Cleansing Of The Party (IC, Open, MT)

[Gibet]

"Very well, but no killing Jews. Also, leave the Communists be. They are beaten." Keisler said and looked back at Yussuf.

[The Saladin]

Mohammed pressed a botton on his radio and two cargo planes flew over gibet

at the airport:

"This is Dome one and Dome two are we cleard to land we carry 100,000 men to aid in the cleansing".

"I still dont know why I am here can you explain" Yussuf was now annoyed

[Gibet]

"Of course! Land at your conveneience." The Tower responded.


The soldier looked at Yussuf. "You broke into a locked area, threatened a soldier, and resisted arrest."

[The Saladin]

"Of course! Land at your conveneience." The Tower responded.


The soldier looked at Yussuf. "You broke into a locked area, threatened a soldier, and resisted arrest."

"I allreafy answerd your question of why I resisted arrest"

mean while all the hundred thousand men gathered around a man with a map "Ok men you know why were the cordonates are here here and here you will post up here four men at every corner and the rest walk up and down the street any jews seen you help them any commies you leave them alone got it?"

"got it" they all replied and went on with there mission"

[Gibet]

"Still, you wont be released until we clear this up." The soldier replied.

[The Saladin]

"Still, you wont be released until we clear this up." The soldier replied.

"Fine what ever I have nothing better to do take your time"

The men posted up on there postions keeping there eyes sharp the men near a store saw a Jewish lady walk out she was carrying bags and they dropped two of the men went over to her "Ma'am can we be of assistance" the other men stayed posted up.

[Gibet]

Most civilians were a bit scared by the sudden appearance of so many armed Arabs but, some didn't care. The lady who had dropped some bags thanked the soldiers for their help and went on about her business.

[TurtleShroom]

"Why do you carry two wallets?" He asked suspiciously.

Agent Oliver panicked for a seond. These soldiers were truly excellent in their jobs. They were as observant and inquisitive as he was, noticing every detail and suspicion. Agent Oliver then explained the wallet thing.

"One's mah passport and one's mah money wallet. TurtleShroom passports are kept in black wallets like this-un'."

Indeed, he was telling the truth. TurtleShroom passports were about the size of a credit card, in a black wallet with a golden-colored "T" on the front.


Agent Oliver sat back down and finished his food. He exited the coffee shop, conking his head on the door's threshold as he exited.

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He walked back onto the streets and squatted down as he began to move in a crowd of people. Had he stood straight up, he could easily be seen by the soldiers. He took an oppurtunity to turn into an alleyway behind the Telecommunications Building (the one he was in before) before a soldier could catch him.

The Agent then took off his robe- exposing the shorts and collared shirt hew as wearing, as well as the shotgun and jetpack he had on his back and the taser on his belt. Working with extreme speed, Wallace folded up his fedora into his also-folded robe. He lastly made sure that the pectoral cross he had perviously hidden under the robe wasn't going to fall off, and he ignited the jetpack. With the robes in one hand and the briefcase of equipment in the other, Wallace took off.

An extremely loud noise followed as the Agent flew up to the roof of the building, clutching his belongings and praying he'd make it over the building by the time the soldiers arrived in the alleyway.

Fortuantely, he did. Landing on the roof of the building, he just barely peeked over and saw dozens of SS guards and other, differently and more menacingly uniformed people gathered below, some looking up. Fortunately, they did not see him on the roof.

"Those menacing ones must be the Gestapo..." the Agent nervously noted to himself, picturing the extensive weaponry they were wearing, far outdoing the SS soldiers that wondered around. He would NOT want to meet one of them face to face!

Agent Oliver laid on the roof for a moment as he waited for his heartrate to slow down. Still lying down, he managed to quietly slip his robe back on and deactivate the jetpack. He placed the pectoral cross back under his robe and the fedora back on his head. When he reached for his sunglasses though, his heart skipped a beat.

He had left them down on the ground with the soldiers!


Now that they had Evidence in his sunglasses, he was in big trouble, if they knew TurtleShroom law and could pull up the right data.
See, anyone who performs any crime must submit to DNA testing and collection for a federal roster. Everything from jaywalking to grand-theft auto to murder required this, even if the killer was to be sentanced to death.

In 1998, Agent Oliver was on a train, travelling from his hometown to the capital with some friends. On this train, he was comsuming a gigantic watermelon in the dining car. He asked one of his friends to open a window for him so he could spit out the seeds, and the friend complied. He began to spit the seeds as the train pulled into the station. A police officer happened to see him do it, and he was arrested for spitting out the window of a train. He was taken to the station and booked, after which he paid the five-skillet fine for breaking that law. However, because he was booked, he had to give his DNA for the National Naughtiness Roster (NNR) of TurtleShroom.

Basically, if the Gibet soldiers and Gestapo wanted to identify the person who owned the suspicious glasses, they could, assuming they traced him to TurtleShroom, recieve a warrent from a Gibet court asking for records on a human in the NNR. The lab would then recieve his DNA and match him to the Agent. Knowing the Agent's name, birthday, Geezer Pension ID (GPID, sort of like a Social Security number but for use in retirement only) appearence, and record of wrongs, they could, with their police power, trace him all the way to the TSSSS. To do that, though, they'd have to know the right contacts, and that would take spies and infiltration.

Agent Oliver knew all of this and was nervous, but he calmed down at his assumption that Gibet wouldn't do all of that just to trace one man... right? With that much police, they could, and they certainly had the ability to snoop in the military base currently housing the TSSSS until the HQ was rebuilt...



Uh oh.

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Agent Oliver tried to dismiss this as he found a ventalation exhaust pipe. He quietly slid in and began to navigate the ducts.

[The Saladin]

The soldiers went back to there dutys "Nice people those Jews are wonder why everybody hates the"?

"Ok You are boring me can i just leave".

[Gibet]

The Gestapo were truely suspicous. When they saw the plume of smoke reaching over the building and then ending, they knew emmediately to search the Tele-Communications Building. They figure it to be a spy or, sabotuer. They had to find the person. They had heard reports of a stange, tall man arriving in Gibet earlier that week so, they decided to search the building then, start with those who saw him.

One of the Gestapo Agents saw the sun-glasses on the ground and picked them up. He emmediately put them in an exidence bag. He would drop them off at Gestapo H.Q. for D.N.A. testing later. For now, they began to search the Tele-Communications Building.

[The Saladin]

The Soldiers looked at the SS they noticed that they were looking them suspiciously so the leader went over to them "Hello we are here to help with the cleansing I hope we will work well together".

[Gibet]

As said, most civilians were a little afraid of them but, some didn't mind. In fact several women tried to flirt. Several Gibetan Wehrmacht squads were deployed to keep an eye on the Arabs.

[The Saladin]

The men noticed some men trying to flirt with them some of them just pushed them off others started to flirt back

"ok do you know who I am now can I leave?"

[Gibet]

OOC: Okay, that post was a little strange. Your men are flirting with "MEN"? Could you maybe edit that?

[The Saladin]

OOC: Okay, that post was a little strange. Your men are flirting with "MEN"? Could you maybe edit that?

ok you read that wrong you said sevreal WOMEN tried to flirt with my men so I said some of them flirted back

[TurtleShroom]

In the duct vents, Agent Oliver slowly crawled his way around, quietly pushing his briefcase in front of him.

This is one of the times where wearing a robe comes in handy. Made out of a soft, silky-yet-durable fabric, the item was as quiet when being dragged as it was soft on the Agent's body. The only noises the Agent could hear was the quiet sound of the brifcase when he pushed it, and the sound of fans blowing in the distance. It was getting cold in there, but Wallace pressed on.

The agent dragged his way through the vents. He was apparently on the top floor of the five-story building. Undoubtedly, the phone lines are around here somewhere. Pulling his way to the end of the vents, the Agent realized that he had hit an external wall of the building. This was where they would likely run a key phone wire.

Trying to minimize the sounds, Agent Oliver turned into his robe. He pulled out some sort of laser pen and used it to cut a hole big enough for him to squeeze through.

Throusting himself out of the vent, he found himself in a suprisingly roomy space between the fifth floor and the fourth floor. The vent ducts directly over his head, with pink insulation above that and pink insulation he was on, the space was about four feet in height, with a wide-open diameter spanning much of the building. It was dark, so a flashlight came in handy for the Agent.

Fiddling with the flashlight, Agent Oliver finally saw the wires. Dragging himself through the insulation and tearing it to shreds (think of like tearing cotton which is silent), he made his way to the wires.

Recalling his training, he immediantly identified the phone wires. He opened up his briefcase and began to assemble the wiretap kit, placing rubber gloves on.

He removed the central box first, and set it next to him on its back, so that it wouldn't fall through the ceiling. Next, he pulled out a pair of scissors and laid those aside.

At last, he found the electrical phone tap. He took it out along with a standard telephone cable with two ends.

Deftly, the Agent cut the phone wire. Anyone on this side of the fifth floor would suddenly recieve a dial tone, and all calls would be dropped until the tap was in place. He had to work fast to avoid suspicion.

The Agent took the his spare cord and cut off each of the little tips that plugged into the wall, pepared to place them where the Nazi gap was. He tied one tip onto the top of the severed wire, and the other to the bottom. Then, he plugged both wires into the tap.

Next, he took the central reel-to-reel machine and some screws and a manual screwdriver. He screwed the device into the wall and placed a third wire into the tap from the device. Lastly, he took the crank and inserted it into a whole in the device. Lastly, he flipped the swith con the central console and turned the crank. The reels started spinning by his hand.

Now, all phone communications are restored. The Agent performed the test on the machine and smiled, knowing he had succeeded because of the bright blue light eminating from the tap and the red light from the machine.


Agent Wallace Oliver had successfully wiretapped the Gibet Telecommunications Building!


Whenever the crank was turned and the reels moved, it would record anything on the phone line. He now had the ability to record anything on the back end of the building. The front half (where the entrance was) needed to be tapped seperately, and an extremely long wire needed to be run from that line back here. He would do that later. He had to remain by the machine and physically crank it in order to record, otherwise nothing would happen. Now, he could hear everything on every floor- ingoing and out -on this half of the building.

Agent Oliver his pair of headphones on and plugged them into the fourth and final jack on this tap. Lastly, he took out his special TSSSS phone and plugged it into the reel-to-reel machine.

That phone allowed him to dial out in impersonating the name of the Building's default Called-ID. So, if he called this phone back home, it would read "GIBET SUPREME TELECOM", or whatever the insiders sued.

The headphones allowed him to hear everything. The final item he took out was what seemed to be a device with many levers. Each one could be pulled to configure what phone he was listening to. He had been trained to know every inch of that machine, so he could easily find any phone line in the building he wanted. What he configured was what he would hear on his headphones.

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OOC:
Now that this building is wiretapped, a few minute changes will be noticed by only the keenest of the keen observers.

• First of all, the phone bill will go up slightly. The wiretap draws its electricity directly from the phone lines, so unless the Nazis had an unlimited data plan, the monthly bill of the entire building will go up by the equivalent of fifty United States Dollars. When the second tap goes in, it will go up by one hundred USD.
• Secondly, anyone on this side of the building's fourth floor calling anyone on the other side of the fifth will always experience, when picking up the phone, a dial tone that is quite louder than normal. Everyone else in the building will not experience this.
• Third, when the crank is being turned, a very faint clicking sound, one click every seven seconds, sounding like someone typing on a keyboard on the other side of a room, can be heard on every phone in the building at once. When the crank is not turned, no sound happens.
• Fourth, when Agent Oliver finally taps the other side of the building, the desk receptionist, and only her, will hear a sound that sounds like a cracking of a whip, one time, when he connects the wires.
• Fifth, when the reels are full of data, Agent Oliver will remove them, archive them with a portable digitizer, and place them back. When there are no reels on the wiretap device a very faint static will be heard on the entire fourth floor's phones, but only keen observers can notice it. The archival process takes about fifteen minutes, and the reels can hold six hours of call. That's fifteen minutes of excessively faint static.
• Lastly, and most importantly, at 3:34 AM every night, a short and faint beep will be heard in the entire building's phone lines. That beep is for a restart of the central unit's mechanisms.

[Gibet]

OOC: wow, he works fast. Anyways, I have Gestapo searching the building.

IC:

Several Gestapo Agents in black suits and black leather rain-coats entered the building and proceeded to search the building floor by floor. However, another group appeared and they split-up to cover each floor of the building. They began to search; examining every available nook and cranny. They didn't bother to check the ventilation system at this time. They searched but, allowed the workers to continue wiht their business.

In one of the rooms on the fourth floor, rear-side, a woman picked-up the phone after it dialed a few times. It was the Reichstag. She had been informed that Rudolph Keisler was to hold a meeting of the top commanders in the Reichstag later that day. She was ordered to have the rest of the staff call the commanders and let them know. She accepted, of course, and continued with her work-day. The Gestapo did a few more checks and re-checked everything then, started to leave. Before they did, however, one of them asked if he could use the woman's phone in her cubicle. She agreed and allowed him in. He picked-up the phone and dialed Gestapo H.Q. He noted the sound of a tap every couple of seconds. He waited until he was answwered and informed the man on the other end that they may have a spy in the city. They did nothing else. He hung up the phone, thanked the woman and told her she should check the phone's connection as it crackled a little. Then, he left.

[The Saladin]

"ok" Yussf said "This has been fun but I have things to attend to can I go now?"

[Gibet]

The Soldier waited for a moment before another entered the room with a piece of paper. The other read it and nodded. Then, he looked at Yussuf.

"You're free to go." He said as he stepped back against the wall.

[The Saladin]

The Soldier waited for a moment before another entered the room with a piece of paper. The other read it and nodded. Then, he looked at Yussuf.

"You're free to go." He said as he stepped back against the wall.

"Thank you jesus. oh my" he turned "hello Emily what are you doing here?"

"getting you"

"fine then shall we go"?

"yes"

"Keisler my men are yours". then he left as he walked back to the plane the men saluted him.

[TurtleShroom]

OOC: wow, he works fast. Anyways, I have Gestapo searching the building.

OOC: Wiretapping is about all the TSSSS can do outside of assasinating a drug lord or recreational drug company CEO. Naturally, that's their specialty!

In one of the rooms on the fourth floor, rear-side, a woman picked-up the phone after it dialed a few times. It was the Reichstag. She had been informed that Rudolph Keisler was to hold a meeting of the top commanders in the Reichstag later that day.


[...]


He picked-up the phone and dialed Gestapo H.Q. He noted the sound of a tap every couple of seconds. He waited until he was answwered and informed the man on the other end that they may have a spy in the city. They did nothing else. He hung up the phone, thanked the woman and told her she should check the phone's connection as it crackled a little. Then, he left.

Agent Oliver pulled the various levers and knobs on the console next to the recorder. He managed to pick up an item of interesting note, and he quickly cranked the machine to life as the item was recorded. He managed to get "Rudoplh and top commanders will be meeting in the Reichstag later today" on the machine.

After that, most of the day was usual business, the occasional comedic dialogue. Most of the time, he didn't record it, unless he especially enjoyed it.


{Each conversation will be split by three asteriks. If it was recorded onto the machine, it will be in italics.}

***

"Have you seen his mustache? Oh, it's so sexy..."

"I know."

"If only my husband had facial hair like that."

"Mmm hmm."

***

"You'd think that, as an immigrant, the omnipresent soldiers would bother me, but they don't."

"Why not, Sally?"

"They're actually quite friendly. One picked up my pencil when I dropped it in the hall."

***

"Ever had the feeling someone was watching you?"

"No, no I haven't. Why?"

"Something is watching us. I just KNOW IT."

"You said the same thing last week, and last month at Uncle Louie's Polka Party. Remember how badly you danced?"

"I can dance! I did very well there!"

"Uh huh."

***

"Which is exactly why you can't fit a hippomatus in a drainpipe."

***

"No, I'm afraid I can't transfer that call. Reception blocked."

***



Then, after hours of nothing, a second message of note came in.

"You've reached the Gestapo Headquarters. How may I help you?"

"I feel that there is a spy in the city. A very sneaky one."

"How sneaky?"

"I think he's wiretapping us."

"Nonsense; there hasn't been a successful wiretap in the Capital's core buildings since 1998."

"I repeat, I think we're being wiretapped."

"Okay. Keep patrolling the area and let us know if you see anything suspicious. We're working on analyzing those sunglasses."

"Can do."

"However, I may not be able to answer a call later today. See, I'm going to meet our leader and key military officials down in the Reichstag today."

"HUSH! Your words may be wiretapped right now, as we speak!"

"A dose of paranoia is always good in keeping the country safe, my friend, but do you really feel that someone is that successful in passing us?"


***


Agent Oliver knew something important was going to happen in the Reichstag. If his teachings served right, that was a legislature, the Gibetite answer to Congress. If Nazi Germany taught him anything, the Reichstag was almost certainly a rubberstamp body.

Hopefully, he could go in there and shoot someone. Even if he couldn't nail the Führer, anyone in there would be valuable to destabilizing this regime. Perhaps he should give it a shot, literally?

The Agent smiled to himself at that joke.

{OOC: While it would be godmodding to take down your head of state, is there anyone meeting there that you COULD give up? If not, I'll continue to have Wallace gather intelligence in the Reichstag after he leaves the Telecommunications building.}

However, before he did anything, he needed to make... some calls.

He took out the rotary phone and pulled a bunch of letter, dialing out a number from a free phonebook from the Lobby of the building. Thumbing through, he reached a letter for (whoever it is) the leader of the Gibet's equivalent of the Federal Reserve. Impersonating a quite realistic Gibet accent, the Agent called the chairman/chancellor/leader/whatever. He reached his hand for the crank and began to record.


"Is your refrigetator running?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Well, ya'll- you better catch it! HA! Credit unions for the win!"

He hung up, nervous about his accent that broke through, even though he caught it. Still, he knew that if tracing occured, it would lead to this building, but no phone could be identified. For Gibet investigators, it would just be an employee slacking off.



Now for the serious business. Still recording, Agent Oliver picked up the phone and dialed out to the Reichstag for more data on this meeting.


"Hello, I'm from the Telecommunications Buildin'." the Agent responded in a creepy combination of a Gibet accent and the occasional, but heavilly suppressed, TurtleShroom drawl.

"Yes, I saw your caller ID, how can I help you?"

"I'm followin' up on a request to forward a meetin' reference towards the needed par-tays."

"I see."

"Therefore, to compose the message, I need to know more about this meeting."

"Okay... what meeting are you talking about?"

"Who exactly is meetin' with the Führer this evening?"

[Gibet]

The person on the other end thought for a moment. Then, she answered.

"Yes, the Lieutenant Führer, Supreme Field Marshall Wilhelm Keitel, Propaganda Minister Joseph Stark, and a number of others."

[TurtleShroom]

The person on the other end thought for a moment. Then, she answered.

"Yes, the Lieutenant Führer, Supreme Field Marshall Wilhelm Keitel, Propaganda Minister Joseph Stark, and a number of others."

"Okay, thank ya'll kindly!"

Agent Oliver hung up. Score!


However, the meeting would be a while. Agent Oliver needed to figure out a method of getting down without getting caught. Until then, though, he might as well continue to wiretap here for a bit longer.

[Gibet]

For remainder of the day, things were generally calm in the offices of the building. A few calls from the Reichstag over certain people but, nothing important. The workers did begin to nodice a few slight changes in the phone systems. Mainly, the "tap" on the phone and the loud dial-tone.

[TurtleShroom]

Okay, it was time to shut of the tap. Surely, folks were getting uneasy.

Agent Oliver quickly unscrewed the console, unplugged his headphones, and placed every other item back into the brief case, except the scissors. He then snipped the phone line like he did before, cutting off the entire fifth floor into dropped calls. exactly as before. He removed the tap and placed it back into the briefcase, unplugging it from everything else. Then, he tied the wires back together and sealed them together with electrical tape. Now, the lines were totally restored, and everything returned back to normal.

Now untapped, Agent Oliver took the reels and loaded them into a second device with a USB drive attached to it. The drive was aboutt he size of a deck of playing cards, and it attached to the device with a serial cable. He then activated the machine which rolled the reels in reverse, digitizing the item for the computers back home. The Internet didn't exist in TurtleShroom, but computers did!

Finally, he packed the central unit back, along with his gloves and everything else. He closed the suitcase, and began to think of a way out without getting caught or noticed.