Reploid Productions: "Temporarily enabling appearance on the WA delegate in case anybody doing the R/D for Pride event opts to drop by this month.
Sector's regular WFE is backed up just in case. XD"He dropped the file on his desk in shock. He couldn't believe his luck! The place in question was home to Reploid Productions, who was well known as what was known as a "mod," who had the power to become an ominous voice and strike people down from the earth with just a flick of the wrist. And the current World Assembly Delegation had a streak of 1358 days? It was all too perfect. He ran into the Mafia lounge and dropped it on the table. "And what is this?" asked Timi, a member of the Mafia. "This," responded Ambis, "is the key to getting our name out in the world. Want to raid it?" "Bet," he replied. Ambis looked around for some others to help him out. He quickly recruited Millenhaal, or Milly, to help, and reached out a Shadow, a friend of his, both of whom agreed.
It was not smooth sailing. Timi, unfortunately, couldn't make it, and Ambis was forced to find someone else. He kept getting left, but eventually, it looked like he could do it. He and the others, Shadow, Spandon, and Milly, started making their way toward the Space Sector, which Reppy resided in. They had a slight hiccup when their way from The West Pacific to the next landmark seemed to double in length, but they overcame it. They got to the door, and that's when everything fell apart. First, Ambis accidentally busted through the door too early. He quickly righted his mistake. Second, Milly had gotten lost along the way and wasn't there. Third, Spandon came in from the completely wrong direction and had forgotten to throw his endorsement behind Ambis.
When they busted through the door, they had failed to claim the delegacy, so quickly retreated to the Warzone Trinidad Corporation. Ambis wasn't finished yet and pledged to return.
2 Weeks Later.
The intercom within the Mafia headquarters crackles to life.
"Alright everyone that can hear me." says Ambis, his voice distorted by the mic, "I’ve temporarily tuned the intercom to the rest of you people, and given you access to the sign-in room. If you can be there, go fill out the sheet in the sign-in room with your name, rank, and military (if non-mafia)" Several people quickly signed up. Arsto, and Shadow, and after sending a quick message, Steak. It was all positioned to go great. Milly could also come. 4 is better than none! Then things started to fall apart again.
Milly had promised their World Assembly Support elsewhere, and Arsto's dogs were acting up. They couldn't come. Ambis only needed one more, so flipped through his list of contacts to find someone who was alert and ready to help. He landed on Sleet. She had previously raided Warzone Trinidad, but let bygones be bygones, right? She had also helped with a fash bash a while back, so everything was fine. She agreed, and Ambis had his team. They set out, going through the streets. They passed the West Pacific. Ten Minutes left. He had everyone cross on him. A random Bottomless Pit, 5 minutes, he revealed the target. Wurzburg, 2 minutes. His heart was going crazy. Everything was going well, he had the endorsements needed. He smiled as he passed the fortress that hosted The Order of The Gray Wardens, home to notable defenders, aka people who would try to stop him. If only they knew...
The Space Sector was next, and as Ambis prepared to go in and seize the delegacy, Sleet burst through the door first, claiming it.
"WHAT?" Yelled Ambis. Sleet smiled. "I just endorsed you," she said, "Your mistake was having us cross! If you hadn't, this wouldn't have happened! Your own fault!" Ambis growled and lunged at her, but she simply stepped out of his way. "This is now a PRAF OP!" she said joyously. Just then, Arsto ran in panting. "Oh come on! I just missed it!" He complained.
Ambis left his list of demands and quickly left. Operation [violet] had technically failed, but they had done it, so he wasn't going to complain too much. He would learn. The Mafia would be back eventually, and this time, without any sneaky bastards.
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OOC:
Thank you to everyone! Operation [violet] has been stressful, but really fun to do! Sleet, even though you backstabbed us, I really should have seen it coming, so no hard feelings. You also taught me some valuable lessons! I assure you that the Mafia will run again, and be completely 100% perfect, no stress, and I look forward to that day!
Participants:
[WZT] Godfather The Ambis - Trigger/ Intended Point
[WZT] Goon Millenhaal - Moral Support
[PRAF] Air Marshall Mlakhavia - Sneaky Bastard
[MERC] Eastern Alkseria
[MERC] Steak Paul
