| From: | JOHN SPAIN <93135653@****.dcu.ie> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Enrique Vargas is alive. |
| Date: | Tue, 05 Dec 1995 21:12:50 +0000 (GMT) |
>>>>>[Here's what ya paid for. Sorry fer the delay, but I had some
last minute editing ta do...
+++++INITIATE VIDEO:
Static.
The screen fizzes and defines itself into a spotty faded image that vibrates
slightly - the definition increases slowly until the image becomes
television-standard quality
+++++COMMENT: Had ta do some heavy duty editing to get that image quality up
ta scratch - it's good workmanship yer paying for
+++++RESUME
A computer animation of stylized aztec warriors fighting, with traditional
aztec flutes providing the sound background suddenly morphs into a very real
chainsaw fight between two heavily chromed samurai, accompanied by a
rip-roaring electric guitar score. The images change at the same rate as the
beat, providing glimpses of disemboweled torsos, arms flying through the air
and blood soaking on ground.
'Wwwwwweeeeelcome to our 58th episode of 'Chainsaws of glory'' squeaks a
ridiculously wimpy looking host. He is standing on a raised platform surrounded
by rows of cheering public. Two beautiful scantily clad women cling to his
arms, both overshadowing him by at least 20 centimenters.
'Today, we have a 'Rabbit hunt special' organized just for your enjoyment!'
The crowd goes wild.
The camera turns to face another platform facing the host. On it five men
are tied by chains to the floor. They look healthy, but extremely
uncomfortable.
The camera focuses on each of the men in turn.
'Our first contestant... give a big cheer to Lenny Rodriguez!!' The crowd
complies.
'Lenny was a security guard at an Aztechnology facility... seems our
Lenny got a little bit too friendly with a bunch of Shadowrunners. However,
his magnanimous superiors at aztechnology have decided to commute his death
sentence and give him the wonderful chance to become a MILLIONARE AND A FREE
MAN!!!!' The crowd goes wild.
'It's all a lie I did not ^&&*%$' The man's protests are drowned by bleating
noises. The audience laughs.
'Our second contestant is a bit of a mistery man - as you can see, he is not a
particularly talkative fellow. Tell us, eh... Jose: Why are you here?'
The camera focuses on the second contestant's face. This is the face some of
you will recognize as Enrique Vargas. 'Jose' seems dazed and stares into the
horizon as the mike lowers itself down to his face. 'Yo.... I... Where...?
I must find Mark... I have to say something to him'
'Ah-ha! So it's a matter of sexual preferences then!' The crowd bursts laughing
once more.
The show continues as the other three contestants are presented... petty
criminals unlucky enough to get caught in the act.
'And now for what you have all been waiting for!! Our champion of justice!!
The this week's hunter..... RAGO!!!'
The crowd cheers with renewed intensity as a large heavy metallic door opens
up slowly letting out puffs of white mist... From within the mist slowly walks
a tall, heavily muscled figure clothed in leather strapping and some pieces of
ballistic plate. The man walks to the center stage heralded by ominous music.
As he reaches the center he opens his mouth... wider than possible for a normal
human being, revealing rows upon rows of shiny metallic teeth. The man lifts
his arms into the air and several cyberspurs jut out from their hiding places
in the man's flesh. A modified larinx provides the decibels for the bellowing
roar that escapes his throat.
'As usual the rules for today's 'rabbit hunt' are the following... the
contestants must get accross the killing ground to the goal post... once they
have done that they are free to go and collect the prize. Alternatively they
may defeat Rago. But we all know the chances of _that_ don't we?'
The crowd laughs once again.
+++++COMMENT: Cut a loadda advertisement crap here.
+++++RESUME
'Let the hunt begin!' The host's voice is edited over a panoramic view of a
military helicopter descending on a white sprawl of primitive looking houses.
The helicopter pauses briefly above the ground to unceremoniously drop the
five contestants to the ground. Hidden cameras in the village and from
loitering drones focus on the men as they stumble to their feet.
The 'contestants' have been dressed in flashy-looking but impractical
body armour, and seem to be carrying chainsaws as their only weapons.
The man identified as Lenny Rodriguez begins to speak as the other men
prime their chainsaws. His voice is drowned by the roar.
'Listen to me GODDAMIT!!!' he shouts. 'That bastard knows the terrain, and is
much faster than any of us' The men begin to run away in separate directions.
'We've got to stay together, keep united! We can't defeat him on our own!'
Lenny's voice trails off as the men lose themselves among the streets. 'Damn
fools' Suddenly he notices he's not alone. 'Jose' is standing behind him
trailing his chainsaw and looking dazed into the horizon.
'At least one of you has some sense. Come on man, let's get a move on!'
The former security guard races off down the street. After an instant's
hesitation, 'Jose' begins to follow him at a lurching jog.
The image cuts to the belly of the helicopter, as a cargo door grinds open
allowing a humanoid figure to dart out. The camera in the belly of the
helicopter remains focused on the hunter as he jumps from roof to roof.
As the helicopter gains height another figure can be seen ahead of
Rago making it's way accross an abandoned courtyard. The hunter takes a
direct trajectory towards the lone man, who, on hearing the helicopter above
him quickens an already frantic pace.
Rago speeds up even more and takes a running jump off the roof directly
adjacent to the man below. The hunter lands on his prey with a bone chilling
screeech. Immediately the man begins to scream as his body is punctured by
Rago's multiple spurs.
The screaming goes on for a very, very long time. The loitering drones
that are monitoring the action drift in for closeups of the butchery.
The host's face suddenly becomes superimposed on the carnage. 'Seems it's
one all for the home team!' The crowd cheers.
The image cuts to a closeup of Lenny Rodriguez and 'Jose', who have stopped
running and are looking around nervously, as the shrieks of pain from Rago's
first victim die out. The sweat that covers their faces is not exclusively
due to exertion from running under the Aztlan sun.
Lenny speaks 'He... he has a tactical computer with a 3D map of the whole
area, connected to all the cameras on the arena - the only way we can
minimize his advantage is by, by confronting him in an open space...'
'Jose' stares at him with his mouth half open. 'DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??'
Lenny sighs and begins to run again muttering 'ohdrekohdrekodrek' under
his breath.
The host appears once again 'I love it when they try to get clever, don't
you? Let's see how Rago is faring meanwhile...'
The camera cuts to a sudden closeup of a frightened man running towards the
camera, obscuring the image, running past. His ragged breathing is caught by
the microphones in passing. The view changes to a moving viewpoint that glides
rapidly in pursuit. At first you are inclined to think it's a drone's
viewpoint, but the runner's terrorized looks prove that you are seeing a
direct video feed from the hunter's eyes.
Rago skids to a halt as his prey barrels through a door. His head bobs from one
side to another for an instant, and then changes direction, following a maze
of corridors at great speed.
The viewpoint changes frequently from the prey's to Rago's to an overhead
computer projection, giving a second to second account of the deadly cat and
mouse game taking place.
The contestant, white faced and crying, stumbles against a wall. A sharp
metallic noise rings out, and the man whimpers in pain and pulls himself
away from the wall, revealing a long, bloody cyberspur protruding from
the wall where he was leaning. With one, or both of his lungs pierced, the
man collapses to the floor trying to breathe painfully, and dies.
'A quick kill! Lucky for him, but not for the next one on line. The people
demand their entertainment!!' Twitters the host.
+++++COMMENT: More advertising cut here
+++++RESUME
The action continues, showing, with frequent cuts, the remaining contestants
running, taken from all the different cameras hidden in the 'game zone'. The
speed of the cuts increases as Rago starts following the trail of the
remaining lone man. Dissapointingly, for the crowd, the man provides an
anticlimactic ending for his chase by tottering off a roof as the
hunter draws close. The crowd makes loud booing noises.
'Ooooh, MOST unsporting' mutters the host. 'Never fear ladies and gentlemen
- There are still two left!
Meanwhile 'Jose' and Lenny have stopped in a small , circular plaza,
surrounded by dead, dry trees. They are looking around frantically, trying to
keep watch on all access points.
'Now, listen to me' says Lenny. 'When he comes, we've got to use our
advantage in numbers, alright? I'll take him from the front, and you've
got to try and catch him from behind - Try to cut him in the legs, go
down low,right?'
'Jose' stares without giving much sign of comprehension, but he waves
his chainsaw around in an encouraging manner.'Good' says Lenny, massaging
his forehead with his free hand.
A loud, inhuman roar makes them jump to attention.'He's coming' says 'Jose',
appearing marginally more focused.
'The dragon!! His breath is in my face, and his voice in my MIND!!! HE WARNED
MEEE!!' 'Jose' has started to shake violently, and drops the chainsaw to the
ground.
'Oh Madre de Dios...' says Lenny. 'Why me, God almighty...'. He too relaxes
his stance and moves close to the other man. 'C'mon, you gotta pull
together man!'
'He has sent his DEMONS TO PUNISH ME for what I did! The Children I killed oh
pleaseohpleaseohplease'. 'Jose' has retracted to near-fetal position, and
is having some kind of fit on the ground.
A sudden mettalic noise makes Lenny turn from his fallen comrade. Rago has
entered the plaza,and is advancing slowly, with his freakish mouth open in
a horrible grin. One, two, three spurs snake out.
Lenny mutters a prayer under his breath, lifts the chainsaw above his head
and charges the hunter with look of desperate courage on his face.
Rago dodges easily, and with the speed of a striking snake, delivers a
backhand slash that sections the blade of the chainsaw. Obviously meaning to
prolong things, he delivers a powerful kick to Lenny's midsection, that sends
him rolling several meters backwards.
The hunter looks around and begins to walk slowly and purposefully towards
the shaking, mumbling form of 'Jose'. He grabs the man by his collar, and
lifts him easily into the air. Throwing his head back, Rago begins the
elaborate process of peeling back his lips from the huge amount of shiny
metal teeth in his maw.
'Oh-ho-ho, it looks like we're going to be treated to Rago's 'Face Bite
Special'! says the host.
A drone focuses closely on Rago's 90 degree mouth and 'Jose's'
uncomprehending face. Suddenly, a hand appears at behind Rago, and taps
him several times on the shoulder. The hunter's face is a mask of puzzlement
as he turns around to face a tall, ornately dressed, aztec warrior.
All he has time to say is 'UrrRRrr???' before the warrior casually swats him
aside with enough force to send him flying into one of the dried out trees,
wich cracks loudly on impact.
The warrior smiles kindly at the prone figure before him, picks him up,
and begins to levitate in the air. 'Jose' mutters something that remains
unheard, and points at Lenny, who is trying to recover his breath and seems
quite amazed by the proceedings. The warrior floats over to Lenny, and holds
out a hand to him.
As Lenny's hand comes into contact with the warrior's, all the cameras in the
area begin to sputter and fail, even as surprised technicians try to change
feed from camera to camera. In flashes, the three figures can bee seen moving
up into the air
The last thing to be seen is the host, seeming very confused, asking 'What
the flying frag is going on here'. The audience seem on the verge of a riot,
mainly because of the sudden appearance of heavily armed, black garbed
security forces with heavy weapons and attack dogs.
'I shoulda stayed with the fraggin Family channe - Frzzzzzzzzttttttttt.'
+++++END VIDEO.
That's it pal. No more, no less. No refunds accepted, but just so as you know,
somebody dissaproved of this piece of info leaking out so much, that the
contact that gave it to me, an azzie tv tech who'd kept a copy fer personal
viewing dissapeared shortly after he sent it ta me. Fun stuff, huh??
Apparently, that flashy lookin' helicopter they used to ferry the contestants
in dissapeared too. Some people back in Azzieland weren't none too pleased
by that. Got the show cancelled. Damn shame]<<<<<
-- Gutsys (14:23:34/12-05-56)
*****PRIVATE: Zelf the Worox
>>>>>[Meet at >>encrypted<<. I won't be goin' personally. I'll
be sending
my li'l Silvie. Bring the 5k and the chip with the footage, and I'll take
care it receives proper circulation]<<<<<
-- Gutsys (14:35:56/12-05-56)
