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Forum: Casual Interest Checks
this should be fun yeah
ok, just managed to post :3 now I'll wait for some saints to arrive at the death row crime and will post again :)
For days now Brittany had been tracking the crimes around the city with a logarithm she had coded. With the program prototype she was able to pinpoint the crimes happening around the city, their risk level and the probability of a Saint showing up to help. What her program did was to cross information from social networks, police radios and the media.
This was the 4th day since her program was running, and it had not failed to track in what crimes the Saints would show up. And that night there it was, a red ball in her computer screen, right on top of the Death Row. Drawn in the red ball there was a big S, that was the symbol that indicated that there was high probability of the Saints to show up. This was the night when she would finally be able to contact them. She dressed up all in black, tied her hair, grabbed 10 small stones from her collection and put them in her pocket.
The night was cold, so there wasn't much people walking in the streets, but she wasn't afraid, she knew how to protect herself, and what was that situation if not a real life game like the ones she use to play? After some walking and 4 metro stations she finally arrived at Death Row, now she would have to be cautious, soon she would be in the place the red ball was signalling. She was conscious that she would probably have to fight, but if that was the price to pay to be an inch closer to belonging to the Saints she was ready to pay it.
I'm interested for sure
I'll try to post tonight, trying to find motivation and creativity to do it :)
guys, I'm having trouble deciding how to start. How have non-saints been doing?
As the grenade rolled towards Clay's feet he smiled once again to the man dressed in black. He kicked the grenade, but instead of it being shot away from him it vanish in black smoke right before appearing from a black cloud just on top of the militia followed by a red BUUUM as the bits and pieces of the grenade flew towards all directions.
Do you want a way out?
Do you want a way out?
Is there space for one more?
Clay didn't even knew why he was invite and to make it even better the invite forgot to mention the place where it should be, he dressed up for what from his point of view was well dressed and left his home, but as soon he left his house he found himself in the garden of an huge mansion, and the party had already started.
"It seems I'm late." He could see some type of army men storming the place he wanted to participate in the party so in a puff of black smoke he vanished from the garden and appeared inside the building by the side of a man all dressed in black.
"So we are the good guys right?" As he smiled at the guy.
(Here is Clay:)
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"It seems I'm late." He could see some type of army men storming the place he wanted to participate in the party so in a puff of black smoke he vanished from the garden and appeared inside the building by the side of a man all dressed in black.
"So we are the good guys right?" As he smiled at the guy.
(Here is Clay:)
Mentions:@Flightless_Soul
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