AWOL: END

[SF]

Thanks guys! So I didn't have time to write anything today, but I wrote some last night, so here it is, I don't think I'll be able to write any tomorrow either, so I'll give you all this bit.
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The four finished eating their breakfast, and went their separate ways. PJ had a free period, and went back to his dorm to take a nap. Dupin said that he had to go check on Forsaken Fan-Work, and see what was going on there. Jem went downtown into East Menacing Miscellaneous to check out the new topics there.

SetnicK was going to do something of importance. She set off for the moderator’s office, in hopes of finding out something useful. She had only been even a few feet within the moderator’s office once before. She braced herself as she swung the door open as the cool of the air conditioning hit her like a brick wall. The room she stepped into looked like a lobby of sorts, but bland-er. There was a desk at the back of the room, a few chairs over in the corner, and a few out-of-date magazines (see picture) stacked up on the floor for something to keep one’s self occupied while waiting for the moderator.

SetnicK walked up to the empty desk. Suddenly, a screen rose out from behind the desk. On the screen was a mysterious figure with some type of mask on to disguise their identity. “Who do you wish to speak to?” asked the mysterious figure.
“I was hoping to speak to Antenora, or possibly Dante.” Replied SetnicK with a hint of hope in her voice.
“They aren’t available, don’t come back later.” The screen went black, and sunk back behind the desk.
“That’s quite odd,” thought SetnicK to herself, “if they aren’t here… then where could they be?” She walked back outside, and started towards the boys’ dorm, she had to talk to PJ.

[PJ]

Nice...so...is 667 like a school, or something?

But yeah, it's neat, though it's far too short.

[SF]

Eh... kind of... it's an organization, and thats kind of their training center. Or something to that extent.

I know it's short, but I have a butt-load of work to do for my mom, and school work.

Edit:
And WTH, ever since I've started writing this, my karma has gone down... I think this story is bad luck.

[Antenora]

Good update. The secret training-center thing is interesting. I look forward to more.

[Dante]

I'm all for new interpretations of 667 as a setting. This one looks interesting enough, certainly, and the story's good as well.

[twistedbrain]

*thumbs up* I like it. Nice job.

[s]

Hm. Interesting.

[SF]

Sorry I haven't posted anything lately, been kinda busy.

Heres a bit:

Jem became bored of looking through MM, and decided to stroll on over past Reckless Reading to Forsaken Fan-Work to see what Dupin was up to. Oddly enough, he was no where to be found. She looked all over for him, from Aggravating Art, to Relentless RPGs. “I wonder where he could be,” though Jem, “he said that he was coming over here, why would he lie about where he was going? Maybe he’s off looking for Dante and Antenora.” She decided to go back to the cafeteria and get a snack to eat before heading back to the dorms to wake up PJ.

When she got there, an apple in hand(picture), she found PJ at his desk. He was just sitting there, staring off into the distance like he was in some kind of trance-like state. Jem walked up next to PJ, and tapped him on the shoulder, “Hey, PJ!” she said.

PJ jumped and then said, “Oh, hey Jem, what’re you doing here?”
“I got bored of MM, and went looking for Dupin but he isn’t in his section so I gave up and came back here to see if you were still asleep, and if not if you had figured out where Dante is, or what happened to him.” answered Jem.
“Oh, well I haven’t been up for very long,” said PJ as he checked his watch, “but I did remember what I was thinking.”
Jem was interested now, “Go on!”
“Well, what I had put down was, ‘he’s been kidnapped and is…’ and I remember that what I meant to put was ‘he’s been kidnapped and is either dead or is going to be’” said PJ in an apprehensive tone.
Jem’s face had a blank expression, as the blood rushed out of her face and became pale.
“I know that it’s a long shot… but there have been murders in 667 before. Remember Peter?”
Jem nodded, she had went and sat down on Dupin’s bed, as she was getting dizzy at the thought of a bloody murder scene.
“I say we—me, you, Setnick, and Dupin—all go looking for Dante in all the abandoned parts of 667. First, we have to go find Dupin, and see if Setnick found out anything at the moderator’s office.”

PJ and Jem went outside. It was almost noon, they’d have to look through all the different sections of 667, all the way from Antagonistic Affairs, to the Awfully Ancient Archives. This mission was going to take a lot of time—they didn’t have a lot of it either.

[twistedbrain]

*applauds* Brilliant. I like it!

[Dante]

Interesting new entry, and I'm glad you've found the time to write this.

[Antenora]

Cool new entry, and I too am glad you've found time to update.

[s]

Hm. Interesting update.

[SF]

setnick said:

Hm. Interesting.

setnick said:

Hm. Interesting update.

There seems to be an echo in here...

Random Fact: I was just looking through my fonts, and theres one called 'Shruti'

[jemima]

dupin said:

setnick said:

What? It wasn't in that pic you posted...*searches*

I had the sun shining on it, I think. But it's definatley brown. I don't think it's ever been mistaken for any other colour.

Heh heh, I had the same controversy over his hair, SetnicK.

No, this story isn't bad luck. This story is actually very good.

Oh, and to reply, 'Shruti' is a weird name. What does the font look like? *goes off-topic but wants an answer anyway*

[SF]

jemima said:

Oh, and to reply, 'Shruti' is a weird name. What does the font look like? *goes off-topic but wants an answer anyway*

'Tis Setnick's name if you didn't know. It looks... plain? Heh.

Thanks, though.