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    Soprano looked at his surroundings, unable to see the way home. He noticed that it was late, near dusk. He looked for any possible shelter, noticing a cave with a strange green aura, presumably from the radioactive materials inside. (Even though radioactive materials aren't green )
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    (I'm cool with it, just don't go overboard.) *frustrated grunt* He couldn't solve it, no matter how he tried. He eventually just gave up, and just straight up walked out of the office (and the base) into the wastelands, not forgetting the dosimeter, to try and calm down. Analysing polyalphabetics were frustrating. He eventually got himself lost.
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    Soprano, who was working in a small office, hasn't left his room for at least 2 days. He was too focused on a ciphertext he had stolen, he forgot to do basic things such as eat, or drink. He just ran around the office building, frustrated. (Never been in a roleplay with Romance in it. It's not going to be a main topic, right?)
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    ... So she just... Ehm... Forces it on stallions? :/ Soprano will be sure to keep a long distance from her xD
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    Oh, alright. My mistake. I just hope she can't stop bullets. Can we start soon? I'm getting tired.
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    Hmm... So Soprano can't have his sort of... Human/pegasus/changeling wibbily wobbily... timey wimey... hybrid thing? Darn.
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    I'll join in at the start, but prepare for me to sleep at any time. I've been doing some RC4-52, and it's tiring :/
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    If we do start soon, I probably won't be able to join in for a couple of hours. I might sleep, I might not. Up to you if you want to start soon.
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    APPLICATION Name: Soprano Sex: Stallion Race: Pegasus Description: Orange/yellow mixed mane/coat. Water symbol (JP) as cutie mark, 3 skills: Speech, Small Guns & Survival S: 4 P: 3 E: 5 C: 0 I: 12 A: 4 L: 7 Strengths: language, mathematics and cryptography. Weaknesses: Social interaction, combat, leadership. Traits: ASD (Aspergers) traits (all), being bossy-like, being terrified of everything, and not getting along with others (to the point of hitting one with a brick)
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    Just put a sock over the microphone. It actually functions as a make-shift pop filter. I've used it on occasions.
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    For the pop filter, use a sock. Don't spend too much on it xD
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    Eh, not as much as I used to, since most of the RP's I participate in have moved over to Skype. That and my computers starting to wear out, specifically the hard drives
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    Not if someone posts on it, it's not xD I can't really think of anything to post at the moment.
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    "... I think so, i'm not sure." he said, being overly-cautious of the ticking time bombs under his hooves. "How many do we have to place down? We've put down at least 10 already." He put down another land mine, before hearing one go off in the distance, around 20 metres away.
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    Soprano continued to read his book, finding it... fascinating, to say the least. He heard a very faint scream, but decided to just ignore it, wanting to not get into another predicament. He has had enough of those for one day. He noticed a minor laceration on his hoof. He looked around for a bandage.
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    "Sure. Glad to help." he said. He didn't actually know why they were trying to kill these ponies. He wasn't paying attention during the briefing, but he didn't want to sound like he was on the 'enemies' side. He started to dig the holes to plant the mines, as briefed.
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    Soprano did not like being pulled around, but he ignored it. "Alright then. Any spots in particular you need 'em?" he asked. He didn't want to put them randomly, making someone get injured, or killed. He looked at them. It had some writing engraved in them. Numbers.
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    "You guys have radiation medicine? I've never heard of it." he said, starting to get worried. He got his dosimeter out of his satchel. It read 0.2 µSv (1 µSv or higher is considered hazardous). "Well, my dosimeter is reading alright. What's the CPM, Re?" he said, remembering that Re had an actual geiger counter.
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    "No, not really. I'm just curious, that's all." he said. "You know, you could always make a small bomb that dispenses isotopes if you want to poison them slowly." he said, trying not to imply to make an atomic bomb. "Not now, of course, but it's an idea." He tried not to panic about setting up a bomb.
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    "What type of explosive is in it? C4, gunpowder, et cetera?" he asked. He didn't actually need to know this; he was just fascinated by it. He always enjoyed to know all of the tiny details, even if they turned out to be completely useless to what they were doing.
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    "Not really, no. I know how they work, but nothing on how to actually detonate them." he said, thinking of the workings of an atomic bomb. He twitched. He was concerned about if it was an atomic bomb. "Eh... what type of bomb is it exactly?" he asked. He did not want to have to deal with de-contamination again.
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    Soprano woke up at Twilight's door after being unconscious for quite a long time. He hadn't changed; his eyes still flashed. He stood up, and noticed the completely empty house. He just stayed inside, as it was night time, and he didn't want to get attacked.
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    Soprano liked that idea. "Alright then." he said, slightly unsure. He was normally quite unsure of what to do, but that was just due to the anxious and paranoid nature of him. "When do we begin it?" Soprano noticed a lot of flora, despite the radioactive fallout (mostly Caesium 137) killing it of.
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    "Ehh, I'd prefer not to get into combat." he said, sounding shameful. "Is there anything I can do that doesn't involve blowing someone's head off with a bullet." He wanted to try and avoid combat. He was weak, he was scared, and he was far better with strategy. (filler)
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    Well, i'm safe down in Australia! *has worries* Seriously though, it's deadly in Africa due to lack of proper health infrastructures.
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