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Zions in ur high school... — Description
...crashin ur events.

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I put a mature content label on this piece because of some questionable word choices. I'm not out to offend anyone (except maybe the operatives for Mech, Zion, EPN, and CYPH) and I'm sorry if certain words in the piece offend you.

I don't talk this in real life, I just read it on a site I found yesterday and Rosi and I were joking about it all day and used it during this live event. The quote to the right of Flood's head came from came from a comic blog that I found highly entertaining:

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This is in response to yesterday's live event for the Merv operatives on the Recursion server of MxO:

"Morpheus, who we'd thought was finally gone, was there...sitting in the chair. I couldn't stop myself from staring in disbelief. Our boss, the Merovingian had said he would be in this place, but a part of me had thought it would be another wild goose chase.

It hadn't taken long to reach the location we would find another simulacrum of Morpheus. Just another ghost that has yet to be swept away into the past.

Our leader, The Merovingian, stood before Morpheus at the desk and spoke with him of things we had all heard a million times since we were woken up from our dream lives. The situation was confusing...hearing things we already knew when we had expected to find something that would help us in our battle against the other organizations.

My partner and captain of my crew, Rosincrantz, stood next to me. Her expression was serious, as it always was on important missions such as these. Most of the other operatives in the room shared her expression, but I could see confusion in some of the others' faces.

What happened next was sudden and frightening. The door leading to our location swung open and a large combination of operatives from the other organizations poured into the room and surrounded us, their guns immediately aimed. There should have been a barrier, blocking all those without the proper built-in code to prove their allegiance to the Merv...somehow it was broken. Or that's what they said.

Gunfire resonated in the air all at once and at Rosincrantz's insistence, I fled from the area while she remained to fight. My heavy boots thudded on pavement after I'd exited the building in the confusion, and I could already make out the glow of a hardline in the distance...

When the bullets hit, I was hardly surprised but extremely annoyed. My RSI collapsed to the ground in a heap and broke down into glittering code to be reconstructed at that hardline I'd seen in the distance.

I frowned, stretching out my reformed body in irritation as I listened to Rosincrantz and my comrades through the radio. A sigh escaped me and I slid down against the hardline's glass wall and watched as several other operatives from all organizations reconstructed in this location. Most returned to the battle, others were hesitant, as I was.

Finally, I heard Rosincrantz's voice through the radio telling me the barrier was operational again and it was all right to return for the rest of the meeting.

Pushing myself up from the ground, I dusted off my pants and headed back for the school. People left over from the fight were milling about the hallways but it was quiet otherwise. This time, I was surprised when the bullets tore through my RSI and I could already feel my body evaporating into that glittering code once more at my will.

I stepped away from the green phone booth and shook my head, pushing the talk button on my radio to inform Rosincrantz of my situation. She was outraged, to say the least, but calmed at the suggestion that another of our friends could recall my RSI inside the barrier.

The familiar pull of the ability around my RSI sent shivers down my spine as I watched my body become transparent and sparkle green with code fragments. I surrendered to the pull and opened my eyes to a room filled with those who chose to remain for the remainder of the meeting.

However, what was left to discuss did not go by smoothly. The loud voices of the opposing operatives flooded the hallway outside the secure room and the P.A. system. Their harsh words and taunts dragged on and on, and it was hard to believ that such childish people were recognized as powerful operatives for the Machines and Zion.

In the end, the meeting ended early and abruptly, without obtaining any obvious information that we needed. I'm sure our leader will be pouring over the memories of what Morpheus had said in attempt to uncover something new that will help us in the fight. However, for most of the organization and myself, it was an awful night that brought nothing but anger and hatred for the opposing forces."

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OMG, I got ganked TWICE. I'm level 33 and I got attacked by two separate level 50's at two separate times *just because* they wanted to crash our event. WTH!! I don't go around ganking them and crashing *their* events.

It really *really* put it into perspective why no other MMO holds live events.

Way to effing ruin my first live event in two months, guys. Thanks, Zion and Machines.

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Matrix/MxO & Flood, Merovingian, Persephone, Malphas, Ookami, Effectuator, and Twins (c) WB

Rosincrantz (c) ~SydneyPrimal

Guildinstern (c) Me

Toluca (c) Toluca