01-07-2010, 10:00 PM
"INTRUDER ALERT-ENEMY SPY-IN BASE!" came the announcement.
"A Junker spy is in the base?" the Liberty Navy officer said. He went to grab a shotgun, and as he had done so, ran to the place were the secret research was held.
"PROTECT THE RESEARCH!" the tannoy said again.
"We need to protect the research!" the Navy officer said. a young recruit was trying to open the door.
"Yo, a little help here?" he said.
"Stand back son, I got it," the officer said, pushing the recruit aside. "One, one, one, uh, ONE!" The door remained shut. H.W Guy ran down the hallway with his minigun.
"INCOMING!" he yelled. The door was blown down and the first two LN guys were knocked over, but were seemingly unharmed.
"Hey, it's still here!" said the recruit.
"Ahem- Gentlemen?" said a voice. The base's intelligence officer was standing in the doorway with a dead body in a Navy uniform over his shoulder. The words 'L'Espion Rouge' appeared out of nowhere. "I see the research is safe?" he asked.
"Safe and sound," replied the officer.
"Yeah it is," said the recruit.
"Tell me, did anyone happen to kill a man in red along the way here? No? Then we stil have a problem," he said, laying the body on the table. There was a knife in its back.
"And a knife!" said the officer.
"Whoo, big problem. I kill plenty of spies. The dime-a-dozen back-stabbin' scumbags," the recruit said, taking the knife out. "Like you-OW!" he said, cutting himself on the blade. "No offence,"
"If you managed to kill them, I assure you, they were not like me," the intel officer said. "And nothing, nothing like the man loose onboard this station!"
"What are you, president of his fanclub?" the recruit asked jokingly.
"No," said the intel guy. "That would be your mother!" He laid some photos on the table, of various things that can be guessed at.
"What the-?"
"Indeed. And now he is here to f*** US! So listen up, boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing that happens to you today," The officer and H.W were looking at some of the photos. The recruit snatched them away. "The spy has already breached our defences," A scene of a man in a red suit running across a corridor is shown. He throws down some kind of device that destroys an automated turret. The Navy engineer who was tending to it was shot in the head. "You see what he has done to our colleagues!" A sniper is polishing his gun and looks behind him. The spy has a short fight with him, and stabs the sniper in the back. "And worst of all, he could be any one of us," A medic is killed by the spy after he disguises himself as the medic. "He could be in this very room. He could be you, it could be me, it could even be-" BOOM. The intel officer had his head blown off by the Navy officer.
"What?" he said. "It was obvious! He's the spy! Watch, he'll look different any second now," They gathered around the dead body, except for the recruit, who was busy with the knife for some reason. "See- Red uniform!" No wait, that's blood," he admitted.
"SO we still got problem," said H.W.
"Big problem. So, who wants to go find a spy?" The recruit had the knife and a red smoke was coming from him. In his place, there was a man like the intel officer, but in red instead of blue.
"Right behind you," he said in a heavy Gallic accent. "Bonjour. Je suis L'Espion Rouge,"
Later, he was looking throrugh the photos and picked one up. "Ah, ma petite choux-fleur,"
L'Espion Rouge: A spy for the Gallic royalty operating in Liberty as a Junker.
//Continuing/Tempting people into the TF2 class RP mini-fad.
"A Junker spy is in the base?" the Liberty Navy officer said. He went to grab a shotgun, and as he had done so, ran to the place were the secret research was held.
"PROTECT THE RESEARCH!" the tannoy said again.
"We need to protect the research!" the Navy officer said. a young recruit was trying to open the door.
"Yo, a little help here?" he said.
"Stand back son, I got it," the officer said, pushing the recruit aside. "One, one, one, uh, ONE!" The door remained shut. H.W Guy ran down the hallway with his minigun.
"INCOMING!" he yelled. The door was blown down and the first two LN guys were knocked over, but were seemingly unharmed.
"Hey, it's still here!" said the recruit.
"Ahem- Gentlemen?" said a voice. The base's intelligence officer was standing in the doorway with a dead body in a Navy uniform over his shoulder. The words 'L'Espion Rouge' appeared out of nowhere. "I see the research is safe?" he asked.
"Safe and sound," replied the officer.
"Yeah it is," said the recruit.
"Tell me, did anyone happen to kill a man in red along the way here? No? Then we stil have a problem," he said, laying the body on the table. There was a knife in its back.
"And a knife!" said the officer.
"Whoo, big problem. I kill plenty of spies. The dime-a-dozen back-stabbin' scumbags," the recruit said, taking the knife out. "Like you-OW!" he said, cutting himself on the blade. "No offence,"
"If you managed to kill them, I assure you, they were not like me," the intel officer said. "And nothing, nothing like the man loose onboard this station!"
"What are you, president of his fanclub?" the recruit asked jokingly.
"No," said the intel guy. "That would be your mother!" He laid some photos on the table, of various things that can be guessed at.
"What the-?"
"Indeed. And now he is here to f*** US! So listen up, boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing that happens to you today," The officer and H.W were looking at some of the photos. The recruit snatched them away. "The spy has already breached our defences," A scene of a man in a red suit running across a corridor is shown. He throws down some kind of device that destroys an automated turret. The Navy engineer who was tending to it was shot in the head. "You see what he has done to our colleagues!" A sniper is polishing his gun and looks behind him. The spy has a short fight with him, and stabs the sniper in the back. "And worst of all, he could be any one of us," A medic is killed by the spy after he disguises himself as the medic. "He could be in this very room. He could be you, it could be me, it could even be-" BOOM. The intel officer had his head blown off by the Navy officer.
"What?" he said. "It was obvious! He's the spy! Watch, he'll look different any second now," They gathered around the dead body, except for the recruit, who was busy with the knife for some reason. "See- Red uniform!" No wait, that's blood," he admitted.
"SO we still got problem," said H.W.
"Big problem. So, who wants to go find a spy?" The recruit had the knife and a red smoke was coming from him. In his place, there was a man like the intel officer, but in red instead of blue.
"Right behind you," he said in a heavy Gallic accent. "Bonjour. Je suis L'Espion Rouge,"
Later, he was looking throrugh the photos and picked one up. "Ah, ma petite choux-fleur,"
L'Espion Rouge: A spy for the Gallic royalty operating in Liberty as a Junker.
//Continuing/Tempting people into the TF2 class RP mini-fad.