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BIRD! BIRD! KILL IT! IT'S EVIL!

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I used to want you dead
Now I only want you gone...

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Space Core
Apr 30 2011, 06:03 PM
Ooh, Trope me. For the lulz.
As well as me. I'm kinda curious.

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I can only think of one way to end this arguing...

Through a probably-lethal pressure differential caused by a sudden quantum tunnel.

*draws portal gun, deploys one portal on the wall behind the sofa, then aims and fires at the moon*

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This is the part where he kills you...

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I would've expected Wheatley from you.

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"Circumstances of potentially apocalyptic significance"...

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*deflects pie*

Hahah... Just got my hands on Portal 2... and it seems I can get a PC copy off Steam once PSN's back up.

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*stabs somebody*

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"Is that so? Is that because cash is all that guides your gun?"

"Ouch. Okay. This one's ON THE HOUSE!"

Bloodstone Spire
"I lived here, Lolita. I intend to keep living here after all's said and done. Besides, I think I know another way in, that nobody'd bother blocking," Taylor said. "Just thought I might be able to get some information from the cops before heading in." With that, he kept driving for about ten minutes, stopping by an abandoned suburban service station. He turned off the truck and got out. "This should be the place." He opened the toolbox in the truck bed, pulling out a green sniper rifle, three quartz-bladed machetes, and a crowbar.

Digital Dive OOC Chat
Well, I got something for Yoto to take issue with, considering I pretty much, while not acting like it, am playing leader for the team.

Then again, it's not like anyone wants to take charge of the Hera band of misfits.

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*pushes Hiro's face in a little*

Digital Dive: Win or Lose?
Ashton looked around him and his 'team,' at the changed rifts. "So," he said, clapping his hands together and rubbing them, eyeing the "Cavernous" portal. "Who's up for some spelunking?" He tried to keep an upbeat tone in his voice, but still it wavered; he wanted to get moving against their "host" before the whole matter gave him a paralyzing case of the "jibblies."

Bloodstone Spire
Taylor shook his head as they approached the blockade, a simple setup some distance from the city with actual barricades and three patrol cars stationed there. An officer standing outside the cars signaled Taylor to pull over and roll down his window.
"Sir, nobody is allowed in or out of the city. Haven't you heard what happened?" The officer asked.
Taylor shook his head. "Can't say I have. Maybe you can tell me?"
The officer just grunted, it was a negative grunt. Taylor pressed further, though. "So you don't know anything past what's been released to the press, then?"
"Well, nothing certain. But, hang on, you're that weird paranorm merc. You know that thing they shot up trying to attack the barricade? I think-- and you didn't hear this from me-- it was one of the guys that they sent in to scope out what happened with the weird rock. Maybe you can figure out the real deal..."
"Not if I can't get past."
"Sorry, but the brass says nobody passes, and I do what brass says."
Taylor nodded, reversing the truck, starting a 3-point turn. "Well, it was worth a shot."
The officer chuckled. "I hear things, though. If the troopers can't stop this, you seem competent."
Taylor shrugged with one shoulder. "Can't say you heard right. Still, hope it stays calm." With that, he finished the turn and headed off in the opposite direction.

Bloodstone Spire
"No," Taylor said rather pointedly. "This way we can do something obviously stupid and the cops can say they did their jobs. Professional courtesy and all that crap. I don't want to see any of them fired on my account," he explained as he pulled closer to the roadblock.

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The door is ajar.
The door is ajar.
The door is ajar.
The door... is... ajaaarrrrrr...

"That was not an omen." *shiver*

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*slides a machete blade through the avalanche and into Kiara's corpse*

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Damn pop-tart cats.

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*kills a Fallen-angel-possessed psycho, a coin falls from the corpse*

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