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towerofanimus2012-06-04 04:27 pm
donttouchthequbeley) wrote in towerofanimus2012-06-04 04:27 pm
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The Rebirth of the Clone
Characters: [OU] Puru Two and you
Setting: Floor six
Summary: Puru Two is curious and thinks she found the exit.
Warnings: Possible violence, swearing, etc.
Just what the hell happened?
That was the question plaguing her mind at the moment. She had no idea of what was occurring, of where she was. This wasn't heaven, nor hell, right? There was usually more stuff, at least that's what she assumed. If nothing else, she should have been like Puru Two, able to interact and encourage the minds of those who were Newtypes. Her power should be used to help Judau when he really needs it, not waste her time here. She knew that the lifeforce had drained from her, knowing death awaited her the next time she had woken up. Instead, she was trapped in this place, one were her world was destroyed. That's what note said.
And she bought none of it.
The factors made no sense. Why would she be alive while everyone was dead? It was supposed to be the other way around! This had to be a trap, but this place was nothing like any colony or facility owned by the AEUG or Earth Federation. Something was horribly wrong here, and she was definitely seeing why. Oddly enough, her weapons and such were all in that trunk. Convenient, though incredibly confusing. She didn't have these when death embraced her. Shrugging, she had already equipped her pilot suit, gun in hand now, and her funnels were flying around her, constantly giving her insight as to what was around her. And outside now, or rather the sixth floor, she looked around. Maybe the hangar was nearby. She could just steal a mobile suit, and get the hell out of here as soon as possible.
And that was when she stopped, gun held up. Someone was closing in....But who?
Setting: Floor six
Summary: Puru Two is curious and thinks she found the exit.
Warnings: Possible violence, swearing, etc.
Just what the hell happened?
That was the question plaguing her mind at the moment. She had no idea of what was occurring, of where she was. This wasn't heaven, nor hell, right? There was usually more stuff, at least that's what she assumed. If nothing else, she should have been like Puru Two, able to interact and encourage the minds of those who were Newtypes. Her power should be used to help Judau when he really needs it, not waste her time here. She knew that the lifeforce had drained from her, knowing death awaited her the next time she had woken up. Instead, she was trapped in this place, one were her world was destroyed. That's what note said.
And she bought none of it.
The factors made no sense. Why would she be alive while everyone was dead? It was supposed to be the other way around! This had to be a trap, but this place was nothing like any colony or facility owned by the AEUG or Earth Federation. Something was horribly wrong here, and she was definitely seeing why. Oddly enough, her weapons and such were all in that trunk. Convenient, though incredibly confusing. She didn't have these when death embraced her. Shrugging, she had already equipped her pilot suit, gun in hand now, and her funnels were flying around her, constantly giving her insight as to what was around her. And outside now, or rather the sixth floor, she looked around. Maybe the hangar was nearby. She could just steal a mobile suit, and get the hell out of here as soon as possible.
And that was when she stopped, gun held up. Someone was closing in....But who?
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"Then what about this place, or floor? There's no exit or anything?"
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"Anyone here that can provide the power you need to do all of that?"
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