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Allison sighed “isn’t that awfully cliché”? “It would be if there were an anime or a light novel” Jessica replied. “Ok, so what you’re saying is that us, the people on this ship, are trying to take on an agency that has enough power to control the world… potentially”? Michelle nodded. Allison continued, “So that is to say that it is more or less ‘us against the world”? Michelle nodded yet again, Allison kept asking questions “Are you fucking retarded?! We can’t fight the world”! David followed with his own answer “Well, we can either figh

After 2 hours passed, and Michelle finally told Allison that she wasn’t flying the ship, Allison stopped sweating bullets and lifted Michelle out of her seat. She quickly put her back down, realizing it was in face Michelle who was flying the ship. Allison could only manage to spit out the question “so, what’s our next move, and what exactly happened back there”? “We gather our allies without getting killed” Michelle calmly stated. “Why is ‘trying not to get killed’ involved in every plan we have? Can’t we have 1 plan where there is no danger of dying”? “Yup, you still

Emilia fixed her posture after landing and looked around, noticing the rest of the team waiting for her. “So, can we go now”? Jessica asked. “I was wondering the same thing. What are we waiting on? Things seem a bit crazy”. Allison. Michelle replied next “simple, dealing with the air lock in one go is just easier. Lets hurry up before they catch up”. “Did you just say air lock?! Are we getting on a submarine or something”?! Allison shouted. “Not a submarine…” Michelle replied as she found a small hole near her foot. “Everyone get in the circle”. After making sur

“Even I can’t blame you for that. Things here are going to go from stupid to insane and it’s gonna happen in a hurry” Aaron commented. Allison glanced at Aaron’s room on the screen. “Is that a whip hanging on your wall”? “Yeah, it is. And before you ask… the answer is almost certainly ‘no’. Mark, can you have Rinoa carefully retrieve that. It’s a bit of a special item”. Mark nodded towards the request and moments later, some strange type of robot was sent to retrieve the item, which it did, including the section of wall the whip was hanging from. It brought it ba

Philip and Francisco ran amidst the chaos and gunfire occurring between random groups on base. The pair ran towards an inconspicuous supply shed. Philip asked questioningly “you think that Dumbass guy can be trusted? I mean, he is affiliated with team Lambda, and is part of the agency’s administration”. Francisco sighed “now’s not the time to get cold feet. Shoulda questioned him before taking up the offer to help 2 months ago. If you’re having second thoughts, back out now, but decide your side quickly, so I’ll know if I should shoot you or not”. “You know, I could kill you too, but a d

David and Jessica looked on as scenes from across the base appeared and disappeared on the monitor, and as various meters showing the progress of unknown tasks filled and vanished, only to be replaced by another. The screen paused, bringing up a dialog box. Rinoa prompted them for action. . Jessica and David stared at the screen which read “initiate co-habitation of confirmed couple: David Henderson & Jessica Long”. Blushing to their ears, the pair shouted in unison “What the hell does this mean”?! Rinoa simply replied “What do you mean ‘space is not abundant’”? asked David. . “You

“…on second thought, this arm is probably not the best idea”. Emilia shrugged, realizing the implications of equipping such a weapon on her right arm. It’s current configuration was nothing less than lethal unless she used the side of the blade to strike, which would only serve to damage the blade. She dropped her backpack, leaving her back vulnerable to attack. “Fuck it”, she said with a sadistic smile. ~ Mark and Aaron sent up an orange flare and left their positions. They each drew their side arms as they headed towards the rest of the team. Sirens went off immediately across the entirety of the arena

“Frank, you know I wouldn’t ask this if I had other options”. I looked at my friend Ray as he nearly pleaded with me. It’s not like I couldn’t, more like I just didn’t want to. I continued to listen as Ray tried to persuade me. “You were one of the best. We could really use you right now. It’s a tough fight out there. Morale is low and numbers are starting to wear thin”. I finally decided to reply. “How are numbers wearing thin. Most of them have instant escapes, fight as teams, or do things from so far away that by the time they would even be noticed, its all over”. “

The squad game finals: The squad game finals is a cumulative event hosted by the Butterscotch agency. It brings an end to the squad games in a grand fashion by making use of at least two different fields of competition in a single mission. For purposes of competition, feedback, and occasionally weeding out the “less desirable” agents, the competition is held and televised across the base. It is the object of much betting, speculation, partying, and fights, which should come as no surprise due to the relatively competitive nature of the teams involved each year. This year sees more fights and animosity between teams, as well as

Jessica watched the events unfold with a smile as she sat beside David. She was interrupted as David woke up from a several hour nap. “What’d I miss”? He questioned. “Well, surprisingly, we’re actually doing very well. We have half of the remaining participants, and haven’t actually lost a single member”. David’s eyes widened as the news woke him up. “You’re shitting me”! “I can’t say I’d have nothing to gain from joking about it, since that reaction was priceless, but I’m really not kidding”. “Ok then. So, did they tell you when I can g