Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Dec 24, 2014 15:53:54 GMT -8
A very nice and non-descript room. Its interior was a nice shade of white, blinding white as there was nothing else in the room. A cube exactly 100 feet by 100 feet by 100 feet. The only thing that makes it different from any other cube is that every third post the gravity shifts in the room. Sometimes more, sometimes less, as well as the direction it faces (up to the discretion of the writer). Best of luck.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2015 12:32:06 GMT -8
"Damnit to hell!" Svenn bellowed out in exclamation. He remembered he'd been tracking a target for Imperial Intelligence, but beyond that . . . nothing. He had no recollection of how he got here. Hell he had no idea what, or where, here was. His eyes were only able to take in a vivid white color, seeming almost like it was alive and glowing in a blinding brightness.
Feeling around his person, he recognized that all his gear was here. In his hands, he held his A280 Blaster Rifle. Holstered at his back along his belt was his DL-44 Blaster pistol. His armor he wore, much like that of an Imperial soldier of days past, though red and black in color, also allowed for a few extra gadgets to be affixed on his person as well, as his right wrist gauntlet was imbued with a magna caster and his left, a PAC20-Visual wrist comlink. Across his chest, a single combat knife was secured, whose blade, made of phrik with a cortosis weave, was rough eight inches in length.
He felt around his belt, now realizing that his thoughts before were incorrect. Typically he had been known to carry a handful of tactical grenades and thermal detonators, but all were missing now, save one; a smoke grenade used for escape and deception. "Well this day just keeps getting better and better," he thought to himself sarcastically. "Hopefully my target wasn't so lucky in keeping his possessions as I was." He snarled and flared his nostrils as he looked up to see a figure in front of him from a kneeling position
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