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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 19:00:57 GMT -5
The Room of Martin, #67
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 25, 2012 19:07:35 GMT -5
Martin enters his room and checks it out. (PER)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 19:13:36 GMT -5
It's a nice room, if a bit bare.
It has a bed and a bathroom, with a long dresser and a minifridge.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 25, 2012 19:16:58 GMT -5
Martin dumps all his stuff in a corner and kicks back on the bed. He quickly drowsed off to sleep dreaming dreams about space and beautiful women.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 19:37:09 GMT -5
In his dream, Martin recieves a vision from a beautiful space woman.
"Oh Martin! You have earned another 10 XP and Leveled Up! What will you be increasing?" She says, sounding like Tricia Helfer.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 25, 2012 19:39:37 GMT -5
(I put all my 15 points into EW raising it to 50, will do the changes in my sheet)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 19:44:50 GMT -5
"Well done Martin!" She says.
"You need a Link to your sheet in your signature by the way!"
And then everything gets all wavy, and just like that, the dream is over.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 20:03:34 GMT -5
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK at the door.
"Computer Guy, you in here?" Asks a familiar voice.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 25, 2012 20:06:47 GMT -5
Getting awoken so soon after falling asleep, Martin returns the knocks with a grumpy "Yes!" as he puts on his glasses.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 20:14:51 GMT -5
The door swings open, and in walks Richardson, fully armed.
"Up for a little work, on the side? Heard you're supposed to be able to patch people up.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 25, 2012 20:17:14 GMT -5
"I guess." Martin rose. "I'll follow your lead then" He picked up his doctor's bag.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 20:19:52 GMT -5
"No questions? Alright then, let's go!" He says as they leave the room.
They meet up with Davidson a little later and arrive at the gates, readying to head out.
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