Post by Team Atari on Mar 24, 2018 5:07:54 GMT -8
Inside the “Missile Command” center where a huge 80 something, maybe even 90 plus inch monitor is showing the Team Atari logo with Codename: Pong under it. Under the monitor is the interactive panel, full of literally thousands of buttons, switches, knobs, levers and 4 different keyboards. It’s a highly empressive set up. This isn’t some cheap master computer either, this one is built to last. Steel case, stainless button, keys, etc. A untold amount of money went into this system.
2600 walks up to it. He is holding a Back to the Future Trapper Keeper. He looks at this and that and takes some notes. As 7800 enters the room, 2600 clicks his pen, slides it into the pencil pocket inside the Trapper Keeper and closes it up.
“7800.” 2600 says at his partner.
“Dilly.” 7800 says.
“Are you prepared for our mission?”
7800 nods.
“This is our first mission and who knows what unspeakable horrors awaits for us on the outside. Pain. Misery. Amputation. Even death could be around every corner. We will have to rely on our training. We will have to trust one another and remember that the mission is the most important objective! It means more than life itself 7800. What do you say? Are you ready?”
7800 places his hands on his hips and looks at 2600 almost definite.
“Dilly….Dilly.”
2600 nods in agreement and extends his hands out. 7800, without even thinking about it, shakes 2600’s hand.
“Very good then. We received our first orders and they are highly classified 7800. Our first task, the first campaign of Codename Pong, takes us straight into enemy territory.”
2600 turns some knobs, pushes some buttons, types on 2 of the keyboards and slowly pushes a lever up and up on the screen, the GWD banner for Global Domination comes into view. Right under the screen, a small print out starts to print out, the paper no wider than one you would see inside a fortune cookie. It spits a strip out 4 inches long. 2600 tears it off and holds it up. 7800 leans and reads. After which they look at one another, nod in agreement and 7800 flicks a bic lighter and lights the message on fire. It quickly goes up in flames as 2600 drops it on the floor.
“GWD. First off. You need to relax. Take a deep breath.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
“Correct 7800. We do come in peace. We don’t mean you harm. Any of you.”
“Dilly”
2600 points at 7800
“Good point. Furthermore we are unharmed.”
“Dilly Dilly”
“If you don’t count our fists. Our feet, and our most important weapon of them, as my chatty partner has just reminded me.”
They point at their brains.
“Our minds. It is our minds that will see us through this mission. Through to the bitter end, where we will be hailed as national heroes! Nothing is going to stop us in completing our mission. We have been taxed with burden of….”
“DILLY DILLY!”
“Thank you 7800! Thank god you are here to stop me from giving away our mission. In fact 7800…”
2600 rips open his trapper keeper, the felcro making that sound, and he fishes out his clicky pen from the pencil holder and makes a note to himself.
“7800. I will put in a recommendation, that you receive the Golden Joystick.”
2600 slams his Trapper Keeper closed.
“You sir, have just saved this mission. If they knew what we know, certain death awaits us in mecca that is New York City.”
“Dilly! Dilly!”
“Yes 7800. The next time anyone sees us, we will be in what many has deemed the greatest place on earth.”
“Dilly Dilly?”
“No, not Dollywood. Madison Square Garden.”
“Dilly.”
“It is in the Garden, where you and I, we will have to run the gauntlet of pain, and torture, and if we can endure the pain that awaits, then 7800, we will be one step closer, one operation closer to achieving what no Team A.T.A.R.I. has done before.”
“Dilly?”
“Yes. Capture the elusive Energon Devise.”
“DILLY! DILLY!”
“If we are able to capture the E.D., this will have a untold amount of peace on the world. The road to World Peace, butterflies and rainbows begins at this event aptly named Global Domination.”
“Dilly Dilly.”
“If we are to capture the E.D. and bring the universe world peace 7800, we must do battle with 10 other power hungry, world destroying Yamauchi's.”
“Dilly!” 7800 says with a touch of anger in his voice.
“Hmm 7800, I know. I too, can’t stand Yamauchi. Those vile, plague spreading vermin and ten of them, ten of then 7800, stand in our way between victory, a nice shiny and bright Mission Accomplished banner, cake and the aforementioned E.D. and nothing, nothing 7800 will stand in our way.”
“Dilly Dilly…..DILLY!”
2600 points at 7800 “AMEN BROTHER!”
“Dilly Dilly Dilly Dilly!”
“Yamauchi! At Global Domination, may there be 10 of you, 20 of you, 1000 of you! Team A.T.A.R.I. will not rest till you are defeated and the Energon Device is securely in our possession. This will be the first of many battles we will have, all of which will have the same outcomes.”
“Dilly!”
“Complete and utter destruction of you and anyone who follows you! The lies you spread. The disregard for human life you have inflicted on this great nation, WILL NO LONGER BE TOLERATED!”
“DIIIILLLLLYYYYYYY!”
“MARCH 30TH! MADISON SQUARE GARDEN! NEW YORK CITY! GLOBAL DOMINATION!”
“Dilly.”
“You will meet your marker. We….”
2600 points at himself and 7800, then at the camera.
“Will see you expired. Will see you be obsolete! Will see you, BE! Sent to the Scrap Heap! In another words Yamauchi!”
“Dilly”
“You will be TIMED OUT!”
They stand proud, with their hands on their hips, heads held high, chests out, stomachs in.
“D-D-D-DILLY!”
They nod.
Fade out.
