Or the survivors of dragon airlines might stumble on the Underground's temporary set-up. Part of it is a nicely concealed hole near a clearing, so they might want to watch their step.
Orlan
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So for some odd reason you want to read a summary of the git you see the said summary of before you... Well aren't you bored if that's the case?
Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.
Notes:
Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.
I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.
I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.
During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most.
I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it.
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That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.
Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.
Notes:
Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.
I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.
I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.
During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most.
I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it.
End of Notes
That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.
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"Call out everyone who isn't human to get on the buses." Harriet orders discretely to the agents with the vials. "Ladies and gentlemen, some of you are being selected to act as a decoy for the scientists, you will not be harmed by them. I cannot explain to all of you because we have not verified who is a scientist pet and who isn't. I am afraid you must trust me and these agents just one time, then you can leave for good, go back to your lives before that battle, I promise that the Underground will never ask anything of you again, or help you again." Harriet announces, then the names of supernatural beings are called out and told to board.
"Harriet, why are we going with the decoy drop off method? Some of these people could help us." One of the agents almost whispers to Harriet in an enthusiastic tone. "They're either Edge sympathisers, scientist pets or just normal refugees, we can't tell who is who and we only want the refugees. You know how extreme Edge can be." Harriet responds in a serious whisper. "These are Edge refugees?! What the hell are we doing rescuing these hooligans?!" The agent shouts in fear. "We help all supernatural beings, even those who fight the scientists. We keep neutral and only lose the odd temporary set-up annually, that theatre is just the norm for those people on a monthly basis! They need help and we give them it, same thing as always." Harriet states, trying to calm the agent down.
"Harriet, why are we going with the decoy drop off method? Some of these people could help us." One of the agents almost whispers to Harriet in an enthusiastic tone. "They're either Edge sympathisers, scientist pets or just normal refugees, we can't tell who is who and we only want the refugees. You know how extreme Edge can be." Harriet responds in a serious whisper. "These are Edge refugees?! What the hell are we doing rescuing these hooligans?!" The agent shouts in fear. "We help all supernatural beings, even those who fight the scientists. We keep neutral and only lose the odd temporary set-up annually, that theatre is just the norm for those people on a monthly basis! They need help and we give them it, same thing as always." Harriet states, trying to calm the agent down.
He could be on the convoy.
You will see, do not worry.
I am quite groggy at the moment.
I did have the idea of a kidnapper called Mickey in mind but then I thought I'd be taking the Mickey.
Shrewsbury.
Graham decides now isn't the time, and decides to hide the tools of the traitor. He then realises that it was around the time of year he would head to the Silas Graveyard, which he does rather slowly... Pondering weather he should betray his son, his life's work and everything he has done for his colleagues. He reaches a very old graveyard. Graham then begins standing at each grave for around a minute, uttering something under his breath in a solemn tone for each and every grave.
The bus convoy stops all of a sudden near the heart of the forest. "Ladies and gentlemen, get off the buses, now." Harriet states in a cold tone while walking down the stairs off the bus, agents on the other buses begin telling the passengers to get off.
The bus convoy stops all of a sudden near the heart of the forest. "Ladies and gentlemen, get off the buses, now." Harriet states in a cold tone while walking down the stairs off the bus, agents on the other buses begin telling the passengers to get off.
I'm not sure weather to have the goose chase or the Underground a bit more true to it's name.
What my food poisoned mind tried to come up with was that Graham became a crueller man because his wife was supposedly killed by shapeshifters, since he saw that Harriet is still alive and helping similar supernatural beings to those she was supposedly killed by, Graham now is going to see if his wife is actually still alive, if so then help her all he can. If not then have closure.
I was hoping that the theatre battle would be recognised for it's role. I was really hoping for a lot less then what it's become, the underground will provide shelter from large scale battles and provide chances for personal interactions... I had a lot less in mind when I first started off the conflict.
I was hoping that the theatre battle would be recognised for it's role. I was really hoping for a lot less then what it's become, the underground will provide shelter from large scale battles and provide chances for personal interactions... I had a lot less in mind when I first started off the conflict.
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