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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 4:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 5:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 10:54 pm
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((Greetings everyone!))
-- The Wasteland/Factory --
How long had it been? Days? Weeks? One minute, Elian Joss had graduated medical school, and was on her way around the world, the next, she was falling through the floor of the oddball mansion she had stumbled upon at the end of her trip. With a light groan, Elian found the strength to open her eyes. What had happened?
"I... I found the mansion... Fell through the floor... No wait, I went through a door... Door number two? Then... Something smelled awful... Argh, where am I?"
Her mind rushed with questions as her tired eyes glanced around at her surroundings, searching for any indication of where she was, and why she was there in the first place. Groaning softly, Elian adjusted herself so that she could sit up, coughing lightly as she focused on what was around her. There were vents, filtering air into the room. Other than that, well, there was nothing, just a door and blank walls.
"Why... Why am I?" she whispered to herself as she pulled against her restraints. After about five minutes of twisting and pulling, she let out a heavy sigh and gave up, leaning back against the wall behind her as she stared at the door. Something just occured to her, maybe someone would give her answers if she got their attention.
"H-hello?! Someone?! W-why am I here? Anyone?!" she yelled from the room, her voice strained from breathing in the toxic pollution from the day before. Feeling another coughing fit coming on, she turned her head, realizing that shouting would probably only worsen her breathing situation.
"What's... What's happening here?!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:03 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 2:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 4:31 pm
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