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Darth_Brutus666 Registered: Dec '06	Date Posted: 1/31/07 4:47pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	IC: Devon TO Doc: I yank out a taser and shoot the girl, theoreticaly she is now unconscious. There your problem is solved TO Barnabus Iscariot: I'm with you, I've got nothing else better to do. TAG: SWB,Doc,Jehkyl,Prenn -----signature----- Minister of Ewoks for the SWC Rebel Alliance OHIO STATE RULES!!!!!!!!!!!! SWC Ambassador to the EUC Senate Jedi Council Member in the NJT AIM: DARKLORDFRANCIS
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MASTERPRENN Title: JCC Man. Awesome In Oklahoma until the 24th Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 1/31/07 5:08pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	GM- Oi! Not to intrude...but unless you have SWB's permission, I don't think it's a very good idea to knock her out...at least it's not very nice. So either get her permission (and PM me, or post it), or probably re-write that post, if you can. Thanks! Also, to that whole crew, you can feel free to do a post leading up to the meeting. I just wanted to post it to eventually get things moving. Morakai, your update will be up late tonight. Thanks for your patience. -----signature----- "When you see me, what do you see? I see a big bushy beard and hair." - Stephen Colbert/Cornel West
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Penguinator-176 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 1/31/07 5:11pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	Carmine Carmine despised this old bureaucrat talking to him via the glowbox, but he wasn't about to voice this opinion. It wasn't the man he hated, it was his age. Life extensions - stupid. Do what you were meant to do in the time allowed, and get it done with. "Understood, sir." The car drove on, as Carmine flicked off the glowbox. There was no need to spend precious moments with idle talk while he waited for the car to bring him to the prison. Rhodes and Hall, he thought. The ideal thing would be to kill the criminal scum, but Carmine's personal beliefs would not interfere with the party's needs. The car came to a silent stop, and the driver stepped out, walked around the car, and opened Carmine's door. The inquisitor stepped out, buttoning up his long coat, and picking up the folder the driver handed to him. Carmine nodded, and the man saluted briskly. He walked up the steps to the prison, where a guard saluted quickly, before opening the door and following him inside. The guard took him through the prison, to the yard. Rhodes and Hall were standing, shackled, in the yard, guards hidden behind walls and chain fences. "Gentlemen. How are you doing today?" Tag: Reynar, Renson -----signature----- "Sweet, soft and low, I will poison you all - canary in a gilded cage." "Everything burns." . . GDG
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MASTERPRENN Title: JCC Man. Awesome In Oklahoma until the 24th Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 1/31/07 7:42pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	GM- One thing, Peng...then I'll get out of your bizzzznas....The prisoners aren't shackled. You didn't think I'd allow it to be that easy, did you? -----signature----- "When you see me, what do you see? I see a big bushy beard and hair." - Stephen Colbert/Cornel West
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Penguinator-176 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 2/1/07 9:19am Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	OOC: I knew I'd do something wrong...oh well. Let's conveniently ignore that part. -----signature----- "Sweet, soft and low, I will poison you all - canary in a gilded cage." "Everything burns." . . GDG
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Darth_Brutus666 Registered: Dec '06	Date Posted: 2/1/07 2:09pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	MASTERPRENN posted: GM- Oi! Not to intrude...but unless you have SWB's permission, I don't think it's a very good idea to knock her out...at least it's not very nice. So either get her permission (and PM me, or post it), or probably re-write that post, if you can. Thanks! Also, to that whole crew, you can feel free to do a post leading up to the meeting. I just wanted to post it to eventually get things moving. Morakai, your update will be up late tonight. Thanks for your patience. OOC: I figured that might happen, but that why I said theoretically she is unconscious.......If I was g-moding I am truly sorry. -----signature----- Minister of Ewoks for the SWC Rebel Alliance OHIO STATE RULES!!!!!!!!!!!! SWC Ambassador to the EUC Senate Jedi Council Member in the NJT AIM: DARKLORDFRANCIS
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Dahlia_Santary Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/1/07 3:59pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	IC: Eva Location: streets Eva’s fingers were so sweaty that it was almost hard to hold the gun in both her hands. She heard her heart pounding in her ear and her breath staggering in and out of her nose. All of her muscles were tense with anxiety and nervousness. She just hoped the officer, or Kareena noticed. Allowing Kareena to do the talking, Eva just concentrated on keeping the gun aimed at the man’s shoulder. She had never shot a person before. Aim a gun at someone to frighten him off, yes, but she never pulled the trigger. How this officer would react to this, she did not know. And that is what made her so nervous. Perhaps this time, she would have to pull the trigger. Tag: Dances, PRENN -----signature----- What would men be without women? Scarce, sir, mighty scarce. - Mark Twain Laying Within: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=23307624&brd=10476&start=23314295 ^^^Read it and weep. Adopter of StarWarsDweeb
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Reynar_Tedros Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 2/1/07 5:09pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	IC: Axel Rhodes Prison Yard "Gentlemen. How are you doing today?" Axel glared at the speaker, casually holding his cigar between his teeth. "We're inmates," he said with his usual gruff tone. "How do you think we're doing today?" He looked around at the rest of the prisoners in the courtyard, particularly the ones that were on his side. There was Giovanni Miccini, an scrawny Italian smuggler who was busted for possession of an illegal substance (a lot of it), Maria Torres, a gorgeous Hispanic woman in her mid-twenties who was convicted for six counts of grand theft auto, Hideki Takanoshi, a gruff Japanese man who murdered his wife's killer, and Jerome Figgins, a young black gangster who killed a kid that snitched on his gang. All six of them, Axel and Aiden included, could start a riot without any problem. The only thing to consider was when. Axel looked back at the man who'd approached him and Aiden. "Now I'm sure you didn't come all this way to ask us if we brushed our teeth this morning. What is it that you want?" Tag: Peng, Renson -----signature----- Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
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Penguinator-176 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 2/1/07 10:55pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	Carmine Escadre Carmine smiled, though it didn't reach his eyes. This one was surely Rhodes. "I'd like to know what you know about Barnabus Iscariot." Carmine tucked the folder into his jacket, before resuming his spiel. "I'd like to know why two prisoners such as yourselves are still alive. The Publika doesn't tolerate radical ideologies such as yours, Mr. Hall. And we have no need for old war heroes anymore, Mr. Rhodes. Your time is gone and dead - you just need to catch up to it." Carmine found himself glaring at Rhodes' necklace - a cross. He felt like beating the man senseless, like tearing him limb from limb, bringing him close to death, and then, at that pinnacle, taking his cross and crushing it as the man died. "There's a reason you're still here. Tell me." Tag: Reynar, Renson -----signature----- "Sweet, soft and low, I will poison you all - canary in a gilded cage." "Everything burns." . . GDG
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Renson Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 2/2/07 9:28am Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution - Date Edited: 2/2/07 9:29am (1 edits total) Edited By: Renson
	Aden Leighton Hall Prison Yard Before he could get even a quarter way through his cigar Aiden was driven fully awake by a crashing metal on metal sound as a guard slammed his night stick on the cell's metal bars. "Waky, waky. You got yard time, let's go scum." Aidem dragged himself off the cot and onto his feet, grunting the whole time. He removed the cigar to spit a mouthful of spit and blood out, at least it looked like it was going to stop bleeding soon. He was led outside with Axel in front of him. The guard seemed to tolerate both their cigars, of course only because Aiden was with Axel Rhodes. While being led outside the prison guard walked back to Aiden. "I know who you are." The guard looked around looking to see if there was anyone close enough to hear him. "Sir," this was the first time that Aiden had heard 'Sir' in reference to himself in a long time, "I am completely with you, but you understand why I can't do anything." The guard looked at him, almost apologetically. Aiden nodded meekly, this could be a very good source to have in the near future. The arrived at the bright door and were led into a yard where four other prisoners were already outside. He puffed on his cigar and blew it out slowly, it had proven to be extremely relaxing for him. He walked over to a certain place with Axel, he seemed to know where he was going. The stood their in silence, yet it wasn't awkward, Axel seemed to be checking out the other guards, seeming to be forming a plan in his head. Just then a man dressed in a formal military suit approached the two. Just the sight of a higher up military man made Aiden flare up with rage. He wanted to steel his night stick and kill the man right where he stood. In Aiden's eyes, he part part of the betrayal of the country. "Gentlemen. How are you doing today?" His very tone was demeaning and condescending. That bastard. "We're inmates," he said with his usual gruff tone. "How do you think we're doing today?" Aiden laughed silently. Axel had a point. But Aiden's face hurt, so he kept to himself wanting the hypocrite to get to the point. "Now I'm sure you didn't come all this way to ask us if we brushed our teeth this morning. What is it that you want?" Aiden stood there puffing on his Cuban cigar the bleeding on the inside of his mouth slowly stopping. He had a feeling that with even the slightest slip of words, it would start right up again. Tag: Penguinator, Reynar -----signature----- de·moc·ra·cy- government by the people; especially : rule of the majority
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Arclite Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 2/5/07 9:51am Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	IC: Jehkyl Eiras Jehkyl was shocked by the sudden and brash actions taken by Devon. He had known the man for a while, hell he had recruited him into the revolution, but still he had not expected him to tazer the poor girl. This wasn't making covincing her to see the Publika's tyranny, and her eventual recruitment, any easier. He glowered at Dev and storming off to the back room. He turned to Doc, "Lets deal vith this later" he said before cracking a smile and clapping him on the shoulder, "Ve have a dinner to attend, comrade!" The dining room was dank and smelly, but still much better than the main room where the other rebels were gathered. As Jehk entered the room, he took a deep breath, taking in the smell of the rebellion. A table sat in the center of the room covered in brick rations and surrounded by the leaders of the rebellion. One stood out in particular, Barnabus Iscariot. “Thank you for arriving on such short notice, and thank you for your loyalty.” He started. Jehk wasn't terribly perceptive, his mind wandering from chemical equations and recipes for explosives most of the time, but he could see the man's despiration. After a few minutes of his speech, Jehk noticed something he hadn't ever seen in thier leader before; he was doubtful. Jehkyl couldn't shake the feeling of hopelessness that took hold of his heart, the feeling that he had thrown his life away. That was until Barnabus spoke eight words that raised his spirits, "I have a very dangerous mission for you." his smile slowly crept across his face as he wrapped his mind around the words. 'Dangerous for who?' he thought as Barnibus asked their loyalty. As he finished, Jehkyl stood up slamming a fist on his chest and yelling in russian "Long live the revolution!" he switched back to english to speak to Barnabus, "My life, everything I am or ever vill be, belongs to this cause. And I pity the fools who stand in the vay of freedom, for I vill do everything in my power to bring them down, for good" Jehk sat back down, feeling better than he had in a long time. Tag: Rebellion -----signature----- GA Genin of jedi_whitelight1 RPF Adoptee of Zandoran_Celix Senator of Ithor, Galactic Senate Game Proud member of the Holy Trinity (GMG, GDG, CDG)
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MASTERPRENN Title: JCC Man. Awesome In Oklahoma until the 24th Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 2/6/07 10:42pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	A wise man once said "as life gets longer, awful feels softer". If this was indeed the case, Jeffery Standpole was having a very soft day. The 'seasoned' officer took a moment to bask in self pity, and then fragilely opened his small lips. "Well, 'mam...you...I mean...I...I would have to report you...but I'm sure this is all just a misunderstanding...we can work it out back at the station! Just...just...just put the gu...gun down, and everything will be okay." Looking up the business end of the handgun, Jeffery Standpole had a sinking feeling that the day was about to get a little more soft... TAG: Santary, Dances The Wolf stood on top of the sky scraper. Silently, he watched the robotic members of the public go about their meaningless existence. If only they knew... he thought to himself. They were in the midst of a war, and they didn't even know about it. The glowboxes fed their minds with arbitrary things the government deemed important...and while they went about their days, the real men did work that mattered. Wolf was a real man. He was ready for blood. The blood of Iscariot himself. Two days ago, he had been approached by the defense secretary himself, and had been asked to assassinate the leader of the rebellion. He had also been given all the information the government had on the rebellion, which was hardly any at all. Wolf had discovered in the last two days that, like all underground crime rings, the Rebellion had a vast system of contacts, double agents, lackeys, and hit men. It was the lackeys and body guards that the assassin found himself facing now. Before he could get to the big dog, he had to wade through the muck of small foot soldiers. And this was no easy task. But, like all missions, one must start somewhere. And that starting point for the Wolf was this little safehouse. TAG: Morakai GM- Morakai, you can feel free to have your man fight his way through the safe house and whatnot, killing of NPC's and the like. You can tag me whenever you like, and I'll put up a post of your progress and how much further you have to go untill you reach your destination...(compuer files...). The rest of you, I left you up to your own devices. If you need an update from me, or need clarification, feel free to PM me any time. Great job! -----signature----- "When you see me, what do you see? I see a big bushy beard and hair." - Stephen Colbert/Cornel West
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starwarsbeauty Registered: Feb '05	Date Posted: 2/7/07 3:34pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	IC: Mariana Trujillo Mariana felt as everything went into slow motion. One of the men brought a gun up and she could see his finger pulling the trigger... Opening her eyes, Mariana saw the three men leave and enter a room. Why would one of them tazer her? At least she assumed it was a tazer considering she was up and walking. When they had all entered Mariana opened the door and slipped into the room, trying not to make noise. A bearded, worn, man began to talk. “Thank you for arriving on such short notice, and thank you for your loyalty.” “For the past three or four months, I have had…suspicions. This latest police raid has simply verified them. Our order is splitting. There are those…who seem to not want me in power any more. I called you all here, because quite frankly, I have run out of options. I fear there will soon be a play for my life that I cannot avoid, and that from there the revolution will crumble. We cannot allow this to happen. I fear that unless the proper precautions are in place when I die, our cause will die with me. I don’t want that to happen. So…I called you all here. Through your actions, you all have proven to be loyal to our cause…not our organization. With that being the case, I want you all to know, I have a very dangerous mission for you. Before I go into details…I will need to have your assured loyally and acceptance. There is a very good chance that this could end up taking your lives…and it will be very, very hard to complete. You will not only need to watch out for your enemies…but also your friends. But if you complete it, the revolution will reach it’s highest point, and most likely, success. Do you accept? Jehkyl was the first to speak. "My life, everything I am or ever vill be, belongs to this cause. And I pity the fools who stand in the vay of freedom, for I vill do everything in my power to bring them down, for good" This made Mariana very curious. They were against the police and the police had raided them so they were doing something illegal. But the way this man talked was inspiring in a way. He believed in his cause and he had these men following him even to the point of death. If Mariana knew what they were rebelling against or revolutionizing, this man's speech would have persuaded her to join. Taking a deep breath, the woman decided to speak. "I believe I have heard something I was not supposed to hear, therefore, I believe you should tell me what is going on." Tag: Prenn, Arclite, Meerkat, Brutus -----signature----- "It was beauty that killed the beast" Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. Dreams are forever. All you need is Faith, Trust, and a little bit of Pixie Dust
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Darth_Brutus666 Registered: Dec '06	Date Posted: 2/7/07 5:23pm Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution - Date Edited: 2/7/07 5:24pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Darth_Brutus666
	IC: Devon I hear the girl that I tasered speak. "I believe I have heard something I was not supposed to hear, therefore, I believe you should tell me what is going on." I stare at my comrades in the room, slowly I pull out my MP-80 sub machine gun but keep it behind my back. "Well" I ask everyone "Should we tell her, or....." TAG: Prenn, Arclite, Meerkat, SWB -----signature----- Minister of Ewoks for the SWC Rebel Alliance OHIO STATE RULES!!!!!!!!!!!! SWC Ambassador to the EUC Senate Jedi Council Member in the NJT AIM: DARKLORDFRANCIS
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Morkai Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 2/9/07 12:39am Subject: RE: Opium: Revolution
	IC: Wolf He moved silently across the rooftop, his feet making no noise as he crossed the space...a shadow among shadows. Gently aqnd quickly he took out a small knife and pried open a airvent. Wolf was garbed all in black, soft soled shin length boots, black combat trousers, black form fitting wrist length top and a black mask that only left his eyes showing, on the combat vest he wore were an assortment of knives, grenades and various methods of death. He wore a silenced 9mm strapped to his thigh and his prefered method of death, the one he was infamous for was snug on his back in its sheath, a jet black handled ninja sword poked over his shoulder. It was his trademark that what ever the target he always got close enough for the blade. An hour later he dropped silently out of a grate in a janitors closet and listened at the door, the sounds of a lone guard winding his way down the corridor greeted him. Wolf glided out of the small room behind the unfortunate,and gripped him on either side of his jaw the man had no time to cry out before his neck was snapped and he was dragged silently into the janitors room. Wolf heard two more voices coming closer, he slid to the far wall next to where the corridor intersected another...he waited. Two men came around the corner discussing banalities women, magazines, food. The second man looked up to see two cold eyes glittering at him from the dark then there was a flash, the first man went down, his throat slit. As he fell to his knee's gurgling Wolf spun delivering a spin side kick to the seconds sternum, cracking it. He hit the wall hit a thud cracking plaster as Wolf twisted around, the sword spinnning into a reverse stab, pinning the guard to the wall, he pulled the blade free letting the dead man slide to the floor and moved into the depths of the building...he had a job to do. TAG:GM -----signature----- Eviserate the prolitariat-Stewie Griffin out of the way dopey-Mick Dundee up the ANZAC's !!!! KBD...."i cant believe i drank the whole thing"- Danny Boy
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