Hey, I'm sure you're all wondering something; "When is Snark going to go work on Back to the Future again?" Well the answer is [i]soon[/i], ehe. If you wish for an explanation as to why I made another Guest Intermission in the [i]serious[/i] cliffhanger, it was because I felt bad I wasn't able to do more guests last time (I've had over one hundred submissions, and I only did Fiji's character, Rush. Bleh.) So, yeah, I don't think I'll be doing anymore Intermissions of any kind after this because I, along others, want to get on with the plot. My cliffhanger was pret-ty cruel, ehe. Also, this party will only last for 2 - 3 Takes as I only made it to celebrate my 50th Take. The Guest Intermission will last for roughly the same amount as the party Take, so, thank you for your patience everybody! [quote]Missed the previous Take? No worries: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/187397139 (Take 50) https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/150599228 (Snark's ☆.。.:*・°☆future☆.。.:*・°☆ Stories)[/quote] [quote][b]If you want to be kept up to date on my new Takes, just follow #gotclass! It's much, much, much easier than me trying to hunt you guys down.[/b][/quote] [quote]New around these parts? Don't fret, have a Chapter Index! https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/151518733[/quote] [b]Meet the Team... [I]Fire[/i]team[/b] [b]Warlock[/b] Awoken, Female Happy [b]Hunter[/b] Human, Male Pretty Happy [b]Titan[/b] Exo, Male The epitome of happy! ____________________________ "Titan, would you be kind and go buy fireworks for the party?" The Warlock asked him as she placed party cups and plates onto the table, though she wasn't exactly pleased to be doing it. What kind of party people were they catering to? [i]Children[/i]? The Titan briskly nodded, elated to be given the opportunity to buy [i]fireworks[/i]! "Oh yeah sure!" He exclaimed. Fireworks were practically the [i]best[/i] things to buy aside from food and-- "Oh, and, Titan." The Warlock added, placing another cup onto the table. "[i]Don't[/i] get distracted this time." "Don't worry, I won't!" The Titan assured her as he walked towards the exit of their base. "See you guys, a-later!" He waved goodbye as he now completely left. "Goodbye, Titan." The Warlock returned with a small wave. "Yeah, see you, big guy." The Hunter also nonchalantly replied, looking up from drawing on the party banner he was assigned to. Once the Titan left, the Hunter looked at the Warlock. "You know he ain't coming back doing [i]exactly[/i] whatcha' told him to do, don't ya?" The Warlock looked at the Hunter. "I have the utmost faith that he will [i]completely[/i]..." She began, until the Hunter raised an eyebrow at her. "Ah, [i]not[/i] do what I assigned him to do in an orderly and timely fashion." "Thought so." ____________________________ The Titan walked through the Tower's marketplace. Fireworks. Where would he find fireworks? "Where am I gonna find fireworks...?" The Titan thought aloud, maneuvering his head from time to time so that he could get a good look at all of the wares the good people of the Tower were selling. Nothing, nobody was selling [i]anything[/i] he needed. "Oh gosh..." The Titan sighed. His teammates were [i]not[/i] going to be happy about-- "Psst, I'm sellin' some goods ya might need." A voice called out to the Titan from an alleyway that he was just about to pass by, making him stop. "Eh?" The Titan turned his head in the direction of the voice. The source was an Exo, leaning against one of the alley's walls. He didn't wear the armor of a Hunter, Titan, or Warlock. He wore the causal clothes of the citizens of the Tower, more or less of the shifty genre. "Well, hi!" The Titan greeted him, the Exo only waved a hand once in reply. "Hey, eh," the Exo began. "Name's Diesel, I'm sure you're wonderin' why I, eh, called ya hea' in the first place." "Hm? Oh yeah--" The Titan began. But, no sooner than he spoke, the Exo known as Diesel walked up to the bigger mech and wrapped an arm around his neck. "Ya mind doin' somethin' for me?" Diesel asked him, cutting the Titan off. "I just wanna, eh, present some of my wares to ya, so you can be sure of the quality you'll be gettin' when you, eh, purchase 'em." "Umm..." The Titan wasn't sure if he should help out this guy or not. "Uhm, er, my Warlock didn't really, uh, [i]want[/i] me to--" "Eh, this 'Lock yer mommy or somethin'?" Diesel cut him off, once again. He then unwrapped his arm from around the Titan's neck and took a few steps back. "Just, eh, grab that metal lid there and hold it." He told him, pointing to something metallic that bore resemblance to a trash can lid. "Oh, oh, okay!" The Titan obeyed the rather shifty dealer and grabbed the lid and held it close to his chest. "Okay, now what?" "Inna second." Diesel said before raising a hand towards the Titan. Suddenly, the lid started to shake violently. "Wha-- Hey! What's going on?" The Titan exclaimed, holding onto the lid. It was as if it was being [i]pulled[/i] by a magnet! The lid started to slip out of the Titan's hands until he ultimately let go of it, which Diesel caught effortlessly. "Bada-bing bada-bam!" Diesel announced with pride before setting down the lid and showing the Titan his open hand, to reveal a cyan light, about the size of a dollar coin, illuminating from his palm. "Magnetizing doodads. Pimped up my hands a bit." He explained, letting his arm relax near his side again. The Titan's jaw was wide with awe. "Woah! That's amazing!" "Yeh, I know." Diesel said once again unabashedly. "Got a sucker at my kiosk with that, eh, not too long ago." He then crossed his arms. "You eh, interested in buyin' some of my goods? I got more-a that under the hood." "No thanks," the Titan declined, shaking his head. "I just have to get fireworks for me and my Fireteam's party, like I'm supposed to." He explained before turning away from Diesel. "It was fun to see your glowing hand and everything, but I gotta go now. See you later!" But before the Titan could leave the alleyway, Diesel jumped right in front of him. "Hehe, leave-- Wha-- You wanna leave-- Y-You don't gotta leave! Ehehe." He chuckled nervously. "You want fireworks? Yeah, yeah, I got some fireworks!" Diesel could [i]not[/i] lose this moron, he could unload [i]anything[/i] on this sucker. Unbelievably, the Titan believed him. "Really? Alright, I'll take some!" ____________________________ "Aaaaaaand here's the, eh, [i]fireworks[/i]." Diesel told the Titan as he slowly pulled the top of a crate off. "Oh boy!" The Titan exclaimed as the lid slowly revealed... Fireworks? "These are... Fireworks?" There were no colorful rockets, sparklers, or even fire crackers! It honestly looked like clusters of dynamite. "Ehe, only the [i]finest[/i] fireworks, [i]ever[/i]." Diesel chuckled, as he leaned against the open crate. "Trust me, only the best. Like, the best of the best use these things. You've ever seen a Vanguard party? Yeh, that's eh, what they use." "Well, I'll take your word for it!" The Titan, in other words, the blooming idiot, said. "How much?" "More Glimmer than your worth." Diesel snickered. "This is some pricey crap, you know how hard it was for me to get, eh, this kinda stuff? Hehe, sorry bub, but this ain't goin' nowhere for no Glimmer." "Oh gosh. Is there anything [i]else[/i] you'll take for the fireworks?" The Titan pleaded. He [i]had[/i] to get those fireworks, or else his team would be so disappointed in him! "'[i]Anything[/i]', eh?" Diesel repeated before eyeing the Guardian up and down. "Nice armor..." [quote]Take 52, whoo hoo!: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/188641613[/quote]