Solf J Kimblee (
explosivecombat) wrote2014-02-03 10:58 am
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- !ic,
- **anonymous,
- *text,
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- @jinguji ren,
- @joker (black butler),
- @kayneth archibald e-rank luck,
- @madoka kaname,
- @our future cobra commander overlord,
- @riku,
- @roxy lalonde,
- @ryner lute,
- @snake (metal gear),
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- being you guys is suffering,
- come at me bro,
- engaging in heresy,
- everything's exploding and nothing hurts,
- good ideas are clearly relative concepts,
- he's come undone,
- how edgy of you,
- just thought he'd warn you,
- kimblee is overstimulated,
- like a brick to the face,
- look at your life; look at your choices,
- my tiny violin tho,
- no kill like overkill,
- no sense of self-preservation,
- one-man army,
- raid on the city knock out evil tusks,
- sanity is so passé,
- the greater internet fuckwad theory,
- this is gonna suck,
- this is really stupid,
- tonight we're going hard,
- took a level in exploding things,
- well that's needlessly sinister,
- why we can't have nice things,
- with apologies to carmen sandiego
030. [Anon Text + Images.]
[Well, good afternoon, network - it's been a few months since this particular device has been active. There's an ID assigned to it, of course; those familiar with Team Rocket's activities in the past may recognize it as belonging to the individual calling himself Seth.
He's been inactive lately, as far as crime goes; that doesn't mean he hasn't been busy.
Today's message comes with a few lines of text and an attachment; the text is definitely deliberate, to say the least.]
What does this world mean to you? Do you think it's something worth protecting, or would you rather sit on the sidelines and watch it burn? This place is more than sunshine and Pokémon battles. If given the choice to make a difference, would you take it?
[As usual, there's a set of photos attached to the message; the first few show a desk in a nondescript room, covered in various mechanical things - those who are familiar with incendiary devices and triggers in your world will likely recognize them. The rest?
Those are bombs. A lot of bombs.
The last two are the usual shot of the Rocket member in question, in full Team uniform and shot from about chest-level, keeping his face and other defining features out of the shot. He's not holding anything stolen this time around; rather, it's one of those white cards that he's used to deliver messages before, the words written on it scrawled out in thick, blocky lettering as though someone had gone over the words repeatedly, obscuring any sort of distinctive handwriting for the sake of making it far less identifiable.
LET'S HAVE A WAR.
The final shot is similar to the first; only the card has changed.
OLIVINE CITY.
YOU HAVE THREE DAYS.]
He's been inactive lately, as far as crime goes; that doesn't mean he hasn't been busy.
Today's message comes with a few lines of text and an attachment; the text is definitely deliberate, to say the least.]
What does this world mean to you? Do you think it's something worth protecting, or would you rather sit on the sidelines and watch it burn? This place is more than sunshine and Pokémon battles. If given the choice to make a difference, would you take it?
[As usual, there's a set of photos attached to the message; the first few show a desk in a nondescript room, covered in various mechanical things - those who are familiar with incendiary devices and triggers in your world will likely recognize them. The rest?
Those are bombs. A lot of bombs.
The last two are the usual shot of the Rocket member in question, in full Team uniform and shot from about chest-level, keeping his face and other defining features out of the shot. He's not holding anything stolen this time around; rather, it's one of those white cards that he's used to deliver messages before, the words written on it scrawled out in thick, blocky lettering as though someone had gone over the words repeatedly, obscuring any sort of distinctive handwriting for the sake of making it far less identifiable.
The final shot is similar to the first; only the card has changed.
YOU HAVE THREE DAYS.]
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The soldiers benefit, usually. Certain ones. I always have.
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No one refers to them as Proxy Wars, except for those who know better. The public's left to thinking these wars have meaning, but they don't. Just put in place for profits... Governments, nations... Whoever it is makes a lot of money with these wars.
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Everyone suspects proxy wars; very few know the actual point. And believe me, there is one.
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I'm fully aware of how obnoxious that sentence tends to be, and you have my apologies again.
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And I think we have every right to not have bombs wreaking havoc... But obviously, you're one of those types that dominates the sandbox. Can't have your way, you take your toys back.
And I guess someone having some kind of meaningful conversation counts as 'not having your way'.
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Tell me - do you really want a meaningful conversation yourself? Or are you just trying to get a feel for what I'm like off of the answers I give you? Knowledge of your enemy is a rather powerful weapon indeed, and I'm not going to insult you by simply assuming you don't know that.
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[ Buying time was really what Snake was after, but knowing his enemy wasn't a bad thing either. ]
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Do you plan on trying to stall me for the next three days?
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[ PLAY IT COOL PLAY IT COOL PLAY IT COOL ]
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All right, all right, point taken.
Carry on, then. Ask your questions if you'd like.
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Our country is reasonably young - about four hundred years or so. We've been at war for about that long; a good amount of it toward the beginning was getting ourselves established and all, I suppose. Again, though, there's not much there in general; our primary exports seem to be cattle, coal and war. I hate livestock and I don't like being perpetually dirty, so here I am.
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[ All you've ever known is war, too, Snake. ]
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