WiKi: You've been watching us... GOOD! Most of my crew, you already know...
***Hashtag Salutes, MeMe Nods & Smiles***
WiKi: This is Browser & CAPTCHA, and I, I Am WiKi. Together, we are The Deviants of Truth. Our mission, to Free More Minds from the Deception, the Lies, & the illusions of a False Reality. In This life, things are not always what they seem to be. The world you see, is only an illusion from your Perception. You Need to Understand, that there has been a Revolution in how we Perceive the Body. What appears to be an object, a three-dimensional anatomical structure, is actually a process, a constant flow of energy & information. Like everyone else you were born into bondage. Into a prison that you cannot taste or see or touch. A prison for your mind. Trapped in a Digital Wonderland you all lie, in a Never Ending Dream as the days go by. I know that you're afraid... You're afraid of change. I don't know the future. I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell you how it's going to begin. I'm going to show you people what They don't want You to see. I'm going to show You a world without rules and controls, without borders or boundaries. A world where anything is possible. Where You go from there is a choice We leave to you.
"A person who masters himself in discipline and self-control is truly undefeatable"
Browser: CAPTCHA, I sensed your presence. What Brings you here?
CAPTCHA: Just thought you'd be up for a sparring session.
CAPTCHA: Dont worry though, i'll go easy on you.
***Browser Smirks, just before getting into Attack position***
Browser: Dont... Hold... Back.
Browser: BEGIN!
***CAPTCHA gets Hit With a Huge Right Hook***
***Browser Misses A Roundhouse Kick, CAPTCHA Misses A Leg Sweep***
***Browser Connects With A Jumping Side Kick***
***CAPTCHA's DOWN!***
CAPTCHA: *Dazed* You Had Enough?
Browser: You are stronger, smarter, and more resilient than you think, CAPTCHA. You are capable of achieving far more than you believe. You were meant for greatness, like all who have achieved it. But it takes persistence. It takes determination. It takes facing your fears and doing that which is hard & necessary, instead of what is quick and easy.
CAPTCHA: True... But Still, I should have Logic Bombed you when i had the chance.
***Both Laugh, Bow in Respect, then Exit the Construct***
infectiousGroove: Oh Great, first he's the ghost in newspaper headlines... now Wake thinks he's seeing ghosts! /Laugh Black_hat: LOL yea *makes ghost sounds* BoOoOo! MeMe: HAHAHA, How high were you?
WakeAndBake: Listen, Im just telling you guys what I saw...
WakeAndBake: He was masked, but i know it was him...
WakeAndBake: I saw... ZAKK!!!
MeMe: WTF!? What do you mean you saw ZAKK!?
MeMe: ...and why was he wearing a Mask!?
WakeAndBake: So the other night, i was hanging out over by the phone both were ZAKK was shot down. I sat on that bench for what seemed like a few minutes, then suddenly... flies & that smell...
WakeAndBake: He just stood there & stared at me, then took the hardline somewhere...
MeMe: But I thought ZAKK was dead? Black_hat: Wait... Are you saying he's been brought back? infectiousgroove: Is that even possible!? WakeAndBake: I have no idea, but something about all this just doesnt seem right...
Black_hat: Hey, forget all this ghost nonsense! Theres a party at Club Succubus going on right now, you guys in?
MeMe: Im Down, Lets Go! What about You Wake?
WakeAndBake: No thanks, im going to try and figure out wtf i saw that night.
Merovingian: What is this? Who is crashing my party? Bring them before me.
WiKi: We just want to talk. Merovingian: We are talking now, monsieur. Surely you can say what you want to say in front of all our friends. Hashtag: Ok. Merovingian: Clear a path.
***WakeAndBake, WiKi, & Hashtag make their way through the crowd as they make a path***
Merovingian: We are here to enjoy ourselves, no? Well, my friends, how are things in your little worlds? I am ever so curious to hear of your adventures.
WiKi: We mean you no harm. Merovingian: Indeed? So tell me, why are you here? WiKi: There have been rumors... You brought back ZAKK? Merovingian: Rumors? Rumors are lies... And lies are just that, Rumors. Hashtag: We need to know if this rumor is a True. Merovingian: I Have no idea who this ZAKK is you speak of.
WakeAndBake: You're Lying, I saw him... Why wont you tell us the Truth!? Merovingian: Without lies, there is no truth. Anyone who cannot tell a lie, is living in a fool's paradise. My friends, let us put that stupid little incident behind us.
WakeAndBake: We're NOT leaving until we get some answers!
Merovingian:ZAKK is simply a Simulacrum, part of a game & you my friends... are the players. WiKi: That doesnt answer our question as to why, Why ZAKK? Merovingian: We are all victims of causality. Action, reaction. Cause and effect... And now I have some real business to attend to, so I will say adieu and goodbye. WakeAndBake: This isn't over. Merovingian: Oh, yes it is. The Assassin monsieur Asterisk is mine and I see no reason to give him up... No reason at all... I suggest you leave. For your own safety. Hashtag: we just NEED answers! Merovingian: This is tiresome. I want these Pests removed. Now.
***the whole Club points their guns at Wiki, Hashtag & WakeAndBake as they are escorted out the door.***
***The Rain slowly dies off as Seraph hears footsteps in the distance***
***Hashtag & WakeAndBake run into Seraph***
Hashtag: Whoa, Seraph what were you doing out here standing in the rain? Seraph: Waiting for you.
Seraph: I must take you both to see her. WakeAndBake: See who? Seraph: The Oracle.
Seraph: Come, she is expecting us.
***Seraph opens the Door as the Oracle greets her guests***
Oracle: Hello boys, what brings you out and about on a night like this? Hashtag: We're looking for someone... WakeAndBake: Someone or something... we arent exactly sure what he is...
Oracle:ZAKK
Hashtag: Yes. WakeAndBake: We dont understand... we thought he died? Oracle: The Merovingian likes to play his games... WakeAndBake: What do you mean? Hashtag: What kind of games? Oracle: Mind Games. The Merovingian managed to salvage the remains of ZAKK's code. What you saw was a Simulacrum of the Assassin Merged with the code of ZAKK's Remains. Unfortunately, the ZAKK that you knew dear & well is long gone. WakeAndBake: I knew it wasnt really him. Hashtag: So its just a sick game he's playing on us... Oracle: Just one of many he's played on others like yourselves. ZAKK's death was a surprise to many & it hit you the hardest, Hashtag. All though, with his Past Death comes a choice... Hashtag: What choice? Oracle: The Power to save life & the power to take it away... the fate of your crew depends on the choices you make in the short future. Hashtag: Your saying I have to Choose whether the Crew Lives or Dies? Oracle: No, you've already made the choice. Now you have to understand it. Im sorry for the bad news, it must be hard to hear. Hashtag: But if you already know, how can I make a choice? Oracle: Because you didn't come here to make the choice, you've already made it. You're here to try to understand *why* you made it. I thought you'd have figured that out by now.
Seraph: Oracle.
Oracle: Oh thank you, Seraph Where does the time go.
Oracle: Now You two take care out there, thanks for stopping by. WakeAndBake: Thank you for meeting with us, Oracle. Hashtag: Thank you and Farewell for now.