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Likely Seize by force, roll if you need it: (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 1, 5. Total: 6) First priority is protect Umbra from Skadoo, preferably by messy bloody murder of the fucker.
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The fat fucker is not getting anywhere near Umbra, that's just not a thing... and yes, quite a lot of noise but if something awful and hungry shows up I'm pretty sure we can outrun at least a couple of these guys, and plenty of warm meat laying arou…
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Going aggro on said mo-fos: (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 2, 3. Total: 5)
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Whoa, hold on, no way I waste that chance. Just during that lull when the dead are dead and the victors think they've won and start coming down from the adrenaline is when I swoop out like a shadow and show them what real fear is! Ok, it works bett…
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That smells good, glad I've still got that bandana over my face cause I just might be drooling. The locals are a random bunch, some primitives living in weird little tribes, some organized and dangerous... like the bombers who keep coming by to vis…
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In the girl's showers, actually, but that's kind of the same thing. Sort of, Its cold and unpleasant in there, and I really don't like my mornings very much until I get up and outside. Campus is peaceful before school, even more than after, Ther…
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Acting under fire: (Rolled: 2d6-1. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 7)
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Being so close to Umbra, her hands so near my... well. She's close enough to feel her hea, smell her. Makes me take a second to appreciate her. But yeah, look where we are... We could turn back, forget this whole thing... but... you know I have a …
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Hot for Lali then, we're all different.
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I'm happy either way too, so Rich wants new highlights, let's do it! Looks like Lali still highlights Mandi. Starting to influence her, a little, perhaps.
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These visions of demons and blood wear on my mind. Make me... doubt my eyes. I have to clear my head. I quietly leave the locker room and step outside the gymnasium doors. Look up for a glimpse of the stars, and no doubt some passing airplane... hig…
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I'm feeling that slightly exhausted feeling one feels when you've just been through something... like waking from a nightmare (but it was real, wasn't it) and not quite being all there yet. I scroll over some of the message, just skimming those fir…
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I look down at him laying there in pieces. "We can pick him up on the way back, or have someone come for him... might be... useful." I wonder quietly if other synthetics can make use of him somehow, parts? Seems maybe she's thinking the same way... …
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I jump back from the torrent of blood pouring out around me. I see him, I barely know him but he's been on my mind since this afternoon... "John!" I cry out in shock and horror. He calls to me for help and my eyes tear, terrible regret and pain on…
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"They're bad..." I say, dead serious. Like I mentioned, though, we're not sure what they are. They're something bad riding along with us in the unused and remote parts of the ship. Maybe they live on us, on something in the ships environment. Who kn…
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Ok, alarming? Hell yes. Too much... too much! I scream, but don't just sit idle and take this, I pull at the hands that grab me, tear at the air as I fall and try to stay... my eyes widen as I see the beast, the very real vision of hell, and what...…
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It is disgusting. That's a good word for it. What they did to me... this... this man put her up to it? And she put Freddie up to it? What, because I was too innocent or something? Why is that? All because of how my parents treated me! Trying to prot…
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That's surprising. "Are you shitting me?" I peer at his closely, his face, "no wonder you always shared your fucking smokes..." I say to Jart, falling to a little frog-like crouch on the balls of my feet near him to get a closer look. I pick up a …
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"Yeah... his name's Jart. Did you know him?" She's barely been awake long enough to have met the man more than a time or two. Right? "I don't think it's as fresh as it looks... something..." I poke at his ankle with the toe of my boot. "Something h…
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What the hell? No... I forget to breathe, forget that I'm not seen, not here. Wait, this isn't now... this is before? How am I seeing this? Is that why? Marina is that why? I stare at the man, the thought of him, there's no way he's really here.…
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Confusing and alarming visions may happen, alone at night in the place I died. Perhaps related to what the girls did... it happened right over there in the shower, after all...perhaps not.
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Gazing into the abyss. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 4. Total: 8) xp(2)
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I lay there on my back for who knows how long, gazing up at the bare concrete ceiling. It's quiet, just the ever-present sound of distant traffic, the creaking of the vents above the door as they spin in the wind. Every now and then I get up to lo…
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Thanks for making me reflect on that possibility at this precise moment, but assuming whatever eats the fuck out of me doesn't get her, she would probably have to run back to Ringside. Though she would obviously miss me terribly, she would go on, ev…
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This whole thing has given me so much to think about. I started out this day desperate and alone, crying for my mother like a child. I'm glad nobody could see me then. Really glad... I wanted to be like them, the other kids. Popular, confident, acce…
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Well you know I have a breather mask as part of my gear. I have to deal with a lot of nasty shit, doing what I do, and some of it's not good for you.... this looks like run of the mill rotten crap, though, and a glance at Umbra, who doesn't come so …
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I quietly turn to Umbra and raise a finger to her lips with a silent, "shhhhh." Then make a little "cut throat" sign to my neck and gesture towards the room to indicate that there's trouble. I'm suited up for doing dirty business, with my armor (f…
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Reading the sitch: (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 2, 2. Total: 5)
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The door slides open, and i peer into the gloom, head lowered and serious, eyes open. I'm listening as much as looking, using all senses. Nice thing about stale shipboard air in these empty places is that you can tell is someone's around just from t…
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A soft smile slowly grows on my face, a little nod. She's right. "You're right... I should do that." I remember the crowded hall I spent the afternoon in, getting sometimes kicked and never noticed. That was awkward. "Well... good night I guess. I'…