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06-25-2011, 12:40 PM | #1 |
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I was smoking a cigarette on a building across the street from a ▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣▣ meeting. The people were out today protesting in large numbers. There were snipers in place but all of their hi tech equipment ran on coding i was easily able to bypass through use of a special fabric my employers provided. it was almost science fiction but sadly i was still visible to the naked eye.
I was a member of an elite group who wished to wrestle control from the conglomerates who had taken over this once great nation. Our black op was called firefly. 'A small glimmer of illumination to expose the dark government' my commandant had said at his rally. He wore a hood over his head at these rallies. 'to symbolize those who had been silenced, imprisoned and tortured in defiance of the constitution which the media had martyred in their black hoods over the face. rumor has it he was an escapee from one of these camps and that the abuse he suffered was the driving force behind his suicidal mission and legend. I didnt care much. I was what was commonly referred to as an eco terrorist. I blew up animal testing facilities and spent a great deal of time in africa after an especially vicious outbreak of an unknown virus. the scientist whistle blowers that it was man-made all wound up dead from suicides or contagion. a UN camp was stationed nearby to 'study' the virus and keep the population contained. I intended to gather my evidence of conspiracy and blow it sky high. well only half of that plan worked out and sadly the evidence was not in my hand as i took a private submarine back to america. that submarine was my first introduction to the organisation i joined. apparently there were some rich people interested in bringing down this corruption. and while i may not see eye to eye with everything the commander says he does fund me to do things in the same vein and my primary mission. no more home made explosives for me. they hard secret underground warehouses full of things that would make any mad bomber shit bricks. today's mission was causing me a bit of stress. I was sent to protect protestors in the event of a riot. it wasnt abnormal for fake protesters planted by the corporation to cause a violent act that would start a complete assault by the riot police. pretty clever of them, really but i had already spotted their seed. he was middle aged, bearded and through the lense of my sniper rifle i could watch his eyes shifting. when one snipes long enough even the slightest change in body language is noticeable. a skill picked up from long hours of sitting still bored as shit.i had been both for six hours already. the wait was over soon. the seed threw a molotov into the blockade and fire exploded. i could have shot him then but the ensuing riot was all part of the commander's plan to rally more support. i was the invisible knight in shining armor sent to save the helpless victims of big business. the swat team immediately charged the shocked and confused crowd. nightsticks and tear gas obscured my vision. i couldnt use a thermal scope because i was ordered to only fire on the swat team. this was the stressful part. every shot had to be perfect. i was using low calibur non-armor piercing rounds as well. not a drop of civilian blood must be spilled. my first shot was dead on accurate. a swat member beating an unarmed civilian dropped dead weight right on his victim. in the commotion noone even noticed. i lined up another shot and sent a swat team officer falling backwards onto the railing. a spurt of blood painted his cracked face shield. another. and another. soon the swat team realized half their number were dead and the crowd had rioted successfully. the entire city street was a fountain of smoke of fires. the media had arrived and taken to filming inside the maelstrom of violence. hungry for the best footage. i was hungry too. i belly crawled to the side of the building and rappelled down. the street was empty below aside for a black suburban. another member of operation firefly had already secured one of the corporation's personal body guard vehicles. we made our escape by driving back to the scene as i stowed my gear and changed into my black suit and sunglasses. now we were going to pick up one of the head honchos of the corporation and take him to safety. the plan worked out wonderfully. he scurried into the back seat like a rat. sweating and terrified. i wanted to put a bullet in his head on the spot but our job was to drive him back unharmed. we wore masks to mimic the facial features of his original team. they even chose us specifically out of the fireflys because our voices most closely resembled the original members. this commander knew his shit. he had the kind of mind for espionage that only a complete madman could have. but it takes a madman to do any of this. sanity was never a question. my first official mission for this organization and i didnt blow up anything. that wasnt my normal M.O. but that was fine. i was starting to like this firefly name. it was alot like my work. i was invisible in the night aside for the large and sudden explosions lighting up the night in various places. my work had been attributed to an entire insurgency i had never personally met. but i wasnt doing this for the glory. i was doing it for world peace. a new world must be built on the foundation of the old. this was something the commander and i agreed on. we were never told how many other members of operation firefly there were. which was strange considering at the upper echelons of this group it was quite the brotherhood. i had heard tales of strange ceremonies worshipping the serpent god Quetzalcoatl. some of our superiors wore gold rings in the shape of a snake eating it's own tail. i had read a few conspiracy books by a fellow named david icke who seemed to say that the entire world was run by extra dimensional reptilians. i still thought he was batshit but the whole occult aspect of this shit was somewhat troubling. but for right now it was time for a few months in brazil to meditate and get in contact with nature. |
06-25-2011, 01:36 PM | #2 |
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Beautifully done!!!!!!
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