Conflict in Ibiza Town: The Amp Room Battle

At 9:50 PM, Greenwich Mean Time, Team Tomorrow Europe raided the Amp room in Ibiza Town, Ibiza.

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GOOD GRIEF!!!

Is any one else watching this on the news?

Yes. I am.

This is getting bad very quickly.

I'm watching.

I think Pax has lost whatever intelligence he has - and the Project are fuckwits for either letting or telling him to do it.

This will get very ugly. I don't see the Teragen and the partying Elites taking this without a fight.

Wow I never thought about what a Nova riot would look like. Not what I imagined.


Who is the guy firing the purple fire? They keep panning in on him from the Opsat phone but it is a bad image. It looks like he is just blasting buildings for the fun of it.

All I have to say, if you're a non-combatant, and in the area, move quickly. Preferriblyfar away.

I smell war. That's really all you can say. When this many novas get together and battle, it sure as hell isn't a sparring match.

In fact, get about 100 miles away. I have a bad feeling a nuke is gonna drop...

I'm diving into the datastream now to watch this further. Most likely the battlefield won't be just in the real. I'm gonna see what I can do with a few independents to keep any potential crashes from spreading throughout the OpNet.

Interesting.

And people thought I was recklessely destructive.

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We're doomed. This is where the downward spiral starts. First it's a brawl, then it's a conflict, then it's a war. Next thing you know, the few of us able to get off Earth will see the mushroom clouds.

This is probably the first time in my short Nova life that I feel... powerless.

Were only doomed if we stand back and do nothing.

Screw this. People's lives are in danger and I'm going to do something about it. God Bless you all.

I think Pax has lost... it.

I don't think Pax is there.


I smell war.

Not sure. It doesn't seem that organized.


The Paragon: ...People's lives are in danger and I'm going to do something about it.

You take care now. The day is coming when I'll need a baby sitter.

Oh shit. I'm serious, oh shit.

I've never been so scared in my entire life.

I still don't know how I got out of there.

Damn. It looks almost entertaining on TV.

I feel sick.

Did I just see a castle collapse down the side of that hill in the distance?

Ethics. Its apparent that there is a sad lack of comprehension regarding that word and the weighty responsibilities it encompasses.

I am in Ibiza. This cannot be allowed to continue uncontested. Goodbye.

Awwww. Sad lil' zip fuck toys lounging around watching it all go down in living color? Just remember kiddies;

[size:6]DON'T CHANGE THAT FUCKING CHANNEL![/color]

Hehe.

I told you all the day was coming but nooooooooooo. First Bahrain fell and cracked open like the rotten fruit it was and now we're out from under little Timmy's bed and walking tall in the sun.

Ooops!

Looks like we're finished with this bunch of monkeys. Whelp, time to move across town and find those gutless bastards in their pretty blue and yellow suits. I'm looking forward to meeting Ragnarockette and seeing if she's willing to switch hit after she gets a taste of sea food. Not to worry; I'll make sure its ribbed for her pleasure.

Yumm!

Hey, just because you're such helpful little touchy-feelie spunks most of the time... Has anyone else noticed that zips shit themselves just before they die? Isn't that just like a zip to take a shit when they're choosing the last thing they'll ever do in this life.

Oh look! A school. Maybe I should give big bird a shout out so he can get some sweetmeats while they're still fresh.

Damn it! I know you stay-at-home spunkers are jonesing for your news update but this stupid zip was wearing his pass on the inside of his vest. My bad.

Sorry.

Hey! It looks the camera is still working. You're in luck 'cuz it looks like I'm gonna be your host for this little broadcast. First some humor. See how I slither my slippery tentacle up this piece of meat? Okay, now we're ready for some fun. This is my new puppet co-host Joey Zip. Say hi for the fans at home, Joey.

[size:4]AAAAIIIIIIEEEE![/color]

Ooops. Looks like I got a couple of things to explain to Joey about contractual obligations and life expectancy. Show biz is a tough life when you're a monkey isn't it?

We'll be taking a short commercial break while ol' Joey and I have a little heart to heart.

[size:6]AAAAIIII[/color][size:8]IIEEEE![/color] ....z

Great.. My wings are just not fast enough.

Hey no need to be hanging your head and giving up those deep mournful sighs. You can be a part of what's going on without even leaving the comfort of that outhouse you call a village. Now I know what your thinking, "Gee Charr, its just not that easy for me. I have to worry about blue laws, what people think of me and all that stupid shit."

Heh. Right Joey?

[size:4]SI! SI![/color]

Even Joey's got your number Fluff Bird. Now I ask you, what the fuck do you think people think of you? Sure you got your little playmates that want to play like the monkeys and hope that playing nice means those bad old zips aren't going to ram it up too deep next time but let's face facts. You and I both know thats just the fantasy. Let's just hope they've forgotten what a useless dickhead with a bad attitude you were before you erupted and overlook the fact you got a worse attitude now and enough juice to wipe their useless little lives off the face of the planet leaving no trace they were ever there.

So just open up that garage door they put in your shithole, take a good look around and ask yourself, "Why the hell am I putting up with this shit aside from being terrified of the nasty little bastards?" Be a thunderbird or just swill it. Can't help you anymore than that, Toto. Got real shit going down and your going to have to screw your own head on this time. Right Joey?

Joey?

Looks like Joey's gone to the great hunting ground in the sky. My bad. Slamming him on the wall that third time to wake his ass up was probably a mistake. WHOAH! Now there's a cutie.... z

News update. Your correspondent Charr on the scene and reporting.

What do you call a bunch of optimistic monkeys? See that pile of sand that use to be a church?

Oh yeah, the punch line.

Dead.

Get it?



Stay tuned cuz I'll be introducing my newest co-host for our show "Fall Of The Evil Monkey Empire". And remember to not be monkeys that see, be novas that don't take shit from a bunch of monkeys.

You want to kill them then kill them. If you think you are proving a point prove it. If they can't take you out with those assault choppers hovering overhead then it's their problem. Despite the fun you are having I wonder if you will last the night.

This has the makings of a flash riot. Because it's on the news everyone who can get there is going to do so, and the fight will grow.

Covered in feathers and still calling it fur Toto?

HEEhehe.

I survived a life listening to their tawdry little sins against each other. I survived Bahrain and every sick experiment they came up with while the stink of their fears made me want to puke and you think their big bad war machines have a chance?

Send more monkey toys for me to break.

Their "problem" is I smell the stink of their mind Toto. When their paws are on the trigger, beating their wives, raping their neighbors while screwing their brothers, I see the truth of their rationalizations. I even know what you think when you whimper about your "beast" lashing around in its poor little cage. Yeah baby! Papa Charr knows how much it rocks for you to be big for the first time in your wasted life.

Take Cynthia my new co-host for instance. Say hello Cynthia.

[size:4]...whimper...[/color]

Don't mind Cyn, she just not trained yet and I'm going a little slower than with Joey. No tentacles into the brain to squelch her greedy little monkey brains unless she gets bitchy. Later she'll be happy to tell you how she fucked over mama and stuck her away in the "assisted care facility". And how she came to be partying on mama life savings in Ibiza. Oh and you just don't want to know what Joey did on his little outdoor trips with the family. That would spoil your little fantasies of right and wrong and weaken the cage of monkey thoughts around your Thunderbird.

You have no clue what evil is Whiney Bird. Stay tuned though. That's coming up soon!

The makings...?

There's a yoo-pee for you. Always a dime short and a minute late. Too bad that thought didn't occur to the monkey commanders before they sent their action figures off to start one.



But hey! All is forgiven. Thanks for the opportunity. You know what they say about storm clouds and silver linings.

So because humans are fucked up and twisted gives you free reign for you to do so to? Whatever gets your tentacles off dude.

And trust you this. You're not in my mind, no one is, she sees to that. But I welcome you to try sometime.

In the mean time enjoy your party. When you get punched through a wall by a fellow Nova who isn't trying to save someone but rather just looking for another super to fight then you might realize we aren't much less twisted or perverse than the Humans.

Charming as always, Charr.

As for you, Troll, Pax is the ultimate commander of T2M. He mightn't be on this raid, but it obviously has his sanction, because he never lets anything in T2M happen without his permission.

So he's a dumbass hillbilly.

Hehehehe. Been there, done that and don't imagine even she could change your basic nature with quick fuck and the tasty mojuice you've been suckling on. You love the pain too much for that, Whiney Bird.

Now shut the fuck up and let me get back to the groove. Other novas want to know what's going down and aren't stupid enough to think its all about them.

Check out this tag team action between a "thorny" servant of herr yoo-pee and a certain little hottie working for Madame D. He's got her wrapped up tight, hope honey-pie's wearing her Eu-panties under that outfit cuz those thorns are gonna draw blood. I can smell it from here mixing with his fear and her lust for the action. Ah, it looks bad for Dame Destruction but... I think Mr Thorns got a surprise coming... I can see it in her mind...

Owie! Now there's a classic overmatch drill. She shoots! She scores! The building collapses behind him and the crowd goes wild! His concentration breaks and... YES!

Didn't see that one coming. I thought she was going to toast him but that full body knee to the balls was hilarious! Brother's gonna feel that one in the morning! Stupid shit should have nailed her legs while he was doing his bondage drills on her.

OH!

Disappointment rains down! Lady DD, and she might be from the looks of it, was closing in when Thornie gets all sparkly and flees from the ring with some hidden assistance. Gonna have to root that little gopher out of their hole before they take any of the other wrestlers out of the match. Looks like yoo-pee know when to cut and run from their mistakes. Official score is 0-0 and the zip cheerleaders are going wild!

Even Cyn here is getting hot and bothered watching the action go down, right baby? Time for a station break while I give baby a little loving on the side amid the chaos that's got her riled up.

And remember not to touch that dial cuz Uncle Charr is here in the thick of things and giving you all you want and more.

Thanks baby-cakes. I was afraid Bahrain would make me repressed.

Its naughty god action time coming up next boys and girls. Stay tuned cuz you won't beleive what Papa Charr found for you take a peek in on!

Ouch.

Thank God I am not a man after seeing that.

I can't believe I'm making commentaries here while people are dying in messy and hideous ways.

The Project has much to answer for because of this fucking stupid mess.

This isn't a spectator sport people. Human beings are dying, are being murdered as we watch.

God help me I can't look away. This is horrific. Where is the rest of Team Tomorrow? Why aren't they there? They have warpers? Where are the Peacekeepers? Argus?

That isn't a warzone. It's supposed to be Las Vegas, Malibu, it's supposed to be fun.

This feels like the end.

This is the end my friend. I am here to say that I will may not be posting here anymore. My plans have failed ....

I go into the breach, and I do not know if I will be back. I will do my part. To the rest of you, I am sorry, for I am only a heart beat ahead of the beast that our pride has unleashed. I wish I could do more, but I can't, and I doubt any of you even care.

Quantum has never before been tasted.

This was an oversight not easily corrected previously. Further consideration is necessary.

Too many are going to waste. The Inside has boundaries previously undetected, but capacity is not the limiting factor.

Their minds are going.

Their minds are going too rapidly.

Only those who are already lost will be saved and only very few of them.

Entropy is too easy. It is trivial. Why is it so eagerly pursued?

Can you taste them sliding past?

Where do they go?

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The dead are excessively dead, even to a fault. The relevance of this statement is questionable.

Look, Cookie Monster, you're supposed to be tough-as, right?

So why don't you get your arse there and start protecting people?

Lord and Lady, I'm fucking well helpless here and I'm not going to drag Singularity into a warzrone.

Samhra, I would like to be of some use. Honestly I would. I have never been more tempted to harm another human being as I have Charr and his ilk right now. But I hold no illusions that I could hold my own in a fight with anyone my lesser, let alone my equal. I am far from trained in any form of combat and my power, while formidable to humans, and even to many novas, is nowhere near enough to aid me in surviving that horror. Hence my call to those trained in the arts of agression and defense.

Well aren't we just the muppet of hypocrisy.

"Play nice, kids".

"Learn to share cuz sharing is fun."

"Think of others first, boys and girls."

"Umm.. excuse me... but if tany of you little bastards thought I was full of shit and decided to be naughty and aggressive no matter what I said... would you please report to staging area 12 prepared for an assault against hostile forces? Thank you and remember to wear a condom when Mr Snakey dives into his marshland home."

Gotcha covered! Check out this footage, baby.

See Miss Swank in her pretty blue and Yellow outfit hovering in the air. See Miss Swank face down some psycho fuck no ones ever heard of and the nova tail he was banging in the corner of the Amp Room - may it rest in pieces - just before the fun started with Utopia crashing the party. See Miss Swank lift that cheap ass euro import car in righteous fury (tm) and try to slam them into the ground. See Mr Who-the-fuck-cares wave his hand and the cheap ass euro import disintegrate into flaming debris.

Now let me pan away for Miss Swank trying to tie the nameless lovers up with that sewer pipe she's ripping up outta the ground... hang on a sec... still getting this fucking camera to work right... okay... Now check out how that flaming debris from the cheap ass car is showering those groups of zips all over the block. And now a little digital enhancement... Oh yeah, that really brings it home doesn't it?

Oooo... heroes... gotta love it. Now what is Miss Swank... There she is. See Miss Swank beating the shit out of nameless nova pussy. Feels good don't it? Watching the mighty defenders of truth and justice laying down the punishment? Almost makes you forget that Miss Swank is bitching about getting sewer shit in her hair and that twelve bystanders died while I was fucking around with the controls on this camera.

I wonder how many more zips are going to end up in the ground before she works out the pain of a damaged coif.

Here, let me show you that replay again in slow motion. Ouch! That license plate sliced right through the top of that kid's head. Little fucker is still alive too. Gonna have to watch him for nova potential. Might not be as quick since I see some gray goo hanging off the license plate buried in the wall quivering.

Great fucking camera. I think I'm gonna keep this one.

Let me sum this shit up for you, muppet. I - the sick psycho fuck you abhore - have the lowest fucking body count on the island right now except for some asshole that made the mistake of dumping paint on Lance "I'm An Asshole With A Big Bank Account" Stryker and my co-host having her fifteenth "O" moment of the day over in the corner.

She's been a good zip so far... a real trooper... and I'm encouraging positive behavior.

Fuck. That kid is still alive! Holy shit! You won't believe what this cocky little zip bastard is... yep, he just picked up a rock and chucked at Miss Swank.

Oooo!

That's gotta hurt!

You are resistant to physical damage and possessed of enhanced charisma, yes?

What's stopping you from protecting others with your body?

Oh, never mind. I've been in Kashmir, my partner's been in Kashmir, and I get pissed off with the 'pacifists' that tell others to go into conflict so they don't have to.

Lesse ...

Pax is a fool, the end is nigh, innocents are in danger, Charr's evil (and back - oh, joy), and Zeno is being eccentric. Kind of a condensed version of our normal, day-to-day conversation here, isn't it?

Um ... I suppose I'd better get to the point - I'm doing this on some dead guy's cell, and the signal's kind of crap, given the power being thrown around here. I'm having to boost the transmission as is.

I'm in town, and I've found a field hospital - not sure where ... where is this? Parc de la Pau. Right.

Personally, I'd appreciate a ride out of here, and - if it helps - I am surrounded by ... I don't know, far too many badly injured people. Triage is ugly at best, and we keep on having to fend off novas that tear through here on their stupid little brawls - and there really aren't enough of us to do that very effectively. The last pair nearly rolled over one of the surgeries before we dropped them.

It seems that the Project has better things to worry about, so if a warper or three could find it in their hearts to drop by and evac some of these folks, I can keep you fueled. I've been recharging off of the jackasses we bring down, and I can feed that to anyone who will lend a hand. I can't promise you'll be safe, but we'd do our best, and I can keep an eye on you until the juice runs out (which doesn't look to be too soon).

I realize this isn't anyone's dream vacation, but the only other person I can think to call is a good couple of light-hours away - a bit out of this thing's range.

Anyone?

Ah ... shoring this signal up is tricky - already tried sending this a couple times. Might not be able to reply, or see a response ... there we go - three bars should be good enough ... yeah.