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Vexar	October 24 2008, 02:07 PM
Owner Posts: 109 Group: Admins Member #1 Joined: June 29, 2008	“Nearly there!” A shout came across all five of the helicopter’s headsets. Its crew scouted the horizon of the lush green Amazonian forest. A man, in his mid twenties, muttered something. “What?” His crew replied quickly. “What did you say?” “This is it! I’ve seen this before! We’re close!” -GvvCHNK!- There was silence. The propellers seemed to stop instantly. "Oh Sh-" The pilot was dead before the rest of his sentence became blood pouring from his mouth. “What the hell!?!” Was among one of the many things the living members of the crew shouted as the helicopter plummeted towards the earth. Lenny Garlan Fadero III, what an arrogant name. At least that’s what its owner though. He preferred Three. That is what he required anyone to call him. Those that didn’t were immediately on the wrong side of Three. “No! You…GAH! Yeh just tap the thing like this!” Three gave an old stone a soft tap and it slid and ground its way into a cobblestone floor. It sunk with a satisfying sound of something releasing further down the tunnel. “Yeh needs to watch your pressure on these. Don’t break’m!” He turned back to the others that followed him down this long corridor. He suffered from a high widow’s peak. He did his best to hide that with a jet black fohawk which only accented the problem. His dark brown eyes had turned a shade of crimson during this time of the year. He was tall, and lean, this only made his large head seem more oblong than it was. He was by no means the most attractive guy, yet he had the charm of the most brooding of bad boys. He was covered head to toe in various tan clothing. All of them were the attire of the average ‘Grave Robber’. He preferred the title of ‘Truth Restorer’. He glanced over to his favorite female counterpart ‘D’. “You, yer taken the risk this time.” He shook his head at her, his large eyes focused on her eyes. “Not settin’ me up like yeh did last time sweetheart.” He walked over and ‘gently escorted’ her to the set-in stone. “Lesse what the dead planned out.” Click here for the OOC thread. Edited by Vexar, October 24 2008, 02:08 PM.


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