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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 26, 2007 13:48:59 GMT -5
C:> "I dunno. It was months ago anyways, and he's still in the council... so it couldn't be anything bad." Slingshot pauses and looks towards powerhaus before grinning. "Who said I? We've gotta track them down... Unless you're not feeling up to it dear. I'm sure Backlash would be willing to help out as well."
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 27, 2007 2:11:04 GMT -5
* the old curmudgeon rubbed his forehead as he listened to this exchange. Of all the circuit-glitched diode-blowing dimwitted things he ever herd...*
" Fer bootin up cold..." * he growled out... thinking how he needed a drink right about now*
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Post by JagwarKnight on Apr 27, 2007 2:35:13 GMT -5
C>: "You... guys do that." Alia said before closing the link and pulled out a paper bag and... well, to say that she was using some colorful languge would be put it mildly.
"Now I remeber why I let Gate talk to Slingshot..." She sighed as she started to work on getting the Mainline back up and running.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 29, 2007 6:48:35 GMT -5
" Bad 'nuff dis slags happenin... but now da elders 're on some drug binge. Whut next...." * the old cop grumbled as he moved over to one of the Consoles linked to some of the still-functioning satelites*
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 30, 2007 9:36:19 GMT -5
Slingshot nods and closes the comm-link, before looking towards Powerhaus with a grin. "Let's go round up some chibi elders then, my dear." He responds lightly, before heading for the... armory.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 30, 2007 12:31:30 GMT -5
* the old curmudgeon was randomly flipping through satelite photos. He felt like a 3rd wheel in this situation... with everything that was going down he likely couldn't get out to do any real help, so he was stuck here*
* Though on one of the Satelites, hovering over the Sahara Desert... he picked up some strange readings*
" Whut in da name'a primus's cupholder?"
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Post by JagwarKnight on Apr 30, 2007 21:18:23 GMT -5
"sounds like more trouble." Alia sighed as she pulled up the data.
"Damnit, and almost all the hunters on hand are busy with damage contral." She muttered.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 2, 2007 1:49:53 GMT -5
* The data that popped up revealed something wich was disurbing, and quite frankly not possible. A radioactive hot-spot akin to a bomb having gone off in the middle of nowhere.*
* And a small portion of it seemed to be moving in a north-earstern direction*
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Post by infusion on May 3, 2007 21:37:07 GMT -5
"Well i guess you'll just have to make do with what Maverick Hunters you have left then Alia" SparX stated having just entered the room stretching his joints to make sure he was still in shape.
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 7, 2007 0:41:38 GMT -5
"Congrats, you just been sent there." Alia said as she pointed to the Transerver.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 9, 2007 2:18:09 GMT -5
" well woop-dee slaggin doo...."
* the old fart grumbled*
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 11, 2007 13:10:50 GMT -5
Alia just sighed at the grumbling.
"SparX, just get moving to where the energy reading is."
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 11, 2007 20:27:22 GMT -5
" She's gunna need backup... thoes kinda readins aren't exactly freindly weather fer fleshies."
* the old fart stated rather... blatantly*
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 23, 2007 18:37:20 GMT -5
" 'he' and he happens to be a..." Alia said when the Alarms went off... again.
"WARNING WARNING[/color][/b]"
"of all the times for the long range scanners to start working!" Alia grumbled. "looks like we have another crisis on hand."
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 25, 2007 6:04:38 GMT -5
" Whut now?" * the old fart grumbled*
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