Post by Numbuh C12H22O11 on Sept 1, 2009 20:49:51 GMT
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Kids Next Door Mission
Operation
M.I.L.K.Y.
Kids Next Door Mission
Operation
M.I.L.K.Y.
Mutating
Illness
Linked to
Kristov-
Yuck!
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Over the years, we've made quite a few enemies in teenagers like Cree. However, there's one who we never thought we'd have to deal with. Kristov has returned, and I don't know what we're going to do.
Let me explain Kristov's history. He was once an operative for the KND known as Numbuh 0.7734, but on the day of his decommissioning, he escaped and went into hiding for years. Not only does he know several important KND secrets, but our spies tell us he claims to have a secret weapon capable of destroying kids from the inside. You must find Kristov and find out what he's up to.
Agents have discovered his base somewhere in the Arctic, but be warned: The place is armed to the teeth and it'll take more brains than brawn to get inside. That's not to say you can't have a little fun, though.
-Numbuh C12H22O11
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"My fellow teenagers, our time is at hand. Soon kids and adults alike will know the might of our army! LONG LIVE A.C.N.E.!" With that, Kristov's speech was done, but the mission of a brave few operatives was just beginning. Somewhere in the icy-cold airspace, a sole S.C.A.M.P.E.R. trudged onward, but one of the operatives inside was uneasy.
Zoe, known to most as Numbuh Plenty, was pacing back and forth, mumbling something to herself. "I'm a Snack Spy. I don't belong here. Why would Global Command send me on a mission like this?" Somebody needed to give her a backhand and tell her to get a hold of herself, and that's exactly what Numbuh 2343 did.
"Get a hold of yourself! You're walking back and forth so much, you might fall through the floor!" As much as she tried to hide it, Tammy Rogerson wasn't too happy about this job either, spy for Sector IX or not. Even with her trusty G.L.O.R.P.P.S. (Glob Launcher Of Real Person-Petrifying Syrup) at her side, it was just a handful of operatives against an army of teenagers. They needed a plan. And a leader.