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Post by David Fox on May 18, 2016 16:03:41 GMT
David adjusted the webcam and prepared himself for the big speech. He combed his hair, brushed his teeth, and made sure to look his very best for the announcement of the most bad ass thing ever. He then pushed start, and the recording began. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight, I have very big news. News, that will blow what you knew about war OUT OF THE WATER! I present to you, MILITARIZED DOLPHINS!" He then showed the power point he had made and began the presentation. After running through it, he then began again, "These dolphins will destroy anyone who comes in their way! I will be the new superpower of this planet! Now, all I ask is to not have anyone attack me or else you will face my wrath! Anyway, see ya!" He turned the recording off and sent the video in a mass email to all of the world leaders. The Big Sexy Dolphin Military.pptx (313.74 KB) |
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on May 18, 2016 23:07:28 GMT
As Dmitry worked on various plans for economic and military strategy for the Russian Federation, the email popped up, and he watched the video before him.  As Dmitry watched, the video, his serious expression faltered, and he fell into a bout of laughter, earning the attention of the SBP guards assigned to him. When they came in and helped him up, they looked to the powerpoint as well and stifled a giggle. He then grabbed the London-Moscow Hotline and picked it up, giggling like a fool as he did. Vladimir Putin had even come to witness the commotion and held back laughter.  |
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Post by Edmund Wilson on May 18, 2016 23:14:34 GMT
"Mr. President?" Edmund replied as he picked up the receiver. "How may I help you?"
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on May 18, 2016 23:20:49 GMT
"Mr. Wilson, have you seen this?" Dmitry cleared his throat and tried to keep his cool. "Some guy sent me an email threatening to send militarized dolphins to those he perceives a threat," Dmitry then lost his cool and fell into a bout of laughter once more.
"I heard that there was a mercenary out there with insane ambitions...but...this?! Did you get an email? Please tell me you did!"
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Post by Edmund Wilson on May 19, 2016 0:29:13 GMT
Edmund hadn't checked his email, but upon noticing it, he swiftly opened it. His reaction to the video was one of absolute astonishment.  "That... Hmmm... Is certainly something." Edmund muttered. "Careful, Dmitry, otherwise this man might have a... 'WHALE' of a time destroying us." |
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on May 19, 2016 0:31:31 GMT
Dmitry nearly spat out the water he was drinking to calm himself, regaining his composure before turning to him.
"Do you know him? If so, I want to meet him! He seems like my kind of guy!"
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Post by Edmund Wilson on May 19, 2016 0:35:01 GMT
"I shall have to 'MULLET' over." Edmund joked with a stifled chuckle. "But seriously, I have never met the man."
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on May 19, 2016 0:36:44 GMT
Dmitry cleared his throat and took a deep breath at the second pun.
"Well, thank you for your input. I have a manhunt to start: a manhunt to meet this guy. You have a good day Mr. Wilson."
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Post by Edmund Wilson on May 19, 2016 0:38:35 GMT
"Likewise, Mr. President." Edmund replied. "I hope you get the oppor-TUNA-ty to meet him."
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on May 19, 2016 0:41:11 GMT
Dmitry immediately chuckled in reply before hanging up, going back to his computer and typing an email response back to the man:
"Sir,
With a great amount of interest, I have decided that you and I need to meet. Come to Moscow whenever you please, and we can have ourselves a nice chat over a drink and some lunch.
Regards,
D. Molchanov"
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Post by David Fox on May 19, 2016 0:44:43 GMT
David looked at his replies, and noticed one from whats his name, the guy that was in charge of that big old piece of land in Asia. He read, and quickly replied
"Well sir, free lunch is always great! I can't wait to meet you Sir! Bring plenty of pretzels!
-The sexiest man alive"
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Post by Dmitry Molchanov on May 19, 2016 0:55:20 GMT
Dmitry cocked an eyebrow at the reply. Pretzels? Why pretzels? No matter. This man had accepted his invitation and was now going to come to Moscow soon for lunch. He just hoped to God that he told him that he was coming before he arrived so that he had time to prepare.
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