Operation Umstürzen: Executive Branch
President Chutpone: Enhancing the security of the government is top priority! We cannot let any more infiltrators kill off more officials!
Secretary of Defense: Excellent, perhaps I can bring the matter to congress???
...and so on like Bonn-o-Tron...
Secret Service: Hey, who’s trying to open the door?
Droid: Thank you, and hire Briktoid Automata today at 1-800-594-2409
It crit-fails however.
Two more suicide droids enter, and set off their bombs.
One bomb fizzles, but the other explodes in a Trattorian soldier’s face. Damn, those Briktoid things really are mass-produced aren’t they?
A Trattorian secret service fires his gun, but instead blasts his own hand off. I would think we trained him better.
Everyone concentrates fire on the fizzled droid and kill it.
President Chutpone takes the Golden Chainsaw off the wall and prepares for combat.
Another droid enters the fray.
It explodes and screams “For All...” I mean, “For Third Alliance!”
Finally, a lesser assassin droid jumps through the door and wastes no time in firing his weapon.
The overkill damage is such that the bullet goes through the officer, into the Attorney General and exiting through the Secretary of Defense.
The mass of Trattorians massacres the assassin droid. One dude crit-fails and collapses from shame.
Result. Happily for us/sadly for TA the bomb fails to go off.
The last bomb droid walks in and prays to the holy robotic vidagame daemons or whatever Briktoids believe in for fortune.
The vidagame daemons answer his prayers and bring such power to his bomb practically every armed man in the room drops to the floor.
An assassin droid and Siri leap in.
The assassin droid takes care of the last capable soldier.
Siri sprints and readies herself for her opportunity. The presidency of Trattoria after I kill this fat bastard!
she thought to herself.
President Chutpone: I’m so sad it has come to this, Siri. You were a faithful and dedicated worker, I’m shocked to see you turn traitor. We will let the Supreme Tribunal decide your fate.
Siri: It’s intelligence director
Siri, for you, not worker! I will let this sword decide your
President Chutpone: You traitors will never win.
Siri: Who said we were the traitors?
After executing the remaining secretaries in the room, she exited to search for the remaining cabinet members. Yes, she thought, her job was far from done, but she had moved one giant, irreversible step forwards. She had crossed the Rubicon.
More importantly though, she worried about the success of her mercenaries. Because if they failed, she couldn’t even imagine what would happen to her...And with that, neither Siri nor the rest of you will find out until I have moar free time, meaning probably summer break
The plus side means that this might mean Operation Umstürzen
becomes a forum battle, but I wouldn't get my hopes up.