The two men strode through the hallway of the skyscraper, seemingly intent on reaching a certain room of it. They spoke along the way;

"Look, this is finally going to be our counter to that damn Nintendo's stupid Super Smash Brothers. This our chance to be richer then that show-off, Shigeru Miyamoto. Dumb bitch."

"I dunno man....I'm kinda ready to be done with programming video games..."

"Shut up, you've been saying that since MGS1."

"I dunno man, I've got a bad feeling about this...."

"Stop being such a pussy, Hideo."

They had apparently reached their destination as one of the men stopped in front of the door. The door was marked with DO NOT ENTER signs all over it, but that didn't deter the men, one of whom flashed a card, in front of the doorknob.

"Password?"

"Jesus, I didn't know doors could talk!"

"Don't you ever watch sci-fi? Password....600 *bleep*ing dollars, bitch!"

The door then swung open, as the men entered. The room appeared to be...completely empty.

"You want me to program your party game with nothing?"

"Not nothing Hideo. See, the Playstation 5 will run completely on virtual reality software...and I want YOU to program it!"

"Virtual...reality....oooh..."

The man called "Hideo" seemed to be in a state of bliss as the other man left and said,

"I'll have the software shipped in, and I want you to keep me updated on your progress!"

"Will do Mr. Kutaragi!"



It was finally done. With the devastating defeat of the PlayStation4 to the Z-Box 900, and the Nintendo WEEEE!!! Sony needed a winner now more then ever. And their perennial golden goose had one last egg to lay. As Ken Kutaragi hurried down to the top secret "VR" room, he was almost shivering with anticipation at his new winner. He got to the door...used his key...said the password. The door swung open and standing there grinning at him was Hideo Kojima.

"Well...I here you have a demo ready?"

"Absolutely...CUE URBAN CENTER"

The men both gasped as they were seemingly dropped into the middle of a bustling city, complete with pedestrians, street vendors, even those weird people in all leather.

"It's...amazing!"

"I know...this is just one level. And hidden all throughout this level, are 35 Sony characters!"

"This is going to make me so much money!" Kutaragi said as he rubbed his palms together. Unfortunately for him, Hideo Kojima had programmed the game to be a little too real.

****

Across the street, a parking garage stood. A bald headed man drove behind the wheel of a completely unremarkable hatchback. He drove into the parking garage and stopped at the guard station. A portly parking guard ambled out and asked him "Parking pass please?"

The bald headed man responded "Sure, right here." and handed over a piece of paper.

The guard looked at it and replied "Sir, this is a city ma-"



One silenced pistol shot later, and the guard had nothing but a hole in between his eyes. The man drove on, up until the top floor, where he parked his car, before grabbing a golf bag, and climbing up to the roof. He unpacked his golf bag incredibly quickly, and stood in his suit, sniper rifle in hand. He then crouched down...took aim...



Two perfect headshots as both of Sony's figureheads collapsed to the ground, dead. The man let out a remorseless chuckle before breaking down his rifle, putting it back in his golf bag, and leaving the same way he came.

****

Down on the streets, it was bedlam, as everyone ran and screamed for cover, except for a select few, who ran and tried to help the two dead figureheads, but to no avail. One of them cursed as he walked away from the bodies, and lit up a cigarette. However, it wasn't all peace and quiet for long, as some more people walked through the crowd, laughing and clapping. The cigarette smoking man confronted them and angrily asked "What're you laughing at, huh?"

The leader of the group looked at him for a moment before responding; "The 80's called they want their haircut back. Actually, the reason I'm here is to offer you and your pals an ultimatum. Either leave this city, or fall under our rule."

The mulleted smoker laughed before whipping a pistol out from his belt and brandishing it threateningly; "I think you're going to want to leave now."

Laughing again the elder man said "I thought I made you an offer you couldn't refuse." He then backed away with his comrades, but one thing was for sure.

There was going to be a war.
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The Blode is dead. He was: Hideo Kojima: Sony Aligned Stealth Game Innovator and Overeager Game Programmer
Pedigree is dead. He was: Ken Kutaragi: Sony Aligned Father of the PlayStation
Trend is dead. He was Ernie: Individually Aligned Fat, Incompetent Parking Guard

This message was edited by The Blode on Jul 26 2008.

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This message was edited by The Blode on Jul 27 2008.

well... where do we start...?

where is trend to give us mafia members

Usually Blode, I don't laugh much at your comedy, but I must admit that this

"Password....600 *bleep*ing dollars, bitch!"

was class.

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The hell am I doin' in this game? Haha.

Consider this my death post.

EDIT - I EDITED, WATCHA GUN' DO NAO?!

Hey pedigree... why so serious?

lol... sorry it is late and i have been working all day

"The Canadian Guy"? Honestly Blode, I like when you call me Hazbert. Dunno why. :\

That was at Pedigree, not you Hazbert.

i am guessing we are staring the discussion in the morning lol... since it seems everyone is sleeping