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@Zappeh --

ZAAPHEEHHH

You knave. D<
woot for chocolate! ;D <3


Siggi --

WOO! Thanks! :] <3


Scout --

Caramel laced with dark.

*looks at other post* ooh, overkill. XD


Patriot --

<333 Yay for chocolate feeders!





Bahahah.

You all rock so much.


Time for Chapter Two. XD

10-Jul-2007 19:12:20 - Last edited on 10-Jul-2007 19:14:19 by Narcisi

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Jones answered the fone with a brusque “Who’s this?” but as soon as Zach identified himself, Sam’s demeanor changed completely.
“Zachy, my good friend! How are you!?”

Zach winced. “I told you not to call me that, Sam.”
“Call you what?” Sam inquired. By the expression of his voice, Zach could tell he knew exactly what “that” was. Zach emitted a drawn-out sigh.
“You know what I mean, Sam.”
“I do?” he said in a slightly mocking voice. “I- oh! You’re talking about how I called you Za-”
Zach cut him off before he could say more. “Yes, yes, that. Now come on, Sam, stop your fooling, there’s business we must discuss.”
Sam released a much-exaggerated moan. “Business, again? Come now, Zachy, my ally. You need a vacation! You keep on like your going now, and you’ll just end up cracking, like that Steve kid you employed to kill Joe a while back.” Sam chuckled, and then suddenly grew serious. “So, what is this ‘business’ you feel the need to discuss?”

Switching on the engine, Zach shifted to Drive and rumbled out of the driveway to the road, pinning the cell fone between his ear and shoulder to free up his driving hands.
“Yeah, so get this. Yesterday I got a call from some guy asking me to kill, of all people, SpongeBob.” The stunned silence on the other line surprised Zach. It was one of the very few times Sam had been without words.
“Right. So, I have all the weapons I need, but, considering this guy lives underwater, I’m gonna need some of your help.” The dumbfounded hush continued, as did Zach, as he wove through a maze of back roads to the highway. “I heard you purchased two submarines last year. It would be great if I could borrow one, along with a crew to operate it. I might need some other things too, such as a deep-sea pressure suit and such.” The silence was unnerving, and for a second Zach thought that Sam had hung up on him.
“. . . Sam? You there?”

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That seemed to wake his friend from his spell. “Yes, ah, er, yes! So… SpongeBob? Ah…whooh…S…SpongeBob?” A few seconds of stillness followed. “Tell me you’re kidding.”
Zach chuckled as he sped along the highway. “I only wish I was…”
Through the fone Zach could hear Sam asking someone to get him some alcohol. “So you need my submarine…”
“Correct,” Zach verified.
“…to get to the bottom of the ocean…”
“Mmhmm.”
“To kill SpongeBob.”
“That’s the plan.”
“Who, might I add, is an cartoon character that, for all anyone knows, doesn’t exist.”
“Yes.”
“And you are doing this why!?”
“Hey, the pay ain’t half bad.”
Silence pervaded the connection, disrupted finally by a terrible moan emanated from Sam. “Only for you, Zach, would I be insane enough to agree with this. Just…bring her back safe, would you?”
Zach grinned. He knew that, should anything happen to the submarine, Sam could easily buy five more to replace it. However, Sam had a tendency to become extremely attached to anything that came into his possession, and he knew that he would never be forgiven if he ruined Sam’s precious underwater vessel. " Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it.”
“And…and the crew, make sure you don’t…kill them or anything.”
“I’ll do my best.”
“And–”
“Sam!” Zach exclaimed. “Don’t worry! I won’t destroy anything.” He turned onto an exit ramp and sped through another series of smaller roads winding through thick forest until he found what he was looking for. Jones had never liked cities or suburbs; he preferred natural beauty. And so he bought out 50 acres of undisturbed land and on it built an enormous mansion. Zach pulled into an insanely long driveway, and stopped once he reached a massive steel gate.
“All…all right, I suppose I owe you a favor anyway. Tell you what, you come on over to my place right now, and I’ll set you up with your very own ship and crew.”

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Zach laughed quietly. “Well sure, I’ll be over in a few seconds.” Before Sam could reply, Zach snapped the fone shut and rolled down his window. Reaching out, he pressed a button on an intercom that was placed on the wall next to his car.
“Hey Sam,” he said into it. “I’m here!” A few seconds dragged on, and then with silent acknowledgement the gate in front of him split open, allowing him to pass. Zach pulled up the driveway and parked his vehicle in Jones* expansive parking lot. He was escorted inside the mansion by one of Sam’s bodyguards, and seated in an ornate room. The seat he reclined on was plush leather, with gold-trimmed mahogany armrests. Spread out around the room were many other pieces of furniture, each of which most likely cost a king’s ransom. The carpet was thick and lavish. Paintings decorated the walls, most of which Zach recognized as famous works. By the time he finished drawing this all in, Sam Jones had entered the room. Jones was a jolly, rotund man with jowly cheeks and eyes that twinkled with clever and malicious intent. His mouth was spread open in a cheerful smile, displaying two rows of pearly whites. Zach rose to his feet and stuck out his hand in greeting. Sam ignored the hand and instead enveloped Zach in a massive bear hug.

“Sam!” Zach gasped.
“Zachy!” Sam answered. “You’re obviously happy to see me! "
'' No,” Zach wheezed, “I mean let me go! I can’t…I can’t breath!”
“Oh…terribly sorry, Zachy my friend.” Sam released his hold on Zach, who bent over, gulping in breath.
“Would you stop doing that, Sam?!”
A hurt expression crossed Sam’s face.
Zach glared at him for a few moments, and then sighed. “Oh, I could never stay mad at you for long, could I? Come now; let us see your beautiful ship, shall we?”

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At the mention of submarines, Sam’s face lit up. “Yes, of course!” he exclaimed. “Here, this way, this way.” Sam bid Zach to follow him, and led him through innumerable rooms, and then into a rather bland one. It was hardly a room, however. It was bereft of furniture, paintings, carpets, or any of the other decorations that adorned the room Zach had previously been in. More than anything, it was a simple enclosure of rectangular shape. At the far end of it was an imposing, fortified metal door. In the top right corner nearest to the door, there was a lone security camera with a blinking red LED. On both sides of the entrance there stood two silent sentinels, an M40 cradled in each of their arms. Sam approached the door and entered a code into a keypad located on the door. With a mechanical hiss, it slid open. Behind it was an entirely different world.
Guards, crew, and other such personnel scuttled around, headed for one task or another. Mechanics were examining numerous pieces of machinery, twisting wrenches or tightening bolts or oiling gears or some such related thing. At the center of all the activity were two sleek, massive watercrafts: submarines. They floated in something that resembled a pool; more specifically it was a body of water surrounded by the platform that Sam and Zach now stood on. As the two headed for the docking station, a question began nagging Zach.

“What exactly do all those machines do?” he questioned, motioning to the many blinking instruments that lined the walls, similar to those in his own headquarters.

“Honestly,” Sam replied with a hint of embarrassment, “I don’t know. But one of them makes some great cappuccino.”
Zach mumbled something about strange coincidences and let the subject drop. They reached the docking station and boarded the first submarine via a metal gangplank. Sam took it upon himself to give Zach a tour of the vessel.

10-Jul-2007 19:23:48 - Last edited on 19-Oct-2007 16:24:12 by Narcisi

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Sam gave the side of the impressive submarine a good knock as if to signify its strength. “Hardest and lightest alloy on the market. It can withstand 3 consecutive torpedo blasts.” They proceeded to the aft of the sub, where a large, imposing gun stood. Surrounding the gun was a bubble-like shield. The barrel of the weapon protruded through the shield. “May not look like much,” said Sam as he patted the transparent safeguard, “but this baby can take a heck of a beating.” He pointed to the heavy weaponry the protective barrier contained. “And that gun packs a real punch. Shoots pretty much anything you can shove into its barrel.” There was an identical device on the opposite side of the ship. After mentioning a few other unimportant things, Sam led Zach down the hatch into the innards of the vessel.
Two hours later, a beaming Sam and an exhausted Zach emerged from the ship.
“So,” Sam inquired, “You liked it, did you not?”
“Your generosity is unsurpassed, Sam,” Zach replied, looking at the sub with admiration. “I appreciate this more than you can know. And don’t worry, I’ll bring her back safe.” He grinned encouragingly.
At the mention of the safety of his vessel, however, Sam’s mood darkened. “Yeah, you’d better,” he grumbled, evoking an amused chuckle from Zach.
“You and your war machines…” Zach joked. “Anyway, let’s get this show on the road.”
Sam shook his head as if to rid himself of his nervousness.
“Yes, yes, of course! Your crew is ready to go.” He turned and motioned to a crewman who was discussing something related to those mysterious blinking machines with another grimy-looking sea scrub.
“Hey Morton! Get the crew together…You’re headin’ out!” Sam yelled.

10-Jul-2007 19:24:38 - Last edited on 19-Oct-2007 16:26:18 by Narcisi

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Morton’s head swiveled around until it found the source of the call, and then bobbed quickly to signify that he had heard. He went through a door nearby and disappeared from sight. Sam turned to Zach. “Ok, you’re all set. Might as well get in there now and get cozy. The crew will be here in a few minutes.”
Zach was about to comply when something struck him. “My gun bag!” he exclaimed. “It’s still in my car. Hold on, I’ll go get it.” He was stopped mid-stride by Sam’s muscular arm. Zach turned in confusion to look at Sam, who had mischievous grin on his face.
“I’ve already had it put into the sub. It should be in your quarters,” Sam assured him.
“But*it was in my car trunk! And I had locked it too…” Sam’s grin widened as one of his bodyguards approached and handed him a key that looked exactly like Zach’s key to the Mazda. Zach gaped in astonishment, groping for where he had left his key: in his back left pocket. Empty. He thoroughly checked his other pockets, but in vain.
“You swiped it off me!” he exclaimed incredulously.
“Ah, not quite,” Sam corrected. “My bodyguard swiped it off you.” He took the key that had been handed to him and offered it to Zach.
“He’s from Brooklyn,” he added with a sly grin. Zach hastily snatched the key back, stuffing it into his back pocket. As an afterthought, he removed it and placed it in his front pocket instead.
“Sam…” Zach started, but stopped himself short as he looked up to see that Sam had already fled back across the gangplank. He watched with annoyance and slight amusement as his friend grabbed a cup of cappuccino and exited through the door they had come through earlier. Right before he was out of sight, he spun around and stuck out his tongue. Zach could hear his uproarious laughter all the way across the room as he turned back around and darted out of view. Zach sighed in bewilderment.

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