World in Turmoil

[Loc]

(( Do not presume he is dead, the cloning process made him vulnerable to sudden jump starts of the heart, the only way to really kill him is to drown him))

[Guest Levy]

((Seizures usally do the trick dude, you can't function when your brain don't work.))

[antiaircraft]

((Well you guys could try to dunk his head in a bucket of water to revive him, accidentally drowning him in the process. :P ))

[Loc]

((Ooh that's evil AA, and by the way Levy, who made you the judge of what happened to the Doctor's body? The doctor decides!!))

[Guest Levy]

((But you agreed with me a few posts back that he died.))

[Loc]

(( Yes I said he was dead but people come back from the dead all the time)

[Guest Levy]

((That borders the use of magic. (Rule 3. No magic, this is the real world. Not fantasy land.)))

[Loc]

(( That's what I'm talking about, people do come back in the real world, their heart stops, that qualifies them as dead, but a shock to the heart brings them back, basicly Doc Loc was a lab rat for himself, and this messed up his body))

[Guest Levy]

((Point, this clone had a mental problem from what I read. It was first amnesia then I thought a seisure would finish him. You could come back to life if your brain doesn't function right but you'd be a vegetable.))

[Loc]

((Don't get me wrong, I love arguing, but this is getting out of hand,( this is my way of giving up without looking like a fool lol)))

[Guest Levy]

((So this clone is dead now... yeah?))

[Loc]

((Yes the clone is dead, unless...jk))

[Guest Levy]

((Okay, where were we? Tom and AA3, if you two can navigate through that out of plot argument then I'd rather you two pick up after Kait took the paper from the corpse.))

[Loc]

(( By the way Levy, there was more papers than one, he had over 600, that is only the one he had been carrying))

[Guest Levy]

((Don't do that, 600 papers with emails on each one? You're getting alittle overzealous. And try to mention something when it happens, not in an out of story conversation.))

[antiaircraft]

((I'm sure it's possible to cram about 600 e-mail addresses on one piece of paper. ;) ))

[Loc]

It was not just e-mail addresses though, I had the one paper with the addresses though, but there were papers with other info.

[antiaircraft]

((Ah yes, that was a stack of various maps and such. So, um, could we please get this roleplay moving again?))

[Guest Levy]

((Ya man, where's AA3 and Tom?)

[antiaircraft]

((Well I sent Tom a PM, and AA3 happens to be in school at the moment. I'll poke him when he gets back.))

[Loc]

(( Yeah, I was just making chat while waiting for them))

[DOOM Bringer]

((Uh sorry guys, didn't realise everyone was waiting on me, I'll try and put something up soon))

[antiaircraft]

((Well we were waiting for either you or AA3, so it wasn't just you. :P ))

[DOOM Bringer]

((Ah cool. Anyway, I promise that by the end of the day (based on my timezone :P ) I will post something on this post. Hopefully should be soon, but if not at least within a few hours. Gosh I'm lazy :P ))

[Midtime]

((I'm sorry too, everyone, for falling into the pithole that I thought only I could jump over (that's metaphorical). I haven't been very active on TDN lately, which generally is a problem with roleplays.))

 

Alethei took a surreptitious half-glance at the piece of paper. Having perfect recall, he continued staring straight ahead while he mentally examined the information on it.