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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1738565" data-attributes="member: 13737">Master Wen's Academy, ChinaRaisaMy brain isn't messed up!&nbsp; I can't help it if I feel everything you do and I do at the same time!&nbsp; I wanted to stop Sho and you wanted to kill her so bad that I wanted to kill her too so I try to keep it apart and I can't because you're angry all the time and I can't turn that off and then everyone thinks its all me making you mad and they cancel my powers or tell me I'm messed up and nobody even yells at you for sending me off a cliff but I get in trouble for being using telepathy to stop that rock guy and then get in trouble for being mad about being lugged around like a doll by him and I get control of my powers and everything is worse and I hate it!&nbsp; Dara says to your mind, getting obviously more and more upset by the moment.&nbsp;After a long pause, you hear her in your mind barely.&nbsp; Nobody likes me anymore.&nbsp;X12Michael doesn't acknowledge you, slamming his shoulder twice more into the pillar but it still won't break.&nbsp; He steps away and turns to the door.&nbsp; &quot;This seemed better than a target dummy,&quot; he says.&nbsp; &quot;It fixes itself every time I do something to it.&nbsp; Magic,&quot; he explains.&nbsp; &quot;What do you want?&quot;&nbsp;Brasilia MedicalVince&quot;What kind of poison did you inject?&quot; the doctor says.&nbsp; &quot;Is it lethal or just paralytical?&quot;&nbsp;Nurse Mora keeps her hold on you as your stomach continues to hurt something fierce.&nbsp; Cosmo, of course, doesn't say a lot, but for a guy frozen in place, you're pretty sure that if he gets loose, he's not going to be a happy camper.&nbsp;At the Scene of the CrashMichelleThe officer's eyes narrow as you continue to pester him.&nbsp; &quot;And I suppose you know a lot about flying vehicles.&nbsp; A mechanic by trade, perhaps,&quot; he sneers.&nbsp; &quot;I thought not.&nbsp; You know nothing about the conveyance nor its inner workings.&quot;&nbsp;He gives you an intimidating stare for a few moments before saying, &quot;SAP themselves contacted us when the crash occurred.&nbsp; We already have eyewitness accounts of the crash by the survivors.&nbsp; It is a cut and dry accident,&quot; he says with finality.&nbsp; &quot;If you want more information you can make a formal request to ISA or contact SAP yourselves.&nbsp; Now leave the area,&quot; he says, signalling behind him with his hand.&nbsp; The other officers bring their weapons up and level them at you rapidly.&nbsp; &quot;Or I will be forced to take you into custody for refusing the orders of the ISA.&quot;&nbsp;Rebound's voice comes over the communicator.&nbsp; &quot;Hey fearless leader, what's the holdup?&quot;&nbsp;Johan&quot;That stupid drug in the news?&quot; Tara says incredulously.&nbsp; &quot;Man, that was dumb,&quot; she scolds Randall, smacking him in the head with one of her insectoid legs.&nbsp; &quot;What is taking Michelle,&quot; she says.&nbsp;&quot;Dunno,&quot; Rebound says.&nbsp; &quot;Looks like everything's fine though.&nbsp; Hitting his communicator, he says, &quot;Hey fearless leader, what's the holdup?&quot;&nbsp;SAP HeadquartersSanjay&quot;The ISA is funded by most of the major corporations in Brasilia,&quot; the lab assistant says.&nbsp; &quot;But they... they are the police.&nbsp; They have to help... don't they?&quot;&nbsp;The door is proving difficult.&nbsp; You've never encountered an alloy like this, and it's thick to boot.&nbsp; After nearly twenty seconds of solid effort, the door finally vanishes, a victim of your powers.&nbsp;Hardness 20, 18 inches thick...&nbsp;The inside of the vault is spacious, well over fifteen by fifteen meters, and contains dozens of an array of shelves and storage devices.&nbsp; As you step inside, you realize that finding what you are looking for without some sort of clue may be impossible.&nbsp; Then...&nbsp;From the wall across from the entrance, door slides aside.&nbsp; From within the dark alcove a robot hovers out, a type you are quite familiar with from earlier in the week.&nbsp; It's strange arm cannon starts spinning as it intones, &quot;Identify yourself!&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 1738565, member: 13737"] [b][font=Times New Roman]Master Wen's Academy, China Raisa[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][i]My brain isn't messed up! I can't help it if I feel everything you do and I do at the same time! I wanted to stop Sho and you wanted to kill her so bad that I wanted to kill her too so I try to keep it apart and I can't because you're angry all the time and I can't turn that off and then everyone thinks its all me making you mad and they cancel my powers or tell me I'm messed up and nobody even yells at you for sending me off a cliff but I get in trouble for being using telepathy to stop that rock guy and then get in trouble for being mad about being lugged around like a doll by him and I get control of my powers and everything is worse and I hate it![/i] Dara says to your mind, getting obviously more and more upset by the moment.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]After a long pause, you hear her in your mind barely. [i]Nobody likes me anymore.[/i][/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]X12[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]Michael doesn't acknowledge you, slamming his shoulder twice more into the pillar but it still won't break. He steps away and turns to the door. "This seemed better than a target dummy," he says. "It fixes itself every time I do something to it. Magic," he explains. "What do you want?"[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]Brasilia Medical Vince[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"What kind of poison did you inject?" the doctor says. "Is it lethal or just paralytical?"[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Nurse Mora keeps her hold on you as your stomach continues to hurt something fierce. Cosmo, of course, doesn't say a lot, but for a guy frozen in place, you're pretty sure that if he gets loose, he's not going to be a happy camper.[/font] [font=Times New Roman][b]At the Scene of the Crash [font=Times New Roman]Michelle[/font][/b][/font] [font=Times New Roman]The officer's eyes narrow as you continue to pester him. "And I suppose you know a lot about flying vehicles. A mechanic by trade, perhaps," he sneers. "I thought not. You know nothing about the conveyance nor its inner workings."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]He gives you an intimidating stare for a few moments before saying, "SAP themselves contacted us when the crash occurred. We already have eyewitness accounts of the crash by the survivors. It is a cut and dry accident," he says with finality. "If you want more information you can make a formal request to ISA or contact SAP yourselves. Now leave the area," he says, signalling behind him with his hand. The other officers bring their weapons up and level them at you rapidly. "Or I will be forced to take you into custody for refusing the orders of the ISA."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Rebound's voice comes over the communicator. "Hey fearless leader, what's the holdup?"[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]Johan[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"That stupid drug in the news?" Tara says incredulously. "Man, that was dumb," she scolds Randall, smacking him in the head with one of her insectoid legs. "What is taking Michelle," she says.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Dunno," Rebound says. "Looks like everything's fine though. Hitting his communicator, he says, "Hey fearless leader, what's the holdup?"[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]SAP Headquarters Sanjay[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"The ISA is funded by most of the major corporations in Brasilia," the lab assistant says. "But they... they are the police. They have to help... don't they?"[/font] [font=Times New Roman]The door is proving difficult. You've never encountered an alloy like this, and it's thick to boot. After nearly twenty seconds of solid effort, the door finally vanishes, a victim of your powers.[/font] [i][font=Times New Roman]Hardness 20, 18 inches thick...[/font][/i] [font=Times New Roman]The inside of the vault is spacious, well over fifteen by fifteen meters, and contains dozens of an array of shelves and storage devices. As you step inside, you realize that finding what you are looking for without some sort of clue may be impossible. Then...[/font] [font=Times New Roman]From the wall across from the entrance, door slides aside. From within the dark alcove a robot hovers out, a type you are quite familiar with from earlier in the week. It's strange arm cannon starts spinning as it intones, "Identify yourself!"[/font] [/QUOTE]

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