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[agentthompson]

For everyone who already hasn't seen Revolutions (sheesh, it's been out for more than 12 hours, people!) then I suggest you go see it. Unfortunately, yours truly isn't in it, but it was quite satisfying to see Smith whine like a little baby. It was also quite satisfying to see that there were no ridiculous bare-butt scenes in this one like the last

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[agent_jackson]

I just watched it to see Smith get his ass kicked.

Same with The Anomaly.

Both kicked each other's ass.

Great free entertainment. Worth my time taking over the usher's body and grabbing a seat.

Shame we weren't featured though...

[turtleface]

it was live action manga.

technically you guys were there, though. in smith form, but you were still there.

is it really necessary to take over everyones body? i mean if you already got one, why dont you just sit? you could always blast your way in, i'd think that be more satisfying anyway. blood and entrails strewn about the place; that way, no one else would be in the theater and you can turn your cell phone on and make fun of the movie.

[agent_jackson]

I shudder to think what Smith did while he took me over.

Well, guns blazing, blood and entrails are great, but body hopping is so much more fun!

Sometimes, when we get sick of "Dodge This!", we play LeapPod!, where we jump into Matrix hosts by Pod number.

You end up hopping all over the "world". One minute Alaska, the next Jamaica!

Of course Thompson ended up in a host in Jamaica holding not a Desert Eagle, but a "fat blunt", and we didn't hear from him for an hour.

I jumped in just in time outside the house - into the pizza delivery boy's outfit - he'd ordered fifteen Deep Pan pizzas, two garlic breads and six bottles of Mountain Dew.

And he also hired the stripper(/don't want to know) who was standing behind me.

Oddly enough his choice looked a lot like Trinity(go figure).

You can guess how pissed off the Boss was.

[agent_jackson]

(Well, after we kicked back for like eight hours with the entertainer...)

[turtleface]

yea yea, you male sentient programs are all the same. with the body hoppin and shooting with the sex and the ... that's quite attractive, actually. nm.

[turtleface]

and you know that smith was hella like touchin your bodies and jumping off roofs, and 'accidentally' throwing your bodies into buses.

[agent_jackson]

::grins, gun drawn, and strikes an Agenty pose.::

It's good work if you can find it.

[turtleface]

how did the likes of you get mixed up in an organization like that?

[agent_jackson]

A drunken bet one night at a bar.

Next day I wake up and (BOOM!) I'm in the Agency.

What the hell did I drink/how much did I drink to end up here?

[turtleface]

So it just kinda stuck, huh? Maybe it was a dance with destiny...the skank on the corner, right?

[agent_jackson]

The Woman In Red?

::nods slowly.::

Yep.
She didn't say much.

::grins.::

Was FUN though.

[turtleface]

Wow, y'all are fragged up.

[agent_jackson]

More than meets the eye.

By day we kick ass and take names.

By night...well, that's Agency Confidentiality.

[turtleface]

Does the Agency pay for entertainment, too? Business meetings at Centerfolds? The new Agency supervisor wears only a tie and sunglasses? And instead of supervising her department she has sex with you? Afterhour poker games?

[agent_jackson]

All that and a bag o' computer chips!

The lunches at Hooters ROCK.

::adjusts tie.::

Ahem. Did I say Hooters? I meant "Le Cafe".

[turtleface]

Uh huh.

Well the corporation I work for is more of an indentured servitude. I caught some virus that made me spew out of both ends and they whipped me until I finished plowing the cotton fields.