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gamer325Join Date: 2007-12-15
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When I had slowed down enough, I taxied to an empty plane hangar. |
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gamer325Join Date: 2007-12-15
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When I got my plane in, the doors started closing. |
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(AHEM. BUMP.) |
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Name: Seth mason
Age: 99
Gender: Male
Race: Dracoinc
Appearance: Human: Black shirt, blue pants, around 5'4 with brown hair. Dragon:Blue scales with some gold around his eyes, green colored eyes
Profession: N/A
Inventory: N/A
Bio:He lives out in the forest
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The gap between the two hangar doors became smaller every passing second. I got out of the plane, going into the door leading to the pilot's lounge. |
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The gap between the doors was closing in. Only about 15 feet were left between the left and right, snd it was closing at a speed of 2 and a half inches every 5 seconds. |
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gamer325Join Date: 2007-12-15
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But in that time, the doors had only closed 1 foot. (It's simple math. Just multiply 6X2.) |
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There were lots of planes, propeller and jet alike. I continued chatting with my friends in the pilot's lounge. "No, seriously, this one time I flew through these big, big skyscrapers..." "Oh, really?" I responded. "Actually, not really." The conversation quickly ended with that. There were some maintenance workers outside checking the planes. It was raining. A LOT. So the workers had to do all these things inside. |
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(EvilSnowMan approved.)
There were piles of crates near each cargo plane in the hangar. |
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(It seems as if this won't survive long, seeing as nobody is posting.) |
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Name: Ariana Kor
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Neko
Appearance: short, orange hair, brown eyes, cat ears and tail.
Profession: Mercenary
Inventory: dual handguns, six grenades, notebook and pens, teleport device strapped on her arm.
Bio: abandoned at birth, Ariana grew up alone and preffers life as a loner. she can sometimes be compassionate, but is mostly anti-social. |
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gamer325Join Date: 2007-12-15
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(A teleport device? Doesn't that seem a little out of line for 2040s/2030s technology...?) |
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I looked down the scope. The target was relaxing in what looked like a very comfy chair. I would have to fix that. As I prepared to fire, I whispered something into the wind, and then pulled the trigger. I had never missed, adn this time wasnt any different. |
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I sat back and chuckled. Another accursed Mercenary commander down, and another wad of cash for me. It was an easier life for someone like me, born to pull a trigger and delighted to draw blood. |
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I continued chatting with my friends for some time until I managed finish my drink. "Well, I'll be off guys. See ya later. Hopefully." I said, as I walked off towards my plane. |
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(she invented it herself. she has way too much free time.) |
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