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"Not really... he'll be fine on his own. Who knows, maybe he'll find something interesting... who knows what's under this deset..."

Blue smiles with a bit of a purr.

"Glad we're... on the same side, then, Ollie. Lovely rig, too. We going the same direction?"

Far, far off into the distance, the long road giving quite a bit of visibility, a small handful of flashing lights are visible, of the red and blue variety.

"...as I hope we are. Who knows what trouble we've gotten ourselves into... and as much as I'm sure we can handle any... problems... ourselves, having something like that, and someone like you, with the rest of us, would be somewhat useful... don't you think?"

He leans against the side of the corvette, one hand on the machinegun out of habit, the other resting on the car.

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somewhere on a road to Sherm's Diner, (located a stone's throw away from the location of a certain sinister individual) a crimson haired youth sings along to NIN, as his hairless compatriot speeds their van filled with state-of-the-art radio gear into the night.

across the globe, thousands of listeners turn their radios down a bit. mad is a notoriously bad singer.

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Hmm, I think I need a faster vehicle to catch up with them lot. (into comlink) Brother Techmarine, could you take my bike up and 'port me down a Land Speeder Tempest.

+++Sure, coming right up++++

Blue ball surronds the bike and it dissappears, blue ball appears & fades leaving a land speeder tempest. Antenor jumps in the cockpit and flys of to join the rest of the group.

OOC: This is a pis of the land speeder tempset. It has an assualt cannon and a pair of missile launchers (yeah, I know there hard to see but gw say there there)/OOC

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A bit further down the road from where madadric cruises towards the diner, a single man walks along slowly, kicking at rocks. A cigarette hangs from his mouth, and his leather bomber style jacket is thrown over his shoulder. His sleeveless shirt reveals a number of blue white tattoos running up and down his arms. As he turns to glance up at the sky, the sunlight flashes off of his mirrored shades. Heavy black boots and blue jeans complete the outfit. trudging along the road he swears to himself out-loud.

"Damnit. I knew I shouldn't have offered to teach her how to do that trick. Chicks never seem to see the humor in it. Ah well, guess I'll have to wait till I can hitch another ride. Fuck."

Finishing his smoke he tosses the butt to the ground and pulls another from his pocket, lighting it up with an engraved silver zippo.

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OOC: Ah, so this is the "famous" road-trip thread...
IC: MiaoMing twitches her tail as she looks at the GPS receiver she holds in her hand. "What is Kit doing there?!" she wonders as she hops onto her Kawasaki. She sticks the receiver into her backpack, revs the engine, then sets off in search of her boyfriend.
OOC: Be nice to the poor newbie, please... *Eyes go wide and sparkly, anime-style*

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*Walks around the BTR-80 and just stands off to the side a little ways watching... waiting for... anything to happen.*

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Hello Everyone! What are we doing this fine morning?

Fast cars, tanks, and big guns! My kinda party!.


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Heh. Whatever.

*YiA lays prone with her sunglassed head poked underneath the fairing of her slammed, silver and black Suzuki Hayabusa 1300R (Yes, if I were a man, I'd have penis envy in the form of big ass motorcycles :razz:) rang.*

YiA:Hey...No, not much. Just fucking with the bike...You? Road trip, eh...? You blew what up, already? And I wasn't there? Damn...You guys never invite me to the fun shit!...Yeah, well, I need to get outta here anyways...this living in the middle of nowhere sucks ass. Yeah, just let me head into town to get me a little spendin cash...then I'll meet up with y'all at my place. Yeah, yeah, I got the usual stack of pornographic materials and b33r...see ya. *Beep*

(ooc: I'll leave it up to you guys to decide who I just talked to) :razz:

YiA *heads into the shed to 'Suit up', as it were, donning black gloves and an eyepatch, and hoisting a really big bomb onto her back. She then runs outside and flings herself onto her Hayabusa...and the inertia created by the heavy bomb causes her to immeiately fly off the other side. She lands with an 'oof' and a cloud of dust*

Damn stupid ass big bike...if you weren't so fast I'd just scrap your sorry...*sigh* *she climbs on gently and correctly, dons her riding goggles, fires up her bike and heads into town to 'pick up her spending cash'.*

OOC: No other interactions with anyone else yet except by phone, plaese. :smile:

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*Halts thread*

Miao Ming... I grant you a DNI...

*twirls a few times, slowly, sparkly-sounding anime music playing in the background*

By the power vested in me by the gods of the EN forum... several members... and this hella nifty looking magic staff...

*stops twirling, but sparkles a lot, rays of multicolored light shining on him. He smiles, tail and ears twitching as he points the staff*

...here ya go.

*Sticker of DNI turns into a pin-on badge that says "DNI'd by BlueSoul" and it pins itself to her shirt*

Ok. Just.. like... put something about being DNI'd in your sig... >_>

*Resumes Thread*

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as thesun rises on their kitted-out van, madadric and the Bald Bastard come across a hitchhiker, thumbing his way on down the road.

on a second glance, mad recognizes the 'hiker, and gets the Supreme skin-skulled one to pull over.

"yo, been a while, Vandal, is it?"


OOC: woo, my first passanger! /OOC

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Barghest takes a step back and admires his work.The plane almost seems ready to start flying on its own."Now that I have done everything lets do a final check shall we?
All 14 machine guns locked and loaded,check
Two 454kg bombs,check
10 general purpose ground attack rockets,check
Second cockpit loaded with supplies and to help balance,check."
Barghest puts the clipboard down and goes over to a lever and pulls it.Off in the other side of the huge hangar which climbs up,barghest sees a large door opening and the morning sun pours in."Now I just need to find some extra clothes so i don't get cold up there."Barghest own cloths,baggy khaki shorts,white under shirt and a plaid button up shirt are stained with dirt and oil and would not offer much warmth in the sky.But after rummaging around he scraps up a old aviators jacket and goggles,making it,at least in his mind,okay.Climbing into the cockpit barghest starts the ingition sequence and checks the flaps.After going over everything he punchs the throttle and the Heavy fighter bomber roars out of the hangar and into the morning sky.Pulling up higher and with the overpowering sound of the twin engines,barghest doesn't hear the sound of his own mad laughter.


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Vandal lowers his shades to look past the driver as the van pulls to a stop.

"madadric. Good to see ya man. What's the haps? Feel like givin me a lift? Dont' matter where to, I'm just sort of wandering around lately."

At mad's nod he slips around to the sliding door and climbs in, making himself comfortable in the midst of al lthe radio equipment.

"Nice digs. Looks like this cost a good chunk a change. Sweet. So where we headin?"

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*After stopping an exhorbitant amount of times, desperately trying to figure out where Sherm's Diner is, k_d finally pulls into the parking lot.*

Dammit, if I had known where this was before hand, it would have saved me alot of gas... Why didn't I ask those guys near the gas station?

*Jumping out of the car and stretching, k_d makes his way in.*

<OOC>Ok... I think I'm the first one here. Anyone else going to be arriving any time soon? It's still night, isn't it? I've been kinda ambiguous about the time. If it's still night, let's say I've got really good nightvision.</OOC>

[EDIT] Why don't I notice these stupid spelling mistakes until AFTER I post!?

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::Kitsune looks around, eyebrow twitching::

Damn . . . Roadblock . . . Now how am I gonna explain this to the folks? "Yes mum, I really got arrested for running a police barricade, now stop crying okay?" Oh yeah, I can just see it now . . . Hmm. Well, at least I know the APC guy's on our side . . . for now. At least 'Ming's not involved yet.

::Slaps forehead::

Dammit . . . She's got that souped-up GPS I gave her. Crap . . . I should've thought of this.

::Kit turns to Blue::

Look, it's been wild, my catty compatriot, but something's come up . . . I've got a girlfriend coming in at two o'clock position and I don't want her running into ollie(OOC: No offense, ollie, but Kit the chara doesn't like you much) or that freaky DJ on the radio, so I'm gonna jet. See ya around and I hope we meet up again later!

::Kitsune hops up onto the motorcycle, kicks out the stand, and revs the engine, roaring off like he's an ambulance being chased by three lawyers::

I just hope 'ming's okay . . .

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OCC: morning now is it? lets just say it's a few hours on from the last thing then.../OCC

/the sun was starting to rise as the group clustered around the group of vehicles started to actually communicate <I>without</I> firing weapons at each other

"well, we're one biker down, but hey...
hahaha, yes, indeed... anyway, do you lot actually have a destination? I'm pretty sure it's the same as mine anyway, if any of your associuates wish to co-pilot with me I'll be more than happy to accomadate them, i mean, that little car of yours will get overloaded a lot faster than than my little APC will"

/ollie pats the armoured vehile he's leaning againt. he seems just as awake as he was hours ago when he pulled up there, the rest of the group seem to be falling behind him somewhat, they could be pretending to lower their guard, but after a day on the road it's anyone's guess

"and by the sounds of the radio at the moment there could be a few more people joining us soon... i've had....ahem, an idea that there will be one more group heading our way soon at least..."

/he smiles widely, energeticly striding around

"so, i'm assuming your associate, well, underground is finishing his work from the lack of mechanical sound etc.."

/he smiles, knowing that they didn't think he could hear such minor details above his hours of small talk and ranting

"so we're ready to head off again would you say? any oppositon along the way, well *pats the APC* I'm sure we'll be able to get by... hahaha"

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as the sun crests into view, the radio van draws near to the diner, and mad give a quick speech,

"ok, it's breakfast time right now, so i'm gonna give you all the 'iced earth' album to listen to while i stuff my face...you'll all hear from me soon enough, and blue, your prizes are waiting at the diner."

three figures emerge from the van, Vandal, The Bald one, all dressed in black, black hole-filled jeans, and a t-shirt with ZDF emblazoned on it. mad, wearing comfortable baggy clothes, black shades sheilding his crimson eyes from the morning sun, a sleepy grin playing across his face.

"laslow and jenny didn't bug you, did they?" mad asks Vandal, as the three stroll int the diner.


Bald and Beautiful mitters something about panjacks.

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"Nah, it's all good. hmm... food sounds so good right now."

As the three push into the diner, a few heads turn to looks at them, mostly fellow travelers on the road, momentarily distracted by the three's entrance and appearance.

"There we go, looks like a good table to me."

Leading the way over to a table in the corner, Vandal hitches his shades up on his head and slides into his chair, tossing a pack of worn smokes onto the table top along with the silver lighter.

"I'm feeling like a big breakfast this morning folks. Lotsa pig meat. So mad, where we headed anyways? Not that I really care, it's better than wandering around the roads, but out of curiosity."

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Barghest at first just flies around in a lazy circle.From up high he gets a good view of just about everything,to one side of him he can just make out the outskirts of a town to the other side he can see something glinting from the sun.After a minute of staring he realizes its the APC from the night before and right next to it is blue's car.Suddenly very worried about the people who picked him up,Barghest plane into a dive and prepares to do a strafing run over the the APC to see if everything is still okay.


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::Kitsune looks up as a huge shadow passes over top of him::

Whoa, is that a plane? It's huge! And . . . ::Kit looks behind him:: It's headed straight for ollie's APC. WHY oh why do I get the feeling this is not going to help ollie's sanity?

::A radio appears in his hand(OOC: Kit just DEMed again, and the radio, in case you're wondering, is the kind air controllers use to help airplanes taxi in to the runways in an airport. :OOC), and Kitsune fiddles with the frequency for a while. He grins finally, and then he gets serious, and he begins to yell into the radio::

HEY!! Barghest!! Don't shoot, you idiot!! ollie's on our side now!! If you shoot, you don't know what he'll do!! Look, do you wanna get Blue killed?!!!

::Kit stops, and watches, hoping he got through::

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With the APC getting closer into view he can see several people moving around.Just as barghest begins to relax a message comes though the radio.
"***Barghest**********shoot, you idiot!ollie*****************************don't *********what************************Blue killed?!!" Now he goes back to being worried."Going to have to get a real good look now." Barghest slows the plane down and lowers the altitude to get a even better look.Now only a few feet off the ground and going at a still breakneck speed,barghest continues the strafing run.


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