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Post by zoner on Jan 1, 2007 23:41:58 GMT -5
"Something's not quite right about the girl," Split joked in a whisper. "But who am I to comment? And where, exactly, are her parents?" He kicked the dirt boredly, "Not quite right."
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Post by BugHunter on Jan 2, 2007 3:22:38 GMT -5
Egakino rolled back into the square, "You guys are still here? Come on, on your bikes! Lets go! Lets go!" He says while jumping up and down on the giant ball.
He rolls onward and goes past Will even though he has no idea where Will kept his vehicle. Which doesn't really matter since Egakino will probably most likely stay on the ball.
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Post by zoner on Jan 2, 2007 4:07:31 GMT -5
"What's a bike?" Split asks Egakino as he rolled past. As the cage at his waist shut, his expression changed drastically. "Oh, right, have to go, gotta go." He held a book and muttered slowly, "Verrange depayse umoor- More than it appears." It grew two feet wide and seven long. Holding it behind him, the spellslinger moved quickly towards the direction of Will and Safra. After hurling it in front of him and jumping on it, he waved crazily and screamed, "Okay! Okay! This didn't work like I planned! Someone get me off of-" Avroz's words were cut short as he flipped off of the book, just barely grabbing it before it returned to it's original size. "I'll get the hang of it eventually." He sadly trudged to the two he pursued.
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Post by Fargo Squire on Jan 2, 2007 11:29:45 GMT -5
Gustav was already at the small inn near the edge of town, putting his clothes and a small dagger into his pack. Then he slung it over his shoulder, double checked to make sure he had everything, and ran out of the inn, tossing a coin to the lady at the counter.
He soon caught up with the group headed for the transport.
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Post by Cobra5 on Jan 4, 2007 15:46:46 GMT -5
After a short walk past the inn, the transport stood before them. It was brown, rusty, and looked very old. On the front door, a faded-out picture of a grain or some type of seed was barely visible. It had words on it everywhere- some with arrows, pointing toward small segments or showing warnings for thing that shouldn't be touched... but it was all in strange letters.
The vehicle itself was large and blocky, and stood on treads. There was a smaller area in the front, with two four wheels, which was where the driver would sit. It had two large doors in the back.
"There she is comrades..." he says. "Now I only hope it works. She is a... well, difficult to work with."
He climbs into the front, and the machine stutters to life. After pushing a button, the doors in the back open. "I will show you the inside, for anyone wishing a free ride..."
In the back, it was large, yet felt cramped. Machines of all types lay in every corner, some beyond recognition, most not even finished. Everything from toys to weapons lie broken or half complete on the floor. The largest machine of them all barely fit- it was strapped to the wall, a battle suit. He took particular pride when he introduced as his favorite child, the 'Zemya'. He also pointed to a corner around which yellow and black stripes sectioned off a pile of object. "The ones there are dangerous... those shouldn't be touched." Some were obvious- bombs and the like. Others seemed less threatening, like a glass jar that contained within it carefully positioned interlocking gears with no evident purpose, or empty unpainted tubes.
In addition to these things there were six bunks, stacked three high and consisting of little more then cots attached to the wall. The had barely enough room to fit a grown man. He said they would be open to whoever needs them, though he preferred to stay at the inns himself. Next to the cots was a ladder that led to a hatch in the ceiling. It led to the roof of the vehicle, which had room enough to stand or sit on, even while it was moving.
"And with that, comrades, we set off!" leaving the trailer, he makes his way for the cab. "Ride where you'd like, the trailer, the cab with me, or the roof. If you think yourself fast enough, then follow on foot!"
"-To the West!"
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Post by Jalathas on Jan 4, 2007 17:09:23 GMT -5
Safra stepped over to the bunks. "I'm feeling a bit sleepy from all this excitement. Wake me at your own peril..." She laid down and closed her eyes, seeming to fall asleep in moments.
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Post by BugHunter on Jan 4, 2007 18:33:04 GMT -5
After being up ahead of the group, Egakino started pacing back. He appeared out of a wooded area. "You know... Upon thinking more of the situation at hand, I come to the conclusion that I am extremely terrible at navigation. I can get lost very easily out in those cold dark woods... Ooooh, what is that interestingly large, metal oddment?" He hops off the ball and onto the top of Will's vehicle. He taps it with his foot. *clang* *clang* "Heyyy, pretty rickity. How much mileage you get out of this thing?"
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Post by zoner on Jan 4, 2007 18:39:23 GMT -5
"The roof?" Avroz said in alarmed tones, clutching his books in front of him in crossed arms. "How fast does this thing go again?" He stared at the sky beyond the machine, which loomed to an intimidating height. "Yen," He whined softly, a sound that always lay his nerves to ease, "I've been on a windy rooftop before. The roof will suit me fine, thanks. It will give the lot of you more room." He stepped forward briskly before he realised his confusion towards this machine. "Is there a ladder?" He called, adjusting his collar to ease his embarrassment over how foolish he may have appeared and to hide the fact that he was blushing. He was going to make these new friends, should he dare call them that, think less of him! A terrifying thought to someone who had been mostly alone for years.
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Post by daft alchemist on Jan 4, 2007 19:00:55 GMT -5
Nenet watched as the jester rolled towards the vehicle talking about his horrible navigational skills. It humored her for she knew full well that she would most likely be doing much of the navigating, even though she was not the driver.
She stood for a moment and stared at the rusted machine. She had never much liked machinery since she had spent most of her life living out in the wild with the sky as her roof and no walls in sight. She considered walking along next to it. She thought she might be able to keep up with it if it was slow enough. She could cross almost any terrain swiftly and without much difficulty. Then again, she also did not know how much noise the machine would make while moving, and if the driver could not hear her directions over the sound, they could possibly go off course and end up somewhere...unfriendly. Oh, but she hated machines so much though...
"I ride front," she said, specifically to the engineer. "I am guide. That is where I should be."
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Post by Cobra5 on Jan 4, 2007 20:04:27 GMT -5
"How much mileage? Hah, I wouldn't know comrade, my grandfather said he drove it around the world!"
To Netnet, "And to you, ride in the front, there's plenty of room. I do not where we're going- I guess, lead us to the closest town to the West."
Will puts the engine in gear, and the whole machine shutters for a moment. Two big puffs of smoke spout from the front of the machine. "Well, are we all ready to go? Let's get this show on the road!"
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Post by BugHunter on Jan 4, 2007 22:14:29 GMT -5
Egakino is cartwheeling on top of Kukuruznik, "Whoeeeee!! Look at me! I'm doing the 'giant metal oddment dance'!"
((you might want to tell him the name of this thing is unless you want him to continue calling it "giant metal oddment"))
*shaky voice* "r-r-r-r-r-r... Vibraty! Oh my, mustn't forget Ball" He turns back to the giant ball thats now on the ground behind Kukuruznik, "Come here!" With a puff of smoke, the ball reverts to the size of a marble and then floats back to the Jester's hand who catches it and puts it away.
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Post by zoner on Jan 4, 2007 22:47:45 GMT -5
"Whoa! Guys! Wait up!" He shouts, dashing to the Kukuruznik. The back of his robes fluttered behind him ominously, and the hellish buttons clinked as sand he kicked up flew against them. He took one solid leap, barely reaching a wall and, using the loose end of his belt for better grip, scuttled up the side like an insect to the roof. "Not-" He panted heavily as he tried to speak. "Not fu-unny." He sat with legs crossed and opened a tome, mouthing the words he saw to himself as the wind turned the pages rapidly.((Idunno if you actually started moving yet, so this fits whether you did or not.))
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Post by Fargo Squire on Jan 4, 2007 22:59:07 GMT -5
Gustav sat on one of the lower bunks, adjecent to Safra, and watched the others.
He was, for the moment, most interested in the red-cloaked man, Adam. He had demonstrated very unusual talents in the battle. Gustav was coming to the realisation that he would have a very enjoyable learning experience in this journey. And maybe vanquish a devil along the way.
"Your grandfather didn't happen to draw up a map when he traveled the whole world did he?" he asked the engineer - Will rather; he supposed he'd better start getting used to names.
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Post by Cobra5 on Jan 5, 2007 19:58:45 GMT -5
"Maps... oh, my..." He fumbled around a bit in the cab's compartments.
"Yes... but I think he left them mostly in his old laboratory... He is no longer among the living, unfortunately, but he was an adventurer like you've never met."
"Before I left home, I looked through everything he had there, or as much as I could. There was so much stuff... piles and piles, books, scrolls maps."
"I never really set a goal for myself when I left but... I think I'd like to do something like that one day..." At this point, he was mostly talking to himself.
((Yeah, I'd say we're moving by now))
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Post by Fargo Squire on Jan 6, 2007 19:22:35 GMT -5
"Any place on those maps where a devil might be? Someplace ominous in the west?"
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