Yes but these agents would have been suspicious. They want to mislead any potential pet of the scientists, it includes making suspected pets a decoy going off to a... I'll stop there, don't want to reveal everything interesting. Slight shame there's a forest in the way of what I have planned and the actual destination.
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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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@Orlan
I am slightly confused
Everyone who isn't human was called to get on the buses
Then Peter is on a bus with humans
?
Isn't Peter disguised as a human? These agents are sending the humans and who they think are Scientist "Pets" to be the decoy.
Graham is shaping out to be more interesting then I first imagined him, a man who was once borderline racist in his hatred for all supernatural beings because one shapeshifter family killed his wife, now a self-doubting wreck of a man planning to help his estranged wife and possibly die helping the supernatural beings he once hated.
"Let us talk in private, haven't I already said that some of these people are scientist pets? I cannot tell everyone everything because then the scientists would let their little moles have a field day and endanger many more supernatural beings then there are here." Harriet shouts to Benji, walking towards a random bit of the forest. "This way... Or do you want to be in the dark for good? I am trying to offer you infinitely more then alcohol." Harriet states tiredly, hating the fact that she needs to calm down another unruly supernatural being.
Peter boards a bus filled with humans and the agents finish off their rosters. "Guide! We'll be ready to go when you both come back!" The leading agent she was talking to shouts, the doors close. Paon falls down one storey's worth of a cave, right onto a railway track, littered with spikes to deter intruders, the hole Paon tumbled through is perfectly visible and quite big, about the size of a gap needed for a car.
Peter boards a bus filled with humans and the agents finish off their rosters. "Guide! We'll be ready to go when you both come back!" The leading agent she was talking to shouts, the doors close. Paon falls down one storey's worth of a cave, right onto a railway track, littered with spikes to deter intruders, the hole Paon tumbled through is perfectly visible and quite big, about the size of a gap needed for a car.
How long will it take these mad scientists before they make every illegal drug dealer obsolete I wonder? I think those spies could be involved with Graham because in my mind he could cripple the scientists once he's gotten a few helpers... weather to go for a more physical crippling or a publically pummelling perception to puzzle the perfectionists and make something prance about is where I'm at with my thinking. I may have gone mad with alliteration as well.
I can already imagine how well Jayce and Hamish will get along, probably take the mickey out of each other over many petty things... almost certainly knife related.
Even the conmen hate the renegades.
From our jazz to our speakers, hopefully the Silas Scientists will sort them out(!)
I forgot to mention the jazz radio too, as well as the speakers and the alcohol fridge... so many miscellaneous things on them all torn to useless shreds by magnets!
I'm thinking about a merchant affected by the outlaws, although I'm not sure of what would be better: a traveling merchant or a shop owner?
Also, he would look like this:
I'd say he looks like a travelling merchant, possibly one of those snake oil merchants.
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