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Yeah, whatever. They're just a big pile of steaming poop no matter what their name means. "Look at me. We're just a bunch of poor guys who feel threatened by anything that we feel is different from the norm. We will now go and annihilate everything that doesn't conform to our ideals." You know who else acted that way? Hmm? Hitler. Him and stupid Nazicans in that Giant Global Guerre. | Yeah, whatever. They're just a big pile of steaming poop no matter what their name means. "Look at me. We're just a bunch of poor guys who feel threatened by anything that we feel is different from the norm. We will now go and annihilate everything that doesn't conform to our ideals." You know who else acted that way? Hmm? Hitler. Him and stupid Nazicans in that Giant Global Guerre. | ||
Revision as of 12:16, 14 May 2007
- Recon the HORO cell. Encampment, 20 members.
- Lily disables their computers
- Diiman snipes
- Viveka chloroforms one of the guards, take his form. Confuses the guards.
- OMG MISTIC is supplying them? Lily takes a look at the documents. No name of supplier, but MISTIC.
- Ceelie confuses some, they think there's an Other!
- Everyone has surrendered, or is KOed.
- MISTIC contact: A location?
- TOA cleanup crew arrives.
Mission Report: Diiman
- Objective
- Disable known HORO cell.
- Status
- Success
- Summary
- Waiting for the mission report manager to get his drink...
"Diiman. You're on."
You're ready?
"Yes."
Are you sure?
"Yes. Just go."
I just wanted to make sure, because you said that I had to make absolutely sure that I stayed on topic during this report, and that you didn't want me to already be yacking about this or that when the recording was started. I'll be sure to help you win that bet about being able to keep me from rambling...
"Diiman, you're already rambling. Damn, there goes 100 bucks. So much for 20 to 1 odds. It should have been 100 to 1 anyway."
Oh. Sorry, man.
"Doesn't matter anymore. Just get this over with."
Remember kids, gambling is not cool. It can lead to losing your money and sometime to involvement with drugs just like in The Underside of Utah. The underside strives to get you addicted to throwing away your money for the slim hope that you will achieve your grand goal of higher returns. But even then, they are just using your wasted away savings as seed for their even darker purpose of running cocaine, speed, and the dreaded blue haze. Addiction leads to addiction as you spiral out of control into The Dark Underside of Utah!
"Diiman, stop quoting trailers. Everyone's going to see it already."
But, it's awesome! Anyway, you're the one making bets. Just don't do drugs. Drugs are really bad.
"Gah! That's it. Bob, you take over. I'm getting another drink."
"But, sir! Great. uhm... Diiman? Could you uh, describe the mission concerning your attack on the HORO cell?"
Well, of course! I'll be happy to. It all started on a dark and stormy night. Well, actually it was a day with a lovely blue sky, but that doesn't sound as awesome. We had discovered the location of the enemy encampment after much incredible investigation by our team of extreme researchers. We decided to stealthily slip up to the encampment and teach those Humans Offended by Ridiculous Odors punks a lesson in pain!
<Background laughter>
"That's Human Organization for the Removal of Others, Diiman."
Yeah, whatever. They're just a big pile of steaming poop no matter what their name means. "Look at me. We're just a bunch of poor guys who feel threatened by anything that we feel is different from the norm. We will now go and annihilate everything that doesn't conform to our ideals." You know who else acted that way? Hmm? Hitler. Him and stupid Nazicans in that Giant Global Guerre.
