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IF Civil War
Prologue
Deadrising lay on a couch in the music subforum, listening to Styx. Quite a few IFers laughed at Dead's backwards taste in music, which included music from the late 70's and 80's. Dead just shrugged when they brought it up, he didn't care. After all, he could be listening to something a lot worse, such as Country Music (parish the thought!)
Just as "Superstars" was coming to its climactic ending, the Vice Administrator known as TParis walked in. He was dressed in his camoflague, the stars of an army veteren adorning his outfit decorativly. "Deadrising! Stand attention!" he shouted, his voice authoriative.
Dead yawned sheepishly, casually pulling the ear buds out. "What's up, Toilet Paper?" he asked, mocking TParis by messing with his name.
TParis snarled, "Don't give me that, you wouldn't want another warn added to that level 4%, would you? Anyways, I'm here to say that you've been recruited! Pack your bags, zombie boy, it'll be awhile before you see this Styx thread again!"
"Recruited?!?!" Dead asked, startled. "IF hasn't had to recruit since..." he thought for a second. "Well...I don't know since...but the point is that we've always had enough soldiers!"
TParis raised an eyebrow. "And there's a reason for that: because we've never had any casulties..."
Dead's face became stern with understanding. "And that's because we've never been at war..." he said, trailing off. The teenager stood up and brushed a bit of the dirt off his pants. "So its as Mike suspected, then?"
TParis nodded. "Yes, Aaron and Arthryn have finally done it. They've split apart from Mike and Chris, the IF civil war has begun..."
Dead stared at the floor. In his one year in IF, he never thought there would be a civil war. Sure, there a lot of disagreements and hidden alliances over awhile, such as The Spoon Republic and The Third Party, but never had they had war. "You're loyal to Mike, I expect?" Dead asked.
TParis nodded again. "So are quite a few of your freinds, they'll be happy to know you're joining the same side as them...you are joining, right?"
Dead thought for a second. "Well..." he started, lazily scratching his head. "How big is Aaron and Arthryn's army?"
"Big enough to populate the BoReDoM thread twenty times over."
Dead's face turned chibi style, and his jaw fell to the floor. "HOLY F***!!!!!!!" he shouted.
TParis's eyes narrowed at this. "Watch the language, Dead."
"Sorry, sir...I forgot this wasn't SE for a second there..."
"Overused excuse, kid," the Vice Admin said. "But I'll let it slide this time..." he looked into the sky. "So, you joining us or not?"
Dead stretched. "Well..." he started, not sure what to answer with yet. Then, he heard TParis load his gun. "Erm...of course, TP, what else would I do with my spare time then fight a bunch of dudes over teh interwebz?" he asked innocently. "Where should I report to.
"Why, the BoReDoM thread, of course. You'll be joining the
Dead laughed as TParis turned to leave. "The BoReD thread...so its the first battlefeild..." he began to leave, then stopped. He grabbed a copy of the "Kilroy was Here," cassette and left to go to the ROFLcopter base, where he would be flown into BoReDoM canyon to join the raging battle the battle.
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Josh
This post has been edited by Deadrising: 13 October 2007 - 03:28 PM

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