Dino Attack: At War's End

[PeabodySam]

that guy, I'd say Rex is his name, bestowed upon him by a pilot and Frank Einstein in HTTYML. I don't think he ever had an actual name prior to that, being a T-Rex.

OOC: Just confirming that this is correct. Additionally, a plot point I wished to develop but never had the time to do so was the idea that non-mutant dinosaurs do not normally have names (Chompy, of course, being an exception since he was named by Frozeen). This would have tied into the differences between non-mutants and mutants.IC: Rex and Amanda traded glances. They were now waiting at the door to Specs’s office. The last time they were here, it was the most secure room in Dino Attack Headquarters. Now, it seemed more intimidating than a XERRD fortress.Grimly, Rex nodded to Amanda. Without knocking, she reached out and opened the door.Specs sat at his desk, looking down at some paperwork and scratching his head. He raised his eyes as Rex and Amanda entered. Clearing his throat, Specs stood and muttered, “Rex, it was fairly obvious to me back in the hospital wing that you were lying.”Rex coughed, and behind him Amanda understood the cue. “What is it that makes you so certain of this?” Rex raised an eyebrow.“It was in your tone,” explained Specs. “You were clearly holding something back, and in doing so you were directly defying orders. You know very well who this traitor is, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say so in front of Frozeen and Greybeard. Perhaps now will be different.”“You think I’m trying to protect the identity of the mole?” frowned Rex.Specs cleared his throat. “I never said that. But, I believe you are hiding something important, hoping that you may protect someone’s reputation and even, perhaps, the team’s morale. We shall deal with this quietly and privately, Rex. No one will know. I am sorry, Rex, but what must be done must be done. Now tell me who the traitor is. That is an order.”Rex’s mind raced. Specs’s order came as a threat, but Rex did not know how. If Rex tried to back out, that might give Specs some sort of perverted satisfaction… or move to more aggressive methods. If Rex openly admitted that he knew Specs’s true identity in front of Amanda, Specs could do whatever he wished to her to ensure that Rex remained the only witness, and Rex could not let that happen. What sort of sick sadistic pleasure was Specs finding from this ultimatum?Stalling for time, Rex murmured, “Well, you see, Specs, your methods are most… err, concerning, you might say. This, I am afraid, puts me in a dilemma, an ultimatum, a point of no return, as some might call it. Converging such information and revealing it to all who stand in this room, even now, with only a few people to witness what happens in this room once said information is converged, I am afraid, puts us in a situation where you may think you may have dominant control, be the alpha male, the leader of the pack, and whatever you say goes and nobody questions it…”Specs narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about…?” Then, Specs felt something grab at his wrist. He tried to turn around but it was too late: his hands had been cuffed behind his back by Amanda Claw, who had slowly and silently slinked around Specs’s office to position herself behind his chair. “What is the meaning of this?” demanded Specs.“I am sorry, Specs,” echoed Rex ironically, “but what must be done must be done.”“I hoped I was wrong,” hissed Specs. “I prayed that it wouldn’t be either of you. But it is all too clear now, and I cannot ignore this deliberate act of betrayal, Rex. This pains me. Here we are, so close to the final battle against XERRD, and you endanger Dino Attack Team’s morale in a way that cannot be reversed!”“I am not a fool,” declared Rex, “and I will not damage our team’s morale by revealing the truth. You may even be remembered as a great hero who mysteriously disappeared, Specs. But for now, I cannot allow you to act as XERRD’s mole any longer. Because of you, seven innocent agents lie dead, and two more have placed themselves and others in danger to protect themselves from you.”“You cannot be serious,” Specs gritted his teeth. “You are accusing me of being the mole?”“Don’t act as though you don’t know what I’m talking about!” snapped Rex. “You let me see you when you killed Soldier and Heavy so that I ma-”“I am not the traitor, Rex!” Specs spoke with such authority and certainty, Rex almost believed him. Then, Specs was silent for a moment. At last, he murmured, “But why would you accuse me of being the mole in private if you wish to protect my reputation, might I inquire? It simply isn’t logical. I would think that, in doing this, you are attempting to damage my team’s morale.”“Why would I do that?” blinked Rex. “I want to ensure that Dino Attack Team wins this war!”“As do I,” murmured Specs. “But you, Rex… I fear you may have fallen victim to manipulation by XERRD’s true mole. It appears that neither of us is the mole, but I fear that the mole is standing in this room with us.”Rex blinked in surprise. “What?” he whispered.Specs turned over his shoulder to look at Amanda. “For a long time, I feared that your loyalties may have been bought by XERRD. After seeing how well you worked with the rest of the team, I began to dismiss my suspicions as paranoia, but unfortunately Digger recently told me that Agent Trigger accused you of being the mole, and private detective Bogart has collecting mounting evidence pointing to you as the killer. Still, I desperately tried to believe otherwise, but when I could see that Rex was holding something back in the hospital wing, I feared that he knew your secret and was trying to protect your reputation; I know you two have feelings for each other, and I feared the worst. And here you are, trying to arrest me.”Over Specs’s shoulder, Amanda appeared surprised. She locked eyes with Rex, and Rex could see that she looked a little paler than usual. Evidently, Rex noted, Specs came much closer to discovering Amanda’s real secret than she felt comfortable with.“You’re lying!” snapped Rex. “I’ve had enough with this, Specs. You’ve been playing enough mind games with me already, and you’re not going to make me fall for all those inane rumors!”“Rex,” Specs narrowed his eyes. “You must listen to me. I do not know what you saw in that room, but I assure you that it was not me. At the time of Scout, Soldier, and Heavy’s deaths, I was calling Mrs. Rutherford on the phone to confirm one of my theories. I can prove this alibi; just speak to Shadow and Viper, for they were in the room with me. Claw, on the other hand, has no such alibi.”“How dare you,” growled Rex. “You taunt me by revealing yourself as the mole, then expect me to believe that the person who I trust the most-”“Even more than your own team leader?” Specs raised an eyebrow.“Stop it!” snapped Amanda. In frustration, she threw her knife down upon Specs’s desk. Both Rex and Specs stared at her with wide eyes. Once again, Rex noticed the tears on her cheeks, which made her otherwise tranquil fury look heart-wrenching. “Just stop it, both of you! I’ve had enough of it today! The murders of the Second Headquarters Squad, the paranoia and suspicion of the mole hunt, and Trigger and Montoya out to kill me for the very life I’ve left behind!”Rex opened his mouth to speak, in an effort to comfort her, but he was interrupted by the door knocking.“MegaBloks,” muttered Specs. “Agent Claw, uncuff me at once. This conversation never happened, understand?”Amanda quickly complied, but while Specs remained uncuffed, she escorted him to the door to ensure that he would not try to escape. Specs rubbed his wrists, then reached out and took hold of the doorknob. When Specs opened the door, he jumped back in surprise and knocked Amanda back.Clenching his jaw, Specs glared at the person in the doorway. “This certainly answers some questions.”Then, another Specs entered the office, wielding a pistol in one hand and a knife in the other. Edited June 29, 2012 by PeabodySam

[avmatoran]

OOC:As I predicted, the mole is not the true Rex. I was right! I can't do more than this until tomorrow afternoon, I'm using a friends phone. I will, however, post a story post when I get back from youth camp.

[that guy from that show]

iCSmoke clogged the halls of the basement levels of the headquarters. Smoke detectors blared in Pharisee’s ears and the heat scorched his eyes but he ignored his discomfort as he held Montoya to the wall.The commander tossed Bogart the assailant’s shotgun before twisting the man’s arms behind his back and forcefully handcuffing him.“Do you know who this guy is?” asked Bogart as he puffed on a cigarette. “I would certainly appreciate some context.”Pharisee ripped the cigarette out of Bogart mouth and crushed it beneath his foot. “Now’s not the best time to be smoking detective, the basement’s burning up and I don’t want to start anymore fires.”“Speaking of that,” said Bogart. “Don’t you think you should do something about the fire?”“Commander Vinyaya and Hotwire have the blaze under control.” Said Pharisee. “That is not my duty now. My job is to deal with the violent like this man before you.”He pulled Montoya away from the wall and dragged him down the hall. Montoya made little effort to struggle and instead resigned to his fate as if he believed he had it coming.“Don’t you intend to ask him some questions?” asked Bogart. “There are certainly some loose end’s I’d like to tie up. Why did he pull this gun out on agent Claw for example.”“I believe that’s something that agent Claw would be able to answer.” Responded Pharisee. “Once I have brought this man to a place were he can no longer threaten the lives of agents I will meat Claw outside Spec’s office with a pare of handcuffs.”“Perhaps the man had the right idea.” Offered Bogart. “He probably new Amanda was the killer.”“I do not condone vigilante justice detective.” Said Pharisee. “Vigilantes are driven more by their personal vendetta then any true sense of right and wrong. The problem with the unit today is men who take the law into there own hands. Man does not have the right to choose who lives or dies Bogart, only the creator can do that.”“Well then what’s you job?” smiled Bogart. The detective sensed some mild hypocrisy in the commander’s statement and wanted to pry further.“I am a prophet.” Said Pharisee. “I provide a taste of the punishment that awaits if they did not reform their ways. I tenure and lead the lost souls to there ultimate reckoning. I am the sheriff; the builder is the judge.”Bogart whistled slowly at the profoundness of Pharisee’s statement. “All you owe the public is a good performance.” chuckled the detective.“I owe the public the right to live without fear. I do that by removing those who create it from the people’s midst.”Pharisee and Bogart finally arrived at the prison complex on the other side of the headquarters. Most of the cells were empty with the exception of a single light coming from a cell in the center. Pharisee walked past it without so much as a glance and unlocked the dour of the cell beside it.“What did this guy do?” asked Bogart as he pointed to the blond haired occupant.“He killed a man.” Muttered Pharisee darklyMontoya was pushed inside the adjacent and the dour was slammed shut behind him. The commander ignored the regret in the man’s eyes as he turned to leave.“Aren’t you going to ask him any questions?” asked Bogart.Pharisee considered for a moment before rolling his eyes and turning back and pulling up a stool. “Give me your name.” He said bluntlyMontoya did not respond. His experience on the wrong side of the law had taught him it was best to remain silent.Bogart coughed. “You know commander, this guy could provide some character evidence we need to convict agent Claw. Maybe he saw something.”Pharisee shook his head. “You saw the files, we all know that agent Claw has the capacity to kill. His testimony won’t be much help because he has clear bias against her. Leave him for the time being. He knows that what he did is criminal and he needs time in solitude before he provides us with any sot of worthwhile information. You can talk to him as much as you want but I have bigger fish to fry.”“What do you mean sir?” inquired Bogart.Pharisee began to walk down the hall. “Right now Specs is alone with Claw and Rex. At this stage I didn’t trust either of them and I would not be surprised if they were conspiring together. I will not allow Specs to come to harm under my watch. It would pain me to put two good agents like them behind bars but if that is what I must do to preserve this team I will do what I must.”“What’s you plain then?” called Bogart.Pharisee turned around to look the detective in the eye. “I want to contain both of them for the time being. Whether Claw is the mole or not, her being impounded will keep everyone safer. This time I will not allow Rex to interferer. If he attacks me again he will share a cell with his girlfriend.”“Putting two of the most respected agents behind bars might damage moral commander.” Said detective Bogart. “It might ruin your image.”“I don’t care about my image detective.” Said Pharisee as he ascended the stairs. “I care about security.”OoC:Well I’ll get back to my Hertz flashback soon but the status of Pharisee and Montoya needed to be addressed. I don’t know if it’s okay that I locked up another player’s character but considering Bogart is still with him I hope I left Atton with options.I had a feeling Specs was not the mole. Warring a balaclava makes it easy to be impersonated and that is certainly what I expected. At what point Pharisee arrives at the office will be up to PeabodySam. I don’t want to intervene to soon and further complicate things so I’ll wait for his call before I get back to his point of you.I also thought that Dr. Saran might be helpful to Pyro and Demoman. If Jackson Lake does not still want to use him he’ll make an appearance down in the basement.BTW, I really like the cemetery (or lake there of) between Bogart and Pharisee. It's Humphrey Bogart noir meats John Shaft.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Indeed, it is quite an interesting chemistry. Also, time to bring back another familiar face.IC: Montoya slowly sat down on the small bed he had with him in his cell. Bogart took a moment to light a cigarette before turning toward him. He held out the pack, reaching through the bars. Montoya reluctantly got up and took a cigarette from his hand before Bogart lit it."You got a name?" Bogart asked. Montoya remained silent. He changed tactics. "What's your connection to Silencia? You're not even a member of this team and yet you went out of your way to get in here and kill her.""What do you mean?" Montoya asked."You seemed completely oblivious to the mole situatio-""What mole?" Asked a voice from behind.Bogart turned around to see an authoritative-looking man with a thick handlebar mustache."Who are you?" Bogart asked."Elite Agent French Fries," replied the man. "I oversaw LEGO City during the campaign on LEGO Island.""Really?" Replied Bogart.French Fries nodded. "That's why we made sure nothing happened.""Except for that one guy who tried to bomb the whole town, and from what I heard a war in your own base.""Bah," replied French Fries. "Nothing more than rumours made by people wanting to descredit the team.""I see," replied Bogart. "And you're not aware of the fact that there's a mole running around here.""What mole?" replied French Fries. "We don't have no moles. I think you'll find this is all just a great big fuss about nothing.""Right," replied Bogart, somewhat frustrated by this man's apparent cluelessness."Yes," replied Bogart. "I got some buisiness to attend to, why don't you go keep things in order elsewhere.""Yes sir," replied French Fries, with a salute. He turned around and walked out of there."What's your connection to Venemosa?" Bogart said as he turned back toward Montoya.Montoya took a moment, and sighed. "She tried to kill me," he said."Why?""We had a job," Montoya explained. "Me, her, and six other guys.""What sort of job?" Asked Bogart."A heist," replied Montoya."So you're a criminal then?" Bogart asked."Was," Montoya tried to clarify. "After we were done I went straight.""What happenedd?""We tried to perform the heist," Montoya explained. "I was the getaway driver, so I didn't see it. I just remember one guy running into the car and telling me she'd killed everyone else. After we got away we laid low for a while. This morning I got a phone call saying he'd sent a message from Dino Attack Headquarters that he found her. I wanted her to pay for everyone she killed so I came in. I just wanted to get in, kill her, and then go back home.""What was his name?" Bogart asked."Schiess," replied Montoya.Bogart looked at him in slight confusion. He hadn't heard of anyone with that name. "Thank you very much," Bogart said before he turned away.

[PeabodySam]

IC: Rex’s mind raced. He watched from his wheelchair as two Specs stared each other down. What he saw boggled his mind; while it answered some of his questions, it created a dozen more in their place.“What is the meaning of this?” the first Specs narrowed his eyes.“You’re not supposed to be here,” hissed the second Specs, pointing his blade at the first Specs. “You were supposed to be making arrangements with Frozeen to track the whereabouts of Dino Attack agents during the times of the murders.”“We finished early,” sternly stated the first Specs. “And you’re not supposed to be here, either.”“Clearly, not anymore,” agreed the second Specs, who pocketed his weapons, reached into his jacket, and pulled out a cigarette case.“Stop him!” shouted Rex, but Amanda Claw was already on the move.She darted around the first Specs and knocked into the second Specs, tackling him and subsequently pinning him against the doorway. Specs grappled with her and tried to grab at the emergency lighter on her belt, but Amanda responded with a clean uppercut. Specs crumpled to the floor, and Amanda kicked away the false cigarette. Specs tried to reach for it, but Amanda placed her foot on his arm and pressed a knife to his neck. He cursed under his breath.At that moment, Pharisee arrived at the scene. He saw Amanda pressing her knife against Specs's neck, and Rex could make an educated guess about what ran through his mind. "Agent Claw!" he growled, cocking his gun. "Stop right there-""It's alright, Pharisee," spoke the Specs who was standing, who nodded to the head of internal affairs and waved his hand. "I believe we have found the mole."As Pharisee's eyebrows raised upon looking at the two Specs in a single room, Rex sighed in relief. He glanced at the Specs lying on the floor, then back at the Specs who was standing. Once again, he felt a sense of admiration and trust in his team leader, which had felt throughout the entire Dino Attack... until it was threatened by the false Specs lying on the floor. It disgusted Rex, just thinking about how the mole disguised himself as the team leader to successfully shatter Rex's trust and morale.“Let’s see who’s really under that mask,” declared Rex, eager to identify the true mole, killer, and traitor.The first Specs strode over to where the second was pinned. The second glared with contempt, first at Amanda, then at the first Specs. The first bent down, grabbed the balaclava of the second, and yanked it off.Rex’s eyes widened. “You?”The mole smirked. “Come now, Rex. Remember why I joined the team? To leave my mark on history!”"Stand back, Agent Claw," muttered Pharisee. Amanda did as she was told, and the head of internal affairs grabbed the mole. "Normally, we would lock you up in a dank cell for the rest of your pitiful life, but seeing as you're working for XERRD, you'll have useful information. It's time for an interrogation."The mole shook his head as he was dragged off by Pharisee. "I shall only speak to him!" he declared, and then he pointed at Rex. "I will not say a single word to anyone else!"As they watched Pharisee take away the mole, Rex, Amanda, and Specs traded glances. "He came far closer to tearing our team apart than Dr. Rex's greatest army of Mutant Dinos," frowned Specs. "By planting seeds of paranoia and distrust, he turned us against each other. Let this be a lesson to us to never let this happen again."Rex sighed. While it came as a relief that Specs was not the mole and all the rumors about Amanda could finally be proven false, the identity of the mole still disturbed him. The mole was someone he thought was too innocent to be capable of infiltrating and murdering, but now he could see that, in a mole hunt, it truly was necessary to distrust anyone... even the seemingly-innocent, for no one would suspect them.And who would have ever suspected the quiet and innocent communications expert Ata?OOC: At last, Rex, Amanda, Specs, and Pharisee have found the mole! And this was not a last-minute decision; when I introduced Spy, brought up the possibility of a mole, and wanted to create a reenactment of "Meet The Spy", I decided to choose an innocent minor character to do the job, thinking that nobody would suspect him. Because I believe in a Fair Play Whodunnit (which is why it should have been obvious that Specs was not the mole), there are a number of hints towards the mole's identity. In fact, prior to the start of At War's End, Atton Rand had picked up on some of these hints and successfully deduced the correct answer. Since Atton had figured it out so quickly, this led to me dropping fewer hints and instead putting much more emphasis on Red Herrings such as Spy and Amanda. But all along, it was Ata.My next IC will most likely deal with the interrogation, which should answer some questions about the mole. that guy, I hope I didn't interfere too much with your plans for Pharisee, but I figured that Pharisee was the best character to come in and lock up the mole once he was revealed.

[Jacks]

OOC: Ah, now that's more like what I expected after watching PeaSam write for seven years. I have to say I'm quite enjoying this.Also, that guy, I think Saran would definitely be useful with Pyro and Demoman.And I just realized that the HQ, like any large building, should probably have fire extinguishers on the walls. I don't know how it took us so long to think of that.IC: While they waited for the return of Vinyaya and the arrival of the firefighters, Zach, Minerva, and Anubis dashed about the corridor and those nearby, gathering all the fire extinguishers they could find -- all two of them. Minerva and Anubis stood as close to the door as they could stand and squeezed the handles of the extinguishers. It had little effect on the inferno inside, but it did make it somewhat easier for Vinyaya, who sprinted back down the hall in full Space Police armor minutes later, to effect an entrance. She paused for a split second to ensure her suit was sealed, and charged into the room, directly at Pyro.As the two of them grappled, Hotwire cursed. "There should be more extinguishers around here."Zach shrugged, peering through the flames in the room and then recoiling from the smoke with a cough. "Perhaps the mole has been stealing them," he said once he had his breath back. "You never know what he or she might have had planned."Vinyaya stumbled out of the burning room, hauling a disarmed Agent Pyro with her. There was the faint sound of sirens outside, a shout from down the hall, and then a troop of firefighters rushed in, dragging hoses with them."One down," said Hotwire, turning away from the scene, "one more to go." A drunken yell from Agent Demoman in the next room punctuated his sentence.

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: Oh, Ata. I will say that I thought Atton's guess was the most reasonable, but those Red Herrings man.I couldn't really believe Specs was the mole, more because I was thinking Like PeaSam would really make the canon leader of the Dino Attack actually the traitor. Still, this mole hunt has been a thrilling read I eagerly awaited the each new update.IC:"Even with the pyromaniac down," Zach said quietly. "I have a feeling that Demoman will be harder to deal with. One push of a button and boom. We're all dead."The firemen were quickly taking out Pyro's carnage. Behind Zach, Vinyaya was struggling to control Pyro, who was screams of anger were muffled by his balaclava and helmet. Vinyaya shoved him against the wall hard, causing several firemen to jump in surprise. "Stand down!" she yelled."Mmmmph frmmmpha mmmph mmph!" Pyro shot back, his head being pushed against wall."He's paranoid," Zach said. "He thinks the mole is after him. Which he/she probably is. He and Pyro are trying to defend themselves.""By destroying this building?!" Vinyaya snapped, reaching for a pare of handcuffs on her armor's belt."Well, the Second Headquarters Squad is full of ax crazy heroic sociopaths. They all seem to be crazy to some extent. The only justification in Demoman's case is that he is probably too drunk to see straight Combined with grief over the rest of the team's death does not help.""And that's hardly a good justification," Minerva said irritably. Remembering what she said about her opposition to alcohol, Zach could understand why Minerva was irritated. Demoman's grief while intoxicated could only fuel her anger due it closely resembling her mother's condition. He only hoped she wouldn't do something rash in response to it.Vinyaya finally managed to snap the handcuffs around Pyro's wrists. Despite this, he continued to struggle against her. "Just knock him out," Zach finally said. "He is absolutely no help to anyone being conscious at the moment." Vinyaya nodded in agreement and seemed to try a way to knock out Pyro without harming him. Vinyaya seemed to find a pressure point, because Pyro slouched forward on the wall, his protests silenced. Vinyaya adjusted him so he appeared to be simply sitting against the wall before joining Minerva, Zach, Anubis, and Hotwire."So," Vinyaya said, wiping the little soot and ash that had landed on her visor. "Back to Demoman." Picking up their pace, the group returned to Demoman's room and entered it slowly, careful to avoid stepping on a stray explosive. In the corner sat Demoman, his finger hovering over the button on his dentonator. He held an empty bottle in another hand, but that didn't stop him from trying to take a drink from it. In front of him was man wearing a trenchcoat, who seemed to be trying to communicate to the distraught, intoxicated member of the Second Headquarters Squad.

[Atton Rand]

IC: Firecracracker took a few minutes to examine the room. He then walked up to Demoman and quckly pulled the detonator out of the drunken man's hand."This is the detonator, yes?" Fircracker asked. Demoman responded with more nonsensical rambling.Firecracker then grabbed the semi-coscious agent and pulled him to the door. As the others in the room followed, he hit the button.OOC: I'm sorry this couldn't be longer, but I'm currently only able to post using an iTouch.

Edited July 4, 2012 by Atton Rand

[Jacks]

OOC: Hang on, did you just detonate enough explosives to level half the HQ without harming anyone? I don't understand how that works.EDIT: It's just occurred to me that, in addition to being the last survivors of the SHS, Pyro and Demoman were the first to be introduced. I wonder if that was deliberate?

Edited June 30, 2012 by Jackson Lake

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Was that how much there was? I thought it was just enough to blow the room.

[Jacks]

OOC: I checked again and it seems that PeaSam didn't exactly specify how powerful the explosives were, just that the room was filled with them. Given the reactions of PeaSam's characters plus the sort of explosives Demoman is known to deal with (wreck Fort Legorado with only enough to fill a mine cart) I assumed it was probably some pretty serious stuff.I guess your solution struck me as a bit too quick and easy, but then again I only spent one post solving the Pyro situation, so I'll roll with it unless someone else has objections.

Edited June 30, 2012 by Jackson Lake

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC:I have no problem with how Demoman was dealt with. The only thing I'm have trouble accepting is that Firecracker still detonated the bombs. It may be in his character, but I think the explosives would still cause some heavy damage to the building by sheer number of explosives, even if they are not exceptionally powerful.But since it is in his character to blow things up, I could only suggest Firecracker pressing the button and nothing blowing up because in his grief-stricken, intoxicated state, Demoman did not set the explosives up correctly, preventing an actually catastrophe.

[Atton Rand]

Ooc: Maybe the reason why the explosives didn't destroy the whoe building was because Demoman, in his grief-stricken, drunken state hadn't wired them properly so the blast was only just able to penetrate the surrounding walls.

[Jacks]

OOC: Actually I have to say I really like Brikman's idea.

[that guy from that show]

IC:Lego City, 2008It was still storming outside when Hertz sloshed into his home and plugged the ecrypter into his computer.His home was dark and the techy had not wasted time in making it homely. Well the main floor was a labyrinth of unopened mail and file cabinets; the basement was a meticulously organized maze of wires and blinking radio transceivers.Hertz prided himself in the capabilities of his basement workstation. He could send the notes symphony around the world at the push of a button and pick up radio signals from Greenland. Well others would consider this eavesdropping Hertz considered it a test of his skill and a worthy challenge.Thus far there was no code that Hertz had not been able to discover. Well he had treaded on thin ice before when it came to government transmitions; he had always been able to cover his tracks by bouncing his signals across dozens of satellites. By the time a signal was traced back to him Hertz would be able to vanishThere were instances when he had been dangerously close to being caught however. A close call a few years back had led him to outfit his tech with the latest in cyber security. Part of him had allowed the main floor of his house to fall in such disarray so as to provide a hazard to any intruders. It was in such a level of chaos that no one could find anything of value accept him.That was what he told himself at least. Mostly it was because he hardly ever spent time outside his basement. Being glued to the monitors downstairs had led him to neglect the livable part of the house and he hardly ever used it anymore.The plastic encrypter that the men had given him appeared to be an antique compared to his modern devices. He had learned that appearances could be deceiving and often times more complex material would be hidden in unassuming cases.He inserted the tape in the encrypter and set his monitor for the correct settings. Soon red symbols started to appear on the screen and flashed in patterns far to fast for Hertz to read. Once they settled, the text was as incomprehensible as chicken scratch.JajsbcjzxyjbauixcqyhstchnauiyjdsjciusnkcjownzhjcbkjauihckjsuxzbkjhasujbcjuyhuwhkljhxjhjskjhzjhxlkjsopucpslcidbjabjqkslknzjuhwskjhwuybkxjhyhwkjbzjixkjielkzxhuhelahslkzjnfljhwlkjzduhlejkhlzxhlehucluzhlvuhzlhnzllhshlkishnmcjjvuyheksiapijenknvoiaoskxoialkdljaojqpaolsieusidjfnchjsielkzhiashndujcluaunjduisneincjusjdjuuanjeuxkjghbcnvibncnmsjbdjnsiuakisnhufnlkjasuhflkauejuikhskhaoieocujoaihenljkhclkhakebnbgulannshndhoqjzjoiazhjiejzkjdoijfnoiaoiehidhoieoiahzhoeiuicnoihehociouiehyhcnudhuolaolohebvuebnsjajuhoiajncuhouiauyeuhbcjuyaweouihcbnujahsuihThe paper real on the encrypter whirred and a hard copy of the message was spat out onto his desk. It was the same gibberish on the screen and Hertz crinkled it up and tossed it over his shoulder in announce.He could tell the code was at a level that made the enigma machine look like child’s play. Every icon was replaced by another icon which was replaced by another icon which was run threw a very complex algorithm that turned it into entirely random letter. As the length of the message increased the number of replacements increased. Hertz could certainly solve it but it would strain his hard drive to the core.He looked at the encrypter. The device turned a relatively simple message into an unreadable cluster. Using a different reader would be impossible due to the nature of the tape so he would have to figure out exactly what code was being used.Hertz got up from his chair and stared shuffling threw the doors of his storages cabinet. He withdrew a mess of wires and plugged them into a variety of devises including his computer and the encrypter. Behind him a tower started beeping as it scanned the technology.“This may take awhile.” He muttered. The program he was using scanned threw every code in his archive to identify the one being used. Considering how large his databank was it would time to sort threw every possibility until it found a match.A flash of lightning outside interrupted his thoughts. The storm was intensifing and a severe weather warning flashed on his screen. Beep BeepHertz returned to his chair and smiled. The program revealed that the code he saw before him was Xeleos encryption. That particular cipher had not been used since the Spyrius incident back in the 90s. He had the ability to translate it but it would seriously strain his hard drive.He typed the necessary commands into his computer and waited. The symbols began to change one at a time. It was a meticulous and time consuming process but soon words would begin to appear.The cooling systems kicked in as his computer struggled to process the size of the code. Hertz hoped that it would not overload before the process was finished.Words now appearing at random. They were not entire sentences; instead they immerge at random in the center of the article. What he saw was not what he expected from two mobsters he met at comic conMutant…Xenon…Regarding…Serum…Doctor…CityTaken out of context the words made absolutely no sense to Hertz. His assumption was that the code would relate to blackmail or extortion. Instead the content appeared to be far more malicious.The hard drive was straining to cope with the code and his cooling towers whined with the overload.Dinosaurs…Tyrannosaurus…Paradox…Elite…Bass…IncredibleThe text started to flash faster. Hertz held his breath with every word that appeared. Whatever he had gotten his hands on was something way bigger then he could have possibly imagined.Death…Casualties…Mealstrom…Rex…Lizards…DestructionSmoke was not billowing from his computer. The code and the information were overloading all his systems and the lights in his house flashed on and off. Words were still appearing and Hertz sweated with every reference to bane and carnage.The cooling tower suddenly caught fire as the last three words were decoded.Dino...Attack…2010Hertz jumped from his chair as sparks shot from his desktop and the lights went dark. There was a distant clap of thunder and someone kicked down his dour.Ooc:To be concluded.I might not be able to post in awhile since I’m going to the cabin so I’ll have to see if I have access to internet.Pharisee’s involvement with the mole is what I figure and that’s all I have in mind for the time being. He’ll be having a talk with Ata and Amanda latter but that is in no way argent. Saran will also be showing up to talk with Pyro and Demoman but considering I may not be able to do that I will allow someone else to use him if they wish.

Edited July 1, 2012 by that guy from that show

[Jacks]

OOC: Given that XERRD wasn't formed until 2009, I am very curious as to who was planning the Dino Attack in 2008.Unless there are serious objections, I would like to stick with Brikman's idea regarding the explosives.IC: When Firecracker hit the button on the detonator and nothing happened, Hotwire almost laughed with relief. Demoman hiccupped."Well," said Firecracker, glancing around the room, "looks like he wired these all up perfectly but forgot to synchronize them with the detonator itself. Lucky, otherwise half of this building might have gone up in a cloud of dust.""Then why in MEGABLOCKland did you push the button?" Vinyaya snapped. "You could have killed us all!" Firecracker simply shrugged.------------------------Trigger had returned to the mess hall again, fuming as usual. The room was empty for the moment, though the lunch shift would be starting before long. He glared up momentarily as Wright and Shiller sat down across from him."Listen, we just want to say that this is nothing personal, yknow?" Wright said. "We'd like to leave you alone just as much as you'd like us to leave you alone."Shiller nodded. "Orders are orders.""Oh, so now we're all friends?" Trigger said coldly. "Am I supposed to shake your hands and go 'Aw shucks, I like you guys too!' ?""Nah, nothing like that." said Shiller. "We just wanna make sure you don't find any reasons to hunt us down and try to kill us after this is all over."OOC: EDIT, THE FOLLOWING MORNING: I don't always use silly emoticons, but when I do, it's to observe seven years of awesome. I tip my hat to you, my comrades.

Edited July 1, 2012 by Jackson Lake

[Atton Rand]

IC: "Well, it'd be a shame to see such good explosives go to waste," Firecracker remarked.

[PeabodySam]

OOC: Seven years ago on this day, a BZPower member received approval from Hahli Husky to create a text-based roleplay game based upon a brand-new LEGO line. He could not have possibly dreamed that this RPG would still be around today, with such a grand storyline created by a dedicated base of players who are to thank for the fact that this RPG has survived the riggers of time. I can honestly say that, of all the things I've created over the past few years, Dino Attack RPG has been my greatest achievement, and I owe it all to you guys. Thank you, everyone!

EDIT: It's just occurred to me that, in addition to being the last survivors of the SHS, Pyro and Demoman were the first to be introduced. I wonder if that was deliberate?

Yes and no. When Pyro and Demoman were introduced, it was intended as a mere little shout-out to Team Fortress 2. It was not until later, when I decided to introduce Spy and bring up the possibility of a mole, that I decided to introduce Captain Ersatz versions of the rest of the Team Fortress 2 cast in preparation for a "Meet The Spy" reenactment. Only later did I realize, by coincidence, that Pyro and Demoman are the only two BLU classes not explicitly killed in "Meet The Spy". In Dino Attack RPG, I decided to maintain this fact because I was aware that Pyro and Demoman were the first to be introduced, and I thought it would be fitting for the Second Headquarters Squad to start and end with the same two members.I agree with Jacks; I like Brikman's idea for how Firecracker pushed the detonator and nothing happened. Not only would it be funny, but it would also be very in-character for both Demoman and Firecracker while not creating anything devastating.I'm also curious as to how the two mobsters got information relating to the Dino Attack in 2008 when XERRD wasn't founded until 2009 and the Darkitect hadn't conceived the Dino Attack until 2010.IC: Specs and Amanda watched from behind glass. “I should have suspected this,” frowned Specs. “His behavior has been quite… odd, especially in recent times.”Amanda sighed with her arms crossed. “You would be surprised what dark secrets one can hold,” she murmured quietly. Nervously, she locked eyes with Specs. “Is it truly wise leaving him in there… alone… with Ata?”“Ata has stated that he will only speak to Rex,” stated Specs. “We’ll be here, watching, listening, and keeping a close eye on them.”On the other side of the glass screen, which was seemingly masked by a mirror, Rex and Ata sat across from each other at a small table. Both were rendered immobile; Rex paralyzed in his wheelchair, Ata cuffed to his chair. All items had been confiscated from both Dino Attack agents to ensure that Ata could not use them against Rex.Rex grimaced at Ata, who sat back and smiled placidly as though he were perfectly relaxed. “I’m disappointed in you, Ata,” claimed Rex, although his true emotions were much stronger than mere disappointment. “A month ago, I had trusted you like a brother… you helped Amanda and me return to Dino Attack Team, and you helped find the Constructopedia and save LEGO Island. But now, after all you have done for the team, you reveal yourself to be a filthy, cowardly, murderous traitor. You disappoint me.”“I disappoint myself, too,” smirked Ata. “I should have been better prepared to face your precious little girlfriend; after a fight between her and Trigger broke up, I found her knife cast aside in the hallway, and I thought that using it for my next little murder victim would have taken care of her. I’m no fool, and I know my own limits. For example, I knew that I stood no chance against Spy, so I let Soldier take care of him. World’s best infiltrator doesn’t stand a chance against a shotgun to the head, hmm?”Rex fought back his anger. “I looked through your records, Ata,” continued Rex. “Attila ‘Ata’ Huntsman, age 42, an ordinary civilian who left the refugee facilities in Antarctica to join the Dino Attack Team. It’s a shame we’ll have to add in that, somewhere along the way, you were corrupted by XERRD.”“You assume I was bribed,” chuckled Ata. “You assume that I was just another Dino Attack agent who was manipulated by XERRD into betraying you guys, like Oswald Fabello. You assume that I’m only working for XERRD because I was offered a reward, like Señor Palomar or Mr. Cunningham. Well, here’s the big reveal… I have been willingly working for XERRD the entire time. What you don’t see in those records is that I am a retired Paradox Shinobi; I was recruited by XERRD at the same time as Wallace Bishop and Michelle Glados. While they were hired for their scientific intellect, I was hired for my skills as an infiltrator. In fact, this plays into the very reason why I would only speak with you.”“Which is…?” inquired Rex.“You see, Rex,” nodded Ata, “you and I joined this team for the same reason. We are both moles working for XERRD. The only difference between us is that one of us became the mask. When it became apparent that their first mole had failed, they planted me in Antarctica so that I may blend in with citizens, eventually join the Dino Attack Team, and keep an eye on all of you by overseeing communications. If anything, Rex, I am far more loyal to my superiors than you ever were.”Rex remembered what Dr. Einstein had told him about his origins. “Wrong,” he gritted his teeth. “A brave Minifig sent me to help Dino Attack Team, and I openly continue to follow his wishes even today. You… you lied, you deceived…! Everything good about you… everything that we liked and trusted about you… a lie! Why did you even bring Amanda and me back into the team? Why did you give us the Constructopedia?” “I admit,” Ata grumbled, “I would never have brought you and Claw back to Dino Attack Team if it weren’t for that meddling agent Chupacabra who witnessed my findings and refused to believe my insistence that it was merely a glitch! And you were never meant to make it inside the L.E.G.O. Radio Station alive… a certain pack of Mutant T-Rexes should have finished you off! But both instances, I found, worked to my favor. I earned your blind trust. But unlike you, Specs never trusted me. In addition to simply spying on the team’s communications, I created communication blocks at Dino Attack Team’s least convenient moments and simply passed them off as glitches… which would have worked if I didn’t have Specs looking over my shoulder every minute. He also grew suspicious when he saw me lingering around his office, trying to eavesdrop on private meetings of the founding members.”“So you’re the one behind the communication blocks,” muttered Rex. “I thought that there was more than Murphy’s Law at work. Seems your work is a little active for an infiltrator who oversees communications. And speaking of ‘active’, why did you kill most of the Second Headquarters Squad?”“Wasn’t it obvious?” shrugged Ata. “Engineer and Sniper were involved with this HQ’s defenses. While Medic’s operation would have revealed that ‘Specs’ was behind their deaths, it was not something that was ready to be revealed, so I killed him for knowing too much. After all, I still needed to brew enough suspicion and distrust to turn Spy and Claw’s teammates against them; only once that succeeded did I choose to reveal the killer to you. While it is true that Dr. Rex was most displeased to learn that nine Dino Attack agents took out the greatest Hybrid establishment in the western frontier, this proved to only be a secondary motivation for an infiltrator such as me.”“Hybrids,” murmured Rex, whose face twisted into a scowl as a realization dawned upon him. “You were the one who told them to execute Order 66! You’re the reason I’m in a wheelchair! And on top of that, you try to make my life miserable by framing Specs and attempting to condemn Amanda! And all this time, I trusted you for deceiving me and the rest of the team!”Once again, Ata smiled. “If I may, I will point out that you are wrong about one thing… my act as innocent little Ata may have been a lie, but it was never ‘wrong’, as you imply. This is all for the greater good! XERRD shall reshape the world in a far greater image!”“Baron Typhonus,” muttered Rex.“Excuse me?” Ata raised an eyebrow.“If you truly worked for XERRD this whole time,” Rex frowned, “then you were horribly deceived, just like the rest of XERRD. XERRD’s true purpose is not to help destiny… it’s been reduced to a marionette whose strings are pulled by Baron Typhonus. Typhonus has blinded you from reason and is using your Mutant Dino army to bring destruction and chaos to our planet in order to help the Maelstrom destroy the universe!”“You lie!” snapped Ata. “Baron Typhonus is either dead or a prisoner to the Maelstrom – everyone knows that!”Rex shook his head. “You could say that there have been… scientific advancements and recent findings that highly suggest otherwise. Baron Typhonus is not imprisoned by the Maelstrom… he is the Maelstrom. And he’s been using you to help him accomplish his goals!”Ata was silent for a moment. When he spoke again, he sounded as though he had all of his life sucked out of him. “You say… that everything I’ve done… has been a lie?”“Ironic, isn’t it?” smirked Rex.Ata did not reply.“Ata,” Rex spoke sternly, “you know the charges for treason. We shall hold you under custody for now until your exact sentence can be determined. You, like Kotua, were deceived and controlled by a greater power, meaning the severity of your punishment might be lessened… but I will not promise this.”OOC: I regret to inform you that I will be away for the next two days. Don't burn down Dino Attack Headquarters or anything until I get back! Edited July 1, 2012 by PeabodySam

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: So what is probably the final Dino Attack RPG anniversary is passing by. My only regret is that I did not join this RPG sooner. Oh well.IC:Zach breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright. We saved Pyro and Demoman from themselves. Now to guard them from the mole." He saw Vinyaya leave the group momentarily only to drag Pyro, still unconscious and handcuffed, back into the scene."So where are we going to take them?" Minerva asked, crossing her arms and glaring at Demoman as he wobbled on his feet, hiccuping.Zach shrugged. "Somewhere that makes it easy to guard them until this mole is brought to justice. Somewhere that makes it hard for the mole to sneak up on us would be good.""I hope this guy is found soon.""With any luck, the mole will slip up soon enough. Perhaps he'll target Rex to tie up those loose ends involving Soldier, Spy, Heavy, and Scout's deaths, only to get his bricks handed to him by Claw or something.""Well, that's certainly a pleasant image," Minerva noted, rolling her eyes."You're welcome."

[avmatoran]

OOC:Now that the mole is just about wrapped up, can you look at my PM, PeaSam?IC later.

[Atton Rand]

IC: Pharisee turned in surprise as Bogart approached him."I just talked to our prisoner," he said. "He still hasn't given me his name, but he said something about Silencia Venemosa trying to kill him. Apparently he is a reformed criminal who worked with her only to be betrayed. He also said he got a message from this building, from someone named Schiess I believe."

**

"So what's all this?" Elizabeth asked, noticing the files in front of Pierce."Documentation," replied Pierce. "Something about a reknowned criminal by the name of Silencia Venemosa.""Venemosa," replied Elizabeth. "I think I've heard of her. I always assumed she was just a myth, a rumor fueled by the Armada to scare us pirates.""According to this she was real," replied Pierce. "And in these headquarters, no less."Elizabeth seemed fascinated.

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"Well," Dude said. "We don't even know who this mole is. It could be like anybody, so where can we put them where they're not going to get killed, man?""I don't know," replied Vinyaya."Just throw 'em in prison," Maria said. Vinyaya looked at her."Just put 'em in one of them prison cells and keep them guarded. Just make sure to disarm 'em first but otherwise you should be fine. Maybe y'all can even unmask that there Pyro while you're at it.""We'll finally prove it's a woman," Clint muttered with a faint grin. Maria looked at him with a certain intimidating glare."She's right," Angel Eyes said. "At this point, keeping them disarmed and locked where they can't possibly do any arm to each other is probably the best choice we got.""If it will keep us from getting blown up," Snake muttered, crossing his arms.

Edited July 2, 2012 by Atton Rand

[Brikman McStudz]

IC:Commander Vinyaya seemed to pause to think, before saying: "Right now, throwing them in a cell where the only ones that can hurt them are themselves sounds like the best idea." With her hoisting up Pyro by his handcuffs and Firecracker escorting Demoman, the group started heading toward prison complex. Zach and Minerva lagged behind considerable."Nobody seems to have taken into consideration that any one of us could be the mole," Zach whispered to Minerva quietly."I don't know about anyone else, but I'm sure Vinyaya is thinking about," Minerva said. "She was rather intent on helping Specs find the mole earlier. I doubt her intentions have changed very much. She's just more mute about it.""Cause she's has experience with this sort of infiltration kind of stuff, right?" Minerva nodded. "Makes since, I suppose." He paused briefly before saying, "You know, everyone is a suspect, including us."Minerva frowned, "We've been together the whole time. Our alibis are pretty tight.""What about Engineer and Medic? We were separated when they were killed. What if I was actually killing Engineer instead of taking a shower? What if you were killing Medic?""But we were together the rest of the time. Unless you're implying there are multiple moles.""Always a possibility," Zach said with a shrug. Minerva suddenly smiled and looked forward."If you were the mole, XERRD did a poor job," Minerva said. "Infecting you with the Maelstrom was kind of a dumb thing to do.""Perhaps Dr. Rex hid the mole's identity from most of his followers so defectors and captured scientists couldn't give it away? Provencal infected me, not knowing I was XERRD's eye in the Dino Attack Team.""Maybe. I'd think I would be a much more believable mole though."Zach gave a half-smirk. "Sure. Instead of concentrating on the Dino Attack's primary objective, the mole decided to chase after one agent.""All apart of my 'ploy', so to speak. I needed to gain the trust of someone. I started out small with some goofy, bespectacled redhead Standard Agent and would work up the ranks. I pretended to be attracted to you. Unfortunately, you, in turn, became attracted to me. A minor setback that I thought was dealt with when Provencal corrupted you. With you out of the picture, I would become closer friends with people like J.D., Nazareno, and Vinyaya while sending information to XERRD superiors. Then you just so happened to return to the camp and gave your message to Andrew."A sinister smirk appeared on Minerva's face. "At first, I was annoyed by your persistant attraction to me and was absolutely content with killing you off. However, I would have worked this angle to my advantage. I would use this message and the 'star-crossed lover' facade to get closer to Elite Agent Andrew so I could get information. The only problem would be having to go after you. I reasoned that if Andrew and I found you, I would kill you and Andrew and pretend I only barely escaped."Zach raised an eyebrow at how Minerva would go about being a mole. "And why would you keep me alive?"Minerva let out a long, fake sigh of disappointment. "When we defeated, I would've killed you and Andrew when Ahua intervened. You defeated him and saved my life. A small ounce of humanity would overcome me and I would let you live. We escaped and headed for the real Maelstrom Temple. Then we would get into the fight against Provencal and Glados. They would know I was the mole. They would make the attack look real while I made the injuries look real, all while giving you a hard time. When it came down to us and Provencal, I would pretend to have a breakdown so Provencal could 'defeat' me and kill you herself.""Why though? You could've killed me easily by switch over to Provencal's side.""I felt bad for you, naturally. So stricken by me. It was better for you to die believing that Minerva Fabello was ally and 'girlfriend' then know the horrible truth. Once again, my humanity was showing. Unfortunately, you killed Provencal. So I would maintain a relationship with you a little while longer."I would return to the Dino Attack Headquarters and begin working with the other mole in taking down that meddlesome Second Headquarters Squad. He gave me the symbol to begin by killing Engineer-""You didn't kill Engineer?" Zach interjected."Unfortunately, no. I would be sitting with Zelda Frodongan while the murder took place, who discussed her ridiculous theories with me. When the announcement was made that Engineer had died reached the mess hall, I began to make my move. Zelda and Vinyaya left, and I waited for you to return. I would tell you I was going to go take a shower, when in reality, I was going to head off Medic. I would be informed of his unorthodox measures and knew he would discover who the mole was with some medical procedure. I headed him off and murdered him. Then I would take said shower to clean off the blood and reunite with you."I would be helping the other mole with his killing spree, but your insistence at staying by my side hindered my plans. I might have been able to off Sniper while you went to pick up that laptop, but I decided not to risk it. After telling you the story of my past, we would start moving. At that point, the other mole would have made his grand move and murder Soldier, Spy, Heavy, and Scout. We would learn of what happened, leading us to go find Pyro and Demoman, where I could finish them off myself. Unfortunately, Minifigs by the bucketload began to arrive, making it hard to pull of the murder."Zach simply nodded, smirking slightly. "Alright, 'Master spy.' So what are you going to do now that you've revealed your whole diabolic purpose to me?"Minerva lips curled into a smile. "Let me see..." She scanned the hallway for a moment. Her eyes rested on a door that presumably led to a closet or office. "Ah! I would stay in character as completely stricken by you. I'd find a closet and forcibly shove you into it.""What? How would that-""When the agents would backtrace to see what happened, they would see two perfectly normal love-stricken young adults kissing in a closet. Unimpressed as they might be, they shrug it off and continued their escort. Once I made sure they were gone, I'd kill you."I don't-what?" Zach was surprised at this sudden turn."Then, to top it off, I would injury myself and make it seem like the mole killed you and grievously wounded me while I cried for help. Nobody would be the wiser." Minerva displayed look of seriousness on her face."You kiss me and then kill me?""Due to my pity toward your one-sided attraction toward me. And to stay in-character. If you can't already tell, I'm a fantastic actress, manipulating your feelings to my advantage.""Huh." Minerva smiled and continued to look ahead. Zach smiled half-heartedly. "Well, you've thoroughly convince me your the mole. Because I oddly find your story somewhat believable. Up until you kiss me and kill me."Minerva shrugged. "Remember that when your dead in a closet because you didn't listen to the mole who was trying to save your life." Zach looked at her once. She glanced at him briefly before suddenly kissing his cheek. He jumped back in surprise, causing Minerva to snicker as she walked ahead of him."Not funny," he said, trying to stop a smile from forming on his face. Minerva continued to walk ahead, unfazed."Nope. It's hilarious."

[Atton Rand]

IC: It was hardly long before Pyro and Demoman had been brought to the prison. As the group carried the two unconscious agents, they noticed that they were drawing attention from the only two other prisoners, one man with blonde hair, and the other that Vinyaya recognized as the man who tried to kill Amanda."We'd better disarm them," Angel Eyes said as they came to a stop. "Last thing we want is for them to have a hidden weapon of some sort."Demoman was easily stripped of his bandoliers and his clothes. When he was down to the basics, Firecracker placed him on a small cot in the cell. As soon as the others had turned their backs, he reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a stick of dynamite, and carefully placed it into the unconscious man's hand before closing the cell door behind him and walked toward the door."What is all this?" Donnie asked as he approached. "Walter. What's goi-""SHUT THE ZNAP UP, DONNIE!" Walter shouted angrily.Slowly, Sarah tried to help take care of Pyro's outfit. Removing the baggy clothing seemed nearly impossible, but she managed to reach for the mask. She carefully took it off of the agent's head. Maria removed the balaclava, and what everyone saw there was unbelievable."Oh my builder," Sarah muttered at the sight of Pyro's face.OOC: I toyed with a few ideas for this, like I was tossing around the possibility of having it turn out that Pyro is a woman, but I decided to leave it to PeabodySam to determine for sure. Personally, since Pyro is officially male, I'd hazard a guess that he'd probably be extremely pale skinned, unshaven, and sweaty (due to wearing the gas mask and baggy fire suit all the time) but again, I'm leaving it to PeabodySam to decide.

[PeabodySam]

OOC: Glad to see nobody actually burned down Dino Attack Headquarters in my absence.Wow, Brikman. If it weren't for the fact that we now know that Ata is behind this, that argument could work uncannily well towards Minerva Fabello being a mole. In fact, the argument she presented (i.e. gaining the trust of Dino Attack agents in high standing in order to appear innocent) could have easily been used for Amanda, and was actually one of the things Ata did.Well, Atton, given that Pyro's section on the Squad's wiki article states that he had a wife and kids who died in the Dino Attack, it would be kind of awkward if he was actually a woman. I agree with him most likely being pale, unshaven, and sweaty from being underneath that mask all the time; his time as an insane pyromaniac in the apocalypse likely has not done good things for his health.IC: "... in a fire. Luckily, the local LEGO Town fire department arrived at the scene immediately, and there were only minimal casualties. Right now, the building has been evacuated as there could have potentially been structural damage to the building itself, and construction crews have been deployed to survey the damage. But worry not, Miss Brix, because..."Bartholomew Enderson looked up to see Silencia Venomosa enter the bar. She took a seat, but to Enderson's surprise, she turned her attention to the news playing on the television. There was the news reporter, Lotta Brix, and she was interviewing someone that Venomosa recognized all too well."... despite this setback, the company will remain strong and geared towards the future, as it always has been. I have no doubt that my grandfather Korrupte would be proud to see how far Dacta Corporation has come in only three generations." As he said this, Edward Korrupte smiled assertively and adjusted his red tie."Excellent news, Mr. Korrupte," Lotta Brix flashed a smile. "Now, do you have any idea what may have caused the fire? Already, rumors are circulating, especially with the recent murder of Mr. Sindstorme, that this was no mere accident, and someone with malicious intent may have triggered the fire. Do you think the elusive Silencia Venomosa may have been behind this?"As Korrupte's smile disappeared and was replaced by a grim expression, Enderson leaned in close to Venomosa, gestured towards the television, and raised an eyebrow questioningly. Her response was simple and understood as she shook her head ever-so-slightly. She had already received her reward from Korrupte; there was no profit to be gained from antagonizing him... at least, not without a client."I highly doubt that Venomosa was behind this," stated Korrupte. "Recovered security footage shows a pair of unidentifiable men entering the building with a canister of kerosene. They were sloppy in covering their tracks, and I have already notified the authorities, ensuring that they will be tracked down and brought to justice. Besides, I personally do not believe in the myth of Silencia Venomosa, and I am confident that I have nothing to fear at all from her."Quietly, Bartholomew Enderson slipped Silencia Venomosa the envelope from Walter Breen. She took it, opened it, and read the letter inside. "He says that everything you need to know is in that letter," whispered Enderson. "He... didn't want to see you in person."Venomosa sighed and gently shook her head, an action that took Enderson by surprise for a brief moment. She was always a stoic, which combined with her eerie silence to place her right in the middle of Uncanny Valley. And yet, as Enderson reminded himself, she was only Minifig. A girl who could not have been more than 20. Evidently, she agreed with Enderson's view on Breen, and was disappointed to see such cowardice in her clients.As she folded the letter once more, Enderson caught a brief glimpse of a few words that stood out to him: "Dacta Corporation" and "Edward Korrupte". He glanced back at the television screen, and Lotta Brix was still interviewing the CEO of Dacta."... but worry not, since I shall be surrounded by police escorts at all times. If anyone dares to lay a finger on me, he must be absolutely mad to try such an attempt."Oh my Builder, thought Enderson. He glanced back at Silencia Venomosa, who was already standing up and about to depart. It occurred to him that, as her secret keeper who had somehow managed to stay alive, he might possibly be the only person in the whole world that she actually trusted. She was only Minifig, a girl no more than 20, and she trusted him as a daughter might trust her father. As she turned to leave, Bartholomew Enderson spoke in a wavering voice, but with genuine compassion: "Take care."She glanced quickly over her shoulder and locked eyes with him. She simply nodded in reply. Then, she left the restaurant."Be safe," whispered Bartholomew Enderson.

*****

Rex pulled the joystick, and his newly-repaired hover-chair moved forward. The hover-chair's design was a marvel to behold, assembled with advanced technology that could have only come from the greatest minds of Paradox. Unfortunately, that meant that repairing the broken and glitching chair was easier said than done for Dino Attack Team's most skilled technicians. They had only just fixed its problems, but before giving it back to Rex, they had warned him that the slightest bit of damage could potentially cause it to start malfunctioning again.Accompanying Rex were two of his closest teammates: Amanda Claw and Frozeen. Even with the mole's identity revealed, Rex felt it was best to surround himself with people he knew for certain that he could trust. Together, they entered the room where Attila "Ata" Hunstman once lived, before his living situation was permanently changed to a cell."Look at this," Frozeen pointed towards Ata's bed. On its own, it appeared normal. Compared to the rest of the standard-issue beds for Dino Attack agents, Rex could see that its pillow appeared thicker than normal. As an Alpha Team agent, Frozeen's attention to detail served him well.Together, they approached the bed, and Amanda cautiously slipped her hand into the pillowcase. She pulled out, much to her surprise, a briefcase. It was locked, but before Frozeen could offer to open it, Amanda had picked the lock herself. The briefcase opened, and their eyes widened at what they saw."Wait a second," blinked Rex. "Amanda? Remember how we ran into Spy and he was grumbling something about a briefcase? I think we just found out what happened to it."Spy's briefcase contained an assortment of gear. There was a handheld device which Frozeen identified as the electro-sapper, designed to disable security systems... for example, the cameras and turrets set up by Engineer. There were packs and packs of cigarettes, much to Amanda's disgust, but Rex noted that only some of them were real; the rest were the fake kind that created smokescreens, such as the one used in the Portal Operations Room. There was a number of knives and pistols inside the suitcase, which must have been the weapons that Ata used in addition to stealing Amanda's knife.But most notably, there were clothes. Lots and lots of clothes. More clothes than Rex thought it possible to fit inside a single briefcase. As Rex, Amanda, and Frozeen rummaged through these clothes, they realized that they were not just any clothes, but disguises. One set of clothes looked like it would be worn by Pyro. Another set bore more than a passing semblance to Greybeard's pirate garb. There was also a XERRD labcoat, an Ogel Drone uniform, and even a dress inside the suitcase.Amanda's eyes drifted towards an envelope underneath the cigarette packs. She took it and, with Rex's permission, opened it and pulled out a number of photographs. Every single picture showed the late Jim "Spy" Covalent, ninja cowl and all, in various romantic scenes with a woman who bore some semblance to the equally-late Bob "Scout" Rutherford. She showed this photos to Rex and Frozeen before opening a second envelope she saw in the briefcase. Reading it, she reported: "It's a love letter to Helen Rutherford, telling her about the victory at Fort Legoredo and promising to return to her as soon as the Dino Attack war ended."Looking over the photographs, Rex murmured, "He must really have loved her. It's really a pity that the letter never got delivered... or that his promise will not be fulfilled. And on top of all that, her son won't be coming home, either." Rex sighed. "Poor Helen Rutherford. I'll have to extend my sympathies towards her... it must be so hard for her to lose two loved ones in this horrible war.""This reminds me," Amanda gently put down the letter. "I need to write a letter of my own. You see, there are some loose ends that need to be tied up... and one of them is an old friend of mine, Bartholomew Enderson. I... I need to write him a letter, thanking him for always being there for me... and telling him that... that I'm sorry... that he is free now.""Well, well, well. What do we have here?"Rex, Amanda, and Frozeen startled at the sound of that deep, booming, all-too-familiar voice. Amanda and Frozeen spun around, while Rex rotated his chair to face the voice's owner. Striding into the room, flanked by a pair of Guard Drones, was none other than Evil Ogel himself.

[Andrewnuva199]

IC: Semick was proceeding down one of Dino Attack Headquarters's hallways, his mind bogged down by the days events. It was definitively ab unwelcome return to the thoughts of how he had to operate in the last days of Adventurers' Island.He had found out all he could about the mole situation. Earlier in the morning, agent Engineer was found dead in the halls from a bullet to the head. Some of the agents who had checked back on his post in a security wing revealed someone had been meddling with the security systems. Whoever it was had been trying to blind their eyes, and Engineer had clearly been killed for trying to stop him.His body was handed off to agent Medic for an autopsy. While having the security of his comrade and friend Heavy should've been enough security, the killer had managed to take the opportunity of Heavy going out for a sandwich break to strike. The heavy weapons agent returned to the grim sight of finding Medic dead on the floor. The theory going around was that the mole was simply ensuring that no signs were found for his identity.Shortly afterwards, agent Sniper was found without life signs in his sniping post. There were signs of a scuffle, and it appeared he had fought the best he could against his attacker, but he had simply been outmatched, and received a fatal stab wound for his troubles. While the agent wasn't the only long range security the team had for sure, it was obvious to Semick that losing such a skilled sharpshooter would serve as a weakness for the team.Then came the real bloodbath. Agents Scout, Soldier, and Heavy had regrouped to a "safe room", the former room of operations for a project regarding portals that had faced difficulties during Digger's schism. Through chance, Rex had ended up being brought there, and Spy arrived as well to give the group more details on the mole and warnings on what he could be capable of. It seemed that paranoia soon set in, and Soldier and Heavy began firing shotguns and miniguns at their comrades. But soon after that, the mole had struck again, and by the end of it, Spy, Scout, Heavy, and Soldier were all dead. Rex seemed to have only barely survived, the commotion the event had caused having resulted in agents flocking to the scene, and the mole fleeing before he could be discovered.The event had left seven out of the nine member Second Headquarters Squad deceased, and the emotional stress had taken its toll on the remaining two members. Just a few mintues ago, agents Pyro and Demoman held up rooms in the basement level with an insanely large blaze and a boatload of explosives, respectively. Luckily, fellow agents and some members from LEGO City's fire department were able to calm the issue, and the agents in question were brought to the holding wing for their own safety.Fortunately, these crimes were not going unpunished. Semick had managed to encounter Shadow during his investigation into the matter, and he was told that Semick had managed to catch the mole in the act. While the Founding agent didn't know himself who it was, he was able to tell Semick that the traitor was under interrogation now, and would be punished as seen fit.It calmed the Elite Agent to know that this crisis was more or less at an end. But he still didn't feel right. This event only showed that their enemies were intending to try and underwhelm the heart of Dino Attack operations itself. Granted, such an act wouldn't be surprising, and the Cam O'Cozy matter showed that XERRD had been trying to break them where it hurt before, but trying to undermine base defenses when LEGO City had been sufficiently defended from major Mutant Dino infestation for months seemed to signify that something was brewing within the enemy forces.Something big..."Semick?... hey, Semick!"A shake on the shoulder brought Semick back to the present. He was mildly surprised to see Andrew at his side, his companion Laxus and a winged Hybrid standing nearby."Ah, Andrew. Sorry, I was... occupied with something. You two been busy with much?""Mostly just helping our newest ally get acquainted with the team," said Laxus, gesturing to the hybrid. She smiled and gave a small wave."You must be Pterisa, I'm guessing?" said Semick. She nodded. "Ah, I thank you for the role you played at the Imagination Temple. You have my gratitude and appreciation, I assure you that." He took a moment to shake her hand."You're welcome," Pterisa said with a bit of gratitude herself. "My... friends here have shown me around the base and introduced me to alot of interesting activities. It's been quite helpful for my nerve.""Good to hear." Semick turned to Andrew. "How much have you heard about the mole business?"Andrew frowned. "We spent the last few half-hours watching a movie, so I can't say I've heard much. I know about what happened with Rex, Spy and the others, and what Pyro and Demoman did, but not much beyond that.""There isn't much else to tell, admittedly. I've heard Specs's got someone they're pretty sure is the mole, which is reassuring, but I can't say I'm quite at ease.""Why's that?" asked Laxus.Semick took a glance at his surroundings. "Let's take this somewhere with a bit more space. I don't want to crowd the halls or anything."

Edited July 5, 2012 by Andrewnuva199

[Atton Rand]

Well, Atton, given that Pyro's section on the Squad's wiki article states that he had a wife and kids who died in the Dino Attack, it would be kind of awkward if he was actually a woman. I agree with him most likely being pale, unshaven, and sweaty from being underneath that mask all the time; his time as an insane pyromaniac in the apocalypse likely has not done good things for his health.

OOC: I failed to notice that, though theoretically Pyro could have been homosexual (as in, "she" finds people of "her" own gender attractive, thus marries a woman) and adopted children.Anyway, I have this one idea I think I ought to write down.IC: "Can I help you?" Said the young woman at the other side of the counter in that small bar as Schiess sat down. The bar itself was filled with various travellers, astronauts and some aliens of various types. In the back there were a group of people who looked like they were heading for that Ice Planet. Schiess recalled hearing news of that, and the people who actually thought they could colonize that place. One or two space police officers were sitting in the back with donuts, their bright green suits making them stand out, but they were probably off duty, and too busy to notice any of the illegal business that sometimes went on in here."Yeah," replied Schiess. "Anything you'd recommend?""Well," replied the barmaid. "There was this one weird drink you can try.""Sure," replied Schiess.Slowly, the barmaid poured a strange green-ish liquid into a small shotglass and handed it to Schiess. He took one sip and nearly gagged."What the znap is this?" Schiess asked."I don't know," replied the barmaid. "Some alien we recently made contact with. I think they called themselves insectoids or something.""What?" Schiess asked."They're pretty strange things," replied the barmaid. "In fact there's one back there."Schiess slowly turned and got a glimpse at a hideous-looking minifig, though his face was only partially visible through his thick helmet."What do you have that's actually drinkable?" Schiess asked after a moment. The barmaid quickly poured him a glass of beer."That's a bit better," replied Schiess. "Listen, you got a name?""Carrie," replied the barmaid. "Carrie Enderson.""Enderson," Schiess said. "That name sounds familiar.""I got a brother back on LEGO Planet," replied Carrie. "He runs a popular bar in LEGO City.""I see," replied Schiess. "Interesting. Listen, I need you to do a few things for me. The bartender hears everything, right?""Yeah," replied Carrie."Good," replied Schiess. "In that case I got a task for you. I'm a mercenary, you see. This seems like a good place to find work.""You want a job?""Are you kidding?" Replied Schiess. "Me? A bartender, that would be insane. What I'd like you to do is listen for anything, make notes if you can on anything that sounds like a rough job that pays.""Alright," replied Carrie."If you find anything worthwhile I'll slip a little extra into your tip," replied Schiess. He slowly handed her a twenty dollar bill."How can I reach you if I find anything?" Carrie asked."You don't," replied Schiess. "I'll come back at the end of the week and see if there's anything, and if you try to tell anybody about this I'm going to put a bullet in your megablocking head. Understand?"Carrie nodded with a faint smile. Schiess then stood up and walked toward the door.

[Benton Kabrinsky]

OOC: Sorry I haven't posted in a long time, my school got really busy at the end of the year, and I wasn't really inspired to write, as I still feel a little out of the loop. But anyway, incredibly long post (s) inbound!IC:B leaned over the railing of the ship and smiled. For once, it seemed that they were in the clear. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a figure walk up behind him.“Do you want an explanation?”“No. I think I got one.”***“Alright guys, by my calculations, we're almost there.”“Brilliant deduction, Rob. As if we couldn't tell by the silhouette of the giant megabloking temple in the distance,” said B.Suddenly, a shadow passed over them. B looked up and saw that their helicopters were moving away from the temple. He scanned what he could observe of the sky, and concluded that that must have been the last vehicle to leave the temple.“Well, megablock. Apparently, they won the battle, but now they left, presumably to the outpost.”“B, we could turn and head back to the outpost,” said Sam.“Not feasible. By that time, night will have fallen. Plus, they will just be picking up equipment, people, and whatever else we left there. By the time we get there, the outpost might not exist.”“So... You're suggesting we stay by a destroyed temple that was home to a force of chaotic destruction, and hope that someone finds us?” said Kevin.“No, it's safer here because we will be able to see any threats that attack us at least a few seconds before we're hit, and also, there's gotta be something we can salvage. Maybe find someone. I doubt it, though.”“Oh, you're absolutely right about that,” a mysterious voice came from behind them, “You definitely found someone. Or rather, I found you.”“One impossibility after another,” muttered B, “First, almost dieing a few times, then being rescued from those situations, and then... I refuse to believe this. You're dead. I killed you. You. Cannot. Be. Alive.”“Ah, but I am. And a questions stands: if so many things that you deem “impossible” happen to you, how can this be any different?”B turned to face the mysterious figure. He looked shaken, and seethed with rage, though he barely contained it beneath the face of control. He made a move to attack the figure, but Kevin held him back.“Zapper.”“Ah, so you remember my name as well!”“I killed you. I put my gun against your head and I pulled the trigger. There's no way you could be alive.”“Allow me to explain, then. I pulled what might be termed a Brickfeld gambit. I hired a thug to become my body double. He trained to impersonate my voice, my mannerisms, and my personality. Unfortunately, he successfully impersonated my old personality, hence why he went on a rampage, and you then killed him. If it had been me you were facing, I doubt you would have killed me. But that is not the only revelation that should happen today. Kevin Kabrinsky, do you have any secrets that would be shared?”B looked over at Kevin, quizzically, still trying to digest the piece of information that had been given to him. Kevin sighed and shrugged his shoulders.“Alright B, you remember how our fathers had another brother? One that you never met?”“Yeah, I've seen pictures of them when they were kids.”“And you were told that he was dead?”“He was hit by a car if I remember correctly.”“What if I told you that the story was a lie?”“Tell me the truth, then.”“Ezekiel Kabrinsky isn't dead. He left our family because of his own choices, and grandpa accepted that, but he never said that he had more than two sons.”“Wait. Are you saying that Zapper... The Ogel agent... The guy who tried to kill me... Twice, I might add, is actually my uncle?”Kevin sighed, “To be fair, I was the only one who knew, and this is the first time any of the others have heard this as well. But yeah, it's true.”“And that's where my part of the story comes in,” said Zapper, “I was the black sheep of the Kabrinsky family. I didn't agree with my family, or my country. So, I left. I was idealistic, or so I thought. I turned to... less than respectable friends, who helped me fulfil my “ideals.” Within a few years, I realized that I was little more than a pawn in an organized terrorist cell. So, I left, and I was faced with no future. I couldn't go back to my family, after what I had done, and I couldn't just get a job. So, I because a criminal. I didn't rob old ladies of their purses, nor did I become a dashing criminal, staging elaborate heists. I stole from corporations though, breaking into chemical labs and stealing hazardous substances, either selling them on the black market, or keeping them and then experimenting. I became known as the go-to guy in the underworld when it came to creative ways to kill people. And then, one fateful night, I robbed one chemical plant too many. The cops were waiting for me. I ran, more than I ever had, and I ended up cornered in a back alley, by the last person I had expected to see in the entire world: my own brother. When we recognized each other, we stared in shock. And then, I shot first. I stood there and watched my brother die. It was your father, B. As he died, he said one thing to me: “Take care of them.” And I realized then that I still had something to do with my life.”“Very idealistic of you.”“Idealistic, no. Every person has their own moral code. They will never break it, because it changes as they do. What happened was that I realized how much my own code had changed. I wondered if my “morals” would allow me to care for my own family anymore.”“Have you figured that out?”“I feel that I have been dead to emotions for a long time. I do not feel love for my family, as I never felt it from them. But with my brother's dying words, I saw something that I could do. Something that would give me a reason to live. The way the world goes now is a descending spiral, going on towards oblivion. I hate people for what they've done.”“And so,” said Kevin, “After he nearly killed you, B, he contacted me, asking if he could count on me to relay information to Intelligence. He felt that he could help in that way.”“I see.”“And then, when the Dino Attack started, I realized that it would be no good for me to remain in Ogel's organization, so I joined XERRD. They welcomed me with open arms, because they had heard of my exceptional... skills. I wasn't able to access much info, but what I could when through Kevin.”“I get the picture,” said B, “We need to turn to more practical issues. If you are going to help us, then help us get out of here... Uncle... Zeke.”“Follow me, then.” Ezekiel led them to a dock used by XERRD scientists, where a research boat was docked.“This is it? No weapons?”“It was a civilian research ship. There are defence mechanisms, however, they are more subtle than the military vehicles that you're used to. Now, let's get on board, and set course for... Where? For all intents and purposes, we are dead. We could do whatever we want, because who cares where dead men go?”“LEGO City, and don't spare the engine,” said B.***B looked off into the distance and saw that the broken skyline of LEGO City was coming into view. He climbed up to the bridge of the ship.“Feels too good to be true, doesn't it, Sam.”Sam looked up from his computer.“You're awfully cheerful, B. Did someone spike your rations with something out of the medical cupboard?”“No, I just feel like I've accepted what has happened to us. I feel calm.”“That still might be some of the painkillers talking. The first thing we should do is get you, Kev, and Chris to the medical centre.”"Right..."The radio hummed to life. A voice spoke."Unidentified vessel, this is LEGO City control. Please identify yourself. You aren't scheduled to arrive."B took the microphone."LEGO City, this is Benton Kabrinsky and squad, arriving from Adventurer's Island. We need minifigs on board that require medical attention.""Impossible. Your squad was reported KIA. I'll let you dock, but we need someone to verify your identity. Over and out.""Well, megablock you too," said B.

[Brikman McStudz]

IC:“Not to appear lazy,” Minerva muttered to Zach. “But I think there is enough people here to keep track of Pyro and Demoman. And it’s getting crowded. Could we leave without getting in trouble.”Zach nodded in agreement. “I’d say we can move on.” The two then turned and started to leave the prison complex. “You can finally pull off your ‘kiss and kill’ plan.”Minerva rolled eyes in amusement. “You’re never going to drop it, are you?”“No. The very idea just seems so outlandishly ridiculous that the entire gambit about you being the mole lost its charm.”“Oh no! Now you don’t think I’m the mole! I might as well go cry in a corner now,” Minerva said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.“Okay, okay, I get it,” Zach said defensively. “I’ll move on. For now.”"Good."***************************************They returned to the armory and picked up some bigger weapons; Minerva grabbed a Sonic Screamer and Zach resigned to a Cosmotronic Ray. The two then headed outside the headquarters' front doors.Zach breathed in a large gulp of air as he looked ahead. LEGO City was still a wreck, but with more people moving back, things were starting to get cleaned up and restored to a semi-decent state.Minerva stood beside him, looking into the city. "This place looked really bad the last time I was here."Zach nodded in agreement. "Now that people are moving back in, that's expected.""I hope moving people back in doesn't kill any civilians," Minerva said quietly. "What if Dr. Rex organizes his Mutant Dinos to attack here again? Civilians will be caught in the crossfire."Zach flinched. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that." It was a very real possibility. The war was reaching its climax, especially with the cleansing of the Maelstrom Temple. XERRD has made their move with mole. One would hope that the Dino Attack Team would respond quickly by heading to Dinosaur Island and finishing off XERRD and it's forces before XERRD mounted an attack on LEGO City.Minerva raised her Sonic Screamer. "Who's that?" Zach squinted as he saw a man slowly approaching the headquarters, a bag over his shoulder. As he came closer, Minerva lowered her weapon slightly. "I think its a civilian.""Yeah. I think it's..." Zach allowed himself to smile as he identified the man with a black mustache and a blue cap. "Ed Mail.""Who?" Minerva looked at him, then in realization, "A LEGO Islander, right?" Zach nodded as he walked up to greet Ed Mail."Here I go again," Ed began. "I know, I know. I'm in your way. Hey, I know you-""Good to see you again, Ed," Zach said. "Still making the rounds?""Oh, hello Zachary. You know how it is. Rain, snow, sleet, and hail will never stop me. Why should an apocalypse? Besides, the mail must be delivered, shouldn't it? Oh, yes it must."Zach smiled as he listened to Ed ramble on. Behind him, Minerva half-grinned, somewhat confused by Ed's behavior. "Ed, this is Minerva Fabello, my...ah, girlfriend." Minerva shook Ed's hand somewhat nervously."Good to meet you. I have a letter for you. Or did I leave it at the station-?""A letter?" Minerva repeated, surprised. Ed pulled his sack over his shoulder and started shuffling through hundreds of envelopes. He pulled one out at last."This is for you, Zach," he said. Zach accepted it. He presumed it was from his family in Antarctica. Ed continued to look for Minerva's letter. She looked on anxiously. Finally, he pulled it out and handed it to Minerva."There you go," Ed lifted himself back up and cracked his back. "You wouldn't believe how heavy that bag is. Or you might. I don't know. I suppose I'll have to see my brother about it. Yes, I should.""Thanks, Ed," Zach said, grinning. Ed Mail nodded once before he started walking toward the Dino Attack Headquarters entrance. He turned back to Minerva, who was eyeing the letter curiously. She looked up at him, to Ed, then back to him."He was...interesting," Minerva said. "Is everyone on LEGO Island like that?""No. Some people are considerable more...'interesting', I suppose. You haven't met people like Captain Rom or Nubby. Rom takes his job very seriously and Nubby will talk your ear off if you give him the chance. But they're all decent people. You'll get used to their mannerisms soon enough."Minerva smiled faintly before looking at the envelope. "Who would send me a letter?" she thought out loud."Your mother?" Zach guessed. "Oswald?" Minerva shot him a dirty look."I doubt she even realizes that her home has been flattened by Mutant Dinos and she's never written in the past. Why now? And Oswald has that agent Keith Empson's PDA remember. He can send me threatening messages through that." Zach flinched at Minerva's sudden cold tone. She tore open the envelope and read the letter in silence. As she read, her eyes seemed to widen."What?" Zach asked, worried. She lowered the letter and looked at Zach, showing little emotion."You weren't too far off. The letter says Mom died a few days ago."

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Wow. Are we going to have to make a category on the wiki for mothers now? Between Sarah Bishop and Athena Fabello there seem to be quite a few popping up.Speaking of mothers, it's occured to me that we haven't seen much of a Kate/Sarah relationship going on yet.IC: "Hey Kate," said a familiar voice. Kate looked up from the couch she was sitting on to see the face of Lance Williams."How you doing?" Lance asked with a slight hint of enthusiasm."I'm fine," replied Kate. She was simply flipping through various channels on the television set."Look," Lance said. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for anything I might have said on the island. A couple of us were thinking about getting together tonight, maybe having a party of some kind. Perhaps you'd care to join us.""Maybe," replied Kate.At that moment, the door opened, and Sarah Bishop walked into the room. Upon seeing her, Lance turned with a slight look of fear in his face."I wasn't going to hurt her," Lance said, nervously, remembering what this woman had done."It's alright," replied Sarah. "Kate, is this guy bothering you?"Kate shook her head. "Mom, it's okay.""Mom," Lance muttered with a slight smile, amused that Kate's mother had shown up in the base, though she seemed to feel rather awkward.

[PeabodySam]

OOC: I wasn't saying it was impossible that A.J. Orange could be a homosexual woman; I just thought that, on a site such as this one, themes such as sexual orientation might be a little... out of place. Then again, this is Dino Attack RPG, full of violence, drugs, and swearing, so anything is possible I suppose... but I just prefer the idea of an ugly man being under Pyro's mask.Funny thing that reminded me of, though. When I reflected upon the fact that Frozeen is 32 and we have very little information regarding his romantic life (back in the Alpha Team: Mission Deep Freeze RPG, everyone had a girlfriend... except Frozeen), I briefly (as in, for maybe about thirty seconds) considered the possibility of Frozeen actually being a closet homosexual. I ultimately dismissed the notion in favor of basing Frozeen's romantic life upon my own personal experience (i.e. he is definitely heterosexual, but rather socially awkward and even a little lacking in the self-esteem department, which makes it a little difficult for him in the dating department). At the end of the day, it's better to write about what you know; writing a character as something that I was not might potentially cause him to fall under certain... stereotypes. Therefore, Frozeen is a heterosexual, if socially-awkward, individual. Maybe, if I'm feeling nice to him, I'll finally give him a girlfriend before all is said and done.Also, Brikman, very nice timing with Ed Mail. What with the letter that Amanda needs to write, it's a good thing that he showed up so that she can deliver it!Now, to listen to "Final Boss [Orchestral Remix] - Mario & Luigi: Bowser's Inside Story Music Extended" to cure that PeabodySam's Disease and do some IC writing...IC: All eyes were on Evil Ogel as he strode towards Rex, Amanda, and Frozeen, flanked by a pair of Guard Drones that stared forward with blank expressions and empty eye sockets. Ogel approached the trio and looked upon them as a king may look upon his servants. "I understand the Dino Attack Team has been having some... difficulties involving a XERRD mole," rumbled Evil Ogel, his baritone voice echoing through the room."Err, yes, that is correct," nodded Rex. "We have taken care of the issue. The mole has been identified and taken into custody.""Is that so?" Ogel raised an eyebrow, puckering his lips ever-so-slightly as he did so. "What a shame. I was hoping to assist your team in tracking down the mole."Frozeen frowned. "If you don't mind me asking, Ogel, how exactly would you have assisted us?"Evil Ogel smiled darkly as he chuckled. "A few Evil Plant leaves, a little Green Goo... and a couple of Mind-Control Orbs. It would have been all too simple for me to force the mole to publicly confess the truth. All too simple indeed." He laughed, a terrifying sound that rang through the Dino Attack Headquarters.Rex and Amanda traded worried glances while Frozeen made a disgusted sound under his breath."Very well then," nodded Ogel. "As the mole situation has been taken care of, what do we have here?""Oh, nothing," shrugged Rex. "We're just checking the contents of a dead man's briefcase.""Oh?" Ogel raised an eyebrow. "Who's the dead man, might I ask?""Agent Spy," Rex replied quickly, only to realize too late, as Frozeen shot him a glare, that he said too much.Evil Ogel's lips curled into a hideous smile. "Ah, at last. Agent Spy has met his demise. I have had enough with him sneaking through my bases, uninvited, all while disguised as one of my Skeleton Drones. He was a worthy adversary, but it admittedly comes as pleasant news to know that he has finally passed. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to take a look at Spy's briefcase."Despite his faux politeness, Rex, Amanda, and Frozeen could tell that any attempt to refuse would elicit an unwanted response from the two Guard Drones. They had no choice but to back down and give Ogel what he wanted.Evil Ogel approached the briefcase and began rummaging through it. He looked through all the clothes and scowled as he laid eyes upon the numerous Ogel Drone disguises. But then, one disguise in particular caught his attention. Raising his eyebrows in surprise, he reached into the briefcase and pulled out a black helmet with a golden visor, nearly identical to the one that he wore.For a moment, he stood perfectly still, silent as the grave. Then, Ogel's face broke out into a grin again, but Frozeen noticed that it wasn't his evil gloating type of smile, but his sinister masterminding type of smile. "I don't believe it," Ogel whispered. "I've got it! I see it now! It is clear as day now! Oh, what a brilliant plan I have masterminded! Dr. Rex shall never see this one coming!"With that, Evil Ogel turned to face one of his Guard Drone. "Contact DID-S4, DID-S2, and DID-S5 of squadron LMM-03/04-01. It is time! This plan, I will guarantee you, shall not fail! It's foolproof! Whereas my gambits with the Boggle Rocket, the D.O.O.M., the Whirlpool Machine, the Time Freeze Ray, and more have all failed, this plan will succeed! I know it! It is the perfect plan to... to..." Ogel faltered, as his expression turned to a confused frowned."I never thought I'd see the day," smirked Frozeen, "when Evil Ogel, known for masterminding failed plot after failed plot to take over the world, finally comes up with the perfect, foolproof plan...""... to save the world," Evil Ogel finally managed to spit out, through clenched teeth and with a grudgingly bitter tone.OOC: I've got an idea, Atton, for how Amanda Claw is going to approach Montoya. Hopefully, I'll get around to using it in my next IC.

[avmatoran]

OOC:Well, I've got a post that might fix the hover hair and also get a little extra in, bit it would require Rex and Amanda to be at the same place.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: I wasn't saying it was impossible that A.J. Orange could be a homosexual woman; I just thought that, on a site such as this one, themes such as sexual orientation might be a little... out of place. Then again, this is Dino Attack RPG, full of violence, drugs, and swearing, so anything is possible I suppose... but I just prefer the idea of an ugly man being under Pyro's mask.OOC: I've got an idea, Atton, for how Amanda Claw is going to approach Montoya. Hopefully, I'll get around to using it in my next IC.

OOC: I don't really see anything wrong with including homosexuals. The way I see it, we should be fine as long as we don't get too... um... explicit. Essentially we'd probably just write such characters the same way as the other romantic arcs, only the two lovers are of the same gender now.Also, it is good to see that that one thread is finally being resolved. I wondered why Amanda was taking it so well that a guy offered her cigarettes and tried to blow her head off with a shotgun. Even if she didn't recognize him I would have expected her to react to the assassination attempt.Just for fun, I'm thinking I'm going to try out my idea, and let's see how it turns out.IC: The agent formerly known as Pyro growned as she slowly started to come to her senses. The sight of what lay beneath that mask was quite a shock toward everyone.What most people expected was probably to see an ugly man, dirty, unshaven, pale, but what they saw was something different."I told you so," Clint muttered as he looked at Pyro.Her skin was understandably pale, almost gray. She was soaked in sweat, which dripped down her messy hair and the small tank top which until a few minutes ago was covered by a baggy fire suit. Her hair was long, straight, and dark-coloured, though it was hard to tell if it was her natural colour of it was just really dirty."Why am I in here?" Pyro asked."You can talk?" Angel Eyes remarked with a grin."Yeah," replied Pyro. "I can talk. You didn't think I could talk. I talk all the time.""Good," replied Angel Eyes."Can someone explain why I'm in here?" Pyro asked again. In the cell over, Demoman muttered something incomprehensible in his sleep."What do you-" Dude was about to say before he cut himself off. "You lit a znapping room on fire, man!""Brilliant, wasn't it," replied Pyro with a grin. "If that mole came for me I was going to see to it that he burned in megablockland!"Desperately, Pyro started searching through her clothes, probably hoping to find a lighter or something else that could produce a flame."You won't find anything in there," Vinyaya said. "This was for your own good.""I think we ought to have someone stand guard," Angel Eyes said sternly. "We'll take turns on shifts, maybe two at a time. I don't want either of them trying anything, and if the mole comes to kill either of them I think they ought to have some protection."Isn't that a bit much for an empty priso-" Donnie was about to say before Walter cut him off. "SHUT THE ZNAP UP DONNIE! It's only mostly empty, there's two other prisoners here."

[PeabodySam]

OOC: ... Well, there go my plans to reveal that "A.J." stood for "Andrew Jackson", as a little shout-out to the fact that Abraham Lincoln was the first (and, some believe, the current) Team Fortress 2 Pyro.And so, I guess that makes Pyro our first explicitly homosexual character in Dino Attack RPG (sure, there was some Ho Yay between Tzenovich and Luzwheit, but that was nothing more than just subtext). Unless, of course, I retcon "wife and kids" on the wiki to "husband and kids" (since nothing on the wiki, especially stuff on the wiki that is never mentioned in-game, is set in stone), but I think it's best to see what the other Dino Attack RPG players think before I do this. Personally, I find there's nothing wrong with homosexuality, but... well, you know... there's always going to be some people who are strictly against it, and I just don't want any trouble here.Also, I forgot to mention this, but interesting to see a Distaff Counterpart to Bartholomew Enderson. I've actually been writing something tentatively titled "Bartender Confessions", in which Bartholomew recounts his experience with Silencia Venomosa (i.e. how they met, how he ended up as her secret-keeper, etc.).IC: After reading the letter over for the third or fourth time, Amanda Claw was finally satisfied. She could never put her emotions down in words as easily as in body language, but this would have to suffice. Silently, she folded the letter, placed it in an envelope, and stood from her desk."Are you ready?" inquired Rex.Amanda nodded. With that, they left Rex's room and headed to the Dino Attack post room. Along the way, they passed the door to the prison complex. Amanda paused there just long enough for Rex to stop his hover-chair and turn around with a confused expression."That's the prison complex," he murmured, "I thought we were heading to the...""We are," nodded Amanda. "This letter is going to tie up one loose end. While I'm here, I would like to tie up another loose end. There's someone I need to speak with."Rex realized to whom she was referring. "Would you like me to come in with you?" offered Rex, concerned.Amanda shook her head. "I know that you're saying that for my own safety... but I feel that this would be better if I could speak with him one-on-one.""Then I'll wait out here until you return," decided Rex.Amanda Claw opened the door, passed through the security checks, and entered the prison complex. She considered it a good omen that most of the cells were unoccupied, and of the handful that were occupied, Amanda only knew a few of the occupants.In one cell sat Demoman, who was drunkenly singing a song to himself. "Ah sailor went t' sea, sea, sea t' see what he could see, see, see, but all that he could see, see, see was th' bo'om o' th' deep blue sea, sea, sea!" The way he put emphasis on the word "blue", Amanda noted, seemed to reflect his depressed mood; evidently, he was still hit hard by Ronald E. Army's death.Do you SEE what I did there?At last, Amanda found the person she was looking for. A man in his late 30s or early 40s, dressed casually, a cigarette butt in his mouth, sitting in a way that made it clear that he seemed resigned to his fate. Silently, she stood outside his cell, locking her eyes upon his form.When he looked up and saw her, he startled. Just seeing her made all the horrible memories that haunted his nightmares for eight years come rushing back. Despite the cold fear running through his body, he managed to appear composed, and put on a scowl as he glared at her. "Why?" he hissed. "After all these years, why do you come to haunt me now? What sort of dark sadistic gambit are you planning to make my life miserable?"Amanda's features were solemn. In her years as Silencia Venomosa, she left no survivors or witnesses, and thus could not imagine how horribly the life of such a survivor would be forever impacted by their encounter with the infamous assassin. Now, as she looked into Montoya's eyes, she knew. And it sickened her, filling her with guilt for what she had done."Montoya," she spoke, quietly yet loud enough for the prisoner to hear her words.At the sound of her voice, Montoya blinked in surprise and stared at her with shock, just as Schiess had done back in the Maelstrom Temple. Surely, everyone knew that the one defining trait about Silencia Venomosa was that she never, ever spoke. As this realization washed over Montoya, his aggressive facade faded away as guilt settled in. "I can't believe it," he whispered as he lowered his gaze. "I got the wrong woman. I'm... I'm so sorry..."Amanda shook her head. "No, Montoya. You need to listen to me. I'm the one who should be sorry... because you were right. You got the right woman."Montoya raised an eyebrow and looked up at her once again. "What?"Amanda sighed. "The very first thing you asked me when you came into Dino Attack Headquarters... if I remembered you. I do remember you. I thought you were dead, and I had not given a single thought to you or Schiess since that night... but yes, I do remember you. I remember Schiess. I remember Orange, Scorsese, Verbal, Deniro, and Keaton.""So it was you," Montoya muttered bitterly."And I understand," continued Amanda, "why your first instinct upon entering Dino Attack Headquarters was to shoot me in the face with a shotgun. But as much as you would like to come up to me and say, 'Hello. My name is Montoya. You killed my teammates. Prepare to die,' I know that you will never get your revenge. You don't have it in you to look me in the eyes as you pull that trigger... and walk away, forever burdened by the fact that you have just taken someone else's life, just as I had taken five lives that fateful night. You may have pointed a shotgun at me today, but I could tell that, even if Zachary Virchaus hadn't conveniently shown up, you didn't actually have it in you to actually pull the trigger.""Shut up," grimaced Montoya. "You don't know me. You don't know what I'm capable of. If you think that I'm too weak to-"Amanda shook her head. "You're not weak, Montoya. You're Minifig. Unlike Schiess, you have emotions and morals. Schiess wants to kill me just because I foiled the heist, but you want to kill me to avenge the deaths of others. And that is what makes you strong, not weak. I remember you, Montoya. Eight years ago, while you, Schiess, Keaton, and the others plotted the heist on Dacta Corporation while I sulked silently in the background, I paid careful attention to everything about you. Your words, your tone of voice, your actions... even your body language. And I could see that you were different, Montoya. Schiess and the others were cold-blooded mercenaries only in it for the money... as was I. But you... you weren't in it for yourself. You were in it for someone else. For everyone else, it was just another job. For you, you were hoping to quit your criminal life and go clean after this job was done, perhaps even settle down with someone you loved. Perhaps, even, over the past eight years, you changed your ways and actually go clean. Eight years is a long time, and people can change drastically in eight years. And that is why I need your help, Montoya."Montoya was silent as he continued to stare at Amanda. He furrowed his brow, trying to think of what she could possibly need him for."The woman you met eight years ago," explained Amanda, "is no longer the person that I am today. I've changed, too, over the years... and the fact that I am finally speaking is only the least notable of these changes. Much like you, I've quit my criminal life, and I've joined Dino Attack Team in hopes that, by helping to save the world, I can redeem myself of all the horrible crimes I've committed in the past. I cannot change the past, but I hope to change the future. I cannot ask you to forget, or even forgive me for what happened with Dacta Corporation and Mindstorms, Inc. But I hope that I can get you to see that I have changed. That I am repentant. That I wish to redeem myself. That I have found a Minifig who loves me and, once this war ends, I intend to settle down with him."Amanda shot a quick glance at the exit door. "The problem is that Schiess, or 'Trigger' as everyone calls him now, refuses to believe me. To him, I have not changed one bit from the person who foiled that petty heist eight years ago. And for that, he wants to kill me, and not even the entire Dino Attack Team will stop him. Nothing I can say or do will change that. He won't listen to me. Nor will he listen to anyone on this team who has worked with me for the past year. But you... Montoya, he trusts you. He will listen to you. Montoya, if you can convince Schiess that I have changed, I would be eternally grateful.""How do I know that you're telling the truth?" inquired Montoya. "Eight years ago, we thought you were one of us, but it was all just an act. How do I know that you aren't deceiving me now."Amanda sighed. "You can never truly know for certain. But sometimes, life requires you to take a leap of faith." She locked eyes with Montoya, hoping to make it clear that what she was saying was genuine. "I must leave you now, but I implore you. Please, Montoya. Please see me for who I am, not for who I was." With that, she turned and started to head for the exit."But what about Orange, and Keaton, and-" began Montoya, who stood and leaned against the bars of his cell.Amanda Claw stopped. Gently, she murmured: "Think of it this way. The best way to avenge their deaths... is not by taking another life... but by saving another life." With that, she left the prison complex, and Montoya watched her go.OOC: Was that alright, Atton? I know Amanda did a lot of talking while Montoya did a lot of listening (a little ironic, huh?), but Amanda is hoping that she can at least get Montoya to see that she has changed, in hopes that he can change Trigger's mind. Of course, Trigger might be more stubborn than Montoya, which could lead to some interesting conflicts between the characters of the moral Montoya and the cold-blooded Trigger...

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: I myself do not particularly care if Pyro is a homosexual woman or not and as long as there isn't an objection, we should just role with it.Also:

Hello. My name is Montoya. You killed my teammates. Prepare to die.

I chuckled and began to curiously wonder if you were planning on that line ever since Montoya was introduced.IC:"She's dead?" Zach repeated, surprised. "I don't know much about her, but she can't be much older than fifty if her oldest son is in his mid-twenties.""Take a look for yourself," Minerva said somewhat indifferently. She handed him the letter. It was Napoleon XIV Mental Institution."Died of natural causes. Says she 'passed away.'""She was mentally ill," Minerva stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "I think it can shorten your life."Zach raised an eyebrow at her. She seemed completely unaffected at the news that her mother had died. He looked back at the letter. "It says she is already buried with no funeral at the request of a Ginerva Chase. Who is-""Athena's sister," Minerva said, her voice souring. "Nobody wanted to deal with Mom anymore after what happened with Tod. Athena Fabello's immediate family at this point only consists of her sister Ginny and her daughter Minerva. Since I am away fighting for the Dino Attack Team, Napoleon XIV chose to contact Aunt Ginny first, who clearly decided to save us the trouble of organizing a funeral where nobody cared about the passing soul in question and just have her buried somewhere in Antarctica."Zach frowned. "Seriously?"Minerva shrugged. "The fallout from Mom's breakdown wasn't pretty. I know Aunt Ginny was probably heartbroken to hear Tod had died, but I'm sure she was just as if not more embarrassed that her insane sister was the culprit. Nobody really forgave Mom for killing Tod, especially Oswald and I. I'm certain that Mom lived the last six years without seeing any family or friends."Zach knew Minerva would probably be angry for how he felt, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for Athena Fabello. Torn apart by grief and abandoned by every single person she ever loved did not sound nice. "It sounds like dying was probably a good thing. She finally got to escape her not-so-happy reality."Wrong thing to say. Minerva's emotionless face turned into a scowl as she jabbed Zach hard in the chest. "Death only made her escape permanent," Minerva hissed angrily. "She escaped her harsh reality a long time ago, forcing us to suffer through it while she watched happily by the sidelines!"Zach was struck silent after Minerva's sudden outburst. His mind buzzed annoyingly, telling him to lash back at her. No. He told himself calmly. That won't help. "I'm sorry," he began. "It's just that you didn't seem to care-""I don't care," Minerva snapped, cutting Zach off. Her tone, however, seemed to suggest otherwise. "I moved on after Tod died. For all intents and purposes, Athena Fabello died in 2004. She is nothing to me anymore. Her death means about as much as the death of an insect. Nothing."Zach watched as Minerva fumed. "I'm going to be honest," he said slowly. "It seems like her death does mean something to you."Minerva glared at him angrily. Cold and calm, she said, "She was my mother. Obviously her passing means something. Other than our blood connection, I feel nothing for her, Zach." Minerva let out a long sigh. "She's gone. I'm done talking about her. She meant little to me before and means nothing to me now."Zach simply nodded. It was clear that Athena Fabello was a touchier subject to Minerva than she had let on earlier. It would best for them both if they just let it go. "I'm sorry for snapping at you," Minerva said quietly. "It's just-""I understand," Zach interrupted. "Just drop it." Minerva nodded in agreement and the two started to head back to the headquarters' entrance.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: ... Well, there go my plans to reveal that "A.J." stood for "Andrew Jackson", as a little shout-out to the fact that Abraham Lincoln was the first (and, some believe, the current) Team Fortress 2 Pyro.

OOC: You could call her Andrea. If I'm not mistaken that's the female equivalent of Andrew so the reference would still work.Anyway, for the most part that seemed fine. I think you more or less got Montoya's personality down.IC: Montoya slowly sat down and laid his head against the wall in his cell. Indeed, this wasn't Silencia, though she claimed to be. She'd asked him to talk to Schiess, but in this position, it seemed nearly impossible. As it happened, Schiess had no way of knowing that he was here, not yet anyway.To the one side, there was a strange blonde-haired occupant. He seemed somewhat unsettling, , and while he didn't really seem to be paying attention to anyone else, seeing him seemed to scare Montoya completely. A little further down the hall a group of people were discussing something. Through the bars, Montoya could faintly see a pale woman being held in one cell, and in the other a semi-conscious one-eyed fool who was singing something incoherant.There was a part of him that wanted to escape, but the last thing he needed was trouble with the law. The best thing to do was co-operate to the best of his abilities, and hopefully they'd let him go and he'd be able to go back home. He still couldn't tell if Silencia's words were genuine, or if she had just been setting him up. He was reluctant to find out either way.

[avmatoran]

OOC:All right, I'm going to say this takes place before Rex and Amanda left Rex's room. Also, be advised, this will come in many parts, or in many additions to the same post.Also, can we say Pyro is a heterosexual woman, please?IC:Dr. Cyborg went to the tech lab. He was bored, so he figured he'd find something to fix. He asked about projects, and someone told him Rex had come in with a XERRD hoverchair. He "borrowed" the security feed, (they really shouldn't run those wires between the walls, they're so vulnerable to him) and saw Rex and Amanda in Rex's quarters.He went there, and saw them talking. He knocked on the open door. "Excuse me, I'm bored, and I thought I might be able to completely fix that chair for you." Rex nodded, and got out with Amanda's help. Dr. Cyborg got under it and began repairs."Well, this might take awhile. Zed designed his machines like Rube Goldberg's idea of a Rube Goldberg machine. I guess to keep us from messing with it." He was silent for a second, then started again. "Have you heard the rumors? They say Silencia Venamosa herself is in here with us. Got any idea who she might be?""No," Rex replied after glancing at Amanda. "No, I don't.""Hmm. Well," Dr. Cyborg replied, "I can't wait until they find her. I want to speak with her.""About what," Amanda asked."I want to thank her."He wants to thank me? Amanda mouthed to Rex."For what?" Rex asked."For doing her job so well.""That sounds like it's a story," Amanda said."It is. It's a long story, but we might have time for it, given the complexity of this chair," Dr. Cyborg said.OOC:I will add to it when I have a chance.

[Atton Rand]

OOC:All right, I'm going to say this takes place before Rex and Amanda left Rex's room. Also, be advised, this will come in many parts, or in many additions to the same post.Also, can we say Pyro is a heterosexual woman, please?

OOC: You mind if I ask what exactly you have against Pyro being homosexual?

[avmatoran]

OOC:I'm a Christian, and homosexuality is not in God's plan for us, therefore, I request a retcon.

[PeabodySam]

OOC: Unfortunately, I believe that settles the issue. I cannot have any debates regarding religious, political, or sexual views in Dino Attack RPG, and as RPG host, I must do what I can to keep Dino Attack RPG from being closed due to the above reasons (remember: BZPower is a family-friendly website, and none of these debates should take place here). Despite any Unfortunate Implications, I'm afraid that it's best that we don't offend any of our fellow players, and thus I have retconned "wife and kids" to a more generic and ambiguous "family".@Brikman: Well, if Atton wasn't going to use that line, then I certainly wasn't going to pass up the opportunity!@Atton: If you're out of ideas how to get Montoya legally out of the prison complex, I'll see what Amanda and Rex can do... if not, well, there's always that stick of dynamite that Firecracker handed Demoman...@avmatoran: Since your post takes place in flashback, I hope you don't mind if I move on.IC: Rex and Amanda Claw made their way to the post room. They were rejoined by Frozeen, who was reading through something else that they had found in Spy's briefcase: Spy's journal."Spy was on to something," murmured Frozeen as they walked. "To quote from one of his more recent journal entries...""While Blondie, Angel Eyes, and Maria may have learned that "Huntsman" is the mole, this does not make my job any easier. As far as I know, there is no Dino Attack agent codenamed "Huntsman", and the closest codename I can think of ("Hunter") has been used by at least three Dino Attack agents... one of which is operating with the GAIA Squad in Mount Bricklake and the other two... well, it may be difficult to track either of them down. Still, I speculate about the mole's identity. An efficient mole would be one who does not attract much attention from the rest of the team; the less likely he/she is to stand out, the less likely he/she is to be suspected. Therefore, I doubt that the mole is anyone of the elite status or higher; most likely an inconspicuous standard agent that no one would bat an eye at. At the same time, an effective mole needs to be in a position where he/she can learn as much information as possible. A technology expert would be an ideal occupation for a mole, since he/she would be granted access to much information. The problem is that Dino Attack Team has no shortage on technology experts; they are nearly as common as the scientists and the soldiers. This, of course, leaves the eternal question... who is it? Also, I will need a new suit, as a Hybrid got blood on my favorite blazer yesterday and I am most displeased about this."Rex and Amanda traded glances. "Wow," nodded Rex. "He nearly had it. If he had lived a little longer, I suspect that he would have figured it out before the rest of us. As much as I hate to admit it, Ata was smart; Spy was dangerous for a mole to keep alive, and so he knew that, by brewing suspicions and paranoia, he could turn Spy's teammates against him."Frozeen sighed. "It's truly a shame that Spy was killed. He was one of those veteran Alpha Team agents that I could not help but admire, even long after I became an elite agent. Like Agent Gromtin, for example. He was twice my age when he died back in Mission Deep Freeze, but much smarter and more skilled than I'll ever be. Before joining Alpha Team in 2000, Gromtin was a computer designer; his four years with the team changed him to a complete technology expert and master hacker."Amanda glanced out the window, seeing the destroyed skyline of LEGO City. "Wherever his Creative Spark is," she murmured, "I hope it's in a better place.""Well," shrugged Frozeen, "I doubt that he's trapped in some Builder-forsaken desert wasteland for all eternity... that's about one of the few things I can imagine being worse than a desolate city.""How about a desolate city in some Builder-forsaken desert wasteland?" added Rex."Taken over by Ice Drones that he cannot kill, no matter how hard he tries," mused Frozeen, "and his only source of internet has to be stolen from some big, tall, ominous-looking citadel ruled by an oppressive overlord that makes Evil Ogel look like a soft, cuddly bunny." Chuckling himself, Frozeen decided: "Yep. Forget MegaBlokLand. That... thing we just described... that sounds like a fate worse than MegaBlokLand for Gromtin. Pray to Builder that his Creative Spark is, indeed, in a place much better than that.""Did he have any family?" inquired Amanda."I... think he once mentioned a daughter," shrugged Frozeen. "It's funny, though. I haven't actually thought about Gromtin in years. All of a sudden, we're talking about him, completely out of the blue, like some Big-Lipped Alligator Moment."Amanda thought about what she had told Montoya, that she had not thought of Schiess or Montoya until they suddenly reentered her life. "Maybe Gromtin's Creative Spark is just reminding you that he existed," suggested Amanda, "for some special reason that only fate knows."Frozeen laughed, and Rex and Amanda both stared at him in surprise. "I'm sorry," he chuckled. "I couldn't help it... but I just had a mental image of a little ball of light flying around my head shouting 'HEYLISTENHEYLISTENHEYLISTEN' in a high-pitched voice, just to remind me of what I already know."Rex managed a smile. "Well, when you put it like that..."OOC: I know, I know. It's filler. Killer filler. Filling space and killing time. But I just got a little carried away with some of the references in this post...

[avmatoran]

OOC:I like the Ocarina of Time reference. More flashback tomorrow.