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Post by Жenophilius on Jan 24, 2011 15:33:23 GMT -5
Just as Leslie was about to experience the greatest dream of her life, the sound of the ball playing music woke her up. Grumbling somewhat, the Body Builder stretched her arms out and yawned before standing up and looking at the black ball.
"Oh, it looks like it's writing something!" She peered down closer, looking at the jumbled up computer speak. "Your lives are now ended, what you do with your new ones is up to me."
Leslie scratched her head slightly as she tried to understand what the situation had become. Suddenly an idea popped into her head. She looked around her sheepishly, making sure no one was watching, and then sat down in front of the black ball. "Open Sesame!" She shouted.
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Jan 26, 2011 22:40:12 GMT -5
[navy]"Oh god, i am dead...."[/navy] Rick muttered. He felt his mask around and was ready to unclasp the back and then take it off but then something piqued his interest. His heart was still beating fast, and there was "Fuck you" playing a few seconds ago, with other people. No way he could be dead, cuz if this was the afterlife, he should have totally second thought that whole vigilante thing in the first place.
But how was he shot and transported here? But to his horror, he saw the message the ball displayed in green graphics. He smiled and shook at the same time.
As a hero, he needed to lead by example. IF the room was in commotion and there was no one who would listen, he would probably just have to make due with the things he was given. Strutting up to the ball and pass the girl who was whispering something like open sesame, Rick got a gloved hand a rapped on the ball's dome several time, with distinct taps.
His hand crept up to one of his metal poles, and began to snap it into another with his hand behind his back. If he had to acheive crowd control, he would. But could he handle all those people...probably not.
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Post by Dane on Jan 28, 2011 20:40:14 GMT -5
"Oh, it looks like it's writing something!" Leslie exclaimed, waking up from her nap. "Your lives are now ended, what you do with your new ones is up to me." she read. She now sat down in front of the ball and yelled, "Open Sesame!" hoping that nobody would notice. The ball, however, did not respond. "Oh god, they are trying to turn us into a circus act. The Dead and the Singing Ball.." Gemini chuckled uneasily at his joke. Gemini began looking around, thinking that someone must be controlling what was happening to the ball. Nobody seemed to be acting out of the ordinary, though, so he leaned against one of the doors, waiting for something else to happen. "Okay, seriously, what the fuck?" Amy asked, looking around after reading the text. "Is this a game show or something?" "We don't know." Morgan said. "We all came here, same as you." "But I just died!" she retorted. "Yeah. All of us did." Flynn told her. "I think." he added. "What?! You.. died like this?!" Kieran asked Rick, trying to hold back laughter. He figured he must be severely fucked up mentally to dress like a superhero. Finally, Keiran holds his hand out towards Rick. "Anyhow, what's your name, kid?" he asked. "Oh god, I am dead..." Rick muttered to himself, seemingly ignoring Keiran. He was about to take his mask off, but then noticed the text on the ball. He approached it, ignoring Leslie's shout, and rapped on the ball with his knuckles, hoping, as a self-styled 'hero', to lead by example. Rick immediately assembled his weapon, a pole made from three smaller parts, ready to take on everyone in the room if he had to. "What the fuck...?" Lara murmured to herself as she watched Rick. "The hell are you? A fuckin' superhero or something?" "I think he's probably fucked in the head." Morgan remarked with a chuckle. "What-" he began, but stopped when he noticed the text on the ball fading, only to be replaced by more text. Y0U W!LL G0 K!LL TH!5 GUY PL3ASE
M0THMAN AL!3N
CHARACT3R!STIC5: FLY, FA5T L!K3S: FLY!NG QU0T3: "..." "...the fuck...?" Morgan finished. "Mothman alien? The hell is that?" "What, we gotta fight it?" Flynn asked, staring at the ball. "Seriously, what the fuck is happening here?" Amy asked, tugging at Morgan's sleeve. KA-CHKK! The ball shot open at the sides and back, revealing alien-looking weapons and metal cases in the back. Morgan lifted one of the small guns out, feeling the cool metal or whatever it was made out of. "Guns?" he asked himself. Flynn picked up the top case in the rack. The name on it read, "MZ MUSCL3S". He walked over to Leslie. "Uh...I think this is for you, lady." he said, holding the case out towards her.
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Jan 28, 2011 21:33:54 GMT -5
Rick instantly fell back over as the picture appeared and the ball snapped open. Raising the metal pole, he snapped himself back up in one motion before noticing the weaponry.
He positioned himself by the rack to the left, and slowly maneuvered himself around the row of sleek rifles and handgun like items. He collapsed his pole and snapped it back to his utility belt before looking at the weapons. He took out a gun with prongs on it and felt the balanced weight in it and began to twirl it in his hand as he saw from the corner of his eye...
...a MAN in fetal position with a life support mask. Rick shivered in his tights as he stumbled to the row of cases. He looked at the one that said "@ss K!CK3D". At the moment, no one there seemed the slightest bit heroic there besides him, and took the case, and stumbled out of the cluttered area.
He snapped open the case and it revealed to him a suit that looked like latex, with plugs, and skin tight. He wasn't homo, but it looked nice and he liked it. Well, a lot more than his shitty getup. With the sudden urge to change into it, he went to the room had a door by the hallway.
And then he tried to leave, but his hand passed through the doornobb. RIck kept cool somewhat, i mean, no way this happened every day...right?
So he tried the room nearby,, directly across from the ball. which he found to be a another room of some sorts. He quickly stripped in the privacy of the room and tried it over his undies, which didn't work. Muttering curses under his breath, he went full nude and had his suit on with a series of snaps and clicks together. And boy, did it feel FINE. Also in the case was an odd pda, with a wrist band, that he decided to attach.
He changed quickly and did not realize it until he turned around and saw two odd ass motorcycles, and to the side, sword hilts. Rick took one and attached it to his suit as well.
He reattached his mask and holstered the 3-pronged gun to his holster, while reattaching his utility belt. He stuffed his costume into the case and carried it out. He arrived back to the main room like a new man/hero/dude.
Come to think of it, why did no one ask of his get up, he didn't know.
Rick: Suit, Controller, G-Sword, Y-Gun, Utility Belt
EDIT: The swords aren't in a case, they're in one of the rooms. Also, there is no kitchen in the area.
(I read OOC and fixed accordingly, thanks!
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Post by Gemini on Jan 29, 2011 2:04:06 GMT -5
Gemini watched the ball pop open and his mood shifted almost instantly. He went from the carefree guy that was playing around and laughing at his own bad jokes, to someone who was completely prepared mentally for anything that might happen next... Well, almost anything. Gemini jumped back and looked away a bit as he watched the man strip and put on the suit. He went up to the ball and grabbed out a case labeled "G3M!NI". Gemini didn't question it. It seemed like he was the only soldier he could think of, even if he never really got much field work.
Gemini went to check if there was a changing room behind the only other door that hasn't been tried in the hallway. He smiled when he felt his hand touch the cold metal. Actually, he was a bit to relieved that he didn't even tell everyone else the handle was touchable. He tried giving it a turn and it opened as if there was never anything holding it. Gemini walked into the room and saw a lot of things he couldn't quite figure out what were. He put on his suit and took the little controller looking thing that seemed to go on his wrist, grabbed a sword, the only thing in that room he could carry, and headed out into the room, looking at the guy who just stripped buck naked in front of a bunch of women.
"If this stuff is booby trapped... I think I am screwed over 10 fold."
"Man, you got no shame or something? Didn't really try for the other door, did you." Gemini was holding back a laugh, but he figured if this ball was right, then he should probably grab a weapon from the ball itself. Of course, being a guy he reached for the biggest gun and took it. Remembering back to basic training, he realized he better grab a side arm and put the small pistol in his side pocket, which fit nice. He stepped to the side of the room, making sure anyone who wanted into the other room to change could get in. He didn't want to watch another guy get buck naked. Or worse, the large muscle chick.
Gemini: Suit, X-Gun (holstered), X-Rifle (in left hand), X-Sword(in right hand), Controller
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Post by Tame on Jan 29, 2011 8:38:54 GMT -5
Eddie read the new text. 'Killing aliens? Really?'
Suddenly the sides of the ball shot open, making him jump. Regaining his composure, Eddie joined in examining the guns that lined the racks, picking up one of the smaller, round guns and turning it over in his hands. Then he jumped again as he noticed what was inside the ball.
'Jesus, there's a man!' he cried, weirded out by the bald, naked man sitting inside. He was hooked up to some breathing equipment-type thing. Was this guy in charge here?
Not wanting to prod a guy on life support, Eddie tried to ignore the guys' prescence. He put the gun in his pocket and looked at the rack at the back. It had silver metallic cases in it. As two or three people took ones they guessed were for them, Eddie began to look for his own. "3DD!E", one read. 'That's me,' he said aloud and slid it out.
Now sitting at the back of the room, he opened the case and examined its contents. It was some weird black suit, complete with shoes and some weird gizmo.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw the idiot in the costume changing right in front of them, butt naked. Seeing that wasn't helping the situation. Another man who had gone into the room at the back emerged, complete with costume. Eddie wondered what to do. Following the example of these potential freaks might not be smart but on the other hand... If this was all real, and they'd been given equipment, then surely the equipment was there to be used? Also doing the same as the others made him feel safer about his decision.
He closed the case, stood up, and picked out another gun from the rack - one of the rifles. There were thirteen people in the room and twelve rifles - if they had a suit each then maybe they were meant to have a rifle each too. His gear in hand, Eddie walked to the back room and closed the door behind him. Inside he found two large vehicles, like two great wheels. Cool as they were, he ignored them for now.
After finding that even pants wouldn't fit inside the skin tight outfit, he got completely naked before sliding the suit on and clicking the nodes together. Then he slid the wristband he found on the gizmo onto his left hand, and finally slid the smaller gun into the side holster. He stuffed his clothes and the contents of his pockets into the case and shut it, deciding to leave it in this room out of the reach of others, so he stored in the far corner and threw his coat over it to hide it a little.
Picking up the rifle, Eddie now felt a little more prepared. He felt somewhat self-conscious dressed as he was, but also somehow empowered. Stepping back into the room he addressed anyone who'll listen. 'Check out what's in here, there's these weird bike things!'
Eddie: Suit, X-gun (right holster), X-rilfe (right hand), controller
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Post by Жenophilius on Jan 29, 2011 12:47:39 GMT -5
Leslie was a bit disappointed when the ball didn't do anything when she said the ultra magic words. Perhaps if she said them a little louder. But before the large muscular woman could even utter a word, Rick the self styled Superhero rapped his knuckles upon the hard surface.
"I think I'll leave him alone." Leslie thought as she saw the man start to assemble a staff of some sorts. She didn't have to wait long however, as suddenly the black ball created more text, and a picture this time! From what Leslie could tell, the creature looked like a bird mixed with a man. "That creature looks like a bird mixed with a man." She said out loud.
No sooner had she said that, then the ball opened up and revealed a plethora of objects, all of them looking really high tech, and really expensive. "Oooooh." Leslie said out loud, looking on in amazement. She decided to sit still though, not wanting to take the chance that she might break something by accident.
Suddenly Flynn picked up a case, carrying it over and handing it out to Leslie. "Uh... I think this is for you lady."
Leslie gave a little squeak and accepted the case, looking over the writing on it. "Miss Muscles?" Well, yes that was obviously her. She was a Miss, and she had Muscles, putting two and two together wasn't that hard. Opening up the case, Leslie saw that inside was a suit made out of black material that felt odd to the touch, as well as a controller looking device. "Oooh, looks expensive." She muses out loud. Looking around, she noticed that everyone else seemed to be either putting the suits on, or grabbing a weapon. Leslie wasn't a violent person, and she didn't like guns much, but this suit looked like it was important. And besides, she didn't want to walk around in a bikini all the time.
Looking around, the large woman decided to go into the hallway and quickly change. The material, she noticed, seemed to fit her perfectly. After a few more moments the suit was on, and out of instinct Leslie flexed her muscles. "Wow." She noticed that there was still a Controller to be put on. Not wanting it to get stepped on and ruined, Leslie fixed the device onto her wrist and sighed contently.
Walking back into the room, Leslie stood still for a moment before coughing a bit loudly. "H-how do I look?"
Inventory: Suit, Controller
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Post by cairan on Jan 30, 2011 20:29:59 GMT -5
Seemingly completely ignored by the Superhero, Keiran ticks off. Aiming his words at the superhero again, Keiran says "Whoa, hey dude! You can't just-.. wha?" but before he can finish his sentence, the text on the ball catches his eye.
"Your lives are now ended, what you do with your new ones is up to me."
Literally seconds later a picture of some sort of animal.. or whatever it is, appears. It's not something Keiran's seen before, that's for sure. "An over sized humanoid insect, really?" Keiran says softly, as he again tries to contain his laugh. "Pffft."
Not taking the text seriously, Keiran almost bursts out in laughter, but then sees the ball 'pop open'.
KA-CHKK!
For a brief moment he remained in a state of awe, but he then quickly rushes towards the ball, inspecting the goodies that just appeared from inside of it. Feeling like there's no way he could've cheated death, he concludes he is dreaming.
An awesome dream about hi-tech laser gaming in the future! Yeah!
After looking around for a little while, having observed others leaving to change into some weird sort of suits. He saw the suits have buttons positioned on certain places. Those must be the targets the other team can hit, that would be the most logical anyway.
Looking at the cases with names on it, he takes the box which says "K3!RAN". That must be him, he figures, there's no way someone else with the same name could be in this room. "It knows my name? Not cool."
Grabbing his suitcase and two x-guns, he walks towards the room the muscular woman just appeared from. "You still look like you're made out of rock, fit as can be".. He comments, trying to mask his dislike for muscular women and make it sound like a compliment instead.
He then disappears into the room with the weird equipment.. some sort of round bike things and Katana's catch his eye immediately after entering. "These things dont belong in a lasergame.." so he decided to leave them as they were.
A short while later he emerged back into the room, wearing the suit and carrying a single x-gun in both hands. The controller, he put in his pocket, as he doesn't know where it should be placed. The suit is underneath his clothes, ofcourse, he hasn't seen any rules telling him what's wrong and what's right.. so... why not.
Upon re-entering the room with the black ball again, he positions himself next to the muscular woman. "So,.. whats your name? And.. do you think this is just a game show?"
Keiran: Suit, 2 X-Guns, Controller, Baggy hoodie, Baggie Pants, iPod (without headset).
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Feb 2, 2011 0:35:37 GMT -5
Rick was getting a feeling of uneasyness in his gut. Guns, swords, off suits, something was seriously wrong here, and apparently no one was smart enough to realize it. You arn't given mock up weaponry for the fun of it, and skin tight clothing that perfectly fits you is something that doesn't usually come from a man in a frickin ball.
Crossing his arms in the back of the room, Rick continued to scan the area if something came up.
Rick: Suit, Controller, G-Sword (holster), Y-Gun (holster), Utility Belt w/ weapons (will be elaborated more on later)
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Post by Belexar on Feb 3, 2011 1:42:43 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I took so long, my turn begins a bit before the ball opened. "Well, it was quite strange actually," Alan started, as he played the final notes of his song. "I was walking home from the place I play in, The Coffee Shop of Doom, a really nice spot,when all of the sudden, a car comes drifting my way and almost crushes me onto a wall! It missed by inches, but then it exploded right on my face." As he explained how he died, his fingers started picking the notes of another song, CuraciĆ³n, now completely relieved from the tension that burdened them earlier. Considering he had died just a few minutes ago, he was having a good time, playing his music in front of the eye candy that was Ellia. Then, his words stopped and his fingers fumbled when another music started playing, this time from inside the ball. The young man angered a bit when he found himself dragged away from the lucid dream he had submerged into, but decided that he should at least see what was going on. He read something about their lives ending on the surface of the ball. "So it's confirmed now," he muttered to no one in particular. "We really are dead." Then things got weirder, apparently they actually could get weirder than they were at the moment, when the sketchy picture of some sort of creepy monster with wings. The Mothman, as it was called according to the ball, was their target. They had to kill it or, Alan assumed, something bad would happen to them. Most likely that Mothman would kill them. Again. Then, the ball opened, revealing a whole bunch of guns and suitcases inside. As if a spell had broken, Alan suddenly realized that lots of new people had come into the room while he was distracted with the policewoman. Some guy with a wetsuit, a couple of really annoyed people, even a man in a superhero costume. This situation was going out of control. Someone had to step up, or else it will an descend ever deeper into chaos. Hesitating a couple of times, he left his guitar on the floor and gt up on his feet. Fumbling on the few first steps, he made his way to the center of the room and spoke up. "Hey! Guys!" Alan wasn't sure where was he finding the strength to do something like that, but he had to make this impulse of him worth the risk. "Eh... Well... First, I don't know about you, but I got a car exploded right in my face and I'm still here so let's not talk about impossibles now. Apparently, we all died and were brought here. I think this... Ball thing had something to do with it. So now, it tells us to go kill this mothman thing, right? and it gives us these... Are these guns?" Alan walked onto the sphere and grabbed one of the guns, one that had three black things around its barrel. There were other things in the ball too. For example, there were a bunch of PDAs and suitcases, some of which had already been taken. Alan grabbed one of them and saw the words "Rich Boy" written on them. Assuming it was his, he opened the suitcase to find a black suit, made of some strange material he'd never seen before. "So what are these, are these uniforms or something like that?" Alan then noticed how the bodybuilder girl had already put on her suit, and was now asking how she looked. She did looked really good in the tight black fabric, that was clear. "Oh... Yeah, you look great! So now... I guess I should get changed. I'd do the same thing if I were you, people." Taking his suit and his gun, trying not to look like he was about to have another breakdown, he headed into a small room that was nearby and closed the door behind him. Equipment: Suit, Controller, Y-Gun
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Post by Tame on Feb 3, 2011 6:51:38 GMT -5
From his place by the door to the room with the cycles, Eddie watched the other occupants of the room. The muscled woman put on her suit, followed by some teenager, who emerged with his clothes on over his suit. Eddie briefly wondered whether to put his clothes on over the suit too, but he decided his belongings were probably as safe as they could be where they were.
He was surprised by the inactivity of many of the people in the room. Of the thirteen of them, about half of them hadn't made much effort to investigate the contents of the ball.
Then the guy with the guitar began to address them all. 'Hey! Guys!' Eh... Well... First, I don't know about you, but I got a car exploded right in my face and I'm still here so let's not talk about impossibles now. Apparently, we all died and were brought here. I think this... Ball thing had something to do with it. So now, it tells us to go kill this mothman thing, right? and it gives us these... Are these guns?'
'Bit slow on the up-take, this guy,' Eddie thought.
He guitar guy responded to the bodybuilder's question of wether she looked good or not having changed into her suit. 'Oh... Yeah, you look great! So now... I guess I should get changed. I'd do the same thing if I were you, people.'
Eddie frowned, taken aback at the idea that by suggesting they put on their suits, guitar guy was somehow taking the initiative - five people in the room were way ahead of him on that front. Still, if this guy wanted to play leader, that was fine by Eddie.
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Post by queenofblades on Feb 4, 2011 11:04:38 GMT -5
While Ellia middle of the room. "What the hell is that?" Before she could even get up a picture of what appeared to be a moth man appeared. Ellia got closer to get a good look at it. "Alien? Kill it? So aliens really do exist?" Just as she finished saying that question the black ball opened up and there were several suitcases and weird looking weapons. "OK seriously what the hell is going on here? These are weapons I've never seen before."
Ellia was in awe at the sight of the futuristic weapons. She grabbed one that looked like a gun but it had two triggers. "Two triggers? How does that work?" Ellia knew she could aim so she just pointed and the window and moved her hand up and down simulating the shot and recoil. After that she picked up a suitcase that had name on it. She opened it and saw that it was a suit. She didn't take the time to look at it because she excited to get new clothes. With the case in her right hand and the weird looking gun in the other she made her way to the hallway and saw an empty room. She changed quickly into the suit.
As she stepped out she noticed that the suit was skin tight. "Ah what the? Really? Is this a joke? Is the person behind all of this into S&M or bondage or something? Who willing wears something like this?" All she could do was sigh. She grabbed her gun and made her way back into the room where she was before and waited to see what would happen next.
Inventory: Suit, Y Gun, Standard police issued Barrett
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Post by Dane on Feb 4, 2011 13:37:25 GMT -5
"OK seriously what the hell is going on here? These are weapons I've never seen before." Ellia stated, looking at the weapons in the ball. "Two triggers? How does that work?" she asked, picking up a Y-Gun and simulating shooting and recoiling with it.
"Hey! Guys!" Alan finally spoke up, deciding the take a leadership role for...whatever all this was. "Eh... Well... First, I don't know about you, but I got a car exploded right in my face and I'm still here so let's not talk about impossibles now. Apparently, we all died and were brought here. I think this... Ball thing had something to do with it. So now, it tells us to go kill this Mothman thing, right? and it gives us these... Are these guns?" he asked, looking at the weapons in the ball. Alan grabbed a Y-Gun and opened his own case that read, "@lan". Inside, he saw the same black suit that was in everybody else's case. "So what are these, are these uniforms or something like that?" "Hell, you know as much as we do." Flynn stated. "Yeah, not so fucking much." Amy told him, still desperate for answers.
"That creature looks like a bird mixed with a man." Leslie exclaimed, looking at the picture. "Oooooh." she said softly, looking at all of the hi-tech weapons in the ball before Flynn offered her the suit case. "Miss Muscles?" she asked, taking the case from him. She opened it up, revealing a shiny black suit. It looked a bit like latex, but seemed a lot more durable. There was also a number of silver nodes attached to it with tiny blue screens on the inside. "Oooh, looks expensive." Leslie went into the hallway to change despite it being a straight shot so everyone could still see her if they cared to look. She flexed when she had the whole thing on. "Wow." She now attached the controller from the case to her wrist, figuring she might need it later. "H-how do I look?" she asked, walking back into the main room. Morgan and Flynn looked at each other. Morgan gave a thumbs-up. "Great?" he suggested. "Yeah. Awesome." Flynn confirmed. "Oh... Yeah, you look great! So now... I guess I should get changed. I'd do the same thing if I were you, people." Alan said.
Rick now went into the room and changed, holstering the Y-Gun and strapping on the controller as he exited.
Rick looked around the ball, studying it in its new opened form. He took his pole apart and re-attached it to his utility belt and began looking at the weapons. He picked up a Y-Gun and tried twirling it in his hand, however, the lack of a trigger-guard made it go clattering to the floor. As he bent to pick it up he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He realized that there was a hairless man inside the ball hooked up to some sort of life support system. He didn't seem to be conscious.
"Jesus, there's a man!" Eddie yelled, his heart racing. Morgan checked the guy's pulse. He was alive with a very stable, soft heartbeat. "Fuck." he murmured.
Rick looked at the rack of cases. The one now on top since Leslie's had been taken was obviously his, what with the name on it being "@ss K!CK3D". He opened the case, finding the same suit that Leslie had found in hers. Rick went into the hallway to change. However, he first tried opening the door, but found that his hand just went around the doorknob instead of grabbing it. He tried remaining calm and put the event out of his mind. He went back into the room, trying the door directly across from the ball. This one, he found, opened, revealing a small room, about a third the size of the room with the ball. Inside were five metallic shafts that could have been sword handles if they had a blade on them. There were also two giant circles that could have been futuristic motorcycles, except that the seat and controls were contained in one giant wheel. Ignoring these for the time being, Rick changed into the suit, leaving his utility belt on, and put his mask back on, putting the Y-Gun in the suit's leg holster. He put his costume inside the case and walked back out into the main room, taking one of the sword hilts beforehand.
Gemini was the next to take a suit, his simply read his nickname, mixed in with numbers of course, as whoever had labeled the cases was wont to do. He went into the back room next to change since it seemed to be the only place in the place that had any sort of privacy. After changing, he grabbed a sword handle, attached the controller to his wrist, and walked back into the room. "If this stuff is booby trapped...I think I am screwed over tenfold." he murmured to himself. He grabbed an X-Gun, which he holstered, and an X-Rifle from the ball and stood off to the side, waiting for whatever was going to happen to happen.
"It knows my name? Not cool." Keiran said, looking at his suit case. "You still look like you're made out of rock, fit as can be..." he commented to Leslie, trying to mask his distaste for overly-muscular women. He went into the back room, noticing that other people have gone in and come back out with the suit from the case on. "These things dont belong in a lasergame..." he said quietly to himself when he noticed the Monobikes and sword handles. "So,.. whats your name? And.. do you think this is just a game show?" Keiran asked Leslie, now wearing his suit with his clothes over it, the controller in his pocket, and two X-Guns in his hands.
"Ah what the? Really? Is this a joke? Is the person behind all of this into S&M or bondage or something? Who willing wears something like this?" Ellia exclaimed after she had finally changed into her suit. She sighed and went back into the room.
Eddie tried keeping his mind off of the fact that there was a nude, unconscious guy next to him, but managed to stave off the thought long enough to grab his own case, reading his first name. "That's me." he said aloud, confirming. After examining the suit and grabbing an X-Rifle and X-Gun, Eddie went into the back room next to change. After a little experimenting, Eddie found that no clothes could be worn under the suit and stripped. He pulled his new clothes on and attached the controller. He holstered the X-Gun and hefted the Rifle, putting his clothes in the empty case and covering it with his jacket. "Check out what's in here, there's these weird bike things!" Eddie announced, walking back into the main room.
After Brett had changed and holstered the last X-Gun, Morgan grabbed his own case and went to check out the back. "Hey, it's true." he said, looking at the Monobikes. "That's pretty cool, eh? Hold on a sec," he told the room, closing the door so he could change. Coming back out, he felt kind of ridiculous in the suit, but grabbed a Y-Gun, nonetheless.
"Damn." Flynn said, looking the vehicles over. He grabbed an X-Rifle and sat on the bike, getting a feel for it. "Now what?" he asked just as the top of his head began to disappear.
"Alright, Gentlemen," a dark figure said from what appeared to be a boardroom with the lights off. The large, oval-shaped table was populated by about 10 people, all dressed in designer suits. The only light came from a large monitor, split up into a number of smaller screens, each with a different angle of the room with the ball. "Place your bets."
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Post by queenofblades on Feb 4, 2011 15:26:01 GMT -5
Ellia sat on the floor with her back against the wall looking at everyone else. As she looked around she saw one of their heads disappear. Ellia wiped her eyes because she thought she was seeing things. When she finished she saw that it was real. "HOLY SHIT!" Ellia kicked her feet in front of her as if she was trying to scoot away from him. Slowly she stood up and started shaking. "Wh-w-ww-what's h-h-hh-h-happening now?" Ellia was very nervous at this point. She had seen nothing like this before in her life.
Slowly her head turned towards Leslie. In that moment she realized that Leslie was someone that she looked up to so no matter what the situation was Ellia had to keep her cool. Ellia sighed a little and took a deep breath in, held and released it. She did that a few more times. "OK I died in a house fire yet here I am alive somewhere. There is a picture of a......an...alien on t his black ball that we have to kill. Now a man's head just disappeared. OK Ellia your a cop and can handle this." She noticed there was some swords still on the ball. Ellia knew she couldn't aim that well so she quickly ran to get one and stood by the black ball.
Inventory: 1 Y-Gun, 1 G-Sword, Suit, Standard issue police barrette
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Post by Жenophilius on Feb 4, 2011 15:59:42 GMT -5
Leslie blushed from all the compliments, waving her hand them as she walked and sat down beside the wall to the hallway. "Oh you guys."
Looking around, Leslie noticed that a lot of people were putting their suits on, and a lot of others seemed to go after the weapons. She didn't know why they were doing that, after all it wasn't like they were going out to kill somebody.
Leslie sighed sadly, it seemed like people really wanted to cling to weapons whenever they were scared, and scared people with guns were never a good combination. Rocking back and forth out of boredom, Leslie was trying to remember the jingle to the Meow Mix song when a scream erupted from Ellia.
Leslie looked to the young woman, who was looking back, and stood up and walked over to her. "Are you okay sweetie?"
Inventory: Suit, Controller
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