Another Day in The Office by Darkness_Adobe "Wilco, how many times do I have to tell you?" "Sir, I was just asking." "I'm tired of this Wilco, one more peep and you'll be stuck in those Anime Shoots again!" Roger looked at his boss with puppy dog eyes and walk off. He lunge through the hall of cubes, all containing some star or deadbeat. It was like a maze, a really big one with different traps of some sort. Like the old mail woman that talked for hours or that secretary that could make a black hole blush. All the way at the end was Roger's desk, near his pal Larry. They might as well stuff him in the basement to do his work. Problem was that Roger had no work; all he did was sit there and get yelled at by a nasty robot that guarded the water cooler. When Roger got to his desk, there was mail as high as his...toe. Still nonetheless, Roger knew it was one of his thousands of fans writing him a letter. He slowly opened it, but ripped it sharply when Larry tugged on Roger's pants. "Hey, look at this hotty! Man if I could..." Roger's eyes lit up as he saw the screen. He worked with her once, back in the old days. Then the spark left Roger's body as Robin Hood stuck his "I'm such an Hero" face in the mix. Between a short, balding, loser, and a wanna be Roger felt foreboding. He went back to the letter; opening it ever so slowly a turtle would have a heart attack. It was nice and pink. "Wow, this must be a secret lover!" Roger said to himself. It read: DUE TO PROBLEMS OUT OF OUR CONTROL, YOU HAVE BEEN LAID OFF. SORRY FOR ANY INCONVIENCE, AND THE HORRID DEATH YOU WILL SUFFUR, BUT IT WAS YOUR OWN FAULT. AS YOU READ THIS DEATH SQUADS ARE DEPOLYED. ESCAPE FROM SIERRA IS IMPOSSIBLE RESISTENCE IS DEATHALUCIOUS. ENJOY! The sudden rumbling told Roger's brain to run, as he did so. The building began to crack under pressure, Roger had seen this before. A Mr. Freeman was laid off at one time, sad thing too, he was just done with this great gig in Mexico when they slipped it to him. Too horrid to even imagine, but it sums down to a lot of Sea Monkeys and steroids.The entrance doors slammed shut and seemed to be bolted. Roger got about 2 feet until he slipped on a banana peel. Cate Archer looked surprise and helped Roger up, but seeing death squads about she quickly ducked for cover. Roger didn't notice the rocket flying toward his head. "Oh look a dime!" Roger bent over and the rocket grazed Roger's rear. To return the favor he patted Cate's bottom, and in return she slapped him in the face. Swarms of death goons flooded around the burnout ex-adventurer. An explosion blew out a wall near by. Roger darted out toward the opening to find a company truck. Inside there was buttons galore, each one labeled for the lesser people. Of course Roger was not considered apart of the lesser peoples that would be giving him too much credit. Laser beams stained the lot as Roger fiddled with the controls. "Ah this must be the button!" The words Don't Touch mustn't register to our friendly hero. The truck began to ride at a fast speed, then became extremely fast. One word though crossed Roger's mind. The red words STOP amused Roger in the frantic state so he pressed the button below it. The car came to a complete halt and ejected Roger into the deepness of the ugly side of the universe. Slug floated through the galaxy as Roger tried running in space. Quite hard to since of the lack of gravity, but hey there's a first time for everything. Roger could feel that he was losing his breath and tried to run toward a planet. 5 seconds later, Roger was dead. For many years Roger had been in some dangerous stuff, but most of the time it was all set up. Only in the last year had he heard his life story was planned since Space Quest 1. I guess just so he knew before he kicked the bucket. Roger cloning was taking place soon after that yet the project was cancelled or to be more spfc(Space Quest Fan Correct) held off. "Whew, someone put on the heat in here or something!" "Welcome Roger." "How'd you know my name?" "We've been watching you Roger." "Hey I could sue you for stalking and then finally get that..." "Oh shut up you idiot. If you haven't figured out yet, you?re dead. Also you will stay dead until you help us. Which in helping us will give you a new chance at living." "So you're god right? I got some questions like when will I..." "I'm not god you stupid mortal, I'm nothing but the power of the universe." "Uhuh so where's my candy?" "Sigh, how about you take some notes or something." "Now have your pen or pencil ready, as we speak millions of people are getting wiped off by the evil Vohuik, brother of Vohual. You know sorta like the redneck relative you want to keep away from. We need you to take this hick out!" "Ummm, I don't think so." "Why the hell not?" "It's not real you know, all set up. I never killed no body." "Oh please, don't tell me that crap. I'm the power of the universe, knower of all, master of time and space and you say I don't know?" "Ok, if a man is alone in the woods and no ones there is he still wrong?" "Now that goes over my powers friend. Well unless you want to go through ancient proverbs, I'd say yes to my mission and get on with it." "Ahhh! Ok Ok, just don't start talking in Chinese." In a snap Roger was blasted into the unknown, having no a clue on what will happen.