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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 5:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 11:25 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:02 am
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The girl approached the bank cautiously, glancing around at the surroundings from under her gold mask. In front of the large, luxurious bank was an even larger and more splendid beach, with palm trees dotted around and several beach-goers going about their business: swimming and surfing, soaking up rays; there was even one girl making flower leis. If her business had been less pressing, she might have joined the girl. How long had it been since she'd touched flowers, had actually taken even a minute to just enjoy herself...
Which great reluctance, she turned her mind back to the matter at hand. Getting into the bank would be easy enough, even in her outlandish attire. A festival with great floats and many decorations was going on somewhere, and she'd seen many people dressed even more extravagantly than she. That must be why they'd let her dress like this when they sent her. Her enchanted violin would take care of any people inside: they'd fall asleep almost before she began to play. But she still felt uneasy, even as she stepped inside and began to play.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 7:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:13 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:12 pm
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((Sorry Elcia, I don't mean to neglect your post. I just can't think of anything to go with your post))
Sitting in his apartment minding his own business, Roland had fallen asleep watching tv. Suddenly, he was awoken by the lack of sound. The earplugs that were part of the headset he always wore had auto-sealed as they automatically do when any loud sound is detected, such as a gunshot. No loud noises were present, he could tell that from the eyepiece hidden behind his glasses. The mic had already ran a diagnostic on the earplugs, and had determined that a dangerous frequency was the cause of the seal. He switched on the sound filter, which would protect him from the danger while allowing him to still hear properly. Such was the rewards for being a modern-day mercenary. Upon enabling the sound filter, he heard an odd tune drifting from a nearby bank. Seeing an opportunity for some work, he stood up and grabbed his gun.
Upon walking into the bank, he saw three people gathered near each other, seeming to be conversing. At least, he assumed they were people. One was enourmous, and seemed to be standing still. Another seemed to be either wearing a mech suit, or was purely robotic. The third appeared to be a female, and was strangely garbed. Keeping his eyes on the one who looked like he could cause the most trouble, the big one, he started to walk towards the group.
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