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2002-10-10, 6:20 AM #41
Unbeknowist to either ]-[ or smv, another was watching the conversation. It was Correction, the afore-mentioned GIS agent.
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Sarn stood back a ways from his now burning wreck of a car. Someone had tried to kill him. But why? Did the 'agency' really have that big of a leak that someone knew he'd be on a mission before he even knew himself? He stood by pondering this, and staring at the burning hunk of steel that was once his prized Cadillac, almost in a state of shock, when suddenly he was grabbed from behind.

"Ha, got ya!" Sarn struggled but was quickly handcuffed and thrown to the ground.

"What's going on?" he demanded. From the shadows stepped Yecti, standing tall and sinisterly over Sarn.

"Your skills must have faded. I recall a time when you were aware of everyone and everything around you. Now a worthless thug can get the jump on you."

"What are you talking about?" Sarn asked.

"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. I know about your past. I know about the mission you've now been given. You honestly don't think I'm going to leave such situations up to chance, do you? Igor, take him back to YectiCorp HQ. Throw him in cell 2 of the dungeon." Yecti turned on his heel and walked away, as Sarn was uncerimoniously dragged to a waiting vehicle and driven off.
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Meanwhile, in a dark hotel room in the bad part of town, a handbag had been placed on a table and left to be retrieved at a later date. Suddenly, the handbag moved slightly. Slowly the zipper began to unzip, and a little furry head popped out. Silence was hungry, and nothing would satisfy him like industrial grade electronic wiring. He slipped out of the bag and plodded gently towards the window.

Down below, MadQuack was rummaging through a garbage can. His eyes gleamed like those of a cat's. He could smell something worth investigating at the bottom of the can, but it was just out of reach. He reached further into the can. He could almost feel the item in his fingers... just a little more stretch... *CLANG* MadQuack fell into the garbage can.

Meanwhile, Silence had just gotten the window open, and was standing on the ledge looking below. Under him he heard a large clanging sound. He peered into the darkness and could make out movement in the garbage can below him. Taking a deep breath, he dived into the can.
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Meanwhile, Geb was racing through the streets in a 2003 Mustang. He'd intentioned to stay awake and follow Sarn to his meeting place, but had instead fallen asleep at half past eleven. Now he was hoping he'd be able to get there in time to get some information. He was driving so fast that he hardly even noticed the garbage can on the edge of the street rocking back and forth mysteriously. He drew near to the docks, and noticed a fire nearby. As he got nearer, he saw that it was Sarn's Cadillac! It had exploded and was in flames. He pulled to a stop and climbed out. He could hear faintly over crackling of the fire some heavy breathing. He looked around and saw a body sitting up against a lamppost. He approached and saw that it was EL3CTRO.

"EL3CTRO, what happened?" he cried. "Where's my brother?"

El3CTRO sighed, "Ambulance was... trick... Viking... hurt me... bad... Tried to get... back... warn Sarn... But too late... Sarn..." EL3CTRO closed his eyes.

"NOO! L3CY STAY WITH ME!" Geb patted EL3CTRO on the cheek. "Tell me what happened!"

EL3CTRO opened his eyes again and looked dreamily at Geb. "So... little time. Everything... fading."

"L3CY, listen to me carefully. I need you to tell me where Sarn is."

"Sarn... Too late... Sarn is..." EL3CTRO took one last breath, "Sarn ... is gone." EL3CTRO breathed no more.
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Back at a local bar, mscbuck was wandering around confused. He walked up to a burly man at the counter, "Excuse me, sir?"

The man looked at him with a sneer, "What do you want?"

"Uhh... not since the dissappearance of the kedri....."

The man looked confused, "...Huh?"

mscbuck said again louder, "not since the dissappearance of the kedri!" and then screamed at the top of his lungs, "NOT SINCE THE DISAPPEARANCE OF THE KEDRI!!!!!" It did not take long before he was carted off the padded white room at St. Harmonica's Rebalancing Center.
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(NSP this is probably getting too long now, so here's my notes that I'm going by. Feel free to take these and/or create your own additions. Anyway:

Notes:
Flexor in coma: mother's YouthShake not working

That was a VIKING from YectiCorp! - "Speaking with Yecti about something..." Think of tie-in.

Slugworth duel against Count Von Zulijin

Ford is secret agent, but has amnesia.

Is Tristie and the beautiful woman being held captive at YectiCorp one and the same? How does this tie in with Sarn's mother?

Introduction of ]-[ and smv. What to do with this...???
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[This message has been edited by Sarn_Cadrill (edited October 10, 2002).]
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.

Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
2002-10-10, 11:11 PM #42
the world comes to an end!

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Shining Saber Productions
/fluffle
2002-10-11, 7:02 PM #43
Sats soon joined his friend mscbuck at St. Harmonica's...
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.

Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
2002-10-11, 8:18 PM #44
Ulicqeldroma enters, smiling boyishly. He takes Ford's cig and tramples it.

"Smoking kills..." Ulicqeldroma begins to say before everyone beats him and tosses him into the water to "sleep with the fishes."

A few pause occurs before Sarn brings everyone back together, "That was strange. Back to business it is..."
2002-10-12, 6:39 PM #45
Yecti launches several thousand nuclear warheads on the earth, accidently killing himself in the process. Now all of Earth is a barren wasteland. One of the few survivors is smv0...Rugged and tough, smv0 survived by sheer chance as he had happened to be underground at the time of the nuclear assault. Somehow he knows that others have survived.
Fortunatly the warheads used didn't release the long lasting radiation which most others used. The radiation of the nukes used in this recent attack was swift and deadly, but is now gone.
As smv0 climbs out of the wreckage of the underground facility he sees nothing but miles and miles of wasteland...How many have survived? How many have died?


[This message has been edited by smv0 (edited October 13, 2002).]
Ummm... Errr. Eeeeee.
What to do for a signature? Oh well, back to the umms and errs again
2002-10-13, 8:14 AM #46
(NSP: dude that sucks. im sticking with sarn's world. no offense but the nuclear wasteland is old and tired.)
may the farce be with you.
2002-10-13, 10:48 AM #47
(NSP ...We seem to have a couple alternate realities going here... No problem. You think this is hard for me?)

smv0 woke in a cold sweat. It had all been a dream.

9NSP muahaa)
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.

Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
2002-10-13, 10:51 AM #48
Woah, that dream...so real....could it be a sign? Yecti Corp must be stopped! Charge!!! *trip* *fall* lands in a trash can that seems to be occupied
Ummm... Errr. Eeeeee.
What to do for a signature? Oh well, back to the umms and errs again
2002-10-14, 6:58 AM #49
(NSP I'm waiting for Geb to post now... We'll see if he's got anything)
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.

Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
2002-10-14, 8:07 PM #50
Not really, sorry [http://forums.massassi.net/html/frown.gif] I was hoping we'd stick with melodramatic hospital stuff with Sarn&Geb's mother, but now, I'm kinda lost, and stuff. But now at least Ford's addiction has been fed [http://forums.massassi.net/html/wink.gif]

Give me something simple to work with and I'll post [http://forums.massassi.net/html/smile.gif]
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2002-10-15, 5:42 AM #51
(NSP pfft... Sure, leave all the hard stuff to me... What do you think soap operas are anyway? Now let's see... Where were we? DOn't got any ideas right now... Tracer Chateau Slugworth is up to you... I'll post more maybe tomorrow... Gotta do some brainstorming...)
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.

Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
2002-10-16, 3:49 PM #52
LOOK WHAT IVE DONE!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

/ME PULLS A GUN TO MY HEAD
2003-03-18, 3:17 AM #53
Ford awoke with no memory other than he had been really really f***** up.

"Man...all i can remember is i was really really f****** up.", said Ford.

looking around he sees that he is in a hospital. hes got all sorts of tubes and sstuff sticking out of him at various places on his body. IV's dripping, machines bleeping, even a machine that wasnt hooked to anything but seemed to be breathing. it wasnt until then he noticed his roomate...

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may the farce be with you.
may the farce be with you.
2003-07-09, 9:45 AM #54
Big the Fry stumbles onto the dock, pressing the back of his hand to his forehead dramatically.

"Why, oh WHY did you do it?? I will forever be a broken fried food. What did I ever do to YOU? All I ever do is sit there innocently, watching my soaps... and then.... *SNAP!* My cable gets disconnected!!! No more "Passions", no more "All My Children.." it's GONE! ALL GONE!"

Big slams his fist on the dock hard to emphasize those last three words. He looks up at everyone else hopefully.

"Can I borrow a couple bucks for a drink?"

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"There are three kinds of men: Those who learn by reading, the few who learn by observing, and then there's those guys that just have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."
"There are three kinds of men: Those who learn by reading, the few who learn by observing, and then there's those guys that just have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."
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