Chapter 18: A Parable for the Terrible

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

"Yes well...I suppose. Those other kinds don't sound quite as cool, but, oh well, I guess it will still be quite a shock for everyone when 10 dinosaurs pop out of the cake. Do you have any that at LEAST look vicious. You know, for effect." Keitoleinen asks. He looks around hoping to see a dinosaur in a cage, but he sees none. He only sees scientific equiptment. He is a little disappointed.

[Anya Louteius]

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Anya had finally gotten out for some fresh air. It had been months, but she needed the refreshing air and some time alone to think things over. She wasn't sure if she was ready for a life of dedicated terrorism. She walked on toward her home, it looked totally deserted. She needed to call her band members and tell them she was okay. THey probably thought she was dead by now. It had been so long....

She walked up to the door of her house and unlocked it and opened the door. It wasn't dusty or full of cob webs, Anya must have paid the maid service up to a few months. She walked around the house and then went to the kitchen. Steve, her guitarist, was digging arounf in the fridge. She cleared her throat and smiled when he looked up at her. Anya looked so much better, she was clean and sober now, and hadn't mutilated herself in months. Steve's jaw dropped when her saw her. He ran up to her and grabbed her in a hug. "Oh my god! Anya! It's been so long! But you are okay and you look amazing! Where have you been?" Anya was reluctant to say, but she smiled and spoke. "I was with a friend. So what's been going on?" They talked for hours and finally he left having to go home to his new girlfriend.

Anya walked up the stairs to her room and when she opened the door, it was just how she left it, but everything that she was once addicted to was gone. She smiled and sat on the bed and rubbed the covers. So much to think about so little time....

[††Venice "Cephrien" Ashgrove††]

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Ceph observed the roses, raising a hand up to his chin to think about it. He had heard that Rosenthal was an elderly woman. Pink flowers, he thought, would be more suitable for a little girl..

He tried to picture the image.. f'course it was fuzzy and vague.
As he thought, Ceph noticed a certain uneasyness coming from the Flowershop keeper. While he wasn't the best at socializing, He could observe people really well. He couldn't help but stare at her for a second before getting back on the matter at hand.

"I think white flowers will do."

[Jack Kruschev]

Anth could see that Jumala was disappointed, and he hated to leave people disappointed.

"You know what?" Anth says as he gets up. "I think I have exactly what you want. It's still being heavily experimented on, but it should be ready in the next 36 hours, assuming I have my scientists work their asses off to get it done."

Anth walks over to two large doors and opens them to reveal a room the size of a large soccer field. In the room there are cages of every size shape holding nearly every type of creature imaginable. Anth motions for Jumala to follow and walks a few hundred feet forward to show him his latest project.

"I like to call him Phillip," Anth says as he reveals a giant grasshopper of about 4 feet in height. "They went extinct about 10 years ago, so we decided to create some better ones. This one's not perfect, but it will be surprising for everyone to see."

[Freak Boy]

Freak Boy didn't want to have to resort to this. The risk of getting caught was always high, even as skilled a hacker as he was. Banks and corporations always have the finest anti-hacker programming... but it is still just that, programming. And there is no way a machine, a program series of ones and zeroes, can possibly outthink a human... right?

He managed to find a secluded gas station in a seedier part of town. The homeless lay about in the street every few feet from one another, and the stench of vomit and stale urine is thick in the air, grappling for victory only with the powerful stench of diesel in the air. He made his way to the ATM.

"Alright, time me," Freak Boy whispered. Trotsky obliged and clicked his stopwatch.

Freak Boy inserted the credit card like slot which, via a series of elaborate cables was hooked into his computer. It was a simple task to convince the program that Mr. Dinari Dollar had a few hundred less dollars and that a man who didn't exist, but was going to make a withdrawal, has a few hundred more? Only a highly advanced white hat hacker could possibly disturb things at this point.

[Dinari Dollar]

Dinari makes a few calls and orders female strippers for Annette's party. He's sure that Annette will really enjoy the entertainment. After that, he calls his scientists (he doesn't have many) to order them to create the design he needs to submit to the Moderator for the Global Monitoring system. With his business taken care of, he returns his attention back on his guests Momo and Max. "Do you guys have anything that you need to get done? I guess if you guys were up to it, we could just teleport to Switzerland for the party a little early. Unless you have things to do before the party."

[Freak Boy]

Just a few more seconds and... bada bing, bada boom! Wham, bam, thank you ma'am! $500.00 motha-fuckah! Now let's get the hell out of here.

"Time," Freak Boy demanded.

"2 minutes 12 seconds," Trotsky reported.

"Excellent time, Comrade." Stalin appeared and smoked a celebratory cigar.

"Cool. Let's go score some shit," he said enthusiastically as he made his way off into the crowded streets to find the local dealers.

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

"Grasshoppers?!" Keitoleinen exclaims. He coughs a little and puts his arm around Anthony in a fatherly, patronizing way. "Okay, on a scale of 1-10 of awesomeness...I am a 10, you are...a 2...and grasshoppers are a .000000001." He states, even though his scale is not actually from one to ten. He draws his arm away and smiles. "With that said, I'll just take...10 of those little dinosaurs that you mentioned." He replies.

"IF you want to though, YOU can give her the gift of grasshoppers."

[Jack Kruschev]

Anth laughs hysterically at the thought that Jumala actually believed him. True, he'd been working on the grasshoppers for quite some time, but never really intended to do anything with him. All it really was, was a bet between Dr. Hoito and himself (Which he had won.)

"In that case," Anth said, "Here are the little dinos I mentioned earlier."

Anth walked over to a nearby cage, making sure that Jumala stayed with him and opened it to grab one. "Normally, these things wouldn't hesitate to tear your finger off, but, thanks to my abuse programs, these suckers are trained to be the most obedient little bastards ever."

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

(getting offline, i think. good night)

Keitoleinen admires the small dinosaurs and the fact they are so obedient. "Hmm...if only you could train humans to be so subservient." Keitoleinen remarks. The two of them talk for a while longer and Keitoleinen pays for the dinosaurs. He also pays to have them delivered...inside of a cake...which means calling a local baker for that request. When that business is finished, he says goodbye to Anthony. "It was good doing business with you. I will see you at the party. Oh, and it will be nice to see what kind of design Genetech comes up with for the Moderator's little contest. Take care!" With that, Keitoleinen leaves the lab in Ireland for Switzerland. He still has to buy a card and look over the designs SOTA submitted to him one last time.

[Jack Kruschev]

(Very well, g'night!)

Anth is glad that Jumala swung by to get something for the party. He may be psycho, but at least he's cool, Anth thinks to himself as he opens his desk drawer to reveal a card. He opens it up, signs it, and goes around to get other signatures.

[Niilo Ukkonen]

To Anya

Very high and feeling even more mighty, Niilo stumbled over his own feet about the streets without really falling down and breaking his nose or getting hurt. He was several miles from his home, and even further from anyone he really knew. By all means, he was screwed.

Finally finding a bench, he sat down and leaned his head back a little. Dozing off, he brought himself back to life and knew that he needed to find shelter. He'd been caught by the Manalists in possession of drugs several times already, but had always managed to get away without much harm done. This time, he might not be so lucky.

Niilo used his hand and arm to lift himself out of the bench and saw some Creditors in the distance on the other side of the street. He felt a rush of adrenaline and ran into a building in the hopes that they didn't see them.

"Ah fuck," he muttered to himself as they began to cross the street towards the building. He sprinted upstairs, looking for an unlocked door. When he finally found one, he burst in, shut it behind him, locked it, and slipped down the door into a sitting position. Breathing hard, he opened his eyes.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he said with a finger over his mouth.

[wyvernlord]

Tyler walked away from the rubble that used to be a factory. He'd finished his mission, after a few hours of work, and was on his way to Switzerland for his next assignment. Guard duty...again. He was to protect a birthday party for the Global Bank, the best paying cooperation in the modern world.

Tyler continued to walk as he saw the lights of a city lighting the sky in the horizon.

[Zindy Zonedk]

{ Sorry I didn’t post >.< }

Zindy Just agreed with Heikki with a light nod most of the time Tristan was there,

Then when there A safe distance away she listened to Hekki Smirking at his Remark “Yes, I work with the Russian Mafia, So I’ve been doing this kind of stuff for… scents I was 15..” She then says putting out her cigarette Letting her long pony tail fall over her left shoulder.“My names Zindy” She then says leaning back on wall of the van then looking at the front of the van .

[Anya Louteius]

Anya was snapped out of her daze when she heard someone in the house. She was suprised, because no one had a key. She thought it might be Jack and she seemed really excited, but when some stranger came in the room she froze. 'What the hell is this....?' She thought to herself.

He looked up at her and told her to be quiet she wanted to object but looked out the window nad saw the creditors. She raised an eyebrow and looked at the man. "That's what you are running from? Creditors? What did you do to get on the Global bank's bad side?" She crossed her arms and waited for his answer. She had a knife that Jack gave her in her back pocket in case she needed it.