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itsjustagamerp2012-06-01 12:31 am
punsofiron) wrote in itsjustagamerp2012-06-01 12:31 am
Entry tags:
The further on the edge, the hotter the intensity
Characters: Iron Liz and everybody who volunteered in this post
Content: SAVING THE SATELLITE
Location: Launch deck, then out by the spaceburg
Time of Day: if we're going by the logic of recreating the infamous crash...late at night?
Warnings: contains bitty Derpy Hooves.
Notes: Entries can be done party-style, then there will be a more organized thread of getting out there and blasting the thing.
Liz adjusted the goggles on her forehead as she paced the launch deck, waiting for the others to show up. She hadn't changed out of her evening gown; no time to. But she may as well go out there in style, right?
That'd give her something, at least. They were short a pilot, and some of the volunteers...well, to say she had her doubts would be a bit of an understatement. But the show must go on. She'd done her best to get as much information on the pods as possible, making plans, trying to compensate for the shortage of firepower and planning contingencies.
This better work.
((OOC: WE STILL HAVE ROOM FOR AT LEAST ONE MORE PILOT, PLEASE PM ME OR RESPOND TO LIZ'S POST ABOUT IT! Current pilots are:
Iron Liz
Crow
Sora
Derpy Hooves
Hope?
Squall
Robin
Minako
Zidane?
Terra
Ratchet
Please confirm if this is correct))
Content: SAVING THE SATELLITE
Location: Launch deck, then out by the spaceburg
Time of Day: if we're going by the logic of recreating the infamous crash...late at night?
Warnings: contains bitty Derpy Hooves.
Notes: Entries can be done party-style, then there will be a more organized thread of getting out there and blasting the thing.
Liz adjusted the goggles on her forehead as she paced the launch deck, waiting for the others to show up. She hadn't changed out of her evening gown; no time to. But she may as well go out there in style, right?
That'd give her something, at least. They were short a pilot, and some of the volunteers...well, to say she had her doubts would be a bit of an understatement. But the show must go on. She'd done her best to get as much information on the pods as possible, making plans, trying to compensate for the shortage of firepower and planning contingencies.
This better work.
((OOC: WE STILL HAVE ROOM FOR AT LEAST ONE MORE PILOT, PLEASE PM ME OR RESPOND TO LIZ'S POST ABOUT IT! Current pilots are:
Iron Liz
Crow
Sora
Derpy Hooves
Hope?
Squall
Robin
Minako
Zidane?
Terra
Ratchet
Please confirm if this is correct))
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Suddenly, on the radio comes Derpy's voice. Its loud, to the point of feedback occurring. It wouldn't be surprising if some pod windows cracked or broke as a result.
Also judging by the way her voice faded every few seconds, its quite clear she's jumping up and down on the radio button.
"I'm totally ready to do this, overrrr!!"
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She peered into the nearest subpod, having followed the sound of the bouncing, and saw the shrunken Derpy on the radio. Doing her best impression of Isa, she reached in and grabbed the little pony's tail between two fingers, plucking her out of the subpod.
"I admire your enthusiasm, but we've gotta wait for the others, alright?"