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"stop ignoring me. you're here but you've already passed your judgment. i must convince you slowly. let me tell you a story...... back in a slum world there was a boy, a boy named Dante. he was a quiet child, after all his mom and dad died during a terrible gang war where they were caught in the crossfire. he was poor, and alone." i said to her as i began to trail off..... he was taking it from here....
"but then one day a group of people came, bringing promises of shelter and food. Dante too tired to care followed these men into a large skyscraper. they led him through many corridors depositing him deep underground. picked by the scruff of the neck he was thrown into a dark cold cellar. as the last traces of light from the doorway faded, as he was trapped in the cold darkness he began to cry" i said chocking back sobs now. standing up i began walking to the door. before leaving i turned around "the rest i'll tell you later, if you're willing to listen" i told her as i stalked back to my quarters....
OOC: that's all for me today see ya guys tomorrow
Edited by darkra on 11/20/2012 6:55 PM PST
Monroe nods his head in agreement. "Yes, lots of that." Then his attention was at the patient Fencar. "Don't worry, these projects are safe, in moderation. They even tell a few of the people to lay off of the extra does of this certain chemical because of the side effects. But don't worry about that. None of those will be used, they want to train the perfect soldier without any modification or augmentation. And the pay is excellent."
"Oh, you know." Samantha teasingly shrugged, "The usual." she shook her head, "Just telling me things that nobody should know about me, then topped it off with a little story about himself."
This RP has enough romances...
Edited by MarkusDaWise on 11/20/2012 7:25 PM PST
Oh god... This won't just be for fighting terrorists. No way. We're going to be fighting Zerg and Protoss when we're done training. They can't need perfect soldiers just to fight Raynor. I am scared. Very scared. I feel myself growing pale, cold.
As a Mercenary, I stayed away from any contracts involving Zerg or Protoss. You never knew with those contracts if they were suicide missions or run-of-the-mill sorts of things. Most of the time, it was the former.
I knew that this would be a fishy contract, but this is just over the top. Damnit. I bet they jammed my communications, not letting me know about any other contracts.
"Fine. When do we begin?"
Edited by Fencar on 11/20/2012 7:32 PM PST
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