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 Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:29 pm
Nero sat at his desk, a lit cigar in his mouth. He watched the multitude of TV screens. They showed numerous areas. All of them blank. No movement of any sort. Nero turned his chair around, facing towards a large table with six people sitting around it. "Mr Foxtrot." He called out. The man sitting farthest from Nero replied nervously. "Y-yes sir?"
"How did the plans go regarding Project R?" Nero asked, letting a puff of smoke escape from his mouth.
"Well, you see, my boys hit it. We almost captured it, but-"
"Almost?" Nero interrupted. "What happened?"
"Well, it got away. Our troops should be after it right now." Mr Foxtrot replied, sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Well, this is unacceptable. You are responsible for it getting away!" Nero swiftly pulled out a pistol from under his heavy jacket and shot one bullet into Mr Foxtrot. The man dropped dead onto the table.
"Ms Juliet, take over for him. Find and capture Project R! Failure is not an option!" Nero shouted. A woman with long, golden-blonde hair nodded, stood up, and left the room. Two armed guards came in and removed Mr Foxtrot's body.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 12:26 pm
"Are you sure about this? And it's on that island!? Contact Ms Juliet, tell her to change her objective. She is no longer in charge of Project R. Mr Romeo will now be in charge of Project R." Nero puffed a cigar. All was going exceptionally well. With Mr Foxtrot gone, Ms Juliet was able to locate Project R. Now, Nero hoped Mr Romeo could finish it off, while Ms Juliet headed towards her next target. Thel Island.
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