bmancarder: ::stabs self::
LA7JOE: ~~Roll Call~~
LA7JOE: Joe Vaelen
bmancarder: Edge Damon
JOESLAG: ERZ-1001
KrackWeazel: Krack Weazel
LA7JOE: ~~Prologue~~
LA7JOE: [[After confronting Jocelyn and viewing her summoning skills first
hand, the team sits around lost in thought]]
LA7JOE: [[So close to Technico, they now prepare to finish their journey and
finally enter the deadly city]]
LA7JOE: [[They prepare to leave in a few minutes...]]
LA7JOE: ~~Begin SIM~~
LA7JOE: :::Sits on the cool grass:::
LA7JOE: Is everyone ok?
LA7JOE: :::checks self for any wounds:::
bmancarder: grr-errr-rr
LA7JOE: Think I just got the wind knocked out of me...
LA7JOE: :::Looks at edge:::
KrackWeazel: ::clenching fists::
LA7JOE: That was one nasty shot you took
bmancarder: ::is currently in wolf form::
LA7JOE: Hey Edge...how's about you umm turn back to normal...eh?
bmancarder: ::shakes his head::
KrackWeazel: ::looks at edge:: snap out of it man
LA7JOE: :::Stands up:::
LA7JOE: :::smells the air::: If I can smell that I'm sure you can
bmancarder: ::the wound in his side is healing much faster in wolf form::
LA7JOE: The smell of a industrial city
LA7JOE: Technico is closer then we think
LA7JOE: Are you guys ready?
KrackWeazel: good then I can get some much needed repairs done
KrackWeazel: ::stands up wings flapping::
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LA7JOE: I need a lift Weazel
bmancarder: ::his wound is almost closed now::
LA7JOE: ERZ's gone AWOL so I don't have a ride
KrackWeazel: I hope they still work I got nailed preatty hard
LA7JOE: I hope so too
KrackWeazel: ::starts to lift off of the ground::
KrackWeazel: ok I am gunna put on some engines when I get to Technico
KrackWeazel: Edge need a lift?
bmancarder: ::shakes his head again::
KrackWeazel: ::picks up Joe::
bmancarder: ::takes off running toward the city, out of sight before they
can blink::
KrackWeazel: damn
LA7JOE: Well shit...
KrackWeazel: ::flies after him::
LA7JOE: :::peers outward:::
LA7JOE: :::points straight ahead::: I can already see the city...
KrackWeazel: yep
LA7JOE: It looks massive
bmancarder: ::waiting outside of the main entrance, out of sight::
KrackWeazel: good thing, wings are damaged, this is more work then usual
LA7JOE: I'm sure I weigh less than Edge :::smirks::::
KrackWeazel: yeah
LA7JOE: :::spots Edge down below:::
bmancarder: ::slowly changes back into his human form::
LA7JOE: There he is
bmancarder: ::his side now healed::
LA7JOE: Downward buddy
KrackWeazel: ::slowly descends towards Edge::
bmancarder: About time you fellows showed
LA7JOE: ::Once close enough leaps off Weazel:::
LA7JOE: :::lands on feet, facing Edge:::
LA7JOE: This is it huh
LA7JOE: :::looks up:::
LA7JOE: [[From outside they can see the huge buildings, some well over a
hundred stories:::
bmancarder: It is the most fouling place in exisitance
LA7JOE: ]]*
bmancarder: Must be the home of technology
LA7JOE: Weazel if you will :::motions to the gate:::
bmancarder: foul smelling*
KrackWeazel: ::walks in through the gate::
LA7JOE: :::Follows after him:::
bmancarder: ::brings up the rear::
KrackWeazel: well I need to head to a friends shop and see what he can do to
fix this crap, and hook up my wings
LA7JOE: [[The streets are jam packed with High Tech humans]]
LA7JOE: :::nods to Weazel:::
LA7JOE: Should we come with you?
KrackWeazel: up to you
KrackWeazel: people are preatty cool
LA7JOE: :::nods::: We'll go then
KrackWeazel: I just gotta get fixed up and go visit the junkies ::grins::
KrackWeazel: ::heads towards his friends shop::
LA7JOE: ((brb just ate a hershey kiss and got part of the wrapper -_-))
LA7JOE: ((K i'm bak))
LA7JOE: ((rather nasty))
KrackWeazel: lol
LA7JOE: :::follows Weazel:::
KrackWeazel: (( ))*
LA7JOE: So how long will this take?
KrackWeazel: depends on what I want
LA7JOE: :::Nods:::
bmancarder: ::follows the others, trying to hide his disgust at the scents::
KrackWeazel: ::walks into the shop::
LA7JOE: [[As they walk through the streets they see all kinds of things]]
LA7JOE: [[To the left they spot a man, his arm hanging off because of
repairs]]
LA7JOE: [[Another man is missing an eye, repairs being done as well]]
KrackWeazel: damn he is busy::walks to a little catalog book::
LA7JOE: [[Another person has his back split open, cybernetic implants being
placed inside of him]]
LA7JOE: o.O
LA7JOE: This is nasty...
KrackWeazel: bah you have a weak stomach
LA7JOE: I think I'll keep my original body
KrackWeazel: watching you and phil eat not that is nasty
LA7JOE: Bah
KrackWeazel: now*
LA7JOE: [[A few men walk over to Edge, looking him over]]
LA7JOE: [[They are younger boys, no older than 13]]
KrackWeazel: Leave him alone or you answer to me got it
bmancarder: Aye, can I help you with something?
KrackWeazel: ::flips through a few more pages::
LA7JOE: Boy: :::Looks at Weazel then back at edge:::
LA7JOE: B: You's a weird now
SlrMeteor: ((Hey))
LA7JOE: ((yo))
KrackWeazel: ::goes to the counter::
LA7JOE: ((We're in Technico))
LA7JOE: B: You's all skin n bones
KrackWeazel: hey little service in here
LA7JOE: B: Ya smell funny too ne?
bmancarder: You are not too normal yourself
KrackWeazel: come on frequent customer here
LA7JOE: [[A man walks over to Weazel]]
KrackWeazel: jeeze act like you dun know me
LA7JOE: B: Me's a normal!! :::Holds up robotic hand::: Tis common here!!
LA7JOE: Man: Hey, Weazel how ya doin pal!!
bmancarder: hrrmph. T'is unnaturual
LA7JOE: B: Look at dis hand, craftsmanship ya hear!!
LA7JOE: B: You's just plan and smelly
KrackWeazel: good look you got this battle armor in stock and these Engine
wings?::points to the catalog::
OnlineHost: *** You are in "Forsaken SIM". ***
KrackWeazel: ::looks to the Kid:: look kid shut up
bmancarder: You are an abomination
LA7JOE: M: Course we've got it!
bmancarder: (GAH! YELLOW!)
KrackWeazel: good need it now::slides him his cash card::
LA7JOE: B: :::looks at Edge more:::
KrackWeazel: ((AHHHHHHH BRIGHT!!!))
OnlineHost: *** You are in "Forsaken SIM". ***
SlrMeteor: ((*Snore*))
LA7JOE: B: You's a weirdo!!
bmancarder: ::snort:: Be gone
LA7JOE: [[Phil is also in the store with everyone else, standing next to
Joe]]
LA7JOE: B: Weirdo!! :::flicks his skin:::
KrackWeazel: look kid I already told him leave him alone
bmancarder: ::growls softly::
KrackWeazel: ((first him= you))
LA7JOE: B: Bug out, will ya! :::Looks at Weazel::: I never seen a thing like
dis before!!
KrackWeazel: ::picks up the kid by his throat::
LA7JOE: B: GAHYAA!!!!!
LA7JOE: B: GET OFFA ME YA CRAZED LOON!!
KrackWeazel: listen here, I don't like you now so leave my friend alone or
he is gunna rip you apart
KrackWeazel: ::slams him into a wall::
KrackWeazel: got it
KrackWeazel: ::eye's flash red::
LA7JOE: B: GEEEYAAAA!! :::runs off::: Bolt Brained Lunatic!!!!!
SlrMeteor: ::Quielty:: You shouldn't star commotions like that, Weazel...
SlrMeteor: start*
bmancarder: ::smirks::
KrackWeazel: people need to learn respect
LA7JOE: It's all about respect
KrackWeazel: ::walks back to the counter:: so can we get started?
SlrMeteor: He was a kid...
LA7JOE: M: Yes, follow me
KrackWeazel: cool
KrackWeazel: ::follows the guy::
bmancarder: The youth today....::shakes his head::
LA7JOE: M: This shouldn't take too long
KrackWeazel: good
LA7JOE: :::SIts on a stool:::
bmancarder: We could never get away with such deeds in my tribe
LA7JOE: I guess we gotta wait guys
LA7JOE: I didn't have a tribe
LA7JOE: Just a crazy family
SlrMeteor: ::Yawns and sits down sleepily::
LA7JOE: How about you Edge
LA7JOE: You have any brothers or sisters?
bmancarder: Quite a few
LA7JOE: I see, well a big family is always nice
LA7JOE: :::Looks at Phil::: What about you?
SlrMeteor: I have a... sister.
bmancarder: ::sighs:: I miss a few of my litter mates
LA7JOE: Jocelyn right?
SlrMeteor: ::nod::
LA7JOE: :::looks at Edge::: I miss my brother
LA7JOE: But apparently he's here...
LA7JOE: Don't worry Phil, we'll wake her up
OnlineHost: *** You are in "Forsaken SIM". ***
LA7JOE: We'll give it our best
bmancarder: Hey Joe.....Do you have a mate?
LA7JOE: A mate?
LA7JOE: o.O
LA7JOE: Do you mean a girlfriend?
LA7JOE: :::folds arms:::
LA7JOE: [[Another boy makes his way towards Edge]]
LA7JOE: [[He looks at him but then walks to Phil]]
LA7JOE: B: Hey, who are you?!
bmancarder: Aye, I think so
LA7JOE: B: :::sniffs phil:::
bmancarder: (Sorry about that)
LA7JOE: Nah, I'm all single buddy
LA7JOE: ((its all good))
SlrMeteor: ::Yawns:: *mumble* dun like this city... ::Glances at the boy::
...
LA7JOE: B: YOu's a smell!!
SlrMeteor: I'm a what?
LA7JOE: B: Yous a smell!!
SlrMeteor: I have a smell.... well yeah so do you.
LA7JOE: B: Smells like one o them mage things the older guys be talkin bout!
bmancarder: I dont know if I'll ever have a mate
LA7JOE: Why's that?
LA7JOE: B: :::grabs him arm and sniffs it:::
LA7JOE: B: smelly!!!
bmancarder: If I die on my quest...well....I'll be dead
LA7JOE: B: :::pokes Phil with robotic hand::: Skinny too ne!!
bmancarder: If I fail, I do not deserve a mate
LA7JOE: :::shakes head::: Don't think taht way Edge
SlrMeteor: you don't just grab people without asking! ::Pulls away:: And
don't poke me...
bmancarder: One second Joe
LA7JOE: B: Yer skinny and weak!!
LA7JOE: B: Smelly foo!!!
bmancarder: ::walks up behind the kid and growls like a wolf::
SlrMeteor: ...Oooh get away from me, twerp, before you get hurt
LA7JOE: B: GEEYAHH!!!!!
LA7JOE: B: ::TUrns around:::
bmancarder: ::shows his fangs::
LA7JOE: B: AHHHHH!! MONSTER!!!!!
LA7JOE: B: :::Runs away looking at Edge still:::
LA7JOE: *SMACK!!**
bmancarder: ::grins, his fangs going away::
LA7JOE: [[The boy runs right into the door, and falls backwards out cold]]
LA7JOE: :::Shakes head::: Oyy
SlrMeteor: ::Grumble:: If I weren't surrounded by techies...
LA7JOE: [[Finally Weazel comes out]]
bmancarder: ::chuckles::
LA7JOE: Ah, there he is
bmancarder: ::walks back to Joe:: Its just part of the deal
LA7JOE: The deal?
KrackWeazel: ::walks out blue armor over him, a large canon on his left hand
and bright yellow wings::
bmancarder: Aye.
LA7JOE: Man that sucks
KrackWeazel: ::looks at them::
KrackWeazel: heh heh heh
LA7JOE: :::Looks at Weazel::: Holy crap...
bmancarder: ......wow
KrackWeazel: ::wings fold in::
SlrMeteor: You looks so tacky.... Blue and yellow clash. ::Smirks::
KrackWeazel: ::armor shrinks and slips into his skin::
LA7JOE: THat's awesome
KrackWeazel: ::fun folds down into arm::
bmancarder: I am impresse
bmancarder: impressed*
LA7JOE: Yer the shiznit now :::laughs:::
KrackWeazel: battle armor
bmancarder: The...what?
LA7JOE: meh...-_-
KrackWeazel: and a faster engine on the wings
LA7JOE: Forget it Edge justttttt forget it :::laughs again:::
KrackWeazel: now lets go visit the junkies
bmancarder: How can I forget what I never knew?
KrackWeazel: ::helmet folds back::
LA7JOE: :::smacks head:::
LA7JOE: :::pats Edge on the back::: Come on Middle Ages boy
bmancarder: I fear I shall never understand you humans
LA7JOE: That I'm gonna have to agree with
LA7JOE: :::exits the shop:::
bmancarder: ::leaves::
LA7JOE: [[As they exit the shop the team hears a slight rumbling]]
KrackWeazel: ::looks around::
LA7JOE: [[IT grows louder and closer until finally something lands before
them in the distance]]
KrackWeazel: ::looks at it::
LA7JOE: [[It flies closer as they see it's ERZ]]
KrackWeazel: bout time he shows up
LA7JOE: Hey ERZ, where were you?
LA7JOE: [[ERZ say's nothing, as the team finally notices his eyes]]
LA7JOE: [[They are now red...]]
LA7JOE: ERZ?
KrackWeazel: what the hell is your problem
bmancarder: I have a bad feeling
LA7JOE: Hey uhh...ERZ?
JOESLAG: Mission Objectives: Seek and destroy
LA7JOE: o.O
SlrMeteor: ::Takes a step back::
KrackWeazel: now that I don't like
LA7JOE: Well shit...
SlrMeteor: This can't be good...
KrackWeazel: ::armor unfolds and conects together on his body::
bmancarder: Weazel, you are the most technology inclined of us. Figure out
how to shut him off
KrackWeazel: ::helmet slides over his face::
bmancarder: We don't want to hurt him
JOESLAG: SEEK....:::powers up, sparking violently:::: and DESTROY!!!
LA7JOE: Yeah Weazel...
KrackWeazel: find the plug
LA7JOE: Ah shit!!
bmancarder: ::draws the Blade::
KrackWeazel: ::arm canon comes out::
LA7JOE: :::takes out sword:::
KrackWeazel: ::runs a small search over his body looking for a power
supply::
LA7JOE: I've got one of those feelings...
JOESLAG: ::Fires missles annd bombs::
LA7JOE: Aww hell!!
KrackWeazel: SHIT
SlrMeteor: Crud!! Balust Wall!!
LA7JOE: :::charges out of the way:::
bmancarder: ::jumps at a building, and kicks off it::
KrackWeazel: ::fires canon at a few missles::
JOESLAG: ::Laser Fires::
SlrMeteor: ::Holds up staff formin a shield::
bmancarder: ::flies over the missles::
KrackWeazel: ::flips back::
LA7JOE: :::holds Sword outward, a shield forming:::
JOESLAG: ::Heat seeking misslesLL
LA7JOE: Oh crap!!
KrackWeazel: thats it your getting a hole in you
bmancarder: Wave slash!
LA7JOE: This is none stop!!
bmancarder: ::energy wave hits teh heat seekers::
KrackWeazel: ::sholder canon comes up::
JOESLAG: ::Fires Anti Gravity Bombs::
KrackWeazel: ::powers both his arm and his shoulder canon::
JOESLAG: ::Thousands of GranadesLL
LA7JOE: There's two ways to stop him...shut him down or take him down!
LA7JOE: AHH!!
KrackWeazel: ::fires both of them::
LA7JOE: He's a war machine!!
JOESLAG: ::Starts fireing machine guns::
bmancarder: ::gets caught in a blast and files back::
SlrMeteor: Let's shut him down!! But how Joe!! Hurry my shield is weakening
FAST
LA7JOE: I don't...know
JOESLAG: ::brings up force field::
KrackWeazel: ::few bullets bounce off of his armor::
SlrMeteor: Maybe there's something likr... on the back of his neck?
LA7JOE: Crap...
LA7JOE: :::Runs towards ERZ:::
JOESLAG: ::Aims Matrix bomb::
LA7JOE: Break the force field Phil!!
JOESLAG: ::Fires it::
bmancarder: ::gets to his feet and climbs up a building::
LA7JOE: What the...hell is that?!
SlrMeteor: His!? I don't know if I can!
KrackWeazel: ::powers both canons again full power as his wings unfol and
take him into the air::
LA7JOE: :::Gets caught int he blast flyign back:::
JOESLAG: ::Grabs Weastle and throws him::
SlrMeteor: ::Holds up his staff, Edge glowing white:: Okay...
JOESLAG: ::Breaks staff::
LA7JOE: :::Gets up weakly:::
bmancarder: ::gets to the top and leaps to another roof::
KrackWeazel: ::gains control right before hiting a wall::
SlrMeteor: Force Shatter! ::Sends his debarrier spell at the shield::
JOESLAG: ::Does a sonic bomb::
KrackWeazel: ::fires both canons fully charged::
LA7JOE: :::jumps into the air:::
bmancarder: ::stands near the edge, looking for a weak point::
LA7JOE: [[Weazels Cannons knock ERZ back a little bit]]
KrackWeazel: hmmmm nice shield
LA7JOE: [[It rattles him a little bit, his defenses lowing slightly]]
KrackWeazel: ::both canon folds back::
JOESLAG: ::Brings out Knock out gas::
JOESLAG: ::And fires it all over the team::
bmancarder: ::still up on the roof, safe from the gas::
KrackWeazel: doesn't work on those who don't breath buddy
LA7JOE: :::jumps awy fromt he gas:::
JOESLAG: ::Grabs Joe by the neck:
LA7JOE: ERZ!!
LA7JOE: UGH!!
KrackWeazel: ::flies strait at ERZ::
LA7JOE: :::Holds sword tighthly:::
JOESLAG: ::And Fires Machine guns at him::
LA7JOE: GET...
LA7JOE: OFF...
LA7JOE: :::Sword glows brightly:::
LA7JOE: NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JOESLAG: ::Punchs him in the head::
LA7JOE: [[Joe's sword beams brightly knocking the shit out of ERZ as he hits
Joe]]
LA7JOE: [[They both fly in their own direction]]
KrackWeazel: ::gets smacked by ERZ as he flies back::
KrackWeazel: ::flips off into a wall::
SlrMeteor: ::Scampers up a few feet from ERZ::
JOESLAG: ::Brings out a bomb detinator and pushes butoon::
LA7JOE: [[Phil reaches ERZ]]
SlrMeteor: ::Holds a glowing pin:: Shadow SNAP!! ::Tosses the pin and it
smacks into the center of ERZ's shadow::
JOESLAG: ::Fires million of Heat seeking missles and Electronic things::
LA7JOE: [[Phil successfully shuts down ERZ!!]]
KrackWeazel: ::turns on his engines afterburnor to full blast drawing all
the heat seakers::
LA7JOE: :::looks up weakly:::
LA7JOE: Holy...mother...of....crap...
KrackWeazel: ::flies strait up the missles chasing him::
bmancarder: Hmmm Energy SLASH!
bmancarder: ::his enegry wave takes out the missles::
KrackWeazel: ::flies strait at ERZ now missles still following::
SlrMeteor: ::Breathes heavy trying to catch his breath:: That was....
tough...
KrackWeazel: ::watches them be destroyed::
KrackWeazel: scratch that idea
LA7JOE: [[ERZ rests on the ground, now turned off]]
bmancarder: ::drops to the ground like it was just a couple of feet::
KrackWeazel: ::slowly descends now hovering over ERZ::
LA7JOE: :::sits up weakly:::
LA7JOE: :::Sheathes sword::
LA7JOE: Anyone get the number of that...bus...
bmancarder: I think it would be a bad idea to make ERZ mad
KrackWeazel: ::the vents on his back open and a large ball of smoke releases
and a hissing sound is heard::
LA7JOE: I very much agree...
SlrMeteor: ::Falls backwards, exhausted:: Whoa...
bmancarder: Someone reprogramed
bmancarder: him
LA7JOE: Yes...
bmancarder: Right?
LA7JOE: That has to be it
KrackWeazel: ::lands on the ground::
LA7JOE: Something made him go insane...he left us and now he turned into a
monster
LA7JOE: Weazel, can you reprogram him?
KrackWeazel: ::plugs into ERZ::lets find out shal we
SlrMeteor: Someone you should say...
KrackWeazel: ::eyes go black as he merges into ERZ's mainframe::
LA7JOE: :::limps over to Weazel, watching:::
SlrMeteor: ::Stands up:: Well... while you're doing this I"m gunna go back
in to town... does somebody want to come?
LA7JOE: I think I"ll wait here...
LA7JOE: I want to see what happned to him
bmancarder: I shall accompany you, Phil. If you like
SlrMeteor: After that... I definately need some food or something... maybe
I'll buy new clothes... these a dirty, smelly and torn...
LA7JOE: [[Weazel begins to see things]]
SlrMeteor: Okay Edge. ::Turns:: Let's be off then... you can be my
bodyguard if Techies bother me.
LA7JOE: [[Shifting in and out of ERZ's mind]]
bmancarder: Sounds good
KrackWeazel: ::slowly taking it all in::
SlrMeteor: ::Walks off in to the town::
LA7JOE: [[Before Phil and Edge walk away they spot Weazel fly back his head
sparking gently]]
LA7JOE: What the?!
bmancarder: Weazel?
SlrMeteor: ((X that))
SlrMeteor: Huh?
KrackWeazel: ::rubs head::
KrackWeazel: owwwwww
KrackWeazel: damn a mind is a terrible thing for him to have
KrackWeazel: ::gets up cords going back into his temple::
LA7JOE: What happened??
SlrMeteor: What kind of memories does a robot have?
bmancarder: Are you ok?
KrackWeazel: well know who did the dirty deed
LA7JOE: Who?
KrackWeazel: there was 2 people
LA7JOE: Two people...
KrackWeazel: Joe's brother and another
LA7JOE: Nick?
KrackWeazel: couldn't make him out all to well
LA7JOE: Argh...:::Clenches fists::: What the hell
LA7JOE: :::Looks back to ERZ:::
SlrMeteor: As long as it was a him... at least she's staying out of techie
troubles.
LA7JOE: Damn it, well wake him up Weazel
LA7JOE: Did you reprogram him?
KrackWeazel: think so
LA7JOE: Then wake him up
KrackWeazel: ::walks over to ERZ and turns him on::((not in any sick
way!!!))
LA7JOE: ((ewwwww))
SlrMeteor: ((Yer sicko))
JOESLAG: Where where am I what what happend
LA7JOE: You don't remember anything?
OnlineHost: *** You are in "Forsaken SIM". ***
LA7JOE: :::looks at ERZ:::
JOESLAG: the last thing I know was flying you to Techno
JOESLAG: and blanked out
LA7JOE: Oh damn it
LA7JOE: :::Sighs:::
bmancarder: ::looks around:: Did some nice damage to Technico
KrackWeazel: ::looks around:: yep
KrackWeazel: nice
KrackWeazel: well I still have a score to settle with those damn junkies
LA7JOE: sure did
JOESLAG: I think we should find what we need and get the hell out of here
LA7JOE: Yes
LA7JOE: Let's move
bmancarder: And because you do, friend Weazel, I do as well
KrackWeazel: I think we should go whoop some junkie ass
JOESLAG: cause now they know were here and are coming
JOESLAG: with something bad
JOESLAG: My sensors are picking it up
LA7JOE: Then let's go now
JOESLAG: No these guys are tougher than me
KrackWeazel: ::vents close and his arm canon comes back up::
JOESLAG: Want a a lift?
LA7JOE: :::Nods to ERZ:::
KrackWeazel: he he new engines lets roll edge
KrackWeazel: ::wings expand::
JOESLAG: ::picks joe up::
KrackWeazel: ::the glow bright::
bmancarder: ::lifts his arms::
KrackWeazel: ::picks up Edge under his arms::
bmancarder: Show some speed, Weazel
KrackWeazel: where to::hovers into the air::
SlrMeteor: Oh... we're going... :Takes off::
SlrMeteor: now where to?
JOESLAG: See that tower over there
KrackWeazel: ok
LA7JOE: [[The team looks forward and see one huge building]]
KrackWeazel: ::engines charge up::
LA7JOE: [[The biggest building in Technico]]
JOESLAG: we go there ::And flys towards it::
LA7JOE: :::Nods:::
KrackWeazel: ::flies full speed towards it Sending a sonic boom through the
area::
bmancarder: AWWWOOOOOOW!!!!!!!
LA7JOE: WEEEEEEHOOOOOOOO!!!!!
JOESLAG: ::Goes to warp speed and enters the tower::
SlrMeteor: Idiots... ::Speeds after them::
KrackWeazel: ((warp speed???))
LA7JOE: ((Easy there Joe heh))
LA7JOE: ((We're not in that much of a rush LoL))
JOESLAG: ((Heh))
LA7JOE: ((:P))
JOESLAG: ((Oh look a clam))
KrackWeazel: ((you would kinda smash through it I think LoL))
LA7JOE: ((brb one sec))
LA7JOE: ((must finish watching this cool segment))
bmancarder: (Lets just end)
KrackWeazel: ((yeah might as well))
LA7JOE: ((yeah true))
LA7JOE: [[The team starts to fly towards the huge building]]
LA7JOE: [[Knowing now that soon they will find answers and the truth but the
question is, are they ready for it??]]
LA7JOE: ~~End SIM~~
SlrMeteor: ~~~End Sim!~~~
SlrMeteor: Crud...
bmancarder: dang it
SlrMeteor: Heh heh