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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 18, 2011 15:43:07 GMT -5
She grinned "I know, it looks like it. I've already passed by the computer room so I figured," she then shook her head. "So why did you break it?" she told him raising her eyebrow slightly. Shrugging she tossed a pop tart at him "Eating is good after traveling. Your gonna feel wierd after a couple hours,"
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 18, 2011 15:56:20 GMT -5
Pyre nearly dropped the Pop-Tart. Usually, he could catch anything, but he was too miserable. He wanted to curl up in his bed and sleep for a week. It all changed when he took a bite of his Pop-Tart. It was much moister than the Pop-Tarts of his time. It tasted like Heaven (or should I say the Elysium Fields... is it bad I can put that without looking it up). "This Pop-Tart is delicious! It tastes like a real cherry!" he said, holding the pastry up as if examining it.
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 18, 2011 15:59:35 GMT -5
She grinned "You should taste the original poptarts then, those are amazing. Naturally made," she added taking a bite out of her's. "So are you still tired, or did you just not see the poptart coming?" she asked refering to how she tossed the poptart and how he nearly dropped it.
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 18, 2011 16:05:40 GMT -5
"Tired," he lied. This was sorta the truth. Just not the exact truth. His mind went back to the letter he had found. He noticed the screen on the computer was still flashing. Apparently, the computer wasn't as broken as it seemed. He wondered what had become of himself. Was he still alive? Was he still in SCA? Those Disney movies are right... it is best not to know the future...
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 18, 2011 16:29:24 GMT -5
Max picked up the computer though curious she knew better than feed her curiosity in the short only ten years away. "Ahh well where did you find this, hopefully the owner wouldn't mind having it dead..." she said laughing. Max pulled her brown hair back and then walked over to the window the way she usually did around midnight and climbed out the quick exit onto the roof of the game room below. Seeing something different she frowned. "Let's go to the past instead, were too close to the present. Climbing back into the dorm she grabbed his arm and squeezed it tightly as they moved back in time. Sone carriages moving into the school grounds. This being during the American Revolution. When they stopped warping she sat down trying to keep from singing and stumbling as if age was drunk. Too much energy was not good...
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 18, 2011 23:44:10 GMT -5
"I'm sure the owner wouldn't mind," Pyre said, watching her go to the window. It seemed she was about to jump out but she hesitated.
"Let's go to the past instead, were too close to the present." she said.
Before he knew it, Pyre was whisked away from 2021 to 1776 - The Revolution. Pyre thought he was going to be sick. He sat on the ground, dizzily, and looked around. "Don't suppose they had barf bags back in the good ole days?" he joked.
(I'll just assume this RP site is taking place in modern day 2011... Also... I hope this doesn't qualify as playing as your character. lol)
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 19, 2011 5:33:27 GMT -5
(Yup  ) Max smiled wryly at his reaction. "I think I might be sick..." she said standing up but stumbling. "Maybe we should sit down for a while..." she said trying to keep her head leveled. Her vision spinning as she turned to see the blurred vision of Pyre. "No I think they used barrels..." she said laughing. Getting up she stumbled towards some wine barrels. Opening the top she scopped some up and dumped the cold liquid on her head. Clearing her blurred vision slightly. "Eww it smells gross..." |
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 19, 2011 11:33:13 GMT -5
"Haha!" Pyre laughed. "Yeah, it's probably some cheapo wine some farmer made," he concluded. Getting himself up off the ground, he stumbled over to the barrel. "You never know, some other time traveler might have already come to this exact date and threw up in there," he said, jokingly. "So, why'd we come here?"
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 19, 2011 12:22:10 GMT -5
Max shook her head "Now that's gross." she laughed shaking her head. Looking around "Well it was the first place I thought of that was too far away for us to screw anything up in..." she said. And just as she spoke a man came outside to grab the now empty wine box. The dumped wine on the ground. In panick he looked around and grabbed another muttering about how this one would come out of his pay.
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 19, 2011 18:29:33 GMT -5
Pyre laughed. "Oh, wow. That's when I'm glad no one can see us!" He sat down on the empty crate, making sure he didn't get any wine stains on his pants. He watched as more men carried the wine crates off to a carriage. He noticed they wore ragged clothes as if they hadn't bought any new ones since they were teenagers! "These people look pretty poor," he said. Holding his shirt over his nose, Pyre added, "They stink, too! You'd think they've never taken a bath in their life."
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 19, 2011 18:54:21 GMT -5
MaxZ shook her head grimly "Slaves. Me boy, have you never paid attention to history?" she grinned and shook her head. "Come on we should find a small shed before I pass and it pours." She said gesturing at the gray sky. Fanning her face she turned pale "Gods, it smells so gross, in dizzy enough..."
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 19, 2011 19:16:07 GMT -5
"C'mon, let's go. I think I saw a barn over this way," Pyre said, gesturing west. Walking along, it began to rain. It was just a little, no downpours, but it still got them wet. "Ugh, I hate rain. Clouds, okay. Fog, fine by me. Rain, no way," he complained as he covered his head. I hope there's a shed over here. Even a cave would do. Something! he thought.
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 20, 2011 5:31:02 GMT -5
"At this moment I think I might love rain. It's at least washing away from of the smell..." she said trying to catch more water. Sticking out her tongue she felt a drop hit it and she shivered. "Wow that's cold..." she said shaking her head. Walking towards what she supposed was the west she started a gentle jog to find the barn. Narrowing her eyes she looked behind her to see if Pyre was keeping up or just walking.
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Post by Pyralis Demos on Aug 20, 2011 20:24:23 GMT -5
Of course, Pyre was just walking. He was putting up a small air-shield over his head, keeping most of the rain off of him. He paid no attention to Max and just walked on, towards the barn he saw before. He nearly bumped into a tree on several occasions before finally looking up to see a glimpse of red. "The barn," he said, pointing.
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Post by Max Zarate on Aug 21, 2011 5:13:07 GMT -5
Seeing where he pointed towards the barn she ran ahead. But by the time she got there she was covered in mud from the puddle she had to step through to get to the barn. "Hey Pyre stay in the barn, I'll be back." Due to the need if being sneaky for time travel she nearly disappeared from sight and into the nearby house in like ten seconds.
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