Take Over

[Gestalt]

A warmth over came Gestalt. He peeled open his eyes in the presence of the bear. 

 

"Finally, Monokuma, you've joined me." he said shuffling pills in his lap.

[LazerMaster5]

LazerMaster5 asks, "Okay, what now? I just found a car crashed into the second story, Monokuma is now a Cyborg, and Gestalt is popping pills. Everything here is batshit crazy. I just need to escape. I'm going to work on my new car at the Lightning rider. If any of you need anything, just give me a call."

[Gestalt]

"Hold, LazerMaster, everyone is already up here, I think it is high time we got down to business. I believe that meeting I spoke of is in order. Pull up a chair...unless you wish to be but a pawn in our game -- then you are free to go."

 

"Besides, it's standard OTC painkiller," Gestalt said tossing the medicine up then munching on it like candy. 

 

"Infinity², you are free to join us as well. Though, I will be about this business regardless of your decision."

[Monokuma]

"Cyborg, hehe!" Monokuma knocks on his metal chassis and laughs harder. "Student, you don't know the half of me. If I have to, I have one last weapon to arm, but i'll keep that a secret, wait until you find out!"

 

Instead of sitting on the chair for the meeting, he blatantly stands on the table, awaiting orders.

[InfinitySquared]

Infinity rubbed his eyes and groaned "Oh what the hell, I'm already here". He pulled up a chair, and did his damnedest not to fall back asleep. "You guys have any coffee around here?", he asked, looking around expectantly.

[LazerMaster5]

LazerMaster5 says, "I brought a coffeemaker just for this purpose. Give me a sec, I'll set it up." Five minutes later, the coffeemaker is pumping out pots full of fresh coffee. LazerMaster5 grabs a pot, takes a seat, and says, "Now I'm ready. Let's begin."

[InfinitySquared]

Infinity takes a cup and swigs it down. It's black and bitter, but it does the job just fine. Waste not, want not. "So, the first order of business issss....?"

[Gestalt]

"So, the first order of business issss....?"

 

"Status report and weapons check. Then we can get on to the fun bit, " Gestalt said sitting himself up in the chair then folding his arms while looking at no one in particular.

 

"Physically, I believe am to a point where I can navigate this building independently. Mentally, believe I am stable. I am armed with only my knowledge of defensive martial arts. And when I am of full health- navigational parkour is at my disposal."

 

"Hidden at my assigned locker in The Journal Zone (out in the city), there is a very ancient, very dangerous, very..difficult weapon. That is where it should stay until I am sure you all understand its very nature."

 

"Otherwise, I have designated this office as my chambers, you are all welcome to any records in here at your leisure. However, if the door is locked- stay out."

[Monokuma]

Monokuma produces the archive keys and clicks the 'Meeting Hall' key off. as he tosses it to Gestalt, he speaks. "Don't forget that blaster there, either, Gestalt. A good friend, Kursed, left it here for a reason. Should be easy to learn." He touches his eye, activating his Handbook like it was a Google Glass as he makes finishing touches on his claws.

[LazerMaster5]

LazerMaster5 asks, "What about me? I can get any information you need, hack into networked gadgetry, and cause isolated chaos as a means of distraction. I just need you guys to tell me what to do."

[InfinitySquared]

"I call dibs on lookout" he chirped. He paused, then added "although it may be more efficient to take turns on keeping watch. You never know you could be attacked".

[The Raging Space Cookie]

The wolf wakes up after a long sleep, it easily gets tired when it's hungry.

Without any clue about what was happening, the wolf walked into the room where he could hear people talk.

 

"What have I missed?" The wolf was still pretty tired when he asked the question.

 

"Before you answer, I would need some food, I can't think clearly in this condition"

[LazerMaster5]

LazerMaster5 tosses a frozen steak over to SpaceCookie. "Don't eat too fast now," LazerMaster5 says with a slight chuckle.

[Gestalt]

 

"Don't forget that blaster there, either, Gestalt. A good friend, Kursed, left it here for a reason. Should be easy to learn."

 

"This equipment is of a most intriguing quality. Fascinating, if not..familiar."

 

"What have I missed?" 

 

"Nothing at all, we are just now getting to the bulk of it. Welcome Aboard."

 

 

LazerMaster5 asks, "What about me? I can get any information you need, hack into networked gadgetry, and cause isolated chaos as a means of distraction. I just need you guys to tell me what to do."

 

"I call dibs on lookout" he chirped. He paused, then added "although it may be more efficient to take turns on keeping watch. You never know you could be attacked".

 

"Alright kiddos, since you are oh so giddy let me reveal the plan first, then we can more clearly assign/accept the tasks. We are about to undertake,

 

Phase 0 >> steal the User Compliance Device (UCD), CODENAME: THE STICK

 

This marvel of technology is located at the site reactor, top of the map. The last time I was there, I almost waltzed right in, to my certain demise. Though, I would normally smile at death.. my short window of life against the security there wouldn't prove as fruitful as certain victory will with this team at my disposal. I am in debt to Monokuma who snapped me out of it. Since then, I've had the time to give this the proper thought it needs."

 

With a rush of confidence, Gestalt leaped out of his chair and flicked his tail then body into subtle a power pose. Soon thereafter he sneaked a few more pain killers to compensate.

 

"Our objective is to create a distraction before we hit the reactor. Thanks to fate I have already seeded foundation for this distraction.. Ah, I remember the first time I heard the myth," Gestalt said making his way to a shelf.

 

"The story of a single thread which all users would flock to, on any forum, out of both fear and want for the power it boasted." He flipped through an old fashion catalog and proceeded to run his fingers over a collection of shelved records. "It is a sad mistake such truths fall to myth," he said making his way back to the assembly. Gestalt then tossed a loosely bounded record entry he had grabbed earlier, entitled ">The Banned Game," on the table where Monokuma stood.

 

"Here it is, I should be able to make that simulation thread actually ban a player without the need of administrative approval. I will need you all to either figuratively or literally set fire to the rest of the Rec Room, when I do this. Any other chaos should cover my tracks and buy even more time."

 

"As soon as the Rec Room is down and Administration is notified of the breach in ban security, a bulk of the moderator force will be mobilized to stabilize the situation. With that in mind...we can't be there. We must inject ourselves straight into reactor vicinity with advance spawning. I'll handle getting the lot of you out when the time comes, but.."

 

Gestalt suddenly grabbed his head. The train of thought he was riding, Train A, had obviously derailed. In an effort to snap back he turned his head away from the group searching himself. Utterly lost, he turned back to them and instead jumped to Train B which was a locomotive of similar manufacturing, though ever so slightly off color. He was sure they wouldn't notice.

 

"...but...we need to drop by the Journal Zone before we hit Rec Room. Ready up, that place is most certainly crawling with bots and/or bugs. We could call the mods to deal with these creatures, but..yeh."

 

"Any thoughts on this fraction of  my plan I grace you with? For one, I need to physically condition myself a bit more before we ride. Also, you all might want to have some fun before we leave this place. It may in fact be the last chance you'll have in a while."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If ever ~

 

 

 

[InfinitySquared]

Infinity jerked his head up, ears toward the ceiling. "Well, that's certainly a plan, and no I was totally not just dozing off right there", he said hastily.

[Gestalt]

"Should I reiterate!", Gestalt yanked up the piping hot coffee pot close by and splashed it in Infinity²'s face as a glint of red grew in his eyes and blood boiled in his veins. 

 

He gave a face of false sympathy.

 

"For clarity's sake, of course, " he said combing his rustled fur back to into a tame position. 

[InfinitySquared]

"Reiterate away, my good sir", he said with a stuffy accent. He cringed slightly as his fur singed with the piping hot coffee. It sure as hell woke him up. 

[Gestalt]

Gestalt reiterates, with a smile and no mark of his former state.

[InfinitySquared]

"Je comprends tout les choses. Merci pour le réitérer", he said with a smirk.

[LazerMaster5]

LazerMaster5 says, "To wreak havok, we need to find some user to pose as and troll the shit out of everything so every thread gets locked. For this plan to work, I need a hologram generator, an aerial drone, a high-grade transmitter, a signal jammer, and that guy's leg," pointing to the prosthetic leg of a random passerby outside. "This plan will be very risky, so we need to remember to stay calm, especially if we run into trouble."

[Gestalt]

LazerMaster5 says, "To wreak havok, we need to find some user to pose as and troll the shit out of everything so every thread gets locked. For this plan to work, I need a hologram generator, an aerial drone, a high-grade transmitter, a signal jammer, and that guy's leg," pointing to the prosthetic leg of a random passerby outside. "This plan will be very risky, so we need to remember to stay calm, especially if we run into trouble."

 

 

Gestalt stroked his chin against the idea."I can get with this...you'll be in charge of brewing your special kind of hell at the Rec Room, while I weaponize The Banned Game. I have a transmitter at my JZ locker and there may also be a few other toys you'd find useful there. I'm not exactly broke on sfo so I could buy you the other things -or- we could steal them. Question. If not you who will be doing the trolling, then who did you have in mind?"

 

[InfinitySquared]

"If you guys need cash for weapons or bribes or puppet companies, just be aware I've got an unspeakable sum stashed away. That being said, I'd rather not piss away a single cent unless it's totally necessary", he piped in, somewhat reluctantly. It was true he had inherited a veritable fortune, but something about saying it made his face hot. "And no, Lazer, we aren't using that guy's prosthetic leg. I've seen Guardians of the Galaxy", he added with a light glance at LazerMaster.

[LazerMaster5]

LazerMaster5 says, "I have a username idea. How about if we took a YouTube troll like Falcon Lover and impersonated him? He would be telling everybody to be more like PewDiePie or cease to exist." He turns to Infinity. "I don't need your money, remember? I still have that stolen card, as that businessman never canceled the card. We just need to wait a few days if I need to order these items. By the way, is there an abandoned lot nearby? Shipping orders can be tracked by just about anyone, and we cannot risk exposing our location." Going to the locker, he says, "Never mind, everything I need is here. Let's rock and roll!" 5 hours later, he has his drone ready to go. LazerMaster5 says, "Just say when."

[Gestalt]

"So you managed to find the parts you need here? Very good, LazerMaster." Gestalt said while going for a dusty chalk board off to the side. He retrieved the board and some chalk and wiped away what dust he could using his forearm. When it was clean enough, he began marking out the mission at hand.
 
"So let me make this clear- "
 

 

 
"Our trek from here consists of three legs: "
 

-=Chalkboard=-

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Leg 1: The Journal Zone | Primary Objective: Retrieve Gestalt's Weapon. Secondary: Restock | Threat Level: Medium | Known Resistance: Creatures of the night.
 
Leg 2: Rec Room | Primary Objective: Weaponize The Banned Game. Secondary: Leave Rec Room in flames | Threat level: Extreme | Known Resistance: Standard casino surveillance !!May alert staff prematurely!! 
 
Leg 3: Site Rector | Primary Objective: Infiltrate the plant, Find The Stick, Escape the area. Secondary: Collect any intel | Threat Level: Mentally Insane | Known Resistance: Zimbabwean-grade Auto Defense System (ZADS), Site Staff- None Expected, Zimbabwe Personnel- Unknown.
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"I will try to give an official "all clear" once I am certain we have accomplished what objectives we can. "

 

"Now, Monokuma. The information we have on ZADS is...limited. All i know is that it is a full package system: shielding, offensive, and defensive technologies all layered on top of standard Invision Power Board security. Furthermore, we'll be flying blind as I have no idea where our target is located within the structure. At the very least, I need you to find us an entry point." 
 

Gestalt drew a crude representation of the ZADS system and it's claws of death. He then pointed the chalk at Infinity. "Infinity², if lookout is what you want lookout is what you'll get. I'll have you at our rear on during leg 1. Next up, you'll need to station yourself on the upper floor and watch our backs at the casino (rec room) during leg 2." 

 

After squaring Infinity's set of graphics away, Gestalt placed the chalk away and turned to the wolf with the meat. "Cookie, I believe we'll have plenty more for you to 'eat' very soon."

[Monokuma]

Monokuma's Eye rapidly changes colors as bits of information changes within, all while he angrily rejects most of it. "Ugh...I can't find anything more in this place than the front door! The reactor is mostly underground by the looks of it, which makes me so sad...It makes it more dangerous if I can't find anything..." He paces around a bit, and notices a small pipe running from a manhole in the city's center on the radar to the reactor. "Hmm...Interesting."