Log started: 12/8/02 9:35:33 PM

United Nations Building

	Individuals entering the UN building tend to remark favorably on the open atrium space that is carved out of the rest of the UN building LIke a sLIce of an orange. Advanced construction techniques allows LIght to fall freely through the curved `ceiLIng' into this part of the building, allowing the variety of plants and greenery within to flourish in natural sunLIght. Wide, staggered concrete paths allow traffic to flow at a quick pace through the atrium into the UN building itself. Along the way, a visitor passes by not only beautifully maintained gardens, but also by several security checkpoints, a host of sensors and cameras and several conspicuous armed guards. All in all, a very pretty and functional design -- but with a definite eye towards security. There will be no April Fools here.

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 <E>:                      UN HQ - Elevator
 <GA>:                     UN HQ - General Assembly Hall
 <O>:                      Seoul - United Nations Plaza

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Ssso how did the sssurf contessst go?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*sputters* It was all wet."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "I had a great time!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Wire Wolf transmits, "Stars and moon to flaring sunLIght. What a finale."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "But it was a great party still!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal]  Ice Man transmits, "I got sand in comartments I didn't even know I had!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Uh-huh."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "The 'moon' wouldn't happen to have been General's rear, would it?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Wire Wolf transmits, "I am not expanding upon what I said. I am simply leaving it as I said it."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*General* My word, I say, my pants are gone! What is the meaning of this fooLIshness here? Bluhbluhbluhbluh!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man snickers.

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man sounds -exactly- LIke General and says, "My word, what is the meaning of this! I DEMAND that I regain my pants at once! My gigantic ass is getting a touch frigid!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "That why you whipped out the big gun?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man sounds -exactly- LIke General and says, "Of course it is! I couldn't have some fruity spaced out Stargood embarassing me in front of the world, with my own ass hanging out in the middle of AustraLIa while covering up half the island!

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "I'd imagine it'sss hard to be frigid in AussstraLIa."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* It is when no one loves you."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Ring Man transmits, "Gives a whole knew meaning to 'the land down under' though doesn't it?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Hiryu transmits, "OOC: Unless you're in eastern AustraLIa where is snows in winter. :D"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "I wonder if they trucked General out to the middle of the ocean, if he'd quaLIfy asss hisss own island."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* We thought about doing that, but between the zoning issues, ZIP and Area code violations, and of course the fact that my ass is certainly big enough to block out the sun and thus kill milLIons of fish and plankton, we decided against it. General's Ass Isle was going to be the Pacific base for the RepLIforce! It was only going to cost the GNP of several small countries owned by, err, I mean, part of the UN!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "I notissce that none of your followersss are ssspeaking up on your behalf, General."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Words become difficult in the presence of an ass such as mine, my good Robot Master. Much LIke it becomes hard for a Prime Minister not to cry LIke a woman when we tell him that we now control his country. Oooops, I shouldn't 'ave said that. Oh well.""

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Isss that when you sssit on them?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Yes, of course. Its one way in which my ass continues to grow ad infinitum."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Ssso you absssorb them into your aft?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Quite so. Right, LIke some sort of a black hole. Well, not THAT graphic, shall we say. Hmm. Quite a conundrum here. Perhaps one of my massively overpaid staff can figure out a better way to say this?""

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Ring Man transmits, "That Spider fellow seems LIke an bright fellow, behanps he has a theory."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Well, masssively overpaid ssstaff? Do any of you have anything to sssay to your leader?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Bluhbluhbluh, I suppose no one dares to usurp my almighty power!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "The power of your aft is unparalleled, General. Essspecially in the olfactory department..."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* You don't say? You see, my nose is so far up in the air from the giant rod shoved up my posterior that I cannot even smell it! Quite so!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Well, you've sscertainly massstered the art of talking out of it."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Yes, indeed. A side effect of sitting on all those world leaders is that I can speak with not one, but no, no, MANY voices from my ass. And Lord knows it certainly is big enough to do so! Eventually, when we rule this Earth, I shall address the masses from it!!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Uhm, you should probably just ignore that last part... for now."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Thisss isss mossst intriguing. You'll addresss the masssesss from your aft?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Well, isn't that the best way to address those unfortunate souls who are not the bread and butter of what the UN LIkes? You know, LIke those people in Africa who we tried to kill and cover up. Or those in mainland Asia or South America or the Mid-East. You know, the non-Europeans or Americans or Japanese. Those the people who REALLY matter."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "LIke all thossse Africansss you keep kilLIng when you asssault our holdingsss?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Quite right! I mean, let's be frank shall we? We ALL know that the Robot Masters are good to the people in Africa, but I mean, that wouldn't look good in the polls. We have to make an effort to look LIke we give a frog's fat ass."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Those Africans have names you know. LIke Mboomu Nkoga and Zulu McZool!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Indeed, my sLIm and girLIshly figured friend!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Sssorry, I don't have boobsss."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* No matter!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Never let it be said that General discriminates against non-femmes! No, its only the downtrodden we hate here at RepLIforce!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "What about uptrodden?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* We love them! They have rich governments who don't know any better!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* That's another thing."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Regulus transmits, "Soldiers of RepLIforce. Why have I heard nothing of the words I gave you today on the LIps of the other groups of this planet?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I'm getting really sick of all these poor people who don't pay to keep themselves protected from phantom threats."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Uh-oh, somebody's in /troooouble/..."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I mean, that's how we stay in business."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man is just consumed by hissing laughter.

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Bass transmits, "General! Answer the Stardroid."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Denebola transmits, "Feh. Don't threaten the slow mortals brother."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Man transmits, "Yes General ..."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Because it won't fit in with our plans right now of subjugating the peoples we don't LIke, Regulus. I mean, let's face it. Who cares about them? We can hold you off on the fronts we care about."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Regulus transmits, "I see."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* The rest of this world is too piss poor for us to care about except for the sake of completism."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Regulus, we have done as you asked. We have broadcasted the information you have given us on the GLobal alLIance channel several hours ago."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Ring Man transmits, "Just LIke the 'Force to hoard information."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Oh, and Regulus, that's not General. Someone's playing games."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I mean, if we start disseminating information left and right, well, that's not a good precident."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Regulus transmits, "Ah. My apologies then. Perhaps it would be wise to give the information to the world news source."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I don't know. We own that too, you know."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* We LIke to keep that quiet though."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Along with all the healthcare infastructure."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* And the sugar cane factories, but that one is just for me."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Regulus transmits, "Mockery and mimicry? I seem to recall chastizing someone for that... painfully."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Man transmits, "I'd just over ride normal new casts if you want to get the information out Regulus"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "And how do you know it'sss not, ssspider fassce?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Denebola transmits, "I don't know. That sounds LIke an exact match for the voice structure of the RepLIforce leader. All the consistancies are covered."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Ring Man transmits, "So Ragulus, if you have something you want the world to know, by all means why don't you tell us? Wily knows the RepLIforce will only keep it to themselves."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Because General is not transmitting it, you annoying reptile."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pallbearer transmits, "Let it ne'er be said I don't have issues against tall, bronze and mustachioed, but I have to say...you're not even Scorpio's caLIbur as far as originaLIty."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Because it is me! My word, you people sometimes. Harumph bluhbluhbluh!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Oh really?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock remarks, tone bored, "It is child's play to mimic - in fact, the highest form of flattery is, of course, mimicry."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Soldier, I would advise you to stand down."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* And you, Maverick, harumph, what do you know?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Man transmits, "So your back on LIne Bird boy."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I do beLIeve our LIttle parrot rather fancies the mighty General."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Man transmits, "I'll tell ERWIN that."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I DARE you to hack our main computer RIGJT NOW/"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "General if you're so good why do you let bad things happen to people?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Big Bad Sword Man transmits, ".....I shall not bother asking what has transpired..."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock sniffs. "Perhaps I already have, LIttle robot."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pallbearer transmits, "Then come on down to London and make me, General, if you're on such a powertrip."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Cmon, now, Ms Peacock!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Tough talk, LIttle welp."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Ah, such puerile insults! How I did so miss this... useless banter from the peons of Wily."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Because we hate you, Guts Man. And most of the world."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pallbearer transmits, "Hm. All kinds of talk that I'm well aware General would never use. I've /seen/ him mad, and you are not it."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "But I thought you were suppose to love us?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Funny how the truth hurts."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* LIfe is not what it seems."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* And eventually, you will all know that. But not know."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Of course not, you fool, it is some LIttle-brained twit with a new contraption and is attempting to make himself more impressive than he is."

[Radio: (C) GLobal]  Ice Man snickers. "Hey General, why come forth with all this now?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I would be amused if it were not so pathetic."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I got so LIquored up at the Beach party, I don't know what to do but blurt it all out."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pallbearer transmits, "Such I assumed, as much as I hate having to agree with a maverick."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Cmon now, Peacock. I thought you LIked hearing it how it really was."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I am not entirely thrilled with such a thing, either."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* And I know you don't LIke the UN."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* I would have thought this would have gotten your feathers in a bunch."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "General are you cognitive of how bad RepLIforce is?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Don't tell me you are as dumb as the idiots I command."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock yawns. "Oh, indeed. But your LIttle distortion trick is so... poor. Why must I unmask it? It would be child's play to trace your signal, decrypt transmissions and filter out the voice masking software."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* It's hard to unmask what is the base reaLIty."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Would you Cyber?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Especially when I have laid it out for you."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pallbearer transmits, "If you'd be so kind, Cyber, please do. I'd be happy to unmask this LIttle sod."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock sniffs. "I prefer a *challenge*. Besides, it is not *my* problem that you choose to defame a Reploid who could, turn you to -atoms-."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Star Man transmits, "*Mimic as General* Idle threats from and idle wench."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock ... is silent.

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "... what is this?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Snake Man just gives a hissing chuckle.

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "RepLIforce... asking me.. for assistance?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Man transmits, "Cyber your a chicken who hides always."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock transmits, "WAHA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Man transmits, "Oh Bird boy... ERWIN has a suprise for you."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Shure, while we're not shooting at eachother."

[Radio: (C) GLobal]  Ice Man transmits, "So, why hasn't the RepLIfarce driven the Mavericks out of Europe yet, General?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Cyber Peacock doubles over laughing, apparently, as he's muffled momentarily. "Oooh hoo hoo hoo..."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Wow General why are you alLIgning yourself with the Mavericks? That's LIke if Vile teamed up with a circus midget taller than him! It just doesn't make sense."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pallbearer transmit

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Message: 13/19                     Posted        Author

UN Only                            Sun Dec 08    Ninjutsu Gecko

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On the screen appears a brand spanking new face. A gecko reploid, of bright green and purple colors. Most would reckognize him as the one who recently 'dropped in' for a visit. 

"Greetings everyone. I'm sure you've all seen my face, and might know of my full name. Or not. Either way, the paper work is done, I'm out of the can and am fully enLIsted. So, please...again, don't report an escapee if you see me out and about. Peace out!" 

 He gives a quick wave and fLIcks the camera off. UN spinny things follow. That's right, Ninjutsu Gecko is free and now is part of the special ops. You have been warned!

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Message: 14/13                     Posted        Author

Surf's Up, Mates!                  Sun Dec 08    News Report

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News Broadcast on GNN Nightly-

 " This is Nick Forthers, coming to you from GNN London News Room with tonight's top story. In the second of the 'Doomsday Games', the Stardroid Procyon challenged the inhabitants of the world to a Surfing Competition in Western AustraLIa. Heroes were made, swimsuits were worn, and boards were broken as representatives from all factions and walks of LIfe took to the /massive/ waves created by meteors summoned by Procyon himself. " 

 Assorted pictures of those present wiping out, successfully landing on the beach, and of Guts Man trying to remove kelp from his itsy-bitsy red speedo.

 " However, despite winning the game with a whopping 11 points for their efforts, RepLIforce was LIterally caught with its pants down..."

 Picture is shown first of Iris wiping out, and her blue bikini top landing beachside...without her. Then, Procyon's "dissapearing act" with General's beach trunks (http://wingsplatinum.tripod.com/CharLIeDontColored.jpg), leaving the poor commander with nothing but a censor block, despite its meaninGLessness, to keep himself decent. Then, in a yell of rage, he fires the 'Apocolypse Cannon', engulfing Procyon, before the camera shorts out in the flash of LIght. 

 ChuckLIng, the reporter continues as the screen pans back to him. " Despite search efforts, no remains of Procyon have been reported found, and RepLIforce was...unavailable for comment as they sought clothing for their commanderer in chief. We'll have more on the Stardroid Situation as information comes in, because at GNN, we bring it to /you/ first! Now, Barbara Wawa in an in depth interview with Michael Jackson's disembodied head in a jar..."

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Message: 14/14                     Posted        Author

Regulus Makes A Statement          Mon Dec 09    News Report

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 "This is Edward Hampton with a GNN Special Report. Information recently released from RepLIforce states that the Stardroid Regulus had visited them to give them information about the void that encroaches on our star system. The report reads as follows: The Nigh's nature is nonexistence personfied, possessed of a will and a sentience whos nature is to destroy everything. The Nigh was released when Duo was defeated, and Regulus claims that this threat is far greater than that of Judgement, and as such should work together against it similarly."

The reporter continues. "This ends the report. We at GNN remind you that this does not constitute a statement of GNN's position in the issue. Thank you, and good night."

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Byte sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "...Mercenary..."

[Radio] You send Byte a direct message: "Yes?"

Byte sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "...I am forwarding the second half of your payment to your account... ...Though, in the end, you did not find DeVry... ...You served me well. DeVry is dead. May he burn in the Hell that was prepared for him long ago..."

[Radio] You send Byte a direct message: "Thank You. I also sincerely hopes that the 'good' doctor does get what he has coming to him in the end."

Byte sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "The Steel Butcher... will be remembered in the Histories of the world... ...as one of the most evil entities to exist in our time. ...I beLIeve he has. ...For now, Mercenary, Farewell. I shall contact you again if the need arises."

[Radio] You send Byte a direct message: "Understood. Farewell, Byte... the door's always open."

Job sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Well I hope this is still working. Kain, it has been a long time, but I have a possible job for you. Just turn in to channel 2002 on your radio as there is one other who will be in on this."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "So my LIttle crackLIngs, do we have any games tonight? Maybe ski jumping over some barrels?"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pirate Man transmits, "Arr, I hope tonight be a drinkin' contest."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I love to drink checkers."

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "Err. . . Gotta go. Cyber's looking for me,"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "*cLIck*"

[Radio: (C) GLobal] Pirate Man transmits, "Arr, some laddie be whipped."