Meeting of the Minds (EOD RP 3)
Oct 5, 2018 15:40:24 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2018 15:40:24 GMT -5
*The following was posted on an anonymous image board via a download link and made it's way around the web through re-uploading and sharing*
-The footage begins with the little person adjusting the camera by looking into it and tapping it a few times. He mutters "checking checking" and begins fumbling around with it after. It ends up being lodged on top of his right shoulder and facing in the direction the man is looking. This is when we get to see the room, lights dimmed, where the cyber forensics was taking place from the last video posted on Dreadvan's fan site. This time though the computers aren't manned and the people are instead sitting around at a folding table.
While the perspective of being on the shoulder of a person no taller than four foot would obscure some of the view of the participants, eagle eyed watchers and those who make use of freeze frames could tell what the others were looking like. Betty, the old woman would be wearing a black t that says "Bad Gramma" and black rhinestone encrusted gloves. The one on her right is a man wearing a black turtleneck, ski mask, and glasses over top of it. Shadow, the dog, would be wearing a military issue body vest and dark black goggles, panting heavily. Finally, a man wearing a custodial uniform is sitting on the far end holding a mop upright.
The small man clears his throat which makes the mic pop a bit but just as he's about to speak he stop before the words totally leave his mouth. He then changes it up completely and asks "Who the fuck are you buddy?" The people in the room all look around at each other before three of them settle their gaze on the janitor. The man shoots a confused look at them and then the man in front, wide eyed.-
"Uh I thought we were gonna watch a movie."
-The mysterious man points towards the front of the room behind the little person. This prompts the small man to turn his whole body towards the front revealing that there's a projector screen behind him. He puts his face in his hand before turning back around.-
"No, we're not. This is the Dreadvan recovery meeting."
"Wait--- you seriously want that guy back?"
"Get him the hell out of here already!"
-The dog would start growling and Betty would stand up, grabbing the ear of the unwanted guest. She starts dragging him to the door and pushes him through. She swipes her hands against each other as if dusting them off and returns to her seat. The leader of the meeting once again collects himself. He pulls out a small device from his pocket, just off frame. His body turns now to get a side angled shot of the screen behind him. The first slide is then brought up with an audible click of the remote. It's simply a picture of Dreadvan holding three plates of food at what looks like a buffet.-
"This is the target. I'm sure everyone in this room is familiar with him by now. He went missing a few days ago now."
-He clicks the device again and a still of the video of Dreadvan's kidnapping is shown.-
"We also know how he went missing. I was personally there and can confirm the validity of what transpired. What we do not know however is why. That being said, thanks to the work of Shadow over there and the rest of your efforts, we're pretty sure we have a where he was taken to."
-The slides move on again, this time revealing a large barbed wire fence surrounding a large building. Several types of livestock can be seen in the photo such as cows and chickens. Armed guards would be at what appears to be the entrance but the largest part of the scene is actually a sign attached to the barricade.-
"Now I know what you all are thinking when you see this. Why would Dreadvan be at a place clearly labeled not a government testing facility and no civilian detainee's here either? Well friends we've enhanced the image."
-He starts clicking through slides, each one getting more zoomed in on the sign in question. Every time the host of this meeting would keep saying enhance. After about ten of these he would stop and look out at the room. Shocked expressions would be seen now and Betty would gasp. The image now shows the words "except Dreadvan lol."-
"I was as amazed as you all are. However, under further inspection of the shipping records of major retailers and websites, a large amount of food has been delivered by the truck load. This doesn't add up if you consider it's a farm, unless of course a man of Dreadvan's particular hunger has to be satiated. Now that we know where he is, we can form a plan to get him out."
-The next picture looks like it was drawn in Microsoft paint by a three year old. Stick figures and crude arrows point in various directions labeled with hastily drawn numbers.-
"This plan seems very complicated of course, but I know the people here are all up for the challenge. And from this point on we will refer to each other by code names. I will be Napoleon."
-He begins pointing to each person as he calls their code name out, in the order in which the video introduced them all before.-
"You will be Eyecandy. Then we have Mr. Popular, and finally Light. Now for the actual plan. Me, Mr. Popular and Light will be gaining entry to the facility wearing tactical turkey outfits and riding in on the back of a food truck, driven by Eyecandy. After she flirts with the guards, they'll let us inside into the receiving area. We suspect they'll take us right to the kitchen to be prepared and Eyecandy will then have to provide us support over these walkie-talkies."
-He takes one of the Spongebob themed on the table and holds it up for them to view. He continues to the next slide which shows off a blueprint with a few more childish scribbles littered about.-
"Here we can see the route to the possible holding area of Dreadvan. Try to memorize the layout now. We may run into several guards along the way. That's when we may have to resort to using sophisticated weaponry."
-He again grabs at the table and holds up a nerf machine gun.-
"Now when we get to Dreadvan, he may be exhausted and underfed as the shipping records still don't indicate it's enough food to satisfy him. So each member of the infiltration team will be equipped with this."
-He grabs a rope with a tub of cream cheese attached to the end.-
"Eyecandy will of course be waiting in the truck just outside, engine running, waiting for us all."
-He clicks the remote one final time and it ends on a black slide with white lettering with the words "End of Days Prelude: Rapture" being the only thing on it.-
"And this is the time frame we are working with. Dreadvan needs to be in that ring so he can prove once and for all nothing will stop him, not even a major government or whoever we're really dealing with here. Any questions?-
-The listeners would look at each other for a moment but no one would speak up. That silence would be short lived as the door would get kicked in, this time instead of agents in black, it would be the guy from before with two other similarly dressed, each of them carrying mops with spikes on the handles. Napoleon would cry out "Oh for fucks sake" and the cleaning crew would make their intentions known.-
"We're not about to let you just bring that demon back from the dead. You realize just how clean the bathrooms have been since that piece of shit went missing? How much less trash there is? How handsomely we were paid to let those guys slip in and how much they've been paying us to keep our mouths shut?"
-The three at the table would stand up, the man in the ski mask would adjust his glasses and speak.-
"You should have calculated the risk you took coming in here."
-Eyecandy and Mr. Popular would grab the weapons on the table and take aim. A flurry of nerf darts would blast out with several loud clicks and fly at the men standing in the doorway. They recoil in pain holding the spots they were hit and fall to the floor. Eyecandy and Mr. Popular would, in unison, blow at the barrels of these guns before letting them sit at their sides. Light would run over and start collecting the darts that were fired in his mouth. Napoleon would end the footage with.-
"Alright, no more horseplay, let's move out!"
-The footage begins with the little person adjusting the camera by looking into it and tapping it a few times. He mutters "checking checking" and begins fumbling around with it after. It ends up being lodged on top of his right shoulder and facing in the direction the man is looking. This is when we get to see the room, lights dimmed, where the cyber forensics was taking place from the last video posted on Dreadvan's fan site. This time though the computers aren't manned and the people are instead sitting around at a folding table.
While the perspective of being on the shoulder of a person no taller than four foot would obscure some of the view of the participants, eagle eyed watchers and those who make use of freeze frames could tell what the others were looking like. Betty, the old woman would be wearing a black t that says "Bad Gramma" and black rhinestone encrusted gloves. The one on her right is a man wearing a black turtleneck, ski mask, and glasses over top of it. Shadow, the dog, would be wearing a military issue body vest and dark black goggles, panting heavily. Finally, a man wearing a custodial uniform is sitting on the far end holding a mop upright.
The small man clears his throat which makes the mic pop a bit but just as he's about to speak he stop before the words totally leave his mouth. He then changes it up completely and asks "Who the fuck are you buddy?" The people in the room all look around at each other before three of them settle their gaze on the janitor. The man shoots a confused look at them and then the man in front, wide eyed.-
"Uh I thought we were gonna watch a movie."
-The mysterious man points towards the front of the room behind the little person. This prompts the small man to turn his whole body towards the front revealing that there's a projector screen behind him. He puts his face in his hand before turning back around.-
"No, we're not. This is the Dreadvan recovery meeting."
"Wait--- you seriously want that guy back?"
"Get him the hell out of here already!"
-The dog would start growling and Betty would stand up, grabbing the ear of the unwanted guest. She starts dragging him to the door and pushes him through. She swipes her hands against each other as if dusting them off and returns to her seat. The leader of the meeting once again collects himself. He pulls out a small device from his pocket, just off frame. His body turns now to get a side angled shot of the screen behind him. The first slide is then brought up with an audible click of the remote. It's simply a picture of Dreadvan holding three plates of food at what looks like a buffet.-
"This is the target. I'm sure everyone in this room is familiar with him by now. He went missing a few days ago now."
-He clicks the device again and a still of the video of Dreadvan's kidnapping is shown.-
"We also know how he went missing. I was personally there and can confirm the validity of what transpired. What we do not know however is why. That being said, thanks to the work of Shadow over there and the rest of your efforts, we're pretty sure we have a where he was taken to."
-The slides move on again, this time revealing a large barbed wire fence surrounding a large building. Several types of livestock can be seen in the photo such as cows and chickens. Armed guards would be at what appears to be the entrance but the largest part of the scene is actually a sign attached to the barricade.-
"Now I know what you all are thinking when you see this. Why would Dreadvan be at a place clearly labeled not a government testing facility and no civilian detainee's here either? Well friends we've enhanced the image."
-He starts clicking through slides, each one getting more zoomed in on the sign in question. Every time the host of this meeting would keep saying enhance. After about ten of these he would stop and look out at the room. Shocked expressions would be seen now and Betty would gasp. The image now shows the words "except Dreadvan lol."-
"I was as amazed as you all are. However, under further inspection of the shipping records of major retailers and websites, a large amount of food has been delivered by the truck load. This doesn't add up if you consider it's a farm, unless of course a man of Dreadvan's particular hunger has to be satiated. Now that we know where he is, we can form a plan to get him out."
-The next picture looks like it was drawn in Microsoft paint by a three year old. Stick figures and crude arrows point in various directions labeled with hastily drawn numbers.-
"This plan seems very complicated of course, but I know the people here are all up for the challenge. And from this point on we will refer to each other by code names. I will be Napoleon."
-He begins pointing to each person as he calls their code name out, in the order in which the video introduced them all before.-
"You will be Eyecandy. Then we have Mr. Popular, and finally Light. Now for the actual plan. Me, Mr. Popular and Light will be gaining entry to the facility wearing tactical turkey outfits and riding in on the back of a food truck, driven by Eyecandy. After she flirts with the guards, they'll let us inside into the receiving area. We suspect they'll take us right to the kitchen to be prepared and Eyecandy will then have to provide us support over these walkie-talkies."
-He takes one of the Spongebob themed on the table and holds it up for them to view. He continues to the next slide which shows off a blueprint with a few more childish scribbles littered about.-
"Here we can see the route to the possible holding area of Dreadvan. Try to memorize the layout now. We may run into several guards along the way. That's when we may have to resort to using sophisticated weaponry."
-He again grabs at the table and holds up a nerf machine gun.-
"Now when we get to Dreadvan, he may be exhausted and underfed as the shipping records still don't indicate it's enough food to satisfy him. So each member of the infiltration team will be equipped with this."
-He grabs a rope with a tub of cream cheese attached to the end.-
"Eyecandy will of course be waiting in the truck just outside, engine running, waiting for us all."
-He clicks the remote one final time and it ends on a black slide with white lettering with the words "End of Days Prelude: Rapture" being the only thing on it.-
"And this is the time frame we are working with. Dreadvan needs to be in that ring so he can prove once and for all nothing will stop him, not even a major government or whoever we're really dealing with here. Any questions?-
-The listeners would look at each other for a moment but no one would speak up. That silence would be short lived as the door would get kicked in, this time instead of agents in black, it would be the guy from before with two other similarly dressed, each of them carrying mops with spikes on the handles. Napoleon would cry out "Oh for fucks sake" and the cleaning crew would make their intentions known.-
"We're not about to let you just bring that demon back from the dead. You realize just how clean the bathrooms have been since that piece of shit went missing? How much less trash there is? How handsomely we were paid to let those guys slip in and how much they've been paying us to keep our mouths shut?"
-The three at the table would stand up, the man in the ski mask would adjust his glasses and speak.-
"You should have calculated the risk you took coming in here."
-Eyecandy and Mr. Popular would grab the weapons on the table and take aim. A flurry of nerf darts would blast out with several loud clicks and fly at the men standing in the doorway. They recoil in pain holding the spots they were hit and fall to the floor. Eyecandy and Mr. Popular would, in unison, blow at the barrels of these guns before letting them sit at their sides. Light would run over and start collecting the darts that were fired in his mouth. Napoleon would end the footage with.-
"Alright, no more horseplay, let's move out!"