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Post by Vince Hardy on Jul 14, 2019 19:21:38 GMT -5
"...They're all connected..." Vince revealed. "...The Collision...Betadron...the Tribunal...all in that order..." After saying those words, Vince started coughing very violently. It took him a few seconds to settle down, but...it was clear that his ability to speak for a long time is hampered due to his...limitations...
"You have their manuscript... Learn it...collect the pages...stop them...and watch Achron..." he continued on. "...Be wary of the Silver Knights...and Eden... They aren't...who you think they are..."
"Listen. You're going to cease to exist in a moment, so I'm going to do what you asked, but... Is there anything you want us to tell your sons?" Gargulion asked.
"...Don't tell him I was here..." Vince kindly requested.
"...Okay..." Gargulion reluctantly accepted.
"If...you ever see us again...you have my permission...to end our existence..." Vince stated. "This...cannot...happen...again..."
Everyone nodded. Gargulion dropped Vince's body through a portal back to the afterlife. Hopefully, he can continue to rest in peace without having to fight again. He has done enough...
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Post by Tank Stryker on Jul 14, 2019 19:30:21 GMT -5
Tank somberly watched as Vince was sent back to the dead. It was hard to put into words, but when he died, Tank really felt like he lost a father too. His loss really meant a lot...
It didn't mean as much as the Army's desire to see a couple of Resistors go to jail, because they had the arena surrounded.
"This is it, boys," Gladion announced. "Hope you didn't make any plans."
Squads of soldiers went into the arena to lock it down. News helicopters were hovering up top as well. All that was left was for some police officers to come in there, and...an annoying old man who should retire.
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Post by General Sargon on Jul 14, 2019 19:40:02 GMT -5
Speak of the devil. The said old man was getting ready to come in right this minute. The large Robotallion known as Giganox showed up above the arena and was gracefully descending to see who was responsible for all this ruckus.
They could only imagine how wide his smile was when he realized who the two troublemakers were. This was too good of a catch to be real.
"Well, well, well. Can't say I'm really surprised. Considering one of you has no regard for islands, I knew it was a matter of time before you'd want to blow up the United States as well," Sargon summed up.
"You're reaching a lot there," Gargulion spoke up.
"And lookie there. A dead body?" Sargon discovered. "Oh my goodness. I'm shocked, sad, and disappointed. If only I could arrest you myself, but the ladies and gentlemen here will make sure you're taking care of quite nicely. We got a special jail for terrorists like yourselves."
The cops approached the Resistors with a sad disposition. It kinda looked like they didn't want to, but...in case something bad did happen...they had no choice...
"...Resistors...get on the ground...and put your hands behind your back..." a female officer requested. While that was being taken care of, they were able to identify the dead body belonging to Maurice's father. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?"
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Post by Markus Hederick on Jul 15, 2019 1:06:33 GMT -5
Being cuffed on the ground was irritating enough. Now the Army General wants to stand there and act like he's tough. It's ridiculous.
"If you tried to 'arrest' us like you tried to do for Noland, Allen, and Alana, you'd be dead," Markus shamelessly declared.
"Look, I don't like this either, so if you can just keep your cool, we can get you two out as soon as possible and you two won't get any more charges, okay?" the female officer stressed to him. "That's already more than I'm supposed to say here, so... I'm gonna ask again. Do you understand what I said to you?"
"Dammit!" Markus cursed. "Yes, I understand!"
"Okay..." she acknowledged. "Both of you are under arrest for the murder of Charles Barker and for malicious mischief."
"..." Markus looked up at the General. He had special words for him that no police officer was going to stop him from saying. "Enjoy this while you can, General. You're going to be next. I promise you that."
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Post by Tracy White on Jul 15, 2019 2:31:49 GMT -5
Tracy was in the middle of class while that battle was going on. Most of the phones started getting lit up with breaking news reports of Tank and Markus getting arrested. Tracy decided to take a look on her BrawlX to see live footage of them being walked into squad cars. The students were all turning around to look at Tracy, but by the time they could, she was already gone...
Unbeknownst to them all, there were groups of people who looked pleased with this action. Neo Nazis...White Supremacists...ISIS... Each of these groups...smiled...
Taoists...Muslims...Jews...Catholics...even Stoics...they all frowned...
As strange as it was to see the reactions from these groups of people over Tank and Markus getting arrested, it was nothing compared to the anguish that the Resistors as a whole were feeling. This hit them hard.
Tracy hid herself from public so she could process what was going on. She did give Maurice a call to see how he was doing. If anyone was pissed, it was gonna be him...
"Look, Tracy, I appreciate the concern, but I'm fine," Maurice claimed. "Please don't ask me again..."
"Okay. I'll take your word for it," Tracy conceded.
"...I know for a damn fact that this wasn't no murder. If Tank and Markus killed him, then he deserved it. Something happened at that arena and it wasn't them killing someone in cold blood," Maurice knew. "He was always on some shit talking about how he had some important meeting to attend at some fucking church! He did this every night until he stopped coming home altogether. He left me and my family to die in these streets! Thank Christ they killed him!" Maurice strongly stated.
"..."
"I'm getting them out of jail. You in or what?"
"...Yeah...I'm in..." Tracy accepted.
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