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« Reply #315 on: April 18, 2013, 09:09:46 pm »

"Me and Colt should stick together. Charlie maybe should go with us? We don't got the military training he got."
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« Reply #316 on: April 18, 2013, 09:48:36 pm »

Alec managed to move the Shrike to point it at the wright, just had to pull the trigger, almost got hi--Everything felt like it went dark. His head swam. His touched arm slumps... Maybe? He's not sure. Can't feel it. His thoughts get muddled cold Move toocold MOVE cantmove MOVE! frozen

His arm didn't respond numb His mind reels panic trying to think of cantthink a way out of this, something, there must be nohope SOMETHING he can do! nothing What can he do? die

Alec can... donothing Can... THINK! He can punch it. useless That might do nothing something! Or-or-He can use the nothingwillhelp salve! That might work! toolate

Alec's addled, stressed mind tries desperately to find a way out of this, a part of him refusing to die out right. Another part is just telling him to have one last pull off of a cancer stick, to greet the end. theend Wait...

Wait! cold Cigaret! wrong Fire! ice Heat! warmth His lighter! right With the the very last of his strength, he steels himself as he digs out his lighter and tries to avoid the wrights gaze the best he could. He holds the lighter up to the wrights ancient priest robes and desperately tries to flick the light on, to set the horrible thing aflame! If that fails to work, with desperate strength, he tries to punch it square across the jaw with the hopefully lit lighter in his hand!

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« Reply #317 on: April 18, 2013, 10:47:25 pm »

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Goldman nodes his approval. "Then me in the twins shall examine the door on this floor. You can attempt the stairs. Keep on radio communication, if you find anything important, report it." He continues to say, as he moves out with the twins behind him, opening the unlocked steel door. You and the squad mates you had chosen nod at each other, readying your weapons as you go down the stairs. The stairs were average stairs, like you might find in a hotel. Just cement and steel. After going down about three floors, you come to another steel door, looking like something you might find on a space station. Charlie opens the door, as you and Colt take point, in case anything was on the other side.....but there was nothing there. Everything is...too open. You continue, walking to another staircase, this time a spiral one. You go down the steel spiral staircase.....and still nothing. A boring trip down a dozen or so stories. You eventually make it to the bottom...and yet ANOTHER door, this one a square, like one at the Archangel main base. You again enter, still ready for something to happen as you, Colt, and Charlie enter the room.

It was large, and like a cylinder, with high concrete walls and a circular top that looked like it could be opened...a missile silo? Though that was not important. In the middle, was an occult symbol... it reminds you of the one you had seen with the Oni back when. When you step up to investigate, you hear someone snap.

Suddenly, lights come on the side of the room, illuminating all around. There where several of the brutish cultists standing around, waving a machine gun toward your squad, at least ten of them. Another twenty humans where in their ranks, wielding lighter but no less deadly weapons, from pistols to assault rifles. In the middle, standing across from you, was two familiar faces. "I was wondering when you would get here, brother." The Nazi said, smiling his insane smile, with no sign of the injuries you had inflicted on him earlier. Next to him, wearing a different robe, one with large open sleeves, was the cultist who's life you had spared in the first mission. "I have been watching you..." he said, his voice darker then the last time you met, as he put on a pair of dark-reflective sunglasses, "All of you. Even before you killed my last apprentice....a weak fool he ways. He couldn't even control the transformations with the tattoos..." he continued, half casually. "But I think you might be worthy. Join me!" he continued, offering his hand. "After all, you may have defeated me when you had the chance, it proves that you are not heartless. You have simply been deceived by the beast's lies!" He continued, giving off hand motions like fists with his words. "Even I was once like you, a blind man, serving the archangel innocently! I thought I was truly doing good...but I got to thinking. Why is this all happening? Why are we doing what we are told? Then I found the transformation and everything became clear! The hipocracy of the archangels...telling us to destroy magic, while using it for their own purposes! Have you even seen the face of the man who gives you missions!" he continues to rant, emotionally waving his hands.

You look around to see at least thirty guns pointing at you, as you allow the man to rant. What do you do now?

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You desperately go for your lighter. Your hand trembling, as if it had epilepsy, you manage to grab the lighter, though your spastic moments made it difficult to hold it. All you can hear now is your own breath and heartbeat, as you lood directly into the face of the borrow wright, its eyes glowing, as its rotting mouth begins to open. You flick the lighter. Nothing. You nearly drop it. You flick it once again, as the borrow wrights mouth begins to open fully. All you can see now is the glow of the borrow wrights eyes glowing, and a large blue flame from his mouth. You flick again. Nothing. The blue fire exits the borrow wright, as if he was breathing. Your whole body starts to go numb, as even the lighters wait becomes to much to bare. You use your full strength just to move your thumb one last time.......

As the world warms up once again. Blackness leaves, you now see the whole body of the borrow wright. A large, orange flame had begun to burn, right above his heart, inches in front of you. The fire quickly spreads, the corpse setting itself ablaze as you continue to look it in the face. It seems to be...smiling. The darkness leaves your eyes and mind, the rest of the world slowly comes into focus, as if you had waken from a dream. The stone walls can be seen once again, the walls of skulls in the background, the roof, your flashlight. The cold had slowly lifted with the darkness, as you are able to move your muscles again. The inferno now overtook the whole borrow wright, its eyes slowly fading as the fire continues.

In the background, Helena had destroyed two of the walls, a pile of cracked bones lie were it once was, as she danced with the remaining walls, dodging their large advances as she peppered the wall with bullets, preparing to throw a grenade as she noticed they slowed, the light fading from their eyes as well. They collapsed to the floor, the eyes left out of their eyes. Helena walks over and pats you on the shoulder with a "Good job!" as she prepares to leave. "Good idea burning the mummy! They used to use those things for fuel, they burn so well" she continues, causally as she walks away from you.

You stay back for a second. Something tells you to look at something. You go to the borrow wright's starting position, carefully stepping around the bones, as you look into the book, finding a bookmark:

"Again he said unto me, Prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, O ye dry bones, hear the word of the Lord. Thus saith the Lord God unto these bones; Behold, I will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live...."

A clue for Commander Soto, perhaps?

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« Reply #318 on: April 18, 2013, 11:17:02 pm »

[I'm... Kinda surprised that worked. I knew you were hinting at something with the cigaret, and then remembered that it was dry and dusty, so it would probably catch fire easily. That and the whole "heat==warmth!=cold" thing. 'Course, it was a gamble because of the mist and the fact that it was freezing. Gotta know, what did I roll for that? Probably just enough to succeed, my guess.]

Come on, hold that lighter, hold it! Bring it around, you can do it, just a bit more! Alec tried to distract himself from staring at the wright dead in the face, but it wasn't helping much. It was like he was memorizing every horrible detail of that face into his mind. Flick. Damn... Try again, don't drop it! Flick. The wrights face was almost next to his, its burning eyes go dark. Then he felt himself grow rapidly weaker... His vision started to fade... Just one more time... Fl-Ick!

Suddenly, his eyes were focusing intently on a small fire on the wrights chest. Soon it spread throughout all of the wright as Alec dragged himself away from it, not wanting to be near such a thing, but the look caught him. It looked... Happy. He started to grow aware of the rest of his surroundings, Helena still fighting the walls, two of them already destroyed. Soon the remaining walls slowed, then stopped, but Alec continued to watch the wright burn as he stood up, shivered, then patted the dust off of him and retrieving any lost gear.

Alec winced when Helena touched him, Alec turning to look at her and reminding himself that it was over. Seems she was leaving soon, and unfazed by all that had happened. The fight with the wright felt like it took an eternity with him, although he wasn't that sure how long it actually took... Alec still couldn't help but be confused about Helena. Everything about her, really. Little made sense. But he took his mind off of that as he moved to check out where the Wright was standing when they first saw it, to look around for clues. Hm... An old Bible on an odd verse.

Alec turned back to the burned remains of the wright. It... Didn't feel right to just leave it laying there. Alec did a quick search around to see if it did actually perhaps come from the tomb, or if there was a good spot for it. Alec figures it would probably be in the back of the room, where they probably didn't look much. If he thinks he found it, he will carefully try to take the burnt body and lay it there, hoping that whoever was inhabited by such a foul thing was at peace. If he couldn't find such a spot, he would place it before the cross in as dignified a position as he could make it to be in without harming it.

If Alec finds anything interesting with his quick search and impromptu burial, he'll take a closer look at it after he was finished and possibly take it if possible. Either way, he'll head back to the old Bible and ponder for a moment the good versus the bad of taking it, then deciding it would help more than harm gingerly and carefully take the old book and take it with him outside to catch up with Helena.

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« Reply #319 on: April 19, 2013, 10:20:49 am »

Patricia stared. Was this guy really this fucking stupid? A monologue? Trying to convince the hero to betray her friends? "They are deceiving you all, hypocrites and liars! They do not seek to help mankind!" he kept going on, and on. Jesus H. Christ. "Wait. Let me ask you something," Patricia spoke up. "How many movies have you seen?" The Nazi seemed puzzled by her non sequitur. She swept a blaze of fire from her SMG, unloading A full clip of over pressure bullets into the cultists, before running forward. "My grandfather was a Jew, you Nazi son-of-a-bitch!" Pulling her hatchet out, she tackled him, the cultists guns blazing at her, the moving target, as Charlie began to mow them down with heavy fire and Colt, smart boy that he is, took aim and killed the more careful cultists, who tried to actually aim at her or Charlie. "I'll finish you this time!" the woman shouted, hatred in her face.
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« Reply #320 on: April 19, 2013, 06:50:46 pm »

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You rolled a two, with a success at three. Fortunately, the cold was mostly mental, and mummies tend to burn easily, the fog didn't do much to stop the fire. I had based the "dungeon" on the Catacombs of Paris, thus the walls of skulls and the sign, with the graveyard based on another graveyard. The borrow wright was based on a natural mummy, since they are considered the European version of the mummy, I thought it would be fitting.

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You look around for a spot, finding nothing that had hinted of him being here. You simply pickup what you can and lay him in front of the cross among the other body parts, his body now just as skeletal and dead, with his arms above his heart. You find nothing of value, simply stone walls and dead bodies. You grab the Bible and follow Helena out. The tunnel seems much less cold now, as you step over the corpses in the way. You make it past the gate easily enough, David had been waiting for you, leaning against the wall. There were a few bodies lying around and a small hole in the rubble blocking the door, which the three of you manage to push aside as you go out. The graveyard looks like a battlefield, with dead bodies piled everywhere, carpeting the area. The jetcopter was parked outside the graveyard, with Otonashi speaking over the communicator as Timmy sat slumped over the turret gun. You step over the dead, stepping on a few of them, as you go to the copter. You show your bible to Otonashi, who takes immediate interest in it.

Pulling out the hand behind his back, now covered in a black glove, Otonashi examines the book. "New glue techniques on the binding.... no page wear. Smells like new to....The paper is modern, and the pages are written by a machine, with page numbers. It is also a King James version, looking at your verse. The catacombs pride themselves on having genuine tenth-century writings and bones, and while this may fool a tourist several scientists have examined them. Coupled with your description of the borrow wright, I would have to assume that our friend brought it with him. Even if he is just messing with us and we can not find a motivation in this, we may find some finger prints or similar forensic evidence..." he says, carefully looking over the book, bringing it closer to his face, turning it around, and even smelling it. He then puts it in what looks like a zip lock bag as you go to the jetcopter.

You return to the main base, the ride being the standard, arriving at night time. The squad lands in a different docking bay that Otonashi had called in, opening a separate part of the roof like a microwave, as you land. The room, as opposed to your garage, is a sterile white. Doctors, masked with something that looks like it could block chemical weapons, had given each of your squad a checkup, taken a blood sample, and other such procedure. After returning to the jetcopter, Otonashi explains that it is standard when a mission involves undead or other Freaks that are likely to give off diseases, as it would be horrible for a disease to spread in the facility, especially considering everyone is inside. Your squad is found to be clean, and you leave back to your own garage.

You return to your room and do your nightly rituals, going to bed soon after. You wake up hungry, realizing that you had only had breakfast yesterday.

Is there anything you want to do during cooldown?

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You unload your gun, as it sings out with *pdddpdddpddd" as you use automatic fire, spraying bullets toward the groups of cultist. The look surprised, ducking for cover, as a few humans and a brute take your overpressure bullets. The kick is a little stronger then on your handguns, going into your shoulder rather then your hand, as your gun keeps getting lighter and lighter, bullets flying out of your gun. Your comrades join you, firing at the cultist as you begin your charge. The cultists, taken aback by surprised, seemed to not know how to use their guns, like they had never fired one in their life, and opened full auto toward your squad. The brutes, looking like they had never even heard of a gun, opened fire haphazardly, some even hitting their own men on the other side of the room. While the cultists where fighting Charlie and Colt, you continued to jump on the Nazi.

The Nazi smiled, standing idly as you jumped on him. He simply turned his head, his insane smile widening , as he simple said "Your turn, Isaiah." , as you tackle him to the ground, raising your axe. Suddenly, the cultist who you had spared points his fist at you. It bubbles for a second, before a slimy tentacle hits out at you, punching you back as if you had been hit by a truck, even sending you flying. Pain shoots through your body as you hit the ground. You managed to protect your head, but your torso hurts, causing you to curl up in pain. The Nazi gets up, pointing his finger at you. "I have received a few...upgrades since we last met!" He states, as his finger begins to transform. His finger becomes the gun barrel from last time, but from his wrist projected a shotgun, above it another, smaller gun. On the sides were two more pistols, making it look like the Nazi had glued several guns to his hand. He begins to laugh as he prepares to fire, only for the hand of the cultist you had saved touches his shoulder. "The trials are not done yet....it is time to take our leave." He said, pushing a button.

The door at the top of the chamber began to open, revealing a small coating of dirt. The cultist you had saved earlier, apparently named Isiah, puts his hands to the side, as his fingers start to bubble. They then jut out red, vainy muscle bulbs that transform into a smiley, yet still vainy, tentacle with suction cups at the bottom, a little less thick then the tentacals you had seen before. He then uses these to grab on the side of the silo, rising up to the top quickly, holding the Nazi in one hand. "Lebewohl Brother!" The Nazi says, between insane laughter, "Even if they break you, big brother Walther will fix you! Maybe we can get your memory back! Just think of the upgrades....", as the cultist bursts through the roof, as dirt falls, light coming through the hole he had burst through.

The cultist around had now been thinned by the gunfire of yourself and your squad mates, as well as their own, leaving only a fourth of the original cultists left. You can now move yourself, what do you do?
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« Reply #321 on: April 19, 2013, 08:19:05 pm »

Patricia shakes her head. Why did sparing someone's life never seem to go well? She gets up, carefully, and gets out her glock, letting the Bizon lay where she dropped it. As a brute finally managed to figure out how to point a gun in Colt's general direction, Patricia aimed down the sights, lined up the...thing's stomach, and fired a three round burst. Without the weird bones to stop it, he crumpled over, unable to aim, if not out of action all together. A few more cultists have taken cover sensibly, and are trying to figure out how to suppress. So the woman goes for headshots on them, missing three times before dropping both. Colt and Charlie, by this time, have basically finished off the rest, and she sighs. "Lovecraft must be turning in his grave." She says, breaking the tension.
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« Reply #322 on: April 19, 2013, 08:53:10 pm »

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You all smile, preparing to leave, when Colt turns to look up. "Something feels...off" he said, his voice echoing through the chamber like the shot of a gun. Suddenly, from the whole above, a giant-tentacled thing fell at blinding speeds. Before hitting the ground, ten tentacles reached out, grabbing onto the wall with a shriek. A man in the middle of the tentacles bobbed up and down carefully, directly above the strange symbols on the floor. The man, Isiah as you can now see, quickly fuses the tentacle-fingers, as they wrap together like rope, cancerous tumors quickly pulsating as they formed two new arms, one made of bone, more snake like then the last cultist, the second having one-large mouth, as the bone tentacle wraps around him like a spiral shell.

You quickly realize that this was a trap. But the cultists were not meant to kill you. That is why they where so incompetent, so easy to beat... Like the Oni, the circle must have needed blood. And you provided it to them, falling for the trap.

Isiah begins to speak, the voice enlarged by the huge mouth, echoing off the chamber, not dulled at all by his hard shell. "Spilled is the blood of the brave..." Isiah begins, in some kind of poorly-written spell. "Died for the path we must pave" he continues, as a circle of blood-red light begins to emit from around the shell. "I now ask you to rise on this, their grave" he continued. Charlie had gotten in prone position, firing his large gun on a stand, the bullets chipping the snakelike bone but not getting through. Isiah continued, as the bad rhymes continue to spout from Isiah, "If love can hill, can not hatred save?". His voice is still audible above the echoing gunfire, changing into a separate language. At first it sounds like Latin, then going into Hebrew, as the blood red light continued to grow bigger, a larger circle growing from it, walking up the side of the missile silo and illuminating the inside. After about five minutes, you all attempting to get in, all attempts being foiled, the chanting ends. At the end, Isiah stated clearly in English once again "Delay thirty".

The sneak-like moth came out from the top of the shell, blue and red veins pulsing inside it. It was smiling as it spoke "This is your next test, my mavericks." it said, its mouth moving in a way that brings bile to the back of your mouth. "You have half an hour to stop the summoning. We have placed explosives here, magically detonated so don't even try to open it yourself. We have given the other promising student a detonator, you must find and defeat him. If you don't, then our friend will destroy you, and we will summon more. Our beauteous new world will come about. Good luck" Isiah continued, as the long mouth spoke, winding ever upwards, pulling out the whole shell through the roof, breaking open all the grass and sending dirt flying down as the whole opened ever wider.

What do you do now?
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« Reply #323 on: April 20, 2013, 02:13:43 am »

[Well, literally by the skin of my teeth there. Love it, nothing like just barely surviving. I recognized the area as some cathedral of some sort in France, although I didn't think much of the graveyard or the wright itself honestly. I figured the wright might of came from some bog or something, as I recall that tends to turn things orange due to its mummifying process.]

Alec sighed as he couldn't find anything else, nor a proper resting place for the post-wright. Seeing little else, he laid it down before the cross in a dignified position, took the bible, and followed Helena. It no longer felt cold, wrong anymore. This made Alec feel... Accomplished, as if he did a good deed. Those here can finally rest in peace, no more the puppets of some foul source. Soon, or so it seemed to him, Alec was once again the the jetcopter, strapped to the seat. He's curious as to some of the revelations found, the bible, the wright, and how it might all connect with the werewolves. But such soon got pushed to the back of his mind as he rested in his seat, eager to try and find some solace.

Everything else passed in a blur, scientists checking them for diseases due to hanging around the dead, them being found out to be fine, heading back to the squad room, the lull of sleep. Alec's stomach woke up much before he did, the noises ensuing forth from it waking him up. Dragging himself from the sweet embrace of blissful sleep, Alec did his normal morning rituals: light exercise, smoke, hygiene, etc. He made sure that the salve is hidden where it was before, and makes his way out to see what the rest of the team was doing after getting properly dressed, mulling over what to do. Alec purposes that today he should probably interact more with the team, since he's to be working with them. After eating, of course, hard to do things when rather hungry. He idly wondered how unhealthy it is to only eat one meal in a day, then decided to make up for it. Then his thoughts also wondered to how unhealthy that was as well... Alec sighed, decided that he should just eat.

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« Reply #324 on: April 20, 2013, 12:15:21 pm »

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You hide the salve and do your exercises, sit ups, push ups, stretches, and have a smoke afterwords. Your smoke exits through the vent, though you don't feel much a draft. After you are completed, you exit to the main room. The team is already up and moving about, Tommy and Helena playing a video game and eating. David was yawning, just coming out of his own room, and exited the main room past you. After looking around, you decide that you probably have to decide what you want to eat.

Do you want to go to the mess hall again, or to the requisition officer to get some better food?
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« Reply #325 on: April 20, 2013, 12:54:22 pm »

Alec nodded to the team when he saw them, giving them morning greetings. Seeing Tommy and Helena preoccupied, he gives David a query of where he might find the Requisition Officer. While the mess hall has food, he'd rather eat something that he could look forward to, as well as possibly seeing what else he could requisition.

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« Reply #326 on: April 20, 2013, 01:32:28 pm »

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You ask David for directions to the requisition officer as he passes by. He gives you a quick description, you thank him and exit to the small hallway. You go through a series of smallish hallways, about the size you would expect a hospital hallway to be, turning where David had told you. After a few minutes, you find yourself in a slightly larger hallway, with double doors opening to a large warehouse. There were a few men working around, crates being moved by forklifts, with large piles of food reaching to the roof everywhere on shelves. You see a man wearing the service uniform in a hardhat, who was looking over some potatoes as he wrote something on a clipboard. You wave to him and ask where you can find the requisition officer.

"That would be me", he said, pointing his thumb at himself as he waved a guy behind him to take the potatoes away. "So what will it be big guy? We got some nice bacon for cheap. Or do you want something with more protein? Jus' got a shipment of eggs. Fancy organic free range stuff. The higher ups said they taste better, but I don't see the difference. To me, they are just a logistic problem, and I would be happy to get rid of them before they rot on me." He continued, walking toward you and putting his clipboard at his side. "Of course we have any food imaginable, I am sure you can find something you like."

You ask him if there is anything other then food you can get with your requisition tokens. "Well...." he starts, looking unsure if he should say anything, shoulders shrugged and eyes looking to the corner of the room. "There is this one lady who will trade them for weapon upgrades n' specialty bullets and other fancy stuff like that" he says, shrugging. "But she is a little...." he continued, finishing the sentence by circling his finger next to his head in the "crazy" hand signal. "She makes some interesting things, not all of em work right. When they do, they can be impressive though. When they don't, I wouldn't want to be the one firing them." he continued, turning around to signal something to a man in the back. "Shes a requisition officer herself, of section 108. I can give ya directions if you really want em..."

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« Reply #327 on: April 20, 2013, 07:05:23 pm »

Alec thanked David for his directions and made his way to where he was instructed. Somehow not getting lost, or at least not lost enough that he required help that is, he managed to find his way to a warehouse. Maybe he's getting better at navigating this place, he ponders. Alec pushed such things aside as he conversed with a worker there to find out that he was actually talking with the requisition officer. What luck!

He listened to what the man had to say, remembering to ask if there were other things he could get with the tokens. Seems to be the choice of good food, or questionable weapon upgrades. Alec shook his head at the man's offer to provide directions, maybe another day, but not right now. Alec briefly wondered how many tokens he had, as that would affect what he could get. Either way, he was hoping to get some eggs to help out with the 'logistical' problem, and some bacon as well. ...Maybe some potatoes for hash browns, they can't be that hard to make can they? "Requisition tokens? New." Alec questioned the man about the tokens, the second sentence directed at himself to explain that he was still new to everything here. He's hoping to gain more information about them. Are they actual, physical things? Where would he get such? Is it more of a tab system, like at a bar? He knew that the tokens existed, but not much else.

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« Reply #328 on: April 20, 2013, 07:26:12 pm »

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The man explains, as he pulls out a blue tablet with angel wings on it, doing some work. "Requisition tokens are a credit given to you with your paycheck. They are basically like a payroll card, that can only be used to purchase food. If you run out somehow, you can purchase more from your paycheck. You get thirty each month, with no turnover. Use em or lose em. If necessary, they can be transferred to another account, officially so that a single member can do all the shopping stuff, if both parties ask a requisition officer. Thats bout it."

You ask him for the foodstuffs, and he says something over his communicator. A forklift brings over a crate, and he walks over and pulls out a wooden box, about the size of a pizza, opening it up and taking out a compact egg carton. "Two dozen eggs one token" He says, as he walks over to a shelf. "Sack of potatoes one token." Finally, a man comes running over with a large bag of bacon, already seasoned in a sealed plastic bag. "Bacon, two tokens. That it?" he asks.

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« Reply #329 on: April 21, 2013, 01:07:06 pm »

Alec ponders the moment on if that was good enough, but seeing that this would be plenty for his breakfast needs, he nods to the man. Now onto the problem of paying the man, how exactly is that done... "Do I sign something?" Alec queried the man, not thinking of much else to do here beyond paying the kind officer and being on his way back to the squad room with his new food stuffs. Course that brings up the question of where to store and cook it... Alec wished he thought this through better, but mentally shrugged. He'll figure it out in time.

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