The Adventures of Rajada: page 24

The group proceeded down a flight of stairs and carefully made their way to the room where they heard the music. What they saw was disturbing. A parallel version of RTSPlayer with no eyebrows , tied up and watching the evil Rajada beating G-MO at a dance competition. G-MO and Rajada looked at each other puzzled. "I don’t even want to know anymore," whispered G-MO. "Let’s get out of here." added Rajada. They headed back upstairs and started configuring the wormhole device. There were no guards anywhere. It all seemed a little out of the ordinary.

Just then, a white glow started radiating from downstairs. It was growing outward and disintegrating everything in its path. Rajada began hastily pushing buttons. "It’s not exactly pinpointed yet. I’ve got five people." said Rajada. "We don’t have time for exact!" said RTSPlayer as he slammed down a lever. There was a loud "SHOOP!" then they were standing on the desert sands. "That was close," said Rajada. "Yeah, I know," said Rajada. "Wait..." G-MO said. He looked beside himself and saw evil Rajada standing several feet away. "Oh no! We brought Rajada with us!" said G-MO. "Yeah, we should’ve left him there," said RTSPlayer jokingly, not fully understanding. "Just kidding Raj." "No," said Rajada, "we brought evil Rajada with us." "Where?" asked RTSPlayer. "I don’t see him." They looked where parallel Rajada had been and realized he was gone. "Oh man! He’s in the lab!" said Rajada. "Just relax," G-MO said, "all we need to do is lock-" BOOOOOM! A jet shot out of the lab, a maniacal laugh and some of the lab’s exterior trailing behind it. "Oh man. That’s one of my destroyer, errr, I mean, peace and love jets." "Oh not this again." RTSPlayer said. "We're going to have a serious talk later." G-MO said, walking towards the door into the lab.

Rajada threw a pilot's helmet to G-MO. "You have an army of fighter jets?" G-MO asked. "No!" Rajada responded, "Not an army, I just wanted us to be able to travel more quickly and then I decided I better include some guns for safety reasons." G-MO put on his helmet. "This loose cannon cop act is seeming more justifiable by the minute." "I don't care how evil this is," RTSPlayer excitedly blurted out, "I can't wait to fly one of these suckers!" Rajada tossed a helmet to RTSPlayer. "Yeaaaahhhhh, this is awso-" RTSPlayer noticed his helmet was labelled "co-pilot". "Awww, nuts." "Sorry," Rajada said, "I only built three." "That's surprisingly responsible." G-MO said from the cockpit of one of the jets. "I only built three working models," Rajada continued, "the other 54 prototypes exploded on launch." "oh, that's great" G-MO said, resigned to a permanent lack of surprise. RTSPlayer looked inside the empty jet. "Hey, how come I have to be the co-pilot?" "Because he stole your jet." "What? I don't see your name on this one." Rajada pointed to his logo adorning the entirety of the wings. "Hey," G-MO said, flicking switches, "how many times have you flown this particular model?" "Zero!" Rajada replied, inappropriately excited. G-MO ceased flicking switches. "So how do we know these ones aren't going to explode on us?" "Well, if that was the case I don't think we'd have this issue in the first place. Let's roll." Rajada climbed into the jet with RTSPlayer and they blasted off through the gaping hole in the wall.

Rajada clicked on his radio. "Remember, we can't kill him. We have to cripple his engines and force him to land or eject." G-MO spotted a blip on his radar. "He's coming right at us!" G-MO and Rajada pulled away in opposite directions as evil Rajada's plane split the middle. "Dang, that was a smart move." Rajada waved his hand over a screen to his left. A holographic orb was projected under his hand. Grabbing the orb, Rajada spun it to the left. His jet's wings rotated downward, spinning itself around. Rajada re-acquired his target and boosted towards it. G-MO was hot on evil Rajada's tail, but he had to divert when a barrage of missiles fired from the rear of evil Rajada's jet. "Oh sh-" G-MO slammed his throttle the the right and the missiles cruised under him, careening towards Rajada. "Ahhhh! The heck with this!" Rajada turned his helmeted head as much as he could to RTSPlayer behind him. "Cover for me!" he yelled, mashing a button with his fist. Instantly the front cockpit dissolved and Rajada ejected. RTSPlayer's seat swung around 180 degrees and he was at the throttle in an instant. The cockpit re-appeared, revealing itself to be an energy field rather than glass. "Uhhhhhhhhh," RTSPlayer panicked a little, then, regaining his confidence, took the controls and spun the jet around.

Rajada's seat reached the apex of its flight. Rajada pushed a few buttons on the arm of the chair. His legs were restrained by built in cuffs, then the bottom folded away. Gliding wings sprung out of the back of the chair, along with two very small engines. Joysticks popped out of the armrests and Rajada flew off, heading straight at evil Rajada who was coming at him. Evil Rajada seemed to laugh from inside the jet, but Rajada continued straight at him. When he was only a few hundred feet away, he stopped dead by spinning around and powering his engines. Then Rajada shot straight downward. Pressing a button on one of the joysticks, he activated evil Rajada's rear seat eject protocols. The seat flew past him at a break-neck speed, and Rajada powered straight into the empty area in the cockpit. Evil Rajada screamed "NO!" but Rajada had already placed him into a headlock and began to grope at the main control panel. Smashing a red button, the plane's wings swirled around to slow itself, but evil Rajada jammed the throttle, sending them into a tail spin. G-MO watched in horror as the plane smashed into the ground, a crumbled mess.

G-MO and RTSPlayer sprinted towards the wreckage. They had landed in the middle of the desert not too far away, and had already stripped off their helmets. In the distance they saw Rajada leaning against the wreckage, breathing heavily. His ejected seat had not fallen far from the site. "Thank goodness you're here!" Rajada puffed as they approached. "Help me fish evil Rajada out of the wreckage." Suddenly Rajada popped his head out from behind one of the dismembered wings. "Hold it right there!" he said drawing a Secret Shot. "G-MO, you listen to me, I am Rajada, this man is an imposter. He’s used my device to replicate my image. We must kill him." G-MO inhaled sharply. "Woah woah, wait a second, we're not killing anyone here!" Rajada aimed his Secret Shot once more at the other Rajada. G-MO quickly drew a Scattershot. "Hey! Nobody move! We're going to handle this in a non-insane manner." Both Rajadas froze for a moment. "G-MO, I command you to kill him!" the unarmed Rajada said. "No!" the other Rajada replied, "I command you to kill him!" G-MO kept his gun aimed at the both of them. "Alright, alright," RTSPlayer said, "Guys, let's get organized here. All real Rajadas to the left, all fakes to the right." "What do you mean 'real'? I thought I explained to you that all the universes were as real as- ah! We're wasting time! G-MO, shoot him!"

WHAT SHOULD HE DO?

1. Shoot the unarmed Rajada.

2. Shoot the armed Rajada.

3. Shoot them both.