10-05-2021, 21:01:40 PM
The Spymaster calls in, very suddenly, as this revelation is made, and as the two "graduates" reappear.
You know, I'm not sure whether it speaks more to my skills at deception, or your willingness to buy what I had to say...
There's the sound of sirens in the distance.
But I'm really quite shocked you never thought too far beyond what you uncovered for this long. Not that that matters now, of course. I've already sent the order. None of you were ever spy material. But you get a call from the caller, you listen, and when the caller asks you to use your network to set up a quote unquote "murdergame", you'd better do that. I don't particularly care if you understand. But the issue is, I can't have you compromising my network by surviving. This, I'm sure, you do understand.
There sirens are getting closer.
Now, as I'm sure you've figured out, you never worked for me. I rounded you up off the streets. Erase months of memories? HA! That was the thing I was sure you'd NEVER buy. But you did. You lost maybe a day, and I just dumped you in an apartment building. Good thing I've got a multicentimillionaire on my side, right? Else I'd never have been able to get those drugs so easily. Anyway, Lindsey is one of mine, and Lindsey's three subordinates along with Lindsey themself should be able to clean you right up. As for your "Graduated" friends, I KNEW splitting up the pair would make them not recognize what was happening... even if they did eventually escape and kill some goons. Goodbye, "Agents". You won't be alerting the feds to my presence. Not that they could find me anyway. You know nothing about me, and they don't either. *KZZHTTK*
The transmission ends, and a police cruiser pulls up to the park, and three officers get out of the back and passenger seats... Then, a familiar individual in full riot gear gets out of the driver's seat.
HELL YEAH! You're a stain on this city, and you're about to get BLEACHED! LET'S GO, GUYS! Surround them!
The one-liner isn't great, but that probably doesn't matter, as Clara Corey Meitner is armed, and no less deadly. However [1]: It seems that the communication frequency chosen for the crew coming for you happens to be the same as the Spymaster's channel to you. You can hear everything being said between the four leaders coming for you.
One of you needs to patrol around the outside roads, block their escape. Romero, don't do that, you lurk in ambush to get them if they try to leave towards 1 or 4. Seko, you keep the police coming, cut off their north, east, and south escape, while your tank guy goes around the inner circle. I'll call in the target's positions if you lose them. We can't let them get out alive. If the feds fight us, kill them, and I can fix the problems that'll create later. AND IF ANY OF YOU TRY DESERTING, ONE OF THE OTHERS, KILL THEM, OR I'LL GET YOU BOTH MYSELF.
Lindsey has apparently been released, and is leading the hunters.
You know, I'm not sure whether it speaks more to my skills at deception, or your willingness to buy what I had to say...
There's the sound of sirens in the distance.
But I'm really quite shocked you never thought too far beyond what you uncovered for this long. Not that that matters now, of course. I've already sent the order. None of you were ever spy material. But you get a call from the caller, you listen, and when the caller asks you to use your network to set up a quote unquote "murdergame", you'd better do that. I don't particularly care if you understand. But the issue is, I can't have you compromising my network by surviving. This, I'm sure, you do understand.
There sirens are getting closer.
Now, as I'm sure you've figured out, you never worked for me. I rounded you up off the streets. Erase months of memories? HA! That was the thing I was sure you'd NEVER buy. But you did. You lost maybe a day, and I just dumped you in an apartment building. Good thing I've got a multicentimillionaire on my side, right? Else I'd never have been able to get those drugs so easily. Anyway, Lindsey is one of mine, and Lindsey's three subordinates along with Lindsey themself should be able to clean you right up. As for your "Graduated" friends, I KNEW splitting up the pair would make them not recognize what was happening... even if they did eventually escape and kill some goons. Goodbye, "Agents". You won't be alerting the feds to my presence. Not that they could find me anyway. You know nothing about me, and they don't either. *KZZHTTK*
The transmission ends, and a police cruiser pulls up to the park, and three officers get out of the back and passenger seats... Then, a familiar individual in full riot gear gets out of the driver's seat.
HELL YEAH! You're a stain on this city, and you're about to get BLEACHED! LET'S GO, GUYS! Surround them!
The one-liner isn't great, but that probably doesn't matter, as Clara Corey Meitner is armed, and no less deadly. However [1]: It seems that the communication frequency chosen for the crew coming for you happens to be the same as the Spymaster's channel to you. You can hear everything being said between the four leaders coming for you.
One of you needs to patrol around the outside roads, block their escape. Romero, don't do that, you lurk in ambush to get them if they try to leave towards 1 or 4. Seko, you keep the police coming, cut off their north, east, and south escape, while your tank guy goes around the inner circle. I'll call in the target's positions if you lose them. We can't let them get out alive. If the feds fight us, kill them, and I can fix the problems that'll create later. AND IF ANY OF YOU TRY DESERTING, ONE OF THE OTHERS, KILL THEM, OR I'LL GET YOU BOTH MYSELF.
Lindsey has apparently been released, and is leading the hunters.
I am the They who says it!