The Prophecy of Escapecraft - Y u so new post?

[Sti_Jo_Lew]

Or Iron.

[Invunarble]

Iron's a loyalist though, isn't he?

[Sti_Jo_Lew]

You expect ME to keep track of this stuff...

[Invunarble]

Dammit sti, you're not proving to be a sufficient dictionary! :\

[Iron_Fang]

Neutral

[RobipodSupreme]

If Black's been hiding on an island all this time, does that mean other Leaders are tucked away?
Wokka flew off somewhere, didn't he?

[Someguy42]

That wall of text. So good. Finally no pants! and Notch here we come!

[random980]

This gave me more questions then it did answers :/
Especially with the Griefers. We don't know if they want control of the empire, something the empire has (VCLB?), or just to destroy us. Seeing as i can't find out any more info on the Agents or Walker until something happens, I can only ask someone who knows and/or works with Sneaky personally to determine if he is a fake. I will ask Sodabub. (coincidentally Demon is about to report Soda, this should be interesting.)

Demonnaruto, if you want you can help me question Soda. Or if Sneaky puts you in charge of imprisoning him, can i help you interrogate him?

[Skunk_Giant]

If Black's been hiding on an island all this time, does that mean other Leaders are tucked away?
Wokka flew off somewhere, didn't he?

More Leaders tucked away?
Perhaps, perhaps...
And yes, Wokka flew off. Nobody knows where though.

This gave me more questions then it did answers :/

My bad. :S

[Spyboticsguy]

Let's go 'negotiate' with Sneaky.

[Invunarble]

Didn't foxes already do that and failed at it?

[Skunk_Giant]

I get the feeling the inverted commas around 'negotiate' imply that Spy has no plans of ACTUALLY negotiating.

Gut feeling.

[minnerthecat]

Were Skunk and I on Spy's ship, or were we one of those lost at sea? Will we be permitted to fight in the upcoming battle, or do we have to stand trial first? And most importantly, did my cigars survive the storm!?

[Victini998]

I hope I have a sword with Fire Aspect on it...Any sword that doesnt have it isn't a sword of mine xD

[Skunk_Giant]

Were Skunk and I on Spy's ship, or were we one of those lost at sea? Will we be permitted to fight in the upcoming battle, or do we have to stand trial first? And most importantly, did my cigars survive the storm!?

We were not lost at sea. The only named character that was lost was Stalke.
Keep in mind, we broke 2 laws - one was assisting a fugitive (who everyone now knows killed a Griefer, not Zinrius) and taking a military ship without the permission of the Escapian Empire. Considering that we did the second thing AFTER Spy's fleet left (and they therefore don't know how we got to Futuria) and neither Stalke or Daemon are with us, I'd say we're alright. Besides, the loyalists need all the soldiers they can get, hence why Sti was let out.
And not to worry, your cigars are fine.

[random980]

Also Skunk, finding more questions than answers is a good thing! It means your writing the story well! just make sure you don't do what Lost did, and add so many questions that the only possible answer left was "They were dead all along" >.<

I hope I have a sword with Fire Aspect on it...Any sword that doesnt have it isn't a sword of mine xD

You can put fire on your sword if you want to... You can leave your other swords behind...
Because your other swords don't fire and IF they don't fire then their no swords of mine!

[Skunk_Giant]

WAIT.
You guys didn't like that ending?
OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT.

But seriously, don't worry, I already have the ending ALL figured out...
Well, I have part of it figured out. The actual outcome will still be based on what everyone chooses.

[Skunk_Giant]

Random cautiously made his way through through town. He knew the thought was stupid, but it felt like every rebel eye was on him, as though they knew he'd been in contact with loyalists.
Still, while he agreed with the rebel cause, he'd never reveal the presence of Spy's fleet at the prison, if only to avoid more conflict.
He approached the Office of ReCUT nervously. When he reached Sneaky's office, he found Sodabub sitting at a desk outside.
"I'm sorry... uh... Sneaky is um... busy. He has an important uh... meeting with Demonnaruto."
"Oh, that's fine, I was actually hoping I'd be able to speak to you," Random said, taking a seat across from Soda.
"Well, I'm flattered, but-"
"Cut the crap!" Random whisper-yelled, leaning into Soda's face. "Why did Sneaky hire you?"
"Because I'm an excellent secre-"
"You have a criminal record! Now, what Sneaky has done as leader of ReCUT is debatable, but nobody would argue that he despises criminals as much as the rest of us... Which makes me think one thing - Sneaky's a fake."
"A what?"
"I know about the Hackbots, Soda. I know all about the Griefers using them to impersonate people."
"Hackbots? What the hell's a Hackbot?"
"Spare me the lies, Sodabub! Sneaky's a Griefer in disguise, and you're his assistant!"
"No, the Sneaky here is the real Sneaky!"
"Oh, is he?" Random asked mockingly. He yelled out. "Wont the real slim-Sneaky please stand up?"
"He's in the other room, he can't hea-"
"I know you're lying to me! If the real slim-Sneaky were in charge, you'd be stuck in a cell! You're a criminal! Criminals go to jail! They don't become assistants to Kings!"
"Secretary," Soda corrected.
"SAME THING! THE POINT STILL STANDS. YOU SHOULD BE IN JAIL, YOU ARE NOT. EXPLAIN THAT TO ME!"
At that moment, the door to Sneaky's office opened and Demon stepped out followed by Sneaky. "Is there a problem here?"
Random was no fool, he chose his fights carefully. "No, nothing at all. I was just, heading off."
"He seems rather violent, Sir," said Demon. "I'll escort him out. Make sure he doesn't try anything."
"That won't be necessary, I-" Random was grabbed around the head by Demon, who roughly pushed him forward. "Let's go, buddy."
"I'm not violent!" Random yelled.
When they reached the building's exit, Demon pulled Random close. "The Soda's flat," he whispered.
"What the hell are you on about?"
"I'm trying to speak in code, asshole! I mean I think you're right about Soda. He should be in jail. More than you know. Meet me at the old shipwreck tonight, when the moon's in the centre of the sky."
"How am I supposed to know when that is?"
"Alright, fine, just meet me around nine." With that, Demon pushed Random to the ground. "LONG LIVE KING SNEAKY!" he yelled out.

"You ready?" Zinrius called out from the next room.
"As ready as I'll ever be. Do a last check, but I think we got Black's best weapons," LS replied. "Alright, let's g-" LS was cut short, hearing the familiar sound of an arrow being drawn behind him. The room was near pitch black.
A voice whispered, "Please, just drop a weapon and some food. I just need supplies, I'm sor-"
The guy was clearly vulnerable and scared... Easy to fight. LS spun quickly and pulled Myth Maker from its strap on his back. Despite the darkness, he fired one warning short, sailing past the head of the silhouetted bandit. He drew a new arrow before the first had hit the wall. "Next one goes in your head. Drop the bow!"
"Wait... LS?" the figure stepped forward, his face being in clearer detail now.
"Stalke? What the hell are you doing here?"
"I... don't really know," Stalke said. "I might ask you the same."
"LS!" Zin yelled, bursting into the room, sword raised. "I heard an arrow and - Stalke?"
"Zinrius too? Any other Leaders I'll be meeting?" Stalke asked.
"It's just the two of us," said LS. "So how have you been?"
"I hate to break up this reunion, but we should really get moving, LS," Zin said.
"He's right," LS nodded, pulling his arrow out of the wall behind Stalke.
"Wait, where are you going?" Stalke asked.
"Come with us, we'll explain on the way."

Sti touched down next to Random. "So, you going?"
"What? Where did you come from? I thought you were in the pris-"
"They let me out. So are you going or not?" Sti asked.
"Going where?"
"To the shipwreck tonight?"
"How do you know about that?"
"I've been following you since you left the prison, silly."
Random sighed. "Great to know I'm covering my tracks well. Anyway, I guess I'll go."
"It could be a trap," Sti warned.
"If they wanted to capture or kill me, they could have done it back outside Sneaky's office," said Random. "Besides, this could be a chance for more information."

Black and Itchy touched down an hour outside town. "What are we doing here?" Itchy asked.
Black looked around for a moment before finding a small lever and pulling it. In the side of a nearby mountain, two stones moved back, revealing a doorway. "This is your stop." Black led Itchy into the mountain, where a three bedrooms lit by lava under glass floors were hidden.
"What do you mean my stop?"
"From what LS and Zin said, this sounds dangerous. Too dangerous for you."
"Too dangerous? What are you talking about?"
"I'm a Leader. You're a Mentor. It's too dangerous. You stay here until I get back. Tomorrow morning, I'll make a decision based on how crazy things seem out there tonight."
"That's ridiculous!" Itchy yelled.
"It's my decision!" Black responded. "Please, just stay here for now."

Iron watched with Inv as countless loyalist soldiers prepared under the cover of night for battle. "I don't like it."
"You don't like what?" Inv asked.
"First, that we're even going back into this fight. We need to negotiate with ReCUT, otherwise, by the time this conflict is over, the Griefers will be able to stroll right in and put a flag up."
"We already tried negotiating."
"Well then I don't like that we're sending our soldiers into the fight with barely any knowledge of the rebel's forces."
"They'll be able to handle themselves," Inv said. "You know, for all our conflicts, at least we share views."
"How so?"
"Well, we're both anti-Griefer obviously and we're both loyalists."
"I'm not a loyalist," said Iron. "I'm just not a rebel either."
"So what happens in the battle tomorrow?" Inv asked.
"I won't be in the battle tomorrow. I'm neutral."
"What? We need you! You're complaining about sending these men into battle, and you're not even going to be there to help them?"
"What can I say? I'm a little bit hesitant to turn on my former King."
Inv walked away. "And I thought maybe Daemon's death had taught you something."
"His death wasn't on me!" Iron called after Inv, but the loyalist was already gone.

"Nobody can know I'm here," a voice whispered behind Spy. "Don't turn around."
Spy sat in his office chair, staring straight ahead. "Who is this?"
"It's Blackadder, can't you tell by my voice?"
"You're whispering!"
"Australian Whispering!" Black said.
"Well, it's good to have you back, I have to say. Where have you been all this ti-"
"That's not important. Nobody can know I'm here. I'll be your secret weapon. The Leader none of the rebels know is even alive. You just need to give me intel. How bad is it?"
"Pretty bloody bad," Spy whispered.
"I thought you might say that. That's why I thought I'd call in a few old friends..."

Haxx entered Spy's office - an empty cell block in the prison. He could hear voices, Spy's and someone else... whispering.
"Spy?" Haxx called out?
"Go, go!" Spy whispered in the next room.
Haxx entered the room to find Spy sitting alone, looking over a file. "The soldiers are ready to move on your call."
"I've changed my mind, Haxx. The soldiers are to remain here to defend the prison and our camps."
"Sir?"
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing."
"Yes... Sir."

"Are you alone?" Demon asked, swaying slightly with the ship.
"Does it matter?" Random asked. "Why did you want to meet me here?"
"Sodabub's a Griefer," said Demon. "I know it sounds crazy, but-"
"Not at all. Hell, I'd have been surprised if you told me Soda was a law abiding citizen."
"Well, there it is. I tried to tell Sneaky, but he's refusing to do anything about it."
"Why?" Random asked.
"I don't know, that's the thing! He said he's known all along, but refused to do anything."
"You don't think... You don't think Sneaky's working with the Griefers?"
Demon looked around the shipwreck, as though checking for eavesdroppers. "I... I don't know. Look, earlier today, I hear Soda talking to someone, I'm not sure who. He was telling them that we only had eight people in our empire... I don't have a clue where he got that number from. Anyway, later, that ship crashed into our docks, you heard about it?"
"Briefly."
"Well, one of the Griefers on board the ship said that they had been told there was only eight people."
"So Soda's responsible for the attack?"
"He must be! Thank God he's an idiot, or we might have all been killed today!"
"Geeze... Soda's more dangerous than I would have thought."
"DID YOU HEAR THAT?" Demon asked, turning suddenly. The abandoned land nearby was pitch black.
"No... I think you're just hearing things, Demon."
Demon shook his head. "No, I'm taking a look."
"Don't!"
"We could get arrested for treason just for discussing this stuff! If someone's out there, we need to know!" Demon quietly got into the water and began swimming to land.
"Don't worry, it's not me," a voice said behind Random. Sti flew down and touched down next to the investigator.
"Good, I thought he was going to find you," said Random. "Oh well, looks like it wasn't a trap. I didn't need you anyway."
"Yeah, but it never hurts to have someone watching over you," Sti whispered. "Crap, he's coming back!"
"Go, go! He wont trust me if he knows you're here!" Random whispered back. Sti flew back into the darkness as Demon came splashing back. "Hey, not so loud!" Random whispered. "Someone's gonna hear you swimmi-"
"HELP, RANDOM. HELP!" Demon threw his arm onto the deck of the boat. "PULL ME UP! HURRY!"
Random rushed over to Demon and grabbed his arm, pulling. He pushed his knees into the deck of the boat for strength, but slipped has he began pulling. "I can't pull you up!"
"PLEASE, IT'S COMING!"
"What's coming, Demon?"
A lone dark figure stepped out of the closest abandoned building on land. "We are."

Random
a) Keep trying to pull Demon up
b) Leave Demon and try to get away

Itchy
a) Stay in Black's secret cave
b) Go wandering back into town

LS
a) Go into Mojang HQ stealthily.
b) Tell Notch and Jeb about your predicament and ask for their help.

[random980]

Aweshum!

A) Pull up Demon. I would like to ask the collective a few questions after all, i assume it came here for the meeting
Also if things turn for the worse, Sti can grab us and fly off right?

Also what ever happened to Collin? Also with Blackadders 'old friends' I'm guessing the Raven Empire is coming to town >.>

[Sti_Jo_Lew]

Ooooohhhh shit. It's back.

[Skunk_Giant]

Also what ever happened to Collin?

Collin was last seen talking to Sneaky a few posts ago. He was basically saying that what Sneaky was doing was wrong. Sneaky tried to convince him otherwise, but Collin wasn't convinced. He did, however, say that as Sneaky was his brother, he would stand by him no matter what.

[LS13]

A! Ive always preferred the ninja approach

[ItchyNL]

Lets see what trouble i can get in to. Lets vote B

[Victini998]

Raven Empire

Ravens are tasty, especially when ya cook em >=D

[Iron_Fang]

Raven empire = :s

[Victini998]

Red Raven, YUM >:>

[Skunk_Giant]

Random threw his arm down and reached for Demon, pulling him up. "STI, WE NEED SOME HELP DOWN HERE!"
"YOU BROUGHT STI WITH YOU?" Demon yelled. "You traitor!"
"It was for safety!" Random tried to explain.
Sti flew down, picking the two of them up and flying off again. "That's it!" he yelled. "That's what I saw in New Central!"
"That's the Collective? Here in Escapia?" Random asked.
"Notch help us all."

Spybotics looked over his notes. Things were not going well. How was it that they had reached this point? How had the battle hit Escapian shores? Griefers, rebels, Creatures - they were all growing too strong. With Mountbatten and many of the loyalist Leaders imprisoned along with Wokka AWOL, the world rested on Spy's shoulders. He just prayed he'd made the right decision.
Blackadder was making his own team to take the rebels on, and Spy had approved of it. Any responsibility was now his...

"Powerfulkingt!" Blackadder called out.
Power stepped forward. "Ready."
"Arogon and XDelphi!"
Aro stepped forward followed by Delphi.
"Lathania!" Nobody moved. "Where's Lath?" Black asked.
The group shrugged.
"Shit... Well, uh. Let's get started. The three of you are here because I know you have what it takes. We all share one thing in common - we left Escapia for whatever reason. And now, in our absence, things have gotten bad. Real bad. So let's fix that up. We strike tonight. We're taking the rebels out of power. Now, as the three of you have been away for quite a while, I'm not sure how much you know about this battle, bu-"
"Nothing," the three collectively said.
Black huffed. "Well... Sneaky came back with some rebels and fought a bunch of loyalists and Griefers attacked other people and stuff and things and... Yeah. Look, all you need to know is that Sneaky is the ReCUT leader now. That means he's our enemy. Are there any problems with that?"
"If he attacked Escapia, he's an enemy," said Delphi. "He has left us no choice."
"Get ready. We're going in tonight. We'll be rescuing our final member from ReCUT territory, and then moving on to our main mission - kidnapping Sneaky. But first, I need to find Lath."

"I asked you to meet me," said Black. "We're putting together a team, and we need you. Where were you?"
Lath sighed. "I didn't show up, because I don't have what you want."
"We want your combat expertise."
"No, you want the UFOs. The Raven Empire."
"Well, that'd be a nice bonus..."
"That's the thing, I can't give you that. After I left Escapia, I made sure I kept in touch. I would keep my ear to the ground to hear the latest news... When I heard about what CUT was doing, I realised they could go too far at any moment, so I broke off the agreement between the Raven Empire and CUT. To make sure they never tried to take the UFOs by force, I destroyed them."
"But one person couldn't single-handedly destroy all those UFOs," said Black.
"I didn't. I used OGRED. It was fitted onto the mothership after we made the agreement with CUT."
"But, if OGRED was on one ship that means-"
"Yes... There's one ship left. The mothership."
"We need that UFO, Lath. And we need you."
Lath sighed. "You don't understand, Blackadder. The Raven Empire is no more. I refuse to use that UFO again. It's too dangerous, moreso with OGRED attached to it."
"It's dangerous in the wrong hands, Lath. Not yours."
"But how do I know my hands AREN'T the wrong ones, Black? You're asking me to use the Mothership with OGRED to take King SneakyPie out of power."
"I'm asking you to take Rebel SneakyPie out of power," said Black.
"I'm sorry. I'm afraid my decision remains the same. I wish you and the rest of Escapia luck, but I'll be sitting this one out."

LS signalled for quiet around the group as they approached Mojang HQ. The building was large, and the three had no trouble finding a poorly guarded window. One Mojang Employee stood, looking out the window. After a moment of waiting, he turned, giving LS the chance to boost Zin up. Zin grabbed the guard, covering his mouth so he couldn't scream.
"You have two options here," he began. "One, you allow my associates to tie you up so you don't cause us any trouble. If that's not to your liking, option two is me killing you. They don't call me a professional Griefer for no reason."
"Mn! MN!" the employee said through Zin's hand.
"Was that one?"
"Mm!"
"That's what I thought."
A few minutes later, the employee was lying on the floor, his hands and legs tied behind his back and his mouth gagged. With the help of Zin, Stalke and LS had climbed up, Stalke pulling a backpack with him.
"What would you have done if he chose option two?" Stalke asked.
"I dunno... Asked him to please choose one, I guess. That, or knock him out."
The three continued on into a long hallway lined with portraits of the different Creatures of Craftmine.
"I don't like this," said LS. "It feels weird, breaking into Mojang HQ like this."
"They've got it coming," said Zin. "You saw that thing they sent after Itchy. That was the embodiment of evil."
"No, I mean... It seems too simple. This is Mojang HQ we're talking about. They literally CONTROL Craftmine here. You'd think there'd be some more security."
"They're probably low on staff right now," said Stalke. "I hear with Craftmine's population starting to decrease due to Griefers, Mojang's losing power and money."
"Still, it seems weird."
"You're right," said Zin. "You'd think they'd all be equipped with- Oh no." At that moment, an alarm sounded throughout the building. "He's set off some sort of alarm! MOVE!"
As Mojang Guards flooded into the hallway, Stalke, LS and Zin broke into a sprint.

"Sir, we've located the intruders," said Jeb.
One of the Agents stepped next to Notch as he looked at the security camera feed. "They look armed."
"They could be dangerous," Jeb agreed. "Let's get you to a safe position, Sir."
"That''s not what I meant," said the Agent. "I meant, they'd be quite the challenge. This time, that pesky Leader doesn't seem to be around to help them."
The second Agent joined in. "Yes Notch, this seems like just the rematch we were looking for."
Sweat dripping from his forehead, Notch sighed. "Alright. Jeb, release the Beta."

Victini burst into Sneaky's office. "Sir, it's the Collective!"
"Excuse me?"
"I've just received word. The Collective has been sighted nearby. We believe it to be extremely dangerous."
"Notch help us all."
"Sir, I'll arrange for some of our best warriors to gather here. They'll be ready to die for you and the Rebel cause."
"There's little point," Sneaky muttered. "If what I've heard about the Collective is true, no amount of warriors will stop it. It has arrived in Escapia tonight, and I don't believe it will leave until it has taken a life. The question is not 'will it it kill?' - It's 'who will it kill?'"

"Spy!" Haxx yelled. "Word from loyalist refugees in town!"
"Yes?" Spy asked, wondering if Black had already begun his assault.
"Rumour is the Collective has arrived."
"WHAT?!? Notify all able soldiers at once!"
"Sir, I don't believe this is much of a threat. The Collective was supposedly seen on the outskirts of town. It's ReCUT's problem, not ours."
"The Collective, Haxx, is everybody's problem. And I don't know who can fix it."

Black stepped back into his hidden hideout. The door to one of the bedrooms was shut. "Itchy, you there? I've uh, got some stuff to do. Don't worry though, everything's gonna be alright. Escapia'll be on the road to recovery by morning. Alright?"
No response.
Black stepped back outside where his team (The Blackadder Assault Team, or BAT) was waiting.
"Why didn't you ask Itchy to join our fight?" Powerfulking asked.
"Too dangerous. This is his first night in a while where he hasn't been imprisoned."
"You should have at least offered," said Delphi.
"Nah, he must have been asleep anyway. Alright, let's go break out our buddy."

So this was what Escapia had come to. Itchy couldn't help but feel like this was the end for the Empire. He walked through the roads, deserted. A broken sword lay on the ground next to a refugee burnt up house. Those that still had their houses had locked themselves inside for the night. Further into the city, he could see the Office of ReCUT. It was lit up in the sky and had led him to town, but now, the redstone lamps were being deactivated. He wondered - why?
The streets were eerie, and Itchy suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He made his way to the next house, which, despite having the curtains drawn, was clearly inhabited. He knocked cautiously on the door, unsure of what to expect. After minutes of waiting, the door opened slightly. A sword was thrust through the gap. "Who is it?" a voice asked.
"Tulonsae, is that you? It's me, Itchy!"
Tulon opened the door a slight bit more, sword still raised at Itchy's throat. "You shouldn't be out after dark."
"Yeah, well I'm kinda new to this curfew or whatever it is. Kinda got captured a while ago."
"Oh... yeah... That. Normally, I'd be interested in hearing about who captured you and why, but tonight's not a good night."
"Why's tonight any worse?"
"You haven't heard?"
Itchy shook his head.
"The Collective. It was sighted near town."
"What? N-no... It can't be here!" Itchy stuttered, memories flooding back of his meeting with it in New Central. "Where is it? What should I do?"
Tulon looked around frantically. "I'm sorry, I can't help you." She shut the door and turned off the lights, leaving Itchy in the middle of a dark road. The last lamps around the Office of ReCUT were dimming in the distance.

"Oh, it's you again," Iron muttered as he packed his bags.
"Hey, I'm sorry about before. Daemon's death wasn't your fault or mine. It was the Imposter's." Inv asked. "What are you packing for?"
"Well, you made it pretty clear in our last conversation that if I wasn't a loyalist," Iron turned to Invun, "then I wasn't welcome here."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm leaving. I don't know where. Maybe ReCUT will let me stay there without fighting for them. Maybe I'll just go camp somewhere and watch as both sides crumble."
"I apologised, Iron. What more can-"
"No, you made it pretty clear, Inv! You and I can't work together! We're competitors. When we fight side by side, we fight for the glory, not for the right thing. I've realised that, maybe you should!"
"You know what? Go! Leave then! Good luck, out there! I bet you'll survive 5... Maybe 10 minutes!" With that, Inv stormed off.

"KEEP RUNNING, WE'RE NEARLY THERE!" LS yelled.
"How do you know?" Zin asked.
"I don't, but would you have kept running if I said we didn't have a hope in hell?"
"Point taken."
The three finally reached a door marked 'ADMIN'. "Zin, Stalke, cover the door! I'll try and get us our powers back!" LS yelled, furiously typing into a machine. "Damn it! It's password locked!"
A voice suddenly burst through loudspeakers in the room. "Gentlemen, I applaud your efforts, but the game ends here," Notch said calmly. "Two of you, if my security feeds are correct, have faced the Beta already. One of you is yet to have the pleasure."
"Aw crap," Zin whispered. "Not that thing again..."
"Hurry up LS!" Stalke cried.
"I can't! There's nothing I can do! Wait... I have an idea! Stalke, your backpack!"
"I thought that was for worst-case scenarios!"
"I don't think it gets much worse than this!" said LS. Stalke handed him the bag, and LS started digging through it. "Zin, the cameras. Take them out!"

"What are they doing?" the first Agent asked.
"They're destroying all the cameras in the ADMIN room," said Jeb. "But... why? The Beta will still get there."
"And there goes the last camera in the room," said the second Agent. "What the hell are they trying?"

"That's the last one!" Zin called out.
"Alright, Stalke, help me with this!" LS said, pulling out the materials of the bag. "Alright, Zin, you're good with machines, right?"
"More torture machines than other machi-"
"I need you to look into the room's wiring. The loudspeakers allow Notch and his team to communicate to us. Find out of we can talk back to them. If we can't, find a way to make it possible."
"Uh, alright, but no promises."
"No pressure, but our survival kinda depends on it."

"COLLECTABLES, GETCHA COLLECTABLES!" Derek yelled out.
"What are you on about, Derek?" Foxes asked.
"Collectables! At Spy's Super-Store! They're on Sale! The Spy-Super-Store-Sale! THAT'S A TONGUE TWISTER!"
"Derek, are you making things up again?"
"NO!" Derek yelled furiously. "Well, sort of, but NO! Not... really. Kinda. OK, I made up the store name. I just thought it was really cool. But Haxx said Spy wanted me to tell everyone that there were collectables in town. I assume Spy's selling collectables. COLLECTABLES, GETCHA COLLECTABLES AT THE SPY-SUPER-STORE-SALE! COLLECT-"
"Wait-a-minute!" Foxes interrupted. "Derek... did Haxx say collectables were in town, or-"
"Collectables!"
"-or the Collective?"
"Oh... yeah it mighta been that one."
"Oh, Dear Notch."

Beard wasn't sure how he felt about all this. When the rebellion began, he'd been one of the Leaders whose loyalties lay with Sneaky. It had been the most difficult decision of his life, and he still wasn't sure how he felt about it, but Beard had become an official member of ReCUT.
Now, he was the Warden of the ReCUT prison, on top of other things. He was in charge of turning the residential block in which the prisoners had been herded into a functioning prison with security.
"Hey Beard," a Dahype, a guard, said as he passed by. "How's the Asylum comin'?"
Another thing Beard wasn't proud of. The ReCUT Asylum. Victini had commissioned him on behalf of King Sneaky to build an Asylum outside of town. The worst of the Griefers would be transported there after ReCUT finally stormed the loyalist prison. The whole thing creeped him out, but he went along with it. "Not too bad," said Beard, thinking the opposite.
"You heard about the Collective comin' to town?"
"Yeah... creepy stuff. You heading home?"
"Yep."
"You sure it's a good idea right now? You don't wanna stay here for the night?"
Dahype chuckled. "Not unless Sneaky wants to pay me overtime. Cya Beardy!"
Moments later, Beard heard a crash. "Dahype, that you? Dahype?" Carefully, Beard investigated. He stepped into the nearest block of prison cells. The prisoners were going mad, yelling across the room at each other. There was at least fifty different cells, and Beard struggled to deal with the madness on his own. "ALRIGHT, EVERYONE QUIET!" he yelled out. "NOW, SOMEBODY - JUST ONE PERSON - TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!"
None of the loyalists said a word. The Griefers, however, were quick to call out. "THE LOYALISTS! A GROUP OF 'EM ATTACKED! THEY'RE LOOKIN' TO BREAK OUT A PRISONER! DEY WENT TO THE NEXT BLOCK O' CELLS! I SAW 'EM!"

"Come on, Louis!" Black yelled.
"You don't understand!" Mountbatten uttered back. "Everything has gone horribly wrong. Things were just about to go right before Sneaky launched his rebellion, and it's my fault as much as it is his."
"Mountbatten, we can still win this battle!" Arogon said. "Please, just join us!"
"If I wanted to break out," Mountbatten began, "I could have long ago. I don't want to. I see no point in dragging this battle on. The sooner one side wins, the better."
"You're sure this is what you want to do?" Black asked. "Beard will be here any moment, and if he finds us, we're in trouble."
"I'm sure, Black."
"Alright, good luck, old friend."

"Have you got it working?" LS asked.
Zin nodded. "This," he said, grabbing a redstone torch which had been wired into the wall, "should act as a microphone to all the loudspeakers in the building, including those in Notch's office. You'll be able to talk back and forth."
"Brilliant. Stalke, have you completed your job?"
"Done!"
"Now, we wait."

"WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON IN HERE?" Beard demanded, bursting into the room.
Mountbatten sat alone in his cell. "I haven't a clue what you're talking about, Beard," said Mountbatten.
"Nobody else in here?" Beard asked.
"Nobody."
"Well, you better hope it stays that way," said Beard.
"And why's that?" asked Mountbatten.
"Oh yes, I suppose being a prisoner, you haven't heard. The Collective. It's here, on Escapian soil. And rumour is - it's looking for a kill."

Finally, the Beta arrived. It made a slow entrance in the ADMIN room, but looked terrifying as ever.
"Oh God, I hope this works," said Stalke.
"You and me both, pal," LS replied. "ZIN, NOW!"
Zin flicked a switch, setting off some TNT Stalke had placed earlier. The TNT blew up over the doorway, behind the Beta, a pile of rubble collapsing, trapping the three in with the Beta.

"Why would they do that?" Notch asked, watching the feed through the Beta's eyes.
"Maybe they were hoping to crush the Beta," suggested Jeb.

"Now, Notch, you know what we had in that backpack," LS said, speaking into the microphone. "And there was plenty more than that. Order the Beta to stand down right now."
"Or what?" a voice asked through the loudspeaker.
"Who am I speaking to?" LS asked.
"Agent Jack Christoph."
"Jack, I don't know who you are, but I'll answer your question anyway. If Notch does not order the Beta to stand down, he will lose it."

"He's bluffing," Christoph whispered to the others in the room.
"And if he's not?" asked Jeb.
"Order it to stand down, for now," said Notch. He took the microphone. "The Beta will not attack you, yet. Now explain."
"While the cameras were down, my pals and I set up an ambush," the voice rang back. "The TNT that went off wasn't all we had. This entire ADMIN room is rigged to blow up, destroying not just all of your administration information, but your precious Beta as well."
"The Beta isn't trapped in there," said Notch. "It can dig through the rubble."
"Oh, there's more than you'd think," the voice replied. "Just ask your guards."
"He's right," a guard's voice said over the security channel. "They rigged the entire hallway leading to the room to explode. The Beta might be stuck there."
"Who am I speaking to?"

"LS13, a Leader of the Escapian Empire," LS said through the microphone.
"Are you sure telling them which Empire you're from was the best idea?" Stalke asked.
"They already know us Escapians are trouble for them," said LS.
"Alright," Notch said over the loudspeaker. "LS of the Escapian Empire. What do you want? Why are you here? If it's hackbots you want, I must inform you there are none."
"While I don't believe that," said LS, "that's not what I'm here for. I'm here for a simple change. My friend Zinrius here is in the same boat as me. We were somehow stripped of our Leader powers. We want them back."
"And why would I believe you?" Notch asked.
"You don't have to. You just need to do as I say, otherwise the Beta goes."
"And so do you."
"Maybe a life without powers isn't a life worth living," LS said. "You don't know how unstable I might be. So, first thing's first - unlock the ADMIN computer."

"Do it," said Christoph.
"I'm the boss here, not you!" said Notch. He turned to Jeb. "What damage could they do to the Beta if they're telling the truth?"
"Well, there's no way to tell, but there's a chance they'd completely destroy it. We'd need to do more testing to know for sure."
"Alright, remotely unlock the ADMIN computer," said Notch.

"It's unlocked," Notch said over the loudspeaker.
"Check it," said LS.
Zin began typing. "He's telling the truth. Give me a minute, this should be straightforward. Done."
And just like that, the two Leaders had their powers restored. One was now an elf at heart again, the other controlled ice caps.

"So now what?" Notch asked.
"What do you mean?" LS asked over the loudspeaker.
"You have what you want. Now, where do we go from here?"
"Wait," Christoph yelled, "he's picking up the detonator!"

"NOW STALKE!" LS cried out.
Stalke pushed the detonator down, just as both Zin and LS used their newly restored powers to cast a protective spell around themselves and Stalke. When the TNT blast stopped, LS grabbed Stalke and shot up into the sky, quickly followed by Zinrius.

"NO! THOSE LYING BASTARDS!" Christoph cried.
"SIR, THE BETA'S STILL FUNCTIONING!" said Jeb.
"RETRIEVE IT IMMEDIATELY!" Notch ordered. "IT MUST BE REPAIRED!"

"Inv, have you heard the news?" Foxes asked.
"What news? That tomorrow's attack was cancelled? Heard it."
"No, the other news! The Collective!"
"What about it?" Inv asked, sharpening his sword.
"It's here!"
Inv stopped. "Here?"
"In Escapia! Spy's asking all loyalists to stay in the camp area for the night. We're not sure how to fight it if it DOES come though."
"Wait... IRON! HE'S OUT ON HIS OWN!"
"What?!?"
"He left the campsite!" Inv cried. "He'll be killed! We have to look for him!"
Foxes nodded. "I'll fly out and look for him, you stay here!" With that, Foxes flew off.

Stalke, LS and Zin touched down in the middle of town.
"Oh God, it's worse than before," said LS. "I was hoping it would have all blown over by now."
"We have to find Mountbatten," said Zin. "He'll know what to do."
"No, we need to group up with Spy's fleet," said Stalke. "They should be back by now, and they'll have the bulk of the Escapian forces working with them.
"With any luck, Mountbatten and Spy will be working together."
"Hey... anyone else notice that?" Zin asked.
"Notice what?" asked LS.
"How eerily quiet it is. Like... people are... hiding. I feel like... like I'm being watched."
And then, all the lights in the buildings nearby, went off.

"WHERE'S SNEAKY?" Blackadder demanded, storming into the Office of ReCUT, the rest of B.A.T behind him.
Sodabub stood up from his desk. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Stop screaming," Black muttered. "I was just asking a question."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Silence him!" Black cried.
"Uh... how?" Power asked.
"I dunno... Read him a bedtime story or something."
Aro picked up a book and chucked it at Sodabub's head. The secretary fell to the floor, silent. "That did it!"
"He's still alive right?" Delphi asked.
"Who cares?" said Black. "I mean, will he really be missed?"
The group shrugged carelessly.
"Now, to make ANOTHER dramatic entrance!"

"WHERE'S SNEAKY?" Blackadder demanded again, this time stepping into Sneaky's office specifically.
Victini stood up in front of the King, sword ready. "Why are you here for Sneaky?" he asked.
"Well, why do you think?" Black asked. "I'll give you three guesses."
"I WON'T PLAY YOUR GAMES!" Vic yelled.
"We're here to kidnap him obviously," said Black.
"I wouldn't say it was obvious," said Aro. "Might have been here to kill him. Or wish him a happy birthday. Is it your birthday today, Sneaky? That'd be a cool coincidence."
Sneaky stepped in front of Victini. "So, the absentees have returned to take their King from the throne."
"Watch who you're callin' absentee, mister!" Delphi called out.
"You left of your own accord," said Sneaky. "I was forced out."
"That's not how I recall it, Sneaky," said Black.
"Tell me, Blackadder, have you encountered the Collective yet?"
"Shut up and come with me, Sneaky!"
"I asked you a question."
"Sir, shall I call the guards up?" Vic whispered.
"That won't be necessary," said Sneaky. "Blackadder, the Collective is in our town right now, and you're worried about kidnapping me? For what cause? The loyalist one?"
"The Escapian one."
"Do you not think there are more important matters at hand than our petty civil war?" Sneaky asked.
"Don't you dare, brother!" a voice boomed from the entrance. Collin stepped in, furious. "You, of all people, have no right to declare this war 'petty', for it is you who started it! Yes, you left the Empire under unfair circumstances, but this war was in no way necessary. I'm growing tired of your hypocrisy."
"Collin! WHAT A TWIST!" Aro whispered to Delphi who nodded in agreement.
"Collin, this matter doesn't concern you!" said Sneaky.
"If only that were true! But when my brother works with a Griefer, I see it as a concerning matter."
"Griefers?" Black asked. "Sneaky's working with GRIEFERS?!?"
"Tell them, Sneaky!" Demon cried out, entering the room with Random and Sti at his side. "Tell them how you betrayed everyone's trust! Tell them what Sodabub's real job is!"
"Alright, I guess the game's up." Sneaky pointed outside the office to where Sodabub lay unconscious on the floor, a bump growing where the book had hit his head. "That poor sod was not hired because I deem him to be an excellent secretary. He was hired because he has Griefer connections."
A collective gasp spread through the room.
"And he was responsible for the attack on the docks earlier!" Demon called out.
"We know it all!" said Random.
"That too is true, and I sincerely regret that. I clearly was not keeping enough of an eye on him. You see, I'm not working with the Griefers. I was using Sodabub to spy on the Griefer community. I knew they'd try and strike while our civil war rages, and I was trying to find out their plans before it was too late."
"LIAR!" Demon yelled, rushing forward.
Sti reached out and held him back. "Don't do anything you may regret, Demon," he whispered.
Suddenly, all the lights in the Office of ReCUT went off. "Sneaky, if this is some trick to escape, you've greatly underestimated us!" yelled Blackadder.
"Oh, not at all," Sneaky replied calmly, lighting a torch and placing it on his desk. "That was not my doing."
"Then who's?" Collin asked suspiciously.

Throughout the entire town, a group of delayed whispers could be heard.

"We, are the Collective."

"What the hell?" Power whispered, looking around in the darkness.

"Hello?" Beard called out from his now pitch black security room.

"We, have travelled."

"No..." Stalke whispered in fear.

"Not again. Please not again," Itchy cried.

"We, have arrived."

Foxes looked around the night sky, a shiver running down her spine.

Spy looked out his window towards the now completely black town.

"And tonight... We will feed."

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Itchy
a) Go to the Office of ReCUT
b) Leave town
c) Go somewhere else (state where)

Demonnaruto
With your new information regarding Sodabub, you need to decide again where your loyalties lie. Do you believe Sneaky about using Sodabub to spy, or do you think he's lying? Are you now:
a) Loyalist
b) Rebel
c) Neutral

Invun
a) Stay put
b) Go searching for Iron

[RobipodSupreme]

Awesome stuff, skunk!

So are the fleets all just sitting there, atm?

[Skunk_Giant]

Well, the fleets are all docked near the prison. Basically, the rebels are in control of the town, and the loyalists have all set up around the prison. Right now, they're just getting ready to fight or defend against the rebels or the Collective.
But I mean, if you want your character to do something specific, as always, just let me know.

[Sti_Jo_Lew]

DEREK! Whooooo! \o/