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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 16:50:50 GMT -5
[ ehh I'm good ~ ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 17:06:53 GMT -5
[ lost a loved one: lolita won't listen to hamilton so she's basically dead to me ]
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 17:08:20 GMT -5
[ lost a loved one: lolita won't listen to hamilton so she's basically dead to me ] [ D: ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 17:09:32 GMT -5
[ lost a loved one: lolita won't listen to hamilton so she's basically dead to me ] [ D: ] [ nah you're not dead to me lol ]
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Agent Washington
Sammy | 5.14 | INTJ | Fangirl | Hufflepuff | Artist | Logical | Them/They | Funnish |
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Post by Agent Washington on Nov 26, 2016 17:23:53 GMT -5
((omg this is the best song ever listen to it omg )
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 17:26:00 GMT -5
[ nah you're not dead to me lol ] [ phew ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 18:03:05 GMT -5
((omg this is the best song ever listen to it omg ) { I am saddened to admit that I've been rickrolled in 2016 }
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Agent Washington
Sammy | 5.14 | INTJ | Fangirl | Hufflepuff | Artist | Logical | Them/They | Funnish |
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Post by Agent Washington on Nov 26, 2016 18:14:08 GMT -5
((omg this is the best song ever listen to it omg ) { I am saddened to admit that I've been rickrolled in 2016 } (did you not see that coming lol)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 18:16:05 GMT -5
{ I am saddened to admit that I've been rickrolled in 2016 } (did you not see that coming lol) Honestly I just forgot rickrolls existed
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 18:18:12 GMT -5
[ lol ]
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Pansexual
startail23
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ♌️INTP | Pansexual | 21 | Game Programmer | ☾ & ☆| Pug enthusiast |
Pronouns: She/her, they/them, potato
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Post by startail23 on Nov 26, 2016 18:47:40 GMT -5
(I'm so tired)
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 18:51:23 GMT -5
[ same ]
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Pansexual
startail23
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ♌️INTP | Pansexual | 21 | Game Programmer | ☾ & ☆| Pug enthusiast |
Pronouns: She/her, they/them, potato
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Post by startail23 on Nov 26, 2016 18:52:19 GMT -5
(*faceplants into bed* uuuuuuggghhhhh)
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Post by yᴀɴɢ xɪᴀᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ☼ on Nov 26, 2016 18:58:39 GMT -5
I shall make something after work then cx ))
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 19:00:12 GMT -5
[ //gives pillow
Okie ! ]
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Pansexual
startail23
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ♌️INTP | Pansexual | 21 | Game Programmer | ☾ & ☆| Pug enthusiast |
Pronouns: She/her, they/them, potato
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Post by startail23 on Nov 26, 2016 19:03:10 GMT -5
(*eats pillow*)
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Post by ScorchR on Nov 26, 2016 19:16:42 GMT -5
Vanished for a bit, am tipsy not gonna lie, and I have no clue what's going on. XD))
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Pansexual
startail23
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ♌️INTP | Pansexual | 21 | Game Programmer | ☾ & ☆| Pug enthusiast |
Pronouns: She/her, they/them, potato
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Post by startail23 on Nov 26, 2016 19:20:28 GMT -5
(Haven't you seen a grown girl eat a pillow before? Gosh XD )
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Post by ScorchR on Nov 26, 2016 19:22:38 GMT -5
I mean I have, but still. XD))
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Pansexual
startail23
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ♌️INTP | Pansexual | 21 | Game Programmer | ☾ & ☆| Pug enthusiast |
Pronouns: She/her, they/them, potato
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Post by startail23 on Nov 26, 2016 19:23:12 GMT -5
( XD well then)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 19:27:42 GMT -5
[ what even ]
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Agent Washington
Sammy | 5.14 | INTJ | Fangirl | Hufflepuff | Artist | Logical | Them/They | Funnish |
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Post by Agent Washington on Nov 26, 2016 19:28:07 GMT -5
Vanished for a bit, am tipsy not gonna lie, and I have no clue what's going on. XD)) ((I wish I was flat out drunk, I just saw my ex boyfriend Dylan at the store Dillon's he works there and I go there all the time ;- )
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 19:34:38 GMT -5
[ //totally against drinking lol
O.o
Hey eating pillows is my thing lol ]
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Pansexual
startail23
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ ♌️INTP | Pansexual | 21 | Game Programmer | ☾ & ☆| Pug enthusiast |
Pronouns: She/her, they/them, potato
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Post by startail23 on Nov 26, 2016 19:37:56 GMT -5
(Lol not anymore. These pillows are mine)
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Post by ScorchR on Nov 26, 2016 19:38:41 GMT -5
Yeah. XD Well then. That's fine Bucky. Lol))
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 19:42:36 GMT -5
[ mah pillows D':
Sorry Rain lolol. My only day on that is be safe o.o' ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 20:02:56 GMT -5
[ eh i had alcohol once and i hated it ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 20:14:40 GMT -5
Honestly, Kyle was more shocked to see his new team than anything else. The doors opened and he watched them come out – some looked scared, some looked excited, a few looked almost, well, bored, by this whole endeavor. He, honestly, was somewhat a mixture of the first two – looking out over the people whom he was about to share a ship with for the next few weeks or months or even years (who knew how long the trip and mission would take!) - but he couldn't exactly show it. He was supposed to be their fearless, respectable, strategic leader... worthy of leading a mission this important. He wasn't supposed to be some guy from some colony who spent his early years farming. He definitely wasn't supposed to be a guy who still felt like he was fresh out of basic, even after the missions he'd been on, the people he'd served with. So he didn't show his shock, his excitement, his... well, terror. So, he just stood there. Standing as tall as he could, hands behind his back, surveying his team.
He knew their faces, their names... honestly, he'd memorized them, looking over the papers every night since the assignment was given to him. His second in command – Deputy Commander Ilpedar. The pilot – Seth Quill. The scientist – Doctor Emerson. The mathematician – Charlotte Maksmoffe. The dropship pilot – Nikolai Markov. The medic – Ylva Bergjlot. The soldiers, whose names blurred together, all females. The technician – Finn... something or other, he couldn't remember the man's surname. His team, as strange as it sounded.
They probably thought he looked young. They probably thought him inexperienced. At twenty five, only five years into his military career, he WAS young. Five years younger than his executive officer. Only two years older than Veronica Shepard, the other commander, but she'd enlisted at seventeen or eighteen or something (he couldn't remember, to be perfectly honest.) He kept glancing over at her, at the red-haired woman who seemed calmer and more composed than he was. Maybe she felt just as terrified as he did, just as shocked over all of this as he was. They had the same amount of time in the military – five years, if she'd enlisted at eighteen – but honestly, it seemed that she had more experience than he did. Maybe it was because she'd enlisted at a younger age, and he'd gone to college to be a teacher.
Then, before he could do anything or greet the two teams, General Howe stepped forward. A calm expression, the hint of a smile on his face. “Well. What can I possibly say to you that you haven't already heard about this mission? Aside from the real reason you're here, of course... but we'll get to that in a moment.” He glanced at Kyle, then at Commander Shepard, the smile fading from his lips. “The two of you were chosen to lead these teams because of your abilities to lead.” Then – his gaze swept across the team. “All of you were chosen for your skills. Perhaps you're an ace pilot, graduating top of your class. Perhaps you're a scientist with one of the highest IQ's in recorded history. Perhaps you're one of the youngest – and best – medics at the current time. Perhaps you're a great technician, your abilities practically unmatched. Whatever your abilities, you were chosen because of them. You were placed on each team due to your... calculated 'ability' to work with the rest of the team without any problems.”
Kyle's nails bit into his hands behind his back – the general almost seemed like he wasn't sure if these teams could do anything. Almost.
General Howe took a step forward, his hands behind his back – Kyle could see him fidgeting with the wedding band on his right hand. “The mission at hand could very well be dangerous. The potentiality for causalities is higher than the majority of you know. Sixty years ago, there were reports of lightning storms in space. They ended as quickly as they'd began. Then, as you likely know, the first kinetics were born. Scientists still haven't been able to explain how kinetics exist, let alone where their abilities come from. If you know anything about history, you should know all of this. But...” He paused, his graying eyebrows knitting together.
“We thought they would never happen again. We were wrong.”
Kyle's breath stopped for a moment. He'd already heard all of this, already read over the reports, yet it seemed... strange, as though he'd read it a lifetime ago, learned about this a millennium before now.
“If you're keeping up with the news,” General Howe said, somehow managing to keep a stern voice despite his words, “you already know this. But what you don't know... what has been kept from the public... is that a breach has opened. A dimensional rip between our dimension and... a very different one. Likely it's the cause of the storms. But we've been receiving readings, both from these storms and from what little we can gather of the breach... and it's worse than it seems. This time, there aren't going to be children born with telepathy and pyrokinesis. There's some sort of energy coming out from the breach, as though there's... something on the other side. Which is why you were chosen for this mission, each and every one of you. Your mission is to find out what's coming out of the breach, what it is, and if possible, find a way to close the breach or stop it. Because the chances of... something coming out of the breach is far higher than you all realize.”
His eyes flickered towards Kyle and Shepard again, his eyes darkening as he glanced at the two young commanders, probably both more scared than they let on. Kyle knew he definitely was – it seemed as though this mission was far more important than he'd realized. But the general let out a very slight sigh, shoulders slumping ever-so-slightly, gaze turning back towards the others. “This is why we're here. You're all gifted individuals – you're brave, you're smart, you're incredibly talented. The entire universe is depending on you now – hell, once word gets out about this, they'll be watching you, waiting. There's no turning back now. Some of you are humans. Some of you are kinetics. Some of you are aliens. But you're here for a reason. You're here because we are depending on you to succeed in this mission.”
General Howe crossed his arms over his chest, smiling proudly at the teams. “You may be two teams, but really, you're one – working towards a common goal. You can't fail in this mission. Prove that you were chosen for a good reason, that you belong here – I know you can do it. Your commanders know you can do it.” He took another step forward, and Kyle could feel his heart beat faster as the general opened his mouth again. “We have a saying on earth – per aspera ad astra. Through hardship to the stars. There will be many hardships throughout your mission, don't doubt that for a second. But trust me when I say that in the end, it'll be worth it. Good luck to all of you.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 20:24:38 GMT -5
[ that is 2 pages in microsoft word love me ]
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Post by ⋆ ɑetɧeɾ « on Nov 26, 2016 20:55:27 GMT -5
[ single space and 12 sized times font? lol high school teacher joke
I'll reply soon ]
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