<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Feel free to go post in it. It's a huge plot involved several people with several mini plots being wrapped up inside the larger plot, hopefully the S.O.B. will jump in to duke it out with "The Lost". Go post if you want to, it's called "Alliances" at the start, in the black market. ^^ :D </td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>kk! I'll post but I really don't have any idea what is going on in the topic.</td></tr></table> <span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:red'>Someone's grumpy..heehee. I am kidding! Your furniture is already in your room and if you don't like it then take it up with on of the robots. Hope you can find your way! Bye I am off to the kitchen. </span></span>
Temrin nodded slightly, well her eyes seemed to say thank you... without her voicing it. She walked around the base for a bit. Just out of curiostity of what it was like. She smirked at the decorations. They suited her perfectly. She found her room, for it was on the top floor... There were only two rooms, Zira's and Hers. They were almost the biggest rooms in the base. besides the meeting rooms. There was even a place to hang her weapons. she smiled and hung her sword on the ledge. She kayed back on her four poster bed, covered in black lace. Her room, instead of lights, there were torches, one on each wall and one in each corner. She sighed and nodded in aprovement, for there were no windows... The sun was already starting to dry out her skin and chap. <span style='color:black'>Suitable? Yes... Theres no sun... No one to bother me... Until we get out troops in that is...</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I'm going to be making a few new charas, they are going to be part of this faction. and if we want we can ask around and see if anyone wishes to be part of our faction ^^</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Ok, I will make some more too. I wanted to make Zira's brother...should he be in the faction? </td></tr></table> Zira found the kitchen and looked around. ~not bad though could use a homey touch~ She found some food and in no time that homey touch was there. Dirty dishes stacked on the counters high enough to topple. *BURP* ~ There, nice and homey...now to find my room and do the same...~ She made her way up to the top floor and to her room. It was perfect; it had a roaring fire in a large stony fire pit in the middle of the room. Plus there was a large fish tank mounted in the wall that was one wall wide that used black lights so it wasn't too bright, and was filled with red plants that contrasted to the black writhing evil eels that so often crackled with lightning. She had black and white pictures mounted on redwood frames against a black wall. She had also asked for a hidden away lab so she could make her poisons in private, and where she could also keep them. It only opened if you were fire proof because the switch was inside the fire that was continually burning. Her bed was opposite the panoramic fish tank and was high enough so that the tips of the gigantic fire could be seen twirling about and dancing. The bed was all goose down, the mattress, the duvet, and the pillows. The duvet cover was black silk with a red spidery design embroidered onto it. The pillow covers were also black silk and were also covered in black lace. The stainless steel weapon rack was right beside her redwood dresser that had a small poison rack and jewelry box on top. Across the room was her desk with her laptop computer and writing supplies and quill. Her closet was in the base of her bed. It was perfect. She walked over and sat down at her desk. She sighed and picked up the quill. She licked the end and pricked her tongue. She watched as the blood spattered onto the parchment. She slid off her chair and crawled over to the foot of the stairs up to her bed. She walked up there and went to sleep.
Temrin smirked as she looked at one empty wall in her room. She touched it and watched as a table revealed itself from its holding place as the wall moved. It took up almost the entire wall! There was a computer at one end, with all the accomidations needed for the base... She could connecct to anywhere in the base and send direct messages to Revol at Headquarters. There was a small section of the table that had everything she needed to sharpen her sword, fix her machine gun if need be... even design new weoponds. She looked at the computer once more and found direct links to all the security camera's, Labs, and all system program data files. She was going to like this... She needed a way to recruit new members... The question was... how to do this in secret... People had stumbled along the Headquarters... Some like her... Just happenede to stumble alone... and found it... She was sitting at the computer desk... Checking through all the files and things the robots had set up. She smiled deviously as she was searching through them. She was getting ideas... Ideas to improve on their weaponds and such... She remembered... There weren't many people included in the Blood faction yet. She had a few soldiers send from headquarters... Just to give them a start. They had a few techy 'dragon working in the labs right now. Tryin got help out with Headquarters new "works of art", She thought for amoment. How were they going to get people to join their faction... wihtout alerting the media or anyone who would spill the beans about the organisation... She neede a plan... She would have to talk it over with Zira in a bit... She left the computer files alone and checked out the rest of her room. Her closet was filled with its own hidden Armory and secret compartments. There were a few shelves with usefull book... Things on poisons, Herbs, eve one called "Weappns at their best". She read the first bit then set it on the computer table... It would help her create new Weapons... This was much better then her now empty stay at the Headquarters. She set her black trench coat on her bed. She looked at the room decore... It suited her nicely. Black, black, black... Oh and the touch of red... There were really no windows... wich she liked.. for the sun, as most of you already know, kills her skin and complection. She sighed and layed back on her bed, half laying on her coat. She saw a small metal thing on the redwood side table by her bed. She sat up and picked it up. It had a few inscriptions on it and a note beside it. "Magnum Caller 34" She read from the object. She read the note beside it, Telling what it did. She smiled and clicked one of the five bottons. A tellaporter apeard in the corner of her room by her closet. A robot apeared and came in... Ready to take orders. Temrin smirked and told it to just wait for her next order. It "Bliped" and stood still... Like a computer does in sleep mode, it stayed still, it's lights shut off... Waiting for her next command. She click another button on the mettalic device. A T.V. like screen came down from a hiden compartment at the other end of the room acroos from her bed. It sent a "Incoming Message.... Accept?" call into Zira's room as a screen came down in her room as well. Her screen would stay black until she answered the call. While temrin waited for her call to be answered she clicked a few more buttons and tested them, seeing what exactly they do and such. The last botton she pressed caused the torches on her room to glow blue, It was like an un heated flame. It didn't heat the room like a normal flame would. Temrin yawned. She turned to the robot, <span style='color:black'> ST-44...</span> The robots lights came back on as you could hear its power activating at her voice comand. He stood at attention and looked straight at her. <span style='color:black'> Go to the kitchen. Go to MY fridge and bring back up a glass...</span> The robot was programmed to do as she said. The only thing that was in HER fridge... Was blood. Revol had given her part of the blood bank sore at headquarters, to make sure she didn't feast on any unsuspecting visitors... Temrin went back to her computer and sat down in the chair. She picked up the book and started reading it. It had tips and things to watch out for when creating new weapons, things like the Balance of the weapon to make sure it fires right, what to use and such. She looked up from the book as the robot return to her room from the teleporter device in the corner of her room. The robot glided to her from its former position holding a tray. The tray contained a pitcher of Temrin's favorite "juices", a glass, and a straw in the glass. She accepted it and put it on the desk, away from all the things that would get screwed up if liquid were ever to be poured on. the robot filled the glass three quarters of the way and handed it to her. She smiled and ordered the robot to check the sytem files from its wireless link to the datbase and then to make rounds. To report to her if called, and report all things out of place. It glided of and disapeared through thr teleporting devie to start at the bottom levels of the building while checking the data base files. Temrin went back to reading... Thinking that the call to Zira's room didn't work... for she still hadn't answered. She shrugged and thought that she probably was busy checking out her room. Temrin thought for a moment and chuckled at herself. She hadn't even explored all the her room... yet she was already into all of it... This was going to be fun...
Zira was sleeping cozily in her bed when a disturbing little alarm woke her up. A robot standing near the bed said " Hello, my lady, I am RJ-23 and I would like to inform you of an incoming call, Will you accept? It has come from Temrin's room." Zira groaned and got up. She had obiouusly not seen the whole room. There were popout computers and screens and buttons and lots of hidden compartments. Everyday in this room would be an adventure, she thought to herself. She pushed a button that pulled down the big screen, and said <span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:red'>HEllo? Temmy are you there?</span></span> Her eyes lit up with glee. So much torture to dish out, and sooo many devious buttons to push. She decided to start with all the red ones then go to pink and green and then blue. She pushed one of the red ones and an alarm went off. She pushed it again and it stopped. One of the blue ones she pushed showed a library full of books. She would enjoy her stay here.
Temrin looked up from her book, Glass in her hadn and the straw in her mouth. She gave Zira a slight glare. She pointed to Zira from the screenm with the glass of blood still in her hand. She licked her lips. <span style='color:black'>Let me get one thing straight right now... DON'T... I mean NEVER... Call me "Temmy." I don't mind "Tem" But if you EVER call me Temmy... I'll hunt you down and i swear i'll make your life a living hell!</span> She folded her ears back as Zira set off the alarm. ~~~~~ One of hte workers downstairs in the labs covered his ears and chuckled to his co-worker. <span style='color:gray'>I see one of the mistresses found the alarm... great... </span> ~~~~~ Temrin looked at Zira again and smirked at her. <span style='color:black'>If you want to go on a push button fest... Let me at leat join in the fun hmm?</span> She chuckled and waved at Zira from the screen before pushing the Magnum Caller button again and shutting it off... sending the screen back into its compartment. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>We should end this soon... </td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>end what?</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>THEN END IT!!! frekin @$@#%#$^$%#$@!!!</td></tr></table>
