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Sam swung his arms out melodramatically. "Hello, world! I am Samson Welden, my compatriot here is Lance Deagle, and we have a message for all the Official Net Battlers! The current Under King, Kain Lynx, has gone missing and we have reason to believe the Officials have done it!"--here, Sam lowered his arms back down, but waved a hand at Lance--"Lance here is an eye witness to the Under King's arrest. Lance, would you please tell us what you saw there?"

When Sam motioned to Lance, he began with his story... "Well, I have reason to believe that the Officials have captured Lynx because I was walking through Dentown, Electopia. I decided to go into a bar where Lynx happened to be and a fight broke out. Needless to say, I joined in. I am in the Undercourt, I figured why not. All of a sudden, some ONB show up, like SH and whatnot. So then I get contacted by Kimera who is telling me that Kain was captured. Seeing as how he is ONB, that should seal the truth, but I would also like to state I saw Blackman HELPING Kimera. This could mean a lot of things, but we are currently focusing on the loss of our beloved leader."

"Thank you, Lance." Sam turned away from Lance back to the camera. His face was a mask, betraying nothing.

Sam turned his palms up and his tone was patronizing. "Now, it has come to our attention from an Official, whose identity shall remain undisclosed, that the majority of the Official Net Battler organization was, and, up until now, still is, unaware of Lynx's capture." Sam dropped his left hand and extended his right towards the camera jut as melodramatically as he had swung his arms out at the beginning. His tone was no longer patronizing, but instead imperious. "This leads us"--he waved his right arm at the air, signifying himself and Lance--"to believe that there is someone in your organization that is keeping secrets from the organization as a whole!"

Sam swung an arm out violently and he spoke even louder than before. "It is our duty as members of the Under Court to discover the truth behind our leader's apprehension and your duty as Official Net Battlers to discover who is keeping secrets, discover their secrets, and reprimand them accordingly!"

Sam's tone, voice, and stance all softened notably. He put his hands in his pockets. "The two of us mean no ill will to the Officials that were ignorant of Lynx's capture, we only wish to see justice brought down upon the fool that would dare to capture our Under King. However, know this, Officials: we are not your allies, we merely have a common goal; we want Lynx's current location disclosed."

Sam took a deep breath, closed his eyes, then exhaled. He looked at Lance. "Do you have anything to add, Lance?" he asked.

Finally, Sam let him speak, and Lance started off by saying "We want our king back! If his location is not disclosed, the Undercourt will not cease criminal actions! We will destroy everything in our path until the Officials release him. This is not a threat, this is a promise!" Lance said slamming his fists on the table and standing suddenly. "We demand his freedom, we demand his position, we demand something, or the ONB will pay!"

Lance dropped the threat face and act, sat down, and continued. "We will refrain from destruction for a week. We will not harm any innocents, we will just go for the Officials. After a week of going after Officials we will then harm civilians. This gives you, effectively, three weeks to give us Kain or suffer consequences. Sam?" Lance said motioning back to Sam.

Sam rubbed the bridge of his nose before turning back to the camera. His tone was informal. "What Lance has said is completely true. However, if we begin wantonly attacking you Officials, that would hamper your investigation into Kain's capture."

His tone rose and he swung his arms out again. "However! Note that I do not discourage his plan of action!" He dropped one of his arms. "We will instead give you one month to find Lynx's location! Should you not find him by then, we will destroy your Sharoan Headquarters!

"But I allow you a way out. When your deadline comes around and if you still haven't found Lynx, you may contact me at a number that will be presented at the end of this broadcast. You tell me why you have not found Lynx yet and, if I deem that you have been working hard enough, I will delay the destruction of your beloved Headquarters for exactly two weeks."

Sam turned his back to the camera. He held up his hand with one finger extending. "Remember. One month. That is all!"

Sam snapped his fingers, signifying Skull to roll the number. He did.

Then the power cut out after the number was on screen long enough for anyone to write it down or enter it into their PET.