Somebody wanna soap with moi?
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Thread Topic: Somebody wanna soap with moi?
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Ah, clever. I like the way your character thinks..)
Noah's traine gaze moved to the ticking device. He lifted a hand towards it before mentally slapping himself for being so gullible. The steel man had saved his life, but years of training had hardened Noah's resolve. He couldn't be so easy to trust... -
The officer raised an eyebrow. "Kid, is this some kinda joke?"
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"No Officer its not a joke"
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"Sorry, kid, but there's no proof. No evidence."
Gtg!) -
The figure had left, but not completely. He had left all kinds of fake evidence along, taking the dead bodies and purposely dumping them in a large near-by trash banister. He had also, for some reason, mopped the blood off, and replaced it with blood-identical red food coloring all over the floor. The figure had double-checked the area to be sure there was no proof of him ever appearing here, and on the first sweep he had found a small voice-recorder, and held it close to his ear, realizing it was on. He kept it with him, at-least until he could incinerate it. "I think I am of no need to be here any-more." as he left, headed for a familiar house.
(I'm coming for you, Bright!) -
I also gtg sorry!)
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(Bye! See ya some-time tommarrow.)
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The officer shook his head. "Sorry kid, but this isn't exactly a strong case. Call again if you have some proof." He walked back to his small cruiser and drove away.
Noah sat on the cot-like bed he had awoken in, still debating over whether or not he should touch the ticking technology. -
(Awesome! You're here. I'll be a minute, just woke up.)
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(Hmm... Not sure what to do, since my character is brand new and still very ambiguous. I'll wait until some-thing pops up.)
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Go ahead.
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Hmm... Better go rudely interrupt one of her threads.
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Sorry!! Waiting for Bright.)
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Oh, it ok. I wonder when she'll get on.
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I hope soon... )
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