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Post subject:  Posted: July 21st, 2007, 1:52 am |
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"Pardon?" Jadis said with a flicker of her eyelashes. "Other garments? No...." Confused at this strange question and certain lingo, she simply stated, "These are my royal garments. Why should I change them? They are designed and are to be worn by the Queen of Narnia, you fool!"
Her eyes flashed a deep blue and then soberly changed back to their baby blue icy color, "Now, won't you please show me your country, son of Adam?"
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Post subject: Posted: July 21st, 2007, 1:55 am |
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"Sure, why not?" Aiden didn't know what else to do. "You coming, Cuchullain?"
The man stood from the couch, picked up his spear, and strode to the door. "I suppose so."
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Post subject: Posted: July 21st, 2007, 2:23 am |
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Jack's face bent and he quickly protested to this. "If said car is nothin' more than a small rendition of a ship, then I am yer Cap'n, and I will sail it!"
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The man did not respond, and the Terminator and Mark drove through the night on the Harley. It was a strange sight indeed, two individuals on a bike. One a ten-year old kid, the other a half-man/half-machine cyborg from the post-Apocalyptic future.
Suddenly, the Terminator skidded the Motorcyle to a abrupt hault. He stopped the bike, and got off. His head twisted to the right sharply when in came in contact with a lost figure. The lost figure belonging to Jimmy.
The Terminator immediately started walking towards him drawing his .45 smoothly and preparing to fire.
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Post subject: Posted: July 21st, 2007, 2:27 am |
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"And he is a good ship driver," Adara poked at Danielle as she gave her a smirk of victory and ran off to the door of the garage, climbing up on a chair, grabbing the keys, and opening the door to yell back, "This way!" to Jack Sparrow.
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Post subject: Posted: July 22nd, 2007, 3:31 am |
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With a mischevious smirk, Jadis acknowledged Aiden with a nod of her head, but not before shooting an evil glance at Cuchullian. She already disliked the foul man....no reason in particular...it was just the cold spirit that laid within her soul.
Following Aiden outside, her posture grew tall and graceful.
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"What are you doing?" Mark asked simply, as the Terminator hopped off the motorcycle and paced toward an alleyway.
Allowing his eyes to focus in the dark lighting, he could see a figure coming towards them....hmmm...must be some homeless man.......wait.....Jimmy!
Seeing the gun emerge from the muscular arm of the Terminator, Mark paniced and jumped off the bike, "NO! Stop! Don't shoot! STOP! JIMMY GET DOWN!"
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Post subject: Posted: July 22nd, 2007, 3:37 am |
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(Mates, I'll post tomorrow. I have a headache. Apologies.)
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Post subject: Posted: July 22nd, 2007, 3:42 am |
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Post subject: Posted: July 24th, 2007, 2:39 am |
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Jack spun around to catch Adara dashing away into another distance. Quick on his feet like a sprinting lizard, Jack Sparrow now came up very close to her.
"All right, where do ye keep this cur. . .beg yer pardon, car." The Captain corrected himself with a loose smile.
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By a hairs breath, the bullet fired over Jimmy's head, and the boy went crashing down to the ground into a pile of garbage.
The 'Terminator' froze. His computer system jammed. A command was coming from the boy, but his programed software was not allowing it to filter.
Lost, and confused, the 'Terminator' aimed at its target once again.
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Post subject: Posted: July 24th, 2007, 2:45 am |
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"In here!" Adara squeeled from excitement as she opened the door to the garage. Jumping down, she lifted up the keys and looked over for the unlock button. "Ah ha!" she declared as she pressed the unlock button twice to unlock both the driver's door and the passenger's door. She ran towards it and instructed Jack to get into the driver's seat and soon ran around and scurried into the passenger seat herself.
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Post subject: Posted: July 24th, 2007, 2:45 am |
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Mark jumped and froze at the sound of the gunshot. His eyes watched as Jimmy's silouette fell to the ground in some trash. Feeling that his heart had stopped, Mark gasped heavily. "Jimmy..." Mark whispered to himself.
As the Terminator raised the gun again, Mark ran and grabbed his arm, "NO! Don't shoot him again! Stop it!" Widly, he pulled and tugged on the robotic arm, in order for it to pull away from it's target.
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Post subject: Posted: July 25th, 2007, 3:25 am |
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Jack's bad side of curiosity was starting to show and an mischievous smirk spread over his weathered, tanned face. "Is this the helm?" The Captain asked Adara and he pointed his finger to the steering wheel and lifted his nose up as he leaned forward and studied it.
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The 'Terminator' turned his neck sharply at Mark, and easly flung the kid off the arm. "I am a machine. My orders are to ensure the life of Mark Brigham and terminate the threats that will kill him thirteen years from now."
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Post subject: Posted: July 25th, 2007, 3:30 am |
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"What, huh?" Mark said to himself as he landed roughly on his bottom. No! This couldn't happen!
Standing back to his feet, he grabbed onto the muscular arm, along with the gun and pulled down with all his might, "NO! Don't do it! NO! I don't understand what you're doing! Stop!"
Twisting his head to Jimmy, as he hung all his weight onto the Terminator's arm, he shouted, "Run Jimmy! Get out of here!"
(Where is everyone else involved in this RP???)
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Post subject: Posted: July 25th, 2007, 3:31 am |
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(I am not entirely sure.. they are probably slowing down because of Emri, though. Although, we aren't covering great distances of time, so we should be fine.)
What was a helm again? Adara harshly thought to herself. After about five seconds, she gave up. Adara had known what it was before, but she seemed unable to recall it now with all of the excitement flowing through her veins.
"It is what you steer the car with," Adara explained, "So.. if a helm is what you steer with, then yes it is one."
Adara knodded her head in approval of her own explaination. Reaching down on the floor, she picked up the dropped set of keys. "And these are what start the car," Adara continued, holding the keys up in the air. Not totally fulfilled with her explanation, she used to her other hand to point while speaking, "You put one of them in here and turn it."
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Merry continued to sit on the ground and looked back in the direction he had just run from. "Maybe.." he suggested to Pippin, "we should continue to go before anything else bad comes along."
"Yeah," Pippin panted out in approval.
Getting up, Merry and Pippin slowly began to walk in the direction towards Adara's house.
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Post subject: Posted: July 25th, 2007, 8:57 am |
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Trystan followed Adara and Jack into the garrage, "Adara, I don't think that this is a very good idea. For starters, he could hit a house...or a tree...or a lamp post...or any number of other things."
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Dresden watched as the two hobbits started off in the direction that they came from. He turned to Louy, "Well, that is one problem sovled with absouletly no effort on our parts."
He got into his car and started the engine, "Mouse, move over so she can get in if she wants. Are you comming or not?"
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Post subject: Posted: July 25th, 2007, 10:36 am |
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Louy bit her lip, hesitant. But decided it was the best thing to do... she didn't want anything bad happening to the two boys.
She got in the car, next to the dog...
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Post subject: Posted: July 26th, 2007, 1:30 am |
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Even before the very breath of Adara had finished, the keys had already been snatched away by the nifty hands of the pirate.
Jamming it into the hole, Jack quickly twisted it, eyes lighting up looking like he was about to unlock a chest of golden treasures. But, to his suprise, instead of the shiney coins he was hoping for, he heard a loud grumble and growl come from the car.
"This thin' is bloody alive!" Jack blurted and reached for his pistol.
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"Why?" The Terminator's CPU questioned the child, for it didn't understand. The mission was to protect and to terminate. There was no other option. Mark Brigham himself progammed it to be this way.
The Terminator's blank face that bore a set of harsh sunglasses stared down to Mark.
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