The Ultimate Organization III

"Um, dude, considering you're inside the cell, and we're not," Xardius said, raising an eyebrow.

OOC: The UO's acting as guards for the prison, so they're not inside Kuaxa...lol, you just teleported right inside, XD. Funniest thing all day.

 

Xardius glared at him. "Who said we'd let you? Whatever; get into this uniform so you don't blow our cover."

 

Xardius shrugged. "Well, we're trying to find the almighty Virus, but we're not exactly sure where it is. So the gist of it is we've infiltrated here so we can find more information."

 

OOC: I'll send you a PM about everything UO. Basically, because Xardius doesn't really know either, it's the ultimate biological sentient weapon. But not the most powerful thing around (that's Xardius).

BIC: Xardius scowled some more. He didn't like feeling stupid. "How should I know? I'm not the one who came up with this dumb mission..."

 

OOC: Figures that everbody's offline when I get on. I'll just wait, then...

 

OOC: The emotionality and humorosity of it all.

 

OOC: Is that so?

BIC: "Hey, do you want to find the damn Virus or not?" Xane asked Xardius. "We just gotta wait 'til that mission tomorrow and then we can figure some stuff out."

 

OOC:The whole dang generator blew. Seriously. Fortunately, there wasn't a fire hazard, but it kicked some shrapnel a pretty fair distance. Since we didn't have the extra $200-$300 to buy a new one, we had to borrow one from a family member. Thankfully, they had an extra. Perhaps running the computer is too much strain on a generator. I hope not, cause that would really suck.

 

OOC: Yes. Yes it is.

BIC: "That guy, that Sudds guy said the mission was starting in half an hour," Nulix muttered.

 

OOC: Shrapnel? Hope nobody was hurt, Jaxed.

EDIT: "We'd better get ready, then," Xane yawned.

 

OOC: Have to go. Chances are I ain't commin' back.

 

OOC:Fortunately, no one was hurt. We kept it a good distance away from the house. Good thing too. So, where are we in the story now?

 

OOC: We put you in a jail cell. It's not that far back, really. You can just flip back a couple pages. And see ya, Nulix.

 

*Darxess looked around at his current location and facepalmed*
*He just escaped from prison after months of being trapped just to end up in another cell*
*On the bright side, Orb wasn't around to rub his nose in it*
*Darxess sighed and looked outside the cell at his two guards*
Darxess:"Now what?"

 

Xane walked over to Darxess' cell and muttered, "Don't worry, Darxess. We'll spring you out later."

 

Darxess:"...I know. That doesn't stop it from sucking, however."
*Darxess leaned his head against the wall and stared up at the ceiling*
Darxess:"After months of staring at cement walls, slowly loosing my mind, thinking that there was no hope, I've kind of lost my fondness of prison cells."

 

Xane shrugged, "This happens to you a lot, doesn't it?"

 

Darxess:"Yes. And I'm getting tired of it."
*A thin film of dark flame began to cover Darxess*
*Darxess then quickly regained his composure and the flames went away*
Darxess:"I...I promised myself I would never get caught again after finally escaping from that hell. But...if its for the good of the Organization, I guess, perhaps I could...But damnit! Why does it always have to be me!"
*Darxess slammed his fists against the wall, cracking it slightly*
*He then went over to the bed and sat down, trying desperately to compose himself*

OOC:By the way, I'm perfectly fine with the situation, its just Darxess who's not a happy camper about it.

 

"Maybe you should stop taking those long naps?" Xane suggested.

 

OOC:Sorry, after a week of not having a computer, I wasn't the only one who wanted on. Now its my turn again and I can continue.

Darxess:"I would if I could...However, my condition is getting worse. I've been able to identfy it as a curse of some form, but I have no idea on how to remove it..."
*Darxess sighs*
Darxess:"And I've aquired quite the list of enemies in my lifetime, so I don't even know who might be behind it..."