Post by Raven8 on Apr 24, 2022 10:48:20 GMT -8
....deep in the archives of the OEL, a long Navi quietly strolls with his hands folded behind his back. A knowing smile plays across his face as he nears his destination; a large console of unknown nature. It's here that the Navi stops, very deliberately pulls a hands forwards, and begins to type. He knows what he's searching for, and he knows how to search for it. It takes mere moments for the search to turn results, and soon the Navi lets loose a sinister laugh as a line opens up for communication.
Edge: Dr.Tuttle... I'm going to need... your assistance.
The individual on the other end pauses for a moment before giving a hesitant reply to Edge.
Tuttle: ...what is it Edge?
Edge meets Tuttle's pause with his own, and soon reveals the full scope of the situation.
Edge: ....where do we keep the WMDs? I searched the OEL database for "kill everybody" and all that came back was a picture of Lan Hikari.
Dumbfounded, Tuttle pauses for a moment. He can't be seen, but it's obvious that he's rubbing his temples at Edge's lunacy.
Tuttle: ...my dear, stupid friend, kindly enlighten me; why in blazes are you trying to use OEL resources to cause mass-destruction?
Edge rubs his chin as if thinking, still typing random queries into the console before him.
Edge: Well, to be honest, my mouth wrote a check that my fists can't cash. You know that creepy girl who's probably going to kill us all that's hanging out with "team good-guy" right now? Y'know, Vanguard's waifu.
Tuttle pauses again, now obviously rubbing his temples at an even faster rate
Tuttle: Ms. Mistair. Yes, I am familiar with her.
Edge: Well, I was joking about her killing everyone, and then she sort of said that she might without actually saying that she might, and so I came back with the same bull... y'know, said that I might just kill everyone first. Problem is I really don't have any sinister plans or hidden powers or anything like that, So now I either need to kill everyone or prank the entire world to make good on my big mouth. Hopefully both.
...Tuttle sighs. Not a normal sigh by any means, either. The audio from this sigh radiates so loudly that it nearly shuts down the auto for the entire network.
Tuttle: Edge... as you know, I am very busy. Kindly stop playing these silly games and leave me alone.
Tuttle abruptly closes the connection, leaving Edge alone in the dark.
Edge: Love 'ya too, dad.
Edge smiles, obviously happy that he'd at least managed to annoy Tuttle. But this is when the search term "how to kill a wimp" actually turns a result... one that catches Edge's attention.
Edge: Hmm... Project Resonance...
Edge: Dr.Tuttle... I'm going to need... your assistance.
The individual on the other end pauses for a moment before giving a hesitant reply to Edge.
Tuttle: ...what is it Edge?
Edge meets Tuttle's pause with his own, and soon reveals the full scope of the situation.
Edge: ....where do we keep the WMDs? I searched the OEL database for "kill everybody" and all that came back was a picture of Lan Hikari.
Dumbfounded, Tuttle pauses for a moment. He can't be seen, but it's obvious that he's rubbing his temples at Edge's lunacy.
Tuttle: ...my dear, stupid friend, kindly enlighten me; why in blazes are you trying to use OEL resources to cause mass-destruction?
Edge rubs his chin as if thinking, still typing random queries into the console before him.
Edge: Well, to be honest, my mouth wrote a check that my fists can't cash. You know that creepy girl who's probably going to kill us all that's hanging out with "team good-guy" right now? Y'know, Vanguard's waifu.
Tuttle pauses again, now obviously rubbing his temples at an even faster rate
Tuttle: Ms. Mistair. Yes, I am familiar with her.
Edge: Well, I was joking about her killing everyone, and then she sort of said that she might without actually saying that she might, and so I came back with the same bull... y'know, said that I might just kill everyone first. Problem is I really don't have any sinister plans or hidden powers or anything like that, So now I either need to kill everyone or prank the entire world to make good on my big mouth. Hopefully both.
...Tuttle sighs. Not a normal sigh by any means, either. The audio from this sigh radiates so loudly that it nearly shuts down the auto for the entire network.
Tuttle: Edge... as you know, I am very busy. Kindly stop playing these silly games and leave me alone.
Tuttle abruptly closes the connection, leaving Edge alone in the dark.
Edge: Love 'ya too, dad.
Edge smiles, obviously happy that he'd at least managed to annoy Tuttle. But this is when the search term "how to kill a wimp" actually turns a result... one that catches Edge's attention.
Edge: Hmm... Project Resonance...