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Damn it, all spots disappeared within two hours!
Aaron...we were told one item other than the spare parts lol
Chris, quiet! Ill steal the other items when Stevos not watching :proud:
I think I have agreed that Kody will take the Camoflague Ray Gun, being as he isnt here. :)
Is that OK team?
Thats everyone then, lets get this going Stevo.
And for those Oddestsy guys watching *coughStevenandAaroncough*...Alex is looking for a final decision over there.
STEVE SEZ:
Matty approached the desktop first and lifted up the CD player with interest.
Ah, Steven smiled, I see youve taken an interest in my InfiniTune CD player. Been working on that for a while now. This little beauty has been custom-made to contain every single piece of famous music ever devised by man. Baroque to Rock, Romantic to RnB, Classical to commercials, its all there. Combined with the little speakers here, certain tracks will be able to have certain influences over people. Just make sure you pick the right one to use. But Matty wasnt really listening. He was already plugged in and dancing along to Michael.
Next, it was Chris who came up to the bench and picked up the palmtop computer.
Oh, now this is a particularly interesting item, Steve informed him, I picked it up during my Dimension Hopping days. This thing contains more knowledgable information than every library in the UK put together and then some. Intruiged, Chris fiddled with a few of the buttons and the little screen lit up. The name Nicole flashed briefly onto the monitor before fading a normal menu set-up.
[Greetings] she said. She had a rather calm voice with a hint of an American accent. [How may I assist you, Sally?]. Chris stared at the palmtop for a second before giving Steven a piercing glare.
...um...heh-heh...I-I-Im still trying to iron out that little bug, he told him sheepishly as the brains of the outfit backed off to let Alex through, immediately going for the lightsabre.
A man of taste, Steven grinned as Mr Holt began testing the electric sword with a few nifty manouevres, Another souvenier of mine. The best thing about this particular lightsabre is that it runs on a tinkered Duracell battery, so its got a lifespan of at least 60 years! An evil smirk on his face, Alex faded away with his new toy while AJ zipped up front and took the Swiss Army Spoon.
Smart decision, the Scotsman commented, this little gadget has over 50 different utility functions, everything from an all-purpose key and a small laser cutter to all sorts of different kitchen utensils. That should come in pretty handy on your quest.
I guess, AJ pondered, I really just wanted something to stir me coffee with. Sighing heavily, Steven swept him aside and allowed Aaron to step up. For a few moments, his hands hovered over the phone and the Power Ring, but he soon reached his decision and lifted the telecommunicator from the bench.
Ah, now this is something a little bit special, Steven pointed out, This here is my Seance Cellphone. By dialling a certain number in the wee phonebook provided, you can contact a spirit from the afterlife and summon them to help you in times of need. Be careful, though, because this should only be used in desperate times. The dead dont like being constantly bothered and besides, the charges per call are astronomical! Twirling the phone into his pocket like John Wayne with his revolver, Aaron left the desk to let Kody pick up their last item...but not before sweeping a pile of Team Braveheart parts into his other pockets first.
The Camoflague Ray Gun, Steve announced as Kody picked up the pistol and began examining it, a wise choice and easy to work. Just twiddle the knob on the side of the gun to your chosen setting, point it at your desired target and fire. Cool as you like, the Canadian sets the firearm to James Bond, shoots himself and in a flash of green light, finds himself clad in a sleek black tuxedo.
Sa-weet, he grinned and reset the dial to Undo All. With another flash, Kody was back in his normal attire and rejoined the others, very pleased with himself.
Just one little question, Steven, Alex inquired, how are we supposed to find these suspects, anyway? Its a big world after all, and my Doomforall halfs stuck in a whole different universe, so finding thems hardly going to be a piece of cake.
Ive already thought of that eventuality, the Scotsman proclaimed proudly, Nicole here already has the coordinates of our neer-do-wells chief locations and as for transport.... He led the six to the other end of the room, where an old-fashioned single-decker bus sat near a side-door of the garage.
Oh no, Aaron sighed, not another one of these rustin barbies again.
Who you calling rusty, you muppet?! the bus exclaimed. The group stared boggle-eyed at the vehicle and slowly walked around it. On the front, just between the headlights, was a big white face, and it looked pretty peeved at that last insult. Ill have you know Im the most reliable buses on all of Sodor, so you can keep those little smart-alec comments to yourself!. The bus juddered to life and slowly turned towards the group, who by now were starting to back away nervously.
Bertie! Steven snapped, control yourself! These are friends! Passengers, even, he added suggestively.
Passengers? Bertie spluttered, well, you shouldve said! Hop in, lads! Plenty of room for all! Somewhat apprehencively, the gang stepped aboard the long red bus and each took a seat in one of the specially-cushioned seats down either side of his innards.
Whos going to drive? Chris asked, Alex pinning AJs arms to his sides.
No-one, Steve told them as he hopped onto the bus stairs, just tell Bertie here where you want to go and hell go there. Speaking of which, youd better be off now. Mum and Dadll be home any minute now and they dont like me having company while theyre away. And then, he smiled over at his faithful companions. All the best, lads, he said quietly and patted the steel innards of the bus. OK, Bertie, follow their lead! and he jumped back out into the garage. The group exchanged excited looks as the doors folded closed and they heard Bertie revving up and shifting gears...along with a strange popping sound from the rear.
What was that? Matty asked, the InfiniTune turned off since his introduction to the bus.
Just a little something to aid the journey, Bertie chuckled and after a few seconds of warming up, the nitro jets now protruding from his rear burst into life and sent the chaotic cavalcade rocketing through the garage side-door and out into the wider world. Racing down the driveway, Steven looked on as the upgraded bus thundered into the horizon and out of sight in mere seconds.
God speed, gentlemen, he whispered and dashed back inside to clean things up before the family showed up.
DECISION TIME!
There you have it, lads - the search is on! :proud: As you know, you have five parties suspected of Wedge Devos kidnapping:
- Mentorn Inc.
- Ellis, the Legendary King of Thieves
- Dr Ivo Robotnik
- The Spanish Inquisition
- George W Bush
Simply decide amoungst yourselves which youd like to visit first and Ill take it from there. :) Good luck!
I think me, Chris and Alex decided we would go for Bush first. What does everyone else think?
AJ is correct about myself saying Bush and im fairly certain Alex said that also.
Do we have to in groups or can we split up? Im kinda tempted to go for Ellis. I have a little plan in mind :proud:
Id prefer it if you stuck together, Mr Fowler. Makes it easier to keep track of everything :)
Also, Ive received a message from Kody that hed like to take on Dr Robotnik first. All that remains is Aarons choice and then I can start your first mission :proud:
*Thinks* However, I have a short fuse, so I could just go off on my own anyway :P
Well, if Alex just confirms his vote, thats three for Bush, the only way that can be tied with is if Matt or Kody change their mind and Aaron goes with them.
i did said Bush *considers how satisfying impaling him upon lgihtsabre would be*
Or i could get wireless net connection on my palmtop and hack into his satalite...crispy Bush anyone? :p
I love the smell of napalm in the morning :p
I want to go to Mentorn Inc. and check the place out. These guys are my main suspects as they have made a horrible name for robot combat all over the world, they only want money, nothing else.
Dave Says: Another post from the almighty lord of Steve
STEVE SEZ:
CHAPTER 2: HAIL TO THE THIEF?
*DATELINE: Troon Beach, Ayrshire, 5:10pm*
With a screech, Bertie swerved off the main road and rocketed down onto the pebble-littered shore. He was just about to head straight into the ocean when Aarons foot slammed down on his brake and stopped him just at the waters edge.
Whats the deal? the bus exclaimed, I thought you guys said you wanted to see President Bush first.
Not me, Matty grumbled, itching to execute his own little plan on Mr Ellis.
Simple, Aaron told him, Number 1: youve never been outside Britain, so I doubt youll be able to make your way around a whole different country without any sort of map. Number 2: youll find it hard to navigate entire oceans by yourself. And Number 3: youre a bus. Unseaworthy. Who do you think you are, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?
But Bertie just gave a superior smirk. Numbers 1 and 2 can be solved quite easily. Chris, get up front, will you?. Chris rose up from his seat and made his way to the drivers end, deftly dodging a lightsabre blow from Alex as he practiced his moves.
OK, Mr Newton, the bus commanded, see the little cartridge port next to the radio? Just slot your Game Boy in there and tell it to copy the world maps into my brain. Following Berties order, Chris slotted the palmtop, bottom scanner down, into the port.
Nicole, he instructed, download all available maps of Planet Earth. There followed a few blips and whirls (with even some clicks that seemed to resemble an adding machine) and after a mere few seconds...
[Download complete].
Excellent!, Bertie cheered as Chris removed the computer from the slot, now I can take you to nigh on anywhere on the planet! Just give me a name and Ill be there in a flash.
Ahem, Aaron coughed, Thats all very well, but I believe theres still the little matter of my third point.
Already taken care of, as well, the bus grinned, and with a loud pop, two red wings extended from his sides. Buckle up, gentlemen, and with a mighty roar of his engine, the Sodor transporter blasted up over the ocean and off to the infamous Land of the Free...
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*DATELINE: Washington D.C., 5:21pm GMT (12:21pm US time)*
Just entering Pennsylvania Avenue, Bertie glided down the street into a nearby darkened side-alley without anybody batting an eyelid as to his presence. Not only was everyone far too busy with their own affairs to notice a talking bus rocketing past them, but even if they had noticed him, he was travelling too fast for anyone to second-glimpse him.
There, Bertie whispered proudly as his engine shut down, Made good time, I think. The others didnt reply - they were leaning out the windows and busy relieving themselves of their travel sickness.
OK, lads, the bus said chirpily as they hobbled out into the alleyway with their equipment, Ill be waiting here if you need a quick escape.
R-right, Kody replied, quickly regaining his senses along with the others, Cmon, guys! and a wicked grin spread across his face, time for Senator Pain to put forward the Bill of WhoopAss!
...um, how about you leave the stupid one-liners to me? asked an embarrassed AJ, but the Canadian gave him a flick on the forehead and he thought better than to bother trying again.
So the intrepid band made their way out the alley and down Pennsylvania Avenue, soon finding themselves in front of the enormous pair of black gates of house number 1600.
Well, grind my beans, AJ breathed, its a lot bigger in real life. There, standing majestically in front of their eyes, was the White House, the stars n stripes atop fluttering proudly in the breeze.
OK, gang!, Matty roared triumphantly, eager for a little action at last, lets get im!
...um...how, exactly? Chris inquired. A slighty dumbfounded silence followed...
DECISION TIME!
Well, youve made it to the White House. :proud: The question is how are you going to get inside? As of now, you may now use your robotic forms when you wish. :) But be warned - supremely gung-ho attempts at entering (e.g. storming in, guns a-blazin) is inadvisable. A near infinite number of guards can be summoned if you are caught and your quest will be set back a few dozen paces.
Thinking caps on, gents. Now lets get creative :wink:
Anyone got a high pitched piece I can shatter the windows with?
Despite the overdosing of coffee, my brain has come up with a plan. I turn into GeForce and flip one of us over the fence. Once inside that person can open the gates and let the rest of us inside the grounds. After that, we use Matty€™s Tony Blair impersonation and pretend the Prime Minister has come to see Bush. Hopefully he€™ll open the doors and let us in€¦
What do you say, guys?
I like the flipping idea except for the fact that we execute it from the front.
Would i be correct in assuming that Nichole has the plans to the White House?
Ok, the plans we have up, Matty, id like to get in without being noticed, so i think that that is out to be honest.
AJ, I like your plan better, using Kodys camaflague gun, it might work.
What id be looking for from Nichole in particular is any hidey holes the President might have as well as ways to them and to the White House in general.
*Talks to Nichole* Nichole, please download any maps and plans of the White House and its grounds, and im not talking about tourist maps...
Also, if we get in unnoticed, would it be possible to patch into security cameras while remaining unnoticed?
We need a diversion, get whomevers the quickest to stand out front, and smash into one of the pillars, the guards will be drawn to the front, i use me trusty sabre to cut a whole in the wall into a unprotected president
You still want me to be Tony? OI actually put that in my stats, taht ic oudl adopt new images and voices, so that should be easy enough.
Would be quieter too
even better you could dress up as someone from soemwhere in the axis of evil and go to the front door, we slip round the back
I thought maybe if I went in as Tony, tricked him into a confession, you recorded it with tmy sound equipment round the back
Yeah, but Tony and Bush have a special relationship, wed be asking you to go above and beyond the line of duty.
I want to see what plans Nichole can dig up first, if nothing comes up there, i favour flipping Matt over to do his Tony Blair. Do...oh dear (no good can come of this :p)
wait, i think i may have the answer, why go in when we can draw him out, disguise the bus as a burger van and park it outside... hell come in then we drive off to interrogate him at our leisure
Isnt Bush a vegetarian :S
im pretty sure he isnt
I thought he was:S
well ive seen several clips of him askign for burgers (at inadviable moments of course) so maybe he eats vegi burgers if he is
STEVE SEZ:
...Ive got it! AJ cried in delight. Before anyone could stop him, he tossed Alex the Swiss Army Spoon and with a bright flash and a great whirring noise, the Englishman morphed himself into GeForce mode.
AJ, Alex inquired, what exactly are you d- , but he didnt get a chance to finish his question as GeForce swept underneath him and catapulted the cynic over the fence with a mighty flip. Landing in an undignified heap, Alex scrambled back onto his feet, a vein angrily throbbing in his forehead as he noticed his caffine-crazed companion change back to human form.
Use the key! he whispered through the gates. Quickly catching his drift, Alex slotted the golden prong into the padlock and with a few twirls and a sneaky grin, the black gates swung open easily.
Interesting idea there, he said to AJ as the others made their way past the iron bars. Evidently very pleased with himself, AJ beamed at him as he took back the Swiss Army Spoon, before receiving a sharp blow on the back of the head. And that, Alex grinned, is for the fall. Shaking off his brief dizzy faze, AJ gathered the group up again.
OK, guys, Aaron whispered, were in. Now what?
Simple, AJ replied, we get Matty here past security to distract the President, while the rest of us search the grounds for any signs of Wedge Devo.
Me?! Matty spluttered, why me?! How can I distract Bush without raising the alarm?!
Easy, AJ grinned, whipping the Camoflague Ray Gun out of Kodys holster, with a little help from our good friend, Tony. Twiddling the dial to Prime Minister, he fired at Matty and in a flash of green light, the teams music man found himself in a smart grey suit, his hair thinned and his mouth somewhat resembling Jack Nicholsons when he played the Joker.
I get it, he smiled, admiring his new attire, I use my Blair impression to convince him Im the P.M. - truly, a leap forward in the field of British espionage, he added in the voice theyd all grown to hate.
Well, that takes care of our distraction, Aaron said, but where are we supposed to start looking?
Way ahead of you, Chris grinned, Nicole, download all blueprints for 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington D.C. and search for any hidden passages. And none of the tourist crap, OK?. There followed a few more clicks and blips.
[Download complete. Schematics indicate a single passageway concealed within the immense rearmost Lagerstroemia indica.] The group simply stood there, some more than a little confused.
Translation? Kody asked impatiently. Nicole gave what seemed to be an electronic sigh. She missed her old owner. [Translation - the map says theres a tunnel behind the big shrub round the back of the house], she told them, her voice sounding more than a little patronising.
Now thats much cooler, Kody grinned, Right, Matty, well head for the hidey-hole and snoop around a little, you go inside and see what El Presidente can tell you about Devo. Quickly taking back the Camoflague Ray Gun, he readjusted the knob to Agent mode and zapped the rest of the group. In seconds, five teenagers in black suits and shades stood before the Prime Minister.
All the best!, AJ whispered as the group vanished around the back end of the White House. Matty was left on his own at the bottom of the pathway, adjusting his tie nervously.
Oh well, he sighed to himself. Showtime.
**********
*BZZZZZZZT*
Who-wha-whe...hey, whos that!?
Its Tony. Just wondering if George was in. The security guard hopped off his chair and zoomed the front door camera in on the visitor. Sure enough, the British Prime Minister was standing there. Or at least as far as he was concerned. His vision were still a little blurry from his abrupt awakening.
Oh yeah, he yawned over the intercom, I think the Presidents expecting ya or somethin. Cmon in, hes in his main office. With another buzz, the doors swung open and Matty stepped inside. In many ways, the House seemed to resemble a larger version of Stevens pad, only here, there was more red, white and blue than just red and brown.
Now then, Matty muttered to himself, where is his main office? His question was quickly answered when he noticed a massive signpost fixed onto the nearest wall. Peering down a corridor leading further into the building, he saw more of them littered at each turn point.
For Georges benefit, methinks, Mr Fowler smirked and with the help of the largeprint directions, it barely took minutes for him to reach two large wooden doors marked Main Office (you work in here). Taking a deep breath, he cleared his throat and slipped inside.
Hey-hey! Tony, my man! Great to see yhere! The President was lounging in a large padded chair behind his infamous oversized desk. Take a seat and tell me whats up. Matty looked around. There was no other chair - except of course for the Clint Eastwood bean bag nestled next to the desk. Feeling more than a little stupid, he slumped himself onto the bag and looked up at the grinning Bush.
OK, George, he smiled back, lets get down to business.
**********
Meanwhile, all seemed to be going well with the rest of the group. The five agents had made it around to the large shrub without the slightest bit of trouble. And large, it was. It was nearly the size of two phone booths.
Nice touch with the outfits, by the way, AJ. Alex admitted as they came to a stop, a very clever way for us to get past security.
Yeah, AJ smiled, that and they look the coolest.
Chris simply rolled his eyes at this as he approached the bush. Right, now, according to the blueprints, we just have to step inside it. Somewhat reluctantly, the others followed him inside the plant. It was a tight squeeze. no doubt (Good thing Matty isnt here, AJ quipped, getting another flick in the forehead from Alex). Now, we just open up the tunnel...thus! He bent down, seemingly to pick up a large knarled, U-shaped stick - but the stick turned out to be a handle as Chris gave a heave and opened up a submarine-esque hatch down into a long earthy tunnel.
Well, Kody grinned, down the hatch and he hopped down into the passageway with the others right behind him, Alex shutting the disguised door behind them. Wasting no time, the companions hurried along the chambre and quickly found themselves at the end, another hatchway just above their heads. Swinging the door open, Aaron hoisted himself back up - only give out a sudden yelp of pain as his spikes hit off something hard.
Careful on your way up, he warned the others in a whisper. Low ceiling. Presently, the rest of the group clambered back to the surface, all anxiously lying on their fronts as Alex resealed the hatch.
...hang on. This doesnt seem right, Chris pondered aloud and crawled out from under the...
Bed! he exclaimed in hushed tones, its just a bed, gents. Slowly, the rest of the troop followed him out and found themselves in a large darkened room, the bed from which they emerged equipped with four posters and the stars n stripes for sheets.
This must be Georgies sleeping quarters, Alex observed as Chris whipped out their trusted palmtop once more.
OK, Nicole, he whispered, scan the premesis for an traces of Mr Devo.
[...processing...strong electronic pulses detected in both the basement and the main storage room on the second floor. Further information unavailable at present time]
Well, gents, Chris said, thats our lot - where to next?
DECISION TIME!
OK, two decisions needed now:
MATTY - are there any specific questions youd like to ask President Bush?
THE OTHERS - which room would you guys like to check out first?
Very good strategies there BTW :)
use the ray to disguise ourselves as a storyteller and people dressed up to act out a story, then we wait til bush goes to bed, tell him a bedtime story and ask rhetorical quesrtions in the script to uncover everytihgn without hoim noticing, including asking him for all security passes and such, then one of us takes his identity and launch the fbi to investigate it for us
In addition to this we use the disguise thign to change bush into bin laden, his own snipers will get him, were elft in cotnroll of the US, we didnt get him ourselves.
Itll have to be andy or matt to simulate Bushs stupidity correctly tho.
Plan for moi:
Right, play on his unintelligence. Firstly, try and trick him into something by asking him what he or anyone else plans to do with Wedge Devo. If he knows what were on about hell spill, if he doesnt, then Ill probe him for other information.
If he denies it, Ill claim that wed agreed on it in our last meeting, hell be confused, and possibly state what he actually did with it.
If it turns out he knows nothing, Ill move it onto the war on terror,a nd ask him if I can take a few things back home to thw uK ot sample:proud:
Anyone else got any ideas?
Ok, before exploring an area, we need to figure out which one an agent would be more likely to go to with legit business, if the rest of you want to use Alexs idea, Nichole and i could do some sneaking around.
I need a map to the interior of the White House, anything, even tourist if its accurate.
The only problem is, i dont do American accents, so i have two options, MI6 agent accompanying Tony, or use the camo to become a female agent and let Nichole do the talking, MI6 wouldnt have the same clearance.
Ack, sod it, im out the closet, youd expect it of me once :p If anyone chats me up though, he gets a knee to the balls
Why do i get the feeling that Nichole would find it funny to flirt?