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*Gets in the bus and gets ready it for departure.*

"All right, we got a long way to go. All aboard!!!"

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hurin settles down in his seat comfortably and waits for the others to board, looking satisfied and relieved.

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He jumps into the buss and sits next to Hurin.

"what are you smiling about"


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hurin shrugs his shoulders. "i think i may have just won a battle with my er..inner demon, so to speak."

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"Inner demons keep life interesting."

OOC/I spend an entire weekend drinking with my best friend's father and all you get in are 3 posts?!? Ah, well, I guess great minds think alike. Underage drinkers unite!


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OOC: yes, my weekend too was full of the fuzzy blur of alcohol, but me and all of my friends are of drinking age. we's all old. /OOC

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OOC/I'm 20, so here in the U.S. I'm underage but I don't care. It's funny how well I deal with alcohol. I was so drunk I couldn't see straight, literally. But none of my friends(they don't drink) could tell that I was hammered.

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At the point of a knife, Now the die is shaken
Now the die must fall,
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Who don't go home with all, Not with all...


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Will be gon 4 weks tacke care of my character kill him or what ever.

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GOD: *Kicks the thread*

"Get this moving here. Clay can't think of everything!"

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hurin sughs impatiently, weary of the graveyard. "Man of Clay, perhaps we should leave the others to take the other vehicle when they are ready. i for one am tired of waiting for the to get on this deathtrap so we can leave."

Hurin goes and retrieves another can of the SPAMmeat from the large pile of food at the back of the bus, cuts it in half and consumes the contents at a leisurely pace.

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"Sounds like an Idea...Hey, Hurin, wanna drive :grin: !?!?!"

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Tapping his fingers impatiently on the steering wheel of the truck, he looks about and sighs. Poking his head out the window, he bellows at the lollygaggers.

"HEY! GET IN THE BLOODY BUS! <font size= +2> NOW!"</font size>

Watching as the others all scramble into the bus, he smiles and revs the engine before shifting into gear and taking off, the bus close behind.

[ooc] Had to get this party started somehow, hope y'all don't mind.[/ooc]

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OOC: fin wit me at any rate./OO

hurin hesitates for only a moment. "ok. you will have to talk me through it" hurin's grasp on the slang of this world was quickly froeing more proficient.

chantha have always been fast learners. they grasp things quickly when explained, and are very good at cognitive leaps. their only downfall is that they only exell at learning existing technologies. the chantha are not a race of inventors.

within the hour, Hurin had the bus screaming down the highway, controlling it almost as expertly as Clay. "this isn't so bad! i could very easily come to enjoy 'driving'"

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"It's too bas there is really no other traffic, we'd scare the hell out of them."


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*SHO sits atop the speeding Van, goggle sprotected his eyes from bugs. Smiling he looks down the deserted Highway. Something can be seen in the distance. a slight haze and a clound of dust*

SHO: Hey, I think we may have some bogeys!!

*SHO's scream is prety much ignored by the others, as they can her him over the wind and the engine. SHO satnds atop the van, adjusting his goggles and trying to get a better view of the oncoming persons.*

Madaric: Why is the kid moving around on the roof?

Clay: Beats me, hey. what's that up ahead?

*The ridrs come into view, 10 maybe 20 barbarian yles with large swords and some with fearsome looking Bow and arrows. A giangantic war arrow imbides it self into the roof oof the Van and the riders close in.
SHO draws the Glocks he borrowed Clay, and begins to pound on the roof of the Van.*

SHO: OK< pulls this crate over, it's random battle time!

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hurin swerves the bus as he slws down, aiming for one of the barbarians. the hapless warrior gets chewed up by the underworkings of the bus, and it comes to a grinding halt.

hurin gabs his composite bow, and opens one of the bus's windows, and proceeds to let fly arrows into any of the attackers that come into his range.

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"Stopping? What the hell for?"

The truck plows forward, scattering barbarian warriors like dust as he screams through. Sliding to a halt further down the road, he cranks the wheel and charges back towards the scene.

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*Clay opens fire on the barbarians from the sunroof of the bus, expertly picking them off one by one with a Remington Light Tactical .308.*

"I'm making daylight, Hurin, run to it."

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One's for sport and one's for blood
At the point of a knife, Now the die is shaken
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slamming the window shut, hurin leaps back behind the steering wheel, and starts up the old beast. "right, hold onto something!"

hurin guns the engine, and makes for the convenient hole in the attacker's lines created by his comrade's cover fire.

the surviving barbarians are not quitters, however, and give chase.

OOC: i forgot, are the barbarians just on plain ol' horses?"

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*Several of the Barbarians leap onto the roof of the charging van, Swords drawn, they begin to hack at it as if it were a beast they were intent on bring down. SO intenet in fact that they seem to have ignored to little Asian kid with the GLocks.*

SHO: Now, thats; just damn rude.

*SHO unloads the glock on the closest Barb, sending his bullet riddled corpse cartwheeling off the van*

SHO: Well, that was entertaining, hhm, maybe I should have gots a few clips from Clay too?

Barb1: You are the ones we seek, your foolhardy voyage ends here.

SHO: Really, how you gonna pull that off stinky!

*Almost at the same instant the words leave SHO's mouth, a hail of giant War Arrows come raining down on the van, surrounded by a blue glow the arrows seem to be corrected their course in mid air, magically speeding toward the van.

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