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Rampage!

"GRRR! Couldn't he have made himself into something to withstand my attacks? Or changed me back? Or restrained me?! WHY DID HE LET ME EAT HIM?!?!" you bellow. You know in your heart it's your own fault, but you can't help but rant and rave.

"Command," you say to the computer, seemingly of your own accord.

Command: = //l-www.) PLEASE STATE COMMAND. :|||=/||| appears on the monitor.

"Take me to Washington D.C, the White House," you hiss, in a wolfish snarl.

OPERATION: 0383-4750.... DESTINATION? - WHITE HOUSE. APPROXIMATE TIME TIL ARRIVAL? - 0.30.00 HOURS/MINUTES/SECONDS. SIT BACK AND RELAX, AGENT VAN GOYS, the screen types out. You have a fiendishly cunning plan - and, concentrating hard, you turn yourself into a monstrous creature - vaguely human, but eight feet tall, with reptilian skin, an enormous tail, and four arms. You have tight black shorts, adorned with a skull, and your face is a cross between a reptile's and a human's: Completely green and scaly, with reptilian eyes and nose, but of human shape, and with large, spiky ears.

"If I can't take revenge on Van Goys (as I already kind of did that), I'll take revenge on the President!" It seems totally random and ridiculous, but, disguised as an 'Alien', nobody will get in your way - after all, what if there are more 'Aliens', waiting for a command? And even if they DO imprison you - you can just become a butterfly or a snake and easily escape your confinement.

DESTINATION REACHED. OPENING HANGAR, the computer monitor types out. Soon, you are on the lawn of the White House, surrounded by people gawping.


Written by Bender (edited by wanderer)

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