The Random Thread

[Tyla]

*Giggles* I didn't fall!

[Kanako]

*giggles* did too!

OOC: Bedtime now chat tomorrow

[Tyla]

All lies, I assure you.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"What's the Extinctionist doing here not killing everyone?" Said a somewhat fimiliar voice, coming from a seemingly homeless man with a bottle of Everclear in one hand, an StG 44 in the other, and a lit, filterless cigarette in his mouth. He appeared to be ex-military, and next to him was another, sleeping, soldier-like figure with a mounted H&K MG43 nearby, and a battered Poleepkwa holding a Saiga-12 combat shotgun.

Zeit shot a look to the seemingly homeless man and snorted in response. "I was told my assistance was needed, for all I know, theres a rebel faction on here that may actually be set-up by currently enlisted Subjucators, so I'm hiding out in this sector until they decide to make a move..."

[ST-84 Sahelanthropus]

"There aren't any rebels here, not on Domiparadu. And these other Non-Humans? Souls, broken by the weights of oppression, they have no will to fight..." The man said, taking the last drink of the alcohol, though he showed no signs of intoxication from the hard liquor.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"Do you want to die or not?" Zeit retorted before looking away from the man. He didn't want to kill right now, he had a chance to possibly reverse all of this and have the one he loved back in his arms. He wont blow his cool over some homless drunkard who barely seems familiar, then again, all humans have the same general shape.

[ST-84 Sahelanthropus]

"Frank Keegan doesn't die, and neither will you." Frank said, standing up, and dropped the empty bottle, which softly shattered as it hit the hard metal ground.

[Tyla]

*Plays with the yarn behind the seriousness*

[Entaru]

"Ahh, biscuits wonderful."

*takes biscuit and drops it in his teacup, takes a sip, and sprays it all over tyla*

"Good gracious! Something is seriously wrong with this tea.  Oh, wait I almost forgot"

*picks up a handful of gravel and drops it into the cup, then pulls a bottle of mustard from nowhere, empties it into the teacup and takes another sip*

"Ahhhh, much better"

*looks at tyla*

"What happened to you?"

[Moonraiser]

*eats on a recently hunted rabbit*

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"Ah Frank, what brings you to this formerly hospitable planet?" Zeit said, trying to not reveal Chrono while facing Frank.

[ST-84 Sahelanthropus]

"Well, me, Mike, and John got kicked out of the Regs, something about us being 'Bleeding-Heart, Non-Human sympathisers,' and were sent to this place." Frank said, taking a smoke of his cigarette. "Actually, I was kicked out for being a Non-Human..." John said, tossing away an empty can of catfood. "What's more, Ted, Tom and Stephen get to stay in the squad, and us three here get replaced by some sickos named Harmon Giftig, Hans Wuppertal, and Asimov Molotov."

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"Well, could be worse, one of the Triumvate could show up....or would that be a good thing?" Zeit joked, hinting that he doesn't mind a good fight, as long as he doesn't fight Issac.

[RosiWolf]

Roslin sits in the corner, eyes crossed and exhausted. "Might be a good thing...?"

[ST-84 Sahelanthropus]

"Fortunately for us all, it is I who would show up." Said Kronen Allwissend, from the opposite side of Zeit from Frank. The three ex-Regs stood and saluted the Head Quartermaster on reflex, even Mike, who was just asleep moments ago.