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| Quote: | Chapter Eleven, Mission Failed
They landed into the town of Summeron. They were in Northern Beanland. The place had been taken over by Contro Corporation, and with this, sneaking around the town wasn’t going to be so easy. All the manholes had been cemented over, and a soldier would usually be next to the once upon a time, entrance to the sewer, just in case.
“Now, the hell are we going to do? Inner Beanland is rather far away from here, and by the time we get there, Contro will have taken over!” said Gondour.
“Well, we need to beat Zero first. Better taken over than dying, right?” said OldBean. “I think its time to break into Contro Corporation!”
“WHAT?!” yelled Gondour, shocked.
“Well, not like it’ll be a breeze, but its worth it right? We need to steal some of their weapons.”
“How are we going to break in?” asked Gondour. “There is a mass security system on the 43rd floor which needs four people or something to get past.”
“Oh crap, is it possible to trick the system?” asked OldBean.
“Not that I’m aware of.”
“Well, for a start on our plan, how are we going to get to the Contro Building? I mean, the entire town is full of soldiers that’d probably kill us on sight.”
“Stealth, my friend, stealth.” replied Gondour. “It always helps.”
OldBean looked around the area. Soldiers were on lookout on building tops, all the alleyways were taken into watching too.
“Well, some stealth adventure, huh?” said OldBean sarcastically.
“Not really, look.” Gondour pointed at a man drinking beer. It was the man OldBean had arrested previously out of anger.
“WHAT?! Encouraging people to drink beer is illegal?! Well, let me put it to you mate,” the man said to the soldier in front of him, “If you say that drinking ‘good tasting beer’ is illegal, it should be you that gets arrested, not us!” But of course the man got carted away to jail again. OldBean took this as an advantage , when some of the soldiers took the man away, leaving the way to a cemented sewer entrance free.
“Okay, that’s done and done.” Gondour said, “But how are we going to get down there?”
“We need some sort of explosives, but that’s at Contro. And this is the only way into Contro.” whispered back OldBean, when he thought he heard movement. “The cement has to be gotten rid of form the inside.”
“What if the manhole had been cemented a LONG time ago?” asked Gondour. This struck OldBean hard.
“Well, that’s back to Square One, huh?” OldBean continued to think up more ideas before the guards came back to their stations.
“Eh, this is close to impossible.” concluded OldBean. “We’ll have to get captured to get into the building.”
“Count me out of this then.” said Gondour.
“Well then, that’s to Square One, again.”
OldBean heard footsteps, there was no more hiding it.
“I’M GOING OUT!” OldBean yelled, and he flew into sight.
“Who ya gonna call, the fatso from Italy? Wait, I know, the guy behind me?!” |
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| Quote: | Chapter Twelve, Contro Corporation
Gondour lay sharp objects on the road out of the enemies sight, while OldBean was being was being captured. The troops put him in a Contro truck, and when it started to drive away, the tyres went flat. The troops saw Gondour, who had an unreadable expression. As they started to get out of the truck, OldBean struggled out of the truck and slammed the doors into the faces of the troops constantly. Finally, the two troops fell to the ground, unconscious.
“All your cars are belong to us.” said OldBean, who seemed to be on the verge of laughing.
“Well,” said Gondour, slightly shaken. “I guess that means we have a truck all to ourselves then, aye?”
“Yup,” nodded OldBean. “As the truck has the Contro logo on it, the troops will think that we’re one of them, driving off somewhere, which in our case, is Contro Corporation itself.”
“One problem,” said Gondour, looking around. “Just where is Contro?”
“We’ll just search the entire region until we find it. Best hope we have anyway.” shrugged OldBean.
“Look!” yelled Gondour, pointing at the back of the truck. “A map! We could use this!”
“Well, no duh.”
They used the map and located the Contro building. It was massive. They drived into the carpark, only to be met with ten soldiers blocking their way.
“ID and password?” asked one of them lazily.
“Don’t blame us for the tight security.” said another one of them. “Everyone expects OldBean to pop up here, as if!”
“Well, that means you can let us pass?” asked OldBean, his face hidden by a helmet he found in the back of the truck.. “I mean, with him all the way in China, how can he even possibly break in?”
“Good point, you may pass.” and so they all left.
“Tight security…”snorted Gondour. “…I rather say ‘lack of security’…”
“Yeah, and since they know what I look like, we better use stealth.”
“Okay. Let me go talk to the guard. I might be able to make him lift all security, with my mayor authorities.”
“K. Just go out there, say your royalty, and get your arse kicked into jail.” OldBean rolled his eyes. “They know what you look like, bonehead. They’re after you too.”
“Oh yeah…”
OldBean walked towards the front door. It required a card key.
“Well, Gondour, check the truck for any key cards.”
Gondour checked the truck. He found a blue security card, and he handed it over to OldBean.
“This card,” he said, “ Only works on this door. We need to find the others.”
“But the soldiers around here have the cards…”said OldBean, who gazed around. He spotted a soldier. “Should we ask him for a card?” OldBean asked.
“Wouldn’t it be suspicious?” asked Gondour. “All the troops have security cards…”
“Trust me.” OldBean replied, and he walked off.
“Excuse me, but do you happen to have a card key? I’ve lost mine.”
“Are you nuts?” whispered the soldier. “Don’t talk to me! If they find us slacking off, they’ll demote us to lieutenant! After that, they’ll demote even more, to the lowest rank ever! Hey…” said the Soldier, looking at OldBean. “Its you! Call security!”
But before the guard could sound the alarm, Gondour shot him down with a tranquilliser dart. “Its nice to have one of these.” he commented. “Maybe we should keep this to sneak around.”
“Good idea.” said OldBean, rolling his eyes again. “As it’s the only weapon we have anyway.”
OldBean took three key cards from the guard.
“Floor 93, Floor 56, Floor 43...isn’t that the floor with the mass security system?”
“Yeah,” said Gondour. “I dunno what it does though. Lets move the guard away into a locked area, or we’ll get caught.”
“How?” asked OldBean, looking around. “lock him up in one of the cars?”
“No, lets throw him out into the ‘wildlife’.”
They threw the man outside, and the ten men immediately to the front gate again.
“Lets leave them to it…”whispered Gondour, and they both sneaked into the building.
They walked towards the elevator, only to be noticed by Electus himself.
“Dreadful ordeal,” he said. “I only just escaped from the old man’s crudely built FBI. My troops are still there but, they’ll manage.”
OldBean felt insulted. He was not old, it was just his name.
“Hmph. The old fart seems to have been finished off, I believe. I noticed Mayor Gon-down-to-popularity’s copter, crashed in Summeron.” said back OldBean. OldBean had changed into a enemy costume before he entered, he found it lying around somewhere. This raised OldBean’s hope that infiltrating the building would be easy. Even though the uniform was too big for him, he managed, as there were other owls working around the area.
“Really?” asked Contra. “That makes matters good. I’ll arrange a letter to the FBI that their leader has fallen, and they must surrender.”
“I forgot how to get past the security system on Floor 43.” blurted out OldBean suddenly.
“That?” asked Contra. “THAT?” he laughed very hard. “Why, you must be very dumb, my friend. You need it to scan you, and then you are allowed to pass.”
“What about the ‘four people’ thing?” asked OldBean.
“There is no four people thing. If you meant the four guards, don’t worry about them.”
This calmed OldBean down a lot, but then he remembered a bad fact: he needed to be scanned.
“What floor was the armoury? I forgot.”
“The armoury IS the 43rd floor.” said Contra, confused.
“Oh, right. Sorry, bad memory.”
Contra eyed OldBean suspiciously, but walked off, when OldBean didn’t say anything.
“Well, we got through that pretty well, huh?” said OldBean to Gondour, who was wearing purple clothing as a disguise.
“Well, wow.” said Gondour, shocked. “How are we supposed to get through the 43rd floor?”
“We’ll knock one of the guards out, and scan.” replied OldBean silently.
“Hey, how about that guard I shot down earlier…?”
They went back outside, and asked the ten guards for the unconscious body. They seemed rather terrified of it, but nevertheless, handed it over.
“Okay, so, we need weapons, huh? Floor 43 please.” OldBean said, and he inserted the blue key card.
“Time to scan,” and Gondour threw the unconscious body into the room, and it was scanned immediately.
“Lets go in now.” but when he entered, the alarm went off.
“Oh dear.” Gondour s******ed.
“Moron, are you gonna stand there in laugh? HIDE.”
They hid behind crates of weapons, but only then they realised there were security cameras in the room. Luckily, they hadn’t been caught yet. The door blasted open. Four guards stormed into the area.
“What the hell are you doing here, Francis?” said one of the guards, kicking the unconscious body.
“Eh, he probably went bonkers again and knocked himself out.” the other said.
“What about the alarm?”
“Eh, he probably touched the equipment.” yelled back the other guard over the sound of the alarm, he was searching the entire area just in case. OldBean hoped he didn’t get spotted. The guards left with the still unconscious body, the alarm turning off.
“So now, how are we going to get these weapons outta here?” asked Gondour, eyeing the crates.
“I’ll call the FBI.” and OldBean took out his mobile phone.
“You have one of those?” said Gondour, amazed.
“Pfft, I only brought it in case of emergencies.” and he called the FBI. After the call, OldBean said “Well, they say they’ll meet us at the top of the building, but we gotta watch it, and so do they. The building is protected highly. And besides that, we still need the key card for the 94th floor.”
“We do have the key card for floor 93 right? Maybe we can scale the building from there?”
“SCALE? My friend, I can FLY up there.” OldBean rolled his eyes again.
“Air ducts?”
“Gondy, this is no video game. Geez. Even the ducts are being monitored. Security has been improved dramatically. But first, we should move the weapons.”
As soon as they touched the crates however, the alarm went off once more. With great difficulty, they moved as many crates as possible inside the elevator. But they couldn’t take all of the crates, as the elevator probably couldn’t support it all.
“Lets get in.” said OldBean, and they got in. He was surprised security hadn’t arrived when they touched the crates. He inserted the other blue card, and they arrived at the 93rd floor. When they got out of the elevator however, they were met with guns pointed at them.
“Don’t move.” a guard said.
“Oh dear.” whimpered Gondour.
All of a sudden however, the windows smashed open, and a helicopter crashed through. “HOLY COW.” yelled Gondour. “HOW THE HELL DID A HELICOPTER GET HERE?”
There were bodies lying everywhere.
“Er, whoever sent it must be very stupid.” said OldBean.
A plane arrived nearby the window.
“Climb the rope and we’ll get the crates!” said a familiar voice.
“BODA!” yelled OldBean. He did not expect him to be alive still. “HOW THE BLOODY HELL…”
Boda shrugged. “Dunno.” he said. “I’ve been running from Zero for a while, ended up at the FBI too. With difficulty, with the troops everywhere in town and stuff. Anyway, we’ll take you to the Rooftops so you can use the door up there to get into the 94th floor. I’m sure there should be a spot somewhere in the room where you have to enter a password to use the elevator. You see, you can’t use key cards for the 94th floor. You need a password.”
“And all this time we thought we needed Card Keys…” whispered OldBean. “Anyway, we’ll get ‘em. What’s the password?”
“Dunno, but I doubt Contra would leave his men locked up in a room. Check the place.”
OldBean scanned the room, and found a piece of paper duct taped to a wall. It said “473747936905356878643394578329693785”.
“Some bloody long password.” complained OldBean.
“You need to enter it.” said Boda. OldBean entered the code, and moved all the crates to the rooftops and loaded the plane, with the help of some FBI workers in the plane.
“Lets go.” Gondour said. “I’ve barely had any food recently.”
“Will you just stop WHINING?” yelled back OldBean, who said right behind Gondour in the plane.
“Take off. We’re going to the FBI, now folks!” said Boda, and the plane took off. Electus was barely visible down at the very bottom of the building, but OldBean could still see him, waving his fist at them. |
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| Quote: | Chapter Thirteen, Attack
They landed straight in front of the FBI. The battle was still ensuing. A guard ran towards OldBean, but Gondour shot him down, and Boda used his powers to send him flying away.
“Well, that’s that. What we gonna do now?” asked OldBean.
“I thought you planned that out.” said Gondour.
“Well, for one thing, we can always finish the battle!” yelled Boda, and he charged into the FBI and used his powers to make enemies repeatedly bang themselves into walls, hopelessly running into each other. OldBean looked up, he saw something at the top of the building repeatedly changing colours. It was Zeromune, OldBean thought.
“Gotta go.” OldBean said, and he went off flying to the Roof tops. Once he landed, he was face to face with Zeromune.
“Now is the time for you all to die…” he said darkly. OldBean then started to wonder why he even flew up there. He just felt like it when he saw Zeromune. And then, he noticed, he just wanted to feel heroic. He didn’t even have a plan.
“You are all hopeless against me…” he ranted on. OldBean didn’t know what else to do. He tried to fly back to the bottom of the building, but Zeromune created a barrier, stopping OldBean from flying more closer. But then, a huge explosion was heard down below. OldBean suspected it was around about the 34th floor. Zeromune flew away from the building once again, and headed to another building top. He stared at OldBean, not even doing anything. OldBean, taking that Zeromune wouldn’t attack him, looked down below to see what was going on at the bottom. He noticed that there was a humongous gapping whole in the center of the building. Apparently, the explosion was very powerful.
“I shall take chance.” Zeromune said darkly, yet again, and he started firing energy balls at OldBean. He didn’t get hit, but he planned to fly away the next time he was to be attacked. OldBean’s mobile phone rang.
“FELLOW COMRADE BEAN.” a voice said. OldBean recognised it at once.
“MR. LEP! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!”
“Nope.” said Dennis. “When I woke up, I was at the FBI. Dunno how. Anyway, I was wondering what was going on, and I pressed a button to get out of the room. It opened the door but, the place exploded. It still hurts, but m’okay.”
OldBean then realised what the explosion was. Zeromune materialised a gigantic laser gun. “Time to die.”
OldBean decided to gaze further down, and he saw a bad sight. The Harriers that the FBI pilots were flying in went berserk. They started firing random shots everywhere.
“Damn!”
OldBean dodged a shot. He didn’t think things would be so bad. It couldn’t happen though, he couldn’t get hit. Everything would keep going, he knew it would, it always did. The many times he almost drowned in water, he survived.
“OldBean!” he heard in the mobile phone. It was Gabran. “GET THE HELL OUTTA THERE!”
OldBean did as instructed, dodging all the fire, and he lept down from the roof top, past the barrier Zeromune had made. When he was close enough to the ground though, he started flying, and landed safely onto the ground. |
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| Quote: | Chapter Fourteen, Rusted Wall
OldBean ran for it, and hid in a building, but a harrier started to head for his way, and he ran back to the entrance of the FBI, with the harrier crashed.
“Oh dear.”
OldBean noticed tanks coming to the FBI, with more harriers. FBI IB Special Forces were also getting ready for a attack. OldBean didn’t know how they could manage to dispose of Zeromune, with the battle in the building still ensuing. That wasn’t all though, men from the circus came, fire coming out of their mouths, preparing to burn someone with their entertaining tricks. Then there was the police heading their way, with stolen Contro Corporation weapons. When he saw the weapons though, he noticed that the FBI IB special forces were using the same weapons, from the crates he brought. And if he thought that was enough, he saw troops hiding in a sewer. This was war. And to add to the causes, there were C4s at almost every building he saw. He also saw Gabran, spraying around his “Sleep Tonic” at random passer-by’s. “Go to hell, good people or bad people! Hell do I care! Just eat my…pants?” he yelled. And then he saw Sephy, the Sephiroth look-alike. “Fear my power!” he said, and then he dived down from the building he was standing on top of, and he smashed head first into a FBI IB car. And then he also saw Mega-Crap, who also dived from a building, and smashed also, head first, not into a FBI car, but into the garbage dump, which incidentally had a C4 planted right next to it, which exploded. “THIS IS NOT THE END!” he yelled. “I AM MEGA-CRAPPY, AND I WILL HAVE MY DAY…oh wait, I‘m not mega crappy…”
Zeromune hovered to a bit to the edge of the building he was on.
“Attention, Zero!” a officer yelled. “Surrender now or…or…or…”
“Or say ‘or’? How pathetic.” and he transformed his arm into a gun. He fired away. OldBean couldn’t see anything until the smoke cleared out, and saw many destroyed tanks, and a slightly smoked up Sephy. “Do not underestimate me.” Zeromune said. “Dare attack me, and I’ll attack you.”
All of a sudden, the Special Forces popped up.
“Zeromune! Surrender and we will not attack! If not, you’re gonna get lasered badly.” said the leader, holding his laser gun.
“I was just about to say the same thing to you…” Zeromune said darkly, and he picked up his laser gun that was now on the floor with his other hand, and fired away. Now the entire place was smoked up, with the Special Forces retreating to the sewers, which were eventually flooded, but the Special Forces made their way back to the FBI anyway. OldBean used his mobile phone.
“’ey, Gondour.” said OldBean. “Make sure to make them laser Zeromune ON DARN SIGHT. WE ARE LOSING A ALREADY LOSING BATTLE HERE!”
“I am not Gondour.” said a familiar voice. It was Electus’ best man. “My name is Zacharos, and you’re going down.” And suddenly, a stolen harrier popped up nearby OldBean, which started to fire at him. He needed to take the harrier down somehow. He dodged the attacks by hiding behind a wall. He called Boda. “BODA, MAN! GET ME SOME SORT OF WEAPON TO ATTACK A HARRIER, OR GET SOMEONE TO DESTROY IT!”
No answer. He called Gabran.
“HEY, GIMME SOME WEAPONS TO DESTROY A HARRIER, OR GET SOMEONE TO DESTROY IT!”
No answer. But there was a reason for it as soon has he saw Gabran running around spraying Sleep Tonic at Special Forces. And so he called Dennis.
“’ey, I need weapons! Or can you destroy that harrier out there?!”
No answer. The signals were being blocked from the building somehow. And then he remembered, the carrot. He took off his top hat and threw the carrot out to the harrier.
“What the hell is this?!” wondered Zacharos. “Not the damn carrot again.’
“It bloody hell is!” yelled back OldBean. “Its gonna bloody block the signals to your corporation! No communications to them, eh?!”
While he was distracted, OldBean flew off towards the harrier, and went into it by crashing right through the glass. He pushed random buttons, while Zacharos struggled to push OldBean out. The harrier started firing away at random areas, hitting one of Gabran’s Sleep Tonics(“Oh no! Why my bottles?!). Eventually, OldBean hit the right button…several times. And incidentally he targeted Zeromune, and the missiles fired at him. His barrier was now destroyed, and he could be attack freely. |
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| Quote: | Chapter 15, Visit to the Underground
Zeromune’s shield was destroyed, and OldBean himself was surprised. All of a sudden Zacharos pushed OldBean out of the cockpit, and tried to run him over, but OldBean flew out of the way and the harrier ended up crashing into some building quite far away. Zeromune evidently noticed his barrier was gone, and started firing away randomly as to eliminate all threats he had, with both his gun arm and laser gun. In the end, the entire place looked like a junkyard. OldBean got a phone call.
“OldBean, come to the 100th Floor Basement! We got something interesting to tell you!” he heard Gondour say from the mobile phone. And so he took off for the FBI entrance, only to stop at about three quarters of the way, due to Zeromune firing around the entrance randomly, preventing him from entering.
“Sewer time.” sighed OldBean, and he took off to a manhole…only to be found with the fact that it was cemented over by Boda and his powers, to stop Contro troops getting into the building secretly.
“Well, that’s just nice now, isn’t it?” sighed OldBean. Zeromune apparently heard what Gondour said, despite being far away from OldBean. He started to fire rapidly at the sewer entrance. The cement was gone, and there was the manhole, which eventually also got destroyed by Zeromune.
“Go.” he said, and a surprised OldBean clambered in, only for Zeromune to use his power to cement the area again.
“Darn.” OldBean couldn’t do a thing, and this was probably going to finally be a one way trip to the FBI. And so he flew around the sewers, looking for the secret entrance into the FBI building, only to be met with Contro troops, waiting to strike.
“PUT YOUR FEATHERS UP, JACK-”
But before the soldier could finish off showing off his offensive hatred to OldBean, gunfire could be heard. And eventually a huge explosion could be heard, and the entire sewer ended up looking as if a gigantic bomb fell on it.
“Put your feathers up, for a great jackpot!” yelled OldBean, spotting the secret entrance to the FBI, though it was quite blown up now. All the Contro troops were unconscious. He proceeded through the entrance.
“OldBean, man! Where the hell were you?!” asked Gabran.
“Well, for a start, Mr. Zero-Donuts-Left-for-you helped me come here for some reason. Beats me, don’t ask.” OldBean added, seeing Dennis preparing for a question attack. They were now at the 100th floor Basement.
“Anyway, what did you want to tell me about?” asked OldBean.
“We are-” started Gondour, but Dennis interrupted.
“-going to tell you about Zeromune’s past.” |
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| Quote: | Chapter Sixteen, No History
OldBean looked around the room. He saw a computer screen flashing with the words ‘where is the salami?’.
“How the HELL…did you get that info?!” he demanded.
“Erm, we…umm…you know when we did some research on Zeromune about two months ago?” said Gabran.
“Like hell I do!” yelled OldBean. “What you got? How you get it?”
“Sewers.” grunted a nearby voice. “The very same place you found him.” replied Boda.
“What did you find-”
“OldBean, calm down! We know this is all exciting but we gotta keep our heads straight!” yelled Gondour across the table.
OldBean looked rather mad, and turned around, and saw something that lifted his emotions. Television…but Boda made a sound that sounded like a bird. “Bean! Listen up!”
“Anyway,” said Gabran. “We found in the sewers. Some documents stuffed out of sight. There was a bag hidden in that huge mess of one billion dollar checks. And yeah, you heard me, Contra didn’t go back for them in fear of Zeromune. Anyway, we brought some more checks with us, by the way.” he grinned, and OldBean laughed, but then said, “What about the bag? What documents?”
“The documents are highly, strictly, and all that, confidential.” whispered Boda. He seemed rather confused. “The documents were under full protection for some reason, but it ended up in a sewer junkyard somehow. The documents speak of a failed experiment at Contro Corporation.”
“WHAT?” burst out OldBean suddenly. “WHAT? Failed experiment…Zeromune?”
“Maybe.” said Gondour across the table yet again. “It might even be possible he stole the documents. And its VERY likely since HE was in the sewers too. That, and the document mentions him.”
“Then what is the whole ‘maybe’ thing about then?”
“Well,” said Dennis, lifting up one hand. “There was one experiment,” he ticked off his thumb , “there was another one,” he ticked his finger off, “and surprisingly, there was another one too.” he said, ticking off his middle finger. “Altogether, three.”
“This isn’t First Grade maths test, remember?” said Gondour, rolling his eyes.
“Shut up.” Dennis advised him, “or you’ll be down on the floor before you say-”
All of a sudden, a huge explosion was heard, and Gondour fell to the floor. He got back up on his seat and said, “Before I can say anything.” Boda laughed. OldBean and Gondour were expecting some sort of giant mechanical robot to break in and attack, but Gabran said, “Its just noise from the battle. We’re safe.”
“Anyway,” continued Dennis, “The first experiment, escaped.
“As do most experiments.” interrupted OldBean. Dennis glared. “Carry on!” OldBean said.
“Anyway, the second experiment went mad, destroyed areas rather close by the Contro Building-”
“That’ll be the the ruins of the Grand Universe building! And the Summeron Library, the Jaskel airport…” OldBean interrupted again. But Dennis didn’t react.
“Quite right, OldBean.” said Dennis. “There was also a major problem that occurred due to the madness of the experiment.”
“What?” asked OldBean.
Gondour laughed. “I forget to tell you that, they were all human. The experiments.”
“What’s so funny about that?” asked OldBean, confused.
“Well, erm, umm, I dunno. I have loads of reasons.”
OldBean continued to stare.
“Anyway,” continured Dennis once more, “ the big chaos that occurred was…well…a giant explosion that ripped up the entire area. I think the blast even affected the Great Wall of China. Surprising, eh? That the blast which did not harm US harmed the WALL?”
“I don’t get it…” said OldBean, but then…“Hey! Wait! The experimental barrier shield!”
“Exactly.” said Boda. “Back then in 3001, the experimental barrier shield was in test phase. It created a protective barrier…well duh…and anyway, it protected the area ranging from your house, to the Contro Building.”
“What? My house? Am I connected to Contro?” asked OldBean, stunned.
“Hell no, my man. It was just a coincidence. Anyway, the barrier wasn’t working so well, and apparently the experiment from Contro escaped at that time too, and went berserk, and fired at the barrier. The barrier deflected and reflected everything the test experiment did to it, which ended up injuring it. That, and it escaped somewhere. And umm…it didn’t get only the great wall of China. There was also the Granus Mountain. Some really scientific dude made this fake crystal that was for April fools, but it went to the extreme by actually injuring the person who would take it. Yes,” answered Boda to OldBean’s amazed look. “That was the crystal we took. It wasn’t a trap planned by Zeromune at all. Anyway, no one actually ever found it, because no one even actually knew about it…until that unfortunate moment when we got hit about four hours ago.”
“Hard to believe that it was four hours since you guys went down. Ruined China and Inner Beanland is rather far apart.” said Gondour.
“That’s not all. Lets not give China the glory of damage,” said Gabran, “There was also the ruins of Paris, Rome, and all that. Bloody hell anyone survived that. No one really died.”
“Wow.” OldBean was surprised he never actually heard anything about this, but then he remembered that he went to the museum in South Langarico.
“That and…” Boda paused.
“That and what?” asked OldBean.
“It created…some sort of portal, all the energy! Magic may not seem to exist, but you’ve seen Zeromune do it! That, and the portal!”
“Where did it lead?” asked OldBean yet again.
“Some shiny, sparkly sort of fairy tale looking place. Except the crystals, statues, gargoyles more commonly, can harm you. That and the place was deserted. The portal closed some time later, everyone left the dreaded place in time.”
“Any research on the place?” asked OldBean, yet once again.
“OldBean, you’re full of questions aren’t you?” sighed Gondour. “Anyway, yes. We researched it, and so did the people back then, duh. No leads though. No rip in space or any of that scientific nonsense apparently though. Scientists couldn’t get at it all. Neither could we.”
“Any leads on the experiment?” asked OldBean. “And what happened to the first?”
“All this research concludes one of those two may have been Zeromune, but I doubt it. Why would he run? He was strong. That, and he wouldn’t just go bonkers yelling, ‘my mummy wouldn’t buy me Ice-Cream.’” said Gondour.
‘Well said there, Gondour. “ said OldBean. “The third?”
“In that case, its even more probable for Zeromune to be the third. The third doesn’t have anything. Anything. All the documents are like, burnt up in crisps.” said Dennis, and he spilt out some ashes from a nearby cup. “Uh huh. The ashes were in the document when they could have been tossed away. They must really love torturing the thieves that steal from them.”
“Them?” OldBean’s head was swirling. He was very much confused now.
“Contro Corporation.” answered Boda. “And while we’re on the subject of Contro, nearby the building is a monument to the great chaos the second experiment caused. It apparently says, ‘The first will descend, the second will join, and the third will ascend.’ Sounds rather fishy even though it’s a monument, if you ask me. I’m willing to bet its about the three experiments.”
It was now OldBean’s turn to speak. “Why did Zeromune let me come here though? I think we can get started on that topic now!”
“He might have been the third, and he, for some unknown reason, wants you to know about the mysteries surrounding the experiments at Contro.”
“Hey, wait…”wondered Gondour, “…how did he know you were going to come here?”
“I think he heard me somehow, with his powers and all.” shrugged OldBean. “Any other ideas?”
“Nope. But he must somehow be related, or he wants us to put a stop to whatever is about to happen. But I’m sure, whatever happens next, after its done, he’ll target us for some other reason.” said Gabran.
Another bang was suddenly heard. OldBean was curious to was what going to happen next, following the explosion.
“Anyway, but about the part about ‘Zeromune’s History’?”
“Oh, that? We deduced that the only reason that he was in the sewer that was apparently very close by your house was because there was some sort of power source there. And the reason Contra was there was because of the same reason, he came to investigate the events that occurred about six years ago. Rather amusingly, for some reason, he brought with him large sums of money and Zeromune attacked him. All the better for us.” grinned Gondour. “Anyway, after that, Contra ran for it, and Zeromune remained, and eventually he attacked you. And then, Contro came to investigate the scene after Zeromune had left, and he met you, and that’s about it.”
“What the hell was that about, money exchange rates and all?!” asked OldBean impatiently, wanting to know the truth. He needed to know the truth.
“Oh, when we arrived, their business there was done. They just discussed some business issues and blah, blah, blah in the end. Nothing else.”
“Still, what the hell does that have to do with his history?!”
Gabran sighed.
“We’re getting to that. How did the document get in the sewer? Contra wouldn’t have brought it along.”
Silence.
There was another explosion, and this time, it effected the room they were in. Even though they were deep in the 100th floor, it wasn’t helping. The tables cracked and all the people sitting on the chairs fell off, and the wall behind Gondour cracked open. Apparently, the wall was actually a secret entrance, which had been used by the wrong person.
“Show time, folks.”
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It was the same man that OldBean and Contro Corporation had arrested previously. He was armed, ready to attack them all…with a stick in his backpack.
“Gimme all your money!” he yelled at OldBean. And then he noticed the computer on a desk nearby and added in, “And all your internets!” Gondour whispered to Boda and said, “Get the fake ready, and make sure the moron doesn’t make more use of that lame term, the ‘internets’.”
The man looked more different now. He looked rather much like a complete idiot. He had obviously tried to make himself look tough and disguised himself, using make up and a torn circus outfit.
“Well mate,” said OldBean, “If you ever feel like wanting to use the little boys room, you’re certainly allowed, considering its overflowing right now.”
“’an the ‘ell do I want want with a damn toilet?” he asked rudely. “Gimme all ya’ money!” At this, he drew out the stick which was in his backpack, and as he did so, Boda took out a fake Dark Blade and charged at him.
“ARGH!” he yelled, as Boda was getting nearer, “Get ‘im out, he’s trying to kill me, and he’s not afraid ta’ do it!”
“Neither are we, nutcase.” Gondour said, rolling his eyes.
“Don’ you go roundin’ on me, sonny Jim!” said the man, looking at Gondour, but then he looked back at Boda who had stopped halfway, and he was now trying not to keep the ‘so deadly sword’ in his view, but he could not. And so, he looked at Gabran.
“Gimme all ya medicinal…medicinal…medicinal crap. JUST GIVE IT ALL TA ME!”
“And what are you planning to do, sell them all for ‘profit’?” laughed Gabran.
“’en the bloody ‘ell with you folks,” the man said, and then he looked at Dennis.
“You,” he said. “You look look like that ol’ Mr. Gumblus from that Mernia poster that ‘em old nutheads at that science lab excavated.”
“Oh geez,” said OldBean, rolling his eyes. He sighed. “How did you get away from Contro Building?”
“Well, all I can say is that this giant thing that looked like a giant toe crashed into tha’ building, an’ I got tha’ free run!”
“The Hind D.” OldBean rolled his eyes. It had saved his life, but had also saved a worthless persons life as well. “And you’re here for? The little boys room? You can go, and remember, its overflowing! And pay us Two Dollars for it too!”
“Whaddya’ say!?” said the man, getting up. He had just fallen over a chair. “What I say I was ‘ere for?! I WANT YO MONEY!”
Dennis yawned. “Rats ass. Very funny, considering what you’ll do to us isn’t as painful as what we’ll do to you. But we can pay you if you do something for us.”
OldBean blinked.
“What?”
“Shut up.” said Dennis, and now he started talking to the man again. “What is your name?”
“I got no name!” he yelled back. Gondour could clearly be seen in a corner of the room, with a laptop. He was playing a internet poker game out of boredom.
“Nonsense, crackpot old wrong doer! And you thought ‘I’ was the naïve one…”
“I’m telling ya, I got no name!” he said once again.
“SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT, UP!” burst out Gabran suddenly. He too, had taken to a laptop, player Internet Checkers. “I NEED CONCENTRATION!”
“And you also need some more CONSTIPATION!” yelled back Dennis.
“Oh geez, CAN’T WE ALL SHUT UP?” burst out OldBean as well.
Silence. Boda had not said a thing. He yawned as well.
“Seriously, dudes. Want some teamwork going on around here? Why don’t you just go and play some internet team games like…oh wait, I can’t think of any.”
Silence.
“Well, I’ll be goin’ now an’ all…” said the man, but Boda used his Gontrix powers to make him fall over.
“You won’t be going anytime soon.”
“An’ I thought I was the idiot!”
“Okay, what is your name? No lies, talk.”
“Okay, okay, okay! And Mrs. Jakso’ll kill me…”
“What?” s******ed OldBean, thinking up a rather funny idea. “Your name is ‘Mr and Mrs Jakso?”
“HELL NO, MAN! MARRIAGE, BLOODY HELL…”
“Talk already or fear the wraith of my…blade?” said Boda.
“Okay, okay! I’ll talk!” said the frightened man.
“Oh geez .” Yawned Gondour.
“Oh geez.” said Dennis, rolling his eyes. “Everyone here won’t stop saying ‘Oh Geez’. AND NO ONE WILL STOP YAWNING!”
“Denny, the way you talk, you almost make us seem like clowns.” said OldBean.
“Anyway, ma’ name is Zerf Yodel!” the man said. Silence.
“Yodel? That makes a familiar sound…” wondered Boda. “Yodeli…”
“DON’T MAKE THAT SOUND!” said Zerf, covering his eyes. “I’m very sensitive about it!”
“Usually when people say that, they cover their ears.” said Gondour, gazing up from his laptop. “Oh crap! I’m losing! Gotta act fast…”
“I thought you were playing poker?” asked Dennis from the other far side of the room.
“Eh, I went onto that website of that famous talk show, Ask Mr. Cuddlebear.”
“Cuddlebear…” s******ed Dennis. OldBean whispered to Boda.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Boda cleared his throat. “Mr. Yodel?” Dennis laughed uncontrollably.
“Wha?”
“Wanna join our FBI?” asked Boda.
Zerf looked offended. “Job opportunity?! Hell no, mate. I live out in ye’ streets and live using stealth, I have to eat stuff from out there and…”
“Stealth, you say?” wondered Boda. “Hmm…wouldn’t you like to join? We’ll pay you, and no payment required to join and all that.”
Zerf looked curious to find out more about this wonderful opportunity. Boda barely had time to mention all the other finer parts about it.
“I’ll take it, mate! I need the money for that new thing they call the Binel Deluxe!”
“Good. Your mission is to…sneak into Contro Corporation, steal more weapons for us, bring ‘em all here.”
“What, to take down Zero?!” said OldBean. “He saved my life!”
“Why though?” said Gondour, looking up again. “We’re not gonna attack him yet, its just a necessary precaution.”
“Oh, okay. What you feel about the job?” OldBean asked Zerf.
“BLOODY HELL, Contro? That’s the easy place ever! All the air ducts may be monitored, but I can confuse the system with ‘em chaff grenades. Then there are those lame soldiers! Just knock one of them out and steal their clothes! Bah! That, and the fact they were helmets for some reason help out a whole lot too! No one can see your damnit face, and…”
“Okay, okay, we get the point!” yelled OldBean. “Just get your arse down there!”
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“Er, what we do now?” asked OldBean.
“Well, you’re the boss…” shrugged Dennis.
The usual silence began. The room was rather ‘busted up’ now.
“Aw, damn!” said Gondour in dismay. “I lost!”
“Eh?” said Dennis. “I thought you were cuddling Mr. Cuddle-”
“Nah.” yawned Gondour, yet again. “Poker is better. I lost my money.”
Everyone else laughed.
“Anyway, Boda.” said OldBean, turning around. “You sounded like you had another plan up your…your…sleeve…”
“Eh? This?” Boda took out a set of playing cards out of his sleeve.
“GIMME!” And soon, Gondour was wrestling the cards out of Boda’s hands.
“Gimme back!” and Boda started wrestling the cards back from Gondour.
“Please, gentlepeople, we are trying to talk.” said OldBean smoothly. They all shut up.
“I’ll have my cards back, thank you.” sneered Boda, and he indeed got his cards back. “Anyway, plan is, something I’m not gonna tell you about.”
“Eh?” OldBean was surprised. “Why not?”
“Suspense has its good sides.” he frowned, and then said, “Hey, why is Moo keeping quiet?” They gazed deeply at Gabran, who seemed to be muttering randomly to himself.
“Ninety-nine sixties, fourteenth quarter, Six point eight…”
“Gone insane.” cracked up Gondour. “I knew he wasn’t all there.”
“Three…two…one…”
As many things that were quite strange happened to them, OldBean expected Gabran to throw a ticking time bomb at Gondour. However, Gabran continued.
“Zero…Negative one…Negative two…Negative three…”
“Um, first he was randomly saying mathematical blah, now he’s…ticking away?” Dennis was completely confused.
“Eh, what?” said Gabran, looking up at them. “Wassup!?!?”
“Yup.” Gondour continued to laugh. “He IS a little cuckoo in the head…hey, lets go back to Year One Literature tests! Dr. Moo felt bad.”
“Something ain’t right.” said Boda, gazing at Gabran. “He doesn’t talk this much mathematically…”
“’ey, Moo.” OldBean said, proposing a fake greeting to Gabran. “Welcome to the land of the loony bin! Please insert your ticket in this box over here, and you’re all set to try out all of the crazy adventures!”
Gabran looked up at OldBean specifically this time. “Zat is a OWL!”
“Somebody, go steal some of his Luck Potions.” OldBean commanded, and he kicked Gabran as he said it.
“Why?” they all asked, excluding Gabran.
“Just do it.”
A few moments later, Dennis came back with some of Gabran’s luck Potions, and forced him to drink it. Gabran went, in OldBean’s mind, ‘bonkers’. He yelled random speeches.
“MESA LOVSA CHOCALATA!”
“There, this…cow. Mad cow. Fat cow.” said Gondour, pointing a Gabran. “Is he…umm….as an insult….a cow?”
Everyone snorted. Gabran suddenly said, “BWAAAAAAAAAAAGH! KING LUFIO LOVES US!”
“Barking mad.” Boda shook his head rather mischievously. He seemed to be on the point of laughing, but this went unnoticed by everyone except OldBean.
“You did something to him?”
“Er, nope.” Boda grinned. “Just wanted to make everyone say ‘BODA DID IT!”
“Erm, whatever.” replied OldBean. But he couldn’t help noticing that Boda was still grinning. He seemed to look as if he was doing a TV commercial.
“It’s nothing. Really. I just can’t help remembering when Gabran made a hole in his bed somehow, and he fell through it.” he grinned harder. “And apparently his dog was under the bed. It was have been a painful experience, once the dog found out who attacked him.”
“Anyway, send Gabran to Zeromune. Now.” said OldBean.
“WHAT?!” everyone, except Gabran, yet again, cried.
“You heard me.”
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“Barking, howling mad.” OldBean could hear Gondour saying as he went into the lift. When the lift door shut, however, Gondour couldn’t get out. Both he and Gabran were shut in. This went unnoticed.
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After about five minutes, OldBean said, “Its taking that bloke a friggin’ long time, alright. He’d be back by now. You think he noticed whether or not that it wasn’t a real elevator?” he could make out distant sounds of doors slamming shut, but then he noticed, that the attack above had stopped. But a ever louder sound was heard, and it was coming from the auto locked fake elevator. Gondour had apparently decided to climb up the emergency hatch in the elevator, not knowing that he was about to be ‘swamped’.
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All was quiet. Gondour had not returned. “I’m checking it out.”
OldBean walked towards the fake elevator. A flashing orange light was on the panel next to it. OldBean stared at it.
“It appears the guy has gone home to mummy, who is apparently fixing the front door.” he sighed. “Gondour has taken the bait. He climbed up the emergency hatch and is probably on the 99th floor basement now.”
“OldBean, how the hell can you have one hundred basements?” asked Dennis.
“Oh, the rooms are smaller as they go.” whistled OldBean. “But this room is the largest.” But then he turned to Boda and said, “You’re confusing me. What plans do you have? What about the weapons? WHY THE HELL IS GABRAN NUTS?”
“Never mind for now.” said Boda. “We’re just gonna wait for Yodeli-”
A man named Zerf walked through the entrance the busted wall had hidden. He was back, happy and alive. But he didn’t look at all pleased that much.
“’oo said that?” he asked.
“Never mind, what you have?” asked back OldBean.
Zerf frowned. “Well, the top assasins ‘ave gorn an’ took all ‘em weapons. They’re heading towards a ruined building for some reason.” but then he smiled. “I got some documents, though! I heard you lot talking about some science experiment, and I’ve gorn and got more documents!”
OldBean pushed his way through Boda and Dennis and grabbed the files Zerf, and put them all laid out onto the table, and most apparently, opened them.
“I believe tha’ some sort of payment was in order?” asked a impatient Zerf.
“Oh, just take the sack.” Boda shoved a one hundred dollar note towards Zerf, along with the sack they found with the previous documents. “You can put all your payments in there.” And then, they all gathered around the documents.
Excitement flooded the room.
“Which should we read first?” asked OldBean, staring weakly at the numbers on the documents. There was 004, 005, 006, 007, 009, and 011. 010 was missing. He sighed and said to Zerf, “Its always the most common number that goes missing. Where is 010?”
“Tha’ was all I could find.” Zerf scratched his head. “There weren’t any other documents there, see? I got to scan the entire building. Everyone in the building went to da’ ruined building.”
A wrecked area wasn’t in the concern of the trio at the moment. They were all staring at the documents.
“Which one should we read first?” asked OldBean.
“Obviously, the one which says ‘004’. We already have 001, 002, and 003.”
And so they all read from the document.
pg.1
The three experiments being worked on at Contro Corporation were based off the ones at Lufio Corporation.
A ruined building that looked similarily like Contro Corporation came into OldBean’s mind. Was the building the troops were heading to, in fact, Lufio? And then he remembered that Gabran yelled out something about Lufio. Was that part just gibberish? But then OldBean thought, nah, he was just recalling stuff he heard about, nothing special.
The experiments were called
It was obvious that all four of them had stopped reading at this point. “If the name Zeromune is in here, all our dreams will come true!” said Dennis.
Zorolos, Serenel, and the legendary
They all held their breath.
Tech Armour.
“That’s it?” said Boda weakly. “Just a tech armour..?”
It was apparent that Zerf was just reading along with them with pure boredom, but yet found the facts amazing, even if he didn’t understand them, for he was all of a sudden looking like the crook he was.
“Don’t give up hope just yet, I guess. We’re not done yet.” said Boda, and they continued to read.
Something in Zorolos mind snapped through one of the experiments on him. He went chaotic, blasting everything in his way to smithereens. He was at last, apprehended by the legendary hero Zeromune.
Dennis practically fell off his chair. OldBean hooted loudly and accidentally ended banging his own head on the desk, his beak hurting. Boda however, was left to himself and his imagination, saying, “But our information says he disappeared…maybe I misunderstood the text.”
But OldBean and Dennis’ mind were concentrated on the single name, Zeromune. It didn’t piece together with what they had seen of the legend. They read it again. The paper definitely said, ‘legendary hero’. It even more didn’t make sense with it saying Zorolos was defeated by Zeromune. The information they had told them that Zorolos had been wrecked by one of his attacks being reflected back at him. But they hadn’t finished reading yet, so they couldn’t just come to conclusions.
Zeromune defeated Zorolos by a simple tact of reflecting his attacks back at him. He took advantage at this tactic using another experiment. This experiment, however, was being developed by Lufio Corporation.
So, the barrier wasn’t created by Contro, it was created by Lufio…
The experimental barrier was stil in testing phase. However, it had great strength and power. So powerful it deflects even the strongest force directed at it. The barrier ranged from the house of a citizen living in Breathlight, to the Contro Corporation building. Lufio and Contro had strong ties, and so, the barrier was connect to them. However, the resident of the house was on holiday, and therefore, Lufio took this as a chance to end the barrier there. The owner of the house, if he or she ever found out, couldn’t complain either way, since their house would have been protected either way. However, the technology at Lufio was stronger than the technology at Contro. Zeromune used this deflecting power against Zorolos, who was currently charging a shot. When he fired away, however, he got a blast of his own might. He disappeared that day, but sources tell that he is still out there somewhere. Zeromune, however, ever since this long battle, decided to take a well earned rest, and took up a job at Lufio. His job was to eliminate all threats that could harm the world, but he didn’t do any serious battles. He was still seriously injured from the battle.
“And he took refuge in a toilet?” said OldBean, awestruck.
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Gondour was now in the 99th floor. He looked around. He appeared to be in some sort of swamp, which somehow ended up in the room. He looked at Gabran, who suddenly reverted to normal.
“Eh, wha? When, and how, and why are we…”
But then he was Gondour, lighting up a match, and he threw it to the other side of the room.
“You never know what dangers are over there, you know.” winked Gondour at Gabran.
“Yeah, well, you’re creating the very danger you’re speaking of! THERE IS A OIL CAN THERE!”
“Oh crap.”
The fire was spreading everywhere in the room, and Gondour grabbed Gabran and ran towards the door at the other side of the room, apparently unaware of the fire.
“NUTCASE, THE FIRE IS THERE!”
“Well, better burned then burned for eternity!”
“BUT THE SWAMP-”
Too late, Gondour had stepped in. With the combined weight of Gabran, the two started sinking into the water. Gondour just realised he was previously on a portable island.
“Noooo…”
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A slight ‘bump’ was heard on the ceiling. OldBean gazed up. He didn’t see anything, and therefore continued reading.
Serenel, however, was a different case. The news released on Crazy News plainly said ‘the crazy experiment escaped from the crazy lunatics! NOW THAT’S CRAZY!’ But the real news however was that Serenel hadn’t just escaped, but also took a walking battle machine that was…gigantic. There was no other word for it. The destructive walking battle tank, or machine, was named Chaos. It did not even look close to a machine. It was shaped as a toy human like rat. It looked real. Only it wasn’t real enough to fool people into believing it was a giant. The machine had nuclear launch capabilities, and itself also had a barrier. The machine had machine guns as well, as well as laser guns. It was armed to the ‘teeth’. If any missile headed towards its face, the laser gun inside the ‘nose’ of the machine would destroy it all. No damage taken too, courtesy of the barrier. It was controlled by the use of the control room inside the beast. However, should prove necessary, the machine can also be used manually instead of being put on the ‘auto’ mode. Despite its weight, it can jump to high areas. This comes to a disadvantage however, the battle machine can be damaged heavily by falling onto a hard platform from high areas.
This time, Boda noticed the other ‘bump’ sound from the ceiling. He wanted to check out what was going on, but he remained silent, reading along with everyone else.
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Instead of drowning to their deaths, Gondour and Gabran ended up in yet another room. Slightly confused as to how they stopped drowning, they both decided to continue to the other side of the new room to open the door. But this time, they were confronted by Giacomo, the top mercenary and best man of OldBean FBI.
“State your purpose.” he said.
“STATE MY PURPOSE!?” Gondour effectively yelled out so much that the two soldiers standing beside Giacomo covered their ears. “EXCUSE ME?! I’M THE FRIEND OF OLDBEAN!”
“Name?” Giacomo asked lazily.
“Gondour. Mayor Alfred Gondour.” said Gondour.
The two soldiers snorted.
“Sorry but we need more proof than that.” replied Giacomo. “OldBean gave us strict orders-”
But Gondour had had it.
“WHAT?! We’ve been locked up in an elevator! We’ve been stranded on a portable island! And now we’re being confronted by special FBI top secret-ops Sumo Wrestlers! Do you think we seriously still require IDENTIFICATION!?”
“Yes, indeed.”
Gondour rushed for one of the soldiers, who was clearly enjoying Gondour’s annoyance, and grabbed one of his guns. He then instantly pushed Giacomo to the wall, and grabbed the other soldiers gun. The two soldiers and Giacomo, although cornered, were grinning madly. Gondour pointed the guns at them.
“LET US PASS AND WE’LL PAY YOU CHOCOLATE!”
Giacomo shook his head. “My friend, the guns are not loaded.”
Gabran looked terrified, but Gondour yelled, “Out with it! Don’t worry, its just a enemy tactic!”
“As you can see, I’m too injured to attack you, and my men are unarmed. You are safe to check if the guns are not loaded. Go on.”
Gondour check the guns. Apparently, they were indeed, not loaded.
“ITS NOT LOADED!”
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It was all still quite. Zerf was just examining the area. The three were still reading.
The machine was developed by Contro Corporation, which is the same area in which Serenel escaped. She has yet to be sighted.
The Tech Armour however, was the armour that the legendary Zeromune wore. It was dark red. But since the battle against Zorolos, the Tech Armour has disappeared for some reason, and Zeromune was since then seen only wearing a dark blue cloak, and the infamous Tech Armour Helmet, which was still the usual Dark red. It is unknown what he wears underneath, but it is assumed he still has the Tech Armour Plate Body, seeing as only the platelegs were found. What he wears for legs however, is more protective than the Tech Armour. The armour he wears is a historical item, at least, a part of it. Since it is also Dark red, this does not interfere with his colouring. It is called the Galactasol.
At this, the document 004 ended.
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Gondour was now holding two unloaded guns. He was done for.
“Oh geez. Fine then. Identification.” and he handed over his I.D. card for the OldBean FBI IB.
“Authorized.” Giacomo said. “What are you doing down here, Alfred? Moo?”
“Oh, OldBean told me to bring Gabran to Zeromune, but I took the fake elevator.”
Giacomo shook his head. Gabran looked simply terrified.
“The Adventures of Alfred Gondour, the dim-witted Mayor.” Giacomo sighed. “You are going to have to brave all the ninety-nine basement floors now, I’m afraid. If you seriously didn’t get past the swamp…well, you’re done for.”
“Then how are YOU going to get out?!” yelled Gondour.
Giacomo sighed.
“I’ve been through many training sessions, believe me. I too, am going to brave these areas. Excellent training ground, if you’re truly advanced.”
Gabran was still terrified.
“Why hand me to Zeromune?”
“Oh don’t worry.” Gondour rolled his eyes. “I’m sure Bean has some good ‘old’ plans ready.”
Giacomo walked to his two accompanies. He said something that Gondour could not hear, and rather quickly, they ended up at the door, and went past it, shutting the door behind.
“Follow.” Giacomo said.
“Wait! How did I stop drowning?!” yelled back Gondour. No answer. It seemed that even he who helped create the building didn’t know it all. Gondour followed Giacomo, with Gabran tagging after him. With them following Giacomo, all they had to do was run, and they eventually ended up at the 43rd floor basement after tons of weird areas, consisting of caves and swimming areas, and other things. It was unbelievable. With Giacomo, they ended up at the 43rd floor without a problem. The 43rd floor basement didn’t look remotely like a basement at all. It looked like most of the other rooms they had seen. Caves. Water. Traps. And far away, there was a door.
“Behind that door,” Giacomo said, “Is the entrance back to the first floor.”
“Why didn’t you just put a emergency exit right at the 99th floor?!” asked Gondour, scandalised.
“We thought all major people at the FBI knew all the traps.” Giacomo said, looking at Gondour with a smile. “Apparently you were too dumb to notice that the elevator was fake.”
They reached the door, and climbed out. And thus, Gondour finally escaped, his very own adventure, ending here, no matter how short it seemed.
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