Tomaster wrote:
AgentBaron wrote:
I've always been very curious of the different faction motivations. Like the coalition just represents your typical military faction, but... why? Who bands together to form the 'Coalition' faction?
People who like vomit green and face masks?
"You almost look like a soldier with that face mask!" Lance said, a smirk on his face.
"Well, hold on one second," Geoff replied. His eyes glinted curiosity as her ventured further into his room.
Geoff emerged moments later, wearing his father's old war helmet. "I have some of his guns from back in the day, too." he mentioned.
"I don't like what you're hinting at, Geoff. I know that look."
"Think about it, Lance! If we can get enough gold from Midas, we'll be able to restore my dog's eyesight!"
Lance shuffled his feet uncomfortably. "We'll be going against entire factions, you know. Armies that don't care whether we live or die."
"Tut, tut, my friend. With your help, it won't matter if I live or die. I have access to the cloning vats."
"But Geoff... Won't we get caught?"
"Security around here is really lax at night. We're in a very docile environment here. Midas is where all the fighting's at."
Lance looked over his shoulder to make sure no one could overhear. Geoff too, in mild paranoia, peered about.
"You're my friend, Geoff," Lance reminded him. "But this is crazy..."
"Just let me do the fighting. I see an opportunity to save Puddles's eyesight, but I can't do it without you. With the cloning vats... Look, Lance. I understand, and I'm not going to force you to do this. I just..."
"It's okay, Geoff... I didn't say I wasn't going to do it. I just said it was crazy."
Geoff looked back at his friend, his eyes damp.
"Let's make more of these face masks for your clones. And let's put some cool shades on you, too. Showing emotion makes you look like a big weenie."
And so the two best friends banded together into what would eventually become a mighty coalition, determined to return to Puddles what nature had taken away.
By the power of science.
