User:Arnout aka The Emperors Angel/RPG/Current Post

Arnout passed the revolting doors, nodding at the robot manning the security checkpoint. “Good morning Oscar. How are we today??”

Oscar didn’t respond, but ran his standard security check. Apparently, Arnout didn’t pass, as Oscars weapon systems came online. Slightly annoyed, Arnout waited for the human guards to show up.

A few seconds later, the guards came running out of the checkpoint. The man on point gave Arnout one look, and lowered his weapon. “Damn it, Mike, I told you to reprogram Oscar! Arnout told us he’d be bringing explosives over for his colleges’ lustrum.”

The security guard named Mike looked at his boss with what could only be described as big puppy eyes. “Sorry, boss. It won’t happen again.” “Humpf. Oscar, stand down. Arnout, what do you have in store for us today?”

“Well, I was asked to keep it low key. We were going for the college initials plus the lustrum, carved into a blast surface, then fill it with a low power charge, that when detonated, creates a dust wave which would then erupt into fire.”

“That sounds like “low key” for you, Arnout.” Mike interrupted. “Yeah, but not when that blast surface is like 10 by 20 meters, and when its 200 metres up in the sky, above the main podium.” Arnout, replied.

The guards laughed. “Yeah, that sounds more like you, Arnout.” “Yeah, now we have two smaller blast surfaces. One on top of the other. On top of one, a huge fireball will erupt, and when it fades, the letters on the other one will start to burn.” Arnout shook his head. “Yeah, I know. Horrible. I hate low key.

Not sure whether Arnout was serious, the guards smiled. “So, what you have there, then?” the boss pointed at Arnout’s bag. “25 meters of det cord, iron rust, aluminium powder, 98% pure sulphuric acid, glass containers, detonators.” “Rust? What you need rust for?” Mike inquired.