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Post by Dark Templar on Apr 27, 2014 16:09:58 GMT
Flippy nodded as he pulled open the door to the jeep, and he got into the vehicle. "Kirsten, I know it's typically rude to ask people questions about their personal life. However, what do you do for a living, if you don't mind me asking?" Flippy inquired, of course he already had guessed something along the lines of an assassin, or a soldier. However based on the girls uniform, it was likely just some sort of assassin.
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Post by Tenshi on Apr 28, 2014 8:40:07 GMT
From his spot in the tree he herd the stranger calling him out. with an unseen smirk he primed a flash bang and said "who's playing " he quickly lobed it at the man and jumped down to the ground and activated his mimic ability turning into the other stranger.(garth)
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Post by SeizedChief on Apr 28, 2014 19:42:44 GMT
Garen saw the grenade thrown at him, but didn't have a chance to react. He fell from the tree branch, landing on his side. When his vision cleared and his ears stopped ringing he pulled him self up, seeing the man he had talked to before. Garen was immediately suspicious. One because that guy had just walked off, and two because he seemed to appear from nowhere. This is trap, isn't it... "That is either a clever disguise, or I am a fool." He said. Garen brought his saber up into a defensive stance, and tried staring down the man.
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Post by Kutie Elsa on May 1, 2014 23:44:14 GMT
"well flippy, you look like something right out of the Vietnam war. But you must know the answer, The Laughing Coffin are a Private military with two branches. We have the Military branch that is active duty in Afghanistan. while the other branch are hitmen and contractors. I prefer to call my self a Contractor... I've held all sorts of jobs like killing important people, to protecting another." She said to him.
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Post by Dark Templar on May 2, 2014 0:17:05 GMT
Flippy gave a slight shake of his head at the mention of Vietnam, "Don't bring that up please." He said, a hint of aggression to his tone oddly enough. There was no noticeable changes with him however, however soon enough he was back to rubbing his forehead in pain.
"[ Ohhhhh, how cute, my little bitch is crying about his dead squad mates again?]" Fliqpy taunted, a slight hint of glee in his voice. However at the same time, there seemed to be a minor twinge of sadness at the memory. "[ Chin up, fucker! You're in front of a damn lady, and you're crying? Why not let the real man of us both, handle this? You sad, excuse for a fucking a soldier, it's a disgrace to see you in the uniform.]"
"Shut up dammit, for one second...." Flippy muttered under his breath, before looking back up at the windshield. It was stressful enough to deal with Fliqpy, that much was true, however he still took the insults to heart, and tried to keep his chin up. As instructed by the other part of his brain.
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Post by Kutie Elsa on May 2, 2014 1:39:27 GMT
“Fine I won’t?” She looked over at him with a raised eye brow. The vehicle was moving slowly in woods and came across the group again, only it was smaller… A fight was broken out and two others were just standing around. The Jeep pulled up into the clearing where they were.
“Hey, who wants to be productive and find some damn road!” She had said after opening her door and stood on the nerf bar.
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Post by Dark Templar on May 2, 2014 1:53:55 GMT
In all this, the German commander, Francis stood stunned. Having to back up several feet, to avoid injure, it was easy to tell he was actually scared. Based on how quickly he had drawn his MP40, in case he needed to protect himself. However when the jeep rolled up he simply ran towards it, "Please, leave ze mad ones behind, they have gone, verdammt verrückt!" He pleaded, it was interesting to see such a proud, and strong commander acting like this. Since he never acted like this, of course with blue swords swinging around, and other odd things. It was a surprise the WW2 soldier wasn't passed out.
"Are you alright?" Flippy asked quickly, a more concerned look on his face. It was only lucky that he had missed the fight, had he heard the gunshot, it likely would have been enough to set him off pretty quickly.
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Post by Kutie Elsa on May 2, 2014 2:16:14 GMT
“Hey, ummm just jump in the Jeep and calm the fuck down. I am just as shocked as you, only I don’t show it to everyone and his mother. Emotions show weakness. So you can cry all you want in the back where only I and flippy can see you.” She said the Nazi. Kirsten pulled out her cell phone attempting to get signal.
“Hmmmm seems like it is working,” She ducted down and sat in the driver seat of the Commander and turned on its satellite radio and GPS. “See this,” She leaned back looking at the German, “This is the early 21st century. Doesn't look all that impressive does it?”
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Post by Dark Templar on May 2, 2014 2:25:16 GMT
"Vat is that? A map that isn't made out of paper?" Francis asked curiously, as he got into the back of the jeep. The commander refused to cry, however it was easy to tell he was quite shaken by the ordeal. "Wait...21st century, last I remember, it vas, 1944." He said with a more confused look now. "So Hitler is still Fueher, or is he dead?"
"Last I remember, Hitler was dead. Suicide if my memory serves me well." Flippy commented from the front seat, his look seemed a little more concerned now. After all, seeing combat wasn't something the he dealt with well, after his experiences in such matters.
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Post by Kutie Elsa on May 2, 2014 3:06:34 GMT
"Oh yeah the Nazi regime got creamed in the final year. I could sit back and explain many faults Hilter had in his plans that lead to the NAzi down fall. However I will spare you the story. Instead lets just try to find some road. If these idiots want to continue fighting, then so be it." The jeep was thrown in reverse and she drove it into a creek bed. The creek was more like a small river, the water running half way up the wheels, just touching the bottom of the jeep. Some areas the water splashed up to the tp of the bumper, but that wasn't going to stop her and her Jeep. "Civilization will find us soon so long as we stick to this water way."
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Post by Tenshi on May 2, 2014 3:37:26 GMT
"So it seems my hiding is useless looks like you win this one" vector said as he shifted back to normal "now that you have one the question is what now?"
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Post by spartaneternal on May 2, 2014 16:35:18 GMT
Jason comes sprinting and stops next to jeep taking a breath. " Man guys I'm a super solder not a cheetah." Jason's stares around at the small group. "God more people.
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Post by Dark Templar on May 2, 2014 18:39:23 GMT
"Oh good, he is dead finally, never liked ze fueher. Quite ze horrible man, got vat was coming to him, thankfully." Francis replied from the back seat, finally his shaking had subsided, and he had set his MP40 next to him, rather than holding it so tightly.
Flippy gave a sigh as he finally leaned back in his chair, "Great, so it's 2015, all my friends are old, or dead by now....since it was only the late 60's last I remembered. So what's changed in the last forty some odd years, Kirsten?"
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Post by Kutie Elsa on May 2, 2014 23:07:12 GMT
"Technologically we are far supierior than 60 years ago. Warfare has changed significantly. The use of air force is prominent and tanks are only there for show now. A lot of warefare is done via the internet to expose opponents secrets to the world. Nuclear energy is making a rise but so are nuclear countries. North korea and Iran have been trying to develope nukes." She continued on talking about the U.S. war in the middle east and the events of Russia and china. She kept her eyes on the terrain ahead keeping the jeep straight as it crawled along the river bed and in the water. It wasn't moving fast, roughly 10 mph if that.
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Post by spartaneternal on May 2, 2014 23:55:32 GMT
"In a different realm parallel to the one everyone is in." A crossroads two roads converging, fog all around the spot. A sign stands at one of the corners of the crossroads it has four arrows pointing in the four different road directions. the signs read as follows, Here, There, Somewhere, Everywhere. A shadowy figure leans against the pole, and an eerie whistling tone seems to float about the area. Malice gives a grin and says to himself, "A Visitor." Malice currently appears human, no long nails, pale skin, red eyes or horns. Garth finds himself wandering through a thick dog all of a sudden before coming up on the crossroads.
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