Jurassis Park 2042

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<<Tis all good. :D Bound to happen sometime with the two of them.>>

Clinton

Reese shot several Raptors down, not even aiming, just shooting. Bodies were everywhere. Clinton and Reese stared each other in the eyes, and he leaned in, but before it happened, he whispered something.

"What I meant to say back there, was that I love you." He said before he completely leaned in and they kissed before she could respond.


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<<Meh, I've got nothing for Ceila until Vernon posts.>>
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard appears "We have weasels now!"
[Firearris] 10:45 pm: askes the guard for the weasel!
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard gives Firearris the Weasel.
[Firearris] 10:46 pm: aquires the weasel and renames it "Cat"

Take that, Lumi.




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Reese-

She just sat there frozen. He had kissed her and told her that he loved her. She was in shock.



AHHHHH I HATE NOT KOWING WHAT TO WRITE! lol
Last edited by RoryLegend on Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:00 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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<<lol>>

Clinton

Reese seemed shocked by his words and actions. They were inturupted by the sound of heavy feet; another Raptor was coming. Clinton grabbed his gun, it was almost out of bullets. He pulled several bullets out of his pocket and loaded the gun, then the raptor came tearing in.
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard appears "We have weasels now!"
[Firearris] 10:45 pm: askes the guard for the weasel!
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard gives Firearris the Weasel.
[Firearris] 10:46 pm: aquires the weasel and renames it "Cat"

Take that, Lumi.




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((I can't post more to the SB, but I can post the profile for the requested new character))

Name: Robert Mitchell (AKA Bobbi)
Age: 22
Area: Paul and Ceil
Appearance: Dark hair, dark eyes, tan skin
Personality: A leader, cares for his friends, reasonable, a critical analyzer, hates being wrong.

((Will post soon, but there he is))
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Paul followed Clark towards the far end of the enclosure. Humming Moonlight Sonata. Acting like this all bored him, but looking attentively at all security checks. Firstly they came to another closed off area with keycard access and retinal scanners. Lots of codes he desperately tried to memorize quickly

4890
1930
5656
8100
7407

Finally they came to a door guarded by four well armed guards. A camera situated on the door. Laser gateways. Once all was clear the door opened

"Ah Clark, your arrival back gladens me. You really don't need to prove yourself."

Clark shuffled nervously, "Sir, we can talk of my decisions after. I found someone."

Paul smiled.

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Brie

"Enough chatting!" Harvard snapped as the raptor roared loudly in the room.

"Close your ears, sir," Brie said as she aimed her gun at the raptor, still seated next to Dr. Pruitt. She shot twice as Clint stumbled for more ammo.

Reese covered for Clint until he finally loaded his gun and together, the three of them shot another raptor down.

"We have to get out of here!" Harvard shouted. Brie and Harvard each took Pruitt's arm and put it around their necks as they stood up. "Move, move, move!"

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Bobbi

Why people didn't accept dinosaurs like they accept wild animals was still a mystery to Bobbi. Of course, Bobbi would never let that question remain unanswered, but why was it so hard? It was all in the Bible, stated clearly in black and white!

Approaching the fortress, Bobbi's eyes scanned the streets. They left a terrible mess, Bobbi mused himself. They were winning. Humans were going extinct, and everyone very well knew it. The streets weren't crowded, but they weren't empty either. He heard wedding bells in the distance. That caused a smirk to crawl across Bobbi's dark face. His eyes landed on a teenage girl sitting by a building. He ignored her and continued for the steps leading to the fortress.
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Simon

Lives in everglades

Mute
Mother was killed by raptors 4 years ago

brown eyes, unruly dark brown hair

age 13hasn't spoken since death of mother
(will update later)

Peter
Simon's father
Sand colored hair, hazel eyes
weary angry person Feeds simon
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Paul

As he put on a face of absolute sadness, he explained to the leader. Slowly the man began to get a more worried expression when finally he'd finished the man, stared up at the ceiling.

He could swear that he saw a tear fall from the mans eyes before speaking, "If what you tell me is true... We've just had another horrible loss."

Trying so hard not to smile, Paul nodded. Whereas when they first arrived the man had been relaxed and jolly. His face now was like he'd grown older within those minutes.

Looking back up he stood up very slowly, his movements, easily angry. Then with plea in his voice he said, "I never asked to be leader of this movement... If what you tell me if correct..."

Another wash of tears fell, "Then it means one thing... this is the last resistance outpost of the humans in the North... Leave... this deeply saddens me..."

Paul walked out, then when no one was looking he let a grin slip over his face, the grin became a smirk, the smirk became a laugh, the laugh became a cackle, the cackle became an insane and mad giggle.

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We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction. Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill. We are the hidden fist of the free market.
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Ceila

She watched from the square hole at the top of the wall. The man explained his story...dinosaurions. He had done it, convinced the leader to let him be here.

"Then it means one thing... this is the last resistance outpost of the humans in the North... Leave... this deeply saddens me..." Paul turned and walked away. Ceila followed using the tunnel she was in, soon, laughter came from the man.

Liar!

She thought, as she hurried to make it out of the tunnel, out of the building. She crawled to the end of the tunnel, that led behind the building, then jumped. She walked past the building, and made her way to another. Ceila entered her small home, and grabbed a map of the area. She wrote something next to the edge.

His name..it was...Paul?

She began to write on it again. She stopped and folded it up, then shoving it in her pocket. Ceila left the home and made her way towards her kids.

“I have a small bit of news.”

<<Added small bit. Still no big ideas, :shock:>>
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard appears "We have weasels now!"
[Firearris] 10:45 pm: askes the guard for the weasel!
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard gives Firearris the Weasel.
[Firearris] 10:46 pm: aquires the weasel and renames it "Cat"

Take that, Lumi.




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Paul

Leaving the underground he let a contest appearance slip over his visage. There was plenty of time yet, though he was Dinosaurian, he knew this was good place to be for now. He remembered Havard shock at him. No one would ever expect him.

Just as he turned to walk around, he heard, "I know you're not who you claim to be, spill!"

Rolling his eyes skywards he replied, "Oh, it's the young girl again, go away and play with the traffic and mind your p's and q's. This is adult's time."
We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction. Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill. We are the hidden fist of the free market.
We are the ink, we are the quill.
[The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid) - Anti-Flag]




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My three year old brother has become obsessed with the Jurassic Park movies, I have been watching them nonstop for two days..

Reese-

The raptor lay dead, but not after putting up a good fight. Raptors where smart, they analized things, thought things through. Reese stayed close to Clinton as they made their way through the building trying to avoid any more confrontations with dinosaurs.

*sorry all I got...*
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Haha, I keep watching those movies, they keep coming on TV, its like "Oh, look! More Jurassic Park!"

Ceila

She gave him a hard look and was about to walk away, when an idea, that might make him spill, came to mind. She grinned, hoping it would work. Ceila showed the Bible she was hiding behind her back.

"I believe this belongs to you?
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard appears "We have weasels now!"
[Firearris] 10:45 pm: askes the guard for the weasel!
[Griffinkeeper] 10:45 pm: The guard gives Firearris the Weasel.
[Firearris] 10:46 pm: aquires the weasel and renames it "Cat"

Take that, Lumi.




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I know that this is a bit late, but I wanna join!

Ian Malcolm (in his 50s, if I'm not mistaken)
Cynical, intellectual person who believes that dinosaurs should never have been introduced
Cannot handle weapons whatsoever
Extremely intelligent.
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