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Post by Omni on Feb 9, 2009 19:00:20 GMT -5
"It seems we've all come at different times though and we mostly all ended up transported to different places within this city. It doesn't make sense. And you say you remember a briefing? That is stranger still."
"What's so strange about a mission briefing? And you still didn't answer… Should we wake the others?"
Another thought came to mind. "And Cinnamon said that the cyborg said something important. What was it?"
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Post by PFA on Feb 11, 2009 12:21:11 GMT -5
((>_> *pokes life into RP*))
Rank woke up to the sound of voices. It took him a moment to remember that he wasn't, in fact, lying in his bed, and was instead lying on the hard wood floor of an abandoned building in the middle of some strangely empty city of some sort. Such things take a while to get used to, you see.
"And you still didn't answer..." came someone's voice, Axl's if he recalled. "Should we wake the others?"
"Well, you will anyway if you keep talking," Rank pointed out, getting up and stretching. He absently wondered what time it was... finding that he was hungry, it was probably breakfast time. "But I suppose it's probably a good time to be waking up either way. If I'd have known I'd be spending a few days in a mysterious abandoned city, I would have packed food..."
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Post by Omni on Feb 13, 2009 0:34:44 GMT -5
"Well, you will anyway if you keep talking. But I suppose it's probably a good time to be waking up either way. If I'd have known I'd be spending a few days in a mysterious abandoned city, I would have packed food..."
"Good points," said Axl, remembering about the human need for food. He bent down and gently shook Cinnamon. "Hey, Cinnamon, wake up."
"Hmm…?"
"We're just going to wake the others up… Oh! And do you remember what that cyborg said?"
Cinnamon paused. "It was an address. Something north, the street sounded like a name… I don't really remember."
"Well, let me know if you remember anything." The next person he shook was the Swedish Chef. "Hey… Do you think you could make everybody breakfast?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2009 20:25:31 GMT -5
"Hey... Do you think you could make everybody breakfast?"The Swedish Chef pulled several muffins out a small sack. He tossed them into the air and shot a hole through a middle of each while they were in midair. "Dunoots." ((This was a real Muppet Show skit. ))
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Post by Arista~ on Feb 14, 2009 7:36:47 GMT -5
((I'm sorry everyone, but my schedual has been messed up. I don't think I will be able to continue posting at a regular rate. Please continue without me. If anyone wants, they can take over Prussia and Germany, but, if no one wants to, you can just drop them out. Have fun with the rest of the rp, and good luck.))
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2009 13:29:49 GMT -5
(I'm back from my sailing ship guys, sorry about lack of posts but here is the update on Torchwood and the Doctor! *is excited and still full of hyper-ness!!!*)
Jack laughed softly at the stunt pulled by the Swedish Chef and caught one of the falling muffin-doughnuts. He munched on it as he went to wake the nearest sleepers, shaking the nations of Austria and his lovely but fierce wife and the excited Italy and then moving on to his own team.
The Doctor stayed standing in the doorway with Axl, Cinnamon and the newly woken Rank. He was interested in the reploids who were so very human compared to Cyborgs and other Cyber-creatures.
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Owen woke badly. He mumbled and turned over before feeling a sharp pain as Jack's boot collided with the small of his back. He got up as the Captain moved away and grumbled loudly, using some foul language as he did so and then he remembered that he was a Doctor and he had a patient. He wandered over to wake Larissa and inspect her shoulder again.
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Post by PFA on Feb 16, 2009 16:39:44 GMT -5
Rank was a little startled by the Swedish Chef's method of breakfast-making, but took a 'donut' anyway and started to eat. He was hungry, after all.
Larissa stirred at the ruckus the others were making, but didn't wake until Owen came and looked at her shoulder again. "Oh, hi," she said with a yawn. "Good morning."
((Short post is short. >_>))
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Post by Omni on Feb 20, 2009 1:03:11 GMT -5
Axl watched as the Sweedish Chef tossed some muffins into the air, then casually shot a hole in the middle of each. "Dunoots," he called them.
"Yeah… Donuts… By the way, nice shooting. Did you have any sort of training that got you to that skill level?"
Cinnamon held a 'donut,' looking at it curiously. After a moment, she walked over to Larissa, who was just waking up. "Oh, hi. Good morning."
"Good morning!" Cinnamon replied, even though Larissa's greeting wasn't specifically to her. "So," she said, holding out the 'donut' for Larissa to take, "are you ready for a new day and new adventures?" While this was mostly directed at Larissa, she was asking the group in general.
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Post by PFA on Feb 22, 2009 22:24:03 GMT -5
"Good morning!" Cinnamon chirped, handing Larissa a muffin with a hole in it. "So, are you ready for a new day and new adventures?"
"Sure am!" Larissa replied, grinning cheerfully. "I'm always ready for a good adventure!" She tried to strike a dramatic pose, but it didn't turn out very well, what with the injured shoulder and all. But it was the thought that counted.
"I, at least, am hoping we can find some clues as to how we got here or how to get back home soon," Rank added. "I know I'd rather not be away from home for much longer, at any rate, as I have certain duties I don't want to neglect for too long... I'm sure you all do, too."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2009 22:03:25 GMT -5
Owen held out a hand to steady Larissa as she rose dramatically but found that she didn't need his aid. Ianto ambled over.
"Muffins," he smiled and set about devouring his with considerable gusto. "So," he said through a mouthful, "where do we start?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2009 17:38:33 GMT -5
"Yeah… Donuts… By the way, nice shooting. Did you have any sort of training that got you to that skill level?"
The Swedish Chef shook his head and ate one of his donuts.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2009 21:39:29 GMT -5
((*pokes* Sorry if you don't like what I do but this thing has to go somewhere. I can always change it or delete it but at least its something.))
The Doctor continued to gaze toward the buildings rising ominously before him. He rubbed his head, trying to grasp the answer to is strange feeling. Had he been here before? No, that wasn't it. He didn't recognise anything around him. Perhaps it was the similarities between the Cybermen and the cyborgs that disturbed him but then again, he had the feeling from the beginning, before he had seen the cyborgs.
He thought back to when the TARDIS had first started falling out of the Vortex. He had thought that it was simply losing stability and would materialise on the nearest center of gravity. That, however, was not the case. The TARDIS had neither landed, nor materialised and the sensors on board all seemed to think that he was still sitting in the Vortex, not yet locked on to a Time or a place.
And as that thught raced, another quickly followed. Everyone who was awake when they were taken, remembered a bright light. The nagging feeling grew stronger and the Doctor thought, finally, that he knew what was wrong.
He walked back inside the building and surveyed the group at large. Some were from his universe but others appeared not to be. Rank was of a species the Doctor had never seen or heard of before and the Nations too...
"This place doesn't exist," he said to himself, "We're in a program."
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Post by Omni on Mar 5, 2009 17:28:30 GMT -5
"This place doesn't exist," the Doc thought aloud. "We're in a program."
Axl gave the Doc a quizzical(?) look. "Are you sure? Because I've been in cyberspace places before, and they were... full of hexagons. And other such shapes. And coding. And programs generally had physical forms, but more like a creature, less like an area. At any rate, there weren't any buildings or trees."
Cinnamon pondered. "Maybe it's a different kind of program?"
"I doubt it."
"Well, we don't know much about this place. Maybe we should wait and learn some more before guessing what it is?"
"Yeah, head out, explore. Hey, Doc, didn't you say something about those buildings?" Not even waiting for an answer, he continued with "Come on! Let's go!" and then dashed out the door.
"Axl! Wait!"
((Timeskip, feel free to make use of moveable timeline.))
Amidst the large buildings, near the middle of the town, was a town hall. What they'd seen so for of the city was quiet and in a state of disrepair. However, the alleys and nearby area just looked run down. It looked like something big happened at this part of town, particularly at the hall. There weren't any bodies or bones, but there was blood, and the buildings had definitely seen better days.
"Woah," said Axl when he saw this, at a loss of anything else to say.
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Post by Amneiger on Mar 5, 2009 23:44:09 GMT -5
The city hall building was five stories tall, with rows of windows on each floor. It stood on top of a series of stone steps leading up the front door. Sometime before whatever had happened here the building had a white coat of paint.
Tables and desks had been shoved into a crude circle; many of them had been splintered and strewn all around the steps. Most of the blood stains were behind the line formed by the tables and desks. Both the steps and the surrounding buildings had been heavily riddled with bullet holes. One portion of the town hall had collapsed onto itself, the outside walls falling into a large heap of rubble. There were a few holes in the town hall in various places around the ground floor. The front doors had been bashed in and were now hanging by their hinges. It was too dark to see anything inside the building from outside.
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Post by PFA on Mar 6, 2009 20:18:03 GMT -5
Rank and Larissa were both a little puzzled as the Doctor and the reploids discussed cyberspace. Neither of them had heard of such a thing. These other worlds must have been so strange.
Seeing Axl run off, Rank spoke up. "We should probably follow him... it might not be a good idea for him to be out there all by himself, at least, what with all those creatures running around." He picked up the wood plank he'd found last night, though a little hesitant over whether it would do any good out there. But it was better than nothing, he thought, as he headed toward the door.
"He's right," Larissa said, finishing off her muffin and standing up. "We should help each other while we're out here!" With that she ran after Axl and Rank, seemingly ignoring the fact that she still had an injured shoulder.
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It was a while before Rank caught up to Axl; the reploid was pretty fast. But he did eventually.
"Hey, you might not want to go running off all by yourself..." Rank started, but trailed off when he caught sight of what Axl was staring at. The city hall was entirely abandoned, and what with all the blood around, it was likely for good reason. "Oh dear..."
Larissa came running up shortly afterwards, also surprised to see the desolate state of the city hall. "Wow. What do you think happened here?"
"I'm not sure, but I doubt this was all the doing of those creatures running around," Rank said hesitantly.
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