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Post by elizar on Jan 4, 2007 19:07:32 GMT -5
((OOC: EV, I just noticed now that Joltsen and Sapphire group and Ebony and Kamui group are far far away from each other, one at Hurricane Ridge, while the other is at the track. Should we ignore the talk about Kamui'sepisodes, or the subject came up, though I dont think Joltsen witnessed the earlier episode.))
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 4, 2007 19:11:29 GMT -5
(((((OOC: It might be possible that Ebony and Kamui were just coming back to the stadium and Kamui just then and there had an episode. But Sapphire might've mentioned it for some reason just to point out how well she knows Kamui.)))))
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Jan 4, 2007 19:30:56 GMT -5
(OOC; How about after Sapphire mentions it, Kamui, Ebony and crew show up?)
"Look for someone hiding pain or hiding what they were doing just now. First thing's first, let's see who's here and who isn't. I see Sapphire, Joltsen, Lightening way over in the distance, that Eddie guy, Anastasia, Slick, Boost, Phoenix, you, and some of the other regulars," said Kamui.
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 4, 2007 19:37:19 GMT -5
"Okay, that's easy enough," said Ebony, "It would be like how I'm able to sense fear, anger, or other such emotion from someone else."
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Post by elizar on Jan 4, 2007 19:40:04 GMT -5
((Note: Joltsen is in his trailer calling his agent in case you missed that, found it strange for Kamui to spot him.))
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Jan 4, 2007 20:17:23 GMT -5
(OOC: Not to say Kamui didn't see him BEFORE he went to his trailer.... ^^;; Okay... I'm trying to cover up a big mistake on my part! XD )
"Alright... well... let's start off with Lightening. He might not look entirly like the suspcious type, but you never know," said Kamui indicating Lightening's pit.
(OOC: Uh-oh! A Kamui-Lightening confrontation! XD )
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 4, 2007 20:27:40 GMT -5
"Lightning?" Ebony raised and eyeshade, "Well, okay, but I'm not sure if he'll appreciate anybody nosing around nearby. And I need a safe place to put the twins while I do this. I don't want them to get hurt."
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Post by fierano on Jan 4, 2007 21:57:46 GMT -5
((Pardon my French, but I keep thinking that El Bandito sounds exactly like Fat Bastard.))
"It looks like our electronics will need some time to repair, Glimmer."
Jens already looked like he'd given up on resisting entirely. Finding out that the voice was Scottish than Irish didn't help one bit. "Just...make it stop..." he whimpered...
"Unfortunately, your press conference is nearing quickly, so we'll have to resort to the formula."
"The...wha?" Glimmer had never heard of the formula, but he was about to find out how it worked.
A single robotic arm with what appeared to be an unusually large syringe filled with blue liquid emerged out of the walls.
"What...the..." Joltsen was more curious than afraid. A syringe looked a lot less painful than what he'd seen operating on him earlier. But if it'll help drown out this singing...
"Don't worry, Jens. This won't hurt...too much..."
The syringe whirred toward the area of a critical valve...and jabbed through the sheet metal into it. Glimmer winced violently, but that changed as the liquid began squeezing through into his valves...then it felt...cold. Very, very cold...
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Jan 4, 2007 22:23:44 GMT -5
(OOC: LOL! XD You know.... that never occured to me that El Bandito was like that.... anyways, I'm going to be a little slow for a while. I'm busy on some artwork. ^^;; )
El Bandito paused mid-song. He noted the syringe and then the fact that he might have also been effecting the electronics again.
<<Uhiii.... I did it 'gain.>> El Bandito muttered.
He quickly concentraited and withdrew the energy that he had floating around and put it back in to himself. It looked like he had WAY more haunting to do later. Right now, he'd lure everyone in to a false sense of security before he spoke up again.
(OOC: Fierano? How long are you going to make this last?)
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Kamui paused.
"How about my trailer? If Slick watches them, they should be alright," said Kamui.
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by fierano on Jan 4, 2007 22:49:19 GMT -5
((The "formula" is the last-ditch. He'll be a robot before you know it.  )) The resulting feeling from the "formula" was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. It was ice cold, as cold or colder than the voice that could freeze anti-freeze. Yet it also felt like it was cleansing - no, purging - unwanted pollutants by freezing them and then shattering them into fine granules before letting them out the exhaust end as he revved his engine. All unnecessary emotion...gone...Within the span of a few minutes, it was over, and Jens felt...well...he didn't. He was alive and conscious, and that he and his managers knew. But one could tell by that familiar look on his fascia that the formula was a success. Even if the last thing he thought before snapping back into order was... Blixten...MY Blixten..."I didn't think we'd have to use it. Be careful with yourself, it took us a while to synthesize that stuff, and we hope you don't have to use it again." "Yes, sir." One could smell the unwavering loyalty from that breath. "So. Let's run through it. What do you want?" "To WIN." "How will you win?" "By any means necessary." "Will you play dirty?" "Yes, but I'll keep it clean." "Good, good. And what are you striving to win?" "The biggest victory of all." "Hmm...not exactly what we had in mind, but that might be a side effect. Still, we think you're ready." The lights went off in the lab, leaving Jens in darkness for a few seconds. Then a garage door opened, revealing a lighted hallway. "Now. The press conference will be held in an hour. Barnes will be there soon, and try to sound sincere." "Yes, sir." The one thing his managers didn't know was that Jens was aiming to win two trophies, and one of them he'd seize by force... |
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Jan 4, 2007 22:57:30 GMT -5
El Bandito followed keeping pace. Oh! He was going to make a HUGE mess out of that press conference! There was a mischevious grin on his face.
If that's the game you're going to play.... you shouldn't be playing it with the DEAD, lad! The dead always wins in the end....
(OOC: I'm thinking of that scene from Bruce Almighty where he takes control over that other reporter and gets him to say/do silly things on the air. XD LOL! )
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 4, 2007 23:00:52 GMT -5
Ebony nodded, smiling, "I think that works. I trust Slick enough to look after the twins."
"You can count on me, Ebony," Slick said, pulling up.
(((((OOC: Going to bed now. Very sleepy. Feel free to puppet. See you sometime tomorrow. Goodnight.)))))
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Post by fierano on Jan 4, 2007 23:09:01 GMT -5
((Maybe Lightning could be nearby and... XD Nothing too obscene though. u.=.U; Because maybe we could save the surprise for afterward, when nobody's expecting it. Then they'd all be like ZOMFGWTF and all.))
As Glimmer made his way down the tunnel he raised an eyevisor, as apparently the ghost-Scot's voice had not been purged like his emotions were. Then again, he could've stayed just to provide reverse-psychological moral support.
The dead always win? Well, I've died once before...
In the meantime, Barnes was awoken by a sudden message from Jens' managers. Without another word, his engine rumbled to life and within seconds, he and his trailer were already on their way out. As he left he took chance to notice a single car on the track, racing his heart out with nobody else around to (care to) watch. A deep red car, with what appeared to be a number in the 80s.
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Jan 4, 2007 23:19:32 GMT -5
<<DAT DOEZN' COU'NT, LAD! Yeh 'ave ta be DEAD an' do DEAD stuffz loike I kin do. An' YEH dun' qualifeh, lad! Yer still livin', lad.>> said El Bandito.
He sighed.
<<I'm dead an' NOT sum wonkeh voice in yer min'd. Yeh kin NOT be gettin' ri'd ov me wit drugz!>> said El Bandito.
~Kamui.EXE
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Post by fierano on Jan 4, 2007 23:27:40 GMT -5
If Glimmer could still currently feel emotion, he would have snerked at the fact that there really was a light at the end of the tunnel he was in, amidst all this discussion of death. At the other side of that light was the pharmaceutical facility's service driveway, of course. Barnes wouldn't be there for another few minutes.
You know what? I think it'll be fun having you around. Imagine you giving me the support needed to win. Besides, I think you'd mean I'm undead.
Meanwhile, back at Palm Mile's press area, a small group of reporters had started gathering for what they had expected to be a statement and public apology on alleged racism by a new racer on another rookie. A few of them were there grudgingly, as Chick's treatment of said rookie was reported to have been much worse, though the destroyed trailer and subsequent hospitalization could be considered karma.
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