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Without a Trace (A DMDTS Sequel)

Started by THEBIRD, January 17, 2009, 11:00:20 AM

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Anarchy_Jas

((Funny how the Venice Sim ate Solon's food too. xD))

Jas hears a crash not too long after she sees Solon run down the hill. "Go figure..." A few minutes later, she comes across the broken in door. Jas steps over it, letting herself in. "It only takes one Solon to make the world tumble over..."
"I know they hope I fall, but tell 'em winning is my muthaeffin protocol."

jnfs2014

"I'd say so," Jason replied, still laughing. He looked at Jas. "And you are?"

THEBIRD

Solon has an icepack on his head, and a tissue over his bleeding nose. "It's a special talent that only a few possess. Just be glad I use it on myself instead of taking it out on others," Solon said, wiping the rest of the blood away and throwing away the tissue. "You should be thanking me, or maybe bowing down to me, instead of laughing at this feature you accept as 'clumsiness'."

jnfs2014

((I feel like MXero. )).             "Do....all of you know each other?"

Anarchy_Jas

"Or maybe I could do this," Jas starts poking at Solon's forehead. "I wonder how long it would take you to fall over. It shouldn't take too long if I keep doing this, given how off your center of gravity is." She looks at the person who just ask a question. "We know each other. Maybe a little bit too well, but we still know each other"
"I know they hope I fall, but tell 'em winning is my muthaeffin protocol."

jnfs2014

"H-" Jason started, but stopped. He figured he shouldn't get into their matters.

Max Headroom

"Didn't you say someone about an adventure earlier?" Mira asked.
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Light

Harver chuckled at the now slightly bleeding Solon, and Jas's making fun of him. Just like old times... makes me feel older.
Holy crap all my sigs were always poop. Best leave this space alone.

jnfs2014

"More?" Jason thought, half out loud. "I really think we better rent an additional place to stay."

THEBIRD

"I've got," Solon started, swatting at Jas's hand, "that all figured out..." He ducked from Jas's pokes, and added, "I may or may not have other places of interest to use." He sat back down on the couch and looked around. "Well, you guys are all here. It must be destiny that you guys all showed up just in time! I've been searching for people who aren't from this continent to talk to." Solon took a moment to relax before talking again, this time his answer directed at Mira. "Yes, I was talking about something of the likes... If you guys are really up for the challenge, I could use the assistance. I'm going to tell you everything, and if you are in, then stay, if you don't think you can handle it, the door is that way," Solon said, pointing at the cracked door.

Anarchy_Jas

"Solon," Jas flicks the said blond's nose before going to sit down so she can listen. "I don't see any door there. There's nothin' but a mess. I'm ready to listen when you're ready to speak."
"I know they hope I fall, but tell 'em winning is my muthaeffin protocol."

Max Headroom

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jnfs2014


Light

"Another adventure seems in order," Harver said, smiling. "Count me in."
Holy crap all my sigs were always poop. Best leave this space alone.

THEBIRD

Solon grinned and nodded. "Well, first of all, the reason I left three years ago... was because of this note." Solon took a small, crumbled up piece of paper out of his pocket. It read: How can you kill what is already dead? He showed it to all of them before continuing. "I got this 3 weeks after we defeated the Dead Men. And it didn't stop there. I got clues and hints, all leading me here, to Segasan. I figured that this is where the person who has been sending me letters is from, and must also be where the Dead Men are hiding!

"We thought we had destroyed them all that day, but we had only gotten rid of team in Slander. I think there are more out there, hiding, getting stronger. And... I think they may want revenge," Solon concluded. He had so much to tell, but in so little time. He wondered how much to share right off the bat, and how much to save for a later date.