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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 8:09 pm
This was the mission that had to be completed, the one that Agent EXE knew he had to complete or not only would he lose his job, but he would lose his memory of everything that had happened in the GiB. It was as simple as taking out a rogue military blimp that could potentially unleash an explosion equal to that of a nuclear bomb. Yet again, someone in N.E.E.W.D had developed something extremely dangerous and didn't get a good programmer to make sure it didn't go rogue. The fact that it was operated by a certain OS that operated a previous robot that decided to go wrong made the mission extremely dangerous. Another issue with the balloon was the factory inside that was literally producing a small army of robots that looked similar to the previous leader; Agent TiM. It had to be stopped, neutralized, taken back, and safely disassembled.
It would probably be the second of balloon incidents caused by Agent EXE, and he was definitely prepared for the extreme amounts of paperwork about to pop up. But that wasn't what was to be worried about. He needed to worry about how to get onto a mile high blimp. That's where the rest of the team would come in.
Just jump in whenever, but I need someone to help me in the getting up process.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 12:53 am
((is waiting for more progress before jumping in))
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 4:04 pm
Agent Zi's voice came on over the intercom. "Gentlemen," she said, her voice lacking all of it's usual calm, "You can imagine how bad this will make Section 13 look if we allow this to get out of control. I'm trusting you to deal with this. In a few hours I want this to have never happened, understand?" From Zi's office, she was monitoring their progress on various screens. "I'm watching you."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 4:37 pm
((Wants to jump in ...but will give it time. . .))
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:22 pm
((Considering joining, should I bring a grappling hook?))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 11:10 am
"What?! Who said anything about Section 13?!" It was Agent 128 who spoke when the words 'Section 13' came over the speakers. He was quick to hide the fact that Section 13 existed, but even quicker to draw his gun, Point being, he already had withdrawn it from his holster, pointing it around fidgety. "Section 13 Doesn't Exist, I don't know what You've Been Drinking But it certainly is making you hear things." He spoke, though the thing was, there was no one around other than fellow GIB agents. "Oh...Reflexes." He said as he regained his composure.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 2:25 pm
"Balloon incident number two!" Agent Toki said gleefully over her headset, after patching herself in to the other agent. "Rin, you're on a roll!" She was typing away at her computer, pulling up documents and webpages. "Okay, I've got the specifications of this particular model right here. Should I be talking from here on this one, or should we let Zi handle that and I get to come and help you? I know Ginji has a jetpack or such, have you been taught to handle those yet?" She typed some more. "Yeah, we have a few jetpacks in inventory. I can drop 'em off if you like. Or you can go with a grappling hook, although I'm not sure if those are very safe when they're connected to a moving object."
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 9:26 pm
The agents could hear a slight yawn over the intercom. "You can take care of it, Toki," Zi said, voice sounding rather bogged down, "I've been at the lab for the past 36 hours dealing with the code yellow in the lower levels. Frankly I'm overwhelmed. I'll keep an eye on the monitors for now, though. Order the materials our boys need and getthem out there ASAP." In Zi's office, she sat leaning back in her desk chair, staring at the ceiling. Sometimes S13 went months without any catastrophes. Other times not so much. Genetically mutated grunnies had escaped into the lower levels, prototype weapons had disappeared with no evidence as to where they went, and a microbo virus was on the loose with ties to S13--Not to mention this Balloon thing, the cherry on the cake. Zi wanted her agents in and out with no further issues. She was not too hopeful for this. After all, when it rained, it poured. Agent Zi wouldn't be surprised if she ended up joining her crew by the end of the night. Ugh. Field work.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 9:48 pm
"Yes Ma'am." Toki said cheerfully. She patched herself into the intercom. "Agent Siefren, please report to the warehouse and get... um, three jetpacks." She clacked away at her keyboard some more. "And some jetpack fuel. And maybe a few weapons, if you like. Grab Ginji if you see him, you could probably use an electronics person like him. Have fun!" Toki turned off the intercom, and then switched to a closed channel. "Rin, be careful. If you fail and get neuralized, I'll be sad. It won't be Ginji and Rinny and Toki anymore, just Ginji and Toki. We need some crazy." Toki smiled. "Don't die either. Good luck!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 11:12 pm
"What?! Who-Where?!" Agent 128 looked up at the intercom. "Hey! That name is Classified!" He spoke to intercom. "It's Agent 128, or Sie, or you can Call me Siefren if you like, but Never Agent Siefren." Agent 128 was a bit of a unique character. Particular and Peculiar. From what he had just spoke, an average person wouldn't see too much of a difference, but to Agent 128, there was a huge Difference between Siefren and Agent Siefren. "Roger that! I'll Head to the Warehouse PDQ!" He replied back as he began to make his way out of the doors of the main HQ.
He stopped in his tracks once the Jet Fuel was mentioned. "What?! I'm only Human! I only have Two hands and arms!" He spoke. "How am I suppose to carry all of that by myself?" He asked. He then looked to his left and noticed a waggon. "Oh Wait! Never-mind! I Got it Covered!" he spoke once more. Why was there a waggon in the Main Offices, chances are none of the other agents would know the answer to that, so it was probably best left unquestioned.
"Ginji? I haven't seen he for a while. If I come across him, Will do." He spoke, and then he was out the doors and heading to the warehouse with the waggon pulling behind him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 9:36 am
Zi rolled her eyes at Sie's antics. "Sending a hoverround to assist you, 128." The hover round was one of S13's older machines. Glarg had brought it over from Zurg. Agent Zi had worked on some of the modifications herself, under Dr. PH34R's careful guidance of course. It could hold weight up to a nearly infinite amount because it worked to counter gravity. It really was quite a brilliant piece of Zurg technology. Had Mother known 07 had left it in the GiB's hands, he probably would have been grounded far longer than he was back in 06.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 10:45 am
"What?!" Agent 128 quickly let go of the handle of the waggon, and reached into his jacket once again, pulling out his gun once he heard Zi's voice once again over the intercom. "What? Intercom outside as well? Feels like i'm back in school or somethin'." He said as he regained his composure, placing his gun back in his holster. "A OK Miss Zi!" He said to the intercom as he waited for the hover round to come around.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 10:50 am
Zi sighed. "My voice is coming from your communicator, love. The hoveround should arive shortly."
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 11:05 am
Agent 128 arched his eyebrow when the term 'comunicator' was mentioned. "My communicator?" were the first words to leave his mouth. "OH! The thing in my ear, Wow that's some really good sound quality then." He said, chuckling on the other end. "Alright, Roger that! I'll be waiting." He said as he stood there for a moment, then his attention began to wonder as he looked up, and then around the building.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 8:33 am
 Nurgle's children, our pretties, our pets...
((Of course it starts up when all my computers are broken. I'm at the library now, but I really can't go every day and don't want to make everyone wait until I get back, so continue on and I'll appear sooner or later.))
How Nurgle loves his little children, how Nurgle loves his little pets!"

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