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Movies for Gamers who like Movies Well, perhaps more then just that one factor. Noisy kids and cramped moving spaces don’t help the situation. Agent Barret Wallace sighed as he went back to his newspaper. It had only been several hours since the plane takeoff. Farewells and tearful goodbyes were just exchanged, he was sure. And now, most of them were either napping or distracted by the onboard movies. Not for him, however. He looked beside him to find the reason he was even on this stupid ride: The scientist Hojo, who was needed to testify in a highly publicized case in Rocket Town. The man was sleeping soundly ever since they boarded the plane. His fellow partner, Agent Vincent Valentine sat beside the scientist. Agent Wallace shifted his attention for a mere second and found Vincent to be staring aimlessly out the window with a cup of coffee in his hand. Neither of them were planning to get any sleep despite the fact they only had to escort Hojo. The ride was going to be fourteen hours long. Agent Wallace took a look around for the fourth time now as he got to know his surroundings. Two seats behind them was the famous rapper “Snoop Diggity Homie S to the Fer Gizznatch”, better known as Seifer. Beside him were his two personal body guards, Fujin and Raijin. Sitting on the other side of the window seat was the famous businessman, Rufus of Shinra. A panther laid at his feet. How he managed to get that on was beyond Barret’s comprehension. Behind Rufus sat two kids. From the loud squabbles, Barret knew their names were Porom and Palom. But that was still nothing compared to the couple making out in the middle. If he heard the name “Squall” or “Rinoa” one more time, he was going to snap and shoot something. He almost felt sorry for the chubby man sitting beside them. From what he could make out of the man’s papers, it looked as if he was named Palmer. Just as he finished surveying the area, he could hear the captain’s voice over the intercom. " This is Captain Cid speaking. We seem to have run into some #$^@ing high turbulence. Sit down, strap up and drink your goddamn tea. We have close to another #@$%ing twelve more hours of this flight to go. ” Agent Barret let his head fall back into his seat. Twelve more hours... maybe he should get some rest too. At the very least, Vincent should be still awake. And nothing would go wrong... right? Still, he had a nagging feeling that something bad was about to happen. He checked his watch. Lunch would come in a few minutes assuming the turbulence dies down a bit. Reluctantly, he kept himself awake by staring back at the newspaper. --- “Explain to me why you didn’t just load a bunch of explosives instead, ya?” whispered a bewildered Wakka to his partner in crime. “It’s a fourteen hour ride. What fun is it if we let it end just like that?” the blonde replied with slight amusement over his face. He watched as his friend’s head dipped a little bit lower with worry. “I’m just saying, I don’t trust a bunch of snakes to do the work. My life is on the line. I wish you would just consider my position for a bit, brudda.” “Well, I’ve got it covered. I didn’t just send normal snakes on board. There’s a variety that I did pick out. Arbok, Seviper, Midgar Zoloms – “ “You got a Midgar Zolom onboard?!” exclaimed Wakka. The blonde made a motion as if to tell him to lower his voice. Even though he was sure their conversation was not being listened to, it would be better for them to take extra caution. “Sure, more than one to boot. Probably at least four or five.” To this, Wakka can only look with even greater disbelief. It would just have been more simple to plant explosives, he was sure! “Don’t worry Wakka, this plan is foolproof. At precisely the hour after lunch, the cages will be set loose and that’s when the show begins. Even if the plane fails to crash, as long as that scientist is dead, they haven’t got a case on you” “I hope you’re right, Tidus.” |
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Starphoenix das Helpoemer Do I really need to say it? GET THESE MOTHER****ING SNAKES, OFF MY MOTHER****ING PLANE!!! Or maybe... I'M TIRED OF THESE MOTHER****ING SNAKES, ON THIS MOTHER****ING PLANE!!! With such award winning lines, is there any doubt that Agent Barret will land the plane safely? Of course, there has to be a few casualties, to name a few: Couple who's making out in the bathroom, Fat woman who gets a snake up her blouse, British guy who gets crushed and eaten by giant snake, Woman who uses the barf bag (a personal favorite), and the poor guy who was only using the bathroom to take a leak (three guesses as to where he got bit). Oh yes, then there's the pet lap dog that gets eaten by a snake. Good times... I expect that when this is all over, Hojo and Barret will be surfing or some such as the end music and credits begin rolling. But really, the real winners are the internet fans. Plane lands safely: 50 Plane lands, some hurt: 20 Plane crashes: 22 Rad Link 5
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