ArcaneDude wrote:First thread locked as requested.
Magick; if you want an avatar, please get one in compliance with the rules of this board. IIRC, Arc deleted yours because it was too large, rite? So get a smaller one. Easy-peesy.
Actually, he got the ban for racking up 3 warnings in a very short period of time. I don't ban people for arguing with me.
Magick, your joke is not funny.
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1. Goto the first page.
2. look for [i]you?[/i] in the first post
3. If it's there, sign up
3a. If it's not there, ask the thread starter.
4. post a question if he does not respond within 2 days.
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And there should be a slot with your name on it.
We begin soon, I'm guessing there's no more signups so I'll start tomorrow as soon as I can.
Our story begins:
Professor Dremkin stared at the deep blue liquid in the vial.
"Listen, I haven't checked the dispersion parameters, I don't know how readily it will spread, your weapons test could en-"
Colonel Yukov cut him off.
"I have been told by your colleagues there is nothing to worry about, therefore, I shall not worry. The weapons test will go ahead as planned."
"I should have destroyed the research, this is too far, these are innocent civilians you're going to kill."
"Maybe I am, and you will be added to the reports tally if you attempt to stand in my way."
Yukov stood and exited Dremkin's office.
Dremkin held his head in his hands.
"I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds..."
Weeks later, the Gremlin cargo ship was preparing to leave port.
Cpt. Empty oversaw the loading of the final crates from an elevated platform above the bay. Yukov stood beside him.
"Now you know that none of these crates contain antimatter weaponry or military equipment." Yukov enquired, raising an eyebrow
"Now why would you think we would have such cargo?" Empty said with a smirk.
"I am glad we have an understanding. I shall head to my quarters aboard her, and we shall speak further tonight."
"I'll have the cook make something that doesn't glow tonight." Empty replied as Yukov walked off along a catwalk.
Inside his dinghy quarters, Yukov pulled out the empty vial from his jacket. He smiled and placed it gently inside the briefcase lying open on his bunk. He snapped the briefcase shut, placed it under his bunk, and lay down to sleep for the next 7 hours.
He awoke in the dark, a shadowy figure standing over him. He attempted to stand, but he couldn't move, he felt something cold on his throat, in his throat. He felt warm liquid spread onto his chest, and the indistinguishable figure blurred. It went dark.
Please note, infected haven't been chosen yet, so there are no clues in this post, purely story.
10 bucks on Magick being the first to reply after this.