| From: | Mike Goldberg <m_goldberg@**.COLORADO.EDU> |
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| Subject: | Do videos lie? (fairly long) |
| Date: | Thu, 8 Sep 1994 16:30:53 MST |
all
they can be faked, they can be modified and edited and such, for whatever the
reason. Yet I use them in my never ending search to see if justice is found and
served. Last night, while waiting for work to end, I found out a roit took
place in a small city in Sioux territory. The offical cause stated by the Sioux
Government was "a few dissatisfied anglos disputing a 'just' government
decision concerning a park policy...." The truth of that riot?? Well watch on
and judge for yourself.
+++++ BEGIN TRANSMISSION
Static, and lots of it. You see a brief diagnosis check and the image clears
remarkably. Whoever made this video was definitely a pro, despite the static at
the beginning.
As the image scans around (almost like how you would've looked around if you
were there when this was shot) and you notice that the street is relatively
deserted ... just a few Sioux peacefully minding thier own business. It's just
anoter scorching day coming to the end ... (but you know that's not the case,
because otherwise you wouldn't be watching this, would you?)
You're trained eyes pick out a lot of people waiting in the shadows. Thier
stances scream to you that they are trained in combat and are expecting
something big. The fact that you had a hard time picking them up is the fact
that they are camoflogued real good. You have the distinct feeling that if the
camera didn't know where to look for them, you would have never noticed them --
lurking in the shadows...
You find it odd that here is no traffic in the area. Slowly a Sioux, walks in
to the middle of the street. Apparently, he's known around here, because the
few remaining other indians not in the shadows quickly make themselves scarce.
Looking at the fellow you immediately register that even though he isn't tall,
he's definitely a soldier. He doesn't look like he would stick out in a crowd.
Yet he is definitely in great shape. He is standing in a easy stance with his
back to the sun. Your mind forces you to can down his body, trying to find his
hidden toys. He's definitely packing heat (from the bulge around his right
shoulder). He also has a sword that is blantly displayed at his left hip. His
face is grim, but you can't tell what his eyes are doing by that fact that he
is wearing reflective shades.
After a few minutes, a lone figure walks down the road. It takes a few minutes
to get a good look at the figure. He - no doubt about it - is a Sioux with long
wiry black hair, that is pulled back. He also has a trimmed goatee. He is
wearing a long urban camoflogued cloak which effectively hides his body. From
his movements you can tell he is a true predator that is no stranger to this
violent world. He is wearing no shades, and you can tell he is definietly wary
of his surroundings. He at long last focuses his sight on the other indian. He
walks up calmly to about 2 meters away from the soldier and says in a soft
voice: "I see you are prepared to die by the fact that you brought your
friends to kill me when you prove how weak you are and your lack of honor."
The soldier glares at the speaker. Then he retorts (his voice is filled with
icy anger), "So Shadowfox, traitor of your country, your family, and now --
your friends. . . I see you are willing to face your punishment for treason to
your people. That is good. It is too bad you will die without friends. But then
again -- you betrayed them - "
SF: That is a lie White Hawk! You framed me --
WH: Claim what you want ... Thier is no excuse for your betrayal to your
country our your friends. And now your time will end -- all alone as you always
were ... how do you wish to die?
SF: I was setup up by our government to die for one reason ... I knew too much
of the truth and I was entering the light. As such I ended up on the 'better
dead' list of our people. How honorable is that? As to how I should die, well,
however that is, my death will be with honor which is more than I can say for
you Marvin. Since you demand it though, it should be a dance of death, I
daresay -- let it be with pistols. But be wary Marvin (his voice is icy cold)
-- I live true to myself while you are a hypocritical lie to you and our people
--
WH (roars): SILENCE FOOL!!
Shadowfox spins quickly and the cloak drops to the road. . . Apparently he was
expecting this. He is carrying at least 2 knives. For pistols he has 2
predators, 1 at his waist and the other in a shoulder holster. Both have
scultped grips. And he also has a sword. . .
Slowly the 2 cirlce each other, trying to find some advantage. There is no
outward sign of emotion showing on either face. Obviously, this is a fight that
has either been long looked toward and/or thier professionalism is even better
than you thought.
WH: Prepare to die.
SF: Just say when, chummer. . . Say -- how did you cause my disgracing and
defeat? I want to know before I waste ammo on you.
WH: An anglo did it. You were done in by the people you fled to.
SF (in a deadpan voice -- no emotion at all): Who?
WH: Hammer.
SF: Figures -- Well get this show on the road, you anglo-boot licking whimp
....
WH: WHY YOU --
Everything seems to slow down for you. You can feel all your senses sharpening
... But you senses are feeding you the everything's a.o.k. signal. As you watch
White Hawk (Marvin) starts drawing his gun, but Shadowfox is quicker. Shadowfox
barely gets his gun out of the holster and fires immediately. The first bullet
slams into White Hawk's stomache. White Hawk grimaces and continues to raise
his gun to fire, but Shadowfox nails one into his shooting hand causing White
Hawk to drop his gun.
SF: Mom was always right. You are pathetic. Guess my punishment comes later.
Give my regards to hell. Shadowfox fires one last bullet that slams into
Marvin's head. Apparently Shadowfox is packing a mixed clip. You guess that
because the last round was an explosive round.
SF (softly): good planning ... (loudly) Alright's who's next!?!
For a brief moment there is utter silence. Then there is an outbreak of
screams. The view whirls around and you see the people in the shadow's are
getting attacked by something. A bunch of other people you guess. Shadowfox
realizing his opportunity starts moving toward an edge, but stops when someone
in Japenese bellows out: "I AM!!"
SF (a little surprised -- probably from the fact that it was in Japenese
responds in perfect Japenese): And who art thou?
A figure wearing a ninja suit steps through the now sea of combat that is
going around. His only weapon is a katana which is in its sheath by his right
side.
Figure: It has been a long time, walker of shadows. I'm afraid, it's time to
straighten out my honor.
Shadowfox winces, "It has been a long time Spectre. How was I to know that the
spy was -- "
Spectre: You wouldn't had the opportunity. To find out that would have alerted
the spy to your investigation on behalf of my obiyan. But the fact still
remains that you dishonored me, and I must regain my honor.
SF: That doesn't make sense. You said at the time that it happened that if you
were in my shoes, you would have done the same thing.
Spectre: But I wasn't in your shoes. My honor was stained. Now it's time to
settle the score.
SF: Then why here -- now?
Spectre: I couldn't lose the chance, and I felt you deserved to die honorably,
not like a begger.
Spectre draws his katana.
Shadowfox sighs and draws his sword. "I don't like this."
"Nobody said you had to."
With that the dance of blades starts. It is quite obvious that Shadowfox is
outclass. In almost an unperceptable way, you can tell the Spectre is giving
Shadowfox a lesson in fighting with blades. But it definitely looks like it
will be Shadowfox's last. At no point does Shadowfox have control of the
momentum of the fight.
Slowly, your eye catches sight of someone approaching. It takes you a second to
remember, but the face jars your memory. It's Hammer. Hammer approaches from
behind Spectre. Apparently Spectre sensed it, and forced Shadowfox around so
that Shadowfox's back was to the approaching Hammer. Hammer seeing this, speeds
up his approach.
Spectre realizing that the fight was about to be interupted raises his katana
giving Shadowfox a reprieve. Shadowfox realized too late to truly react what
was happening. Shadowfox half turning, didn't see what hit him. In a blur,
Hammer struck him. You hear Hammer's left foot smashing in Shadowfox's right
knee. The sicking sound of the knee breaking is the only clue as to how hard
Hammer hit him. With the sword already drawn Hammer smashes the pommel into
Shadowfox's hand causing Shadowfox to drop his sword. And in the same smooth
motion continues the strike on Shadowfox, by slamming the pommel in Shadowfox's
face, dropping him.
Spectre snarls something unintelligible. And spins into an impressive attack on
Hammer. Apparently Hammer underestimated him, because he was driven back. But
you can tell that it is a completely equal fight. Due to the size difference
you suspect that if the fight went long that it would go to Hammer ... but it's
hard to say.
Hammer (obviously giving this fight his all): You should have just killed him.
Spectre: Wouldn't have done that here. But no! My fight for honor is ruined. As
such -- you're a dead man Hammer.
Hammer: Yeah right -- in your dreams.
The fight continues. You see two femaies. Both dressed in all black. Together
they pick up Shadowfox and quickly make thier way to an alley way. Just then,
you can tell the riot break-up crew arrives. Except it isn't the cops. It's
tahe Sioux Wildcats. You watch in awe-struck terror at the efficiency of the
Wildcats at neutralizing the area. By the time citymasters and helicopters get
through with the area, the only things standing are the Wildcats. The rest are
either dead or gone.
+++++ End transmission
Let's see the only other things to note, is that there has been a frightingly
efficient news blackout in the area, and there's has been no bodies turn up of
anyone I know except for Marvin "White Hawk."
As of yet, I haven't been able to reach anyone that Shadowfox used to hang out
with. I was wondering if anyone would be willing to help me find the following
people: Shadowfox, Spectre, Hammer (if found -- please feel free to break his
knee), Nightmare, Doomsday, Bruce (some call him Scarface), DragonEyes,
FireWraith (who probably wouldn't want to talk to me in a million years),
Blitzkrieg, or Rebecca Jones. Nice tall list of people, eh?
I suppose the reason I'm asking is, I still haven't found out where Blitzkrieg
was since the bombing of the hub in Chicago, and apparently there was a
similiar bombing in Denver 2 weeks before that. And that one was targeted at
Bruce. Something major is happening, and I have no clue what is. And since I
can't leave my protected nest at where I work, I'll need your help. If you need
anything, I'll do my best to help out. May justice be found and served.
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-- Scourge <18:25:23/9-8-55>
