Spooty
12-11-2005, 00:23
(OOC: oki, few of you may remember that a few months back my nation came under a riot, well there are several loose ends which I am now tying up in this thread)
Silli walked on deck, he craked open a cold beer and relaxed in his yellow deck chair, Silli had hardly aged since the riots, leaving Spooty had been a great idea as now he had time to explore the world in his Yacht which had cost him almost double what the plastic surgery had, a woman walked over to the wealthy businessman and smiled, "Another Martini?" She took his glass and smiled some more whilst trying to squint out the sun, "yes, Martini, lots!" He stared back looking firmly at the womans chest, "please get the ice from the bottom, it's better!" Splonka looked the young woman all over, she was going to be a big star, he layed back after the drink had been handed to him, this truly was the life, a while passed as the sun turned from molten White to safari Orange, the phone rang and was taken to Splonka by a team of bikini clad women.
"Hey man, there is somthing seriously wrong with your damn factory, I got damn Ringleaders coming at me from every angle, why the hell didn't you add guns you damned idiot, i hope your- are you sipping Martini's? I hope you are cos your factory is getting ripped to f!cking shreds man!" Splonka was taken aback, who was this mysterious caller, why had he got his factory, "who is this? Do you work for that ingrate Spiff? That fool deserves all that he gets!" Splonka was about to hang up when he suddenly remembered the voice, Dutch? Eric Dutch, he was seen as a sort of hero amongst the Candy Land Lemonade retailers, "Dutch? What the hell are you doing in my factory?!"
6 Months Earlier
"yo, this place got the sh!ts, we got flat TV's, enough Drugs to make an Elephant high, we got it all man!" Eric looked over to the wise man who had just given him that excellent piece of information "yep, we got it all, but what we going to do with it all?" Dutch asked the man back, hoping that he had now fooled the young upstart, he had become more paranoid since the riots, everyone could be out to get him, the Red Tide Mafia, the Plutocratians, the Mongongons or even the Spootians, "yo we got to make this our HQ man, then we go bust 'dem Rings so hard they gunna be sh!tting our bullets for years to come man!" This was actually a good idea, revenge on the Ringleaders would be nice and siezing of the nation would be better, this could be a whole new start for Dutch, but this youngster had to go, with a click of the trigger the boy fell to the ground "alright then, starting grabbing guns people!" Of course there were no guns.
"This is Gyrocopter 012, we have conformation, Candy-Land Factory is up and running, the Lemonaders have barricaded themselves inside and look to be arming." The single seat machine flew over the corregated iron rooftop, he could see through parts into places where the Lemonaders had grabbed weapons and blocked off the way, a large group of Ringleaders waited outside for the order to move in, this was it S-Day.
Silli walked on deck, he craked open a cold beer and relaxed in his yellow deck chair, Silli had hardly aged since the riots, leaving Spooty had been a great idea as now he had time to explore the world in his Yacht which had cost him almost double what the plastic surgery had, a woman walked over to the wealthy businessman and smiled, "Another Martini?" She took his glass and smiled some more whilst trying to squint out the sun, "yes, Martini, lots!" He stared back looking firmly at the womans chest, "please get the ice from the bottom, it's better!" Splonka looked the young woman all over, she was going to be a big star, he layed back after the drink had been handed to him, this truly was the life, a while passed as the sun turned from molten White to safari Orange, the phone rang and was taken to Splonka by a team of bikini clad women.
"Hey man, there is somthing seriously wrong with your damn factory, I got damn Ringleaders coming at me from every angle, why the hell didn't you add guns you damned idiot, i hope your- are you sipping Martini's? I hope you are cos your factory is getting ripped to f!cking shreds man!" Splonka was taken aback, who was this mysterious caller, why had he got his factory, "who is this? Do you work for that ingrate Spiff? That fool deserves all that he gets!" Splonka was about to hang up when he suddenly remembered the voice, Dutch? Eric Dutch, he was seen as a sort of hero amongst the Candy Land Lemonade retailers, "Dutch? What the hell are you doing in my factory?!"
6 Months Earlier
"yo, this place got the sh!ts, we got flat TV's, enough Drugs to make an Elephant high, we got it all man!" Eric looked over to the wise man who had just given him that excellent piece of information "yep, we got it all, but what we going to do with it all?" Dutch asked the man back, hoping that he had now fooled the young upstart, he had become more paranoid since the riots, everyone could be out to get him, the Red Tide Mafia, the Plutocratians, the Mongongons or even the Spootians, "yo we got to make this our HQ man, then we go bust 'dem Rings so hard they gunna be sh!tting our bullets for years to come man!" This was actually a good idea, revenge on the Ringleaders would be nice and siezing of the nation would be better, this could be a whole new start for Dutch, but this youngster had to go, with a click of the trigger the boy fell to the ground "alright then, starting grabbing guns people!" Of course there were no guns.
"This is Gyrocopter 012, we have conformation, Candy-Land Factory is up and running, the Lemonaders have barricaded themselves inside and look to be arming." The single seat machine flew over the corregated iron rooftop, he could see through parts into places where the Lemonaders had grabbed weapons and blocked off the way, a large group of Ringleaders waited outside for the order to move in, this was it S-Day.