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MNB newscast: The release of the powerhouse new-age video entertainment system Dataverse Reciprocal was closely followed by the video game "CGO: Clown Gang Operations," A game about the Manican Special Weapons and Tactics group the Clown Gang. There was an uproar in the government high offices today, because an important numerical code was observable in the game. This comes as an even greater shock because the Dataverse Electronics Corporation--A branch of Bandit the Worm Research Co.--is a private organization headed by Emperor Catsendt's bodyguard Kasper. For security reasons, we have not been given information about what the code does, or what frame of the game the code can be found in. In fact, with this report alone, probably hundreds of game tech freaks will now be playing the CGO game for days on end, looking for a long, complicated string of numbers. Thank you.

*The Imperial Palace, a meeting between Kasper and the Emperor*

Emperor Catsendt(EC): Explain yourself!

Kasper(K): Well sir, I can tell you we didn't find it in our final screening. Whoever it was had a lot of knowledge of game code.

EC: Don't call me "sir," I'm your friend. So it was an employee? You understand the emergency codes to the treasury and the emergency codes to our one and only atomic bomb are being broadcast to the world, correct?

K: Yes, Spike, but all it takes to get them back is a little recall and cleansing and background check to make things all better.....No. It would take too long to recall them and people would hide them in their basements. *Hysterical voice* WHADDER WE GONNA DO?!?!

EC: Well, put some extra guards and firewalls around the treasury and nuke vault an.....

*Guy in a suit walks in, Kasper reaches back, grabs a mug, and takes a swig of some freshly poured milk*

Guy in suit: Sir, there's been a breach in the outer defense of the nuke vault.

*Kasper drops the mug and it shatters on the hardwood*


OOC: I would be really glad if somebody decided to either help my Special Weapons and Tactics team, or even take control of the nerd who discovered the code.

Hmmm........bump

Greater Poland will send 3 platoons of its Speceze to assist in this nuclear silo security breach. Our Speceze troops are highly trained special forces, with information located here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=54639).

Greater Poland will send 3 platoons of its Speceze to assist in this nuclear silo security breach. Our Speceze troops are highly trained special forces, with information located here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=54639).

Thank you. We hope very much that they will be able to cooperate with the clown gang.

I will send a Navy SEAL team(4 elite operatives) to attempt to track down the intruders inside the outer defense,and a small team of delta force(20 men) to attempt to prevent further intrusions past the outer defense

However,they will not arrive until tommorrow

(ooc I must go sleep now)

ill send anything u need......im mean...ill send my who fricking nation over there if u want me to....all the citzens would help i know they would...just tell me how and i will

OOC: We'll nuke those guys who stole the nuke! :wink:
IC:
Studenberg, Barvaria-Studenland-
The Barvaria-Studenland national guard has intercepted a tanker truck that contained weapons-grade uranium. The uranium has the tag of maniaca's weapons devlopment program.

Do you need help? The DSoRC would not like to see the nukes fall into the wrong hands (ie mine)
jk, jk. We don't want to see a rouge nuclear power

OOC: How many nukes should a country like mine have? I'm thinking 13,000, plus 11,000 in orbit

IC: Our intelegence agancy is tracking down that nuke. If we find it we will return it. We strongly recomend, however, that you dispose of it.

The troops are being sent out now. A B-767 will arrive with the troops, followed by an Antonov An-225 with the helos for any insertions. Do you wish that we land at a military base, or an international airport?

My Units Are prepping to go out,should arrive tommorrow[RL]

Greater Poland and everyone....Land at Camp Spike, a military base closest to the nuke sight. It is on every map, so it should be no problem. From there you will be escorted to the meeting site.



EC: Looks like you could be out of the fire. Look at all of the support!

K: Ahh, I don't know about that. I'm going with them, and I'm taking Sparticus Trowel. I have a feeling there's going to be a lot of brains involved. Have you been monitering the treasury?

EC: Yes, and we nabbed somebody trying to leak squirty flowers(.01 clown nose) at a time out of the military emergency funding. A quick firewall drained there checking and savings account bare and transferred it to the overall budget. We also sent them a little message.

K: oh?

EC: 'Hello sir or ma'am! Good luck finding a new job, country, house, identity, and physical appearance before the grunts of the Clown Gang get you! Keep your hands off our cash because we just followed your arm to your account! Have a nice day!'

K: Classic. Sparty and I are gonna' get down to the meeting place where we'll meet the troops tomorrow. By the way, what happened to the human guards around the nuke?

EC: Gassed, and taken out by a force of nerds with pistols.

K: I can't wait to puncture those lab rats.

"Camp Spike tower, this is GP1329er requesting clearance to land," the pilot said to the tower. Roger that, we are cleared on runway 29er," Above him, the two plane fighter escort pulled away and headed towards international airspace on afterburner. The 767 circled and began its descent to the airport. The Speceze in the cabin were donning their gear and putting on their game faces. It was almost time to rock and roll.

The massive C-130 Hercules touches down on the Camp Spike Runway,rather than open the large loading ramp in the back to let out the small force,they exit the plane through a small side door. 24 men,4 Navy SEALS,and 20 Delta Force, exit and clear away from the plane which then takes off again to finish it's journey carriyin M2 Bradlys to a top secret Military Base back inside NeoMetal. The men walk toward the nearset building to see if they can find out where they should be,they drift that way in an unorganized crowd,talking the whole way and genreally lookin undisciplined.

OOC: Oh can I Roleplay too? I got a good Idea!

OOC: How many nukes should a country like mine have? I'm thinking 13,000, plus 11,000 in orbit

IC: Our intelegence agancy is tracking down that nuke. If we find it we will return it. We strongly recomend, however, that you dispose of it.

OOC: The nuke is still in it's vault, however, nerds with guns are breaking through the defense system.


IC: *Kasper is at the meeting place with Sparticus Trowel, waiting for the troops and the Emperor is talking with the Dataverse President of Employment; Gillet Amonte*



EC: Who do you think is behind this, Mr. Amonte?

Gillet Amonte(GA): We have thousands of employees in this country alone, we have no hope of finding the one who did this.

EC: You need to watch more detective programs, Mr. Amonte. The one who snuck the code into the game was not the Director of Finance.

GA: Yes, he was away in Surpulus this weekend

EC: *sigh* No, the Director of Finance does not have a degree in programming, unless there's something I'm not aware of. The one who did this would have knowledge of game code and computer programming.

GA: A programmer or debugger, likely a debugger because they get the program after it is finished to look it over. One of them could have snuck it in just before the final curtain fell on CGO's production.

EC: What was it, the sigh, that got your brain back in gear?

GA: In part.

EC: Call up some MID detectives to interrogate the workers by job, in this order.

*He hands Mr. Almonte a list containing the following text:

-Debug/Quality Control team

-Programming team

-Game Design team

-Finances

-Consultants

-Head offices*

*Mr. Almonte leaves, Emperor Catsendt starts surfing the web*


OOC: Barvaria-Studenland, go ahead and ship that stuff back to me, I wasn't aware of that truck. Just don't make it explode! Your troops are being escorted to the meeting place, where they'll get instruction from Kasper and Sparticus Trowel, who is a criminal mastermind gone good.

OOC: Oh can I Roleplay too? I got a good Idea!

OOC: I guess so........

The Uranium is arriving at your border checkpoint Alpha right now.

OOC: Thanks I wont do anything stupid.

IC:*Steping off a Jumbo Jet in the International airport of Manica, the little known political terrorist Drayson Chan flashed his passport at the the Attendant and takes his carry-on black canavs bag past security praying*

Drayson: Please dont let them find it, please dont let them find it....

Security type: Mr Chan you checked out.
*Drayson gasped*
Security type: Ummm, I ment to say you can go now.

Drayson:*Fights to find his breath* Thank you.
*Takes his bag to local Motel 8*
*Checks in and places the bag on the bed*
Drayson: Thank god they didnt find you, Mr Pookey*Hugs a Teddy bear**Puts it down and cuts of the bottom of the bag reviling a lead case about two by two feet*

Drayson: This thing is heavy!*Opens the case to find a Thompson submachine gun inside.* Oh so that what it was!*Cell phone* Darn it gonna have to pay roaming fees*Picks it up and turns it on* Yeah?

Emperor Joe Richasono:*On phone* You there?

DC: Yeah why did you send me here boss?

EJR: Because a while ago a video game containing codes to our arms stockpile in the Syrian desert is out on the market.

DC: Why not just change the codes?

EJR: We have but I-I mean we want vengance for the leak. Two we have to find who's responsible for endangering the safety, yadayada or something like that. Do you understand you prameters of your mission?

DC: yeah kill the leak and make sure it cant happen agin. Oh yeah and if I am found you express no knowlage of my existance like you allways do. *Mumbles*Untill you need somebody killed.

EJR: What was that?

DC: Nothing nothing.

EJR: Good cutting out.*Hangs up*

DC: Jerk*Tosses phone on bed*



OOC: So what do you think?

(ooc I thought the codes were to the Maniaca nuclear silo)

Camp Spike's base commander's office door opens. "Hello sir, I'm General Frank Alter. I believe we're here to help you guys out. Where do you want us?"

OOC: There are also codes to my stockpile.
*Drayson lean on a lamp post outside the goverment offices checking there IDs*

OOC: why did you think to change the codes? It doesn't take a computer genuis to think of that.

IC: Matthew Sullivan offers any aid you maight require

OOC: why did you think to change the codes? It doesn't take a computer genuis to think of that.

IC: Matthew Sullivan offers any aid you maight require

OOC: To answer your first question, we thought of that. However, the nerds with guns had already broke through the outer defense, and it would take at least 4 days to change the codes thanks to miles of security questions and rerouting.

OOC: Good idea, Emperor_Joe, but it looks like we'll be on opposing sides. The crime is not punishable by death, and we want to talk to him, so we will strive to take out your assassin, however, you still don't know that, and we still don't know you're here.

IC: The special ops guys who arrived at Camp Spike were shuttled to "the meeting place: An abandoned rest stop in the plains area, noticeable by a looming wooden sign that says, "trespassers will be vaporized." There, they are greeted by Kasper, Sparticus Trowel, and 7 members of the elite Clown Gang.

K: Welcome to the meeting place. The missle silo is farther down that way.

*He yanks out a blueprint of the seemingly towering missle silo*

K: The missle silo is built somewhat like a fortress, with the key launching mechanism and release mechanism at the bottom floor, very far underground. To discover these people, without provoking them to shoot into the missle, it will take some skill. The catwalks, will be our main tool.

Sparticus Trowel(ST): We will have to be stealthy, yet aggresive, yet accurate. This is the plan:

*When we get through the outer defenses, we will be meeted by a gaping, covered pit. When we enter the code to open the ventilation at the outer edge of the pit, we will lower 10 Delta Force down, where they will break down an escape door a ways down. They will have 90 seconds to reach the door and exit the ventilation system before the ducts close and the temperature regulation system kicks in again. If they're are late, they will be frozen stiff. From there, they will step onto the catwalk that you will land on when you open the door. They will then hold their position, and if they spot a bogey, will attempt to get off a clear shot.

*The rest of us will take the stairs down and break the codes to the top floor. Sparty and Kasper will then give more instructions.


ST: Everyone understand?

*nods all around*

ST: Then let's head out.

*Drayson is spying on the whole thing*

DC:*Into cell phone* Sir they are making a move.

EJ: What are they doing?

DC: Looks like they are planning a raid, Where I dont know.

EJ: Well we ID the spy that found our former codes, A man named Kasper (Whats his last name?) Your new assignment is to find him and bring him back alive. I will understand if he is missing a appendage or two. EJ signing off.

General Altman is monitoring things from the command vehicle set up down the at the meeting place.

He watches his forces as they get into position at the doorway of the staircase. They await the signal.

*Outside a gun shop in the capitol city*

DC: Dang it, I never find a tranquilizer gun here. And calling home for one is a bad move on all fronts. I'll do it the old fashioned way, shoot to maim.*Goes in*

Shopkeeper: What can I do ya for?

DC: 400 boxes of 45. ACP ammo please.

Shopkeeper: I'll have to do a background check for that.

DC: I'll pay you double to keep this between us?

Shopkeeper: I dont take to bribes.

DC: Damn. I guess I got to do what I got to do.*Knocks him cold and drags him to the sewers out back, goes back in and takes all the 45 ACP ammo and a 1911 for good mesure.*

DC: Better go the back way...

[OOC Sorry my power went out at 12 pm yesterday until this morning]

Delta Force draws straws ,picking the soldiers for the raid.

OOC: Emperor_Joe, Kasper does not have a last name. Only Kasper. And your plan may fail(though we still don't know about it), because Kasper's the Emperor's bodyguard, most people who don't know him stay out of his way. And, right now, He's done up in Kevlar and a bulletproof helmet. Good luck.*Thinks over previous statement* No, I mean, do your best.


IC: As the 10 Delta Force take the plunge, Kasper enters the code. It takes him about 4 seconds, though his fingers are flying. As he hits enter, he speaks, "go." The staircase is long and winding, When they eventually reach the bottom, they are faced with another door. Sparticus Trowel quickly enters a slightly smaller code, and they run onto the circular catwalk and lay down on the ground. Sparty whispers "clear" and they stand back up.

K: Alright, I'm a man of my word. As promised, I will give you more instructions.
Things get a little messy here. Do you see those rails, stabilizing the missle going up and down? A long ways down, there'll be a really small catwalk just around the missle. We need five people to slide down those and get to that catwalk. Any takers? *Everybody raises their hand* Okay, how 'bout those five in the back?

*They step forward, and jump on to the catwalk railing*

ST: Hey, don't let go!

*They jump off, grab the rail, and disappear*

K: It looks like the venters made it out safely. Now, the rest of us are going to keep going down until the next security door, where Sparty will give us more instructions. If we see any nerds up here, remember to not shoot unless you have a clear shot so you don't hit the missle, and shoot to kill, so that if one of the nerds gets shot, lives, and has nothing left to live for, he might take us and most of Maniaca down with them.


OOC: Anyone else can go ahead and RP these guys if I'm not posting for a while, and I'll pick up where you left off.

*Packing at motel*

DC: Gotta run, Gotta run, Gotta find a rock and hide!
*His cell phone rings*

DC: God dang it, These call cost a lot of money!*Picks it up and turns it on*Yeah?

EJ: Something that might help you, go to the phone booth outside.

DC: Boss there is no phone booth.

EJ: Today there is.

DC:*Goes out to the tempory phonebooth.* What now?

EJ: Type in the phone number 830-544-6183 and just listen.

DC:Types number in and listens.

Recorded EJ voice: Inside the handle there is a key. Break open the handle.

DC: *Does so and finds a key with a apartment adress and number*

EJ*On cell phone*: Go to it. Call me there.* hang up noise*

DC: I dont know his number!

EJ*Cell phone*: Thought I hung up didnt you? Well the phone number is inside the apartment, destroy it.*Hangs up for real*

DC: Bos is scary that way.

The 5 members of Delta Force reach the catwalk after sliding down a rail fora good 15 seconds. "Alright,"says chalk leader Sgt.McKnight(ooc: does it violate copyrights if I steal names from Black Hawk Down but change the ranks?) "Let's head around that cornersince we need accuracy Shakar and Gordon(snipers) will cover us,while e advance past that corner,"
The two snipers take up positions behind the advancing force) As the 3 deltas walk cautiously ahead,a nerd suddenly runs wildly out the corner opposite :

x= delta
*=nerd
---------
* |
------ |
|xx|
| x |
xx

the Missle is behind him and the two snipers hesitate,the nerd files a pistol hitting one of the advancing men in the shoulder,he had frozen in midstep when the nerd ran out,and the shot knocked him off of the catwalk,his screams could be heard for a few seconds before he passed out due to fear and fell deep into the bowels of the missle silo. Gordon snapped his rifle to his shoulder hitting the nerd in the head with one shot.

well my map idea failed but whatever

While jogging along a hallway to the next security door, they here the gunshots. Kasper yells out something to Sparticus and runs ahead.

ST: Hey guys, quicken the pace! Kasper's going to run ahead and open the door, and we'll run through it. Look for the nerd, and if we can't find him, we're gonna' come back and regroup.

*They burst through the doorway, guns readied. When they can't find the nerd, they look to the four on the catwalk far below them. They give the thumbs up, but Kasper holds up four fingers and waggles them, with a skeptical look on his face. One gives a thumbs down and points downward over the catwalk railing.*

K: Go back to the hallway and listen for Sparty.

ST: *On radio with 10 Delta Force who went through the vent* Do you have any nerd visual?

Delta: Yes, below us. At about the 3rd catwalk. I don't know, it could have just been one guy though, because he was running real fast. It's likely he was just a scout for the rest of the group farther up.

ST: Do you see the doorways around the catwalk? Pop in and out of them into the hallway every once in a while.

Delta: Yessir.

ST: *Turns back to the soldiers* Okay, around this catwalk there's fork in the road. There are three paths. Straight across, left, and right. 1 platoon of Speceze take left with Kasper and 1 and Delta, and 2 SEAL. 1 platoon of Speceze take right with me and 1 Delta, and 2 SEAL. 1 platoon goes straight across with 2 Delta.

*They walk out the door, one group takes the right path and goes into the hallway, another group takes the left path and enters the hallway, and the smaller group goes straight across on the catwalk and walks right up next to the missle*

*Apartment*
Drayson:*Loading the Tompson* Well now what?
*Cell phone rings*

Drayson: AHHHH! I'm running out of minutes!*Picks it up* WHAT!?!

Emperor Joe: Dont take that tone with me! Anyway I'm gonna send somebody to help you.

Drayson: Why?

EJ: Your target is going to be harder to capture then we origanaly planned. He'll be there tomorrow.

Drayson: How will I know it's him?

EJ: Don't order a pizza tommorow.

Drayson: But...

EJ: EJ out.

Drayson: What will I eat?
*Phone rings*

EJ: Food in the fridge.

Drayson: What fridge?

EJ: You'll see it.
*EJ hangs up*

Perhaps I could just nuke the entire area where the nerds are and get this over with...

Perhaps I could just nuke the entire area where the nerds are and get this over with...


No, because the nuke blast will set off my nuke and my country will be a barren wasteland.

Perhaps I could just nuke the entire area where the nerds are and get this over with...


No, because the nuke blast will set off my nuke and my country will be a barren wasteland.
:D

The 4 Delta remaining on the lower catwalk advance slightly,communicating via sign language,one peeks around an upcoming corner and pulls back quickly,signalling to the others that a large group of enemies is ahead. The Delta radio too the Kasper requesting for someone to catch the enemies from behind.

Kasper, while on the left end of the fork, gets the radio transmission and radios everyone to run and regroup on the other side of the silo. They meet, and Kasper relays the information.

ST: We've got 5 catwalks to descend, we'll never make it.

K: Oh.....yes we will. With a little skill, a little luck, and a little magic. *He pulls out a gadget, similar to a palmpilot, and types something in.* Get started. If you think the nuke's launching, don't wory, it's only a test.

After many minutes, the lights completely blacken. Kasper gets on the radio, and tells the group to keep going, put the night vision on, and put in some high-power earplugs. He tells them to stay as far away as possible from the missle, and breath through your shirt. They begin to here a rumbling from deep under the silo. Soon, oodles of team rise up from the bottom. Then, the rumbling gets unbearably loud, and the Delta on the low catwalk can here the nerds groaning. Flames begin to appear at the bottom, and the steam is too thick to see through. The cover at the top of the silo slowly opens, letting a small amount of light through. Then, the cover begins to close, and the rumbling starts to down. At this point, the group is only two catwalks above the nerds, and Kasper is only one catwalk behind them. The steam thins, and in about half a minute, things are back to normal, with the whole ordeal eating about eight minutes of time. The group eventually gets to the back of the nerds, most of whom are on the ground. Sparticus radios Kasper:

ST: Where are you?!?

K: A catwalk and a half to go.

ST: What was that stunt?

K: I used my SAKA to intiate a test engine burn.

ST:

The Delta on the low catwalk advance quickly meeting up with S.T. but keeping there guns pointed at the nerds lying on the ground.
"That was Disturbing",says Sgt.McKnight,"I've seen a nuclear missle launch before,during a test,but never from the inside".

*Apartment*

DC:There is no fridge!*Leans on a bookcase**Fridge shoots up from the floor* WHOA! There you are! Why were you hidden?*Looks at a box of grenade in the fridge next to the milk.* Oh I see. Hey this stuff is still good! Wait how is that!?!*Cell Phone rings*

DC: GOD DANG IT! I'LL HAVE A HUGE PHONE BILL WHEN THIS IS DONE!*Picks up phone* Yeah?

EJ: THe stuff is still good because I happen to use that apartment alot.

DC: This junk heap?

EJ: Yeah, good weapons depot. The guy should arrive soon so play nice.
*Doorbell rings* Thats him.

DC:*Opens the door* Yes?

Joey Cerio: YO WHAT UP!?! I GOT PIZZA! And*picks up bag and tosses it on the bed* A shotgun!

DC: This is my backup?

EJ: It is, find a store with some shotgun shells because I only sent him with ten.

DC: I have to babysit A GUY THAT HAS THE INTELLAGNCE OF A 15 YEAR OLD!?!

EJ: Hey 15 year olds know alot. And he has the best shotgun accurcy of you all.

ST: How you guys doing?

Delta: A bit shaken up, we're doing all right.

ST: Hey, Kasper, if you can do that with your SAKA, why don't you just lock the launcher and change the code?

K: Too many codes to lock the launcher, too many security questions to change the code.

ST: *Motions to advance on the nerds, he chooses a nerd and puts him in a lock* Alright, the games up. Tell us, then, what frame did you find the code in.

Nerd: *Smiling* Silo level. Hallway outside of the third catwalk.

ST: *Turns around, sees complicated, numerical writing on the wall* Holy......

K: No, not too bad. Whoo, high treason for the rat who wrote this. However, we now know who the rat is.

Nerd: *laughs* Surprise.

*Kasper feels a shot bounce off his helmet. He turns around, blasting his Chaplin, and picks off two of 12 nerds. He blows a shot into his nerd on the ground's leg, and kicks his gun onto the catwalk, where it slides under the rail.*

ST: 'tsawn now.

(ooc ST: 'tsawn now. lol :lol: )

The sounds of shots fired has the Deltas quickly back on their toes,rapidly recovering from their shock at the test engine burn,They now keep their weapons trained on the nerds at close range,hardly even blinking. Suddenly one of the nerds makes a grab for the gun trained on his head,with reflexes born of his intense training the delta reaches ous with amazing speed,grabbing the nerd around the neck in a sleeper hold,then letting the unconcuiss(sp) nerd slide to the ground.

OOC: Is Greater Poland still here??

IC: Sparticus takes two hits to his chest and goes down from the force of the bullets. He spins up and takes out a nerd's legs.

ST: Delta! Keep that unconcsious guy alive, I want to talk to him.


A nerd then turns around and fires a shot into his nerd friend. Sparticus turns around and busts lead into the firers neck. Ouch.

(ooc No idea... :? )


The delta drags the nerd,now bleeding from an arm wound,into a corner and gives a nerd running towards him 2 in the chest and 1 in the head.two other deltas also retreat to the corner to help him cover the unconcsious nerd.

*Goverment buildings 11 PM*OOC: I need it to be night.
IC:
DC:*Hefting a lage bag* Alright here is what were gonna do. We're gonna creep in and take Emperor Catsendit hostage. Then we're gonna use him to bargin for Kasper. The helicopter will come when we call for it. Do you understand?

JC:*Hefting a lage bag as well* Yeah yeah, I understand it wells enough.

DC: We start now.
*They climb up the wall, reach the front door, pull out there weapons and climb throught a vent shaft, drop down into a bathroom, knock out the guard in the hallway, slide past two cameras, and duck into an office*

JC: Now what?

DC:*Pulls out a scematic they found on a anti goverment website**Looks out the window and sees a fairly medium sized ledge leading an office close to the Emperor's* We're gonna shimmy along that ledge and aduck into the third window we see, then we're going to try sneak past a few guards.

A Delta takes a shot in the chest and falls to the ground,he survuves thanks to his body armor and struggles to a corner...

*12 Am Goverment offices Emperor Catsendit's office.*

DC: I am so tired!

JC: Oh yeah. Need to rest....

DC: I'll set the alarm to 4AM, get some sleep.

*Inside the Imperial Palace, Emperor Catsendt rose up bright and early at 3AM, toting a paintball gun, all ready to talk to Mr. Almonte about the scandal.*

EC: What the?!?

Seeing he stumbled over Drayson and Cerio, he smiles. He grabs them, lfts them, and heaves them out the window. Then, he gives them a couple shots of paint, and walks over to his security control panel....


OOC: Gotta' go, Emperor_Joe, don't post anything.

(OOC lol... :lol: :lol: out the window )

*Outside the Goverment offices*

DC: HUH? Wake up number two, We are in trouble!

JC:*Using a laptop he pliferd from the security guard they knocked out to upload the song "Secret Agent Man" on the comm* On it.
*Secret Agent man they taken away your name and give you a number....
DC: Let's GO!*They crash into an interns office**You wont live to tommorw....*

DC: Good song choice 2.

JC: I thought it was fitting.*They gun past two guards.*Secret agent man Secret Agent man They taken away you name and given you a number...*
*They find the office agin and kick down the door**A master of disguise...*

DC: Hands up Catsendit!*Blast his two body guards**Secret Agent man....* Number 2 the door!

JC: On it!*Dont give them too much or you wont live to see tommorw.....**Puts the door back and and pushes the desk, a chair, and the couch to block it.**Secret Agent man Secret Agent man....*
*Drayson pulls the paintball gun out of Emperor Catsendit's hands and point the Thompson at him.*

OOC: :D

EC:*with his hands up* Well, looks like you've just killed yourself, guys.

JC: Shut up, or he'll give you some breakfast.

EC: Do you know what kind of shoes these are?

DC: No.

EC: They're Oblivions. Maniacan made. Premium rubber. What do you know about rubber?

DC: It bounces.

EC: Yeah, and it also resists electricity. Now, you may or may not know, I'm really hyped up on security, you might say I'm a freak. Throughout the whole Palace, I have an electric current going at all times. There are buttons to unleash that current in certain rooms, if you know where to look. Now, can either of you tell me *As he speaks, pulls a lamp out of it's base, revealing a small blue button* what this button does?

JC: Polishes your sneakers?

EC: Nope, good try. See you on your way back to the ground.

*Drayson tries to paint Emperor Catsendt, lands a couple chest shots and one to the neck, but it's too late. They've already made there mark in the ceiling, and some stray bolts of electricity periodically emit from their heads*

DC: I'm dieing*Gets back up and points the Thompson at the Emperor* Sucker! We knew about that! So Benath the clothing is a rubber body suit! The Neck? An inch of movie magic rubber!(OOC:And the gun He was pointing at the Emperor was a real, RUBBER(Plastic mixed) STOCKED, A1921 Thompson submachine gun) As for the fact of you trying to kill us we'll just knock you out now.*Knocks the Emperor out*

JC: That was fun!

DC: Was it? Wanna try it agin?

JC: No, can I take off my suit? It's really hot.

DC: No dont take it off! We dont know how much charge the floor still has.
*Toss his ruined cell phone on the desk* Damn. Joey still got your's?

JC: Yeah but the rubber case is ruined.

OOC: Okay. I'm gonna' let NuMetal take the combat part of this for a while. Don't worry, I'll write again after NuMetal gives me a couple of leads.

One of the Deltas who has remained on the upper catwalk radios a comrade in the fighting,"We've got another group of nerds approaching,and were verly low on ammo,we've taken out a few of them but we need to conserve the rest of the ammo until we are directly attacked!,I suggest you withdraw immeadiatly,preferably get as far from the missle as you can."

*Emperor's Office*

DC: Check his pockets, and I'll tie him down. And that watch, it's mine.

JC: Awwww!*Hands over the watch**Checks the Emperor's pockets and finds ten dollars, a SMG clip*No bullets*, a live shotgun shell, a wallet containing twenty Clown Noses, and two credit cards, a secturity card, A SECURITY CARD :shock: ?*

JC: Allright!

DC: Whats it for?

JC: Weapons storage locker 8) .

OOC: Guess what I learned how to do!

http://hometown.aol.com/Xnoid64/mechagd2.jpg

(OOC Build a Robot?)

OOC: Well that too, but I can put up pictures now! BWHAHAHAHAHAHA!

(OOC cool)

OOC: Thanks.

OOC: Yeah, I went crazy when I learned how to post pictures as well. It's very thrilling.

OOC:Yes it is. http://www.glock.com/g17.jpg

Clearly:
http://www.rockmerch.com/images/bands/soad.jpg
^^System of a Down!!

http://www.impactguns.com/store/media/vecuzi.gif

OOC: ALRIGHT GUN ENVY! http://www.battletanks.com/images/M1A2-002.jpg

I think were gettin a bit off topic :) ,however,my uzi is still better than your tank...oh wait no it's not!

OOC: Yhat what I thought but I have noting to do intell the team comes back.

Stupid, annoying M1A2's!


http://www.combatsim.com/htm/nov99/jpg2/gun-t80um2.jpg

who are you and what are you doing here?

Whats going on?

Not too sure myself...
http://totalannihilation.com/totala/Images/story_pic.gif

I'll take it this thread is dead.

Stupid, annoying M1A2's!


http://www.combatsim.com/htm/nov99/jpg2/gun-t80um2.jpg

What Game Is That?

I'll take it this thread is dead.

It could still be ressurected

I need a lead. If NuMetal would post something about the group in the missle silo, I'll post back.

One of the Deltas who has remained on the upper catwalk radios a comrade in the fighting,"We've got another group of nerds approaching,and were verly low on ammo,we've taken out a few of them but we need to conserve the rest of the ammo until we are directly attacked!,I suggest you withdraw immeadiatly,preferably get as far from the missle as you can."
OOC I did..

One of the Deltas who has remained on the upper catwalk radios a comrade in the fighting,"We've got another group of nerds approaching,and were verly low on ammo,we've taken out a few of them but we need to conserve the rest of the ammo until we are directly attacked!,I suggest you withdraw immeadiatly,preferably get as far from the missle as you can."
OOC I did.. I'll do something back at the office.
*Catsendit's office*
* A huge police buildup is outside, Daryson and Joey are going to make first contact*

Police Cheif: What do you want?

Drayson:*Disguised voice* We want a man know as Kasper!

Police cheif: The bodyguard?

Drayson: Yes the bodyguard of your Emperor.
*Apoun hearing this all the police bow for a bit*
*Drayson throws a sidelong glance at Joey.*

Drayson: Emperor.*Police bow*

Drayson: Empony*Police almost bow*

Joey: Emp*Police start to bow*co!*Police catch this and dont bow*

Drayson:Emper*Police almost bow*ion!*All the police except the cheif dont bow*

Drayson: Your outta the game!

[OOC: Suggestion for Maniaca: maybe your guys back at the silo could get a radio call from the cops or someone informing them that the emporer is captured or whatever]

Manica were are you?

arg.

OOC: Sorry for my absence. I wrote an RP, but it got deleted and I got really frustrated.


IC: 2 Clown gang members stood back at the entrance to the silo to make sure no more reinforcements arrived for the nerds. Zephyr, the one on the left, gets a phone call on his TeleQom Cell phone:

Zephyr(Z): Clown gang member, state your case.

(guy on the other end of the line): It's Rusty Flipper, the palace custodian!

Z: Oh hey Rus, get a good round of golf in?

Rusty Flipper(RF): My personal best, how's it going with you?

Z: Oh, we're protecting a nuke from some renegades. You'll know if we're successful by whether you see a huge wall of fire coming towards you.

RF: Sounds exciting.

Z: You bet. What's your news?

RF: The Emperor's been Emperornapped.

Z: Awww, man! The Cops'll probably mess things up. Are the criminals still on the grounds?

RF: Yeah.

Z: Go into the Emperor's chambers.

RF: Okay. *footsteps* What next?

Z: Do you see the little flip up box on his desk?

RF: Mmm-hmmm.

Z: Press the blue, white, and black buttons all at the same time.

RF: Done.

*Outside, the floor slides away to reveal grates. Statuary starts to foam at the mouth and rock back and forth. Other statuaries start to bubble. Seconds later, foam and water start spitting out of the mouths of gargoyles and dragons at twice the force of a fire hose. Joey and Drayson see that it's their chance to get away, but drayson gets the full blast of a foam jet and falls to the ground.*

Z: Look outside for a laugh. If you see anyone outside without a cop uniform, turn off the spit and knock them out. Tie them to a chair and leave them right in front of the mouth of a statue. Bring the box out and threaten to hit random buttons that you have no idea what do.

RF: Can do! Thanks a lot, good luck with your nuke situation! See ya'!

*Office*

Joey: DC! Are you alright?

DC:*Huffing* Got the wind knocked out of me. I'll be fine in a bit. How is Catsendit?

Joey: Sleeping like a baby. Those pills did the trick.

DC: I knew they would.

Joey: What happened?

DC: By the look of the foam it either for cleaning or for security. Perhaps both. He might do it aging so cover the Statues and fixtures.

Rusty Flipper sees the kidnappers and bursts out the door while Joey and Drayson are duct taping over the statues. They make a break for the bushes. Rusty slips on some foamy water draining down the opened up grate and hits his head hard on the ground, knocking him out. Drayson and Joey turn around hard at the noise, and slip too, but they catch themselves, so they are not hurt.

JC: Should we take him too?

DC: Nah, too much to carry. Let's go.

JC: Wait a minute. Why don't we take some of these coppers' guns and badges? Might help us out, never know, eh?

DC: Great idea!

*They pilfer the officers' stuff*

DC: Let's get going.

JC: No, wait a minute, let's check this box out.

Joey taps the yellow button, and the people on the ground fly 10 feet into the air, while blue bolts fire out of the untaped statues' mouths.

DC: Yahh! Turn it off!

Joey hits the button just before electricity hits Drayson in the face. Joey then taps the red button, and the statuary blow fire from their mouths.

DC: Quit playin' with that!

JC: Don't worry about it, I got things under control.

Joey taps the pink button, and gets a blast of sleeping gas right in his face. He falls limply to the ground. Drayson rushes over with his shirt over his nose and mouth, and presses the pink button disabling the gas.

DC: Now I've got two sleeping babies to carry around....

Meanwhile back at the Silo....


On the upper catwalk the delta who stayed there have begun picking off the large group of nerds at will,the nerds mill around in confusion,and the delta use their combat knifes to notch the railing of the catwalk,keeping track of how many nerds they've taken out.

The delta are running low on ammo and most are now down to firing at the crowds with their 9mm pistols,occasionaly a bullet heads their way,but the nerds are bad shots,however one of them is hit and knocked down from the force of the bulltet,his body armor protects him and he only recieves a bruise.

AHH! I just did an RP but got "Invalid_Session!" Anyway:

Sparticus Trowel has gone ahead to the controls to cover them.

Kasper and the force of Delta and Clown gang with him have taken cover in a transportation hallway that connects the missle silo to an airforce base miles away. Kasper revealed the hallway by pulling off a stunt to press the button that opened up a garage door that revealed the hallway.

The transportation hallway was blocked by an unmanned cargo truck, but Kasper used the SAKA device to take control of the truck, giving them 3 advantages:

"1. We can unblock the transportation hallway and utilize it for cover

2. We can use the truck to block the silo hallways, hindering the nerds' progress

3. We can affix a video camera and remote machine pistol to the front of the truck, and have some fun chasing down nerds."

Delta: sounds like fun :twisted:

*Janitors office*

DC: RAZFRAZIN!

JC: *Sleeply*You screwy rabbit.

DC:*Hits him over the head*

JC:*Sleeply* Ow.

DC: Lest I got myself a bage, a ID card, and a Glock, 10 full clips. And if he don't wake up in ten minutes, a dead partner.
*Joey's cell phone rings*

DC: I thought I turned this thing off!*Picks it up* Yeah?

Emperor Joe(Echo bird): Drayson! How life treatin ya?

DC: Not well Echo bird, We're holed up in a janatior's office with the Emperor.

EchoBird: Ouch, what happen?

DC: Some place custodian tried to jump us usein place securty.

EB: Out of all stange things of the universe.....

DC:Joey got KO by playin around around what by what I think is the secutiy command box. It was in the Emperor's office. I have it. Thank god it had shoulder strap.

EB: How did you carry all that?

DC: Found a cart. Made things easy. I would have broght the Janitor but there wasn't enogh room. Or rope.

OOC lets get the RC truck going :twisted:

Kasper and company are hiding out in the trans hallway, after affixing a camera, a remote fire gun, and several remote trigger stun grenades-in case something goes wrong and they have to self destruct-to the truck. Kasper is intstructing the Deltas and Clown gang about how to drive the truck.

K: Use the arrows to steer and go forward and backward. Use the B key to brake, G key to fire, and the C key to swivel the camera and gun. Type SDSDP to blow up the stun grendades.

He hands the SAKA to a Delta, and he goes to work......

Scrunching up his face in concentration,the Delta stares down at the screen,fortunatly he is an experienced gamer and expert GBA player.The other elite ,highly disciplined,special forces soldiers stare over his shoulder,
"LEFT LEFT!" one shouts,as a nerd becomes visible on the screen,
the delta jams his thumb on a key,shooting up the nerd than running him over( :twisted: )

While the truck business is going on, Kasper hears footsteps. Unsure whether it's friend or foe, he loads a rubber ball into his chaplin. He rolls out of the transportation hallway and fires......straight into the forhead of a sprinting nerd. The nerd spins and flies a few inches into the air backwards, before striking the floor face-down. Kasper remembers his helmet camera rolling and thinks: "I'm gonna' love watching that...." He rolls back into the transportation hallway, where it appears things are going awry. The Delta has typed the destruction code and is about to hit enter when Kasper snatches the SAKA away from him.

K: Don't give up yet, eh?

He then sees the screen rock, and notices a nerd has jumped on the back of the truck and is trying to kick out the robot brain. He swivels the gun and camera so that he can see the nerd's ugly mug. He types "TT" and holds down enter.

K: Say hello to my friend bullet bob!

He then taps the g key, and swivels back to the frontal position. He holds the SAKA out in front of him, implying he wants someone to take it off his hands and boasts:

K: And that, my friends, is how it's done....

"My turn My turn!" shout the highly trained spec ops team fighting over who gets to control the truck next,they push,shove,and put sleeper holds on one another but they finally settle down to watch the one who ends up with it go on his rampage.Of course they are all still in awe of Kasper's l337 skillz.

*Janitor's office*
*The Emperor starts to stir*

DC: Aw hell no!*Tries to find something to knock him out*

Emperor Catsendit: Wha? What going on?

DC: Your a prisioner that we hope to use to bargin for one of your men.

EC: Oh yeah I forgot.
*Cellphone rings*

EC: Not mine.

DC:*Picks it up* Ya?

EJ: Echo bird here, what ya doin?

DC: Holding the most important man of a small coutry hostage.
*To be conited*

*Janitor's office*
*The Emperor starts to stir*

DC: Aw hell no!*Tries to find something to knock him out*

Emperor Catsendit: Wha? What going on?

DC: Your a prisioner that we hope to use to bargin for one of your men.

EC: Oh yeah I forgot.
*Cellphone rings*

EC: Not mine.

DC:*Picks it up* Ya?

EJ: Echo bird here, what ya doin?

DC: Holding the most important man of a small coutry hostage.
*To be conited*

EB: Put him on.*Drayson does so.* Alright here is how its goin down, You turn over that spy Kasper and the Grim Reaper delays your trip to Hades. Now I'm a fair man. But I'm also pratical. You have eighteen days or five after he comes back, whichever is shorter, to turn over the target. My men will be there with cuffs and stun guns and ect, to take him into custody. Dont test me because I will shoot you.

OOC: Hello? Manica?

OOC: :|

OOC: :| OOC: I wont actully shoot him. Thats just to scare him.

OOC: :| OOC: I wont actully shoot him. Thats just to scare him.

OOC: I'm just wondering where he is :| lol

OOC: Sorry again! I'll post something later.

So what goin on?

lalalalalallala

*Janitor's office*
*The Emperor starts to stir*

DC: Aw hell no!*Tries to find something to knock him out*

Emperor Catsendit: Wha? What going on?

DC: Your a prisioner that we hope to use to bargin for one of your men.

EC: Oh yeah I forgot.
*Cellphone rings*

EC: Not mine.

DC:*Picks it up* Ya?

EJ: Echo bird here, what ya doin?

DC: Holding the most important man of a small coutry hostage.
*To be conited*

EB: Put him on.*Drayson does so.* Alright here is how its goin down, You turn over that spy Kasper and the Grim Reaper delays your trip to Hades. Now I'm a fair man. But I'm also pratical. You have eighteen days or five after he comes back, whichever is shorter, to turn over the target. My men will be there with cuffs and stun guns and ect, to take him into custody. Dont test me because I will shoot you.

EC: Kasper is a spy? Sure, he does some intel work, but he's no spy. And you said delay my death. For how long?

*Janitor's office*
*The Emperor starts to stir*

DC: Aw hell no!*Tries to find something to knock him out*

Emperor Catsendit: Wha? What going on?

DC: Your a prisioner that we hope to use to bargin for one of your men.

EC: Oh yeah I forgot.
*Cellphone rings*

EC: Not mine.

DC:*Picks it up* Ya?

EJ: Echo bird here, what ya doin?

DC: Holding the most important man of a small coutry hostage.
*To be conited*

EB: Put him on.*Drayson does so.* Alright here is how its goin down, You turn over that spy Kasper and the Grim Reaper delays your trip to Hades. Now I'm a fair man. But I'm also pratical. You have eighteen days or five after he comes back, whichever is shorter, to turn over the target. My men will be there with cuffs and stun guns and ect, to take him into custody. Dont test me because I will shoot you.

EC: Kasper is a spy? Sure, he does some intel work, but he's no spy. And you said delay my death. For how long? EB: If he not a spy then what was he doing puting the codes for my Tripoli firebase? Intell age or somebody else decides to do you in.

[quote=Emperor_Joe]
EB: Put him on.*Drayson does so.* Alright here is how its goin down, You turn over that spy Kasper and the Grim Reaper delays your trip to Hades. Now I'm a fair man. But I'm also pratical. You have eighteen days or five after he comes back, whichever is shorter, to turn over the target. My men will be there with cuffs and stun guns and ect, to take him into custody. Dont test me because I will shoot you.

EC: Kasper is a spy? Sure, he does some intel work, but he's no spy. And you said delay my death. For how long? EB: If he not a spy then what was he doing puting the codes for my Tripoli firebase? Intell age or somebody else decides to do you in.

EC: YOU HAVE A TRIPOLI FIREBASE?!?!?!? Haha, just kidding. It wasn't Kasper who put those codes in. It was a crackpot programmer, who I was working on finding before your cronies kidnapped me. And you've just given me a lead. We don't have many programmers who are in a position to know codes from Emperor_Joe. I'm sure you don't believe me, but I'll continue on anyway. What did you have these kidnappers wearing rubber suits for?

[quote=Emperor_Joe]
EB: Put him on.*Drayson does so.* Alright here is how its goin down, You turn over that spy Kasper and the Grim Reaper delays your trip to Hades. Now I'm a fair man. But I'm also pratical. You have eighteen days or five after he comes back, whichever is shorter, to turn over the target. My men will be there with cuffs and stun guns and ect, to take him into custody. Dont test me because I will shoot you.

EC: Kasper is a spy? Sure, he does some intel work, but he's no spy. And you said delay my death. For how long? EB: If he not a spy then what was he doing puting the codes for my Tripoli firebase? Intell age or somebody else decides to do you in.

EC: YOU HAVE A TRIPOLI FIREBASE?!?!?!? Haha, just kidding. It wasn't Kasper who put those codes in. It was a crackpot programmer, who I was working on finding before your cronies kidnapped me. And you've just given me a lead. We don't have many programmers who are in a position to know codes from Emperor_Joe. I'm sure you don't believe me, but I'll continue on anyway. What did you have these kidnappers wearing rubber suits for?

EB: I dunno ask them. Oh wait a second

Drayson: Because of your electro trap remember? We got the Plans off the net. Some anti goverment web site.

Emperor_Joe: Guys?

Emperor_Joe: Guys?

Emperor_Joe: Guys?