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02-22-2006, 08:30 AM
OOc: I'm confuzzled now.
Tiro was talking with the commander of the ship he was on, and when he saw Del trip, he excused himself and went down to help her up. "Something up?" he asked.  Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME.     |
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02-22-2006, 08:32 AM
With her eyes sparkling, she held up a flower that was similar to a rose. "It's-it's a PLANT! In Zion!" she grinned and added, happily. "And according to nmy book, it's a delilah flower!" Del had the look of a kid on Christmas day.
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-22-2006, 08:34 AM
"I never knew a flower could grow in here..." He smiled. "Glad to know you're happy; lucky, you have a flower with your name.
 "Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-22-2006, 08:35 AM
"I never knew flowers could grow in steel either... i's like a dreams coming true. ^_^"
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-22-2006, 08:36 AM
Tiro looked up and said, "I remember the Oracle saying something. 'There is no spoon.' No, wait, it was a kid who was carrying a spoon... Oh, I don't know. ^^;"
Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-22-2006, 08:37 AM
"To change the spoon, change yourself type of thingy?"
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-22-2006, 08:38 AM
"Something about it not really being there... It was confusing, I'll tell you that much..." He looked at her, and was about to say something, but seemed to think better of it and shook his head.
Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-22-2006, 08:42 AM
Ooc: Just one.
The girl watched from the shadows. She had been confused about the appearence of the Agent; to her knowledge, there had never been an Agent seen in Zion before. She had gone back to satisfy her curiosity on the Agent... and had found him dead; the kick she'd given him had broken his nose and he'd choked to death on his own blood.   No, you don't get it, that's why I'm telling you. You think you get it, which isn't the same as actually getting it. Get it?
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02-22-2006, 09:14 AM
Ooc: Agents are computer programs. O_o How can they choke?
Del grinned. "The spoon is not really there, it's just a creation of the Matrix. So, in reality, it does not exist." she explained to Tiro. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-22-2006, 09:16 AM
Ooc: Which is why it would be obvious to anyone who knows the Matrix that this wasn't a real agent!
  IE there is a group of humans who want to keep the unreality, so dress up as Agents. This girl knows nothing about Agents. Now for goodness sake stop nitpicking and see my character! No, you don't get it, that's why I'm telling you. You think you get it, which isn't the same as actually getting it. Get it?
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