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Post by Aleksandra Odinsova on Jul 5, 2005 17:00:30 GMT -5
"I am back at my mansion outside of Moscow. I'll have my cooks make something special if you are coming. What would you like for dinner?" I ask Hailie while I am brushing through my poodle's fur.
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Post by vam on Jul 5, 2005 17:23:01 GMT -5
I walk into my fathers office, and sit on the chair in front of his desk. I wait for him to notice me before I say anything. I play with my gun for a bit, waiting for him
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jul 5, 2005 17:27:00 GMT -5
Keitoleinen returns to his office after a coffee break and is pleased to see that his daughter is there. She was always one of his more loyal children. "Vamma, I have a very special mission for you. There are some agitators in Congo trying to stir up trouble. I would like you to head there and kill them." He says cheerfully and drinks his coffee.
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Post by dariya on Jul 5, 2005 17:29:39 GMT -5
I get some anti biotics to take care of my little problem and spend a good part of the day calling all of the men I have slept with in the past month or so.
I kind of get some satisfaction from this. I should be upset, but the idea that I could have spread a disease to dozens of men and because of that, even more women, makes me a little happy in a sick way.
"I'm a walking agent of bio terrorism." I say after I return to my own apartment. I have my own apartment now. Just couldn't stand living with the parents anymore. That and they kicked me out.
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Post by vam on Jul 5, 2005 17:31:06 GMT -5
((gtg, i might be on later))
I smile, and shift my gaze to him.
"Alright, but you will have to give me the specifics. I mean, you do know the details, don't you?"
I smile. Of course he does. He always manages to know everything. So unrealistic.
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jul 5, 2005 17:34:49 GMT -5
"There are socialists in Kinshasa. They came there from Venezuela but I do not know their names. Just kill any hispanic people in the capital, there shouldn't be that many." Keitoleinen says coldly. "Oh and Linnea Korpela is doing a mural in our lobby downstairs. I think it will turn out nicely."
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Post by vam on Jul 5, 2005 17:38:51 GMT -5
"Just what you need, another shrine. Its not like you are a GOD or anything."
I stand up and start to walk out of the room.
"Im sure it will be just lovely."
I sincker.
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Post by mary on Jul 5, 2005 17:40:39 GMT -5
Tom never replied to my letter. Maybe he forgot about me. I don't know. I decide to write a letter to my friend Chris Mason.
Dear Chris, Things don't look good. I think I will get the death penalty for my involvement in HOLY. Today I was talking to a woman who raped three teenagers. I have never met a female rapist before. I didn't know they existed.
I am lonely here. I have a cute laywer but I haven't seen him for a while. Tell everyone back home that I miss them and hope they have good lives.
Your friend, Mary
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jul 5, 2005 17:42:41 GMT -5
"I will call you sometime this week to see how things are going or to tell you if there are any new developments in this." Keitoleinen replies. He says nothing about the God statement. His ego is already too big for his own good. "Good luck, you are my favorite daughter. Remember that."
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Post by dead character on Jul 5, 2005 17:49:46 GMT -5
I head back to RTE for another grueling day of work. I clean out the garbages and mop the bathroom floor. I spend a couple hours washing mirrors and windows.
Most people would hate this kind of work, but I like it. It makes me feel like I am doing something. I feel in control. Everyday I leave work,I leave it cleaner and get some satisfaction from cleaning up that mess.
I can't clean up life or the world, but at RTE's studio I have that kind of control.
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Jul 5, 2005 17:52:31 GMT -5
Heikki walks around for a long time. When he finds out that Salome got hurt in the blast, he goes to visit her, but only to find that she is resting. He feels happy inside. Never before has he had so many friends and people who care about him. He feels empowered by this relationships. He feels changed. He smiles as he starts walking back.
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Post by damek on Jul 5, 2005 17:56:46 GMT -5
Damek takes a train to Scottland and sees that there are already thousands of protestors camping out for the G-8 summit. He feels right at home and joins the crowd. They are chanting, shouting, and some even brought food to share. He meanders to a group of activists who are camping out and sharing some sandwhiches. They of course share with him, which is fortunate for him since he hasn't eaten since yesterday. He sits down with them to listen to their stories.
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Post by Dead Character on Jul 5, 2005 18:00:14 GMT -5
Antero locates some candles and flashlights, but at about 1am the power comes back on anyway. He sleeps soundly through the night, even though the world was rocked by terrorism. When he gets up, he goes to Nea's room, with a backpack over his shoulders. "Yeah, I am leaving for that G-8 summit. Niiko called last night and said he is going to be at the protests. Did you want to come along?"
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on Jul 5, 2005 18:03:35 GMT -5
Brandon walks around the city feeling something like a zombie. He decides that he will return to his socialist friends, that is where he belongs. They might give him some insight on who he is. For now, he feels dead and empty. He goes to a cafe and sits down for coffee. He reads the paper and is actually a little upset about the terrorism that happened the day before. Reading that makes him realize that he is not a nihilist, that there are some things in the world that are wrong.
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Post by Bonifaz Rommel-Artz on Jul 5, 2005 18:07:38 GMT -5
Bonifaz is pleased with Amsel and Angelo's work in France. He hopes that things in France will be changing significantly by the 14th of this mont. He marks the 14th on the calendar and keeps an eye on the news. He is glad about the bombing in New York and the many embassy bombings all over the world. He wears a smile all day as a result of it.
Furthermore, the more distracted the Americans are with fighting terrorism, the less inclined they will be to stick their nose out in Germany.
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