Kinyama
Flatscan
awww ain't she sweet? she's sweet.....rite?
Posts: 134
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Post by Kinyama on May 22, 2004 8:49:22 GMT -5
*enters shop and talks to the cashier* Could I please have some batteries? *cashier: Sure, which sort?* Duracell AA 12 battery pack please *cashier: ok, that'll be $6 please* *hands the money to the cashier, takes the batteries, and leaves*
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Post by Brainfreeze/Ghoul on May 23, 2004 9:27:24 GMT -5
*brainfreeze enters the shop and slowly realises he has left his registration card at home. He decides that it won't matter. He picks up a limited edition silver ps2 and it is bundled with any 2 games from a selection, memory card and 2 controllers. He picks up timesplitters 2 and Fifa 2004. He pays for the ps2 and returns to browsing in the store*
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Whistler
N3bi3
"Ancient proverb! Mind your own beeswax!"
Posts: 59
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Post by Whistler on May 23, 2004 9:32:38 GMT -5
*whister is still wandering around not ready to return to the mansion yet, when he sees BrainFreeze in a nearby shop, deciding to introduce himself, he walks over* Hey Br....*whistler decides it would be better not to shout out his name, as it might make some humans notice them.* Hey, i'm whistler*
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Post by Brainfreeze/Ghoul on May 23, 2004 9:36:02 GMT -5
*brainfreeze looks around and sees whistler, the guy he took to the infirmary, he walks over.*hi. are you OK now?
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Whistler
N3bi3
"Ancient proverb! Mind your own beeswax!"
Posts: 59
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Post by Whistler on May 23, 2004 9:39:55 GMT -5
yeah, the doc gave me some pills i can take, and i'v got to go for check ups every now and then. What about you? how did you come off after the fight with shadow?
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Post by Brainfreeze/Ghoul on May 23, 2004 9:41:42 GMT -5
*brainfreeze looks pointedly at his broken arm*
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Whistler
N3bi3
"Ancient proverb! Mind your own beeswax!"
Posts: 59
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Post by Whistler on May 23, 2004 10:07:37 GMT -5
ah, right not good then....so, haven't seen you round lately, where you been?
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Post by Brainfreeze/Ghoul on May 23, 2004 12:46:32 GMT -5
*brainfreeze takes his items and leaves the mall and heads home*
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Whistler
N3bi3
"Ancient proverb! Mind your own beeswax!"
Posts: 59
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Post by Whistler on May 23, 2004 13:59:44 GMT -5
*Whistler waves to BrainFreeze. He decides to go back to the mansion*
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Golem
Flatscan
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Post by Golem on Jan 29, 2005 10:07:28 GMT -5
Mark looked around as he entered the shop. He had been wandering the streets and decided that he might as well wander in to the mall and see if he wanted to buy anything. His room was looking a little bare, with only the possessions he had brought from Boston to furnish it.
His total amount of money was nestled in the pocket of his jeans but, he noted dejectedly as he examined the prices, he was barely able to afford a pair of batteries, let alone any form of entertainment. He noticed a pair of headphones on a ledge which seemed to lead into the wall. Putting them on, he heard the beginning of a song. He was sure he had heard it before, probably on a radio in the mansion, and he quite liked it. Looking through a small window, he saw the CD the music was from. Linkin Park - Meteora.
Wandering nonchalantly over towards the CD racks, he looked about until he found that particular CD. Glancing up, he saw that there were two security cameras on the ceiling, turning slowly. He placed his body to block the view of one, and waited until the other turned away. Seemingly absorbed with another CD, he slipped Meteora into one of the inside pockets of his jacket. Putting down the other CD, he smiles at the cashier, who nods back at him. Wandering over towards the exit, he quickly picks up a portable CD player. Holding it away from his body, out of sight of the cashier, he walks quickly yet casually to the exit. As he steps through, an alarm goes off inside the shop.
"Shit," says Mark, as he sets off running, ignoring the shouts behind him. Stepping onto the escalator, he runs down, pushing people out of the way. When he reaches the ground floor, he sprints at top speed to the exit to the store. A security guard steps into his way to try and block him, but Mark doesnt even slow, punching the man in the gut and dropping him to the floor. Pushing through the door, Mark sprinted off twisting and turning through the streets of New York, not even noticing the Seeker Sentinel which scanned him as he left the mall.
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