Category:You've Been Reactivated
Dear Customer,
FLIGHT NUMBER AA452
ELECTRONIC 131597977
DATE & TIME / JANUARY 22, 2012, 12:52 PM
ARRIVING / Little Rock
TOTAL PRICE / 422.25 USD
"American Airlines" sends you confirmation for a ticket never ordered,
to a place you'd never go,
and you think you've been reactivated...
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A
- A beat-up white van pulls over and offers you a ride out to the next state
- A car arrives for you the very next day
- A crop duster plane drops a box with a small parachute from above
- A knock at the door, looking at the peephole you see a pizza guy...BUT YOU DID NOT ORDER PIZZA
- A mechanical voice on the other end of the line recites your mission orders to you
- A new email flashes on your screen
- A Squirrel Agent signals from your back yard
- All of your senses come into perfect focus and you remember that you've been to this farm before
- An elderly gentleman sits next to you on the bus and strikes up a conversation
- An elderly woman sits next to you on the bus and strikes up a conversation
- As soon as you think you've got the device working, it starts to malfunction and you begin to lose it again
G
H
I
- If you didn't know any better, you'd swear the files were printed recently
- In nite you see dreamtime
- In order to be a little fitter for the mission, you come up with a rigorous exercise program
- It seems there are no coincidences in this line of work
- It seems to suggest coordinates for longitude and latitude
- It seems to suggest nothing to you and you had a hard enough time memorizing the second number
- It starts to get very cold outside, making you wish you'd planned better for this phase of the mission
- It turns out it was a newspaper delivery woman, making her early morning rounds
N
O
P
S
- Search the pockets of the suit
- Shoot a squirrel in your back yard to try the gun out
- Some beers some shooting, you should be make to deadly accurately in no time
- Someone called the cops to report a thief prowling around the neighbourhood
- Someone tries to steal the box from you as you head out
- Start walking the direction of Little Rock
- Steal a motorcycle to ride there
T
- Take the computer to one of those data recovery specialists down the block
- The awful spam just keeps coming in, each new one worse than the last, driving you crazy
- The blaze spreads across the entire neighbourhood and causes total pandemonium
- The box of mothballs and heavy plastic wrapping protected everything pretty well
- The bus is completely empty for the entire ride, all save for you and the driver
- The bus is completely full for the entire ride, forcing you to stand
- The bus seems to take forever to get where it is going
- The coin slot on this phone has been packed up with tar and gum
- The driver doesn't offer you any smoke but you really, really wish he would
- The farm is abandoned and you decide to make it your temporary HQ for this mission
- The insect is the poison, and this powder is the cure
- The Loop-De-Lupe bus arrives on schedule at all its stops, quite uncharacteristically
- The only reasonable explanation is that all of this has been planted recently
- The only reasonable explanation is that you've been transported backward in time
- The owners of the farm are waiting for you when you pull in
- The phone cuts out as soon as you are on the line with an A.A. agent
- The suit is damp and moldy, the files are completely ruined
- The suit is fine, put it on and preen yourself up in front of the mirror
- There is a knock at the motel room door, startling you
- There is only red, but when you come to there is a hostage tied up in the back seat
- There's a phone ringing in the branches of that tree
- There's only mouse eaten fragments in here
- They fight back, hard, and you get your ass handed to you
- This is Not your suit!
- Time to melt down the old silverware collection and make yourself a protective helmet
- Trade a kid your gun and remaining ammo for a slingshot
U
W
- Wait those numbers must be some kind of code
- Wake up chained and naked in a tarp walled dwelling of the homeless Man
- Watching you
- Welcome to Porn Spam Hell
- Where did all the money in your bank account go?
- Why is your hard drive suddenly full of kiddie porn?
- Wipe your hard drive re-install everything and try again
- Wkywk
Y
- Yes! Little Rick Rockaway must be your contact!
- You abandon your target practice and go to inspect the box
- You admire your besuited self in the mirror
- You almost immediately forget all the numbers you've tried to remember
- You are afraid to steal a suit so you buy one cheap from a Mollkin
- You are immediately caught by the police and arrested for arson
- You are so classy that you get mugged and have all your money stolen
- You ask a fellow passenger where you are and he tells you it is clearly Chinatown
- You ask Chi-ci-cli about secret squirrel weapon caches
- You ask the cashier to explain what in-store activation entails
- You attempt to turn the damaged computer back on
- You book an appointment with the first shrink you find in the yellow pages
- You break down into tears, fearing that you've already blown the assignment
- You bundle up and head off to the local outlet store to jack your new suit
- You call ahead to make sure that he's around and can help
- You call for window repairs in the morning and make plans to buy a new computer
- You call in a tip that one of your local enemies burnt the place down
- You can get plenty of guns at DishMart
- You can't bring yourself to steal a suit, no matter how you rationalise it
- You can't carry a unregistered gun with an unknown history, so you decide to buy a new one
- You can't come up with a good plan so you just start to run toward the town limits
- You can't sleep, so you just drink, and drink, and wait
- You chalk it up to collateral damage and get back to the mission
- You check into a motel near the bus station and wait out the next few days
- You check the change return for any loose coinage
- You check the information against news articles and local classifieds
- You cock up and get your ass to Little Rock for the mission
- You come to your senses and realise that you need the computer to get the flight data
- You confess to everything and plan to plead insanity to get off
- You continue to flip through the channels, looking for something in English to watch
- You continue to review the encrypted pages, eventually coming across an unencrypted drug report
- You convince yourself that where you got the gun doesn't matter
- You crawl into the dirty bed and watch some Mexican soap opera on the television
- You decide that having all this information down on paper is a bad idea
- You decide that stealing someone else's phone would be an even better idea
- You decide that there is no point in worrying about the suit
- You decide that they cleverly never sent you a ticket, just the time and location for the mission
- You decide that this calls for a celebration and check yourself into a top-flight downtown hotel
- You decide that you cannot stay in this motel and quickly leave to find better accommodations
- You decide that you must an Uglavarian secret agent
- You decide that you'd better make the call from a pay phone
- You decide that you'll steal your next door neighbour's mobile phone
- You decide to be intensely jovial and kind with everyone so they don't suspect you are an agent
- You decide to do some research into insecticides before you experiment any further
- You decide to let all this agent stuff air out before you dig around any more
- You decide to review the files, but they're all encrypted
- You determine that you'll have to steal a new suit before you leave
- You did not tell him that you owned a Don Pedro suit
- You disarm the two clerks immediately and take Pedro hostage
- You do not have insurance coverage for psychiatric care so you'll have to learn to cope with your agent delusions
- You don't bother to call ahead, just rush yourself and the box over
- You don't ever come out of the coma
- You don't have anything to do for the next several days
- You explain the mission and ask Chi-ci-cli if he has any further instructions
- You fall asleep behind the desk and wake up somewhere new
- You fall asleep listening to a jazz album and have long, heady dreams
- You fall asleep reading the paper and wake up somewhere new
- You fall asleep watching the Mexican soap opera, inspiring curious dreams
- You fear you've suffered a nervous break so soon into the mission
- You feel ashamed of yourself for degrading yourself with even the thought of stealing someone's phone
- You feel that you may need to talk to someone about the agent delusions
- You feel that you've let down the agency by failing to properly store your equipment
- You figure it is that simple, and prepare to go to Little Rock by bus
- You figure that you had better smoke up before you worry about translating the note
- You figure that you remember the instructions and were going to burn the place down anyway
- You figure that you'll need a temporary pay-as-you-go phone for this mission
- You file a new serial number back onto the gun - a random one
- You file an insurance claim for the damages, arguing that temporary insanity should be covered
- You find a nice alley squat to rest in for a while, hoping to start fresh after a nap
- You find a strange device on the bed-side table
- You forget all about the noise outside and get back to making preparations
- You forget to remove the USB drive from your computer and it destroys everything
- You get a baseball bat and go outside to finish the wrecking job
- You get a nostalgic feeling, though you do not remember any past missions, and decide to review the files
- You get a strange voice mail
- You get angry when the ticket doesn't open and you can't fucking print it, the piece of shit
- You get completely hammered on this good bourbon and stop worrying about the mission
- You get confused when the ticket doesn't open and try to contact American Airlines
- You get distracted and wind up listening to old records all day
- You get distracted from the moment of confusion by a squirrel that seems to be following you
- You get out of bed and examine your surroundings, carefully looking out for cameras or traps
- You get sick of all these questions and try to fight your way out of police custody
- You get this strange feeling that you're making all this agent stuff up
- You get your gun and make sure it is cleaned, oiled, and loaded
- You get your gun and wait outside in front for the red car to pass by again
- You give up trying to come up with any reasonable explanation for this discrepancy
- You give yourself an inspirational speech and pull yourself together
- You go around town, taking care of loose ends
- You go around town, tying up all the loose ends
- You go back to the farmhouse to check out the inside
- You go into the bathroom and start to feel around your head, trying to find the bug
- You go out and rent "Rocky Balboa" at the local video store
- You go out and start scouring the streets for a pay phone
- You go out to run some errands and see the red car parked down the street
- You go straight over to the park to where you sometimes stop and feed the pigeons
- You go through an old Sears catalogue and decide which style you're going to jack from the local store
- You go through the drawers, looking for notes or clues as to what happened in the motel room
- You go to a tailor and have a new suit made custom for you
- You go to the goodwill and pick through their suits for something better
- You go to the nearest corner store to get a pay-as-you-go phone
- You hang up and freak out, knowing your cover has been blown
- You have a little time to kill, so you linger in the airport shops
- You have dreams of uncovering a conspiracy of homeless agents who secretly run the world
- You have managed to get through to a human operator in all your raging and accidental number pressing
- You hear on the radio that Hasterson is being held in police custody
- You hear on the radio that Hasterson was quickly released from custody after it turned out he had an alibi
- You hear some noises outside in the back and rush over to check it out
- You hear wrong and think that they said 'counter-agent', causing you to hang up abruptly
- You hesitate and aren't sure what the correct response is
- You hit a story in the Monday paper about Little Rick Rockaway, a local musician
- You hitch-hike out of town, figuring you can take a bus from somewhere safely outside local jurisdiction
- You hope that no one will notice how horrible a job you've done on the suit
- You immediately answer "Free 'til dead"
- You immediately go and find your old brown suit that you put away in storage
- You immediately make the call to the automated airline help-desk
- You inflict wounds on yourself to honour the hummingbird until you pass out from blood loss