The War of Each Against All

[Karina Bassarov]

Um... in jail I believe. She makes a hiccup sound and laughs some more. She finishes off the blunt and throws it out the window without any concern of getting caught.To her, jail is like going to school. You may not like the time, but you have to do it. She tries to focus on Frank but her head is all swimmy. She smiles wide... like an idiot. Whatever. You have to be gay. When a girl shows goods, your supposed to LOOK. She opens her eyes wide for emphasis then giggles some more.

[Frank Richardson]

"I'm not gay, I'm just polite. I think it's rude to stare at a chick you don't even know." Frank said, finishing his blunt and doing much the same thing. He finishes off the vodka and tosses it in the trash.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Yes, that is a problem. The reason why Iris was even created was because Red Infinity didn't trust Erika. They were afraid of Zwei. From what I heard, Erika was supposed to be the operator of Little Sister."

[Freak Boy]

"I heard about that - wasn't it in the files that Huey left you? Huey... I always liked him... great Socialist leader. Revolutionary Suicide was a great book too." Freak Boy says, starting to get off track slightly but catching himself.

"Anyway, I guess you're right about Erika not being the bad guy... d**n, I should really write a book based off my experiences just within the few months I've been here - but draw it out over a period of a few years so it's believable." Freak Boy says with a laugh.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"You could do that, good books can move people." Bassarov replies.

[Karina Bassarov]

Karina just smiles. She gets up and stomps on another board. She hit the wrong one and the bookcase in the cornor drew away to show all her weapons. She has her fair collection of M16's,AK's, 9mm's, Greaser's, Sniper Rifles and a huge box of Wooley grenades. She looks up and shakes her head before stomping the board again. The bookcase returns. She hits another board and the couch flips over. More bottles are set out under glass in the couch. Well, if you say so. Hehehe... man where were you last week? I was bummed man... like yeah. Karina is so gone. Drunk and high doesn't describle what she is right now.

[Freak Boy]

"Yeah. Speaking of which, I got alot of work done on The Red Beast last night and was wondering if you were up to writing the introduction to it?" Freak Boy said, pulling out the rough manuscript of The Red Beast. "It's a rough draft, but that should be the basic mold for what it'll become. Just in case you're interested."

[Frank Richardson]

"I was in the Ministry of Terror last week." Frank replies in that same out of it tone. "So... whatcha wanna do now?"

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Sure, I can get started on that right away. Give me the manuscript and I will have the introduction done by morning."

[Karina Bassarov]

Karina just looks at Frank suggestively. Finally, she answers. I don't know. What do you want to do?

[Valodya Bassarov]

Basssarov takes the rough draft and heads to his room.
"I'll see what I can come up with. Remember to get your 12 hrs of sleep!"
He flashes a smile and heads to his room with the book.


(I'm getting offline)

[Freak Boy]

Freak Boy hands Bassarov the manuscript. It's not all that long, considering Bassarov reads Dostoevsky. About the length of that book by Louis Sachar, Holes.

Unlike most of Freak Boy's works, The Red Beast doesn't have much ranting, if any at all. It sticks to the plot and doesn't drag out.

It's about a team of scientists who are trying to develop the perfect soldier. In their attempts to do this, they try everything from super steroids to radiation treatments. One of the results seems very promising, becoming a near invincible man.
However, the subject soon begins developing strange side affects. Thick, hard, red skin - cat-like eyes and night vision. Eventually he becomes this horrid monster with red Godzilla-ish skin, yellow claws and a long spiked tail. As he continues to mutate, the doctors can't, or won't, do anything to help him. Eventually he begins losing what remains of his human mentality and begins turning into a literal monster. Finally, as the last stages of mutation, he grows to gigantic proportions and goes on a rampage. He, coincidentally, destroys and levels every city that was a major battle site in the revolution.

The man who leads the task force of scientists who plan to bring down the Red Beast is named Melor Davidovich Bassarov. He's our main character; Melor.

Marx
Engels
Lenin
October
Revolution

Davidovich is, of course, taken from Trotsky's middle name and the Bassarov last name is an obvious reference which needs no explanations from me.

Nothing seems to be able to stop The Red Beast until it is tricked into falling into a volcano. It ends with a rather clear message;

"And so, The Red Beast finally fell. But, it would never truly be gone. Yes, it had uttered one final cry as it fell into the molten lava of the Earth, destroyed by the very men who created him, but the memory of this beast - this Red Beast, would always haunt the Earth, sending the fowl shadow of destruction over it's people.

"The Red Beast would serve as a reminder. A harsh reminder that when man plays God, be it in a position of government power or simply behind a lab in some far off ministry, monsters are born. Even the most promising idea can become a Red Beast.

"Nature has a way sometimes of reminding Man of just how small he is. She occasionally throws up the terrible offspring's of our pride and carelessness, as to remind us how puny we really are. Puny in the face of a tornado, an earthquake... or a Red Beast.

"The reckless ambitions of Man are often dwarfed by their dangerous consequences. For now, the Red Beast - that strangely innocent and tragic monster - has gone to earth. Whether he returns, or is never again seen by human eyes, the things he has taught us remain in plain site... When man plays God, monsters are born."

Freak Boy sighed... there was no way he was getting 12 hours of sleep, so why bother trying. Still, he had to make Bassarov at least THINK he was going to try and sleep.

"Don't worry, I will, Bassarov." Freak Boy says. As soon as the door to Bassarov's room closes, Freak Boy pulls out his laptop and an energy drink, beginning his brainstorming process to start a new book.

(d**n! Right when I finish typing that. Sorry it took so long, but I put a lot of thought into the ending. heh.)

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

After playing DDCR for several hours, a game of risk which involved large pieces of furniture learning how to take flight, we're on to our hopefully last game, scrabble.

"d**nit Julia, doubleplusgood is NOT a real word." I say, slamming my fist onto the scrabble board, sending the letters of her made up word flying into the air.

[Frank Richardson]

Frank sees that look on her face and gives her the same look. "I don't know, what do you wanna do?" he asks in the same tone she did.

[Yuber]

Yuber looked over a few reports on Cassinda's condition, and then flick a switch on his desk.
"Virgil!" He bellowed into the small microphone next to the switch. "Get in here quick, I need something done, and your just the thing for the job."
It was by far a command, but it wasn't a request by far. Yuber needed to solve this Hera thing quick, before Red Infinity noticed the fact that a few lists had been shift around slightly.
Hera probably thought right this instant, that she was to be purge, and she wouldn't be hard to find, for Virgil at least. Virgil was the perfect thing for the job, too. He couldn't wait.