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Dec 4, 2005 18:41:07 GMT -5
Post by aquaman on Dec 4, 2005 18:41:07 GMT -5
Nate: Lets do this Aqua... *jacks-in*
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 4, 2005 22:11:33 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 4, 2005 22:11:33 GMT -5
Without waiting for Nathan to jack-in, Ben starts heading for the door, pulling up a map on his PET screen.
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Post by Sparkexe on Dec 5, 2005 1:24:21 GMT -5
Sparkman: Damnit! Is there any reason why you're slow on the draw?
Nathan B: *jacks Sparkman in* Hey, this is a new folder we're using here. Just making sure everything's in order. *tails after Nate and Ben*
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 5, 2005 5:14:01 GMT -5
(Rrrrrright ) They soon arrive at an odd sight. A very old build side-by side with a very new building, and they both say, "center" on the sign. "Where better to hide a secret jack-in port that goes straight to an official network than inside an old official building?" asks Ben, "Of course, you'll never get past security without the security codes." he adds as he plugs his PET into the security terminal, transfering the codes manually due to lack of navi.
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Dec 5, 2005 20:52:14 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 5, 2005 20:52:14 GMT -5
*once all the codes are entered, Nathan jacks his PET in*
Nathan: *smokes* Can't be that great of a hiding place. We found it easy enough.
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 5, 2005 22:43:42 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 5, 2005 22:43:42 GMT -5
"That's cause I knew the location already." Ben faces his PET screan. "GateMan, status report." "Nearly there. We should be arriving at the gate shortly." "Good. Resistance?" "A few viruses and heelnavis. Nothing troublesom." "Good. Keep us posted." "Affirmitive."
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Dec 7, 2005 15:30:37 GMT -5
Post by aquaman on Dec 7, 2005 15:30:37 GMT -5
Nate: Aquaman, I want you to help gateman, do whatever he says.
Aquaman: Yes sir!
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Dec 7, 2005 20:22:30 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 7, 2005 20:22:30 GMT -5
*Just as the Gate appears in the distance, Sparkman stops the other navis.*
Sparkman: Don't get any closer, or I'll fry your asses.
Gateman: Why? What's your problem?
Sparkman: Oh nothing. I was just thinking I could disappear, run up to the gate, and blind the guards with a white sparkwave so we can nail their asses that much easier. But hey, your idea of just marching in and getting our asses shot at could work too.
Gateman: Okay, fine. Go.
Sparkman: *disappears* Right. Oh and, now's a good time to close yer eyes.
*Gateman and Aquaman close their eyes Sparkman sneaks up to the gate. He appears a several yards away from the gate and unleashes a white sparkwave, blinding the guards, injuring two heel navis and instantly deleting a Shrimpy 2 virus.*
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 8, 2005 9:18:09 GMT -5
Hmph...I must admit, I wasn't expecting stratagy out of him, but I have my own ideas as well... GateMan thinks to himself as he recieves five chips from Ben. "Program advance." he disappears, then several blasts from a O-Cannon delete the remaining navis.
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Dec 11, 2005 3:08:22 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 11, 2005 3:08:22 GMT -5
*As Sparkman fries a CatpultEX virus with a barrage of spark mines, Aquaman polishes off a pair of DrixaEXs with his Faucet Canons*
Sparkman: That's the last of them!
Ben: *entering codes* And that's the last of the security codes!
*the onimously opens*
Gateman: Now let's cracking before the reinforcements arrive.
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 11, 2005 8:50:11 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 11, 2005 8:50:11 GMT -5
Ben:Ok, the gate to the satellite computer should be up ahead. Gate:There!*Points to the glowing warp ahead* Ben:GateMan, you've still got the virus, correct? Gate:Of course. Ben:Good then. Let's go!
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Dec 13, 2005 19:23:30 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 13, 2005 19:23:30 GMT -5
*The trio quickly charge through the warp, but once they all arrive through the warp, they find themselves in a dark, featureless cylinder-shaped area.*
Sparkman: Some computer. 'Bout as intricate as the contents of Coldman's noggin.
Gateman: This can't be right! We should be in the heart of the satellite computer!
*oily voice*: Well any other day, you would. But when the guards spotted you cattle, I redirected the link to our...holding area.
*laid back voice*: We've been tearin' this 'verse apart to find a quaint little joint to settle down, raise the kids for a 'coon's age! Who do ya think ya are, ramblin' in and tryin' to blow it to hell?!
Aquaman: Yeah, how dare we save our country from being blown up.
Sparkman: Yeah, seriously. You're gonna kill god only knows how of my potential clients. Who are you puds, anyway?
*deep commanding voice*: First tell us how you found this place.
Sparkman: We remembered it from a dream. What do you think? It's none of yer fuggin' business.
*deep commanding voice*: Then our identities are none of your business.
*At that moment, the lights in the area come on, and the navis find themselves standing on a small platform suspended over a gaping hole. The wall in front of them slides open, revealing a guardian resembling the head and torso of a jackal in pharaoh garb with a large, square-shaped hole in its waist. As its eyes fly open, the platform begins darting in random directions over the hole.*
Gateman: *rolls his eyes* Thanks for pissing them off.
Sparkman: *disappears* It's my job.
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Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 13, 2005 19:49:46 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 13, 2005 19:49:46 GMT -5
Gate:Oi, just distract them until we can come up with a plan. Ben:...Any of you got snake chips? And Wood+s? *All the officials in the room shake their heads* Ben:Lovly, you two? Nate:You're asking me and AQUAman? Nathen:And SPARKman? Ben:... Gate:They have a point. Ben:Shut up, GateMan.
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Dec 14, 2005 23:49:05 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 14, 2005 23:49:05 GMT -5
*a giant stonecube falls from the ceiling, nearly landing on top of Sparkman. Gateman dodges another stonecube that's fired from the Jackal Pharaoh's chest.*
Sparkman: Aquaman, cover me or I'll use you as a shield. *charges up*
Aquaman: *fires a water balloon at the Jackal Pharaoh's eyes* Geez, you don't have to be nasty about it.
*Nate downloads a geyser chip which Aqua tosses into the hole. A second later, a pillar of water shoots out from the chasm, landing a solid blow to the Pharaoh's torso. Before it can retaliate, Sparkman unleashes a charged spark shock at its eye, paralyzing it.*
Sparkman: Gates, if you got some ingenius plan cooked up, now's a good time!
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Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 15, 2005 9:47:42 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 15, 2005 9:47:42 GMT -5
Gate:Hmph. Ben? Ben:On it.*Downloads five chips* Gate:First off, REMOGATE!*A RemoGate flies at the thingy, slashing it*Z-CANNON3!*Fires off five shots*SHADOW3!*Turns into a shadow and charges up, then teleports infront of the thing and slashes it* Jackel:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!*Explodes*
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