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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 24, 2006 14:40:28 GMT -5
Where the team can just... hang out! Play foosball, go crazy with basketball, watch movies, study, etc. (This is a thread to meet other PCs, get their background, ask NPCs questions and discover about them...)
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Post by songstress on May 26, 2006 12:26:30 GMT -5
OOG: well since noone has set the stage or time or whatever ill just go off of assumption that im not doing anything to dastardly....
walking down the hall carrying two cups of ramen in her hands she will walk up to ash's door and knock on it while thinking I hope he wont just tell me that hes busy again I havent seen him eating latly so I hope he eats with me.... I probably shouldve brought something aside from ramen for him.
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Post by GM on May 26, 2006 12:36:12 GMT -5
Ash hearing the knock on his door will slide off of his bed set down his book on the table which is already covered in books along with his floor which too is covered in books he will then cross the floor and answer his door slowly looking to see who it is once he notices hinata, he will say to think to himself eh what is she doing here but he will say to her "fine excuse the mess I havent cleaned since I moved in".
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 26, 2006 12:38:06 GMT -5
As Hinata walks down the hallway, she sees... a concession stand? In the middle of Crashing Heavens complex? Wearing a white pinstripe suit with his hair in six spikes arranged radially around his head is a Sicilian man, who Hinata recognizes from reputation is the clone of C. Bombardi, Bombardi II. The stand has popcorn, candy, and a crepe stand. Bombardi sings, "It is a BEAUUUUUTIFFFULLL DAY... TO PUT... SOME PEP... IN YOUR STEP... WITH A CREPE!"
Meanwhile, the team's resident Titan, Helvena, walks down the hallway with a simply massive batch of laundry. He surreptitiously attempts to avoid people and appears quite happy... until he passes by Ash's room and sees Hinata. He seems quiet for a few moments, then says, "Um... ha-hem... You know Kumo would kill you if he saw your room like this."
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Post by GM on May 26, 2006 12:47:07 GMT -5
"kill me all he wants These are my books and my room". He will then let hinata in and shut the door.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 26, 2006 12:50:38 GMT -5
Helvena lets out a sigh of relief and walks down the hallway away from them. Whatever he was hiding in those sheets is now safe from prying eyes... except Bombardi's, who yells at him, the last sound that Ash hears before the hermetically sealed door is shut.
OOG: I should mention that, while Hinata is undoubtedly a connoisseur of ramen owing to her father's predilections, the two are aware that there is a CH cafeteria as well as room service from the group's chefs and trained cooking robots.
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Post by songstress on May 26, 2006 12:51:43 GMT -5
blushing slightly hinata will say "oh well Ill help you clean ashley then you wont have to die okay?" hinata will then turn from the closed door go sit down on ashley's bed and hand him a cup of ramen when he gets there while saying "I brought you some dinner ashley".
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Post by GM on May 26, 2006 13:09:13 GMT -5
"oh dont bother its easier to find everything this way and I dont have enough room for all of the books and I dont want it extended in fact I didnt want anyone to see the room these books are mine to read and only mine I do not want the rest of them looking at them for if they did it..... well lets just say it wouldnt be good in fact you must promise me not to tell them about these books any of them okay?" he takes the cup of ramen and starts to eat it slowly.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 26, 2006 13:12:42 GMT -5
OOG: Each person's room is an altering dimensional space. If Ash wanted to, he could have the Library of Congress set to go... though he may not know this fact.
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Post by songstress on Jun 6, 2006 12:06:41 GMT -5
"oh okay ashley I wont tell anybody" hinata will reply slowly like ashley finishing her food slowly looking at him pondering his question I wonder what kinds of books he would hide from everybody.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Oct 25, 2006 18:58:53 GMT -5
ahh getting away with murder gives me such inspiration....hack walks down the corridor with a bass gituar, he is heading towards what is essentailly the living room of this place, Taklinn is already there behind a massive set of drums, Anduris has the Mic aseir walks in through the door with an acoustic gituar, which is covered in ignan runes to match those tattooed over his torso
who cares to guess eh
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Oct 27, 2006 1:13:36 GMT -5
Sarashito comes into the common living area and says, "Oooooh, can I do bass and vocals?! I can get some other people in on it too!"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Oct 27, 2006 17:53:29 GMT -5
"sure go ahead, I'm taking lead bass"H "hah all the vocal responcibility isn't on me"A
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Oct 30, 2006 18:09:23 GMT -5
Quion walks in immediately thereafter. He takes out a strange instrument, a guitar that has 729 infinitesimal strings that seem to be able to be played by either keys or with the hands, something like a keytar. "So, what we gonna play?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Oct 30, 2006 20:22:58 GMT -5
"well lets start with papa roach getting away with murder"H "umm seeing as your the only bass aside from taklinn, you probably should sing this one vincent"A hack takes a deep breath "alright"H his voice isn't that bad he just dosen't think he can sing, which is a lie
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Oct 31, 2006 18:38:40 GMT -5
Quion laughs. "Who says I wasn't a bass? But you go, I tend not to sing angstfestery."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Nov 8, 2006 21:06:46 GMT -5
"where as getting away with murder is one of my theme songs, try to guess the other"H they start up rocking out hardcore,, when that song is done, hack lets sarashito start singing, the sound of her brother's singing has brought a rather reclusive female out of hiding
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 16, 2007 16:18:02 GMT -5
Sarashito sings a pretty standard J-Pop ballad, about a kind man who whisks "her" (presumably actually her) away from Hell.
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Post by sithofmacabre on Jan 22, 2007 23:48:30 GMT -5
Zenexoria suppresses her hearing with a slight wince from the noise, whispering her own tune (sounding much like some sort of sacred Latin chant) to herself as she passes, heading to her own room for sanctuary and raw meat.
Xexilia watches the band group play for a moment before laughing a little, cheering for Sarashito before continuing on past Mace and Jerry's rooms (pausing in confusion at the glance of Jerry) to simply wander around in the hallways.
Staccato, however, has been struggling to find ways to muffle the obnoxious sounds. So far, she's been successful in discovering earplugs and muffs to put on, wrapping also a scarf, as well as a soft, 100% polyester sweater she found on the floor, around her head. Despite the fact that she looked ridiculous, she was content enough to barely hear (but still feel) the music being played.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Jan 23, 2007 22:33:49 GMT -5
Mace, quarantined to his rather...bloody, room, calls in for some beef ramen and beef sushi rolls, with loads of wasabi, soy sauce, and hot mustard and various other dipping sauces.
In the mean time, he's cussing his heart out at random floating spheres of light hovering around his head. Being shirtless, he's quite muscular but very slim as well. His white-blonde hair is tied into a ponytail, which is soaked in sweat from him doing countless crounches. Everytime he finishes one, he cusses in Latin at the balls of light. His cussing echoes out into the hallway, sure to attract some attention.
In her own room, Laura is preparing a special surprise for Hel...maybe it has something to do with the silk sheets, multi-colored, tailored-pheromone candles, and the boxes from Victoria Secret that have been coming in lately.... (I'm not going into details as to this area, I just felt like being weird and making this noticed.)
Brent seems to recolor his symbols back to their generic blue-white color, peeling them off the common's floor that they camouflauged themselves into. The mass of symbols float up into the air to watch the band play.
Jerry sits contently in his room, meditating. His door is open due to the fact that he doesn't like being in closed in spaces. He ordered a six-pack of sushi dragon rolls for lunch, before entering his meditative state. Being across the hall from Mace, if Mace opened up the door, he'd find Jerry nude, sitting on a little island of grass with one cherry blossom tree in the center, a wooden bridge leading to the tree from the door, and nothing but a massive lake surrounding the island. Mist constantly seems to be floating up from the lake, with an artificial sun overhead lighting up the entire area through the mist.
Hovering over his head is a very ornate zanpokuto, with the blade glowing with deep blue ki energy. He seems to be first humming, then breaking off into whistling, then into mantra chants. Anyone of decent mystical ability should be able to tell that he's calling for something, though rather inspecifically. He could be calling for signs of djinn in the spirit realm, roaming hollows, ancient spirits, or even simply talking to his biological parents. If a hollow answers his call, that's why his zanpokuto is at hand, charged for a decisive strike against the creature.
Mmm, sushi, he thinks quietly to himself, smiling even through his trance.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jan 24, 2007 17:11:19 GMT -5
Sarashito sings a pretty standard J-Pop ballad, about a kind man who whisks "her" (presumably actually her) away from Hell. i could say who i think that man is but i'm not going to, "okay now who wants a turn" says taklinn, "i doubt any of you like tribal music so i'm screwed there, except maybe Anduris" "is that what you imbesiles call music"DI "yes as a matter of fact it is you wanna make something of it shorty"T (by the way dark inferno walked in) "..."DI "that's what i thought"T "acctualy i was thinking of how best to sacrifice your grey a-"DI "boys!"V "hey wait where'd you come from"H "your mother"V ".....i'll get you for that one"H "well all this sibling rivalry is intresting but i'm gonna go raid the fridge"T acctually taklinn is going to plan a massively over-complicated raid on the fridge, keryis will be the defending army yeah the whole band thing collapsed andten or fifteen minutes later everyone witnesses something extremely bizzarre, after a while of vincent and victoria bickering, tackling each other the team witnessess something truly horrifying, hack is laughing *gasp* as he chases his sister down the hallway, and it's not his usual maniacl laugh when he's slaughtering people, it's a completely normal laugh
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Post by sithofmacabre on Jan 26, 2007 0:29:31 GMT -5
Staccato watches in curiosity, cautiously taking off her covers to hear Hack laughing, rather confused by the surprise of others.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Feb 19, 2007 21:09:52 GMT -5
Brent looks over at Xexilia before she goes into the halls and follows after her, reconstructing himself, changing colors, and solidifying his essence into a human form. Short, about five-three, Brent looks like the traditional nerd who gets picked on at school. His hair is short cut and brown, along with small ears. He wears his usual striped button up, neck-tie, and slacks. His loafers are polished, along with his perfectly clear, thick-lensed glasses.
"Hello Xexilia. You seem bored. Mind if I walk with you?" ------
Mace looks at the orbs of light overhead, finally finished working his body into a sculpted masterpiece, but without the idea of functionality in mind. Snapping his fingers, he flicks the orbs of light away and wonders if he should start working on the holographic training manuals for his apprentices, or even start looking up information for the autonomous fleet venture he planned to send his team on. Maybe Laura could could some remote puppets to work on the ships once they finished aquiring them, using the puppets as mechanics and such... He sighs and decides to start on the manuals.
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Post by sithofmacabre on Feb 19, 2007 21:17:24 GMT -5
"Eh? If you'd like to, sure." Xexilia turned her head towards Brent with a welcoming smile, pulling off and holding her EVA helmet under one arm. "You bored too?"
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Post by Mace Parshath on Feb 19, 2007 21:22:20 GMT -5
"Very. I don't take much enjoyment in sudden get togethers, so, yeah. Mind if I ask, what's the suit and helmet for? I heard you worked for NERV at one time, but that's about as far as my knowledge goes about you." He smiles delightfully, if nerdily. His attention seems to have this knack for devoting itself to just one thing.
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Post by sithofmacabre on Feb 19, 2007 21:29:51 GMT -5
"I volunteered for an experiment to bind human DNA with that of an Angel or EVA. I'm sort of a miniature EVA, I guess, that's what these are for." She lifts her helmet a bit. "Though there was sort of an accident with this head gear."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Feb 19, 2007 21:35:53 GMT -5
"What accident? Mind if I check it out?" He holds his arms out, apparently someone with knowledge on technology and an interest in the technology she's sporting.
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Post by sithofmacabre on Feb 19, 2007 21:47:15 GMT -5
"Since there's more Angel DNA in the helmet than anything else, it pretty much attacked me when they were fitting it on." The helmet resembles the head of EVA-01, the one Shinji piloted, only the helmet was black and red, the eyes silver. "It attached itself to my skin, so they had to remove it surgically, and it ended up taking out my eyes too." She gestures to the stitches running down her face, her eyes also sewn closed. "Although I have prosthetic eyes to see a little bit now."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Feb 19, 2007 23:43:16 GMT -5
"Ah, can't help with that then." He doesn't seem deterred by that and looks at it, checking niches in the helmet and inspecting it thoroughly. He even lets his form disfigure itself a bit, his hand becoming a glowing mass of light and computer symbols, which he plunges into the helmet. As he does so, numbers and symbols of various kinds run past his eyes, apparently analyzing the technology. Being a computational entity, his ability to see into its past seems to make his face go slack, blank. He even blinks a few times.
"Wow," he says, pulling his hand out and turning it back into the human illusion he wears. "Quite the history. Lot of pain. Though you seem to be fine being alone when you move around. Why did you volunteer in the first place?"
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Post by sithofmacabre on Feb 20, 2007 1:21:11 GMT -5
"It seemed right for me to volunteer. I don't really know why I did." Xexilia grins a little, taking her helmet back. "NERV constantly tried to reconcile after the accident, I was hospitalized, given therapy, and quarantined for three months or so from my trauma, so they were doing everything to get me back to normal to finish it. And they did. And I'm alright, minus having my own sight. It's sacrifice though." She stares at the face of her helmet a moment before glancing at Brent. "You got that from touching it?"
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