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[Democracy White]

He woke up and found himself in darkness. He blinked and raised a hand to his eyes, rubbing the crud out of them. He blinked again and looked around trying to discern where he was. The room that he was in felt cool and damp, the smell was musty like old, damp paper. He slowly sat up but nearly threw up as nausea washed over him. He held out a hand to the wall behind him to regain his balance. He shook his head and tried to regain his memory of what happened.
All he could remember was walking to his car in downtown DC and then suddenly a dark van pulled up and stopped in front of him. The doors to the van slid open and a couple of men wearing dark clothes and ski masks jumped out. "What the--" was the only words that came out of his mouth before falling unconscious from the chloroform that was slapped over his lips.
He blinked and looked up again and saw a window covered by a black cloth. Standing up he started to move towards the window only to find himself held fast by a chain attached to his leg. "Damn!" he muttered and sat back down. He looked around the dark room for something to free himself from the chain. There was nothing.
Suddenly a door opened and light washed into the room. Blinking he stared up at the light and noticed a fat silhouette standing at the entrance way.

"Well Mr...


Ok you guys add to the story anyway you want, so be creative.

Dee

[sinkingfeeling]

1. "Well, Mr. Wilson, are you ready to retract your report on Niger?"

asked Karl.

[XemaSab]

2. Good one!

n/t

[Democracy White]

3. Good one

Wilson looked up at him and spat, "Fuck no, I'm not retracting shit so that you can continue fucking things up." He stared contemptously at Karl as he sauntered down the stairs.
"Well what am I going to have to do with you? You know I have alot of power, for all I care I can send you to Gitmo. What do you think of that?"

Dee

[underpants]

4. as the prophecies foretold

:yoiks:

[sinkingfeeling]

5. "Go ahead and send me to Gitmo," spit back Wilson.

"There's not a torture devised that will make me retract the truth! You got Bush to say those lies in the State of Union just to fool people into supporting your Neo-con war in Iraq. Don't you people care that innocent lives will be lost?"

Karl looked at him coldly and with deadly intention now for Wilson had insulted Karl's greatest creation.

[Democracy White]

6. Karl then approached him

chuckling coldly. He stopped in front of Wilson and peered disdainfully down at the ambassador. "Silly Wilson, do you really think that I give a fuck about those innocent lives? No I don't." Karl then squatted down in front of the embattered man and grabbed Wilson's chin "I don't care about the Iraqi, the whole plan was, excuse me, is to secure that land's precious resource. Do you know what that is? Oil, you heard me right. Oil." he said.
Wilson jerked his head from his captor's grip. "You're evil Rove, evil and this will all catch up to you."
Karl stood up and laugh. "That's what you think, no it won't because I won't let it.
Karl then started walking around the room, "You see my plan is...

[sinkingfeeling]

7. "...to take Rummy , Dick, Condi, and W aside and load them down

with fake CIA intelligence. We'll have Judith Miller and Novak talk the up all the WMDs Saddam has. We'll tell people that Saddam is the one who attacked us on 9/11! The people will support us and we'll be in and out of Iraq in a matter of weeks!"

Karl paused and looked gleefully at the downcasted Wilson. "But, I've saved the very best for you, you miserable traitor!"

Rove's evil laugh filled the dark air around Wilson. Although he wanted to lunge at the bastard, the chain that held him to the floor wouldn't allow Wilson to move. "What do you think will stop others from calling out your lies? Even if I'm silenced there will be others who will come forth with the truth", he shouted.

[Democracy White]

8. Rove glanced down at

Wilson and chuckled sardonically. "See that's the beauty of it, you miserable cant, that wonderful oppourturnity that presented itself on 9/11 has got the average American Janes and Joes pissing in their pants. They will believe anything that comes out of my...er, the media's mouth. They are nothing puppets! Puppets that I can manipulated to my will.!!"
Wilson spat, "Someday you will be called out and everyone will see the evil man that you are Rove! You can lie all you want but it will kill you in the end!!"

Karl chuckled, "We'll see about that, won't we." He inched in closer.
"Now what should we do with you?"

[sinkingfeeling]

9. "I know," said Karl, answering his own question.

"We'll make you out to be the liar and politically-motivated hack! And how will we do that, you ask. Oh, Joe, I know everything there is to know about your sweet little wife."

Wilson grit his teeth and wondered how it could be possible for Karl to know Valerie was an undercover agent. His mind raced with ideas of how he could warn her and the Agency about their coming doom. He thought that there was no way for Karl, himself, to do the dirty deed.

"I think I'll just make a few calls to my media buddies and plant the fact that your wife is with the CIA and she's the one who got you to Niger. When others see what we do to you and the lovely Mrs. Wilson, none of them will come forward. They'll be so scared of the power of the GOP, they'll print and say anything we want!" cackled Rove.

[Democracy White]

10. Wilson edge in closer

until he was in Rove's face. "You wouldn't dare!" he growled.

Rove laughed haughtily, "Really Wilson, is that allyou've got? I have a dog that could come up with better comebacks than that."
Once again he took Wilson's chin in his hand. "I am more powerful than you think, everything is under my thumb. The President? Ha! The President is a joke! Not even he is privy to my little plan."

Wilson began shaking with rage, his face turning as dark red. "How do you know about my wife?"

Rove smiled, "That's for me to know and for you to figure out." he said.

Wilson spat in Rove's face, "You will go down you piece of shit."

Rove scowled and slapped Wilson's face, hard. Wilson fell to the ground. Rove laughed, "You can't even fight!! You're nothing but a limp-handed fag!!"

Wilson looked up at Rove wondering what to do next.