Post by Steve Sinclair on Mar 8, 2019 23:37:00 GMT
A wall of computer screens, three keyboards, a couple of mounted tracking mouses and several switches and buttons, a phone and a fingerprint scanner make up a panel of highly sensitive information from which Team ATARI gets their orders from. Underneath the control panel is a printer, a old IBM 1403 printer that spits out the green bar paper and next to it is a shredder, a Fellowes ps-79CI model. In middle of the control panel is a small Zebra printer that spits out a label with a code on it.
And that is what happens. The Zebra printer comes to life and a couple of seconds later a label rolls out of it with a code on it. It reads:
Leather Kiss in the sand 507
Flashback 2 walks up to the control panel and tears the label off of the feed from the printer. She looks it.
“Very good then.” She says as she places her finger on the finger scanner and that is when the control panel comes to life with the Team ATARI logo on all three screens. She sets the label down and logs in using one of the 3 keyboards. A couple of clicks later and she is in. She clicks on a star icon and a box pops up on the screen. In the box she types:
DarkCloudsOver90120
Upon hitting the enter key, the box disappears and the screens go blank. The IBM printer comes to life and rolling off of the printer comes a message. Flashback 2 tears it off, folds in half, and half again, and half again. She looks around to make sure no one is spying on her. She unzips her battlesuit some to reveal some of her nice, firm, lovely breasts and she slides the folded up message into her bra and zips up her battle suit. She then drops the label in the shredder and exits the control room inside the MCC…..
Later that night….
At a nightclub where the youth of Florida would gather for a night of drinking and dancing. 2600 and 7800 are hanging out at the bar wearing some nice suits, and their masks. They try their best to blend in and look normal but they are getting some looks from today’s youths. 2600 keeps his eye on this group of African Americans in the VIP section. 7800 is drinking a mixed drink and is popping to LMFAO’s Party Rock Anthem, so much so he begins to dance right there at the bar. This group of subjects in the VIP section, there is a clear leader of the group, 4 body guards, a couple of hanger ons and some hoes. The leader is dripping in gold and isn’t afraid to flash the cash. 2600 can not take his eyes off of him.
“2600!” Flashback 2, who is in a little black dress showing off some leg, and shoulders, etc says as she slides her hand on 2600’s shoulder. “We have our orders.”
“Not now Flashback 2. We are this close to this Yamauchi Scum. We have tracked the Mofo for a year and now. We have him.”
Flashback 2 looks at the subject. 7800 meanwhile is now dancing with several ladies.
“DILLY DILLY!” He shouts.
“I understand that and this is important, but we have been ordered to Stinkor 5250 this for now and focus on our new mission.” Flashback 2 says as she snuggles up to 2600 and slowly removes the folded up paper from her dress.
“What? We’re this close!” 2600 says as he takes the message and unfolds it and reads it. After reading it he folds it up and hands it back to Flashback 2. “Very well then. We’re out of here. 7800! We’ve got to go!”
“DILLY DILLY!” 7800 says as he tears off his suit revealing his battlesuit and the subject in VIP stands up and looks like he has just seen a ghost. 7800 charges towards him. The subjects bodyguards pull out 9’s and start to shoot at 7800. Sheer chaos erupts inside the club and everyone runs towards the exits.
“Ah! Hell!” 2600 says as he then tears his suit off to reveal his battlesuit and takes off after 7800.
“SHOOT THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS!” The subject barks. His bodyguards quickly empty their clips and somehow didn’t hit anyone.
Flashback 2 roll her eyes and tears off her dress and magically her battlesuit appears as it was hiding under her dress the whole time. She then hits the floor, cartwheels and jumps in the air and boom! She drop kicks one of the body guards!
7800 leaps through the air himself as one of the body guards is trying to reload and 7800 catches him and takes him down with a hurricanrana!
“MOTHERFUCKER!” The subject says as he shoves a couple of his hangerons in front of him. That is when 2600 springs off of a table and takes out the whole group of hangerons with a diving plancha!
Flashback 2 goes low on the final bodyguard, sweeping out his legs as 7800 flies across and hits em high with a spinning back elbow! Just like that! In a jiffy! This Yamauchi scums group was taken out! Now Team ATARI has him surrounded!
“Time to give up Yamauchi Scum!”
“Man! Fuck you guys!”
“Dilly dilly!”
“What was that asshole?” The subject says as he pulls out a switch blade and with a flick of his wrist, he is armed.
“Okay buddy! But you asked for it!” Flashback 2 says.
“Bitch! After I cut your freaky buddies here! I’m going to fuck you real good!”
“Bitch! Please!”
Flashback 2 kicks his kneecap!
7800 with a spinning heel kick knocking the knife out of his hand.
2600 then connects with a superkick knocking the subject out cold!
Then the police rush in! But Team ATARI has secured their man by then……..
The group have been cuffed and stuffed in back of the paddy wagon as the doors to the van are shut. Team ATARI stand proudly by their handiwork as the captain taps the back of the van signally for it to leave.
“Thanks again guys. We have been chasing him for a couple of years now.” The police captain says and shakes their hands.
“No problem local police officer! That is why we are here! Just one more Yamauchi scumbag right where they belong. Behind bars!” 2600 proudly says. The Captain nods and walks away.
“Dilly dilly!”
“It did work out well 7800 and now we can focus in on our next mission. Which Flashback 2 here was kind to bring with her.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Why, I wouldn’t know if it tastes like boob sweet or not.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about there 7800. ANYWAYS!”
Flashback glares at 7800 as she hands 2600 the mission statement. 2600 unfolds it and reads it again.
“Looks like TPTB have sent us to go to war against two Yamauchi special ops teams. These two so called teams of special needs stand in our way between us and the Energon Device 7800! So, at Operation Social Justice, on Mission Twitter, you are looking at the last freedom fighters on the face of this great planet, fighting for everyone’s freedoms for this great nation, to secure section 4 and section 5 of the puzzle that makes up the Energon Device, and once we assemble the Energon Device….” 2600 says as he looks at 7800.
“Dilly dilly.” 7800 says. 2600 nods.
“I can’t wait for that day.” Flashback 2 says.
“That's the day we erase the Yamauchi from the face of the planet. But! Monday night. Mission Twitter, we will go to battle against these special needs teams made up rejects, has beens and the mentally challenged that weren’t good enough to make the Yamauchi Army, like the scum bag we took down tonight! If these two teams think for one second that they can defeat us in battle.”
“Dilly dilly!”
“That’s right 7800! I will laugh in their face! You see Yamauchi morons! Team ATARI! We always get our man! When we are given a task, we won’t stop till we get our objective and right now, our objective is to dispatch you two subpar human scum right where you all belong! In the gutter! With the trash! Where San Francisco public works will come along with the garbage truck and throw you in the back of it and haul you off to the landfill where you clearly belong!”
“Dilly dilly.”
“That’s correct 7800. I can smell the fear from here! They have no idea what hell awaits them when we kick off Mission Twitter. How fitting that the name of this battle is called Justice, cuz that is what 7800 and I is going to be dishing out. A cold dish of hard ass justice!”
“Dilly dilly!”
“Damn straight 7800! I can taste the MSH07C already for a job well done Tuesday morning when we rid the world of 4 Yamauchi scumbags! You 4 can run.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“You can try and hide.”
“Dilly dilly.”
2600 looks at 7800 and nods.
“Yeah. We will find you and once we find, you will be sorry.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Fist bump me 7800! And let’s get these suckers!”
7800 fists bumps 2600.
Fade out…..
And that is what happens. The Zebra printer comes to life and a couple of seconds later a label rolls out of it with a code on it. It reads:
Leather Kiss in the sand 507
Flashback 2 walks up to the control panel and tears the label off of the feed from the printer. She looks it.
“Very good then.” She says as she places her finger on the finger scanner and that is when the control panel comes to life with the Team ATARI logo on all three screens. She sets the label down and logs in using one of the 3 keyboards. A couple of clicks later and she is in. She clicks on a star icon and a box pops up on the screen. In the box she types:
DarkCloudsOver90120
Upon hitting the enter key, the box disappears and the screens go blank. The IBM printer comes to life and rolling off of the printer comes a message. Flashback 2 tears it off, folds in half, and half again, and half again. She looks around to make sure no one is spying on her. She unzips her battlesuit some to reveal some of her nice, firm, lovely breasts and she slides the folded up message into her bra and zips up her battle suit. She then drops the label in the shredder and exits the control room inside the MCC…..
Later that night….
At a nightclub where the youth of Florida would gather for a night of drinking and dancing. 2600 and 7800 are hanging out at the bar wearing some nice suits, and their masks. They try their best to blend in and look normal but they are getting some looks from today’s youths. 2600 keeps his eye on this group of African Americans in the VIP section. 7800 is drinking a mixed drink and is popping to LMFAO’s Party Rock Anthem, so much so he begins to dance right there at the bar. This group of subjects in the VIP section, there is a clear leader of the group, 4 body guards, a couple of hanger ons and some hoes. The leader is dripping in gold and isn’t afraid to flash the cash. 2600 can not take his eyes off of him.
“2600!” Flashback 2, who is in a little black dress showing off some leg, and shoulders, etc says as she slides her hand on 2600’s shoulder. “We have our orders.”
“Not now Flashback 2. We are this close to this Yamauchi Scum. We have tracked the Mofo for a year and now. We have him.”
Flashback 2 looks at the subject. 7800 meanwhile is now dancing with several ladies.
“DILLY DILLY!” He shouts.
“I understand that and this is important, but we have been ordered to Stinkor 5250 this for now and focus on our new mission.” Flashback 2 says as she snuggles up to 2600 and slowly removes the folded up paper from her dress.
“What? We’re this close!” 2600 says as he takes the message and unfolds it and reads it. After reading it he folds it up and hands it back to Flashback 2. “Very well then. We’re out of here. 7800! We’ve got to go!”
“DILLY DILLY!” 7800 says as he tears off his suit revealing his battlesuit and the subject in VIP stands up and looks like he has just seen a ghost. 7800 charges towards him. The subjects bodyguards pull out 9’s and start to shoot at 7800. Sheer chaos erupts inside the club and everyone runs towards the exits.
“Ah! Hell!” 2600 says as he then tears his suit off to reveal his battlesuit and takes off after 7800.
“SHOOT THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS!” The subject barks. His bodyguards quickly empty their clips and somehow didn’t hit anyone.
Flashback 2 roll her eyes and tears off her dress and magically her battlesuit appears as it was hiding under her dress the whole time. She then hits the floor, cartwheels and jumps in the air and boom! She drop kicks one of the body guards!
7800 leaps through the air himself as one of the body guards is trying to reload and 7800 catches him and takes him down with a hurricanrana!
“MOTHERFUCKER!” The subject says as he shoves a couple of his hangerons in front of him. That is when 2600 springs off of a table and takes out the whole group of hangerons with a diving plancha!
Flashback 2 goes low on the final bodyguard, sweeping out his legs as 7800 flies across and hits em high with a spinning back elbow! Just like that! In a jiffy! This Yamauchi scums group was taken out! Now Team ATARI has him surrounded!
“Time to give up Yamauchi Scum!”
“Man! Fuck you guys!”
“Dilly dilly!”
“What was that asshole?” The subject says as he pulls out a switch blade and with a flick of his wrist, he is armed.
“Okay buddy! But you asked for it!” Flashback 2 says.
“Bitch! After I cut your freaky buddies here! I’m going to fuck you real good!”
“Bitch! Please!”
Flashback 2 kicks his kneecap!
7800 with a spinning heel kick knocking the knife out of his hand.
2600 then connects with a superkick knocking the subject out cold!
Then the police rush in! But Team ATARI has secured their man by then……..
The group have been cuffed and stuffed in back of the paddy wagon as the doors to the van are shut. Team ATARI stand proudly by their handiwork as the captain taps the back of the van signally for it to leave.
“Thanks again guys. We have been chasing him for a couple of years now.” The police captain says and shakes their hands.
“No problem local police officer! That is why we are here! Just one more Yamauchi scumbag right where they belong. Behind bars!” 2600 proudly says. The Captain nods and walks away.
“Dilly dilly!”
“It did work out well 7800 and now we can focus in on our next mission. Which Flashback 2 here was kind to bring with her.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Why, I wouldn’t know if it tastes like boob sweet or not.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about there 7800. ANYWAYS!”
Flashback glares at 7800 as she hands 2600 the mission statement. 2600 unfolds it and reads it again.
“Looks like TPTB have sent us to go to war against two Yamauchi special ops teams. These two so called teams of special needs stand in our way between us and the Energon Device 7800! So, at Operation Social Justice, on Mission Twitter, you are looking at the last freedom fighters on the face of this great planet, fighting for everyone’s freedoms for this great nation, to secure section 4 and section 5 of the puzzle that makes up the Energon Device, and once we assemble the Energon Device….” 2600 says as he looks at 7800.
“Dilly dilly.” 7800 says. 2600 nods.
“I can’t wait for that day.” Flashback 2 says.
“That's the day we erase the Yamauchi from the face of the planet. But! Monday night. Mission Twitter, we will go to battle against these special needs teams made up rejects, has beens and the mentally challenged that weren’t good enough to make the Yamauchi Army, like the scum bag we took down tonight! If these two teams think for one second that they can defeat us in battle.”
“Dilly dilly!”
“That’s right 7800! I will laugh in their face! You see Yamauchi morons! Team ATARI! We always get our man! When we are given a task, we won’t stop till we get our objective and right now, our objective is to dispatch you two subpar human scum right where you all belong! In the gutter! With the trash! Where San Francisco public works will come along with the garbage truck and throw you in the back of it and haul you off to the landfill where you clearly belong!”
“Dilly dilly.”
“That’s correct 7800. I can smell the fear from here! They have no idea what hell awaits them when we kick off Mission Twitter. How fitting that the name of this battle is called Justice, cuz that is what 7800 and I is going to be dishing out. A cold dish of hard ass justice!”
“Dilly dilly!”
“Damn straight 7800! I can taste the MSH07C already for a job well done Tuesday morning when we rid the world of 4 Yamauchi scumbags! You 4 can run.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“You can try and hide.”
“Dilly dilly.”
2600 looks at 7800 and nods.
“Yeah. We will find you and once we find, you will be sorry.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Fist bump me 7800! And let’s get these suckers!”
7800 fists bumps 2600.
Fade out…..