You are here: Home --> Forum Home --> Recent posts by Bezmir
Topic: Longest Haiku Ever
Subject: ahh, morning
I hate the morning
and all of that bright sunlight
gives me a headache
Posted on 2009-04-02 at 02:59:41.
|
Topic: War...
Subject: Choi
Pvt. Choi looked at his comrades. After loading a magazine, he looked at everyone. "Ready to move out, sir!"
Posted on 2009-04-02 at 02:53:37.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: oh god
Seth barged into the other room.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!"
He was completely shaken, pacing back and forth, waving his handgun. "There was somebody outside the damn window. I don't know who the f**k it was, but he's quick. Jesus, somebody tell me they know something!"
They looked at him, confused, and he sat down after lighting another cigarette. He noticed jackson had thrown his pack away, so he offered him one. "Sorry, guys. I shouldn't have lost my cool like that. Let's just say after what happened to my family, I'm not too keen on seeing somebody out my window." He began to retell what had happened, and he gradually put the gun back down.
Then his cell phone rang.
Restricted.
He answered it with a tentative "hello?" The voice on the other end was clear, but threatening. And with a heavy russian accent.
"Stay away, you f**king americans. This is none of your business."
Click.
Seth stared at his phone, completely flabbergasted. He shut the phone, then looked at Colton and Jackson.
"We have to do this. They're hiding something. Something big."
Posted on 2009-04-02 at 02:47:29.
|
Topic: Last one to post here wins! 2.0 - HOAX
Subject: haha
I'm still capable of victory
Posted on 2009-04-01 at 11:14:13.
|
Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: doh!
chewed on her
Posted on 2009-04-01 at 03:03:40.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: what is a dream?
"Seth Dancer, you are ours."
The men in front of him laughed, and then turned upon each other, until each was nothing more than a bleeding mass of flesh, consuming all alive near it. The entire room chewed at him until there was nothing but bones tied to the wall.
That was when he awoke. The clock read 0500. "Damnit," he thought, "may as well stay awake now."
He then noticed the man standing out the window. Snatching up the glock, he realized it was still disassembled. Realizing the man was laughing, he grabbed around for his other, personal handgun. He snatched it up, and ran out the door.
No one was there to be seen. He stood there, dumbfounded, confused by what had just happened. He looked down the hall, pointing the gun, until he was satisfied he hadn't looked over anything. He walked back into the room, and shut the door.
Feeling shaken up, he lit up a cigarette. Taking hits, he never let his hand stray away from the gun.
Nothing about this job felt right.
Posted on 2009-04-01 at 03:02:45.
|
Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: scary women
In children's hearts.
Posted on 2009-04-01 at 02:49:14.
|
Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: nice
stuck out nicely
Posted on 2009-04-01 at 02:44:57.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: yeah...
Seth pulled out the glock he recieved in the facility. "Worth the money? I'm not so sure. But you take what you can get in this line of work." He began to disassemble it, obviously in a vain hope to distract himself. He felt his eyelids start dropping, and he figured it might be time to rest.
"Let me just finish putting this back together..."
He fell asleep with a stripped down pistol in his hand.
Posted on 2009-03-31 at 03:01:20.
Edited on 2009-04-01 at 02:47:08 by Bezmir
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: You've been saying Travis
"Somethings just aren't meant to happen. And that's one. The little girl got the most...I had a daughter once. I was in Peru, doing a mission with Jackson here. While I was gone, somebody broke into the house. Both my wife and daughter were raped and then strangled to death...I feel for those people. You don't know pain until you lose your love and your child." Seth wiped away mist from his eyes.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry...
The eyes startled him. He looked away quickly, trying not to look startled. The only thoughts going through his mind were...
"What the hell have I gotten myself into?"
Posted on 2009-03-31 at 02:48:08.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: ahh
"Oh okay. Nothing new to a merc. Well, I'd suggest we try to get some rest. We're shipping out at 0800. Layover is at a base in Finland, where we will be armed and equipped. We're landing 5 to 10 miles from the target point. We'll trek on foot, eliminate target, retrieve samples, and then high tail it back home. Quick assassination, hit and run. Good luck everyone. We may need it."
Seth leaned back and looked at Travis.
"Did you, by chance, take a look at those pictures in the file?"
Posted on 2009-03-31 at 02:41:23.
|
Topic: Deployment
Subject: it's nice
To see everyone overseas come home safe.
Myself, it's possible I'll end up a seaman in the USCG. Good luck to everyone in the desert, and come home safe.
Versper, Army or USMC?
Posted on 2009-03-31 at 02:37:41.
Edited on 2009-03-31 at 02:44:07 by Bezmir
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Oh gosh
"I know how you feel brother. I don't know how to make heads or tails out of what we saw. We know for a fact those men should be dead, yet for some reason, they are walking around. And eating people, nonetheless." Seth lit a cigarette of his own, as they climbed the fire escape to their room. Swiping the card, he noticed the buzzing of a fire alarm. "What the hell..." He opened the door and saw Colton standing there, looking dumbfounded, with a scorch mark on the only table in the room.
Once again, he laughed. He walked in, patted Colton on the shoulder, and sat down on the bed. "So, I'm guessing there was some kind of message that self destructed because this agency is so enigmatic and cliched. It's kind of funny actually." Him and Jackson shared a laugh, thinking about a similar incident before hand, where Seth had actually been holding the tape player. "So, what did it say?"
Posted on 2009-03-31 at 02:23:10.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Oh man...
After buying a hot dog from a street vendor, Seth looked at Luke. He'd been quiet lately, he wasn't sure why. Or, he may just be imagining it, due to paranoia caused by the gruesome mission details.
"Hey, Luke, you okay man?" He knew the answer would be I'm fine, the stoic nature of fighting men preventing them from letting on any weakness. That's just how it was.
While he hated to admit it, he liked Colton. He was rough but sophisticated. It was a nice blend. He wondered how much power the man kept behind his tux and carnation. He'd get a chance to find out soon enough.
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:58:57.
|
Topic: Inheritance -- Epilogue
Subject: is anyone else
Thinking this game is on hiatus?
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:45:38.
|
Topic: Longest Haiku Ever
Subject: darn
Blast you and your wrath,
tarnishing my upstanding
with your hateful smite.
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:41:09.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: whew
Seth was shaking Colton's hand as Agnes appeared. The lightning quick paper pushing was astounding. "I'd watch out for her man. I'll bet she can give a mean papercut."
Seth pulled out a key card to the motel room he'd rented out for the night.
"Hey, once you're done, meet us at the Plaza Hotel, room 210. I'll make sure we're all acquainted." He grabbed his own handgun from an agent, slid it into a shoulder holster, and grabbed a ragged field jacket from the other. He slid it over his white tee shirt, and motioned for Lucas to follow him.
"Let's get some food on the way out, man."
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:39:04.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: oh christ
Seth looked to Jackson, laughing.
"I think we found our other member."
He walked forward, and stood behind the man. Right after his second count, Seth grabbed the gun, swept a leg under the others, and put him on the ground. He handed the gun back to the agent, and patted the mans cheek. "Pleased to meet you, big guy. It's Seth Dancer, I'm the team leader for this operation. By the way, I like the suit."
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:27:47.
|
Topic: Longest Haiku Ever
Subject: oho
but oh, is it not
that truth should only take one
counting it to four?
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:22:37.
|
Topic: Longest Haiku Ever
Subject: alright
but a troubled mind
can benefit from ego
induced pleasantries.
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 03:03:08.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: AWESOME
Seth liked this. Not only would he make plenty of money, but it would also become detrimental for his continued existence for him to smoke. He smiled at Agnes. "You may be a cold bitch, but I think I like you."
Standing up, he looked at his travel voucher. "You guys can afford paying us beaucoup bucks, but you can't give us a first class ride to Finland? Man, that's cheap."
He tapped Jackson on the shoulder. "Hey man, let's get out of here. I've got a little bit to catch up with you about after Peru."
Posted on 2009-03-30 at 02:57:36.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Yes.
Seth stood up and looked her in the eye.
"I do have two questions. One, are you supplying us firearms or do we bring our own. I'm sure both of us are armed at this moment. And two...when can we smoke?"
Dancer stood up and paced around the table, standing beside the logistics worker. "Now, I figure it would be best if we secured an lz about 5 miles from the site. We can trek our way to the target laboratory, and we'd still be far enough away to where he won't suspect us coming." Seth pulled on his shoulder holster. Remembering the goons at the front took his handgun, he sighed. He sat back down next to Jackson, and said "Man, I feel naked without at least one gun." Just as he finished, the agents came in and set two 9 mm pistols on the table. Each came with a fully loaded clip, and they set two more clips for each gun. The guns were all black, glock models, and had no insignias that could be linked to an organization. This whole mission was to be incognito.
Seth picked up one of the guns and put it in his shoulder holster. He slid his two magazines into his pockets.
"So, are we done here?"
Posted on 2009-03-28 at 19:59:01.
Edited on 2009-03-29 at 05:21:37 by Bezmir
|
Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: how did I do it
Somehow, Seth made it to HQ.
Carrying this lug had exhausted him, but panic forced him on. He came in, and was immediately yelling for the girls.
"ROSE! MAX! TRAVIS NEEDS YOU RIGHT NOW!"
Posted on 2009-03-28 at 05:09:29.
|
Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Oh joy
Seth looked at her as she told him to put the cigarette out. "Why put an ashtray here if we can't smoke? Okay, you're the boss. You pay me. And as for others, I have no clue. Didn't you hire them?" He and Jackson snuffed out their cigarettes in the tray. Dancer turned in his seat to face the woman. "Okay, so we sign here, here, and here? Fair enough." He scribbled his name on the aforementioned lines. "Me and Jackson will depart for the area at 0800. If any others arrive, then good. If not, then we'll have to be extremely creative to stay alive."
Posted on 2009-03-28 at 05:04:23.
|
Topic: Looking for a good home
Subject: haha
My town doesn't do anything.
You say the word zombie, and you are completely shunned and people pretend you don't exist.
Me and my friends get that treatment a lot.
Posted on 2009-03-28 at 04:53:00.
|
| |
View/Edit Your Profile | Staff List | Contact Us
Use of the RDINN forums or chatrooms constitutes agreement with our Terms of Service.You must enable cookies and javascript to use all features of this site.
|
|
What game do you own the 
Return to Charadun - Q&A
The Morphing Game
Return to Charadun - Recr
