NOTE: Don't bother reading the first two posts, basically Chad, John, and Zag owe me a favor because they fucked up big and I tell them what the favor is. Also, Dark Keenspotter is here...
/Tech#01054 escorts John through the mech facility and through some double doors
*After about two minutes on walking down seemingly endless halls they reach another set of double doors*
*These doors are made from a high quality ebony*
*They both walk through in to a large room with an incredibly large table, at one end is three men, all chatting queitly, about what John cannot here*
Man#1: Please sit down.
/Tech#01054 forces John in to the chair at the far end from the three men
*The only reason that John can here the man is that at every chair is a set of speakers*
*Two men walk up and put their hands on the edge of John's chair*
Man#1: Do make yourself at home. After all you already are in our debt... emencely according to the most recent papers. Would you like something to eat. The food will be free.
John: No...
Man#1: Your loss. Now I understand you destroyed a LOT of property that belongs rightfully to the TSC Corp after we planned to cater free to you and your friends.
John: It wa-
Man#1: SILENCE! You owe TSC Corp over five hundred million dollars. You are in our FUCKING pocket. If I want any lip I'll unzip my fly!
Man#1: Now, we will discuss this further when your friends get here. Until then, I want you to think about what you've done.
*The lights dim*
*There is now only one light on, this light is over John*
Man#1: Well, it would seem that one of your friends is already here.
*A light appears in the center of the table and a cage raises from the table with Spike in it, Spike now has a collar*
John: How did y-
Man#1: We have our ways. Now I suggest against moving to close to the cat. TSC is a nice man, I however am not. The cat has been rigged with high explosives and sedated. Get too close... BOOM!
*John jumps*
Man#1: AH HA HA HA!!!! You're so pathetic. Now, we will hold the cat until we get our money. Until then he will be kept sedated and in our basement, naturally with the collar on. I fucking hate heroics.
*The cage slowly lowers out of sight*
Man#1: Now, when your friends get here you can tell them whatever, but if we don't get our money the cat is merely the first to die.
Man#1: Now tell your friends to hurry up before I personally have them rifted in. And lets just say that when I rift people, they don't come out looking the way they did when they went in...
Don't fuck with him,
The Sinister Chris
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