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business havoc
Chapter 9
>Business Havoc
>This is humiliating. All that arguing, fighting, and planning just to be proven wrong in an instant. Maybe, just MAYBE, there’s a slight chance? Maybe this isn’t a massive planet destroying bomb... and instead a mini pipe-bomb factory? Right???
>All hope is lost. Val insists on still walking inside to at least check out how they even pull off an operation this intense, but what’s the point? You feel the crumbling weight of all your emotions as they begin to slip and shatter inside.
>BOSS didn’t want any interference. He wanted an answer and we just got it...
>All hope is lost. Val insists on still walking inside to at least check out how they even pull off an operation this intense, but what’s the point? You feel the crumbling weight of all your emotions as they begin to slip and shatter inside.
>BOSS didn’t want any interference. He wanted an answer and we just got it...
>Mib creaks the massive front-doors open...
>This is it. It feels like your life was meant to be MISERABLE and VOID OF ANY JOY. As soon as you felt even the slightest bit of what you believed was TRUE HAPPINESS, it was all stripped away and you were forced to differ from those emotions.
>Nothing is making sense. You yearn for control–you yearn for something to help you feel grounded. It’s like you were purposely put here in this world to LIVE A LIFE OF MISERY. Nothing good lasts. You truly are better off staying OCCUPIED and COMFORTABLE.
>As you’re lost in thought, you feel Val aggressively grab your arm and throw you inside.
>Well, here we go lets just see whatever psycho-shit they’re producing and go home–
>This is it. It feels like your life was meant to be MISERABLE and VOID OF ANY JOY. As soon as you felt even the slightest bit of what you believed was TRUE HAPPINESS, it was all stripped away and you were forced to differ from those emotions.
>Nothing is making sense. You yearn for control–you yearn for something to help you feel grounded. It’s like you were purposely put here in this world to LIVE A LIFE OF MISERY. Nothing good lasts. You truly are better off staying OCCUPIED and COMFORTABLE.
>As you’re lost in thought, you feel Val aggressively grab your arm and throw you inside.
>Well, here we go lets just see whatever psycho-shit they’re producing and go home–
>Oh.
>Oh...?
>Ohhhhh...
>Yeah we don’t get it. What the hell is this?
>Oh...?
>Ohhhhh...
>Yeah we don’t get it. What the hell is this?
<MIB> WELC0ME TO W0RK. I AM MIB. I MUST W0RK. I H0ST B0MB RADI0 CHANNEL 142.9. MIB IS FAM0US. WE ARE FAM0US. G00D-BYE
>Mib then runs ahead to the office at the end of the hall.
>Before proceeding, Finn and Val quietly look around. Much to their surprise it seems to just be a regular office space.
>No signs of any evil super-bombs that are meant to wipe out nearly half a galaxy!
>Mib then runs ahead to the office at the end of the hall.
>Before proceeding, Finn and Val quietly look around. Much to their surprise it seems to just be a regular office space.
>No signs of any evil super-bombs that are meant to wipe out nearly half a galaxy!
[M] - Awkward Office Ambience
<FINN> This has to be a joke right? What kind of random office radio broadcast channel calls themselves BOMB INC?
<VAL> It’s weirdly normal... If this place really is a radio broadcast station I do think the rumors are a little too far-fetched to be made up. Somethin' has to be so just keep your guard up and look around for anythin’.
>Finn frantically looks around, disgusted by this environment. It’s so quiet he can’t help but focus on the soft crunch as his feet patter on the course carpet. This is terrible.
>From the rambunctious bright CITY LIFE to the empty mundane WORK LIFE. Is this what it means to live? A minute of happiness to then be suffocated by a life shackled of no purpose? Wouldn’t it be best to linger in that suffocation and try to accept it as a NEW NORMAL?
<VAL> It’s weirdly normal... If this place really is a radio broadcast station I do think the rumors are a little too far-fetched to be made up. Somethin' has to be so just keep your guard up and look around for anythin’.
>Finn frantically looks around, disgusted by this environment. It’s so quiet he can’t help but focus on the soft crunch as his feet patter on the course carpet. This is terrible.
>From the rambunctious bright CITY LIFE to the empty mundane WORK LIFE. Is this what it means to live? A minute of happiness to then be suffocated by a life shackled of no purpose? Wouldn’t it be best to linger in that suffocation and try to accept it as a NEW NORMAL?
>After what feels like an eternity of walking and bearing the nice carpet crunch, our COSMIC ANGELS have reached the end of the hall and sit right outside of Mibs office.
<VAL> This is it. We see what’s behind these office doors and immediately sign that clipboard to go home, got it?
<FINN> Yeah but, what if... What if he’s telling the truth? What happens if we go in there and it really is just a broadcast station?
<VAL sighs> If so... We’ll stay.
>Finn smiles as Val’s HEART OF GOLD strikes again! The two COSMIC ANGELS take a deep breath and lean on each door.
>Together, the two slowly push them open.
<VAL> This is it. We see what’s behind these office doors and immediately sign that clipboard to go home, got it?
<FINN> Yeah but, what if... What if he’s telling the truth? What happens if we go in there and it really is just a broadcast station?
<VAL sighs> If so... We’ll stay.
>Finn smiles as Val’s HEART OF GOLD strikes again! The two COSMIC ANGELS take a deep breath and lean on each door.
>Together, the two slowly push them open.
<MIB> UMM. D0N’T Y0U GUYS HAVE 0THER W0RK T0 D0?
>Beyond those two large wooden doors lay within a radio broadcast station. Awesome. This mission was a fluke and the rumors were completely false! This makes no sense. Who starts a rumor like that anyways?
>Finn walks in and lays the clipboard on a nearby table. Never properly knowing what a broadcast station was, Finn is enamoured by all the advanced technology and searches for something that could hint towards a bomb.
>Val spins in circles also looking for something suspicious, but to no avail, it really is just a regular broadcasting station.
>Finn and Val look irritated. Something is off.
>Beyond those two large wooden doors lay within a radio broadcast station. Awesome. This mission was a fluke and the rumors were completely false! This makes no sense. Who starts a rumor like that anyways?
>Finn walks in and lays the clipboard on a nearby table. Never properly knowing what a broadcast station was, Finn is enamoured by all the advanced technology and searches for something that could hint towards a bomb.
>Val spins in circles also looking for something suspicious, but to no avail, it really is just a regular broadcasting station.
>Finn and Val look irritated. Something is off.
>Maybe we should focus on the SMARTS of our FAVORITE COSMIC ANGEL. She looks like she is thinking HARD about what any of this could mean!
>Maybe this office truly is a COVER-UP and production on this planet destroying super-bomb is taking place UNDERGROUND?
>Who would’ve thought? She truly is a genius.
>Let's go see whatever SMARTS our least favorite COSMIC ANGEL could muster!
>Maybe this office truly is a COVER-UP and production on this planet destroying super-bomb is taking place UNDERGROUND?
>Who would’ve thought? She truly is a genius.
>Let's go see whatever SMARTS our least favorite COSMIC ANGEL could muster!
>...
>At least he's trying?
>At least he's trying?
[M] - WOLFGANG JACK
<MIB> MIB IS LIVE IN 2 MINUTES. IF Y0U’RE G0ING T0 STAY PLEASE BE QUIET. D0 N0T DISTRACT MIB. WE W0RK VERY HARD F0R THESE M0MENTS.
>Mib flicks a few switches and grabs a nearby headset. He clears his voice and unleashes a voice so deep and gravely even WOLFMAN JACK would be impressed.
>Finn and Val sigh as they gather around the control panel to watch their first live broadcast.
[V] NEXT SLIDE>>
>Mib flicks a few switches and grabs a nearby headset. He clears his voice and unleashes a voice so deep and gravely even WOLFMAN JACK would be impressed.
>Finn and Val sigh as they gather around the control panel to watch their first live broadcast.
[V] NEXT SLIDE>>
[V] - Natural World Order
[END OF CHAPTER 9]
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