Calinon
First Post
EPIC Headquarters
Mega-city of New York
October 27, 2120
Michelle
About halfway to your room you come to the realization that probably the only place anything clean, undamaged and unwrinkled will be your change room in the War Room. With a groan, you head off through the school in your nightclothes and bath robe. Unfortunately a fair number of students are up and about. As you head through the cafeteria, you find a lot of students gathered for breakfast.
"Woo, nice leg..." one boy starts to call out. It's followed by a meaty crack, and a thump and clatter. You turn to see one of the guys laid out on the floor, Cosmo's left elbow right about where his head was. Cosmo hasn't stopped eating his breakfast yet.
He takes a moment to swallow. "Morning, Michelle. The squirt and her rabbit got you again, huh?" he says without turning. In front of his plate, you see a large cannister. "Dara has some clothes that might fit. Saw Monica sneaking into her room and liberating a few things last night," he says.
Neutron
"You... want naked pictures... of X12? Hooo kay..." Monica says. "I find that oddly disturbing. But hey, I'll see what I can do," she adds with a grin. As you get dressed and ready, so does she, in a short sundress likely made by Dara. Thunder will hate it, you think.
"I'm probably going to spend tonight with Dara, sport," she says, jumping up on your back as you get into the hall. "Gotta catch up with all the girl stuff and gossip ya know. Now let's go grab some breakfast and... breakfast!" she suddenly exclaims, hopping off you and heading right to Rebounds door. A few seconds later it pops open and she tiptoes in with a devious grin.
A few moments later you a loud clatter sounding very much like someone pouncing onto a bed and a loud shriek that definitely doesn't sound like like it came from Rebound or Monica.
Speed Demon
As you stretch on the end of your bed in your nightclothes, ARIS puts the call through without telling you who it is.
"Isn't it a bit late to still be sleeping, Vincent," says Jun Po on the screen. "And here I thought I had been very patient in my timing of this call."
Jun Po looks completely healthy, much to your surprise. Given the reports of her condition just a week ago, you had expected an emancipated image. Instead, she looks as healthy as ever.
Johan
"No no no!" wails Jennifer bursting into tears.
"Wraaaaa!" wails Mr. Bunny in sympathy.
"You promised to take me home! Home home home! Not back to the bad people!"
"Wraa!"
"And they don't even have her name on them!" she says. Of course, she is completely ignoring the fact that Michelle's name is engraved on her jewelry box. "She's just mean," she finishes, wiping her nose on her sleeve and plopping down on your bed, emptying the jewelry box in one motion, rifling through everything.
After a few moments of peace, she says, "So when you gonna take me back to Mr. Split?"
Mr. Bunny this time remains quite quiet, and you have a feeling that this particular question isn't asked off the cuff.
Aboard the EPIC Jet
Approaching New York
Michael
"Oooo, Halloween is coming up," Dara says, snatching her book back as Kodiak lumbers over and puts his head over the seat. "I wonder if maybe a frying pan on both ends, so I could
"Warrr, grrr, rawr!" he exclaims. Oddly enough, you get a feeling you know exactly what he just 'said.' Something akin to "Why the hell am I in bear form and why do I think you have something to do with it!" Apparently, Bear-speak is much quicker than English...
OOC: Forgot you speak with animals
"Hello to you Mr. Grumpy Bear!" Dara says, grabbing hold of Kodiak's lip flaps and pulling them up to make him smile toothily. "Awww, who's a happy bear!"
"Wrrr rawr graa," he grunts, which you think has something to do with eating a certain Chinese girl. It's kind of slurred. No lip use and all...
Just then, Empath comes by, heading for the cockpit. "Awww, who's a happy bear!" she says with a smirk as she passes.
Kodiak lets out a huff, squints one eye and raises the eyebrow on the other at you in a 'little help here' look.
X12
"At any cost," sighs Thunder. "Everyone on EPIC maybe? How about all of New York? The entire ALF. How about a billion innocent lives," he says swivelling his chair to face you. "At any cost is a method used by mercenaries, terrorists and the desperate. All of us risk our lives every day for each other, for a stranger and to fight the evils of the world. But we would never sacrifice each other or an innocent for a personal goal. Never.
"About nine years ago, I had a choice to either kill Mason or save the small town of Hango in the ALF. Six hundred and forty two people lived in the village. If I had killed Mason, they'd have all died, but how many thousands would still be alive; tens of thousands even. And I really wanted to kill him. He'd killed our father a week before. Instead, I saved the town.
"You may think this is just me boasting of ethics, but even in my rage and anger I knew I could not see all the possible outcomes of letting so many innocent people die. I sometimes think of all the nameless people who have lost their lives to Mason. But then I think of the countless people that Sandstorm has helped to save; probably millions; tens of millions. Because he was in that village; I had no idea until a year later when he approached me to join EPIC.
"Every time you retreat into this programming Prophet drilled into you, everytime you make his death your reason for being, you lose what it is to be human. Think of all of your friends at the school, and how much they have risked for you, and how much they continue to be willing to risk for you. They risk that you will have a flashback and beat them so badly, even my brother cannot heal all her injuries in a single night."
You can't help but notice his subtle change from 'they' to 'her,' nor a hint of anger in his voice.
"They are willing to risk that Prophet might exert control over you, or worse, one of them, to keep you from falling back into his hands. You best think very hard about all of them before you so callously state you'll sacrifice them for a selfish goal. Knowing that, how many of them would be willing to take those risks? And how long do you really think it would be before Prophet had you back in his control again, without them?
"And you better think long and hard about that, because your staying on EPIC depends on how you can answer those questions."
He turns back to his monitor, making it clear he doesn't expect, or want, an answer right now. He wants you to think about it.
Jay
Carl at first doesn't really acknowledge what you've said, but after about five minutes, he phases out of his chair backwards and goes over to talk to Raisa. This time, there is no overhearing the conversation as Carl creates a vibrating wall of energy to block sounds from travelling up the plane.
Mega-city of New York
October 27, 2120
Michelle
About halfway to your room you come to the realization that probably the only place anything clean, undamaged and unwrinkled will be your change room in the War Room. With a groan, you head off through the school in your nightclothes and bath robe. Unfortunately a fair number of students are up and about. As you head through the cafeteria, you find a lot of students gathered for breakfast.
"Woo, nice leg..." one boy starts to call out. It's followed by a meaty crack, and a thump and clatter. You turn to see one of the guys laid out on the floor, Cosmo's left elbow right about where his head was. Cosmo hasn't stopped eating his breakfast yet.
He takes a moment to swallow. "Morning, Michelle. The squirt and her rabbit got you again, huh?" he says without turning. In front of his plate, you see a large cannister. "Dara has some clothes that might fit. Saw Monica sneaking into her room and liberating a few things last night," he says.
Neutron
"You... want naked pictures... of X12? Hooo kay..." Monica says. "I find that oddly disturbing. But hey, I'll see what I can do," she adds with a grin. As you get dressed and ready, so does she, in a short sundress likely made by Dara. Thunder will hate it, you think.
"I'm probably going to spend tonight with Dara, sport," she says, jumping up on your back as you get into the hall. "Gotta catch up with all the girl stuff and gossip ya know. Now let's go grab some breakfast and... breakfast!" she suddenly exclaims, hopping off you and heading right to Rebounds door. A few seconds later it pops open and she tiptoes in with a devious grin.
A few moments later you a loud clatter sounding very much like someone pouncing onto a bed and a loud shriek that definitely doesn't sound like like it came from Rebound or Monica.
Speed Demon
As you stretch on the end of your bed in your nightclothes, ARIS puts the call through without telling you who it is.
"Isn't it a bit late to still be sleeping, Vincent," says Jun Po on the screen. "And here I thought I had been very patient in my timing of this call."
Jun Po looks completely healthy, much to your surprise. Given the reports of her condition just a week ago, you had expected an emancipated image. Instead, she looks as healthy as ever.
Johan
"No no no!" wails Jennifer bursting into tears.
"Wraaaaa!" wails Mr. Bunny in sympathy.
"You promised to take me home! Home home home! Not back to the bad people!"
"Wraa!"
"And they don't even have her name on them!" she says. Of course, she is completely ignoring the fact that Michelle's name is engraved on her jewelry box. "She's just mean," she finishes, wiping her nose on her sleeve and plopping down on your bed, emptying the jewelry box in one motion, rifling through everything.
After a few moments of peace, she says, "So when you gonna take me back to Mr. Split?"
Mr. Bunny this time remains quite quiet, and you have a feeling that this particular question isn't asked off the cuff.
Aboard the EPIC Jet
Approaching New York
Michael
"Oooo, Halloween is coming up," Dara says, snatching her book back as Kodiak lumbers over and puts his head over the seat. "I wonder if maybe a frying pan on both ends, so I could
"Warrr, grrr, rawr!" he exclaims. Oddly enough, you get a feeling you know exactly what he just 'said.' Something akin to "Why the hell am I in bear form and why do I think you have something to do with it!" Apparently, Bear-speak is much quicker than English...
OOC: Forgot you speak with animals
"Hello to you Mr. Grumpy Bear!" Dara says, grabbing hold of Kodiak's lip flaps and pulling them up to make him smile toothily. "Awww, who's a happy bear!"
"Wrrr rawr graa," he grunts, which you think has something to do with eating a certain Chinese girl. It's kind of slurred. No lip use and all...
Just then, Empath comes by, heading for the cockpit. "Awww, who's a happy bear!" she says with a smirk as she passes.
Kodiak lets out a huff, squints one eye and raises the eyebrow on the other at you in a 'little help here' look.
X12
"At any cost," sighs Thunder. "Everyone on EPIC maybe? How about all of New York? The entire ALF. How about a billion innocent lives," he says swivelling his chair to face you. "At any cost is a method used by mercenaries, terrorists and the desperate. All of us risk our lives every day for each other, for a stranger and to fight the evils of the world. But we would never sacrifice each other or an innocent for a personal goal. Never.
"About nine years ago, I had a choice to either kill Mason or save the small town of Hango in the ALF. Six hundred and forty two people lived in the village. If I had killed Mason, they'd have all died, but how many thousands would still be alive; tens of thousands even. And I really wanted to kill him. He'd killed our father a week before. Instead, I saved the town.
"You may think this is just me boasting of ethics, but even in my rage and anger I knew I could not see all the possible outcomes of letting so many innocent people die. I sometimes think of all the nameless people who have lost their lives to Mason. But then I think of the countless people that Sandstorm has helped to save; probably millions; tens of millions. Because he was in that village; I had no idea until a year later when he approached me to join EPIC.
"Every time you retreat into this programming Prophet drilled into you, everytime you make his death your reason for being, you lose what it is to be human. Think of all of your friends at the school, and how much they have risked for you, and how much they continue to be willing to risk for you. They risk that you will have a flashback and beat them so badly, even my brother cannot heal all her injuries in a single night."
You can't help but notice his subtle change from 'they' to 'her,' nor a hint of anger in his voice.
"They are willing to risk that Prophet might exert control over you, or worse, one of them, to keep you from falling back into his hands. You best think very hard about all of them before you so callously state you'll sacrifice them for a selfish goal. Knowing that, how many of them would be willing to take those risks? And how long do you really think it would be before Prophet had you back in his control again, without them?
"And you better think long and hard about that, because your staying on EPIC depends on how you can answer those questions."
He turns back to his monitor, making it clear he doesn't expect, or want, an answer right now. He wants you to think about it.
Jay
Carl at first doesn't really acknowledge what you've said, but after about five minutes, he phases out of his chair backwards and goes over to talk to Raisa. This time, there is no overhearing the conversation as Carl creates a vibrating wall of energy to block sounds from travelling up the plane.
