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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1424901" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The Pool</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Jackal is quicker than your reaction, tossing the end of the extension cord into the pool as you start out. There is a sudden burst of electricty and you splash back down into the water, muscles convulsing. There is a audible shutdown of power as the break blows, and the whole room drops into darkness. Jackal starts stalking towards you as you get out and start flapping around slowly.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Time to teach you the price of indescretion," he growls, his features starting to change. His skin stretches and bones pop, and you know it's only a matter of moments before he's fully changed. "Wet dog? No. I'm thinking eviscerated goat smell."</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Vincent touches down and bursts toward the entrance, slipping a bit on the wet floor. He hits the door and pulls on it, and it doesn't open. "Nowhere to run now," you hear behind you in the tight confines of the hall. You can see Jun Po through the door, running down the hall towards you. You think to yourself that her robe isn't well designed for running. You turn to face Jackal and notice his hands are in fists, and his claws aren't out. Hopefully that bodes well for you.</span></p><p> </p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Initiatives: Jackal 29, Vincent 28, Jun Po 27 (great googly moogly, that's some high initiatives). Vince has Super Speed up and took one stun damage from the shock.</span></em></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Mess Hall</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Boy, you should probably stop her before she hurts that big fellow," your father says. "That means now, boy!" he shouts when you don't move fast enough for your liking, kicking you in the butt to get you moving.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Dara is on top of Carl, hitting him repeatedly with a large, but thankfully cool, skillet. It's making a lovely <em>Pang! Pang! Pang! </em>sound.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Dara is broadcasting loudly. <em>Stupid! I aughta scramble your eggs for good! </em>PANG! <em>Raisa might be scared to, but not me, buster! </em>PANG! <em>That's right you wuss, you cover up!</em> PANG!</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">John casually reaches over the broken buffet table and lifts Dara off.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><em>Ooo, I can fly now! Wee! Wait, I can't fly! Something's got me! Oh my god ,I'm going to get eaten alive! Oh, it's John.</em> "Hi John! Can you set me down, I'm not quite done yet," she says, taking several swings at Carl but missing since she's a good deal in the air. She settles for throwing the skillet at Carl. It rings off his forehead just as he's getting up, and he goes back down. "Hah! Never mind. Got him anyway." <em>Ooo, Apples</em> she broadcasts, grabbing for an apple from the broken buffet table. Her sundress is riding up something fierce.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Son, that's it's not polite to be peeking up a ladies dress," scolds your father. "Right her at least."</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Michelle and Tara are coming down the hall when they hear the sounds of a fight and a loud <em>pang pang pang!</em> They burst into the Mess Hall just as Sanjay does, to see Straightjacket's extended arms wrapped around Dara's waist, holding her sort of half-upside down as she's reaching for an apple on the snack bar, her skirt riding upwards rapildy. John seems to be trying to right her but Dara is adamantly committed to getting that apple.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Sanjay's question is pretty much the one on everyone's mind, and it's quickly echoed by the other students.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Lower me down a bit, stretchy, I can... nearly...get... my... apple..." Dara says, oblivious to her dresses status. Dara gets her apple and John finally rights her, much to the vocal sadness of the boys present, just as Raisa bursts in. There's a whole lot of bursting going on around here.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I beat up a big stupid jerk, that's what's going on," she says to Sanjay. "I may not look like much boyo, but gimme a skillet and I'll knock you into next week!" she says, rubbing her thumb against her nose and shadowboxing at John like some prize fighter.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I dunno, I think he needs to go a few more rounds," Dara says, turning around in Straightjacket's grasp to glower at Carl who's head is just appearing over the buffet table. She takes a big bite of her apple, then whips it at him, smacking him in his already bruised and swelling forhead. He collapses, banging his chin on the table and disappearing behind it again. "Right in the kisser!" she shouts.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"He'll think twice before messing with me again! Um... I mean you again, Raisa. Yeah. He'll think twice before messing with you again! Boy, we showed him."</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Can't really go anywhere. Someone seems quite attached," she says, turning around again and batting her eyes at John. "Not that I mind really," she says with a grin, grabbing his arm and spinning around, wrapping herself up and getting closer and closer to John. <em>Weeeee! I'm getting dizzy!</em></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Always were a ladies man, just like your old man!" John's father encourages him.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"What the hell is going on here!" a voice shouts as Titan appears in the room. He manages to look bewildered and angry all at once. Just then, the power goes out.</span></p><p> </p><p><strong>The War Room</strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Nobody answers you. As you look around, you realize all three older men are looking at you, waiting for an answer to some question.</span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Kevin</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Your cabbie makes nearly non-stop small talk until he enters the packed freeway. "Damn, must be an accident ahead. Ah well, nothin' we can do 'bout it now. So what sort of things can you and your buddies do?"</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 1424901, member: 13737"] [b][font=Times New Roman]The Pool[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]Jackal is quicker than your reaction, tossing the end of the extension cord into the pool as you start out. There is a sudden burst of electricty and you splash back down into the water, muscles convulsing. There is a audible shutdown of power as the break blows, and the whole room drops into darkness. Jackal starts stalking towards you as you get out and start flapping around slowly.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Time to teach you the price of indescretion," he growls, his features starting to change. His skin stretches and bones pop, and you know it's only a matter of moments before he's fully changed. "Wet dog? No. I'm thinking eviscerated goat smell."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Vincent touches down and bursts toward the entrance, slipping a bit on the wet floor. He hits the door and pulls on it, and it doesn't open. "Nowhere to run now," you hear behind you in the tight confines of the hall. You can see Jun Po through the door, running down the hall towards you. You think to yourself that her robe isn't well designed for running. You turn to face Jackal and notice his hands are in fists, and his claws aren't out. Hopefully that bodes well for you.[/font] [i][font=Times New Roman]Initiatives: Jackal 29, Vincent 28, Jun Po 27 (great googly moogly, that's some high initiatives). Vince has Super Speed up and took one stun damage from the shock.[/font][/i] [b][font=Times New Roman]Mess Hall[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"Boy, you should probably stop her before she hurts that big fellow," your father says. "That means now, boy!" he shouts when you don't move fast enough for your liking, kicking you in the butt to get you moving.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Dara is on top of Carl, hitting him repeatedly with a large, but thankfully cool, skillet. It's making a lovely [i]Pang! Pang! Pang! [/i]sound.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Dara is broadcasting loudly. [i]Stupid! I aughta scramble your eggs for good! [/i]PANG! [i]Raisa might be scared to, but not me, buster! [/i]PANG! [i]That's right you wuss, you cover up![/i] PANG![/font] [font=Times New Roman]John casually reaches over the broken buffet table and lifts Dara off.[/font] [font=Times New Roman][i]Ooo, I can fly now! Wee! Wait, I can't fly! Something's got me! Oh my god ,I'm going to get eaten alive! Oh, it's John.[/i] "Hi John! Can you set me down, I'm not quite done yet," she says, taking several swings at Carl but missing since she's a good deal in the air. She settles for throwing the skillet at Carl. It rings off his forehead just as he's getting up, and he goes back down. "Hah! Never mind. Got him anyway." [i]Ooo, Apples[/i] she broadcasts, grabbing for an apple from the broken buffet table. Her sundress is riding up something fierce.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Son, that's it's not polite to be peeking up a ladies dress," scolds your father. "Right her at least."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Michelle and Tara are coming down the hall when they hear the sounds of a fight and a loud [i]pang pang pang![/i] They burst into the Mess Hall just as Sanjay does, to see Straightjacket's extended arms wrapped around Dara's waist, holding her sort of half-upside down as she's reaching for an apple on the snack bar, her skirt riding upwards rapildy. John seems to be trying to right her but Dara is adamantly committed to getting that apple.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Sanjay's question is pretty much the one on everyone's mind, and it's quickly echoed by the other students.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Lower me down a bit, stretchy, I can... nearly...get... my... apple..." Dara says, oblivious to her dresses status. Dara gets her apple and John finally rights her, much to the vocal sadness of the boys present, just as Raisa bursts in. There's a whole lot of bursting going on around here.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"I beat up a big stupid jerk, that's what's going on," she says to Sanjay. "I may not look like much boyo, but gimme a skillet and I'll knock you into next week!" she says, rubbing her thumb against her nose and shadowboxing at John like some prize fighter.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"I dunno, I think he needs to go a few more rounds," Dara says, turning around in Straightjacket's grasp to glower at Carl who's head is just appearing over the buffet table. She takes a big bite of her apple, then whips it at him, smacking him in his already bruised and swelling forhead. He collapses, banging his chin on the table and disappearing behind it again. "Right in the kisser!" she shouts.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"He'll think twice before messing with me again! Um... I mean you again, Raisa. Yeah. He'll think twice before messing with you again! Boy, we showed him."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Can't really go anywhere. Someone seems quite attached," she says, turning around again and batting her eyes at John. "Not that I mind really," she says with a grin, grabbing his arm and spinning around, wrapping herself up and getting closer and closer to John. [i]Weeeee! I'm getting dizzy![/i][/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Always were a ladies man, just like your old man!" John's father encourages him.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"What the hell is going on here!" a voice shouts as Titan appears in the room. He manages to look bewildered and angry all at once. Just then, the power goes out.[/font] [b]The War Room[/b] [font=Times New Roman]Nobody answers you. As you look around, you realize all three older men are looking at you, waiting for an answer to some question.[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]Kevin[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]Your cabbie makes nearly non-stop small talk until he enters the packed freeway. "Damn, must be an accident ahead. Ah well, nothin' we can do 'bout it now. So what sort of things can you and your buddies do?"[/font] [/QUOTE]
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