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Uh, I think its more like ... "Yes, he's an idiot, but he's our idiot. We have to deal with him because if we dont, then chances of any of us seeing another birthday is probably slim and none."

"Come." She's busy tapping away at the computer, mumbling something about connections. "There must be some reason. Chaos is a personification of an aspect of reality. Chaos of course is nothing more than unfettered change. Which means, he believes we are stagnating in some fashion. If I can...

Actually, I don't recall myself. Just remember that song from when I was young(er).

"And we feel fine!" Kudos if you know the name of the artist.

NAME: Timothy Andrew Withers AGE: 16 DOB: December 31, 1999, 11:56 PM RACE: American SEX: Male HEIGHT: 5'3" WEIGHT: 120 HAIR: Light Brown EYE: Green TYPE: Telekinetic Martial Artist ORIGIN: Mutant POWER LEVEL: 9 POWER POINTS: 144 COMPLICATIONS: Dark Past, Near Suicidal HERO POINTS: 2 / 2...

Hey, where is the rogue's gallery for OUR game? I hunted, and there are two pages, but I can't see our game listed. Unless its nested under another thread.

"Idiots! All of them!" She snarled as she walked, somehow keeping momentum despite lack of skill. Finally, without even being aware of it, she found herself back in Aya's room. She slumped down on the bed, "Chaos ... I have to admit, you've got a warped sense of humor. But your timing sucks...

She shrugged it off, "Who here wouldnt be seriously handicapped in this fight? Sometimes you have to adapt to being handicapped. Sometimes you get a bum hand. Sometimes you don't have a choice. Like me." She pointed to herself, "I had to adapt to being in a wheelchair for the better part of...

He smirks, "Nah, negotiations arent over. Until all methods to persuade the other side are exausted, negotiations will continue. We're just using different tools to negotiate with." He spins his lance, the wrappings unraveling, and quickly wrapping his hand, "Let's hit the table and show them...

She sighed at all the comments made by everyone, some were attacks, some were complaints, some were smart. It was time to get them to agree to move past any BS and agree on the things they could agree on. "Ok, we have a bad situation, that's rather obvious. Legacy has a mission to accomplish...

Tim/Aya nodded at all of what Ryan/Anika said, "The faith issue was brought about by mister insensitive here." She points at Ryan/Anika, "I had SARAH send a message to Timothy ... err, whoever is in Timothy's body, to come here as well."

Cassie/Ryan, Ryan/Anika, Tim/Aya, Star and Jun Min, are currently in Mark's room. All the others seem to have congregated in Kal's room. I think I've got it right.

Aya/Tim shrugs at her question, "Besides the fact that many of us, numbers unknown as of the present time, have had our minds transplanted into someone else's body? No emergency whatsoever. You can probably thank Chaos for this event, he's the only one with this kind of warped humor."

Aya/Tim nodded, "I know what you mean. If it wasnt for the fact my body heals quickly, I'd be scared out of my mind over whoever has it at the moment. I feel even more useless than normal. I don't even know what Aya is capable of." She glares at Ryan, "Ryan, for a change, why don't you try and...

He sighed, so much wanting to explore the ruins, but knowing there wasnt time for that. "We have to play up the fact we're Exalted. And remember, they respect the old ways. Strength is Power. And of course, they want to destroy the Realm." He grimaced, "In short, don't be meek. Act like we're...

She sighs and slumps into a chair, "I'm guessing I'm not the only one who got whammied. How wide spread is this anyway? Anyone know yet?" She continues trying to work on her hair, which looks like she got out of bed and has been trying to get it to cooperate since then, with little success.

He slowly got into the boat, fully aware that for the moment, there wasnt much he could do. He kept his mind busy with recalling what he could of the customs that many barbarian tribes were prone to keep. "Mmmm ...." He seemed lost in thought, hopefully trying to come up with more ideas, or a...

Having worn contacts, I know the "joys" of them. And what fun, blushing about the idea of seeing Aya's body. Poor Aya, she's gotta deal with a guy in her body who does not have her fashion sense. An old jumpsuit? poor Aya. Of course its probably a bit on the tight side. At least, in a way...

He ... she slumped to the ground, "Great, just great. This has got to be Chaos. He's the only one with this style of humor." "Shower or contacts .... gods above I can't believe I'm even thinking about this!" She blushed deeply at the idea of touching Aya's naked body, even if she was curious...

Realizing that something was seriously wrong, he sat up. He peeked into his shirt, and almost shrieked at what was there. "Something is seriously wrong." The voice, the body, everything. Something was seriously wrong. He pinched himself, and when it hurt he rubbed the arm, "Ok ... first thing...