OOC: The others are right outside, right?
OOC: Everyone listen to this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9Uz1icjwrM
Kayleen looked up at the sky and flapped her wings, hard, and hovered above the ground a little.
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''There is a chance you might have a veeeerry minor case of serious brain damage...'' Wheately-Portal 2
OOC: HNG: Hobbits Not Going (to Isengard)
"Oh, you're alive, then?" Emily approached Ozias and proceeded to punch him in the face.
"Yeah, ow! You idiot!"
"Well then. Better get to work."
Leone glanced at the view,"Why does someone need to die? Is there an explanation of why someone has to die?"Leone asked.
"You are talking to Helen Petridis. She knows. And yes, there is an explanation and here it is.
"Time can be rewritten, but there are certain points. Fixed points. They can't be changed, they're static, too big, too important to be changed! The death is significant and if it stands out to the point it can be foreseen, it has to be fixed. There's no preventing this. We just need to try our best to stay alive and the weakest will be the one to be killed off."
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"Yeah, I guess that wasn't the best way to explain it. Uh, um, it's like natural selection. But, uh, try to stay alive. I'd prefer it if no one died at all, but it's fixed."
Joseph rested far outside with Lori. He had slept for a while. They were safe for now, and no one would want to attack a Haxorus who was as colossal as he was. The dragon Merge thought about how he left his jacket back at the lab. He contemplated how his clothes can stretch for his size; he remembered how the people who experimented on him gave them to him, and how they were composed from a material which could stretch to fit him without regards for whatever size which he might grow to. He intended to get them, but he realized Lori was too worn out for him to move now. He kept her from getting injured at the moment; that was what mattered. Together they waited for everyone else to reach them.
OOC: So, although the last post which I made probably wasn't noticed or cared for much, I decided to make a request with this for everyone to not acknowledge it as a factor of the plot, or, in a simpler verbiage, to rewrite it.
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"It isn't stupid. The death is significant to the final result of our struggle."
"Why are you so calm about this?" Psy-S inquired.
"Because this isn't optional."
"Well, I don't want to die."
"Neither do I. None of us do."
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Misos continued to work in his laboratory.
You're a God-damned moron, Atlas; if you screw this up, you'll have definitely outlived your use. You don't even have a fucking contingency plan for any potential liabilities by which they could get away. Always keep them in an unconscious state if you're not performing tests on them; never leave anything in any condition by which they might escape; never keep experiments without a method by which you can violently crush them if they might be able to get away; never let anyone find anything which might potentially inform them about anything which our Project intends to act with. You weren't supposed to permit them to even discover any of our labs. Not only do you let them find us frequently, anyway; you let them come onto our property with a welcoming disposition. If the Infinity Initiative gets fucked up because of what you're doing, I'll tear off the front of your skull and pour a gallon of cyclosarin into your nerves. This is the point at which I decide whether or not you should be allowed to fuck up anything else; don't screw around and let them ruin our collaboration without any regard for what matters.
He typed rapidly at his computer in a twisted manner.
INITIATE NEURAL SEQUENCE **** IN **** **** AND RECORD THE EFFECT ON SUBJECT ****?
He selected "YES".
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