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4/16/2015 10:35:23 PM
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-The Team moves out of the 2nd Circle and enters the 3rd. As they enter, they notice it was not.... Hell like at all. There was a Golden Sky, trees, and birds flying. People laughed and danced, and it gave the Team the urge to join. But little did they know this was a another one of Hell's demons, the Sirens, casting a illusion with their songs as they drained the soul's of the Team. Each member was in a dream like state of
their life wishes coming true. Each one was different for each member-
*sees people sitting on bench*
Person: August! Come on over!
*walks towards*
Mom? Thomas? I... how. I saw you die.
*Mother gets up and hugs me*
Mom: My Dear August, how could we ever leave you. Come on and sit with us.
*sits down and starts to tear up*
All this time... I thought I abandoned you...
I'm so glad your safe...
Mom: We'll always be with you.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 4/16/2015 11:27:29 PM*is stills sitting at bench* *is laughing with family* Mom: You can stay here forever, you know that August. Really? I feel like I had somet- *Mom's image flickers to that of a monster* Mom? What was that? *entire landscape flickers* What is this? *illusion fades* Siren: Oh if only you could have ignored that... now you're family will remain dead. *Siren lunges at* *I dodge then slice head off* Mom.. Thomas... so they are really? *wipes face* Heh. I should have known. After all, it was my hand that did it. *snaps out of dream state* Grimm. *Grimm stands beside* Atleast your not fake. Let's find Python and Jams.
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*An older gentleman is reading a newspaper next to a fountain* [i]Older man: You... can't be...?[/i] *I stare at him* [i]Older man: It is... you are. Hello- err... I take it you still introduce yourself as Jams? Doubt it you would've told anyone.[/i] *I nod* *He smiles and motions for me to join him* [i]Older Man: Still using your rifle? Bah, of course you are. I think you cares more for that thing than anything else! [/i] *He laughs* *I hesitantly smile* I thought you were off-world...? *He pauses* [i]Older Man: Oh, I'm on vacation! Like yourself![/i] *He laughs again* [i]Older Man: So, how's that sister of yours?[/i] *I clear my throat and finally speak up* Oh.. Zara? *I suddenly see her sitting on a nearby bench, reading a book* She's... fine? *I put my hand on my head* I... have a headache. Can we grab dinner, later? *He laughs* [i]Older man: Stay awhile! Let us chat more![/i] *I apprehensivly sit next to him and we discuss multiple topics*
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*Lethal's spell begins to take effect*
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*As I continue to talk to the old man and occasionally look over at Zara, they begin to fade away* So... *My headache begins giving me excruciating pain, and I fall to the ground in agony* *As I stand up.. I see no one, and am confused* What...? Was I... dreaming? Oh, shit. Phantom! Python! Dammit, Grimm!
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Comms: You guys awake? Seems these were Sirens. I'm sending up a flare, get Python and meet me at the location. *flare illuminates sky in the distance*
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*I spot the flare* Comms: Phantom! That's you?! Only time I've been glad to hear you! I told Python, and we're on the way! *I run towards the location where the flare was fired off*
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*you feel air brush past you and my red eyes shining in the dark*
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*I follow your direction* Must be Python!
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*I turn and raise my shotgun in you direction my eyes gleaming red* Jams? That you?
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Yes, you bastard! Come on! Phantom must be just up ahead!
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*pulls trigger killing something behind you* Lets move.
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[spoiler]Phantom made a new comment.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I saw[/spoiler]
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Comms: Im here. Trying to find Jams. *foot steps are heard in the background*
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[spoiler]WAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTT!!!!!![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]What.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Zara is your sister.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]You missed it, there was a post that lead to that conversation. It was awhile ago, though.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Not literally...[/spoiler] [spoiler]The next best thing.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 4/16/2015 11:31:54 PM[spoiler]he thinks of her like his sister[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]^^^^[/spoiler] [spoiler]Lethal knows.[/spoiler]
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What the hell is this? *sees some of my dead squademates*
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*walks up to my squadmates* I thought you guys went to Heaven? (Goldeylocks) We were. Then we were judged by God himself and sent here. (Me) What? We were freeing hostages. (Goldeylocks) Yeah, about that. We all stole the money from the chest. (Me) What? We agreed that no one would open it until the last one was alive. (Goldeylocks) We couldn't see you opening the chest, so we took the money and tried to start lives. (Me) *squints* What was my favorite gun? (Nag) M60E9. You adored it. (Me) Yeah. Sorry couldn't remember. *thinks to myself that something isn't right*
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*Lethal's spell begins to take effect*
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Wait. Something ain't right. PHANTOM! JAMS! MINERVA! *waits for a response* CAN YOU HERE ME? *my squad looks at me like I'm insane*
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*I shout out* Python!? Is that you!? I... don't know where I am! There's nothing here! It's empty! One minute... *I begin shouting* Dammit!
