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  1. The drop down sheet for moderation on posts is extended without me clicking on it.
  2. Have a great time off, and enjoy yourself. I guess daddy will have to do the laundry while you are gone.
  3. Was the site down yesterday? I couldn't get on all day?

  4. "I've got a bad feeling about this, I mean, remember our last struggle with him?" he turned over and gestured to his side, where there were deep red burn scars. "We're going to have to keep an eye on them, aren't we?"
  5. "aww i'll live, what the hell happened to you?" he asked, gesturing to her hands. The light was dimmed, it was quiet for once, peaceful.
  6. James sighed, "Too many ghosts today" he murmered. He layed back down, his hands behind his head," Today has been one hell of a day". Tucker followed Church. He wanted to stay with Doll but believed that she WOULD kill him if he didn't listen. "Yeah what the hell are you? You look like that thing Church turned into that one time. "
  7. "Oh don't play dumb you little robot, you know damned well who I am." He looked at Doll, "You remember out little friend right?" he spat on the ground.
  8. Tucker was walking out, back into Blue base, but stopped to add "Was a Dad, one of the Freelancers took him, they're ship crashed, she survived, but my son is dead." He walked towards the medical room when he stopped, there was a floating ball, talking in fancy.
  9. "Trust me, I've seen **** way freakier than this... like this one time, this alien impregnated me...." he trailed off, he shouldn't have said that. What was wrong with him? "I guess I better go apologize to James for you know... trying to kill him"
  10. Tucker shuffled his feet. "Of course i'm not, it's just this "spartan" thing sounds an awful lot like a freelancer. We've had too much trouble with those to deal with them again." Tucker took a step forward, and grasped Doll's hands, "You should probably get those bandaged up" he murmered.
  11. "hey it's ok, cheer up. It still makes you better than all of us right?" He took a step back subconsciously, not only was Doll scary, she was dangerous. "How many of there are you?" he was scared, but not scared at the same time, it was odd.
  12. "So whats the story with you and James?" he asked, beginnig to adjust without a helmet. "and what the HELL are you guys? I mean, i've seen good, but not THAT good. You're not freelancers are you?" he added, nervous again..
  13. Tucker blushed underneath his helmet. He slowly pulled off his helmet, his dark brown hair in dreadlocks fell to his shoulders, matching his dark skin. His green eyes searching vividly for anyone else who might see him. "Happy now?" he asked, nervous as a duck... on crack.
  14. Welcome Carter, if you need any help let me know. If you are the roleplaying or fan-fiction type check out the "Halo Universe" forum.
  15. Spartans, im a good editor/writer/idea person... ive written many songs
  16. James blurted in, "We need to find Simmons and Caboose, we can't just leave them out there... not with these things." he was cut off by something charging through them, the moaning so close, the smell putrid.
  17. Tucker squished his eyes shot right before the bang. He heard it, but he was gone, floating.... he saw clouds...and boobs, lots of them.
  18. The shot brought James back to reality, but only slightly so, his mind was still a confusing place of.... he couldn't describe it. He looked into the eyes of the man he killed, he set his helmet on the ground. Knelt besides him, and closed Tuckers eyes "dolor meus in aeturnum" he prayed.
  19. James wanted to run, he wanted to run so bad, but he had to own up to it. "I was heading towards bluebase, going to round up everyone, when the Red's ****ty warthog started to screw up and jerk. I couldn't control my acceleration, Tucker saved Doll. Doll was rummaging in her medical bag, he sat his hand on her shoulder. "Doll..." he tailed off, she understood. The pain was intense, you'd think it would be painless... it wasn't. IT was the fiery lakes of hell flowing from his neck. His eyes stared at James, pleadingly. "Just ******* do it" he managed to gurgle out.
  20. James sat back, relaxed a little but only a little. "Oh, I remember you, and your little laser beam" he winked at the machine. "Why are you here?" he asked, neutrally toned. "Yeah your boyfriend is a real *******" Tucker said, half to himself. "It's ok, i just do what the ladies want." he winked inside of his helmet, then realizing that that was pointless, he shrugged.
  21. Tucker wandered aimlessly outside, one of the Warthogs was crushed, the entire left side destroyed. The other was fine. He was kicking a rock longingly when he saw Doll walk towards im.
  22. OOC: Did he apply? and also, don't hijack things, it can be rude. James drifted into awareness. His head groggy as sin, he rolled over. He saw the floating ball, the monitor. Twisting out of bed, he took Caboose's side arm, pointed it at the monitor, and landed, his wound groaned in pain. "Hello again 819, my my today has been interesting."
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