Untitled role play/soap
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Thread Topic: Untitled role play/soap
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"You did it. Thank you.... sooo...so...." Conner fell to a thud. He awoke in a stuffy, dark room, with the man who had fixed his shoulder. The room was small. Conner banged on the wall. "Hey! HEY! What's the meaning of this?!"
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As Geo woke up, his head was thumping with pain, causing him to become very dizzy, feeling like he was upside down, and also he felt as if he were delusional, because he heard yelling but was too much in pain to look around for the source. "What the hell..." Geo muttered, "Where, is this...?
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Bump
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Sorry, but I can't continue this...go on without me if you can...
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Good bye my friend
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Sorry I did that, but I'm back and hopefully staying for good, so I can continue...idk about Savannah though...She might but honestly I have no idea...))
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Diane watched them wake up and laughed. "Your finally awake." she said holding one of her hand-made guns. "So, what do you know about Project FLIGHT." she said looking at both of them as she loaded the gun and sat it on a nearby table.
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"Well, I am the creator of it," Conner said. "Wait, how do you know what it is? And better yet, who are you? " Conner asked.
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Confused in his dizziness and headache, Geo tried just to move his head to look around. "Wha...What are you even...Talking about? I know. ..know nothing of this..." he said in a weak voice, hoping he'd had even been loud enough to proclaim his innocence for whatever they were accusing him of.
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(*sigh* I guess I'll join back in)
Amery thought to herself, a blank patch covered a part of her memory like a bandage over a wound. She strained to remember what happened, but nothing came back to her. All she knew is that she was trying to warn... and then... hmm, I don't.. I can't remember... there was a... and now.. she thought, about to throw something. She hated mental blocks, she hated not remembering-- not knowing.
She looked up to see if anything might have changed.
She then saw a familiar figure stir in the dull darkness of the room.... Conner! she thought, suddenly giddy now that she knew she wasn't alone. -
Diane looked at Conner and flashed a grin. "After all of these years and your father never said a word about me?" she said looking at him with a fake hurt expression. "I was here to bring, all of us together. The ones that are the base of Project FLIGHT." she said as she laughed at Geo.
"Geo, Geo, Geo." she said walking around. "Always trying to talk yourself out of things. You know why your here, don't act like you don't know." she said as she took a vial or liquid out of her pocket. The liquid was a light green and seemed to have a glow about it, but she put it back in her pocket, as her walkie-talkie went off.
"Winter Sword, are they there?" a voice asked harshly. "They are here, just not so quite reassured yet, sir." she said as she glanced around the room, this time her expression was faulty, with fear. -
"My dad doesn't know about Project FLIGHT. and, apparently, neither do you. Project FLIGHT was mean't for man to expand technologically in flight, which was passed down to me from my brother," Conner said.
"Who's on the other line?" Conner questioned, pointing at her ear. -
Diane went rigged as Conner asked the question. "Why do you want to know?" she snapped back, trying to regain her position as the dominant one for now. "Winter Sword, take them to the weapons room. I will meet you there." the voice said over the walkie-talkie. She sighed and looked at them. "Follow me.' her harsh words echoed across the room as she walked out into a long hallway.
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Conner grabbed his wings, aka Project FLIGHT, and followed the girl into the weapon's room. He was amazed by all the things there. "Holy s---! are these electromagnetic blades? The ones that can be like, thrown, and come back by magnetism?" Conner asked, picking up a blade.
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