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Post by Grimmlocke on Oct 6, 2008 0:28:08 GMT -5
OOC: Anybody else been thinking about this since Heroes started?
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Post by Grimmlocke on Nov 16, 2006 0:35:49 GMT -5
And she did contribute to CotN.
Ah, and "Deathchill"...my advice is to have internal strife with your vamps, as well as external strife. Some kind of rigid caste system enforced by the higher ups, for instance.
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Post by Grimmlocke on May 20, 2007 9:37:23 GMT -5
Great. More people I don't know. Welcome to the site, peoples!
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Aug 6, 2006 0:55:08 GMT -5
Post by Grimmlocke on Aug 6, 2006 0:55:08 GMT -5
Five Guys Burgers and Fries, Ace. "Everything is made fresh, never frozen! Our prices are outragous!" We have a website!
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Aug 3, 2006 23:32:21 GMT -5
Post by Grimmlocke on Aug 3, 2006 23:32:21 GMT -5
Hm, well then I guess Eve wouldn't like to know that I flip burgers for a living. And eat them. DAILY. They're so delicious.
As we don't have a Barnes and Noble in my area, I tend to roll with BAM, or Books-A-Million. I'm not much into Manga, except for the X/1999 series. You can find me on the other side of the aisle, absorbing good old fashioned American comics. Mostly DC, but a little Marvel to balance it, with a dash of Image for flavor. You can also find me perusing the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section, or buying used books at the Public library.
And finally. YOU GUYS LIKE COFFEE? BLECK! That stuff is foul! I can get all the caffine I need from nice, cold, brown, bubbly liquid. In short, I like the Pepsi/Coke goodness.
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Jul 31, 2006 20:43:58 GMT -5
Post by Grimmlocke on Jul 31, 2006 20:43:58 GMT -5
Ah, another addition to our happy band! Welcome, Sakura/Lotusflower. I'm Grimmlocke, one of the odder, and thanks to comp issues, one of the more elusive people/rpers/writers/oddballs on the site. Just ask most of the people here. SOME people have told me that I'm scary. Or stupid. Or both. NINJAS!! Now, all we need are NINJAS with BUTTONS for eyes. I would chuckle. Three times. BUT ONLY THREE! Actually, on that front. I managed to get my computer to work today. Now all I have to do is get 15 feet of LAN cable so I can hook it up to the happy internet. Bweh. Curse you, Best Buy. Making me shop at friggin' Wal Mart. *Grumble grumble*
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Post by Grimmlocke on Mar 26, 2006 23:15:05 GMT -5
Well hey, I'm the God-Emperor of Vampiric Drama. *Points to bottle containing Niobe's tears. Sips from it*
Ah, yes. I feel rejuvinated. I'm powered by human tears, you know.
Ha ha! The kitty got owned!
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Post by Grimmlocke on Mar 26, 2006 0:43:12 GMT -5
Hmmmmm. I believe I might...
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Post by Grimmlocke on Mar 25, 2006 18:38:32 GMT -5
"Grimmlocke has fallen, but the soul still burns!"
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Post by Grimmlocke on Jan 14, 2007 18:37:53 GMT -5
OOC: "Grimmy" is trying to find a new job....and failing.
IC: "A proposition that involves using your abilities in tests so that people can better understand them. Don't worry, we won't do any tests without explaining them, and we will never do anything without your express written permission." Danny thought for a moment. "Though believe me, filling out a form in triplicate is ridiculous when you're trying to get someone to bring you a bottle of water." He smiled, trying to ease the shock he was fairly certain she was feeling. "On the plus side, you will be making a six figure yearly income, which is something I'm fairly sure you aren't making here." He waved to indicate the store.
"Of course, that's assuming you have...abilities that aren't exactly what you call normal." Danny looked at her meaningfully.
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Post by Grimmlocke on Jan 8, 2007 16:58:08 GMT -5
OOC: Don't worry, I haven't forgotten this rp, I'm just having...issues right now.
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Post by Grimmlocke on Dec 28, 2006 0:42:59 GMT -5
OOC: You try working nine hours a day without a break (At least they let me have Christmas day off), and then talk to me about posting. Roar, I hate money.
IC: Danny stepped into the supermarket, the doors closing behind him with a quiet whoosh. He half walked, half waddled over to one of the employees. "Excuse me, do you have any bathrooms here?" The employee gestured vaguely near the back of the store without actually saying anything. "Thanks." Danny said in reply, somewhat sarcastically. He hurried down the aisles towards where he hoped the bathrooms were located. Movement caught his eye, and stopped for a second to see what it was.
A girl sat on the floor, with a man standing over her, speaking in a comforting voice. Danny shook his head. Something had obviously happened to unnerve the girl. Maybe a death in the family? It wasn't his business anyway. He turned to continue on his way when he caught the name on the girl's tag. It sounded familiar for some reason.
"Swanson, swanson, swanson..." Danny mumbled to himself. Suddenly, it dawned on him. He practically ran down to the bathroom and relieved himself at top speed before sprinting back down through the aisle to where Lyris was still sitting. "Ms. Swanson?" He said before taking a deep breath. "I have a rather interesting proposition for you."
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Post by Grimmlocke on Dec 20, 2006 22:13:44 GMT -5
OOC: Nope! All are still welcome at this point, though once we get farther into the story, it'll be harder to fit in.
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Post by Grimmlocke on Dec 19, 2006 19:33:16 GMT -5
Danny looked over at his new charge as she got into the car. He hoped she appreciated the speed with which he had evactuated the giant pile of trash that had inhabited the passenger's seat. Now most of it was in a trashbag in the trunk of the vehicle.
He shut the door after her and walked around to the driver's side, where he promptly sat down. He looked over at her, trying to gauge her mental state. "You, ah, might want to put on your seat belt. I'm confident in my driving skills, of course, but not so much with the people around me. After making sure she was buckled in, Danny turned on the car and drove off.
"Why? Why did they invent one way streets?" Danny muttered to no one in particular. "I didn't expect both of these people to be in the same general area." He looked out at the gridlock in front of him. I hate cities. Hate 'em!"
After a few more hours of aimless wandering around the city, searching in vain for another Talented person, Danny had a serious need to use the bathroom. He stopped the car in the parking lot of a local supermarket. "Well, I gotta use the bathroom. You need anything?" He asked his passenger.
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Post by Grimmlocke on Dec 6, 2006 20:11:49 GMT -5
"Hm? Oh, not much. I was just getting acquainted with some rival recruiters." Danny said, letting the men go so they could slink away, casting glares over their shoulders.
He could see that Jen was in a bit of a daze, obviously overwhelmed by the rapid series of events that had effectively interrupted her normal, boring life. "No, you won't need anything else. It's not like you're expected to live at the University like I do. I'm sure we could work out something for you to keep your house. You could even keep your old job, though I don't really know why you'd want to." He bowed and gestured ahead of him at the elevator. "Your carriage awaits, milady."
Suddenly, Danny's cell phone went off. He flipped it open and brought it to his ear. "What's up, boss lady?"
"Danny, where are you? We've already collected a high powered Telepath and a Out Of Body expert. How many do you have with you?"
Danny's face became a bit flushed, and he tugged at the collar of his T-shirt. "Uh, one." He mumbled.
"What?"
"I have one person with me." He said, more clearly this time.
"Oh, Danny. Just one? Well, what is her skill?"
"I, um, actually don't really know. Her parent's abilities might be a good indicator, have you checked those?"
Danny mouthed an apology to Jen as expletives began to fly from the phone. When the doctor had quieted down again, Danny brought the phone back to his ear.
"Anyway, there's another person you need to check out. Swing by on the way back to the University." She rattled off an address as Danny scrambled to find a pen and paper to write it down on. By the time he had scribbled it down, the doctor had already hung up her phone.
The young man looked over at Jen. "Well, it looks like we'll have to make a short detour on the way back. Do you mind?"
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