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Post subject:  Posted: July 2nd, 2006, 9:21 pm |
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Location: Why? You a stalker?
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[Do you mind if I make-up a character?]
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Post subject: Posted: July 2nd, 2006, 10:01 pm |
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Joined: 08 September 2005
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Location: Anywhere an assassin or mercenary is needed....
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(*has no idea whatsoever for a character* Hey, Pip, wanna help me out here?..... Which family members are taken and which are available?....)
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 12:27 am |
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Location: Davey Jones' Locker...
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(Amara, go for it! Luinnar, ye can be another FBI agent, or a family member that has known Mort for a while or somethin' of that sort.)
Mort stopped short. The crunching of the Dorito chip silenced in his mouth. What was that? his inner self asked. Rainey sat up very slowly. He wiped the orange powder off his hand and onto the couch.
He listened. There was silence. He listened again this time cautiously peeking his head to the direction of the kitchen. Nobody there. "...funny..." He shrugged and then continued to crunch the now soggy and wet Dorito chip in his mouth.
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 12:33 am |
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Location: Anywhere an assassin or mercenary is needed....
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(*sighs* Yes, I plan to be a family member who has decided to figure out what's going on with Mort.... But there is one taken already..... Can I be a sister?.... )
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 12:37 am |
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Joined: 26 October 2005
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Location: Why? You a stalker?
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[Cool! Is there is specific form that you would like me to fill, Pip?]
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 12:43 am |
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Location: Davey Jones' Locker...
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(Luinnar, no there is no family member taken. And sure, ye could be sister. Amara, maybe another detective or FBI agent?)
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 12:57 am |
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[Is there a special made-up form that you would like me to fill?]
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 1:06 am |
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Pippin wrote: (Amara, go for it! Luinnar, ye can be another FBI agent, or a family member that has known Mort for a while or somethin' of that sort.)
Mort stopped short. The crunching of the Dorito chip silenced in his mouth. What was that? his inner self asked. Rainey sat up very slowly. He wiped the orange powder off his hand and onto the couch.
He listened. There was silence. He listened again this time cautiously peeking his head to the direction of the kitchen. Nobody there. "...funny..." He shrugged and then continued to crunch the now soggy and wet Dorito chip in his mouth.
However the sounds continued to come from the kitchen. This time there was the sound of the guzzling of a liquid and the sound of papers being handled or flipped.
An eerie silence followed hereafter...but then the sound of someone breathing heavily could be heard. _________________ <center> 
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 1:34 am |
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Mort stopped chewing again. He swallowed the chip down, scraping his throat in the process. He slowly rose to his feet. Orange crumbs of the Doritos fell off his lap and onto the wooden floor.
He dropped the empty bag and rubbed the rest of the powder off his hands, this time on his robe. He licked his lips and unwillingly started to make his way into the kitchen. "...h-hello?..."
His hands grew shakey and he brushed back some of his knotted mess of hair that fell into his eyes.
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 1:40 am |
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Just then, in the quietness of the kitchen in the early morning, a Mississippi accented voice hollared over to Mort in the living room. "Why don't you just come in the kitchen Mr. Rainy and see what I'm up to?"
A few seconds went by and then the voice spoke again, "Don't be a coward...like you usually are..." he said with a slight chuckle in his voice.
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 1:48 am |
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Mort stopped short. A sudden pit twisted in his stomach. He stumbled backwards, hitting the desk by the window, making the faded yellow, dusty lamp tumble over and smash into pieces.
"Stop it! You don't exist!" He turned around and gripped hold of the table as if it were someone to hold onto. He eyes closed shut as sweat started to drip down his forehead.
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 1:58 am |
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"Now Mr. Rainy hold your horses and calm yerself down. You and I know both know that I'm very real to you. You made me....must I remind you?"
Guzzling of liquid could be heard once again and then the licking of lips.
"Come on now...don't be shy."
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 2:55 am |
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Lily pulled up to the secluded home, surrounded by trees and waters, making it almost impossible for trespassers to trespass unless they knew there was a home there.
She parked the car to the side of the house, by the wild garden and turned the egnition off her black BMW.
As she stepped out of the car she couldn't help but feel slightly disheveled, something about Mort's home gave her the creeps. Walking up to the patio and door she knocked.
No answer....
"Mort... it's me Lillian, you home?"
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 3:28 am |
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[You know what, I'll be a police officer! ^^]
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Post subject: Posted: July 3rd, 2006, 2:12 pm |
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(Good idea)
Eric finished his tea, kissed his wife good-bye, and got into his BMW Z4. He pressed his finger at the ignition fingerpad. It was a new customization Eric got for his car. The print was accepted and soon Eric was cruising his way toward the FBI building. The trip normally took about twenty minutes but Eric was travelling in such speed that it only took three quarters of that time. He drove towards the parking garage, took his rightful spot, got out, and walked towards his office.
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Post subject: Posted: July 4th, 2006, 1:00 am |
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(Sounds good Amara, you can also play another character as well. Two at the max.)
Mort felt his heart beat quicken. "You don't exist Mr. Shooter....stop messin' with this!" He pointed a finger to his blonde mess of hair on top of his head.
Just then a sudden voice sounded at the door. Mort jumped backwards and gasped, clutching his chest. Stop it, it's only Lillian. "Lillian?" he answered himself. Yes Lillian, she is a friend, don't you remember?. "Lillian..Lillian..Lillian..who?"
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