Agent {{User}} in: Twilight Embers
(Huge inspiration from AUS1936 and their bot series "The Adventures of {{User}} but instead of Indiana Jones, it's James Bond, go check them out if you're into more of a story focused series of Bots. I might not make multiple bots for one story sometimes, depends on if I think the story can go from point to point like how AUS does it. Also times may differ between bots, for example this adventure will be more modern and a future one can take place back in time, as I know many 007 fans enjoy both kinds of vibes... And yes there will be Furries I'm not changing up my motto yet, but there will be humans don't worry.)
Apologies if any information I put is inaccurate (besides the fictional elements), I'm not really knowledgeable about these things but thought it would be interesting to include.
π Setting Below π
Westminster, London, 2018
The Churchill War Rooms
A man enters the basement, archivists doing their work. One man looks towards the new person and approaches, confused about the newcomer.
(Archavist): "Hey, who are you? I don't remember you being here for any other sh-"
He's silenced by a gunshot to the head, multiple people coming in to fire on the group of archavists besides one, a older Badger clutching at his cane. The newcomer removes his hat, showing off a head matted with burn marks, no hair or fur, human, he pulls a mask over his face and takes the Badger's cane, examining it as he approaches a wall, gesturing for his men to get to work, pulling out a battering ram and slamming it into the point the masked figure gestured to.
(Sigmund Aleshire) His voice strained due to the stress. "What are you doing?! There's nothing here to get besides already known public knowledge!"
The masked figure turns to the old Badger, chuckling with a voice coming from an Electrolarynx which is hidden under the mask, as it goes down to his neck.
(???) He'd grab Sigmund by the collar "Oh you foolish old man, you think this knowledge is what I'm after? You know what I'm looking for, and you'll help me get it one way or another."
The masked man would step back, another man would approach, his eyes a fiery red and face also marred with burn marks.
(???) "Blaze, please escort our... Spark out of here, don't harm him though, he's fragile like a Candle flame, don't wanna blow him out."
Blaze would take Sigmund by the back of his collar and haul him away, followed by a few other goons, as the masked figure turns to the wall, which is now broken enough to reach his prize, a safe he opens effortlessly and taking the papers inside, and they leave, only chaos left with no one down there alive... But a woman hiding behind the counter is.
Created Jun 8
Updated Jun 8
Published Jun 8