had.... so gotta do.... some... of that again!!! WOOT

2007-01-15 [Talkris]: Yay!!!!!!

2007-01-15 [Fizban]: lol,...some indeed XD.

2007-01-16 [Filiadorma]: hehehehehe *sings* Jack got drunk.... Jack got drunk!

2007-01-16 [Fizban]: Shhhh!! I did not get drunk!!!

I successfully walked in a line every time...

If I am not drunk enough to fall down, then I am not drunk, thats my logic, and you can't get around it.

2007-01-16 [Talkris]: Sweetie, you were completely sloshed

2007-01-16 [Estantia]: *laughing*

2007-01-16 [Fizban]: Pish posh,...none sense. Loren was sloshed, I was...buzzed.

I had clear thoughts, and clear everything.

Well...that and my body liked to lean to the left. Not the right mind you, but it always like to lean to the left. Very strange...<_<

2007-01-16 [Filiadorma]: WOW! Denial is a pink fluffy clouds! See I'm willing to admit to the fact that I was plastered... and don't use my name on here Jack... But I was also not so bad that I couldn't see exactly how out of it you were... for christ's sake you wound up in the back with the others!!! Spaz... stop lying to yourself!

2007-01-16 [Fizban]: back with the others, what are you talking about, what do you mean by that?

2007-01-16 [Talkris]: And it isn't about walking a strait line, its how you walk it. You had both arms out to your sides and were doing a really bad balencing act and took forever to do it. You would have flunked that test and been brought down to the station if a cop was making you do it. You were sloshed, admit it.

2007-01-16 [Filiadorma]: I'm not going to be mean and talk about it here... but you KNOW what I'm talking about! So don't deny it any more! LOL

2007-01-16 [Talkris]: *snickers* It was cute and amused me greatly

2007-01-16 [Fizban]: Hello,...you obviously don't remember. If you were saying the back, as in the bedroom, you are the one who came and shoved me in there remember!!

I am the one who left, like a minute later to go back to the living room with everyone else.

To get yelled at to go to sleep all night,...and watch, other...forgotten things.

And also! I did a cartwheel! So there. I could so do it without the balancing...I will prove it to you...sometime...somewhere...somehow!! <_<

2007-01-16 [Talkris]: Denial really is a big pink fluffy cloud.

2007-01-16 [Estantia]: ...with silver and gold sparkles it seems...

2007-01-16 [Talkris]: Hehehe

2007-01-17 [Fizban]: Me wanty posty!!

2007-01-17 [Filiadorma]: don't try to change the topic to try and save your own skin Jack. Tis entirely fruitless. And we will post.... wait... has upper city moved at ALL????

2007-01-17 [Estantia]: no, I can't do anything really until the watcher turns up... and I'm waiting for miles in lower city :P

2007-01-17 [Fizban]: Yeah, I have been yearning to post for like...ever...lol.

2007-01-18 [Filiadorma]: Myles has currently left my inner building. He'll be back shortly though, I just a need a bit of inspiration is all! lol... that and free time! heh

2007-01-18 [Estantia]: don't worry, I'm virtually falling asleep with a head full of room 11 stuff...

2007-01-18 [Fizban]: Yeah...my mondays are ridiculus. I get to school at 7:15
8-9:00 class
10:00-11:00 class
11:20-work till 4:15
4:30-5:30 class
6:00-9:00 class

lol...I have a 14 hour day. Woot woot...*collapses*
4 classes and a 5 hour work day.

2007-01-18 [Estantia]: ouchies...

2007-01-19 [Filiadorma]: Oh shut up pansy! when you can pull 21 credits, a full-time work schudule AND a stedy stream of hookups and still maintain a 4.0 THEN you get to collapse!

2007-01-19 [Fizban]: HAHAHAHAHHAHA lol...

if I had the choice I would be doing 20, but then I wouldn't be get financial aid for that, and I don't have the money for that.

2007-01-19 [Filiadorma]: wuss! lol - meh - the beauty of being a member of PTK - you get financial aide for just about anything! lol they know you're not a fuckup!... NO WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE POST!!! and releive the stress.... just a little

2007-01-19 [Fizban]: umm, I have been wanting to post for about...a month now. So if I could, I would have ten times over.

2007-01-19 [Filiadorma]: *sticks tongue out* not my fault!!

2007-01-20 [Estantia]: i can't until myles or the watcher does!

2007-01-20 [Fizban]: I was waiting for the next day to have the watchers I am incharge of come in.

2007-01-20 [Estantia]: time jump anyone?

2007-01-20 [Filiadorma]: *glares angrilly at Talkris* I know I should post as Myles, but my head is a blank as to how to respond, I'm hoping Dryson might say something to spur me on. I have no clue where the hell to take it! Sorry!

2007-01-20 [Estantia]: you could respond to what Aeola asked him *shrugs* maybe an idea for how to get past bio-locks?

2007-01-21 [Talkris]: .>
<.<

*flees*

2007-01-21 [Fizban]: No!!

*chases*

2007-01-21 [Talkris]: I have really bad writer's block. I'm sorry guys. It just won't break. *continues running*

2007-01-21 [Estantia]: *curiously extends foot to see if he trips*

2007-01-21 [Fizban]: that sucks...oh well. I am in the tournament and estantia can atest to the increase in activity in another wiki.

Although, your presences is also required to further elementalists, but I am patient.

2007-01-21 [Estantia]: yes guys fizban is officially alive and rping if you weren't able to tell by the manic chase in the comment boxes...

2007-01-21 [Filiadorma]: wow y'all need to stop! I'm gonna die of laughter in a minute here! sheesh! LMFAO!

2007-01-22 [Talkris]: Hahaha And yeah, hun, I'm sorry about elementalists too. I don't know what happened. I went to go write and my brain smashed into a brick wall and blood and gray matter went everywhere. It waqs quite revolting.

...I have pictures if anyone wants to see... *holds up pics of grossness with an innocent smile*

2007-01-22 [Fizban]: Gray and white matter, except everyone only knows about the gray matter lol. Gray is all the nerve bodies, where as the white matter is the axons of the nerves.

2007-01-22 [Talkris]: Honey, I know about the white matter. I just didn't find it necessary to get technical. 'Twas merely a joke, not a report.

2007-01-22 [Fizban]: LOL, I am sure you do. But I like adding irrelevant facts, because I are teh urber dork.

2007-01-22 [Filiadorma]: *salutes the uber dork and does a jolly little dance* DO NOT CROSS ME FOR I AM THE MUFFIN QUEEN! BEHOLD MY FLUFFY GOLDEN-BROWN AUTHORITY!!!

2007-01-22 [Filiadorma]: bow down! for i have posted!!! WOOOOOOOOT

2007-01-22 [Fizban]: lol, indeed the muffin mistress has.

2007-01-22 [Filiadorma]: hehehehehehehehe - I like that! I am SO the Muffin Mistress now! hee

2007-02-07 [moonscale]: Are we ever going to get watchers? I'm sorry if I sound a bit impatient but this place eems like its going to die if something doesn't happen soon.

2007-02-07 [Fizban]: you have them, I am waiting for the finsher in the stuff, hten the time jump so I can introduce the watchers.

2007-02-08 [Estantia]: wich stuff are you waiting to end?

2007-02-08 [Fizban]: well look, there are loose ends, chars that are in the middle of doing stuff.

2007-02-08 [Estantia]: none of the upper city people are...

2007-02-08 [Fizban]: both of my character are talking to there watcher, I dunno about you...

2007-02-08 [Estantia]: mine's asleep...

2007-02-14 [Stephen]: Errr... sorry about completely vanishing. I can continue, if you want.

2007-02-14 [Fizban]: woot-woot!

2007-02-14 [Stephen]: Is that a yes?

2007-02-14 [Estantia]: go on then :)

2007-02-16 [Talkris]: Yeah,,sorry about the wait and the shortness of the post. I had hit a brick wall of inspiration. I haven't even really drawn anything new lately. But I figured you guys have been patient so I forced out a post.

2007-02-17 [Fizban]: how is that working for ya in your art classes <_<

and no problem, I have to get back into the spin of this as well, mine is from laziness and unfocused-nessdocity rather then a block though.

2007-02-17 [Talkris]: When I say I haven't drawn anything new, it means for me. I've only been doing work for classes and such.

2007-02-18 [Filiadorma]: *DOes 10 sonsecutive backflips* WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!! posty posty *Coughs up a lung* sorry... little plague there...

2007-02-18 [Fizban]: woohoo, fun fun.

2007-02-21 [Fizban]: okay, so for the upper city, it is my turn to post to stephen
Talkris's turn to post to my last post from Ezi
and as soon as a time jump happens, I will get the watchers up and working.

2007-02-22 [Filiadorma]: YAY! posted have I! *dances*

2007-03-01 [Fizban]: Yay!! Talkris posted!! Woot-Woot!

2007-03-08 [Fizban]: Awesome, I am loving these posts...that I would love more if I could repost to them. I want ezi to be freed from teh instatution just so I can post in the lower city, where there is more action XD.

2007-03-08 [moonscale]: *snores*
loudly

2007-03-08 [Talkris]: snoring? what is with the snoring? you all could totally work in more shit in the upper city! Unless of course this is in reply to our posting... in which case... to hell with ya! But anyway... just as an fyi - [Talkris] and I talked it over and decided Addy was in the other room, so yeah, re read my last post for the changes...thx -F.

2007-03-08 [Fizban]: Lol...With Talkris, and too lazy to log off, and log on as youself I see...

2007-03-08 [Filiadorma]: Fuck you Jack! I didn't realize... and speaking of lazy, what's with the "new Gen" post? Two fucking lines? I thought this RP was supposed to be discouraging of that kind of shit! You're better than that... *narrows eyes* watch who you call lazy! They might bite!

2007-03-08 [Estantia]: er, two lines??? try a PARAGRAPH and two lines!

2007-03-08 [moonscale]: Ok then, I accept. I will "work up some shit" if thats what everyone's waiting for! btw... can I just assume things about the architecture and such?

2007-03-08 [Fizban]: Look bitch, if there was more action there might just be a bit more to post on. But there was no change for Eeonus, and thats all I had to post on, the fact that the doctor didn't leave, and nothing else happened. And I posted for Ezi as well, so don't make it sound like I did nothing but post two lines.

2007-03-08 [Estantia]: I didn't just do two lines either, I did the para before it too, though I admit it could be shoved into the para before.

2007-03-08 [moonscale]: There you have a paragraph, a little one at least.

2007-03-09 [Talkris]: *shakes head* Come on, children, play nice.

2007-03-18 [Filiadorma]: First off let me just say that I hate these things since there is no real tone... secondly, don't... ever... under any circumstances... call me a bitch Jack. And thirdly there may not be a whole lot of action going on, but observation and emotion could count for a lot of it! We're all good writers else we wouldn't have been allowed to join in here. We've also been through enough schooling to know how to bull shit our way into two three paragraphs. Now - I'm done ranting, I'm no longer mad since I just got back from vacation and REFUSE to get all stressed out about this again... especially since I was JUST yanking your chain in return for the "lazy" remark. Now - let's clear these lines and see what we can't do with the story.

Here's an idea - why not have the seeds in upper be sent out Talk? that way they have something to do while we're still getting our feet wet down below.

2007-03-19 [Fizban]: You said fuck you, so I replied with an obligatory retort. And I conclude with your irritation at the tonelessness within text rather then ones own voice, with it, my message wouldn't have been as insulting because bitch would have been said in a lighter tone regardless.

There is indeed, tons to do if the ball would get rolling, we could all do so much. I will have all the watchers I am responsible for, jump to action as soon as the next day comes to pass. However, I don't see the sense in having them jump to action before, due to the situation at hand, few would go to work with the city in a state of a emergency. So the next day for the watchers to come in and check up would make the most sense.

2007-03-19 [Talkris]: Actually, now that its mentioned, it would be good for the watchers to come in now. This would be when the Seeds are used. They would either be charged with "catch the terrorits" or be used to keep the city from falling further into chaos.

2007-03-19 [Fizban]: Okay gimme time and I will come up with something, but I am currently busy.

2007-03-19 [Talkris]: I posted in the upper city for David and Puck.

2007-03-20 [Fizban]: Beautiful.

2007-03-20 [Estantia]: very nice one... shows how used to it they must be...

2007-03-20 [Stephen]: I'm sorry, but I really have no idea what to have Alexander do right now...

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I could just keep him harassing Eeonus, but that really wouldn't do to much.

2007-03-20 [Talkris]: Alright, give me a minute. I'll have Steele place the order to send out the Seeds when I get back from food.

2007-03-21 [Estantia]: Well Lenna would be pretty useless in a fight, so I'm guessing she's not going out...

2007-03-21 [Talkris]: You know what, have her get ready too. You say she's intelligent, lets use that. For arguments sake, let's say she knows the city's layout and can guide them or something. Just think of some use. BUt they are all going out.

2007-03-21 [Estantia]: I wouldn't be surprised if she did know the city layout, she's also rather more level headed than the other seeds, maybe she can carry medicinal supplies etc. Not to mention she has a good memory for faces too.

2007-03-21 [Talkris]: Exactly, use any of those. She can carry the meds in case of Seed Sickness or something. And carry a map or something to point out destinations. Steele will be sure to give each their orders.

2007-03-22 [Fizban]: Stephen, now you get the wonderful task of coaxing my character down to C dock I do beleive. Or will he be excluded?

2007-03-23 [Fizban]: The way you had David say to Ezi that he should go to C-dock made me think David wasn't walking him down there, so I didn't post it like that. Lemme know if changes are in order.

2007-03-23 [Fizban]: Also, What about Puck? He is incapacitated and not going to participate? I was going to post for his watcher, but wanted to wait for a moment before I was to do so, to make sure that situation with puck was static.

2007-03-23 [Talkris]: I had just written that the gas was begining to seep into the room. Puck can just blink out. ^_^

2007-03-23 [Talkris]: Oh, and I think you need to move some of this stuff into history again, hun

2007-03-23 [Fizban]: I was planning on it don't worry. If I hadn't run out of time before my class I would have, and if I wasn't currently working, and should be doing my job, I would be right now...buutt, I am sneaking on so I have limited time.

Good, So I will have his watcher coordinate something...somehow...>_> <_<.

2007-03-23 [Fizban]: Who is posting for Eeonus's watcher? That should be something also for alexander to contend with too, for him to show up would provide posts for both stephen and I.