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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 20, 2010 18:41:02 GMT -5
(Copy of the MIB fanfictionnet RP)
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Post by Jay on Jul 23, 2010 13:56:18 GMT -5
Welcome To FF.Net's first MIB RP.
We begin one night on the streets. A Bug infestation in the sewer, while dealing with mutated crocadiles
This is the Cartoon and movies combined.
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Brooklyn. Simple. Dark, a slight flurry of snow coming up.
Shadows moved across the area. Big, bad ones.
Near A Pizza Parlor, A Black Ford LTD parked. out came two agents. K and J. In The back was the 'Prodigy' Agent S.
"Maintain the area. If Frank was right, then we hit the Jackpot." Said K. He was the oldest there, in his 40's or 50's. caucasian. Dark Brown hair.
"Will Do, After I catch me a bite." Said J. He Was an African american, taller than K. second oldest. 27. Black Hair.
The last one tied a Bandana like that of Solid Snake and put on a pair of Ray Ban shades. 13-14, youngest. Black Hair. Irish-Italian. Agent S.
"I'm with J here, I gotta take leak anyway...." Said S.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 13:56:50 GMT -5
Melissa sat in the pizza parlor eating a slice of veggie lovers pizza.
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Post by Jay on Jul 23, 2010 13:57:21 GMT -5
S spotted the girl and checked his shades. he wanted to look cool. But Its difficult to look cool....while simply walking over to the bathroom.
"One Pepperoni and some of Bob's Mushrooms" Said Agent J to the man at the front. The man nodded with a smile. This man was an alien helped by MIB.
K was unaffected by the cold, but continued to check things out. little traces. but some evidence.
A Human 38. Snubnose police revolver from the 1930's, and an alien shotgun.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 13:57:53 GMT -5
Melissa looked up from the table as she saw several suspicious looking individuals enter with sunglasses on.
"Strange." She thought.
She shrugged her shoulders, and got out her bookbag, unzipped it, and took out a book so that she could study as she ate.
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Post by Jay on Jul 23, 2010 13:58:26 GMT -5
S sat back with J on the table, and both had soda.
"She's odd. doesn't seem like anyone else here...." Said S.
"Go ask her Romeo" Snickered J.
S groaned. "She's probably older."
K checked. both guns held opposite ammo. strange.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 13:58:57 GMT -5
Melissa was vaguely aware that the group of guys were trying to check her out, but she tried to ignore them.
She didn't tend to go for guys that were too pushy up front.
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Post by Scarlett on Jul 23, 2010 13:59:28 GMT -5
Clara Day was enjoying the flurries as she strode through the streets of New York, when she happened upon the pizza parlor and the three MIB agents. Of course she knew about them, she had every little conspiracy theory, every little strange case, every little odd little fact in her head about them. Granted, having so many facts in her head, she couldn't always get to them when she wanted, but she knew about them and the agency they worked for.
She walked on past them, not even giving them a glance. She had a case right now, and she couldn't be bothered with simple things as MIB agents going into a building to grab something to eat.
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Post by Jay on Jul 23, 2010 14:00:01 GMT -5
"Ma'm? I'm with FBI, Division 6. Me and My bosses would like to ask you some questions." Said S.
Agent J silently Groaned. Clara Day. Couldn't be neuralyzed easily, or stopped.
Agent K walked into the parlor.
"Boys, I'll be calling up a crew to help out in the area. try to clear out everyone but possible witnesses and others." He instructed. He left.
"Investigation crew, sector 15-14." He spoke into a cell phone like device.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 14:00:30 GMT -5
(who is S addressing?)
Melissa looked up with interest.....something was definitely going on. She couldn't help herself...she just had to watch what was going on.
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Post by Scarlett on Jul 23, 2010 14:01:00 GMT -5
Clara looked down to the little agent-in-training. They keep getting younger and younger, don't they? she thought, trying to recall his file.
"Alright," she said. She glanced around the room. Nonhuman at the counter, human eating pizza... This should be interesting. She just hoped this had nothing to do with her missing-persons case.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 14:01:36 GMT -5
Melissa noted the woman wearing jeans. As it turned out, the people with the sunglasses really weren't interested in HER. Rather it was the woman in the jeans that they seemed to be noticing. It wasn't the first time that Melissa had thought people were looking at her and been wrong.
Something odd seemed to be going on, but she tried not to care. She had to get some studying done because she had a quiz the next morning.
Melissa tried to study, but found that it was impossible to concentrate. She REALLy wanted to know what was going on.
"Oh...this is impossible," Melissa thought as she put away her book and zipped back up the bag.
She watched the woman and the men with interest.
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Post by Scarlett on Jul 23, 2010 14:02:10 GMT -5
(thanks.)
Clara noticed the human girl's interest, but hid it well. No need to get more into this mess than nessecary. She ran her thin fingers through her pixie-cut ginger hair. She was still getting used to this incarnation; even after an Earth year, it felt odd that her hair was this short, not to mention her new reflection had completely changed.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 14:02:45 GMT -5
(okay...I edited it)
Wishing that she could go over to the woman and talk to her, Melissa decided that it would be better not to. The woman looked busy....and there were those men there.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jul 23, 2010 14:03:17 GMT -5
Melissa looked around, confused.
"Who was the person addressing? Herself or the woman in the jeans?"
It almost looked like they were addressing either of them....and she wasn't exactly sure what was going on......
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