Post by Steve Sinclair on Apr 27, 2019 23:45:20 GMT
Nolan walks into the conference room and seemingly has some extra pep in his step. Normally a bitter old man, today he seems, happy? This has Ted and Jack looking at one another wondering what is going on.
“Guys.” Nolan says he pulls his chair back and takes a seat. “This is the week in which big things are about to happen for this team. All of our hard work, the late hours, the endless meetings and briefings. It finally pays off this week. This is the week where we get one up on the Yamauchi and we can start seeing the end of this war between the US government and them.”
“Thank goodness for that!” JT says. Ted shoots a look at the lab rat.
“I’m not one to normally count your chickens before the eggs hatch. But I have a feeling that the guys are going to come out victorious this week. I can feel it in my bones. I know the last couple of months have been very stressful, but I just wanted to get you guys in one room and say thank you for all you do for this operation, for this mission. Without you, none of this would have been possible.”
“Thanks Nolan.” JT says and again, Ted glares at JT the brownnoser.
“We have tracked down these two pieces of the Energon Device and we almost have them. Once we have them, we will have the upper hand. In fact, Dabney…”
Ted lets out a silent “Fucking Dabney.” under his breath.
“And Bushnell wanted me to tell you guys that come Monday night when we have located and secured section 4 and section 5, when have those 2 pieces here at the Dig Dug and we have the Dilithium Crystals in our bunker safely locked away, that it’ll be okay to have a celebration. It will be a huge accomplishment for this unit. We should celebrate it before the hunt for the remaining 17 Dilithium Crystals begin.”
“Oh this is great Nolan.” JT says. “I know my team will be thrilled to hear this.”
It’s now Jack who is shooting JT the look.
“Now I did speak with Willy Mackey earlier. He wanted to express his hopes for a win in this battle come Monday night. He also voiced his concerns over the movement of Assange and wanted to know if that could mean anything. He questioned of the other 17 Dilithium Crystals were already found by the Yamauchi and if they somehow were able to program the 3 missing Dilithium Crystals to power up the Energon Device.” says Nolan, who pauses to tap the tip of his index finger on the table, a nervous trait he has. Ted looks at Jack with panic in his eyes. Jack straightens out his fingers signalling to Ted to calm down.
“What did you tell him?” Jack asks and then quickly looks at Ted.
Nolan takes a breath. “I told our President that the Yamauchi do not have any of the crystals, and even if they had 17 of them, or 19 of them, they wouldn’t be able to program a new crystals due to the complexity of the unit and how they all work with one another. We have 1 Dilithium Crystal under lock and key and that alone will prevent the Yamauchi from using the Energon Device. I also told our President that there has been no active at the site and we have eyes on it twenty four seven.”
Nolan looks at both Ted and Jack.
“It better not come out later on that I just lied to our President. That Yamauchi scumbag leaving his post of seven years and relocating does have me nervous. Something is going on and you two better find out what that is.” Nolan says as he look at both Ted and Jack. Ted’s stomach is so tied up in knots that he’s about to shit himself. “Or else.”
Ted’s face becomes white as a ghost. Jack takes a deep breath. Nolan stands up, slides his chair into place. “Gentlemen.” He says and exits the room. As soon as he gone, JT pipes up.
“Boy! I’d hate to be in your shoes.”
“Shut da fuck up JT!” Ted yells across the table at JT. Jack looks at him, turning towards him.
“Don’t you have some cheap whore to go fuck? Seriously? What the fuck do you do for this team?”
JT stands up, his chair almost flips over. He adjusts his lab coat. “I’m the doctor! I make sure those two stay alive out there!” he shouts at Ted and Jack and storms out of the office.
“I wouldn’t let that fucker check my balls.” Ted says. This causes Jack to laugh.
Somewhere in Little Bighorn Montana….
“T minus 48 hours 7800.” 2600 says as the scene opens up to reveal 2600 in a bunker or sorts. He has a tiny slit of a window with a long range telescope on a tripod pointed out of the opening. “Over” 2600 says into the walkie.
In another location of Little Bighorn is 7800 and he appears to be in a hotel room, with the blinds pulled down and closed shut. He uses the antenna of his walkie to lift one of the blinds so he can take a peak. “Dilly dilly.” He says into the walkie.
“Roger that 7800. Flashback 2. Do you have a copy?”
“I copy.” FB2 says.
“Any sightings of Bert and Ernie?” 2600 asks.
Cut to Flashback 2, not in her battlesuit, or her hair pulled back in a ponytail. Tonight, she is working undercover, by wearing very little at all. FB2 is the bottle girl at a Gentlemen’s club, wearing a white sheer push up bra and hardly there super tight shorts and 8 inch stilettos. She is setting her tray down on a table and places a bottle of Jack on it for two guys who are eye banging FB2. “That’ll be 100 bucks studdly.”
“How much to take that bra off and rub those tits on my face?” This wannabe cowboy asks.
“Oh sweetie, you don’t have enough cash on you for that, trust me.” she begins to say and then lean over on the table getting in his grill. “Besides, I wouldn’t want you two have a quick night and ruin it for all of these girls in here that will gladly take their tops off for you.”
“I’ve seen those bitches several times, but I ain’t never seen you here. I want some fresh meat…” This cowboy was saying and then reaches up to cup FB2’s breast, to which FB2 quickly snaps his wrist around and twist his arm up and around causing him to feel nothing but shooting pain up his arm.
“And sugar, you ain’t never going to see them either.” she says before cracking his wrist which leads to him yelling like a little bitch and holding his broken wrist. FB2 walks away from the table and towards the back. She holds her finger up to her ear.
“No signs of them yet 2600.”
Back in the bunker 2600 nods as he was looking through his telescope.
“Copy that. You stay safe and I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Copy.” FB2 comes back with.
After a couple of minutes of silence, 7800 comes on.
“Dilly dilly? Dilly.”
“I hear you 7800. If Bert and Ernie were smart, which they are not, they would not show their faces here. They know they are clearly outmatched. They know they can’t win this battle. Or this war for that matter. But one thing about the Yamauchi we can always count on, is that they are dumb lot of retarded rejects and they will show up. Silly bastards. Thinking they can go to war against Team ATARI and win. When will they learn?”
“Dilly dilly!”
“Correct 7800! Never!”
“That is what you get from all of the inbreeding over the decades.” FB2 chimes in with. This causes 2600 to chuckle to himself.
“48 hours till we engage Bert and Ernie. 48 hours till we fight for the Energon Device. 48 hours till we spill blood on the battlefield. 48 hours till we slice open the Yamauchi jugular and watch them bleed out as we get our hands on the Energon Device and save the great state of Montana from impending doom. Not even death 7800, Flashback 2, will stop us from achieving what we came here for.” 2600 says before check his telescope one more time.
“Victory.”
“Dilly dilly!”
“The PTB has informed me that Willy Mackey will be watching this battle from the oval office 7800. What a great honor. I can’t help but swell with pride knowing that when we dispatch Bert and Ernie to the Yamauchi graveyard where cowards and liars are left to rot in open graves, that Willy Mackey will have watched us do just that. It will be a great day for this nation. It will be a great day for Team ATARI. Now I know, I might be getting ahead of ourselves. We have not won this war yet. Bert and Ernie will not go down without a fight and trust me, they will be getting a fight, one they never had in their pathetic little lives.”
“Dilly dilly” 7800 chimes in on the walkie with.
“Yes sir 7800! I hear that!”
“You tell em 7800!” FB2 says next. “Give em HELL!”
“Dilly dilly!”
“The day of reckoning is almost upon us. Soon! All of the jokes from the Yamauchi will be nothing but a forgotten footnote in history. When we have the Energon Device in our hands! When we secure the Dilithium Crystals at the Dig Dug that will guarantee that the Yamauchi will never be able to have a fully operational Energon Device….”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Yes sir! Congress will have no choice but to declare the 29th of April as National Team ATARI day, a national holiday and remembrance of when we turned the tides in our favor and destroyed the Yamauchi! Children will sing songs about us for eons. Parades will be held in our names. Building will be built in our honors and it will be known that Bert and Ernie were nothing but complete failures in life.”
“Dilly dilly”
2600 keys the walkie. “Copy that. We will give them hell!” 2600 says as he check his telescope one more time. “If they show up. We have the entire city covered. They can’t enter or exit this town without us knowing about it. Little do they know, they are walking into their deaths.”
“IF” FB2 says. “They show up.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Correct Flashback 2. If. But they will. Trust me, they will. Until then, the watch continues.”
“Copy.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
Fade out.
“Guys.” Nolan says he pulls his chair back and takes a seat. “This is the week in which big things are about to happen for this team. All of our hard work, the late hours, the endless meetings and briefings. It finally pays off this week. This is the week where we get one up on the Yamauchi and we can start seeing the end of this war between the US government and them.”
“Thank goodness for that!” JT says. Ted shoots a look at the lab rat.
“I’m not one to normally count your chickens before the eggs hatch. But I have a feeling that the guys are going to come out victorious this week. I can feel it in my bones. I know the last couple of months have been very stressful, but I just wanted to get you guys in one room and say thank you for all you do for this operation, for this mission. Without you, none of this would have been possible.”
“Thanks Nolan.” JT says and again, Ted glares at JT the brownnoser.
“We have tracked down these two pieces of the Energon Device and we almost have them. Once we have them, we will have the upper hand. In fact, Dabney…”
Ted lets out a silent “Fucking Dabney.” under his breath.
“And Bushnell wanted me to tell you guys that come Monday night when we have located and secured section 4 and section 5, when have those 2 pieces here at the Dig Dug and we have the Dilithium Crystals in our bunker safely locked away, that it’ll be okay to have a celebration. It will be a huge accomplishment for this unit. We should celebrate it before the hunt for the remaining 17 Dilithium Crystals begin.”
“Oh this is great Nolan.” JT says. “I know my team will be thrilled to hear this.”
It’s now Jack who is shooting JT the look.
“Now I did speak with Willy Mackey earlier. He wanted to express his hopes for a win in this battle come Monday night. He also voiced his concerns over the movement of Assange and wanted to know if that could mean anything. He questioned of the other 17 Dilithium Crystals were already found by the Yamauchi and if they somehow were able to program the 3 missing Dilithium Crystals to power up the Energon Device.” says Nolan, who pauses to tap the tip of his index finger on the table, a nervous trait he has. Ted looks at Jack with panic in his eyes. Jack straightens out his fingers signalling to Ted to calm down.
“What did you tell him?” Jack asks and then quickly looks at Ted.
Nolan takes a breath. “I told our President that the Yamauchi do not have any of the crystals, and even if they had 17 of them, or 19 of them, they wouldn’t be able to program a new crystals due to the complexity of the unit and how they all work with one another. We have 1 Dilithium Crystal under lock and key and that alone will prevent the Yamauchi from using the Energon Device. I also told our President that there has been no active at the site and we have eyes on it twenty four seven.”
Nolan looks at both Ted and Jack.
“It better not come out later on that I just lied to our President. That Yamauchi scumbag leaving his post of seven years and relocating does have me nervous. Something is going on and you two better find out what that is.” Nolan says as he look at both Ted and Jack. Ted’s stomach is so tied up in knots that he’s about to shit himself. “Or else.”
Ted’s face becomes white as a ghost. Jack takes a deep breath. Nolan stands up, slides his chair into place. “Gentlemen.” He says and exits the room. As soon as he gone, JT pipes up.
“Boy! I’d hate to be in your shoes.”
“Shut da fuck up JT!” Ted yells across the table at JT. Jack looks at him, turning towards him.
“Don’t you have some cheap whore to go fuck? Seriously? What the fuck do you do for this team?”
JT stands up, his chair almost flips over. He adjusts his lab coat. “I’m the doctor! I make sure those two stay alive out there!” he shouts at Ted and Jack and storms out of the office.
“I wouldn’t let that fucker check my balls.” Ted says. This causes Jack to laugh.
Somewhere in Little Bighorn Montana….
“T minus 48 hours 7800.” 2600 says as the scene opens up to reveal 2600 in a bunker or sorts. He has a tiny slit of a window with a long range telescope on a tripod pointed out of the opening. “Over” 2600 says into the walkie.
In another location of Little Bighorn is 7800 and he appears to be in a hotel room, with the blinds pulled down and closed shut. He uses the antenna of his walkie to lift one of the blinds so he can take a peak. “Dilly dilly.” He says into the walkie.
“Roger that 7800. Flashback 2. Do you have a copy?”
“I copy.” FB2 says.
“Any sightings of Bert and Ernie?” 2600 asks.
Cut to Flashback 2, not in her battlesuit, or her hair pulled back in a ponytail. Tonight, she is working undercover, by wearing very little at all. FB2 is the bottle girl at a Gentlemen’s club, wearing a white sheer push up bra and hardly there super tight shorts and 8 inch stilettos. She is setting her tray down on a table and places a bottle of Jack on it for two guys who are eye banging FB2. “That’ll be 100 bucks studdly.”
“How much to take that bra off and rub those tits on my face?” This wannabe cowboy asks.
“Oh sweetie, you don’t have enough cash on you for that, trust me.” she begins to say and then lean over on the table getting in his grill. “Besides, I wouldn’t want you two have a quick night and ruin it for all of these girls in here that will gladly take their tops off for you.”
“I’ve seen those bitches several times, but I ain’t never seen you here. I want some fresh meat…” This cowboy was saying and then reaches up to cup FB2’s breast, to which FB2 quickly snaps his wrist around and twist his arm up and around causing him to feel nothing but shooting pain up his arm.
“And sugar, you ain’t never going to see them either.” she says before cracking his wrist which leads to him yelling like a little bitch and holding his broken wrist. FB2 walks away from the table and towards the back. She holds her finger up to her ear.
“No signs of them yet 2600.”
Back in the bunker 2600 nods as he was looking through his telescope.
“Copy that. You stay safe and I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Copy.” FB2 comes back with.
After a couple of minutes of silence, 7800 comes on.
“Dilly dilly? Dilly.”
“I hear you 7800. If Bert and Ernie were smart, which they are not, they would not show their faces here. They know they are clearly outmatched. They know they can’t win this battle. Or this war for that matter. But one thing about the Yamauchi we can always count on, is that they are dumb lot of retarded rejects and they will show up. Silly bastards. Thinking they can go to war against Team ATARI and win. When will they learn?”
“Dilly dilly!”
“Correct 7800! Never!”
“That is what you get from all of the inbreeding over the decades.” FB2 chimes in with. This causes 2600 to chuckle to himself.
“48 hours till we engage Bert and Ernie. 48 hours till we fight for the Energon Device. 48 hours till we spill blood on the battlefield. 48 hours till we slice open the Yamauchi jugular and watch them bleed out as we get our hands on the Energon Device and save the great state of Montana from impending doom. Not even death 7800, Flashback 2, will stop us from achieving what we came here for.” 2600 says before check his telescope one more time.
“Victory.”
“Dilly dilly!”
“The PTB has informed me that Willy Mackey will be watching this battle from the oval office 7800. What a great honor. I can’t help but swell with pride knowing that when we dispatch Bert and Ernie to the Yamauchi graveyard where cowards and liars are left to rot in open graves, that Willy Mackey will have watched us do just that. It will be a great day for this nation. It will be a great day for Team ATARI. Now I know, I might be getting ahead of ourselves. We have not won this war yet. Bert and Ernie will not go down without a fight and trust me, they will be getting a fight, one they never had in their pathetic little lives.”
“Dilly dilly” 7800 chimes in on the walkie with.
“Yes sir 7800! I hear that!”
“You tell em 7800!” FB2 says next. “Give em HELL!”
“Dilly dilly!”
“The day of reckoning is almost upon us. Soon! All of the jokes from the Yamauchi will be nothing but a forgotten footnote in history. When we have the Energon Device in our hands! When we secure the Dilithium Crystals at the Dig Dug that will guarantee that the Yamauchi will never be able to have a fully operational Energon Device….”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Yes sir! Congress will have no choice but to declare the 29th of April as National Team ATARI day, a national holiday and remembrance of when we turned the tides in our favor and destroyed the Yamauchi! Children will sing songs about us for eons. Parades will be held in our names. Building will be built in our honors and it will be known that Bert and Ernie were nothing but complete failures in life.”
“Dilly dilly”
2600 keys the walkie. “Copy that. We will give them hell!” 2600 says as he check his telescope one more time. “If they show up. We have the entire city covered. They can’t enter or exit this town without us knowing about it. Little do they know, they are walking into their deaths.”
“IF” FB2 says. “They show up.”
“Dilly dilly.”
“Correct Flashback 2. If. But they will. Trust me, they will. Until then, the watch continues.”
“Copy.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
Fade out.