Post by Steve Sinclair on Aug 4, 2018 13:59:17 GMT
“Gentlemen.”
The scene fades in with Nolan entering the conference room with a folder in his hand. Jack and Ted are seated in their normal positions at the table, across from one another as close to Nolan’s chair as they can while JT is seating halfway down the table in his white lab coat eating pistachios. He’s leaving a small pile of shells on the table which is driving Jack and Ted insane. The fighter jet wing that now makes up the table in the room used to be one the best fighters the US Government ever built and now this douche is leaving crumbs on it….
“We have been monitoring Babsy very closely. Every resource we have that has been made available to us is working on this case. I don’t have to remind you what it would mean to capture and take Yamauchi out of business. Babs is the focus of our mission. But…” Nolan says as he tosses the file folder on the table for Jack and Ted to look it. In the folder is pictures and a brief bio of the Fempire.
“A new threat has surfaced, and this doesn’t leave this room, I say threat, but it’s more of a annoyance. There forefore both Dabney and Bushnell…”
Jack scoffs and mutters “Fucking Dabney…”
“Have sent the guys their next mission. As we speak, they are getting ready to engage the enemy, the frenemy that is the Fempire. This should be a quick strike, in and out and from what we have gathered from intel, that is exactly how this Fempire likes to operate. In and out undetected, and without a trace of them even being there.”
“Nothing our boys can’t handle.” JT adds while munching on his pistachios.
“No it’s not. This should be a easy mission for them. The Fempire’s track record is not a very good one. They tend to take the high road more often than not. They are the poster boys for, Lots of talk and nothing else.” In all seriousness, we’ll be lucky if they even show up at the starting gate. In any result, The Tempest will be on stand by none the least if things get out of hand.”
Jack and Ted look up at Nolan and nod. JT smiles.
“Very well then. If anything shakes out about Babsy, I’ll let you know.”
The trusty IBM 1403 comes to life and starts to spit out the message on the two tone green bar paper. After a couple of seconds. 2600 tears off the message. He reads it and hands it to 7800, who then reads it and then slides the paper in the Fellowes PS-79CI shredder.
2600 looks at 7800
7800 looks at 2600
FLashback 2 crosses her arms and looks at both of her boys.
They all nod to one another.
“Very well then. Let’s do this.” 2600 says.
“Dilly dilly!” 7800 adds.
“Let’s show them bitches who’s division this.” Flashback 2 adds.
With the Hollywood sign in the background in all of it’s glory, 2600 and 7800 stand with their arms crossed and what you would guess would be stern looks under their masks.
2600 “7800, remind me who won our last match, you know, the match no one said we could win, a match in which we face so called pure evil. When we faced this team so dark, so scary that everyone in the CWD was shaking in their boots. Who beat them? Who gave them a swift kick in the behind and told them to sit down and shut up and don’t move unless we said so? Just who was that super awesome team?”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “Oh, did you hear that everyone? Say it again 7800.”
7800 “Dilly…….dilly.”
2600 “Yeah that’s who. The OG of the tag division. The only true team in all of the CWD. The only team to have signed up for the Night of Turmoil where we, seeing that we’re the only true tag team in all of CWD, will capture the Energon Devise and, because we’re also awesome. Save the world, bring about world peace and end Yamauchi once and for all.”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 nods in agreement.
2600 “Yup!”
7800 “Dilly dilly dilly dilly dilly, dilly dilly dilly, dilly. Dilly? Dilly dilly.”
2600 “Preech on 7800!”
7800 “Dilly dilly dilly.”
2600 “I couldn’t have said it better myself! You see, The Powers That Be gave us the next battle off. They told us, since we did such a outstanding job on our last mission, how we own the battle of the boulevard like a boss, that we earned us some down time. But you know something, when you’re apart of Team ATARI, there are no day offs! There is no missing the next battle. There is never taking it easy and forgetting why we are here, and that is to beat the tar out of Yamauchi, take the Energon Devise and securing this great nation’s security and ending the problems of the world. Until we do just that….”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “Yeah! There is no time off. But our mission this week brings us to, who some say on social media, have decided to crown them the greatest thing since sliced bread.”
7800 “Dilly dilly dilly dilly.”
2600 “Correct. Those mindless trolls on social media would be wrong. They would be misinformed. They also have misremembered that Team ATARI is single handedly building the CRD in the CWD from the ground up. We just don’t own the CRD.”
7800 “DILLY! Dilly dilly!”
2600 “We are the CRD and this….this….female empire team, if you can even call them a team. Who’s all hype, all talk in 160 characters or less. Well, come at the battle of the immortals. We will expose this weak empire to be about as stable as marshmallow fluff. If this battle was taking place in a third world country, they would be outdated by a thousand years. This empire, has about as much filling as a pop tart and their stale like day old bread. Point is, when you have to go up against the best of the best, the OG’s, the highest ranked team in the CWD. You’re going to come up short.”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “You’re going to draw the short end of the stick.”
7800 “Dilly Dilly.”
2600 “You’ll be as useful as a cell phone that can’t find a signal.”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “You’ll wish you had just one more quarter for the video game at the arcade. The time has ran out on this Fempire. There is no more lives left. No more points to score, you won’t even been seen in the top ten highest scores screen. But do you know what you will see at the very top of that list?”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “That’s right. Team ATARI! The one and only, best thing in tag team wrestling since…..”
2600 and 7800 cross their arms.
2600 “Sliced bread.”
Fade out.
The scene fades in with Nolan entering the conference room with a folder in his hand. Jack and Ted are seated in their normal positions at the table, across from one another as close to Nolan’s chair as they can while JT is seating halfway down the table in his white lab coat eating pistachios. He’s leaving a small pile of shells on the table which is driving Jack and Ted insane. The fighter jet wing that now makes up the table in the room used to be one the best fighters the US Government ever built and now this douche is leaving crumbs on it….
“We have been monitoring Babsy very closely. Every resource we have that has been made available to us is working on this case. I don’t have to remind you what it would mean to capture and take Yamauchi out of business. Babs is the focus of our mission. But…” Nolan says as he tosses the file folder on the table for Jack and Ted to look it. In the folder is pictures and a brief bio of the Fempire.
“A new threat has surfaced, and this doesn’t leave this room, I say threat, but it’s more of a annoyance. There forefore both Dabney and Bushnell…”
Jack scoffs and mutters “Fucking Dabney…”
“Have sent the guys their next mission. As we speak, they are getting ready to engage the enemy, the frenemy that is the Fempire. This should be a quick strike, in and out and from what we have gathered from intel, that is exactly how this Fempire likes to operate. In and out undetected, and without a trace of them even being there.”
“Nothing our boys can’t handle.” JT adds while munching on his pistachios.
“No it’s not. This should be a easy mission for them. The Fempire’s track record is not a very good one. They tend to take the high road more often than not. They are the poster boys for, Lots of talk and nothing else.” In all seriousness, we’ll be lucky if they even show up at the starting gate. In any result, The Tempest will be on stand by none the least if things get out of hand.”
Jack and Ted look up at Nolan and nod. JT smiles.
“Very well then. If anything shakes out about Babsy, I’ll let you know.”
The trusty IBM 1403 comes to life and starts to spit out the message on the two tone green bar paper. After a couple of seconds. 2600 tears off the message. He reads it and hands it to 7800, who then reads it and then slides the paper in the Fellowes PS-79CI shredder.
2600 looks at 7800
7800 looks at 2600
FLashback 2 crosses her arms and looks at both of her boys.
They all nod to one another.
“Very well then. Let’s do this.” 2600 says.
“Dilly dilly!” 7800 adds.
“Let’s show them bitches who’s division this.” Flashback 2 adds.
With the Hollywood sign in the background in all of it’s glory, 2600 and 7800 stand with their arms crossed and what you would guess would be stern looks under their masks.
2600 “7800, remind me who won our last match, you know, the match no one said we could win, a match in which we face so called pure evil. When we faced this team so dark, so scary that everyone in the CWD was shaking in their boots. Who beat them? Who gave them a swift kick in the behind and told them to sit down and shut up and don’t move unless we said so? Just who was that super awesome team?”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “Oh, did you hear that everyone? Say it again 7800.”
7800 “Dilly…….dilly.”
2600 “Yeah that’s who. The OG of the tag division. The only true team in all of the CWD. The only team to have signed up for the Night of Turmoil where we, seeing that we’re the only true tag team in all of CWD, will capture the Energon Devise and, because we’re also awesome. Save the world, bring about world peace and end Yamauchi once and for all.”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 nods in agreement.
2600 “Yup!”
7800 “Dilly dilly dilly dilly dilly, dilly dilly dilly, dilly. Dilly? Dilly dilly.”
2600 “Preech on 7800!”
7800 “Dilly dilly dilly.”
2600 “I couldn’t have said it better myself! You see, The Powers That Be gave us the next battle off. They told us, since we did such a outstanding job on our last mission, how we own the battle of the boulevard like a boss, that we earned us some down time. But you know something, when you’re apart of Team ATARI, there are no day offs! There is no missing the next battle. There is never taking it easy and forgetting why we are here, and that is to beat the tar out of Yamauchi, take the Energon Devise and securing this great nation’s security and ending the problems of the world. Until we do just that….”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “Yeah! There is no time off. But our mission this week brings us to, who some say on social media, have decided to crown them the greatest thing since sliced bread.”
7800 “Dilly dilly dilly dilly.”
2600 “Correct. Those mindless trolls on social media would be wrong. They would be misinformed. They also have misremembered that Team ATARI is single handedly building the CRD in the CWD from the ground up. We just don’t own the CRD.”
7800 “DILLY! Dilly dilly!”
2600 “We are the CRD and this….this….female empire team, if you can even call them a team. Who’s all hype, all talk in 160 characters or less. Well, come at the battle of the immortals. We will expose this weak empire to be about as stable as marshmallow fluff. If this battle was taking place in a third world country, they would be outdated by a thousand years. This empire, has about as much filling as a pop tart and their stale like day old bread. Point is, when you have to go up against the best of the best, the OG’s, the highest ranked team in the CWD. You’re going to come up short.”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “You’re going to draw the short end of the stick.”
7800 “Dilly Dilly.”
2600 “You’ll be as useful as a cell phone that can’t find a signal.”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “You’ll wish you had just one more quarter for the video game at the arcade. The time has ran out on this Fempire. There is no more lives left. No more points to score, you won’t even been seen in the top ten highest scores screen. But do you know what you will see at the very top of that list?”
7800 “Dilly dilly.”
2600 “That’s right. Team ATARI! The one and only, best thing in tag team wrestling since…..”
2600 and 7800 cross their arms.
2600 “Sliced bread.”
Fade out.