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Date Posted: 12:33:28 08/13/02 Tue
Author: Chester Mann
Subject: Trapped
In reply to: Cal & Silent Al 's message, ""What's this @#$%?!"" on 12:48:24 08/12/02 Mon

"Chester" stepped out from the quiet tavern and into the mass of panic that filled the Docking Bay. But he saw through the crowd, spotting his threats.

"No!" He growled. So close...fate was against him. But why weren't they tearing him apart with hand gestures? Something else was on their minds.

Someone caught his eye. The clerk. What was he doing here? Part of some cosmic plot against "Chester?" Would he tap into some unseen power and banish him into the darkness from whence he came, and then make out with his aroused secret love? Become a plastic powerhouse and build an enclosure around the agent with his mind? Pull a shotgun out of his trenchcoat while a chainsaw hand roared furiously, preparing to slay the beast while a pair of drones held "Chester" down? Distract him with an unruly British accent and have an angel monkey beat him senseless? Turn into a gun to be fired by a vulgar Decepticon? Get a mass of giant insects to eat him? Have a split personality because of a funny-looking glove? Turn into a WR@-possessed dragon that wouldn't make sense at all because the WR@ were dead? Chuck a Hostess bomb at him? Chop off his nosecone? Set himself on fire and fall in love with "Chester?" Suck him up in a vacuum cleaner while searching for his brother? Generate a hologram of some bubblegum popstar and...be...short?

It had all been done, and not many of them would really be a good way of ending his journey. But there was still a reason for Walter's presence.

"Not to kill me...but to help me!" He said with that unholy grin (though masked by the bandages). The lone eye peered over to the relay station. Guards seemed heavily grouped around it. There was no chance...but that wouldn't stop him.

He would die for Gehenna. He would die for his people. He would die for his creator.

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Anthem -- Cal & Silent Al, 22:43:37 08/14/02 Wed