=Amotu
reports, March 22, 2008
I, Amotu, am holding my own, slightly smaller OCT. Only 32 spots up for grabs. If the summary below interests you, then check my page for full details.
Our story begins in a city called Exodus. The core of it's buildings were built on the concept of safety. The safety of any, and all, creatures who would decide to live there. Or at least, that is what those brightly colored little brochures say. This city has been taken into a strangle hold by a "medical research" company that simply goes by Ecks Corp. While it's facade is shiny and new, it would be honest to say that it's tallest buildings have an intimate affair with the clouds, and it's slums walk hand in hand with drugs and death. While the city itself tries to function without Ecks Corp, there is no doubt that the company keeps the city on it's feet, by whatever means it wishes.
Ecks Corp itself, the main catalyst of our story, functions under the facade of a medical research company. Behind the scenes is where anything important happens. Once they have "hired" some of the worlds best researchers they will put them on small, seemingly meaningless assignments until a breakthrough is found. In the restricted testing areas, however, Ecks Corp does not test on animals, but humans or any human like creature they can manage to capture, or trick into agreeing. These experiments hold only one purpose: To become the perfect weapon. A living, breathing, thinking weapon. Ecks Corp is beginning to exhaust it's options within the city, so our beloved CEO, a Mr. Vladimir Warren, has decided to track down several other people and creatures from all over this world, and other worlds if need be, and force them to eliminate each other in one way or another to prove who is most worthy of becoming the next weapon. With luck, this person will not become a pawn, or at least not one of the ones sitting in rows of cages, howling in pain or insanity all hours of the night and day.
Devious Comments
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Well, all I can say is: O_o
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We're as stubborn as mules with our blood on fire when we're not at Sunday mass. We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say "Kiss my Irish ass."
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~A.R.F.
Catch my 10,000 kiriban!
I love *girls-girls-girls
Give us more info, cause I'm interested.
The only things not up are some of the NPCs, those should be up in about a week when I get a new scanner cord, and some of the judges aren't back to me yet, but there is plenty of time for that still. I'd love to have you join us.
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We're as stubborn as mules with our blood on fire when we're not at Sunday mass. We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say "Kiss my Irish ass."
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We're as stubborn as mules with our blood on fire when we're not at Sunday mass. We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say "Kiss my Irish ass."
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-_- cant spell
right now im actually probobly just typing with one hand and eating with the other so please please please understand that i suck at typing
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what You want! baby I got it!! [link]
UUUU your kisses... sweeter then honey...
Photoshoot 09 Photos - [link]
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