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RIDERS: Less 'board'om, more 'board'ing.
By: Wes Weasley Date: October 4, 2014, 2:25 pm
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[B](Well. time to take a chance on time. It was suggested that
Wes just advertise the boards, and as we all know, i'm happy to
take an idea that works. Thanks Ty! After this post is out and
thread locked I plan to be PMing everybody involved with who
they are up against in the race, Now, FORVARD!)[/B]
Merely 36 hours after being rescued from Fem Alt and Maeri by
Ty, the man himself Wes was already back out into the 'action'
of the selling industry. Since he was carrying a 'HDSVADL
armouriser' when he had been stabbed by the 'fireball knife'
when originally attacked it had taken a share of the damage
meaning he was hurt less. Prior to his incident 'Handy Dandy
Supervillain Appliances Distributors Limited' had received word
of a new kind of entertainment system that could be mass
replicated to result in extremely large profits. And of course
it was Wes who was sent to collect the product.
As crazy as the idea would sound for a place on high alert
thanks to their 'secret' item recently finished, Wes had the
simple idea of just waltzing up to the front door, upon arrival
he greeted the guard with his usual business grin and speech.
[I]"HowAreya HowAreYa HowAreYaaa Dur HurHur. I'm here for the
order my company put in with your own."[/I] and before the guard
could react Wes had pulled out his de-atomizer and zapped the
poor fellow to who knows where. The building itself had both a
large 'garage style' door and a simple door for people to go
through, he opened up his briefcase which turned into a stall
and pulled the darkinator out of it before reverting it back to
the normal briefcase. The Weasel then stuck on a pair of
infra-red goggles as he wandered in rolling the darkinator, the
noise of course would perk the attention of a few guards but
before anyone could cat their eyes on him he activated the
darkinator which ended up blacking out the factory. Confused
shouts and squeals came from around the building as Wes used the
infra red vision to maneuver around the machinery and rooms
until he came across a room containing a glass pillar which
housed just the item he was looking for. A rectangular circle
edged device capable of withstanding the weight of a mobian and
travelling at excessive speeds.
Standing back from the tube the weasel used a freezebanger that
had been modified to shoot fire to overheat the glass and cause
it to explode. The exploding glass caused an alarm to set off.
Wes was quick to grab the device and make a beeline for the
exit. As he came closer to the escape he screeched to a stop at
the sight of a figure not moving whatsoever with a very long
piece of red distinguishable in the goggles' viewscope.
[I]"Duhwuh uh uh! That's gotta be a Sniper!"[/I] he thought as
he took cover behind a shelf experiencing first hand what the
sniper was capable of as a bullet whizzed right by where he had
been half a second ago. Did the sniper have a set of infra red
goggles too? How else would they have known where to shoot? He
had to move fast. Tiptoeing away from where he had last been
seen he was able to get close to the exit, he noticed the sniper
had their attention on the door, obviously planning to blast
whoever had stolen the device as soon as they tried to go out
through the door. He began to grow slightly worried after about
a minute of looking for an opportunity, he had left the
darkinator running in a corner of the room after the explosion,
but just how long would it be before any of the factory workers
found it? Just then a voice called out. [I]"CS1, over here!"[/I]
to which the suspected sniper perked up and moved. Wes took
advantage of the sniper being called away to get to the exit and
get out of there, he quickly went back to the HDSVADL
headquarters and handed over the device to their technological
experts who would immediately begin making copies.
A few days later they were ready. Wes was standing in a room
with a bunch of props and a 'nature' backdrop, a speech all
planned out. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
[I]"HowAreYa everybody. HowAreYaHowAreYaHowAreYaaaaaaa."[/I] he
said into the camera with his big grin. HDSVADL had either
hacked or paid any major networking companies to allow him to
host on every TV and radio around Mobotropolis and any other
major cities. [I]"Wes Weasley is the name palsies, and selling
to you the next big thing is the gaaame. deh heh."[/I] he
continued with his usual confidence. [I]"I present to all of
you..."[/I] a drum roll sound effect being pressed on the off
screen switchboard, he pulled from off screen a device
resembling the stolen device, but modified in its looks so the
only original resemblance would be how flat it was. [I]"The H D
S V A D L air board line!"[/I] a 'ta daaaah' sound effect being
pressed upon him pulling the device on screen. [I]"This nifty
little device comes in a variety of shapes, styles and even
accustom to the kids."[/I] he continued with his air of
confidence fully intact sure that at least a few people who were
watching would be interested already. [I]"You see, these
customised boards can not only come with the ability to
withstand the full weight of any mobian, but they lose no speed
whatsoever in doing so. Observe."[/I] the screen the moved over
and 'full screen'ed video footage of two of the boards being
taken out by two other employees of the HDSVADL company. After
the video footage the screen cuts back to Wes. [I]"Now how
exciting does that look palsies?"[/I] he said to the camera
before holding the board up again. [I]"Order now palsies and
i'll even throw in a free picnic basket with every order, duh
huh."[/I] holding up a picnic basket. [I]"Place your order now
by calling 555-HDSVADL-WES. We're looking forward to providing
you with the next big thing palsies."[/I] raising his hat in a
polite fashion as the advert's background music cut out and
screens faded to black.
Over the next 96 hours the company became swarming with orders
for the air boards that Wes had advertised. Orders came,
payments came and their board designs went out. Eventually the
company decided to try and host competitions based on their
product, however the plans could never come to fruition as the
planning department had a focus on recovering a device of
extreme danger that had been stolen from them nearly a week
beforehand...
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