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  1. HMMMMMMMMMM Down with the Right Hand Regime!!
  2. Doc wandered into the kitchen, mind focused on other matters. Other types of Investiture existed. Doc didn't know how many, but there was at least one. Everything they thought they knew was wrong. There would be new ways to fight against the Voidbringers, perhaps finally turn the tides and wipe them out for good. And, perhaps, there would be enemies, stranger than anything they could imagine. Doc was so lost in thought that he barely realized that he'd made a sandwich. He shrugged, taking a bite. It was a good sandwich. ~~~ Jamie wandered around the large house aimlessly, looking for someone to tell her the layout so she could finally relax. She rubbed her eyes. Lack of rest had seemed inconsequential when faced with a light pewter burn. Now that she'd stopped buring pewter, however, her exhaustion was almost too much to bear. Only years of training prevented her from crashing on the floor.
  3. Ciera continued to watch with intrest, not seeming suprised at anything going on around her
  4. Ok, Writeup time! ~~~ Ash fell from the sky. No wait, that wasn't right. Rain fell from the sky. That didn't seem right either. Ji looked at the sky and was promptly hit in the face with a small black bead. Ah, of course! Ji thought happily. Beads fell from the sky. Suitibly Shadesmarish. She continued walking through the market, a smile on her face. A shipment had come in from far-off Silverlight, and Ji was eager to peruse the items before they were all taken.
  5. ~Later~ A grey truck pulled into the driveway, two people visible in its bed. Doc parked it where the jeep would usually go, and pulled the keys out. "We're here." he shouted to the others in the back. Jamie hopped nimbly over the tailgate, surveying the large house. "Nice place," she said to Doc, "What'cha do for a living?" "Hum?" Doc responded, "Oh, I'm a freelance engineer. I design stuff and sell it to companies. It pays the bills" "And then some" she quipped, snickering. Doc shrugged, a faint smile on his face, and walked to the door. Jamie followed, looking up at the roof. It really was a very nice place. Well built, and fairly new. She was on the step before she realized that her bags were still in the back of the truck. She frowned, then went back and got them. Shouldering her backpack, she walked out of the drizzle and into the warm house. Doc had already taken off his coat and carefully hung up the truck's keys. "We're back!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the large house.
  6. Storm it! Ok I'll do it here instead. I vote to lynch Sart Thank you kindly, friend.
  7. Doc waved to Cassie to run for the truck. He grinned as she ran out the doors, dodging cars and buses on her way to the truck. She ran around the front of the vehicle and yanked open the passenger side door. She jumped in as a thump sounded in the truck bed. "Ok," the redhead shouted, "Let's go!" Doc put the truck into gear and tore out of the airport.
  8. Jamie nodded, eyeing the vehicle. "I assume you didn't walk here and have some other form of transport." she said quietly. The man nodded, "A Jeep. It's parked in the garage." "Mmm. Fifteen seconds?" "Until we head for the truck? Sounds good." The two of them waited, preparing to run, "Three," Jamie murmured, "Two, One." The two of them ran out the doors, pewter, and Stormlight granting them supernatural speed. Doc yanked the door open and jumped into the driver's seat, quickly adjusting the mirror while he waited. Jamie grabbed on to the tailgate, vaulting over it into the truck bed.
  9. Dwig frowned, reaching into his pocket, "I'll pay. But Malu can probably change your spheres for Crysts."
  10. old man moomba

    0. The Acolyte

    In the spirit of punching ghosts... (Some of whom are named for the Tarot) ZA HANDO!!!!!
  11. Someone in a white coat limped through the sewers, said coat quickly becoming stained. The man didn't care. He had many coats back at his lair. He kapt shuffling, dragging the remains of a boombox behind him. The world was not yet ready for him and his companions' ideas. Ideas taken from the holy books. Ideas that, when brought to life, would shake the very foundations of the Alleyverse. The man who called himself Jotaro Kujo smiled grimly to himself. Change was coming...
  12. Doc's eyes fell on to a truck someone had left idling in the lane. He smiled to himself. "That's against the rules." he murmured, "Looks like I'll need to seize it for evidence." To everyone else, he said, "There's a truck idling in the pickup lane. I don't want to say we're gonna steal it, but that's pretty much what we're gonna do, so I'll use the term commandeer instead." @xinoehp512 @AonEne
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