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Post by Forlin (old) on Jun 17, 2009 13:59:40 GMT -5
(PM me with your character info, those who aren't on the cast list. Once I get this, I will "post" as Gasedion, and move us along. Sorry about the wait.)
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Post by Angel on Jun 17, 2009 14:04:57 GMT -5
(Okay!)
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Post by Forlin (old) on Jun 20, 2009 2:31:03 GMT -5
(I wish to extend my apologies to all of those involved. I must admit – it was the “Andalite” that Cassie had made that prevented me from writing to my maximum potential. But I will not continue to talk about that; it is in the past, and this is now.)
A brown-haired male sat at his computer, an evil grin on his features. This was no true human, but a boy with a vile slug in his head, controlling his body. Its name was Innis 451, a member of the Yeerk race – a vile Imperial. He desired to take advantage of the situation, and had the means to do so, for his host was voluntary, and would gladly assist Innis in acquiring the morphing device and killing these children. He could see himself as a visser...possibly with this “Gasedion” as his host. If indeed, he was for real.
“I am interested in receiving this power and fighting the Yeerks. I will keep in touch.” He typed and posted this under his username, Cypher451. He scrolled through the others’ replies; Andalite was obviously a poser. Forlin looked like a whiny bitch. Aaron would no doubt kill him if he knew. Of course, he and his host were manipulative – he was confident he could get away with this.
Gasedion eye-smiled as he read the posts. He was delighted to know these children were willing to fight, regardless of location and age. Some of them were not well-informed on the Yeerks; that was alright. He intended to teach them all he knew. People believed that he wasn’t going to return, but he had been busy, keeping out of the sensors of the Yeerks around this planet. He now clicked the reply button.
He sent a personal message to each. It detailed the location and time he wanted them to meet him at; he asked them to provide him with their location if they could not manage to get there themselves. Provided was an image of Gasedion himself holding the Escafil device. It looked uncannily authentic. The location was in the US capital, Washington DC.
Forlin kept the page on auto-refresh; this way, he could see if there were replies in the thread. He skimmed over the posts made by others; all he really cared for were Gasedion’s posts. <Gasedion, I hope you are for real,> he told the computer, though human computers never listened. His young Andalite eyes glimmered with excitement. The Andalite spent much of his time at the computer, though he informed Alan of what he was going to do. Unfortunately, Alan wouldn’t be able to join, but he was proud of Forlin, and cheered him on, but asked him to be cautious.
Finally, Gasedion replied. He skimmed this with his main-eyes, finding a personal message from Gasedion himself! The Andalite was alight with glee. He read the message carefully, looking fondly at the impressive, strong frame of the Andalite. He was much older, so looked like he could be Forlin’s grandfather. He looked wise, and strong – an authentic Andalite.
He replied to Gasedion’s message. “Thank you. I trust you and believe you. I am willing to meet you, cousin. I am Forlin-Langor-Chulain. I will prove to you that I am an Andalite when we meet. Once again, thank you for this opportunity.” Eye-smiling, he sent the reply, then posted in the topic: “I am still here. I will make plans to meet with you, Gasedion. Thank you, and thank you, everyone who is getting involved in this. Finally, we can fight.”
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Post by Laura* on Jun 20, 2009 10:03:58 GMT -5
I logged into The Yeerks Are Here and saw that I had a new PM. I clicked on it and a picture of an--what I assumed was--Andalite holding up a blue cube somewhere in Washington DC. So I guess that's what Andalites look like. Hmm, he's kinda cute! I replied to Gasedion's PM with my name, location, age, and where we were planning to meet.
I replied
I pressed Send and went to read what people had posted on the thread. I saw that we had another person that was interested in fighting with us, so I replied back to the post
I pressed Post Reply and waited.
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Post by Angel on Jun 20, 2009 10:36:29 GMT -5
I logged back on and went to informative part of the site. I found out all I needed to know, and went to the chat box I had been in before. -How can I help to fight? I'm willing to risk my life. Where should I go to help fight?-
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Post by Sara on Jun 20, 2009 10:52:43 GMT -5
((Gasedion sent you a PM in the roleplay with the location, time, etc. about where to meet.))
I logged on to The Yeerks are here, hoping the Gasedion replied. Before I could check, I noticed that I had a PM. I read it and thought, trying to figure out if I would be able to get there.
After a minute or two, I typed "I think I can probably get there...I just really hope this isn't a trap."
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Post by Angel on Jun 20, 2009 13:24:45 GMT -5
I saw I had a PM. I opened it and saw a time date location. It was only a state away, and the date was a month away. -Cool.- I typed back -I will absolutly be there.- I typed. I was excited that there was something I could do.
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Post by Aaron on Jun 20, 2009 15:39:54 GMT -5
I finally got back on, and noticed I had a PM. I read it, and said out loud to myself, "I think I can get there..." I then replyed to the new posts, - I think I can come to the meeting. Place is good. Time's fine. -
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Post by Angel on Jun 20, 2009 15:44:22 GMT -5
I stole a map and hyjacked a car and began to drive to the meeting place. "Oh, a laptop!!" I cried seeing a laptop in the backseat. I logged on at a redlight and typed -im on the way, im on the way, on the way to the meeting place, Yay! ♥- and continued to drive.
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Post by Aaron on Jun 20, 2009 15:46:13 GMT -5
I typed, -I just got a plane ticket... Gotta be at the airport in 20 minutes -
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Post by Angel on Jun 20, 2009 15:47:12 GMT -5
Another red light. I typed -Can't wait to F-I-G-H-T!!!!!- and continued to drive.
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Post by Aaron on Jun 20, 2009 15:48:09 GMT -5
When I was on my plane I replyed, - I'll see whoever's coming in an hour. -
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Post by Angel on Jun 20, 2009 15:49:37 GMT -5
-I'll be there about a hour too.- I typed. I was almost at the destination.
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Post by Aaron on Jun 20, 2009 15:52:11 GMT -5
An hour later, I was at the meeting place, but no one else was there.
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Post by Angel on Jun 20, 2009 15:58:07 GMT -5
I drove up to the meeting place and parked. "Im here!" I called out and spotted a boy. "Hello, are you... Aaron?" I asked looking at my printout.
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