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((I DID! And I'm WORKING ON A PROFILE!

HE FINISHES OR HE DIES!

THE AGENTS ARE COMING!))

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((We could start. Wouldn't that be flippin' fancy? You know you want to start. You know it! So I'll start typing a start.))

Chapter 1: Journalism

They were all sitting in a waiting room, seated comfortably in broad leather chairs. Each chair looked like it could easily fit two people if they were willing to cram together very close. The room was very clean, very professional, but smelled oddly of home. The walls were all glass, but glass tinted to the point of blackness. Subtle lighting left the room a little darker than the mercenaries should've liked, but was plentifully comfortable for the agents. The floors were brushed steel, covered in expensive looking carpets.

The wall slid open; the glass panes somehow fit into the panes that were technically flush with them. Impressive. The room they were now introduced to was dark. Far too dark. Dark enough that even the agents were having trouble seeing. What was visible, however, was five illuminated chairs, almost identical to the ones they had just left. Very low-power spotlights shone down on them, creating a touch of dramatic effect. A desk sat between them and the other chair, which was far darker. This chair was much bigger, and to the mercenaries, it appeared that the occupant must be very large. The agents, however, were capable of seeing a touch better, and could see that the man was, in fact, rather small. Judging from his sitting position, he could only be five and a half feet tall.

"If you care to, I dragged these chairs in myself," the man invited. His voice was... odd. It trembled slightly, seemingly unnaturally.

((Okay, here's another thing I'm going to have you help me with. Each chapter will correspond with one mission. Over the course of most chapters, one new technology will be acquired. You can either put research into agent upgrades, or you can put the money into acquiring or researching new weapons. When researching agent upgrades, you guys choose one of the various types, and a new level is researched. When researching weapons, you can choose a vague genre of weapons to research into/acquire (assault rifles, explosives, heavy weapons, etc.) or you can even choose a specific existing weapon to acquire. Note that some weapons won't actually exist, and some weapons will be acquired from the actual game.

Also, at the end of every mission or so, agents will be given upgrades. Mercenaries can, if they choose, become agents at the ends of missions. But that's a choice you don't have to make to be successful - for now.))

Cado Long played with his fingers while he waited.

Amelie ran down a hallway and yanked a door open to a room that held a couple of people. They had already taken their seats as it seemed. She ran into the room and skidded to a halt, collapsing into a chair.

"Safe!" Amelie exhaled, relieved that no one had started a meeting without her.

She looked around at the people already in the room. They either looked like they were serious characters that probably wouldn't talk too much, or they were already preoccupied with something so they probably wouldn't pay too much attention to her. Either way, if indeed someone HAD talked to her, she wouldn't have minded but she also liked the silence the room had to offer.