
What happens when two groups of humans with enhanced hereditary genetic traits are no longer able to coincide. When the name of a Jumpers comes out of 'The Loom', The Fraternity can no longer standby. Choose a side. Fight for your Race. |
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ShadesMask Admin

Number of posts: 17 Registration date: 2008-07-03
 | Subject: Re: The Old Mill - Manhattan, New York. Fri Jul 04, 2008 7:50 pm | |
| Andrew lifted the pillow off his face, stood up and cracked the door. He hopped downstairs and walked to the kitchen. He opened the fridge, and claimed a can of beer and a sandwich. "Its time's like these that only Ham can fix."_________________ It is our job to becomes Shades' hand, for it alone can not feel. It is our job to become Shades' mask, for it alone can not hide its face. It is our job to become Shades' hope, for it alone, remains in the dark. |
|  | | Conman

Number of posts: 17 Location: Da bad place Registration date: 2008-07-04
 | Subject: Re: The Old Mill - Manhattan, New York. Fri Jul 04, 2008 7:54 pm | |
| Ven was headed down the stairs when he spotted Drew. "Im going to a shooting range, message me when Vic gets back." he said, with a hurried expression. "Oh and I left a message on my desk for you, read it after I leave." |
|  | | ShadesMask Admin

Number of posts: 17 Registration date: 2008-07-03
 | Subject: Re: The Old Mill - Manhattan, New York. Fri Jul 04, 2008 8:11 pm | |
| Andrew nodded, a glazed look in his eyes. He waited until he heard the door click and he got up slowly and headed to the stairs. When he arrived at Ven's rrom, he found the door ajar and the note where he said it would be. As he began reading he muttered under his breath, "Just like Ven, can't tell me to my face."_________________ It is our job to becomes Shades' hand, for it alone can not feel. It is our job to become Shades' mask, for it alone can not hide its face. It is our job to become Shades' hope, for it alone, remains in the dark. |
|  | | Gamemaniac23 Admin

Number of posts: 7 Age: 17 Registration date: 2008-07-03
 | Subject: Re: The Old Mill - Manhattan, New York. Fri Jul 04, 2008 10:20 pm | |
| Victor brusts through the doors of the mill. He stops and stares at Andrew before saying. " Drew....thanks man. Where's Ven though? I want to thank him too. I would've been dead today if it wasn't for you two." _________________
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|  | | ShadesMask Admin

Number of posts: 17 Registration date: 2008-07-03
 | Subject: Re: The Old Mill - Manhattan, New York. Fri Jul 04, 2008 10:21 pm | |
| "Hey, no problem. Come look at this though." Andrew said glancing up form the paper he was holding. He pulled out his cell phone and sent a message to Ven. [HES HERE, ON OUR WAY.]And as soon as Andrew finished sending the message, he grabbed his guns and keys and headed out the door. [CONT. in Abandoned Gun Range] _________________ It is our job to becomes Shades' hand, for it alone can not feel. It is our job to become Shades' mask, for it alone can not hide its face. It is our job to become Shades' hope, for it alone, remains in the dark. |
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