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Post by Tommy "The Gladiator" Harrison on Nov 10, 2009 23:29:14 GMT -6
Washington, D.C.
::The Gladiator.
A painting of him, that is, hangs up on the wall.
On the wall, we see several television screens, surrounding it. All of these screens display some kind of random scene, surrounding all areas of Washington D.C.
We hear a voice.::
Camera 23 on Sector 1516.
::A screen pops up, - camera 23.
We see nothing...
nothing...::
Status report, sector 1516.
Skkkkkkrtsskkkkk --- Nothing as of yet, sir- wait, wait....
::a man walks into frame. This man is Genesis.::
All points on this contact. Do not let him out of your sight.
::the camera pans down, to show the mysterious figure sitting at the control panel for all of these screens. He starts to type various keys, and slide various control knobs.
The camera shows Genesis stopping at a sidewalk/crosswalk. He is walking, carrying what seems to be a courier envelope under his left arm. He looks both ways, and abruptly ducks into an alleyway.::
What the hell? Where did he go? UNIT 18??? UNIT 42??? WHAT THE FUCK???
::nothing on screen::
Sir...skrrrrrrrrkstkssssssssss it looks as if we've lost him.
Son of a BITCH!
::a fist is slammed on the control deck.::
I'll find out what you're up to...
::the camera pans around, to show Thomas Harrison in his Washington D.C. control lair, sitting at the control deck. Behind him, a map. A map of pictures of faces, some circled, some crossed out, all with lines connecting each other. In the middle we see Healius with a line thru him. But off to the right, we see a picture of Genesis. And above it all, on the top of the wall, we see 'XII'?::
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