I haven't had a bed time since I was 11 :blink:

I wish I could say the same. I usually end up in bed at around 10:00, but I have to read for 30 minutes to an hour or else just go to sleep. I wake up at 6:15 to get ready for school. :blink:

I have to go to bed around 22:00 - 22:30, though I use my HTC until around 02:00 - 04:00 (depending on activity here), then my parents wake me at 07:00 and I prepare for school.

Well, I don't have a cellphone.

What?!? You're fourteen and you don't have a cellphone? My littlesister turns fourteen in a few months and she has had about five so far. Or actually has but only one has a PIN-card.

What?!? You're fourteen and you don't have a cellphone? My littlesister turns fourteen in a few months and she has had about five so far. Or actually has but only one has a PIN-card.

 

I don't have a cell phone either. Waiting on the studies about whether they cause BRAIN cancer first.

Radiowaves can't cause cancer, cuz then everyone'd have it, the only bad thing is that they often are dirtier than toilets because some people have them in their pockets 24/7. It's just as fake as that having a laptop on one's lap causing infertility.

Mobile phones use microwaves, not radiowaves.

 

I don't have one either, but not because of any silly brain cancer myths.

I got my first cellphone when I was 10.

By age 13 I have had 5 different phones.

Prada, Palm something, blackberry, another black berry, [cabbage] flipphone, iphone.

 

Still with the iphone.

 

You've got to have a cellphone, what if you want to meet someone and there not on MSN?

I'm a social recluse. I only really talk to friends at school. Probably due to sociopathy.

 

Not that it matters.

I've had four phones, one really old that didn't even have games or IR, I think it was a Samsung, two Nokias (one old, one 2006+- sport) and now the HTC Tattoo.

I got my first cellphone when I was 10.

By age 13 I have had 5 different phones.

Prada, Palm something, blackberry, another black berry, [cabbage] flipphone, iphone.

 

Still with the iphone.

 

You've got to have a cellphone, what if you want to meet someone and there not on MSN?

 

I normally don't meet up with people like that. If at all, then it's at a prearranged place at a prearranged time, so I can plan ahead.

okay, may i ask why we are arguing about cellphones when we should be playing? me action is to continue down the hallway, looking for usefull stuff as i go along.

Action, Ross?

If this is actually going on then yeah, I can post an action.

 

Zathe whirs into life, analysing it's surroundings before getting up. It notes the room it is in and the people that are in it. It then gets up and and begins to walk down the corridor.

I'll play

 

Poseidon

Tall and Skinny good at running and soccer black hair

I hit the Relese Button

Charles slowly walks down the hallway, followed by Earth and newly re-awakened Zathe MK1. The outer wall of the hallway is slanted, filled with rows of the glass chambers and the occasional set of stairs set into the slanted wall for the occupants of the chambers to get safely to the floor. You see a doorway a little ways down the hall, and slumped against one of the opened chambers is the corpse of a human in a uniform identical to that of Earth and Charles. He seems to be holding an assault rifle similar to the AK-47.

 

Suddenly, the chamber next to the corpse opens, and a rather gangly man in uniform sits up, shaking his head, then looks to the side and grins, grabbing the assault rifle.

Zathe readies it's claw-like hands (For practical purposes, just count them as an unarmed strike unless you so wish) for combat, before speaking to itself for several seconds. deciding which course of action to take.

 

"8 systems wish to negotiate. 5 wish to attack. Negotiate."

 

It then asks the person who he is and what he is doing.

Poseidon, response to Ross?

Retech, you gonna join?

Zathe reaches towards the man and stops, seemingly conducting a monologue, then puts its hands at its sides and begins asking the man questions. The man seems about to answer, taking a breath, and passes out from lack of oxygen. Zathe pauses, a bit surprised, then reaches down and takes the gun from the man's unconscious body.

Zathe stores the gun away and continues down the corridor, it's mind having long decided that it prefers close combat.

Paul

Ex-space marine :P

 

I hit the release button.

Charles requests the assault rifle from zathe stating "I may be able to cover you" before continuing down the hallway.

"9 in favour of giving away AK47, 4 against it."

 

Zathe hands the gun to Charles.