This story is Epic! But you still suck McGee.

Cool. Ready for more pestering? I'm sending you a PM. =P

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Monty Python [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sith Spartan 117 I believe I talked to you on MSN on how good it is. Is that not enough?[/quote] Stop being so -blam!- Mike.[/quote] Monty, as much as that made me laugh yesterday, I think you should really stop. Sith is my brother.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sith Spartan 117 I believe I talked to you on MSN on how good it is. Is that not enough?[/quote] Stop being so -blam!- Mike.

I believe I talked to you on MSN on how good it is. Is that not enough?

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Accidentus Your motivation is comments? Shouldn't you be writing because of the personal satisfaction you get from creating a good story?[/quote] If I had no readers, why continue to write?

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sniper McGee Wow. I get pestered for weeks, write an extra long chapter, come back the next day only to find three comments... Way to motivate me guys.[/quote]Your motivation is comments? Shouldn't you be writing because of the personal satisfaction you get from creating a good story?

PANZER!!1!

Wow. I get pestered for weeks, write an extra long chapter, come back the next day only to find three comments... Way to motivate me guys.

Hey guys- I'm slightly muscular. But seriously McGee, holy crap. This is loving epic.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sniper McGee [url=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/41/Jagdpanzer_V_Jagdpanther_1.jpg]Panzer[/url][/quote] *head explodes out of sheer joy*

Awesome Great Job!........cat

what kind of a name is Sniper mcgee???.....wait....oh my bad dude.

Sniper had heard enough. He stood up without even acknowledging Blimper. He stormed out of the room, into the hallway, his thoughts and emotions were screaming at him…then everything went dark. When he came to, he was lying on a flat stone ground. It was pitch dark, and his head was throbbing. After a few minutes, he had regained his balance, so he stood up and called, “Hello?” As soon as he did, a monstrous blast rang out from behind him. He immediately fell to the ground and clutched his head. Once the ringing had stopped, he looked behind him for the source of the noise. A [url=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/41/Jagdpanzer_V_Jagdpanther_1.jpg]Panzer[/url] was sitting there, barrel slightly smoking, pointing to a target about a kilometer away from them. The hatch on the top popped open and Blimper stuck his head out. “Haha, alright! She’s still got it!” McGee got up, looked at the tank then at Blimper, and asked furiously, “What in the hell is that thing?!” Blimper smirked and replied, "It’s your ticket out of here.” [Edited on 02.04.2008 11:53 AM PST]

Alright guys, to make up for the wait I wrote a bit more then usual. I actually have to use two posts. Enjoy. [I]”…and this isn’t protocol!” a familiar man’s voice said with fear. ‘So?” another familiar voice said calmly, “What we were doing isn’t ethical. Which one do you care more about?” The other man was about to say something, but a man whose voice was unfamiliar asked for identification. After a moment of papers being passed around, the man with the unfamiliar voice said, “I’m sorry, but these clearance papers don’t give you authorization to this area.” “What?” the second man said, “Let me see those.” He heard footsteps, and then after a second of silence he heard a muffled scream of pain. Then nothing. A door opened, and he started moving again. The first man gulped and said, “I hope what we’re doing is worth it.” The second man chuckled and whispered, “What we’re doing is going to change the world. Don’t worry about that.”[/I] Nothing happened for a while. They just kept walking. Where to, Sniper didn’t really care. He felt weighed down after he knew another one of his friends died protecting him. But he knew he needed to get his mind off of things, so he asked puffy, “Where are we going?” “Nowhere that I can say out in the open like this,” puffy answered as he looked over his shoulder. McGee looked behind them as well. “Why not? There’s no one behind us,” Sniper insisted. “That doesn’t mean that the walls don’t have ears. And besides, it’s a surprise.” McGee could’ve sworn he saw puffy smirk for the first time in a while. Wherever they were heading, the Flood was beginning to become more popular. Soon they were back in the crowds of members again. This familiar sight made Sniper relax. They moved through the crowds, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. “In here.” puffy pointed with his hand at a very busy thread. McGee leaned in so puffy could hear him over the sound of everyone talking. “Why in there? Won’t they be looking for us?” Even though Sniper was sure puffy heard him, they continued inside without any more conversation. The thread seemed like any other thread, except it was just bursting with activity. There were poll booths near the right hand wall, but the rest of the thread had just tables and chairs for members to sit and chat. McGee and puffy worked their way through the crowd as best as they could, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. Without warning, puffy stopped in the middle of the room. Sniper almost fell over trying not to bump into him. He was about to swear but he saw that puffy had started talking to a large man with a Patriots hat on. Puffy then pointed to his left, and the man’s eyes blazed with anger. The man looked over to where puffy was pointing, bellowed, “OH DID HE, NOW?!” and stormed over to another large man wearing a Colts jersey was waiting in line to use a poll booth. The man with the hat shoved the man with the jersey on. They started letting out strings of obscenities (McGee heard the word “mom” many times) and soon a fight broke out. Almost all the members turned in the direction of the two brawlers to see what the commotion was. puffy started walking to the opposite end of the thread, away from the fight. Confused, Sniper followed him. When they reached the other side, puffy looked up and down the wall as if he was looking for something hidden behind it. He then smacked the wall twice with the palm of his hand, and then he murmured something McGee couldn’t hear. A small door opened up in the wall, and puffy waved Sniper in. With a moment’s hesitation, McGee dashed inside after puffy. The door closed silently behind them. Lights from the ceiling lit a slightly descending spiraled cement corridor. They started walking, and after a minute Sniper couldn’t hold in the question anymore. “Why’d you get those two guys to start fighting?” “We needed a distraction,” puffy replied, “We can’t have anyone knowing where our last group is.” McGee’s mouth went agape with horror. “This is…the last group we have?” “Uh-huh,” puffy answered nonchalantly. Sniper’s eyes were wide with horror, but he kept his mouth tightly shut. After a few more minutes of walking, they reached their destination: a steel door with no apparent way of opening it. Again, puffy smacked the door twice with his palm and muttered something. A muffled voice came out from behind the door. The person sounded amused as they said, “C’mon puffy, say it louder than that.” “Open the goddamn door already. I brought McGee.” There was a pause, and it sounded like the person behind the door was talking to someone else. Then came another muffled response. “So say it so everyone can hear.” puffy swore under his breath, then he said with obvious disdain, “Balls of steel.” Chuckling could be heard from behind the door, then locks opening, then the door creaking open. Sniper found himself looking down the same bright hallway he had when he had entered the first group, except this one was much shorter. He could see the end of it from where he stood. McGee turned to look at the person puffy was speaking with. He was a tall, slightly muscular man with icy blue eyes and short brown hair. He closed the metal door with a loud clang, locked it, and then pointed down the hallway with his glock. “The Admin wants to see you,” Vaderhater said with a devilish grin. puffy rolled his eyes and continued down the hallway. Before Sniper could follow, Vader stopped him by grabbing his shoulder and whispering, “He doesn’t blame you. We [I]will[/I] beat this.” As he said this, McGee saw that Vader’s eyes changed to a deep brown. He nodded, clasped Vader’s shoulder as well, and followed his companion to the last door of the hall. When Sniper reached the door, he heard puffy’s voice first. “…and why the hell are you having me be a tour guide to someone who doesn’t even matter?! I’m the best goddamned assassin this group has! Hell, I’m the last one! Why am I out picking up some…some [I]kid[/I] when I should be out doing some [I]real[/I] assassination work? Like, maybe…oh, I don’t know…killing high-profile targets!” The person puffy was talking to took a deep breath before speaking. “Listen, he’s important. I told you, I can’t tell anyone why yet, but it’ll be clear soon. Just trust me.” puffy visibly relaxed, and McGee thought he saw the glint of a blade before it slid back under puffy’s sleeve. “I can’t wait much longer. My patience is limited. You of all people should know that.” And with that, puffy turned around and left the room. When he saw Sniper, he paused for a split second, then shook his head and entered a different door. McGee went into the room that puffy has just exited. It was a reasonably small office, with only the bare essentials inside of it. And a gun rack. But it was the person sitting at the table the caught Sniper’s attention. “Blimper,” McGee said without thought. Blimper looked up from his desk and his facial features softened. “Hello again, Sniper McGee. I see you remember me.” Sniper just kept his eyes locked on Blimper. “Well, we’re never going to get anywhere by admiring each other, now are we? Please, take a seat,” as he gestured to a chair in front of his desk. McGee didn’t move for a second, then he slowly walked towards Blimper and sat down in the seat. He kept his arms at his sides, though. “Now, before we begin…” Blimper began, but Sniper angrily cut him off. “Begin interrogating me again?” Blimper looked slightly surprised; or amused, McGee couldn’t tell which. “No, my friend, that portion of our relationship is over. Right now, I just want to chat,” Blimper mused. Sniper gave a curt nod and Blimper closed his eyes as if to collect his thoughts. “Do you know why you’ve been having strange dreams lately?” Blimper asked McGee without opening his eyes. Sniper replied, “No.” Blimper continued, “Do you still have that chip that Mabian took out of you?” McGee was a little taken aback at the bluntness of the question, but he managed to say, “Yes.” “Do you know what it was for?” “Something to do with enhancing the performance of employees,” Sniper said impatiently, “Look, can you get to the point?” Blimper opened his eyes and stared deeply into McGee’s. “This chip was not manufactured for enhancing your performance. It was manufactured as a…” Blimper paused here to think of a understandable definition, “…a subliminal message relay. That’s why I had to be so rough with you when we first met. I didn’t know if they had activated it yet.” Sniper’s mind went blank. He numbly touched the back of his neck, but he didn’t feel anything. “That chip is the only lead we have on who’s doing this,” Blimper explained, “That’s why we need to get you to Pyroshark. He can decipher most of it…well, at least what Mabian couldn’t.” “So…I’m just a guinea pig?” McGee asked no one in particular. “More like a prototype guinea pig. You started having weird dreams, so they knew something was wrong. I’m just glad you told Fists before they came and took you back to wherever they do their experiments. We would have never sent an agent in time to get you out.”

Wow, you area very good writer! Good job

Jesus. Why is this thread still alive. (Irony)

This is... unexpected. I didn't come in here thinking I was going to see a serious and actually thoroughly enjoyable story. This is good stuff. I have only one suggestion- there needs to be some reference to your mother and her sainthood. Oh, and put me in it. I've got balls of steel.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sniper McGee Just like me. I try to add a little lemon juice to the pie.[/quote] So your saying that your suspenseful....and irritating

boredom and how do you know i already don't 0.0 *Hugs*...

Why don't you just make a different account and not tell anyone it's you?

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sniper McGee [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] g3ud0 McGee you rite gewd storees *Hugs*...[/quote] You could do better than that.[/quote]meh, once this gets banned i'll take another members name and add "g3ud0". urs was just the 1st to pop into my mind :/ *Hugs*...

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] g3ud0 McGee you rite gewd storees *Hugs*...[/quote] You could do better than that.

you rite gewd storees *Hugs*...

Just like me. I try to add a little lemon juice to the pie.

ok did I ever mention that the wait is suspenseful.... and at times irritating?