[The Red Muse]

((ooc: *blows dust off the keyboard* I'm ready!))

RM: *dozing off at his spot, not knowing anything about the hullabaloo going on*

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Jammer: *has fallen asleep beside a table at the cafeteria, drool oozing out of his mouth. He hears Vince's conversation with Arnie and wakes up. He tiredly looks around and slowly stands up, knocking the chair down.*

Jammer: *sniggers* Oops... I quess I overslept--*yawns*-- better get back to work. *walzes out of the cafeteria and heads for the stockyards*

*as he reached the gate to the stockyards-- the loud paramite howls almost made his ears bleed*

Jammer: What the~~--*opens the gate*--~~ ... HELL??!!

*there, before his eyes open the wide stockyard area-- full of paramites on the loose. He stares at the huge mass of paramites in awe-- and his eyes catch a small glimpse of green and hears a few misguided gunshots.*

Jammer:...Jayne?...Smud---eh---whatchamacallit... you...
*scratches his head* What the hell is going --huh?

*sees a small juvenile paramite hissing at him. With a ruthless grin growing to his lips, he loads his BP and shoots the paramite. The animal falls dead instantly-- dark red blood flooding out of the fatal wound*

Jammer: Serves you right you little pain in the butt and what is becoming for the rest of you-- *fires a few rounds in the air* -- I'll make my dinner out of you pesky critters! *starts shooting the paramites while making his way to the Free fire zone.*

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RM: *slowly opens his eyes and yawns* Ohh-- ... nothing beats the good ol' nap... *jumps up* Heh-- I feel like a million moolah! I think I could take out a herd of Scrabs! Not to mention-- I feel like writing... I think Arnie won't mind if I take a small stroll to the stockyards... It's so inspiring.

*takes out a piece of paper and a pen as he walks towards the stockyards. While walking, he begins to sing quietly to himself and as he reached the stockyards, he was so consentraded on writing and singing, that he didn't notice the paramites as he walked in*

RM: ...-- and they call it the house of the rising sun-whoa! *thud* Oof! *snaps awake from his trance and finds himself lying in the ground. He looks behind him and sees the corpse of the paramite that Jammer had shot few minutes ago. He feels fear climbing up his spine and he crawls away from the dead animal only hitting another one-- and this one was alive*

RM: *stares at the paramite for a second before starting to scream* AaaH! AAAH! AAAAH! *stumbles up and finds that he is being surrounded by real living paramites*

RM: *his face goes all white* HEEEEEELP!!! They're gonna kill meee!!

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((ooc: phew! I think I'm still a bit rusty... but at least I'm back...))