Post by Steve Sinclair on May 2, 2019 0:39:25 GMT
Inside a lab somewhere in the Dig Dug where two highly trained technicians wearing white lab coats, splatter shields and gloves, each one standing on one side of a table in a locked room. Nolan, Ted and Jack are standing on the other side of a glass window watching the tests that the two technicians are performing to the newly won Energon Devices that 2600 and 7800 capture Monday night. The two belts lay on the metal table in all of the glory as the two technicians have a hand held wand instrument that is connected by a series of cables to a monitor on a cart over the title belts. The cart is showing several thing son the screen, all of which looks foreign to us, and under the monitor on a lower shelf is a printer that is constantly printing something much like a EKG would look like. They each get a hit as the monitor fills up with all sorts of code. Each technician double checks the area they got a hit from again and they look at each other. In agreement with one another, they look towards the window and nod.
Nolan, standing very stoic, nods and the two technicians carefully set their the wands down and shut their machines down. They then reach under the table and pull out a air power cutting wheel.
“Gentlemen. We have them. Section 4 and Section 5.” Nolan says as the two technicians begin cutting into the title belts.
“Holy mother Mary!” Ted says.
“I never thought this day would come.” Jack adds as they watch in amazement.
“Me either. It will take them a couple of hours to extract the Dilithium crystals, but they are ours. In the meantime. You need to contact the team and inform them that their next mission is back in California. We have highly classified intell that Section 2 and Section 3 are back on the table. Inform the team that they did a good job and we are grateful for everything they have done. Willey Mackey is very pleased, but this war is far from over. Yamauchi Toku is their new targets.”
“Yes sir.” Ted says.
The scene fades with sparking flying as the extraction begins…..
A whiteboard fills the screen and written on the whiteboard is Section 1 through Section 20. Section 1 already has a line drawn through it.
“7800! My good fellow! Would you do the honor or marking off section 4.”
As the camera pulls back, it reveals 2600 and 7800 standing in front of the whiteboard. 7800 picks up a marker and pulls off the cap. He then holds the marker up to his nose. Off camera Flashback 2 is heard laughing.
“7800! How many times do I have to tell you, they are not for sniffing!”
“Dilly dilly…”
“Yes, I know they smell like cotton candy, but you can’t….oh look, you have a mark on your nose now.”
7800 shrugs. “Dilly dilly!”
“Yes yes! Please, cross off section 4.”
7800 then draws a line through section 4 then hands the marker to 2600, who, draws a line through section 5. 2600 picks up the cap and caps the marker and sets it the marker down.
“Look at that! They said we couldn’t do it. They said we were wasting everyone’s time. They told us that the Yamauchi couldn’t be stopped.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Yes, who is having the last laugh now?”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Nope, not those Yamauchi scumbags! The scum of the earth who got their rear ends kicked in, who got their smug smiles ripped off their faces. They dare put their hands on Team ATARI and they learned a lesson the other night 7800.”
“Fitte fitte.”
“Yes….whoa! Wait? What? Fitte fitte? I haven’t heard you use that language in like 5 years now.”
7800 crosses his arms and looks like he has been disrespected.
“Saca’ saca’!”
“Okay! Calm down! No need to get mouthy about it! Geez, take a chill pill.”
“Fitte fitte.”
2600 pretends he just didn’t hear 7800 call him that.
“What my partner said, spoken in his great great great great great great grandmother’s cousin ancient tongue is, when you put your hands on Team ATARI, not only will you get the horns, but we’ll take the Energon Device as well! Those two Yamauchi scumbags, who shall remain nameless as they are dead to us, learned the hard way that there is no defeating Team ATARI. A lesson that this Yamauchi Toku will learn as well at the battle of Fame, operation, bitch slap some fools.”
“Saca’ Saca’”
“Clearly 7800, these two Yamauchi lovers have not been paying attention. Clearly, these two Yamauchi rejects have lulled themselves into a false sense of security during our absences, and they are about to get a rude awakening that is going to kiss them upside their heads as my foot makes contact with their empty skulls.”
“Fitte fitte!”
“That too! You know 7800, for two pair of chumps who claim they are so great at double combat warfare, they surely aren’t all that great when it comes to single hand to hand combat.”
“Fitte fitte.” 7800 says and then slowly shakes his head.
“We already knew that each and every single Yamauchi is a master of the, cover your ears Flashback 2, five knuckle shuffle. But when it comes to skilled combat, they always fall short and Team ATARI, why there is no comparing to us. We’re not two blowhards wasting our times getting lung cancer and damaging our livers. No, we’re on a mission, we have a higher calling and we are just too damn busy saving the planet from you Yamauchi scumbags to get hung on this, what was it they said?”
“Saca’ saca’?”
“Developmental?”
7800 holds his hands out as he shrugs.
“More like a highly secretive mission you will never understand as it is so over your head you’ll never be able to see it till it’s too late, a mission that will hit you like a load of bricks, which, what do you know! Come the 5th of May, that is exactly what is going to happen to you out on the battlefield! Our first two encounters, might have gone your way.”
“Saca’ saca’.”
“Clearly, fluke victories, but there is one thing you two scumbags failed to do. And that was kill us on the battlefield. We know it wasn’t because you weren’t trying, because you were, you were giving it your all. You were just incapable of it.”
“Fitte fitte.”
“Talk all the smack you wish Yamauchi Toku. Talk it up fun boys. In the end, it will not matter for we are coming for those Energon Devices. They have what we want and we always get what we want. It is why we are here. Our goals in life. To find each and every single Energon Device and stop you Yamauchi from destroying this planet. You will fall apart at the seams and end up much like how you were before you joined the Yamauchi army. Complete failures at life. A nobody that no one knew or cared about. Your own mother doesn’t even care that much for you, I mean, after all is nothing but a Yamauchi birthing pod.”
“Fitte fitte.”
“True that. Can’t get any lower than that.”
“Fitte fitte.”
2600 crosses his arms and nods.
“Well said 7800. The Yamauchi Toku are deaf blind and dumb. But soon, they will be awoken to the fact that when it comes to double combat warfare, no one stacks up to Team ATARI. We have no equals. You are in our cross hairs and it’s only a matter of time before we take you two Yamauchi Scumbags out.”
7800 crosses his arms like 2600.
“7800. Hit these fools one more time. For good old time sake.”
“Dilly dilly!”
“Amen to that!”
Fade out.
Nolan, standing very stoic, nods and the two technicians carefully set their the wands down and shut their machines down. They then reach under the table and pull out a air power cutting wheel.
“Gentlemen. We have them. Section 4 and Section 5.” Nolan says as the two technicians begin cutting into the title belts.
“Holy mother Mary!” Ted says.
“I never thought this day would come.” Jack adds as they watch in amazement.
“Me either. It will take them a couple of hours to extract the Dilithium crystals, but they are ours. In the meantime. You need to contact the team and inform them that their next mission is back in California. We have highly classified intell that Section 2 and Section 3 are back on the table. Inform the team that they did a good job and we are grateful for everything they have done. Willey Mackey is very pleased, but this war is far from over. Yamauchi Toku is their new targets.”
“Yes sir.” Ted says.
The scene fades with sparking flying as the extraction begins…..
A whiteboard fills the screen and written on the whiteboard is Section 1 through Section 20. Section 1 already has a line drawn through it.
“7800! My good fellow! Would you do the honor or marking off section 4.”
As the camera pulls back, it reveals 2600 and 7800 standing in front of the whiteboard. 7800 picks up a marker and pulls off the cap. He then holds the marker up to his nose. Off camera Flashback 2 is heard laughing.
“7800! How many times do I have to tell you, they are not for sniffing!”
“Dilly dilly…”
“Yes, I know they smell like cotton candy, but you can’t….oh look, you have a mark on your nose now.”
7800 shrugs. “Dilly dilly!”
“Yes yes! Please, cross off section 4.”
7800 then draws a line through section 4 then hands the marker to 2600, who, draws a line through section 5. 2600 picks up the cap and caps the marker and sets it the marker down.
“Look at that! They said we couldn’t do it. They said we were wasting everyone’s time. They told us that the Yamauchi couldn’t be stopped.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Yes, who is having the last laugh now?”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Nope, not those Yamauchi scumbags! The scum of the earth who got their rear ends kicked in, who got their smug smiles ripped off their faces. They dare put their hands on Team ATARI and they learned a lesson the other night 7800.”
“Fitte fitte.”
“Yes….whoa! Wait? What? Fitte fitte? I haven’t heard you use that language in like 5 years now.”
7800 crosses his arms and looks like he has been disrespected.
“Saca’ saca’!”
“Okay! Calm down! No need to get mouthy about it! Geez, take a chill pill.”
“Fitte fitte.”
2600 pretends he just didn’t hear 7800 call him that.
“What my partner said, spoken in his great great great great great great grandmother’s cousin ancient tongue is, when you put your hands on Team ATARI, not only will you get the horns, but we’ll take the Energon Device as well! Those two Yamauchi scumbags, who shall remain nameless as they are dead to us, learned the hard way that there is no defeating Team ATARI. A lesson that this Yamauchi Toku will learn as well at the battle of Fame, operation, bitch slap some fools.”
“Saca’ Saca’”
“Clearly 7800, these two Yamauchi lovers have not been paying attention. Clearly, these two Yamauchi rejects have lulled themselves into a false sense of security during our absences, and they are about to get a rude awakening that is going to kiss them upside their heads as my foot makes contact with their empty skulls.”
“Fitte fitte!”
“That too! You know 7800, for two pair of chumps who claim they are so great at double combat warfare, they surely aren’t all that great when it comes to single hand to hand combat.”
“Fitte fitte.” 7800 says and then slowly shakes his head.
“We already knew that each and every single Yamauchi is a master of the, cover your ears Flashback 2, five knuckle shuffle. But when it comes to skilled combat, they always fall short and Team ATARI, why there is no comparing to us. We’re not two blowhards wasting our times getting lung cancer and damaging our livers. No, we’re on a mission, we have a higher calling and we are just too damn busy saving the planet from you Yamauchi scumbags to get hung on this, what was it they said?”
“Saca’ saca’?”
“Developmental?”
7800 holds his hands out as he shrugs.
“More like a highly secretive mission you will never understand as it is so over your head you’ll never be able to see it till it’s too late, a mission that will hit you like a load of bricks, which, what do you know! Come the 5th of May, that is exactly what is going to happen to you out on the battlefield! Our first two encounters, might have gone your way.”
“Saca’ saca’.”
“Clearly, fluke victories, but there is one thing you two scumbags failed to do. And that was kill us on the battlefield. We know it wasn’t because you weren’t trying, because you were, you were giving it your all. You were just incapable of it.”
“Fitte fitte.”
“Talk all the smack you wish Yamauchi Toku. Talk it up fun boys. In the end, it will not matter for we are coming for those Energon Devices. They have what we want and we always get what we want. It is why we are here. Our goals in life. To find each and every single Energon Device and stop you Yamauchi from destroying this planet. You will fall apart at the seams and end up much like how you were before you joined the Yamauchi army. Complete failures at life. A nobody that no one knew or cared about. Your own mother doesn’t even care that much for you, I mean, after all is nothing but a Yamauchi birthing pod.”
“Fitte fitte.”
“True that. Can’t get any lower than that.”
“Fitte fitte.”
2600 crosses his arms and nods.
“Well said 7800. The Yamauchi Toku are deaf blind and dumb. But soon, they will be awoken to the fact that when it comes to double combat warfare, no one stacks up to Team ATARI. We have no equals. You are in our cross hairs and it’s only a matter of time before we take you two Yamauchi Scumbags out.”
7800 crosses his arms like 2600.
“7800. Hit these fools one more time. For good old time sake.”
“Dilly dilly!”
“Amen to that!”
Fade out.