-Stanton mentioned that this site was about 800 kilometres away.-
Their equipment is busted... the demons let loose some sort of electrical impulse. It fried every camera in the area.
There are other entry points Doctor. All along Brazil.
3... 2... 1... !!
Soldier?!
Nuclear tactical strike unsuccessful, I repeat: nuclear tactical strike unsuccessful!
-The soldier sounds like he's panicking.-
What happened?!
I don't know!! There's just no explosion, and the nuke just got redirected or someth-!!!
Soldier?!
-The soldier, a grown man, sounds like he's sobbing.-
It.. no... he can't be... it's impossible... He's riding the nuke back at uh-uh-usss...
-The soldier continues to choke back sobs.-
Damnit soldier, pull yourself together! What do you mean?!
He just p-pushed the n-nuke up and j-jumped on it... and he's surfing the fucking thing back at us..!
Hang in there soldier... I'm sending backup!
-Several seconds pass in silence as Stanton reaches for a phone. When the soldier speaks again, he has stopped sobbing. His voice has an odd clarity to it.-
Don't bother sir. It's too late for us, and they'd just be killed as well... Impact T-minus 10 seconds.
Damnit soldier, DON'T GIVE UP ON ME!
I'm sorry sir... thank you for trying... I'd just like to say that it's been an honour working under you. You're the best damn commanding officer I ever had.
...
-The sound of a rocket can be heard over the radio.-
I'm sorry I couldn't follow your first order sir... impact T-minus 5... 4... 3.... 2... o-
-All that can be heard now is static.-
...
-Stanton violently slams his fist on the table, looking straight ahead angrily at nothing.-
Damnit all!
NW
Thank you. I'm glad you all like it.
...
Now... we probably have some stuff to talk about, don't we?
In our heart, Mr. Ando will always be a penguin.-Starts eating-
...
-Oh god. Bacon-
-This is a million times better than instant noodles-
-And he let you have some after seeing your wings-
-Fucking bacon-
{You don't deserve this...}
-Tears up a bit-
-Starts wolfing it down-
-Is too busy eating right now-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist....
-beat-
-walks through the door-
Fuck you Washu! People just died and you go around throwing insults then hiding away in your lab! i'll have you know this dumbass is the one who's actually been gathering information while you've been sitting around playing mad scientist. Now If you'll excuse me that demon's probably coming our way! And this dumbass is going to stop it!
-walks back and slams the door-
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850-Looks at Haseo-
Look. I'm no idiot. I'm going to come out and just say it now this time. I can't handle this on my own. I need your help.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Nomming breakfast-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.