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[[Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable - Emissions Annex Provision|Picture the scene]]: {{icds}} as a group of ghost-hunting kids, miles out of their comfort zone, poking around with a flashlight in a dark, cobwebbed cellar, not sure whether they’ll find an imprisoned maiden down a well or Pennywise the Clown, opening doors, dragging themselves further away from the comfortable mark-to-market world, ever more gingerly, and when they got to the Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable, there is a desperate last-minute lunge, they throw in a handful of [[improvised expository definition|improvised expository definitions]], hoping this might scare away whatever unspeakable evil lurks in the shadows, but alas, they wink out, snuffed out by the suffocating darkness. | [[Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable - Emissions Annex Provision|Picture the scene]]: {{icds}} as a group of ghost-hunting kids, miles out of their comfort zone, poking around with a flashlight in a dark, cobwebbed cellar, not sure whether they’ll find an imprisoned maiden down a well or Pennywise the Clown, opening doors, dragging themselves further away from the comfortable mark-to-market world, ever more gingerly, and when they got to the Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable, there is a desperate last-minute lunge, they throw in a handful of [[improvised expository definition|improvised expository definitions]], hoping this might scare away whatever unspeakable evil lurks in the shadows, but alas, they wink out, snuffed out by the suffocating darkness. | ||
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:“G... g... guys?” stuttered [[ | :“G... g... guys?” stuttered [[Edd Sweeney|Edd]]. “I th ... th ... think we better get outta here.” | ||
:[[Roly Punchface|Roly]] snorted. “What’s ''wrong'' | :[[Roly Punchface|Roly]] snorted. “What’s ''wrong'' Edd? Are you scared? You a ''chicken''?” He squawked gently, and mimicked farm-yard hen. | ||
:“I’m not yeller!” | :“I’m not yeller!” Edd squeaked. | ||
:“Are too! —” Roly’s little apple cheeks flushed with brimming petulance. | :“Are too! —” Roly’s little apple cheeks flushed with brimming petulance. | ||
:“Lads! ''Quiet''! | :“Cut it out Roly,” barked Algernon. Don’t pay him no mind, [[Edd Sweeney|Sweeney]]. You carry on. | ||
:“Don’t forget the double counting, Opco,” said George. | :“Lads! ''Quiet''!” hissed Squadron Leader [[Opco Boone]]. “I have to finish this determination dispute trigger. I need bit of quiet. It’s — fiddly ... multi-lat ... ” Boone jabbed his screwdriver into the mechanism, and spluttered as a shower of rust sprinkled his face. | ||
:“Don’t forget the double counting, Opco,” said [[Georgie Esterman|George]]. | |||
:Boone wiped his face and adjusted his goggles. “I got it, G. Just a little further —” | :Boone wiped his face and adjusted his goggles. “I got it, G. Just a little further —” | ||
:The Eagle Squad leader reached into ancient contraption again, but as he did so, deep in the bowels of the [[ETS]] there was a deep, subsonic moan, as if a God, or a monster, was finally stirring from the slumber of aeons. | :The Eagle Squad leader reached into ancient contraption again, but as he did so, deep in the bowels of the [[ETS]] there was a deep, subsonic moan, as if a God, or a monster, was finally stirring from the slumber of aeons. | ||
Revision as of 09:05, 26 July 2022
Picture the scene: ISDA’s crack drafting squad™ as a group of ghost-hunting kids, miles out of their comfort zone, poking around with a flashlight in a dark, cobwebbed cellar, not sure whether they’ll find an imprisoned maiden down a well or Pennywise the Clown, opening doors, dragging themselves further away from the comfortable mark-to-market world, ever more gingerly, and when they got to the Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable, there is a desperate last-minute lunge, they throw in a handful of improvised expository definitions, hoping this might scare away whatever unspeakable evil lurks in the shadows, but alas, they wink out, snuffed out by the suffocating darkness.
- “G... g... guys?” stuttered Edd. “I th ... th ... think we better get outta here.”
- Roly snorted. “What’s wrong Edd? Are you scared? You a chicken?” He squawked gently, and mimicked farm-yard hen.
- “I’m not yeller!” Edd squeaked.
- “Are too! —” Roly’s little apple cheeks flushed with brimming petulance.
- “Cut it out Roly,” barked Algernon. Don’t pay him no mind, Sweeney. You carry on.
- “Lads! Quiet!” hissed Squadron Leader Opco Boone. “I have to finish this determination dispute trigger. I need bit of quiet. It’s — fiddly ... multi-lat ... ” Boone jabbed his screwdriver into the mechanism, and spluttered as a shower of rust sprinkled his face.
- “Don’t forget the double counting, Opco,” said George.
- Boone wiped his face and adjusted his goggles. “I got it, G. Just a little further —”
- The Eagle Squad leader reached into ancient contraption again, but as he did so, deep in the bowels of the ETS there was a deep, subsonic moan, as if a God, or a monster, was finally stirring from the slumber of aeons.
- What the fuck was that?
- Nearby, a vigorous flutter, an explosion of limbs, like a scrambling bird escaping from its predator’s clutch.
- “Roly! Roly! Come back! Where are you going?”
- But the young squadsman had gone. A righteous sneer curled Algy’s lip.
- Boone stood up. “C’mon gang, this is a dead end. No-one will read this, or understand it, much less ever use it. We better find Roly. Let’s get out of here.”