Story:MMEDDP3 Chapter 12
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Ditto McCloaker[edit]
~In the middle of the game...~
Vorpal: Hey, man, you guys are crazy! Heh heh... hey, Prime Minister of South Africa, nice spike! You, from Mexico, quit trying to climb over the net. Sheesh. Okay, everyone, let's break for snacks.
*little does he know that a man wearing a turban is lurking under the table. Giggling evilly, fills a snack bowl with confections from a bag of 'Osama Bin Pretzels' Giggling, he takes out a magic carpet, unrolls it, wraps himself up in it, and vanishes*
Vorpal: Mmm... Snackies. *takes handful of pretzels* Hey! Tony Blair, do that funny thing you do! Yeah, c'mon! Yeah, that's the one! Hahaha...!
*suddenly begins choking*
Vorpal: ~Kaff, kaff~ gack, hey, somebody, give me the heimlich! ~Kaff... kaff~ Oh, c'mon, ~kaff~ SOMEONE! HELP! ~kaffs~ Quit laughing! ~kaff kaff~ Gaaaaack...
*everything goes dark*
~Vorpal finds himself in a dark, vast, empty place~
Vorpal: Whoa... what's going on? Where am I? The War Room? Bill Clinton's office? The former Soviet Union?
Voice: Nope.
Vorpal: Who are you?
~Washington appears~
Vorpal: Whoa...
Washington: Vorpal... we are America's great wartime Presidents.
Abe Lincoln: We have arisen and contacted you for a little chat.
*FDR wheels out from the shadows*
FDR: Have ourselves a little 'fireside chat' you might say.
*flames appear to the side, and inside is Osama Bin Evil*
Kennedy and Nixon: We're rather concerned.
Vorpal: Hey, don't sweat it. I was just taking a little time out.
Washington: We're just here to remind you this is about more than just Osama Bin Laden. This is a war against evil itself, in the form of terrorism.
FDR: The lives of millions around the world hang upon your own actions, Vorpal.
Alexander Hamilton: Yeah, and if you screw up... you're out of the family.
*They all glare at him*
Hamilton: Whaaaat? It's true.
Lincoln: Now, that's just the wind blowin' through that hole in his head. But seriously, you must be very careful.
Nixon: Don't forget, American... war is more than just killing people.
*Reagan steps out* That's right, Vorpal. You can kill a man who kills others easily. But hate is an intangible thing. Nothing matters as long as it's the guiding force of millions. And you will not kill it with a missle. It is the corruptor of men. The deaths of war are as nothing. You must change minds, and that is something only a great leader can do.
Vorpal: Hey, Reagan, you're not dead.
Reagan: *shrugs*
Lincoln: Remember, Vorpal. Capturing a man is far easier than changing his mind...
Washington: You must get your ideas to the hearts of people...
FDR: There's nothing to hate but hate itself.
Everyone: Their minds, Vorpal... their minds... their minds... their minds...
*Vorpal wakes up lying on the East Lawn*
Vorpal: Aw, man, the game broke up.
*voice*
Washington: *sigh* Their minds, Vorpal... their minds...
Vorpal: Alright already! Geez. I heard. Hm... Huh? Yeah, I hear you guys. Yes, I'm alive. Oh, it isn't so bad... hey, Castro, you should try these pretzels.
Vorpal[edit]
Flutter: Yo! Everyone! There's something on the news!
Flutter turns on a portable TV he has to LNN (Liberal News Network).
Anchor: And so -shhk- the city of Kabu -shh- as been liberated from terro -shhhh-
Vorpal: Can't you get better reception?
Flutter: Well maybe, if Tony would stand still.
Zoom over to Tony Blair holding TV bunny ear antennas and standing on one foot with his arms outstretched.
Tony: *moves slightly* That better?
Zoom back.
Flutter: Quite.
Anchor: With all cities being cleared of terrorists and the interim government taking over until election can be held later this year one question still remains: Where is Binlladin?
Vorpal: Rats!
Flutter's cell phone rings.
Flutter: *picks it up* 'ello? Yeah? Yeah? *covers mouth piece* Sir, what should we do with all the captive terrorists?
Vorpal: I dunno . . .put them in Cuba I guess.
Gastro: Hey!
Vorpal: ^_^0 Heh, heh . . . just kidding . . .*whispers to Flutter*No I'm not. Send 'em to that base I got down there.
Flutter: *whispers to phone* Send them to Cuba. I said "Send them to Cuba"! Oh for cryin' out loud SEND THEM TO CUBA!
Gastro:
Flutter: oops.
Vorpal:
On the USS Applepies . . .
Guard: Sir we found an American with the Taliban troops.
CIA Agent: Really?
Guard: Yes, sir!
CIA Agent: This isn't good. You know how big a deal the press is gonna make about this?
Guard: I know, but that isn't the only thing.
CIA Agent: What? There's more?
Guard: Yeah *gulp* it's more than just an American, sir.
CIA Agent: Out with it! What? WHAT?
Guard: It's the First Lady!
CIA AGENT: *faints*
Guard: Sir?
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