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Post by Sarpek on May 19, 2009 20:51:04 GMT -5
The Tank ascends into the bar via the cargo elevator, which has been extended to the basment. Sarpek climbs out, and sends the tank on to the roof, which by now has become a hell of random equipment and strange devices. He grabs a rum. "It's going strangely..."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 20, 2009 16:53:11 GMT -5
Jayson Exccks runs back into the bar some time later and reinforces the barricades. He then runs out the bar to do some other stuff. About 15 minutes later, there are scratches heard on the outside of the barricades, followed by load groans. The DJ wakes up with a hangover.
"Ugh...How much have I had to drink?"
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Post by Noah on May 21, 2009 5:34:54 GMT -5
Noah is dreaming about unicorns. Yay!
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 21, 2009 18:33:08 GMT -5
The barricades are falling fast. The DJ notices. The DJ heads over to the barricades with a toolbox, but when he gets a hammer out to board the barricades up, his hangover kicks in again.
"ARGHHHHHH!!!!! My head hurts like shit!!!! Someone get me an aspirin! And take over this barricade business!!!"
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Post by Sarpek on May 21, 2009 18:37:24 GMT -5
There is another rumble from the elevator, and what looks like a wall of steel moves out. Crudely welded from steel plates, the thing moves forward, locking into place in front of the barricades. Sarpek drives the forklift behind it. He pulls out a cable attatched to the forklift, clipping it to the wall, and takes out a second cable. He begins to weld the plate to the building's steel reinforcing girders.
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Post by albub on May 21, 2009 23:34:13 GMT -5
Dan watches placidly as the metal giants fight with fire and lightning. He bides his time, because he knows they will be weak and battle-weary soon. Then he will strike, and victory will be his.
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Post by Vito The Don on May 21, 2009 23:45:34 GMT -5
Vito sits drinking his vodka content to just sit around after a long couple of days. Suddenly his phone goes off, and after the ring gets to annoying to ignore, is forced to answer. "Hello?... No, not yet. On strike? Oh, our strike, not on strike. Inneffective? What? 70lbs of high grade explosive is ineffective? T.O.W.? Of course we have them.... Yeah at least ten, call me if you need anything else. Actually take the" Vito mumbles for a second so as not to be overheard" You got that? Alright, contact on end. Goodluck, and god speed." He throws the cellphone into one of his bags and lets out a defeated sigh. "It never ends, ever, goddamn button men want to kill every group in sight without thinking about the complications it gives me."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 22, 2009 16:36:06 GMT -5
The DJ gets a message on his phone.
<i>Malton Manhunt event at East Becktown. You have been specifically requested to do a radio show. DDR out.</i>
The DJ grabs his things, but falls due to the headache.
"OK, I'm gone. If you need me, I'm gonna be seeing what needs to be done in East Becktown. And hopefully my hangover will be gone by then..."
((Well, folks. I'm gone for the weekend. Later.))
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 22, 2009 19:18:44 GMT -5
"Oh good, I didn't kill him with alcohol," Leon says as he watches the DJ live. He waves a hand in front of Dan's face and furrows his brows. He shrugs, leaves a bottle of vodka and a small tumbler in front of the newcomer and pats him on the shoulder as he wanders off to the half-buried Michelle O-bama.
He waves a hand in front of her face, taps her forehead.
"Hard as a rock! What the hell is she made of? Hey let's wake her up. MICHELLE!! MICHELLE! Wakey wakey!! It's me, Leon!"
Leon kisses her and waits for a reaction.
"I wonder if she's anatomically correct..."
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Post by Sarpek on May 22, 2009 20:38:26 GMT -5
Sarpek walks over to Michelle, carrying a large saw. He places it to her neck, and quickly cuts through it. He mounts the head on a box, and hooks it up to a generator. "You can have the rest, Leon."
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Post by Michelle O.bama on May 22, 2009 21:10:14 GMT -5
"You are SUCH an asshole." says the disembodied head.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 22, 2009 21:11:15 GMT -5
Leon begins digging the body out and stripping it.
"Mwuahaha. I'm going to have so much fun with this. But what if I want the head, too, Sarpek?? It might be able to do things..."
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Post by Sarpek on May 22, 2009 21:31:19 GMT -5
Sarpek glares at Michelle. "Hey, You're the one who started all this. You just couldn't leave us alone." He wags a finger just out of reach of her mouth.
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Post by Michelle O.bama on May 22, 2009 21:35:55 GMT -5
Michelle licks her lips, her eyes moving from his finger to his eyes. She tempts him further with a seductive moan.
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Post by Sarpek on May 22, 2009 22:10:04 GMT -5
Sarpek hurridely replaces the finger with a piece of steel rebar. "I'm not stupid, you know."
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