Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 26, 2019 1:41:16 GMT
Post Starpower…..
2600 and 7800 are standing at attention outside of the MCC which is located somewhere in in the US. The current location is a highly regarded secret and disclosing such information would result in certain death, or punishable up to 25 years in a underground, unspoken hard labor camp where you forge nuts and bolts by hand under a “Made in China” label.
2600 and 7800 have been stripped away of their battle suits and are standing in the buff and where ever they are, it is unseasonably cold. Shrinkage is a issue. Flashback 2, is not in the buff, but she is on all fours and her arms are shaking as she appears to be supporting something on her back.
That something is Tempest.
Some of you might remember Tempest as being rumored from past Team ATARI adventures. It has been long rumored on the dark web and oddly, on Reddit that Tempest would be joining Team ATARI as they inch closer to the Energon Device. Today, is almost that day.
Tempest is sitting on Flashback 2 back, using her as a chair. She is bundled up in cold weather gear from head to toe because wherever they are, it is damn cold. 2600 starts to shake from the cold while Tempest is polishing her nails. With her legs crossed, thus putting all of her weight on Flashback 2 and her long red locks flowing out of her hood on her jacket and down her shoulders, she is filing away on her nails when her phones starts to buzz. She looks up both 2600 and 7800 with a “really?” look on her face.
Tempest sighs and places her nail file on FLashback 2’s back. She digs in her pocket and pulls out her flip phone, a burner no doubt.
“Yes?” She says a little snotty. She listens to who ever on the other end of the line, Most likely Ted or Nolan. After a minute she rolls her eyes. “Fine. Bye.” She says with a touch of bitchiness in her voice. She snaps the phone closed and places that back in her coat pocket and looks up at 2600 and 7800.
“Last minute stay of execution boys.” She says and then pauses, her eyes glance down for a second. “Or should I say girls?” She says with a touch of fuck you in her voice. “Either way, you two have a new mission. Best get dressed and get going. 7800. You’re driving.”
“Dilly dilly.” 7800 says as Tempest picks up her nail file. She shoots him a glare and raises her one eye brow.
“Go ahead sunshine and say that again.” she warns 7800. 7800 puts his head down and hurries inside in the MCC. 2600 looks at Flashback 2 and at Tempest, who of course catches this.
“I don’t think so loverboy. Your little love glove is staying put.” She says being frank about it. “This mission is too important and all distractions are being removed. Best pray that I don’t replace your real doll.”
2600 lowers his head. He nods, says nothing and follows 7800 into the MCC.
Flashback 2 starts to cry. Her arms are burning and she is struggling to hold Tempest. Tempest tosses her nail file in the snow and smacks Flashback on the backside, hard causes Flashback 2 to yelp before standing up, taking a handful of Flashback 2’s hair and yanking her up to her knees, cranking her head backwards and forcing her to look her in the eye.
“Listen here Missy! The only fucking reason why I am here is because of you! You! Who couldn’t keep your legs closed! You single handedly made the last mission end is a complete and utter cluster fuck! We need that piece of the Energon Device and thanks to you! It feel into the hands of the Yamauchi! Now a bunch of Crow rejects are running around with what should be ours! Back at the Dig Dug, there is a whole platoon of hard working women and men who were let down by your vagina. Did you really think it would be a great idea to get a little something right before he went into battle? And trust me babe! I’ve seen 2600 naked, a little is all you got!”
“I’m sorry!” Flashback 2 pleads with Tempest. She has broken down in tears.
“Bitch! Now ain’t time for tears! Until further notice…” Tempest says before yanking on Flashback 2’s hair and forcing her to stand. “You’re my pet.”
Tempest pulls a big thick collar out of her pocket and places it around Flashback 2’s neck and padlocks it on. As the MCC starts up and pulls away, with 7800 behind the wheel, 2600, most likely still naked, is looking out the window at the love of his life as Tempest then clips a chain to the collar and starts to lead her away like she is a dog. Before the MCC disappears in the night, Flashback 2 looks over her shoulder wondering if she’ll ever see 2600 again…..
Today.
Back in nice warm, sunny Southern California where LA is getting all geared up for the Super Bowl and 7800 is no exception, hanging a Rams banner in the background of where ever they are.
“Dilly dilly dilly dilly.” 7800 says as he looks like he is ready for a fight. 2600 stands next to him, his hands cusps behind his back and is looking down at the ground.
“Dilly dilly!” 7800 says and backhands 2600 across the chest and points at the camera.
2600 slowly raises his head. “Yes 7800. I would say that is a fair assessment.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Perhaps we did take our Yamauchi enemies for granted. Perhaps, we thought we had the Battle of Starpower in the bag. Perhaps we, counted our chickens before they were hatched.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Yes. Perhaps we were distracted. While you securred a piece of the Energon Devise, perhaps some of us, were busy. Yes I will give you that. BUt the fact remains that we still have one piece and we had an opportunity to capture another piece of the Energon Device that would give us a foot up on ridding the world of the Yamauchi once and for all.”
“Dilly.”
"Our focus wasn’t where it should have been and we did let several people down, people who believe in us, who worked tirelessly to put us in a position to gain another piece of world peace. But that was the last battle. Those distraction have been removed. We have dedicated the last couple of weeks to become laser focused on one thing and one thing only.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
2600 nods. “There you have it. I couldn’t have said it any better myself. If god himself came to me and told me what to do and what to say, it still would have been said any better then what 7800 just said.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Even though the Yamauchi have started to dabble in the dark arts.”
“Dilly dilly”
“You can call it cosplaying all you want 7800, it doesn’t change a thing that we have trained for this our whole lives! The second that this man next to me came out of the womb, he has prepared himself for this! He was born ready! A natural! There is no stopping Team ATARI from accomplishing our mission! Our objective! To end the Yamauchi! All of the smoke and mirrors in the world will not derail us! Not this time!”
“Dilly dilly dilly!”
“We are here for one thing and one thing and unfortunately for you, Dark. You have what we have come for. This will be a bloody battle. Lives will be lost. Friendships will be tested and when the smoke settles, the only team who will raise their hands in victory, is the only team that matters in the world. The OG’s of the CW, the keepers of Republic. We will claim what is rightfully ours! We will claim victory in this war. This battle is ours!”
“Dilly dilly dilly.”
2600 slaps 7800 in the chest.
“Preach 7800!”
“Dilly dilly dilly!” 7800 says before putting his hands together and giving his knuckles a good cracking.
“Dilly dilly!”
“Throw the best you got at us Dark Yamauchi. Conjure up all of the demons you can muster. Fire up that cauldron and sprinkle some voodoo magic in it. It won’t matter. It won’t help you. It’s not even going to slow us down. Team ATARI, we will leave our mark on the CW. We will snuff out all that threaten what we hold near and dear to our hearts.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Hmmm. Well said 7800. We can’t wait for the battle cries and the fists to start flying. Team ATARI.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
“Yup. Loud and proud.”
2600 and 7800 fist bump each other.
Fade out.
2600 and 7800 are standing at attention outside of the MCC which is located somewhere in in the US. The current location is a highly regarded secret and disclosing such information would result in certain death, or punishable up to 25 years in a underground, unspoken hard labor camp where you forge nuts and bolts by hand under a “Made in China” label.
2600 and 7800 have been stripped away of their battle suits and are standing in the buff and where ever they are, it is unseasonably cold. Shrinkage is a issue. Flashback 2, is not in the buff, but she is on all fours and her arms are shaking as she appears to be supporting something on her back.
That something is Tempest.
Some of you might remember Tempest as being rumored from past Team ATARI adventures. It has been long rumored on the dark web and oddly, on Reddit that Tempest would be joining Team ATARI as they inch closer to the Energon Device. Today, is almost that day.
Tempest is sitting on Flashback 2 back, using her as a chair. She is bundled up in cold weather gear from head to toe because wherever they are, it is damn cold. 2600 starts to shake from the cold while Tempest is polishing her nails. With her legs crossed, thus putting all of her weight on Flashback 2 and her long red locks flowing out of her hood on her jacket and down her shoulders, she is filing away on her nails when her phones starts to buzz. She looks up both 2600 and 7800 with a “really?” look on her face.
Tempest sighs and places her nail file on FLashback 2’s back. She digs in her pocket and pulls out her flip phone, a burner no doubt.
“Yes?” She says a little snotty. She listens to who ever on the other end of the line, Most likely Ted or Nolan. After a minute she rolls her eyes. “Fine. Bye.” She says with a touch of bitchiness in her voice. She snaps the phone closed and places that back in her coat pocket and looks up at 2600 and 7800.
“Last minute stay of execution boys.” She says and then pauses, her eyes glance down for a second. “Or should I say girls?” She says with a touch of fuck you in her voice. “Either way, you two have a new mission. Best get dressed and get going. 7800. You’re driving.”
“Dilly dilly.” 7800 says as Tempest picks up her nail file. She shoots him a glare and raises her one eye brow.
“Go ahead sunshine and say that again.” she warns 7800. 7800 puts his head down and hurries inside in the MCC. 2600 looks at Flashback 2 and at Tempest, who of course catches this.
“I don’t think so loverboy. Your little love glove is staying put.” She says being frank about it. “This mission is too important and all distractions are being removed. Best pray that I don’t replace your real doll.”
2600 lowers his head. He nods, says nothing and follows 7800 into the MCC.
Flashback 2 starts to cry. Her arms are burning and she is struggling to hold Tempest. Tempest tosses her nail file in the snow and smacks Flashback on the backside, hard causes Flashback 2 to yelp before standing up, taking a handful of Flashback 2’s hair and yanking her up to her knees, cranking her head backwards and forcing her to look her in the eye.
“Listen here Missy! The only fucking reason why I am here is because of you! You! Who couldn’t keep your legs closed! You single handedly made the last mission end is a complete and utter cluster fuck! We need that piece of the Energon Device and thanks to you! It feel into the hands of the Yamauchi! Now a bunch of Crow rejects are running around with what should be ours! Back at the Dig Dug, there is a whole platoon of hard working women and men who were let down by your vagina. Did you really think it would be a great idea to get a little something right before he went into battle? And trust me babe! I’ve seen 2600 naked, a little is all you got!”
“I’m sorry!” Flashback 2 pleads with Tempest. She has broken down in tears.
“Bitch! Now ain’t time for tears! Until further notice…” Tempest says before yanking on Flashback 2’s hair and forcing her to stand. “You’re my pet.”
Tempest pulls a big thick collar out of her pocket and places it around Flashback 2’s neck and padlocks it on. As the MCC starts up and pulls away, with 7800 behind the wheel, 2600, most likely still naked, is looking out the window at the love of his life as Tempest then clips a chain to the collar and starts to lead her away like she is a dog. Before the MCC disappears in the night, Flashback 2 looks over her shoulder wondering if she’ll ever see 2600 again…..
Today.
Back in nice warm, sunny Southern California where LA is getting all geared up for the Super Bowl and 7800 is no exception, hanging a Rams banner in the background of where ever they are.
“Dilly dilly dilly dilly.” 7800 says as he looks like he is ready for a fight. 2600 stands next to him, his hands cusps behind his back and is looking down at the ground.
“Dilly dilly!” 7800 says and backhands 2600 across the chest and points at the camera.
2600 slowly raises his head. “Yes 7800. I would say that is a fair assessment.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Perhaps we did take our Yamauchi enemies for granted. Perhaps, we thought we had the Battle of Starpower in the bag. Perhaps we, counted our chickens before they were hatched.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Yes. Perhaps we were distracted. While you securred a piece of the Energon Devise, perhaps some of us, were busy. Yes I will give you that. BUt the fact remains that we still have one piece and we had an opportunity to capture another piece of the Energon Device that would give us a foot up on ridding the world of the Yamauchi once and for all.”
“Dilly.”
"Our focus wasn’t where it should have been and we did let several people down, people who believe in us, who worked tirelessly to put us in a position to gain another piece of world peace. But that was the last battle. Those distraction have been removed. We have dedicated the last couple of weeks to become laser focused on one thing and one thing only.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
2600 nods. “There you have it. I couldn’t have said it any better myself. If god himself came to me and told me what to do and what to say, it still would have been said any better then what 7800 just said.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Even though the Yamauchi have started to dabble in the dark arts.”
“Dilly dilly”
“You can call it cosplaying all you want 7800, it doesn’t change a thing that we have trained for this our whole lives! The second that this man next to me came out of the womb, he has prepared himself for this! He was born ready! A natural! There is no stopping Team ATARI from accomplishing our mission! Our objective! To end the Yamauchi! All of the smoke and mirrors in the world will not derail us! Not this time!”
“Dilly dilly dilly!”
“We are here for one thing and one thing and unfortunately for you, Dark. You have what we have come for. This will be a bloody battle. Lives will be lost. Friendships will be tested and when the smoke settles, the only team who will raise their hands in victory, is the only team that matters in the world. The OG’s of the CW, the keepers of Republic. We will claim what is rightfully ours! We will claim victory in this war. This battle is ours!”
“Dilly dilly dilly.”
2600 slaps 7800 in the chest.
“Preach 7800!”
“Dilly dilly dilly!” 7800 says before putting his hands together and giving his knuckles a good cracking.
“Dilly dilly!”
“Throw the best you got at us Dark Yamauchi. Conjure up all of the demons you can muster. Fire up that cauldron and sprinkle some voodoo magic in it. It won’t matter. It won’t help you. It’s not even going to slow us down. Team ATARI, we will leave our mark on the CW. We will snuff out all that threaten what we hold near and dear to our hearts.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Hmmm. Well said 7800. We can’t wait for the battle cries and the fists to start flying. Team ATARI.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
“Yup. Loud and proud.”
2600 and 7800 fist bump each other.
Fade out.