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Mammal's picture

Infested by fear


"Fear
is an emotion induced by a perceived threat which causes entities to quickly pull far away from it and usually hide. It is a basic survival mechanism occurring in response to a specific stimulus, such as pain or the threat of danger. In short, fear is the ability to recognize danger leading to an urge to confront it or flee from it but in extreme cases of fear a freeze or paralysis response is possible."

Mammal's picture

sweat and fire

Hope Springs

Flame is dancing through my fingers as I retrieve the burning piece of paper from the fire. It... hurts. Heat... hurts. Yet she is only concerned about the paper. What value does a simple piece of paper hold? It seems it is more important than my burned fingers. What value... do I hold? Self centered thoughts creep into my mind when I am exposed to self centered enviroment. It is the backslash of the adaptation process.

Xanorin Blake's picture

Mind Management

Ugh... that last one had a good mallet. Feels like an oversized hangover went through my head. I'm alright though, and the guy left me for dead. Pff... where am I? And what's this damn noise... Same old place, same scenery, I just didn't pay much attention to the details until now. Stretching feels strange... especially with the collar around my neck, feels like dragging a bucket.

Mammal's picture

Deep rooted insecurities

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Bad company

A gun, even an empty one. My shadow when I block the doorway. The size of my body. Observing someone in silence.

Engel's picture

Sun-kissed & Sunburnt (end of Engel's storyline)

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1

New Flagstaff slums, the place where it all boils down, early morning

A good man is hard to find, only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye and my favorite color is red


 

Allriae's picture

Concerns in Oiville


Spider Hill

 

  The adrenaline in her blood lowered as she felt safe in Veronica's arms, like when a scared child is protected by her mother after a nightmare. Little by little the effects of that cannon could be felt all over her body. She didn't had strength to stand, and the worried voices around her started to make no sense.

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 24: Lily Laceless

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Day 2 of staying in this apartment. I forgot to bring my usual journal, so I will make do with a few loose pieces of paper and a pen. Hard to believe that just a yesterday, everything was going well. Now, I do not even know. Let me back up and explain from the beginning.

I was at the Dungeon, trying to work with one of my latest recruits for the Hope Springs Security Force, when a man came in asking to use the benches. This guy was wearing a flame jacket and some strange blue cap. I had forgotten to move them downstairs, so I had to let him inside and go upstairs to use the benches. But as we were walking up, I was hit in the head. I do not know what happened afterwards, but I woke up in a building. Although, each of my limbs were strapped to each corner of the bed, so I could not move whatsoever. I could only fear of what was to come.

Sean Kincaid's picture

Spider Hill, part one and two

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Part one

Veronica Volt's picture

Runs of Bad Luck

((This was some crazy rp...))

'Agggh...! For the love of god...' came Shadow's voice across the bunker bar from where the gambling machines were.

Faces in the bar turned and then quickly returned to looking down a glass.

Something almost intelligible was uttered loudly from where Shadow sat playing the gambling machine.

'What was that?' Veronica asked Allriae. 'Is he talking about farming now? Did he say bullocks? in the bar?'

'I think he lost the game,' responded Allriae, her face going a little red with embarassment.

Baka Neko's picture

Build Your Own Radio Station, 101

Baka drove south, unaware that her now automatic habit of never going home in a straight line had successfully thrown off the person attempting to follow her. Lohengrin blared on the carefully rebuilt music player. This particular piece of Wagner's she thought of  as 'music to think to'.

Sean Kincaid's picture

Journal entry 4 Arriving in Northfields

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After Butch finished reading the letter he flipped the it around several times, like he was looking for something. Finally he checked the envelope again finding a small note
"Ah!"
Quickly he read the few lines on the note

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 23: LifeNet

I am seriously tired. This week, or last week have been a really interesting week. So much has happened that I can barely find the words for it. So I might as well start from the top.

 

Engel's picture

Calm like a bomb

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* Engel was not seen for two days, and the safety mechanism he created springed this letter to Veronica Volt


Maria,

(the note starts with a crossed over and smudged name, like a habitual mistake)

Wonder Woman,

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 22: Regular Few Weeks

It is rare that things are regular for an extended amount of time. Maybe because people are starting to become more normal, or maybe my definition of normal is slowly changing. Anyways, this is what happened over the few weeks.

 

Engel's picture

Preemptive blackmail ( IC letter to Joe Spivey )

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( Engel sent this letter demanding extortion money from Joe, whom he never actually met. The attempt to shake some chips off Joe is almost a bluff, but seeing that V.V. is heading into what could possibly be a suicide mission to Chemtown, he decided to interfere somehow. Regardless, the content is strictly OOC knowledge since it contains incriminating accusations. Please don't use it IC unless you find a magical way to intercept the letter. )


Dear "Joe",

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 21: A Marriage Bug

Is it me, or are lots of people getting married around this time? I mean, there is Dorado and Jade, Miss Finaldrift and Chris, and myself and Veronica. Must be something in the air. Anyways, there are some other stuff I want to cover before jumping into all of that stuff.

 

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 20: Long time, no see

Been, once again, a while since I have written in this. That is mainly because I have  been writing another book about GlobalTech and all of their technologies. Well, now I am getting a bit tired of working on that and going to take a quick break so I can put in another entry. So much crap has happened over the few months that I am only going to be going off pure memory at this point. Lets see, where to begin...

 

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Ramon Cain's Journal Entry 26 - Evil cast it's shadow

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Ramon stumbles out of bed, blurry vision and desire to piss he quickly moves into the bathroom closing the door after him. Moments later he notices. This ain't his bathroom nor his house. Carefully goes back, opening the door slowly taking a peek outside. The naked skin of a woman adorns the bed sheets. I still got it he said to himself but who is she? He moved closer to the woman and took a jump back in horror. She was covered in blood, the expressionless look on her face could only confirm his fears. 

Draco Drake's picture

Journal entry - Day 2

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((This is supposed to be a personal journal kept by the character in-game, so any info read here can be accessed by another character if he picks up and reads such journal in-game - this should be very unlikely as Draco keeps it within arms reach at

Ramon Cain's picture

Ramon Cain's Journal Entry 24 - A known face in the darkness.

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Ramon walked away from the Lifenet facility, pondering of the events that had just taken place hours before. This was definitely worth writing it down. And he did this are the words that he wrote...


Another day another night gone pass over the wasteland. What makes this one so special? You ever looked into the void and see yourself alone? The last of your kind? Just another hideous monster in exile.


Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 19: A question

Well, these last few weeks have been somewhat interesting. I did a few things here and there; the usual. For once, nothing bad happened to me, so that has to be  sign of some sort. Anyways, now to what happened over the weeks...

 

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 18: A Collection of Memories

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It has been a bit since I have written anything. This is mainly due to my lazyness, and the fact that I am taking time off if killing and such to spend time with my love and enjoy a few months of my life. As always, I am going to write down some of the events I have experienced in the last few days.

Engel's picture

Easy neighborhood


When you get to a new neighborhood you know you'll attract some heat on ya. People puttin' you down for no reason, givin' you the eye, letting you know who runs this hub an' all. My old hood was good at making angry young men out of newcomers. This pressure wears you down while you are just trying to make a little bit of room for yourself. Sometimes you gotta use your elbows you know?

Greta Singer's picture

Journal Entry 39: A not so quiet day.

I thoght today was gana be a nice quiet day. I woke to find one of my shirts missing. A Creeper was fooling around we me and kept hanging it over my head, I got my shirt and made some coffee from a makeshift coffee machine. Went outside and played ball with the Creepers. They gata excersise to. After that I fed them and Traveled to Hope for supplies. 

Hope Springs

Athena May's picture

Being turned into a one lifer

About 2 days ago i was made  aone lifer the same night miss volt was killed i ws turned into a onelifer the first time we tried it fried my memory and i almost killed miss volt and miss keyes second time around it worked i was fully sane and had my memorys intact   

Xanorin Blake's picture

Meeting The Locals

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(( Recently discovered /chatsave and still getting used to actually remembering to use it. Not that I was going to paste the dialogues or anything, but the entry won't look as I'd really want it to for that reason, as lines will either be avoided or improvised, so bare with me. This happened about a week ago. ))

 

 

Gina Keyes's picture

Entry 17: Never a Dull Moment

So, some interesting things happened last time I wrote. Got a fancy new radio, meet a new face in Hope Springs, and had to hide inside of the bar for my life. Yeah, that all seems somewhat interesting.

 

 

Velvat Dark's picture

Break in

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                                               In Velvat's house at sometime before sundown yesterday

 

Velvat Dark's picture

Another day in the wastes

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Velvat swears softly trying to deconstruct her shotgun so that she can clean it. She checks the gun again making sure she is doing it right, and nearly laughs when it comes apart as she cleans the individual pieces. She looks out the window worrying about the wastes, putting her hand to her rounding stomach worrying about the future of  the baby and herself as she continues to work on taking the gun apart and putting it back toghether."

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