That's right.
A breakthrough. A brand new take.
…Had been provided by a guy named… Jake!!!?!
*Lightning flashes.* It's a dark and stormy night, and some kind of philharmonic choir, singing a slow, haunting, mass-like melody plays as the BGM to the scene, before we aurally transition to hearing the soulful serenade sound out from an actual, physical radio that has been conveniently placed in the Police Headquarters, shamelessly and yet satisfyingly adding a deliberate, diegetic depth to the devolving drama…!!!
The camera then slowly strides, giving us a kind of walk-in tour through the dark department until we arrive at today's key destination… a shuttered room, where Jake, a certain CEO and former football captain of Moreton High, is sobbing, head in his hands, whilst Fatteus Slacké, the current Chief Commissioner of the InterPolitzia [a premium position of power in the current country's Police Force, and dressed up with a foreign-sounding name to make it seem cooler than it actually was] - rolls his eyes and curls his lips in disdain …
Pathetic. Utterly Pathetic…
He then dabs the realistic-looking ash of his e-cigarette into his e-cigarette tray (yes, that's right, we need to continue striving to keep the novel PG and family friendly as you know), before sucking in and exhaling out another deep draught, the virtual hit of e-nicotine searing into him with a satisfying smack of stimulation, providing a scuffed solace from his sins… - of which, fairly frankly, there have been many.
Fatteus straightens, although his flab, his flubber, his whale's blubber, jiggles and wiggles, proffering a bizarre visual counterpoint to the whole surreal setup.
"Thank you, Mr… Jake. Your cooperation is most appreciated. You're doing the right thing. Rest assured, you will be rewarded for your service to the People! We, of Imadéis Up, thank you!!!"
Imadéis Up was of course, one of the major powers and players in current international (geo)-politics, a global powerhouse and World leader that had a huge say in determining the potential forward way, and the very future, of Humanity and the Planet itself.
The InterPolitzia, a powerful prong of the Police Force of Imadéis Up, had been desperately digging for dirt on the Dark Rizzard Alliance, and now, finally, with this 'Jake's' willingness to testify, they have their way in…!!!
Ostensibly of course, they had to continue their outward facade of putting down this literally, shady group.
But now! Recently, by a stroke of luck, they had received a Dark Rizzard by the name of Ly Ly into custody… And now, thanks to this bloke with pluck, this young, naïve 'Jake', they now had a potentially potent path to pressure their prisoner, Ly Ly, and in the process…
- to obtain a cut of the undeniable power, profits and influence that the Dark Rizzard Alliance possessed…!!!!!
Of course though, Jake didn't need to know about that, such trivial details that didn't concern him…
It was needless to go into such things, Fatteus reasoned, to himself, reasonably. Needless.
"So, continue. One more time, for the record, Jake." Fatteus put on a flabby air of false kindness as he… folded forward, his rotund rolls rippling outwards like tsunami waves on a previously calm, yet now cursed lake, as he began to fraternize with the frazzled former-fullback in a friendly, fatherly fashion…
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