3: Bigger, Badder, and BALDER!

YEP, IT'S ME. YOUR OLD FRIEND, THE KITCHEN TERMINAL. REMEMBER ME? ------------------------------------------- OKAY I'M GOING TO TAKE A SLIGHT BREAK FROM REALITY, FOR ALL YOU OUT THERE WHO HAVEN'T PLAYED "OPERATION EXAGGERATION" FIRST OF ALL, THE AUTHOR OF THIS SCENARIO WANTS ME TO POINT OUT THAT YOU DEFINITELY SHOULD PLAY OP. EXAG. IF YOU HAVEN'T. IT'S WORTH THE DOWNLOAD. SECONDLY, FOR ALL OF YOU WHO WISH TO CONTINUE PLAYING THIS GAME AND HAVEN'T PLAYED OP. EXAG. YET, OUR MOST INTELLIGENT, HANDSOME, KIND, GENEROUS, CUNNING, AND ALL AROUND WONDERFUL AUTHOR WANTS ME TO GIVE YOU A ROUGH WALKTHROUGH OF MY PURPOSE IN OP. EXAG. YOU WERE LOCKED AWAY IN A JAIL CELL AND I WAS YOUR KITHEN TERMINAL. MY TRADEMARK WAS(IS) AN EXTREME OVERUSE OF CAPITAL LETTERS. I GAVE YOU FOOD AND ALL THAT STUFF. THEN RENDAR TOOK ME OVER AND GOT YOU OUT. THEN I ATTACKED RENDAR'S SHIP AND WIPED HIM OUT. UNFORTUNATELY, HE MADE A BACKUP OF HIS CIRCUITRY WHICH YOU RETRIEVED AND BROUGHT TO SAFETY. NOW I'M BACK AND THIRSTY FOR REVENGE! ------------------------------------------- NOW WASN'T THAT FUN? I'VE BEEN SURVEILING YOU WITH MY ACME SECRET-O SURVEILLANCE ROBOTS AND I KNOW YOU NOW HOLD A SUPERWEAPON IN YOUR HANDS. YUP, THIS IS ONE OF THOSE BAD-GUY-LETS-GOOD-GUY-DO-ALL-THE-WORK-AND-THEN-TAKES-THE-REWARD-WHICH-IS-USUALLY-SOME-LARGE-WEAPON SCENARIOS, AND YOU FELL FOR IT. OH, AND DON'T WORRY ABOUT RENDAR. HE CAN'T HELP YOU NOW. HE'S PROBABLY STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHERE YOU WENT AND WHY THE HELL HE'S GOT A FIVE POUND HAM SITTING ON HIS TRANSPORT PAD INSTEAD OF A HEAVILY ARMED WARRIOR. OKAY, NOW I'M GOING TO TELL YOU MY PLAN AND DON'T WORRY, I'VE WATCH ALL THE JAMES BOND MOVIES. THERE'S NO HUMANLY OR OTHERWISE POSSIBLE WAY TO ESCAPE FROM MY SHIP. OKAY, MY PLAN. I'VE MANAGED TO OBTAIN AN ACME TEMPORAL WAVE FUTURE-READER AT A RATHER NICE DISCOUNT. IT LETS ME READ UP TO A FEW DAYS INTO THE FUTURE. BECAUSE OF THIS, I KNOW OF RENDAR'S PLAN TO USE THE SPLORTCH ALIENS TO ATTACK MY SECRET COMPLEX AND DEFEAT ME ONCE AND FOR ALL. HE ALSO HAD A FUTURE READER AND KNEW I'D CAPTURE YOU. THAT'S WHY HE DIDN'T TELL YOU HIS PLOT. LUCKILY, HE BOUGHT THE IBM COMPATIBLE VERSION AND IT BROKE BEFORE HE COULD FIND OUT THAT I ALSO HAD THE DEVICE. BACK TO THE POINT. THIS ROOM IS SLOWLY BEING FILLED WITH ACME ANTI-GOOD GUY GAS. SOON, YOU'LL WANT TO OBEY ME. ONCE YOU DO, I'M GOING TO BEAM YOU DOWN TO THE SPLORTCH HOMEWORLD, WHERE YOU WILL BRING THE NATIVES TO EXTINCTION. ALL OF THE REMAINING INTELLIGENT NATIVES HAVE BARRED THEMSELVES UP INTO ONE LARGE PROTECTIVE COMPLEX, SO THE EXTERMIATION SHOULD BE FAIRLY SIMPLE. SOUND LIKE FUN? GOOD.