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1/9/2016 11:38:18 PM
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Radio silence is broken when a transmission plays through all radios in the area. The transmission is very shaky.
"Hello, this is P-ladin Aar-n Sa-yer of Fir-team Novemb-r. To a-y FN mem-ers list-ning, in terms of w-ys to g-t off this s-ndy sh-thole excus- of a pla-et, I just f-und the f-cking jackpot. Me-t me at the la-ge struc-ure just north -f Erot."
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[i]Limbo walks all the f*cking way there [/i]
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[b][i]Jakob pulls up to the structure, a vehicle 'borrowed' from the locals. He gets off, his new enhancements ready[/i][/b]
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It is a large black structure, looking like an old base of an elite military. Sawyer stands in hangar staring at a large black ship.
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"Wow. That's just... Wow. I'm keeping the speeder by the way." [spoiler]assuming tech is that advanced[/spoiler]
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[b]Raidriar and Josie approach from the east. Andrea and Anthony approach from the west. Marie approaches from the south. And Varn... Well... He approaches from... The sky.[/b]
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It is a large black structure, looking like an old base of an elite military. Sawyer stands in hangar staring at a large black ship.
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[b]They all approach him[/b]
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"Hello everyone."
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All: "Hello Sawyer."
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"So, we're getting off of his sandy shithole soon."
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Raidriar: "Or we could leave now. I could call in the DM."
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Modificato da Asharru: 1/10/2016 12:02:09 AMFrom the polluted outskirts of northern Erot, a 10-foot tall humanoid automaton carrying both a large plasma rifle and a man wearing goggles, a tarp cloak, a red and white leather jacket plated with vibrosteel, black skinny jeans with one pant leg shredded and bloody, knee-high black leather boots, and various utility belts which holster a Smith and Wesson Model 629 and a vibrosteel saber at his hip in its massive mechanical hands stomps towards the large structure described by Paladin Aaron, large flurries of sand and dust rising from its footsteps.
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It is a large black structure, looking like an old base of an elite military. Sawyer stands in hangar staring at a large black ship.
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"[i]Hey![/i]" the man in the robot's grasp shouts at Sawyer, "[i]Are you the guy who made that transmission?[/i]"
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"Yep. I'm your boss."
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"Oh. Okay." He then gets himself out of the robot's grip and lands painfully on the sandy ground with both legs, one of which has a massive bullet hole in it. He winces and grunts in pain as he straightens himself, leaning on his uninjured leg. "Well, I'm a new operative. Frankie Magnum, or The Prick. I've been trying to find you guys, but my robot friend here says you were hiding in some pocket dimension or something."
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"Well, they were bullshitting you. And we're sorry a Newbie like you has to see us at our weakest, but soon we'll be back in business."
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"Uhh... alright. So... am I being placed anywhere? Are they any jobs I need to do?"
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"Tomorrow, you're coming here and helping us kill every Atea on this ship."
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"Atea?"
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[b]The robot keeps sprinting to it[/b]
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[b]shepard shows up with John[/b] "Well.. We're here..."
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It is a large black structure, looking like an old base of an elite military. Sawyer stands in hangar staring at a large black ship.
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"Nice space boat..."
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"EEEEYYY Aaron!"
