Scientist: so we're doomed... So what? At least we tried.
Foundation: if you could not be sarcastic about us all dying that would be great thanks.
Foundation: Now... It's not looking great. Hey at least my rift-rifle is still in here... That could be useful I guess.
Scientist: yeah against Slone. Who has access to Geno who has access to the zero point.
Foundation: ugh. Your right...What should we do?
Scientist: your the boss... You tell me
(Scientist says sitting down picking up the newspaper origin was reading)
Scientist: was uh. Origin reading this?
Foundation: yeah... Why?
Scientist: cube runes
(-with Imagined and Order-)
Imagined: what'd you find out?
Order: it's classified
Imagined: yeah I know. But we need it know what it is... Sis. What is it.
Order: it's really bad.
Imagined: which is exactly why we need to know...
Order: fine... Slone... Is... Working with... Paradigm.
Imagined: WHAT!!!!????
(The whole building heard this)
(-with the Foundation and Scientist-)
Foundation: What do you think is wrong with her?
Scientist: *reading newspaper* Everything is wrong with her.
(-with the Imagined and Order-)
Imagined: Paradigm works for I.O???
Order: ... Yes...
Imagined: I'll be right back
(She gets up to leave)
Order: NO! You can't tell anyone!
Imagined: I have to. Scientist sends messages to paradigm thinking she's and ally! If she's an enemy. He needs to know before he gives her important information about our plans!
Order: since when did you become so interested in the safety of the others?
Imagined: since we went to war!
(Imagined leaves)
(-with Foundation and Scientist-)
(The imagined enters)
Imagined: Guys! There's something I really need to tell you.
Scientist: if it's that your hyper on sugar, save it. We already know.
Imagined: No seriously! This is really. Really! Important.
Imagined: where's visitor and Origin? They need to hear this too.
Foundation: I sent them on a secret mission.
Scientist: *puts down the newspaper and stands up* what secret mission?
Foundation: A Secret. Secret mission. Nothing of your concern.
Scientist: ok then. Imagined I'm sure whatever you have to say can wait. I'm going to go and get a drink, whilst I'm gone, You can think about this...
Why do they call it rush hour when nothing moves?
(Scientist leaves to get some water)
Foundation: you know what. Even though that was sarcastic I don't actually know the answer to that...
Foundation: how bad is your news on a scale from 1-10? 1 being not that bad and 10 being awfully bad.
Imagined: 10
Foundation: oh...
(Scientist enters)
Scientist: what's your "news"? *taking his helmet of slightly to take a sip of water*
Imagined: Paradigm is working for the imagined order!
Scientist: *spits out all the water and puts his helmet back on properly* WHAT!???
Foundation: that doesn't surprise me actually. No wonder she left.
Scientist: no no no no that's... That's really really bad... Oh god.
Foundation: ....... why!?
Imagined: because he's been sending secret messages to Paradigm...
(Foundation slowly looks at scientist. Who is now very nervous)
Foundation: I'm sorry! You've been sending messages to! PARADIGM!?
Scientist: heh heh... Well.... Heres the thing-
Foundation: you might as well have surrendered yourself to the imagined order and told them all of our plans!
Scientist: I dident tell her everything boss just that-
Foundation: I'd expect this kind of stupidity from Imagined!-
Imagined: Hey!
Foundation: - But you! Scientist! You need to wake up and realize that Paradigm has gone! She's chosen her side! I need to find out what that black box said but... She doesn't need to know our plans.
Scientist: ... What black box?
Foundation: ok look. A black box was found on that rocket you sent, it was a message from Paradigm. I thought she was trying to tell you something. I dident know she was replying to you! Anyways I wanted to get ahead and know what she said... So I sent Visitor and Origin to retrieve it for me.
Scientist: oh c'mon! That's my private message!
Foundation: Now we're even! Just be happy I'm not beating the hell out of you right now! Because you messed up! Big time!
Scientist: ...Fine!
Foundation: No not fine... What do you say.
Scientist: ugh.... Yes sir.
Foundation: Good. Now. Both of you are dismissed.
Imagined and Scientist: Yes sir!
(They both leave)
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The Reality War
FanfictionThe fight against reality. but this isn't actually what happens. just fan made by me. I hope you like it. it's from the view point of the seven. and the imagined order.
