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Subject: Disster Strikes.... Author: PresTseng (**REPOST**) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:12:14 12/11/00 Mon In reply to: President Tseng (GM) 's message, "OOC" on 17:09:43 12/11/00 Mon (OOC: OK..the last thing I remember seing here was Lina nad Natsume having their little argument...and the team gtting ready to jump. SO we'll start from there. Tsuishi, I hope you don't mind, but I'm gonna pull you into this too :-).) Shade quickly placed a hand onto Paige's ashen-gray forehead, delving into her tortured mind. Meaning that netiher of them noticed what happened next... The bright white flash of the transfer began...but instead of reappearing at HQ, the flash seemed to surround them, blotting out the world around and repacing it with a rapid grayish-white swirl that was nauseating to look at. Their felt a strange, intense pins-and-needles effect all over their skin...and a high-pitched noise seemed to filter into their minds, becoming almost too painful to bear... HQ... Where the hell ARE they??... Ness looked expectantly at the Projector Stage, waiting for the others to appear. When they didn't, he quickly rechecked the computer...and what he saw on the screen made his blood run cold. Instantly he reached for the phone, knocking over a have dozen empty cans of Pepsi One, and dialed the lab downstars. He breathed a sigh of relief as he heard a familiar voice at the other end. "Lucca?? Thank God...You'd better get down here quick...we've got a problem..." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ^_^ Tsuishi (**REPOST**) 17:13:50 12/11/00 Mon Elsewhere... -- BroGrim (**REPOST**), 17:14:56 12/11/00 Mon The inflight movie is.... -- LinaUsagi (**REPOST**), 17:18:48 12/11/00 Mon