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Versus · 04-08-2012, 12:06 AM

As a disclaimer, Saya kept me from finishing this. I'll post what I have left tomorrow.

CUT TO A DIMLY LIT OPERATIONS ROOM. THE BRIGHT LIGHT OF CONSOLES AND SYSTEM DISPLAYS WASH THE ROOM IN AN EERIE BLUE LIGHT. THE CREW STANDS BEFORE A LARGE MONITOR THAT DISPLAYS THE LAYOUT OF THE ENTIRE CORRUPTED FORUM, WITH THE GENERAL SECTION AT IT'S CENTER; LIKE THE HEART OF A CANCEROUS BEAST THAT STUBBORNLY BEATS IN THE FACE OF FUTILITY. HUMAINPAIN STEPS FORWARD TO MEET WITH UNDERWATER OPHELIA, WHO STANDS APART FROM THEM.

HP: As can be observed from a quick glance [motioning to the dominant monitor], the situation is dire. At approximately 1420 ZULU time, the trolls made their attacks. In the ensuing chaos, we could not muster our defenses to repel it. With the illustrious Don's guidance and coordination, we were able to escape to the general forum, which we now reside. Sometime during the assault, Alan and and Apathy's Child had gone missing. We had not discovered this until we were able to regroup and conduct a thorough headcount. It is unknown what the true number of casualties is, but it can be determined that those who have not reported have either deserted, been captured, or killed. In any understanding, they are now lost to us.

SOLUMINA MOVES TO A NEARBY CONSOLE AND ALMOST AS ABRUPTLY, A VIDEO RECORDING TAKES THE PLACE OF THE FORUM DIAGNOSTIC. THE VISAGE OF SUPERMAN NOW DOMINATES THE SCREEN.

Superman: HEEEEYYO G.net! We gotcha BOOIIIIS!!! [Makes a raise the roof" gesture] And demands too!

CAMERA PANS TO LEXLUOTHOR.

LexLuthor: Ahh yeah bitches! Now you works for us! Check this sheit, yo. You gotta make us admins like SSJ_Goku, or we gotta make yo bois LIKE US.

Superman: [Fighting over the camera] YEAH! They gonna have big muscles and sheit. So you better pay up, suckas!

CAMERA PANS TO THE UNMISTAKEABLE FIGURE OF ALAN. HE'S TIED TO A SIMPLE, WOODEN CHAIR AND GLARES AT THE CAMERA INDIGNANTLY. CAMERA TRANSITIONS TO STATIC BEFORE CUTTING BACK TO HP.

HP: As can be observed, they are mad. Could you imagine the likes of them with administration privileges?

Murderofcrows: Anarchy like none before.

Saya: Actually, in 2006, ther-

MOC: Like none before.

HP: [Turning to Versus] So, you can see why we need you more then ever.

Versus: What's the mission, Colonel?

HP: You will infiltrate by Black Hawk, provided by Despanan and AshleyO-

BOTH HIGH FIVE UPON THE MENTION OF THEIR NAME.

HP: -to the Commentary section. From there, they will await your signal for exfil back to general. Your first mission objective: Recovery of the hostages, the forums literary heart, Apathy's Child, and the forum's obscure political pulse, Alan. Intelligence reports that there is little activity in commentary area, so stealth shouldn't be a large difficulty. From there, make your way to literature. These aerial photos [screen flickers to a large complex], provided by Fruitbat, show that he is being held in small containment camp in literature. Once he is secured, make your way to the politics and secure extraction with him and signal Despanan and AshleyO-

SUBSEQUENT HIGH FIVE FROM DESP AND AO.

HP: -for his exfil. Reconnaissance assets confirm that Alan is being held in the next level, politics. Upon his extraction, you may move to your next mission objective: To verify if the trolls possess the capability to transform regular members into trolls, and stop them if they do. We are aware that the trolls have hijacked a multiple launch rocket system and are staged to use it. The rockets are armed with trollx2 gas, and upon detonation, would collapse the fabric of our forums.

Versus: Jesus. That can't be!

HP: That's why we need you. Nobody has the expertise or experience to handle this without your leadership. It's not an exaggeration to imply that you are our only hope.

TURNING TO THE REST OF THE CREW, HP ADOPTS AN INQUISITIVE POSTURE. CAMERA PANS ACROSS THE PALE BLUE FACES OF THE TEAM.

Renatus: Service and support?

MOC:Weapons and equipment? On-site purchase?

HP: No. Due to the gravity of the situation, we have changed the standard operating procedure. You are authorized anything you can carry. This is not a black-op, anymore, but as always, once you SP, you are on your own. There is no resupply, there is no rescue squad, there is no back-up.

Solumina: I'll be providing inspirational and emotional support from here. Frequency FM Thirty-two hundred, but other than that, it's all up to you.

THE TEAM EXCHANGES FURTIVE AND WORRIED GLANCES, BUT NOTHING FURTHER CAN BE GARNERED FROM THEIR IMPROMPTU BRIEFING.

Versus: [Looking to Desp and AO] When can we start?

Desp: Within the hour.

Versus: Let's get this over with, then. [Turning to the rest of the team] Ready up.

HP: Operation: Gothic Serpent is a go.

Versus: Black Hawk Down.

HP: Operation Overlord?

Versus: Normandy.

HP: Operation: Dumbo Drop?

Versus: What? Are you even trying?

HP: ...

Solumina: [Face palming] Again?

04-08-2012, 12:06 AM	#101
Versus Join Date: Oct 2010 Posts: 3,812	As a disclaimer, Saya kept me from finishing this. I'll post what I have left tomorrow. CUT TO A DIMLY LIT OPERATIONS ROOM. THE BRIGHT LIGHT OF CONSOLES AND SYSTEM DISPLAYS WASH THE ROOM IN AN EERIE BLUE LIGHT. THE CREW STANDS BEFORE A LARGE MONITOR THAT DISPLAYS THE LAYOUT OF THE ENTIRE CORRUPTED FORUM, WITH THE GENERAL SECTION AT IT'S CENTER; LIKE THE HEART OF A CANCEROUS BEAST THAT STUBBORNLY BEATS IN THE FACE OF FUTILITY. HUMAINPAIN STEPS FORWARD TO MEET WITH UNDERWATER OPHELIA, WHO STANDS APART FROM THEM. HP: As can be observed from a quick glance [motioning to the dominant monitor], the situation is dire. At approximately 1420 ZULU time, the trolls made their attacks. In the ensuing chaos, we could not muster our defenses to repel it. With the illustrious Don's guidance and coordination, we were able to escape to the general forum, which we now reside. Sometime during the assault, Alan and and Apathy's Child had gone missing. We had not discovered this until we were able to regroup and conduct a thorough headcount. It is unknown what the true number of casualties is, but it can be determined that those who have not reported have either deserted, been captured, or killed. In any understanding, they are now lost to us. SOLUMINA MOVES TO A NEARBY CONSOLE AND ALMOST AS ABRUPTLY, A VIDEO RECORDING TAKES THE PLACE OF THE FORUM DIAGNOSTIC. THE VISAGE OF SUPERMAN NOW DOMINATES THE SCREEN. Superman: HEEEEYYO G.net! We gotcha BOOIIIIS!!! [Makes a raise the roof" gesture] And demands too! CAMERA PANS TO LEXLUOTHOR. LexLuthor: Ahh yeah bitches! Now you works for us! Check this sheit, yo. You gotta make us admins like SSJ_Goku, or we gotta make yo bois LIKE US. Superman: [Fighting over the camera] YEAH! They gonna have big muscles and sheit. So you better pay up, suckas! CAMERA PANS TO THE UNMISTAKEABLE FIGURE OF ALAN. HE'S TIED TO A SIMPLE, WOODEN CHAIR AND GLARES AT THE CAMERA INDIGNANTLY. CAMERA TRANSITIONS TO STATIC BEFORE CUTTING BACK TO HP. HP: As can be observed, they are mad. Could you imagine the likes of them with administration privileges? Murderofcrows: Anarchy like none before. Saya: Actually, in 2006, ther- MOC: Like none before. HP: [Turning to Versus] So, you can see why we need you more then ever. Versus: What's the mission, Colonel? HP: You will infiltrate by Black Hawk, provided by Despanan and AshleyO- BOTH HIGH FIVE UPON THE MENTION OF THEIR NAME. HP: -to the Commentary section. From there, they will await your signal for exfil back to general. Your first mission objective: Recovery of the hostages, the forums literary heart, Apathy's Child, and the forum's obscure political pulse, Alan. Intelligence reports that there is little activity in commentary area, so stealth shouldn't be a large difficulty. From there, make your way to literature. These aerial photos [screen flickers to a large complex], provided by Fruitbat, show that he is being held in small containment camp in literature. Once he is secured, make your way to the politics and secure extraction with him and signal Despanan and AshleyO- SUBSEQUENT HIGH FIVE FROM DESP AND AO. HP: -for his exfil. Reconnaissance assets confirm that Alan is being held in the next level, politics. Upon his extraction, you may move to your next mission objective: To verify if the trolls possess the capability to transform regular members into trolls, and stop them if they do. We are aware that the trolls have hijacked a multiple launch rocket system and are staged to use it. The rockets are armed with trollx2 gas, and upon detonation, would collapse the fabric of our forums. Versus: Jesus. That can't be! HP: That's why we need you. Nobody has the expertise or experience to handle this without your leadership. It's not an exaggeration to imply that you are our only hope. TURNING TO THE REST OF THE CREW, HP ADOPTS AN INQUISITIVE POSTURE. CAMERA PANS ACROSS THE PALE BLUE FACES OF THE TEAM. Renatus: Service and support? MOC:Weapons and equipment? On-site purchase? HP: No. Due to the gravity of the situation, we have changed the standard operating procedure. You are authorized anything you can carry. This is not a black-op, anymore, but as always, once you SP, you are on your own. There is no resupply, there is no rescue squad, there is no back-up. Solumina: I'll be providing inspirational and emotional support from here. Frequency FM Thirty-two hundred, but other than that, it's all up to you. THE TEAM EXCHANGES FURTIVE AND WORRIED GLANCES, BUT NOTHING FURTHER CAN BE GARNERED FROM THEIR IMPROMPTU BRIEFING. Versus: [Looking to Desp and AO] When can we start? Desp: Within the hour. Versus: Let's get this over with, then. [Turning to the rest of the team] Ready up. HP: Operation: Gothic Serpent is a go. Versus: Black Hawk Down. HP: Operation Overlord? Versus: Normandy. HP: Operation: Dumbo Drop? Versus: What? Are you even trying? HP: ... Solumina: [Face palming] Again? __________________ Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest. -Breathin, Tupac.