🚀 go-pugleaf

>     Meanwhile, prolonged exposure to the energies of alt.cyberpunk.chatsubo 
>had once again mutated Sig Lad into Cybersig!  Using the awesome and 
>scientifically impossible netrunning/matrixhacking techniques endemic to 
>cyberpunk stories, he netted over to the alt.config area and waited for 
>alt.comics.lnh to show up at OSU while spending the time trying to unmutate.
>     Dave Van Domelen, typing with one hand thanks to the Ninja Bush in wReam's
>letter....


	Somewhere else...

	Y-Plex Burp was relaxing on a tropical island Somewhere Else (tm).
A waiter came walking over the sand dune carring a telephone on a silver
platter.
	"For you, sir.  A Mr. Thug I believe."
	Y-Plex Burp arched an eyebrow and took the phone. "Thank you, good man.
Now get lost."  Y-Plex picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and released
the hold button.  "What do you want?"
	"Hello, BOSS."  The voice said in a sarcastic tone.  "How's Someplace
Else (tm)?  Must have cost a bundle to retire there.  But then again, you 
earned enough money off our backs to do it, didn't you."
	"I don't need to explain myself to you, I'm a super villian.  I do
what I want."
	"You we're our hope!  We thought you'd be the one to break these chains
and set us free!  What do you do?  Sell out, that's what."
	"You can't fight the system!  I just got smart, that's all."
	"Bunny's dead."
	The phone dropped from Y-plex's hand to the ground.  His eyes watered.
He reached down and picked the phone back up.  In a choking voice he replyed,
"How?"
	"Oh you know the way it works.  You got smart after all."  Thug's 
cutting sarcastic remark cut Y-plex to the bone.  "You could have stopped it.
You didn't.  She was caught up in the system, and you can't fight the system."
	"You BASTARD!  Why are you telling me this!?!  I can't do anything about
it!"
	"Your a supervillian, you can do anything you want."
	"Damm you!  Damm you for making me remember, I didn't want to do it
in the first place!  I just wanted to get OUT!  I'm not your savior, you picked
me!"
	"Because you're the only one who can do it."
	"I hate you."
	"You have to do it.  Do it for Bunny."
	The line was silent.  Then a cracked voice said,
	"OK, you bastard.  Get everything ready.  Access the accounts, and
activate the sleeper agents.  I'll do it, God damm it!  I'll do it..."  Then he
slammed the phone down and tossed it away.  "...for Bunny."



					-Me

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