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The Internet Police: Year in Review

The Grand Tour, Part 2

If there was a place that was the ultimate test for extreme drivers, it would be the Los Angeles freeway. There would be a detailed explanation of the history of the L.A. freeway and its socio-economical impact on southern California, but due to time constraints, we'll jump straight into the action. Riding a Jurassic Park Jeep Wrangler obtained from a movie studio lot, Internet Police agents HurricaneAubrey and Jennxpenn were riding past wrecked cars and trucks, with the latter doing the driving. In the back seat was a barely conscious Cody from AlternateHistoryHub high on painkillers. Swerving past an overturned bus, the Internet Police agents found what they were looking for: cape buffalos. These animals were running on the L.A. freeway exhibiting signs of panic and confusion.

"Look out!" shouted HurricaneAubrey as she saw two cape buffalos running towards the jeep.

Jennxpenn dodged the cape buffalo duo just as the two animals crashed into a food truck. The truck took considerable damage, with the buffalos emerging unharmed. Standing up from the front passenger seat, HurricaneAubrey shot her tranquilizer gun into both cape buffalos. The two buffalos were subdued.

"They should be fine," said HurricaneAubrey as she got back down as a police helicopter flew over her.

"Do you think the LAPD will heed our warning not to kill any of the wild animals?" asked Jennxpenn as she narrowly avoided hitting a bus full of school children.

"I think so," said HurricaneAubrey as she started reloading her tranquilizer gun. "We're lucky that we were able to get a viable alternate to real guns when these animals came. Who knows what would have happened if we didn't crash near an abandoned Institute Army barrack filled with tranquilizer guns?"

"Even more lucky that we got this sweet jeep from a movie lot," added Jennxpenn with a smile.

HurricaneAubrey smiled alongside her fellow agent. Just then, a cape buffalo was racing alongside the jeep. HurricaneAubrey simply shot the cape buffalo, with the animal dropping to the ground. The agent then saw several cars driving past them, with their occupants recording the wild animal incident on their mobile phones.

"What are they thinking? They aren't war journalists," commented HurricaneAubrey as she waved her arms to persuade bystanders to get off the freeway. "Get out of here!"

"I think we've got company," said Jennxpenn as she looked behind her.

HurricaneAubrey saw that two cape buffalos were right behind them. Turning around while remaining seated, HurricaneAubrey shot the two cape buffalos, putting an end to their pursuit.

"Nice!" shouted Jennxpenn.

HurricaneAubrey turned around to face the front of the jeep. Much to her annoyance, she saw vehicles not stopping or getting off the highway. They were still recording. But she then saw the occupants inside these vehicles giving her the thumbs up and giving her the okay sign. It immediately raised her spirits.

"Let's go," said HurricaneAubrey with a boost of confidence.

The jeep was heading into Downtown Los Angeles. The two agents could see the gleaming skyscrapers of metropolitan Los Angeles.

"If men were angels, no government would be necessary," spoke Cody in pain.

"Watch out!" screamed HurricaneAubrey as a wrecked motorcycle flew towards the jeep.

Jennxpenn steered the jeep out of the way.

"We've got rhinos," said HurricaneAubrey.

"I can see that," said Jennxpenn as she saw three rhinos sending cars and other heavy vehicles into the air.

"They seem super strong for rhinos. Not to mention unnaturally aggressive even for their species," remarked HurricaneAubrey.

A fire truck was rolling towards the jeep. It stopped just in front of the two agents.

"I don't know if I can do this," replied Jennxpenn as she saw water flooding out of the fire truck. "Those rhinos show no mercy."

HurricaneAubrey reached over to touch Jennxpenn's hair.

"You can do it. Trust me," said HurricaneAubrey in a comforting voice.

Jennxpenn stared at HurricaneAubrey with loving eyes. Ignoring the flames emerging from the fire truck, Jennxpenn drove around the burning vehicle, seeing the rhinos on the other side. The three rhinos were lifting cars with their horns, with screams coming from the vehicles. Stopping the jeep, Jennxpenn got out her tranquilizer gun, and with HurricaneAubrey also taking out her gun, they both shot at the rhinos. They got two of them.

"Yeah!" shouted Jennxpenn as the subdued rhinos fell, releasing the cars that were held in the animals' horns.

The remaining rhino gazed upon its fallen brethren. It desperately searched for the perpetrators of their demise. It then found its answer in the form of two women driving a jeep and wearing a strange skin that included a skirt and blouse. The rhino snorted furiously at these long-haired humans.

"I think it looks angry," commented Jennxpenn.

The rhino stomped its feet and charged at them.

"Oh shit!" shouted Jennxpenn as she reversed the jeep.

HurricaneAubrey tried to aim at the rhino, but she was unable to focus properly. Jennxpenn turned the jeep in a 180° angle and started driving forward. Jennxpenn was about to investigate the jeep's driver mirror when the rhino's horn smashed into it. Jennxpenn began accelerating the jeep to get ahead of the rhino. HurricaneAubrey began loading up her tranquilizer gun with darts just as Cody began sitting up from the backseat.

"What's going on?" whispered Cody as he tried adjusting his eyes to make out what was in front of him.

Cody saw a rhino running towards him. He promptly fainted.

The jeep was driving past vehicles going in the opposite direction.

"Crap!" said Jennxpenn as she steered the jeep from getting into a frontal collision with a taxi.

"Let's get to the right highway," said HurricaneAubrey as she saw a mail truck crashing beside the jeep.

"As opposed to the wrong highway," said Jennxpenn.

"I'm referring to the…" said an exasperated HurricaneAubrey before being interrupted by Jennxpenn.

"I kid," said Jennxpenn as she drove the jeep over an emergency U-turn opening in the highway.

With the jeep now moving in the same direction as the other vehicles on the highway, the two agents could focus on getting the rhino.

"I can't get a clear shot," said HurricaneAubrey as the rhino kept dodging the tranquilizer darts she was firing. "We need to get off the highway."

"Got it," said Jennxpenn as she searched for the nearest exit ramp.

After performing zigzags between several cars, Jennxpenn drove the jeep off the highway. The rhino appeared to be abandoning its chase of them.

"We'll get the rhino next time," assured HurricaneAubrey.

Soon, both Internet Police agents found themselves in the proximity of a hospital. They immediately handed Cody over to the hospital staff.

"Remind me to give a lovely review of this L.A. tour," said Cody as he was carried away on a stretcher.

HurricaneAubrey and Jennxpenn headed back to their jeep.

"Still wasn't as bad as the last time I was an L.A. tour guide. That was a disaster," said Jennxpenn as she started driving again.

The two agents were looking for any wild animals roaming Los Angeles. Immediately, they found four elephants rampaging on a road separating high-rise buildings. HurricaneAubrey and Jennxpenn got out of their jeep as they headed towards the agitated elephants.

"Proceed with caution," advised HurricaneAubrey.

Jennxpenn nodded as she moved cautiously towards the four elephants, with HurricaneAubrey leading the way. The two agents aimed their tranquilizer guns at the elephants.

Boom!

Jennxpenn and HurricaneAubrey looked behind them for the source of the sound. They saw a ferocious rhino with a punctured tire on its horn. The two agents saw the mangled remains of the Jurassic Park jeep next to the rhino. Jennxpenn and HurricaneAubrey were sweating nervously.

"Take care of the elephants. I'll get the rhino," said HurricaneAubrey.

In Jennxpenn's mind, she wanted to protest and insist that this was a bad idea. But then she stared into HurricaneAubrey's eyes and saw a bold confidence being emitted from this woman.

"Trust me," said HurricaneAubrey as she held the tranquilizer gun firmly in her hand.

Jennxpenn sighed but decided to head towards the elephants alone. With the elephants being distracted and not holding a personal vendetta against her, Jennxpenn managed to take each of them down easily, with their massive size being another advantage for the agent. The elephants let out a trumpet of sorrow as they fell into a deep sleep. Jennxpenn felt guilty of having shot at them, but it was the only way to prevent them from causing damage to people and to themselves. Looking away from the sleeping elephants, Jennxpenn saw HurricaneAubrey standing face to face with the rhino. HurricaneAubrey's hair and skirt were flowing in the wind as the rhino was staring at her with contempt. The rhino was snorting as it lowered its head, aiming its horn directly at HurricaneAubrey. The experienced agent was holding her tranquilizer gun straight down alone her side, with the gun's bottom touching the road. HurricaneAubrey was tilting her head towards the heavens as she was closing her eyes. She then positioned her head downward, with her eyes wide open and staring down at the rhino. The rhino ran towards HurricaneAubrey, determined to strike her down with its horn. HurricaneAubrey kept standing as the rhino ran closer and closer to her.

"No!" screamed Jennxpenn as she ran towards HurricaneAubrey.

But HurricaneAubrey kept standing. The rhino kept running. The rhino was within striking distance of HurricaneAubrey. The agent quickly moved her tranquilizer rifle upwards and fired. The rhino didn't expect this, and consequently, the rhino succumbed to the effects of the tranquilizer dart. HurricaneAubrey turned to face a relieved Jennxpenn, with both giving each other the thumbs up.

"Let's find the Angry Video Game Nerd," said HurricaneAubrey with sweat pouring down her face.

"Right behind you," replied Jennxpenn.

Inside a high-class mall on Rodeo Drive, the Nerd was hunting two leopards and one lion. As he passed rows upon rows of perfume and makeup shelves, he felt out of place in this alien world.

"Why am I here?" thought the Nerd. "I didn't come to Hollywood for a makeup tutorial or spraying disgusting crap onto my body. But alas, fate has different plans for me."

The Nerd thought about how he had come to Los Angeles for rest and relaxation after spending his time planning for the liberation of German and Italian cities from the Sylvanians. But even before the leopards and lions made their presence known in the City of Angels, the Nerd was involved in a deep discussion with Mike and Jay, two VCR repairmen with an avid interest in cinematography. While they were passing through the Hollywood Walk of Fame on the self-driving tour vehicle, the Nerd brought up with Mike and Jay his complaints about how movies nowadays are infested with CGI. Normally, this would be the place where an entire flashback of the Nerd's conversation with Mike and Jay would be presented. But of course, the Nerd wouldn't have time to dwell on this flashback when he is being stalked by two leopards and a lion. To summarize the entire conversation, the Nerd, Mike, and Jay agreed that practical effects should be included more in movies.

"Can't have my mind on other affairs," said the Nerd as he made his way through a concentration of hanging shirts and skirts.

Like soldiers marching through Vietnam's elephant grass, the Nerd was holding his tranquilizer gun (taken from the abandoned barracks of the Institute Army) firmly in his hands as he brushed aside the clothes hanging in front of him.

"Why couldn't these lions and leopards stalk me somewhere else," lamented the Nerd as he struggled getting through the skinny jeans that hindered his passage.

The Nerd heard a growl. He swung his gun right behind him. He saw only a mannequin. He then swung in a 180-degree angle, promptly firing his gun. He witnessed a leopard falling to the ground, surrendering to a deep sleep.

"Just as I thought," said the Nerd.

A piercing growl was heard by the Nerd. He saw the other leopard flickering its eyes at the fallen leopard, with the beast then staring at the Nerd.

"Time to go," said the Nerd as he ran.

Not looking back, the Nerd ran down the escalator. He heard the growls of the leopard behind him.

"Gotta think of a plan," thought the Nerd as he ran past the Spring discounts on shoes.

The Nerd then saw a couple of elevators in front of him. He ran towards the elevator. The Nerd reached to push the up button, waiting for the elevator's doors to open. He saw the approaching leopard. It looked ready to avenge its brethren. Luckily for the Nerd, the elevator's doors opened. The Nerd paused for a second for one more look at the leopard. He pondered over the leopard's sharp claws on its paws, but these features were nothing compared to the teeth that lined the leopard's mouth. These teeth were developed to tear through flesh and bone, something the Nerd hoped he would never get the pleasure of experiencing. The Nerd entered the elevator. He pushed the button for the second floor.

"Smile you son of a bitch," said the Nerd as he aimed his tranquilizer gun at the charging leopard.

The Nerd fired several shots. He missed them all. The leopard was about to enter the elevator. Fortunately, the elevator's doors closed before the leopard could deliver justice to the Nerd. The Nerd was breathing heavily. The elevator reached the second floor. The Nerd was about to walk out of the elevator when he saw a maned lion prowling the area.

"Oh fuck," said the Nerd.

The lion saw the Nerd, and the giant cat let out an echoing roar. The Nerd carelessly pushed the button for the first floor as the lion tried to become the elevator's second passenger. The lion was unsuccessful. The Nerd was sweating heavily as he collapsed onto the floor. The elevator's doors opened once more. There was leopard waiting for the Nerd.

"Here we go again," said the Nerd as he loaded up his tranquilizer gun.

The leopard pounced on the Nerd, with the cat's teeth ready to sink deep into the Nerd's skin. The Nerd thrusted the side of the gun into the leopard's mouth. The leopard's face was close to the Nerd's own face, shown by how saliva was pouring directly onto the Nerd's head.

"Get back! Back off!" said the Nerd as he tried to subdue the creature.

The leopard refused to give up on his pursuit. It continued snarling at the Nerd. The Nerd closed his eyes to think of his new plan. An epiphany came to him. He reached into his pocket and took out a box of tranquilizer darts. With the leopard preoccupied with making eye contact with his enemy, the beast didn't notice the human opening the dart box and using his hand to plunge one of the darts into the animal's side.

"Time to go to sleep," said the Nerd as the leopard's eyes closed.

Pushing the sleeping leopard out of the elevator, the Nerd pushed the button for the second floor. As he was wiping sweat and saliva from his face, he realized his folly.

"Crap," said the Nerd.

He loaded up his tranquilizer gun once more to confront the King of the Beasts on the second floor. The doors opened revealing…. two women dressed in blouses and skirts. They were also not in the best shape as their clothes were dirtied and a little torn.

"Nice to meet you here," said HurricaneAubrey with a tranquilizer gun in her hand.

"You look like crap," said Jennxpenn.

"Not that you're any better," said the Nerd as he was wiping his glasses with his shirt. "Why are you here?"

"The same reason you are," said Jennxpenn. "After we stopped the animal rampages on the highways and the streets of Los Angeles, we heard reports of shoppers running from two leopards and lions on Rodeo Drive. I assume that is the same explanation for why you are here?"

"Yeah. Well I got the two leopards. We only need the lion," said the Nerd as he finished cleaning his glasses.

"Who's in charge?" asked HurricaneAubrey.

"HurricaneAubrey," said Jennxpenn.

HurricaneAubrey was astounded by how Jennxpenn immediately chose her to be the leader in the lion expedition. HurricaneAubrey looked to the Nerd in order to obtain his opinion.

"HurricaneAubrey," said the Nerd as he was nursing his tired arm.

"Very well. I'll lead," said HurricaneAubrey as she and the two other Internet Police agents marched away from the elevator.

The three agents were riding up the escalator. As HurricaneAubrey ascended to the third floor, she wondered why Jennxpenn would promote her to lead the lion hunt. She had expected Jennxpenn to proclaim herself to be leader on the basis that she wasn't a weak-willed, nostalgia-driven girl.

"Maybe it was my performance against the rhino and the elephants that swayed Jennxpenn to view me as her equal rather than a demoted agent," thought HurricaneAubrey. "I have to prove her right."

HurricaneAubrey led the two agents through the third floor. On this level, there was a mishmash of elaborate dresses and oversized t-shirts.

"Where is the lion?" questioned HurricaneAubrey.

"I saw the lion on the second floor during my first encounter with the beast," said the Nerd. "Sneaky little beast must have bolted and is using stealth as a tactical method."

"So how do we lure it out into the open?" asked Jennxpenn.

HurricaneAubrey turned her head to analyze her surroundings. She saw mannequins all around her.

"We'll use the mannequins to lure the lion out in the open," said HurricaneAubrey.

"Give us the details," said Jennxpenn.

The three agents were rearranging the mannequins to strategic positions on the third floor. It was HurricaneAubrey's idea to use the mannequins. The overall goal was to attract the lion by playing sounds of roaming savannah animals from their portable electronic devices. With the lion lured to the third floor by these noises, the mannequins would serve as a distraction while the three agents would fire their tranquilizer guns at the lion. The Nerd and Jennxpenn thought it was a good plan. But like any other good plans, it was subject to one fatal flaw: HurricaneAubrey's unplanned foray into her happy place.

"HurricaneAubrey. Are we ready to play the music?" asked Jennxpenn as she was done handling the last mannequin. "HurricaneAubrey?"

HurricaneAubrey didn't answer as she was tugging at a dress laced with flowers. She analyzed the intricate details of this dress, with the flowers expertly stitched in.

"HurricaneAubrey?" asked Jennxpenn again.

With no awareness of her two Internet Police agents or the fact there was a lion roaming the building, HurricaneAubrey walked towards a section containing oversized shirts

"HurricaneAubrey?" questioned Jennxpenn as she tried not to raise her voice.

HurricaneAubrey rubbed her hand on these oversized t-shirts and dress shirts. They were meant for someone of a larger size than hers, but she felt like these were meant for her. Of course, they weren't the elaborate dresses worn by European aristocrats, but in a private setting, they were appropriate for a woman exhausted by several crises occurring right now. The concerns being voiced by the Nerd and Jennxpenn meant nothing as HurricaneAubrey imagined herself in bed dressed in only an oversized dress shirt, with her bare legs rubbing against the smooth bedsheets. With her flowing brunette hair atop her outstretched arms, HurricaneAubrey felt at peace.

"Just let it go," said HurricaneAubrey in her happy place as she was reaching for the pillows besides her.

HurricaneAubrey placed a pillow between her legs as she recounted what she for the months of April and May.

"Clear your mind of your futile search for your little sister in Germany and Italy. Just dump all your bad memories of Roxy Harmon. And please let me forget about trying to rationalize the Nostalgia Critic's betrayal against me and the Internet Police," said HurricaneAubrey.

All she wanted to do was to sleep uninhibited. She proceeded to do just that. There was nothing she wanted more right now. She didn't care that she was in a room without walls and doors. In fact, the only thing she could see beyond her bed was pitch darkness. She couldn't perceive a floor beneath the bed nor a roof above her. And she didn't care. She was isolated from the chaos of reality.

"Am I in a pocket universe?" thought HurricaneAubrey. "No. Don't try to inject quantum mechanics or relativity into your mind. Just sleep."

HurricaneAubrey began sleeping.

"HurricaneAubrey!" yelled a female voice from beyond the darkness.

HurricaneAubrey placed her hands on her head as she tried to sleep.

"HurricaneAubrey!" yelled a male voice.

But nothing would wake HurricaneAubrey from her slumber. She was going to dream of even better places in this pocket universe.

"Get away from the lion!" screamed the male and female voices.

HurricaneAubrey opened her eyes with a horrified expression on her face. She sat up on her bed, and out in the darkness, she saw a lion leaping onto her. HurricaneAubrey jumped out of the bed, not caring that the floor might be nonexistent. Instead of falling into nothingness, HurricaneAubrey found herself back in reality as she was dressed in her official Internet Police uniform and not in an oversized dress shirt. She was also running with a tranquilizer gun away from an angry lion.

"What do we do?!" screamed Jennxpenn as she tried to chase after the lion.

"You're the leader, HurricaneAubrey. How the fuck are we going to take down the lion?!" yelled the Nerd as he trying to catch up to two women and a lion.

"Shoot at it from the sides!" yelled HurricaneAubrey. "I'm going to play as the distraction."

The two agents followed HurricaneAubrey's orders as they fired their tranquilizer guns at the lion. But the lion managed to dodge the darts fired upon it. It roared at the agents.

"Keep firing!" shouted HurricaneAubrey as she decided to lead the lion down the escalator.

HurricaneAubrey led the lion down to the second floor. And she then had the lion proceed down to the first floor. Of course, you might be wondering where were the shoppers of the Rodeo Drive mall? The answer was that these shoppers had ran the moment the two leopards and lion made their presence known in the mall. Wisely, the shoppers decided to retreat outside of the mall and inform the outside world of this event. It was their words being transmitted on the internet that enabled the three Internet Police agents to arrive at the mall and deal with the three big cats. They could only imagine what was happening inside the mall as they heard screams and yells along with several loud bangs.

"I'm going to play some music," said Jennxpenn. "Nerd, I need your portable phone."

"What the fuck for?!" shouted the Nerd.

"Now is not the time?!" screamed HurricaneAubrey as she saw the lion charging towards her as the three agents were in the wedding section of the mall, with white dresses for brides and tuxedos for grooms.

"You have a better idea?!" shouted Jennxpenn. "Trust me."

The Nerd looked at HurricaneAubrey in order to get her opinion on the matter. Much to his surprise, HurricaneAubrey simply nodded.

"Are you sure?" asked the Nerd.

"Yes. Let Jennxpenn do what needs to be done," said HurricaneAubrey as she winked towards Jennxpenn.

"Alrighty then. Catch," said the Nerd as he threw his phone at Jennxpenn.

Jennxpenn managed to catch the phone in her hand even with a lion in her presence.

"What's the password?" asked Jennxpenn as she saw that the phone's screen was locked.

"Is it really that important to have music playing?" asked the Nerd.

"Yeah it's important. Is your password something really embarrassing?" questioned Jennxpenn with a smirk on her face.

"I think we can have this pleasant conversation latter. Let's deal with the angry lion first before dealing with the Angry Video Game Nerd," said HurricaneAubrey.

"Fine. It's nostalgianerd," said the Nerd.

Jennxpenn and HurricaneAubrey saw the Nerd's adopt a depressing look on his face when he mentioned the password. However, there was no time to dwell on the matter as Jennxpenn typed the password, giving her access to the Nerd's entire phone.

"You better not look into my private information or fuck up my settings," said the Nerd.

"Don't worry," said Jennxpenn. "I'm just going to go on the internet and search for some music that will be psychologically damaging to the lion."

HurricaneAubrey tossed a mannequin wearing a white wedding dress in front of the lion. The beast simply jumped over the inanimate object in its pursuit of HurricaneAubrey.

"Here comes the first piece" said Jennxpenn.

Playing at maximum volume, the song The Circle of Life from The Lion King was heard by the three agents and the lion. The lion roared in triumph.

"Wrong music," said the Nerd. "If we don't play something else, our circle of life will end prematurely."

"Got it," said Jennxpenn. "How about this piece?"

Another music was being played from the Nerd's phone. It was the Rains of Castamere.

"Oh no," sighed HurricaneAubrey as she saw the lion roaring at her as she stood between rows of mannequins with red wedding dresses and tuxedos.

"Oops!" shouted Jennxpenn as she tripped and fell onto the floor. The phone in her hand slide across the floor. "Not to worry. I'll get it."

Jennxpenn was rummaging through a collection of black suits in order to relocate the phone. This left the Nerd and HurricaneAubrey with the unenviable task of subduing the lion, with the Rains of Castamere being played with medieval music in the background.

"We're each going to grab a mannequin," said HurricaneAubrey.

"Right," said the Nerd.

With HurricaneAubrey and the Nerd grabbing hold of a bride and groom mannequin respectively, the two agents held the two humanoid objects horizontally, with the plastic heads facing the jaws of the lion. The lion gave a roar as it took a bite out of the groom's head, crushing the mannequin's head underneath its teeth. The lion repeated this action with the bride's head.

"Come on Jennxpenn," said HurricaneAubrey.

"Play us something that won't foreshadow our untimely demise," said the Nerd as he was playing a game of tug of war with the lion.

Realizing that she still had a tranquilizer gun strapped to her body, HurricaneAubrey dropped her mannequin and decided to take aim at the lion. Unfortunately for her, the lion took notice and halted its tug of war game with the Nerd. The lion's eyes pierced directly at HurricaneAubrey. With the plastic pieces from the heads of the mannequins still being crushed by the lion's jaws, HurricaneAubrey froze, unable to pull the trigger. The lion bent down as it was ready to pounce onto HurricaneAubrey.

"How about this?!" shouted Jennxpenn with the Nerd's phone in her hand.

Forgetting about HurricaneAubrey, the lion turned to face Jennxpenn. The female agent with the phone began playing a song. It was The Lion Sleeps Tonight. Hearing the soothing music, the lion's eyes became droopy as it proceeded to lie onto the floor.

"Let me help you go into a calming sleep tonight," said Jennxpenn as she fired her tranquilizer darts into the lion.

The lion fell into a deep sleep. Jennxpenn approached the lion with trepidation. Her foot was now next to the lion's head.

"It's now in dreamland," announced Jennxpenn as she stared at the snoring lion, with her also turning off the phone's music.

Jennxpenn tilted her head towards the Nerd and HurricaneAubrey as the two agents simply stared at her, unable to speak.

"What?" asked Jennxpenn.

Jennxpenn decided to look behind her. It was a crowd of people, the shoppers who had evacuated the Rodeo Drive mall due to the big cat excursion. They were applauding at Jennxpenn as the throng of shoppers took out their portable devices to communicate what had just transpired.

"Thank you. Thank you," said Jennxpenn as she gave a couple of bows.

Jennxpenn was waving and smiling at her new admirers as she was making her way out of the mall. HurricaneAubrey saw the Nerd sitting down as he was touching the lion's head and neck. After a few seconds, the Nerd got up and followed HurricaneAubrey through the congregation onlookers, with none of the bystanders caring about them.

"Subscribe to my channel for more content from me," said Jennxpenn to the crowd. "Who knows, maybe I'll be dealing with a tiger or a bear next."

"Oh my!" shouted the crowd.

The Nerd and HurricaneAubrey cringed at that reference. But Jennxpenn didn't care. All she cared about was being appreciated by a public audience for her heroics in the battlefield. After basking in glory inside the mall, she finally made it to the mall's entrance. Just outside, there were news vans, with media people waiting for her with microphones and news cameras. Jennxpenn opened the mall's doors with gusto as she raised her arms straight into the air. A myriad of questions flew towards her.

"How did you managed to subdue the lion?" asked one reporter.

"Playing some music and firing a sleeping dart at it," said Jennxpenn. "Let's just say that I was very smart in coming up with that idea."

"I heard reports that you were also driving down the highway and taking down the elephants," said another reporter. "Is this true?"

"It is true. I took down those elephants," said Jennxpenn with a proud smile.

"And I bet you also took down those cape buffalos, rhinos, and cheetahs that were invading our hometown," said another reporter. "All by yourself, you saved the city of Los Angeles from becoming a literal urban jungle. How does it feel to be the savior of the City of Angels?"

Jennxpenn's smile faltered as she looked over the shoulder at the Nerd and HurricaneAubrey standing behind her. None of the reporters took notice of them. They all wanted to portray Jennxpenn as the hero of Los Angeles. No pun-intended, she did take the lion's share of the victory over the lion. And she did tranquilize the elephants before they could do any more damage. But could she also claim credit for all those other triumphs regarding the cape buffalos, the rhinos, and the cheetahs?

"No. It wouldn't be right," thought Jennxpenn.

Taking a deep breath, Jennxpenn raised her hands and lowered them as she began speaking in a calm voice.

"I cannot claim credit for solely saving Los Angeles. I must share it with these two people behind me. The one who took down the two cheetahs in the mall is a brave man known by many as the Angry Video Game Nerd. Of course, the one who also helped in subduing the cape buffalos and the rhinos is an extraordinary woman named HurricaneAubrey," announced Jennxpenn.

Gesturing the two agents to come forward, Jennxpenn positioned herself in between the Nerd and HurricaneAubrey as she grabs HurricaneAubrey's arm and held it high into the air.

"Without them, I wouldn't have gotten far enough to take down the lion, and even though I fired the last shot at the lion, these two were also instrumental in securing the lion. There are probably videos on the internet chronicling the heroics of these two," said Jennxpenn.

Jennxpenn took a step back, placing herself behind the Nerd and HurricaneAubrey.

"How about you two share your heroics today to the world?" asked Jennxpenn with an encouraging smile to the Nerd and HurricaneAubrey.

HurricaneAubrey had tears of joy in her eyes. The Nerd just took up Jennxpenn's offer as he began speaking to the reporters.

"It was nothing really. I took out two cheetahs in the mall behind me," said the Nerd in a casual voice.

The reporters went wild at this revelation.

"How large were these cheetahs?!" asked one reporter.

"Were you bitten?!" questioned another reporter.

"Listen everyone," said the Nerd as he raised both of his hands. "I have an important point I want to bring up. I examined the lion that was taken down by Jennxpenn. After feeling over the beast's head and neck, I have uncovered a small device plunged into the poor creature's neck."

"What does this mean?!" inquired one reporter.

"I'm just speculating right now, but I believe that these creatures that were rampaging throughout Los Angeles were acting unnaturally aggressive due to these electronic devices implanted into their bodies. I'm not a medical professional by any means. However, I can safely assume that these devices are connected to all the roaming animals' nervous systems, and as intended by some humans with malevolent motives, these devices are meant to trigger these animals," spoke the Nerd.

"Tell us more," said the crowd of reporters.

"We need more time to investigate who is responsible for these acts of cruelty," reassured the Nerd. "But enough about me. I'll have HurricaneAubrey give her own two cents on the matter."

HurricaneAubrey looked bewildered. The Nerd gestured HurricaneAubrey to give a statement regarding the animal rampage in Los Angeles. HurricaneAubrey glanced at Jennxpenn. The blonde agent gave an encouraging nod towards her. HurricaneAubrey had a plethora of things to say. But she decided that no words would be effective. All that was needed was an action. Thus, she grabbed Jennxpenn's arm and thrusted it into the air. The Nerd and the crowd of reporters applauded.

"Let's just get these animals the best care possible and get them home," said Jennxpenn as she lowered her arm alongside a smiling HurricaneAubrey.

At the Internet Police Complex in Boston, newly appointed Supreme Commander of the Innovation Alliance Jennxpenn was standing over a map of Europe alongside several other Internet Police agents. Among them were Chief Horner, HurricaneAubrey, and the Angry Video Game Nerd. Over this enlarged map of Europe placed over a metal table, there were model planes all over Germany as Jennxpenn pushed them across from France using a selfie stick.

"Thanks to the efforts of fellow agent TamashiiHiroka and British Internet Police agent Gigguk, we have successfully persuaded France to open their airfields to us. Thus, we can launch our military planes over the German cities occupied by Roxy and her Green Army," explained Jennxpenn."

"Such a shame that we couldn't convince the British Internet Police to open up their airfields," said HurricaneAubrey.

"I'm not surprised," said Chief Horner. "My British counterpart considers himself an ally of the nation of Sylvania."

"Why?" asked Jennxpenn. "Why would he be in love with that murderous girl?"

"He always tries to see the best in people or nations despite evidence to the contrary," explained Chief Horner. "It's his philosophy of building bridges."

"Building bridges doesn't work when the other side is so disgustingly cruel with nothing to give in return," said the Nerd. "Getting back on point, how are we going to land our troops into the occupied German cities. I imagine that the Green Army wouldn't roll out the red carpet by allowing us access to the German airfields. And if we attempt to parachute into Germany directly from the aircrafts, the nation of Sylvania would be ready with anti-aircraft machinery to shoot us down."

"You're right," said Jennxpenn. "Which is why I am contemplating using the rocket boosters from the glass elevators as a standard equipment for all the paratroopers."

Jennxpenn saw the incredulous looks from all the agents present.

"Allow me to explain. I am aware that the rocket boosters aren't efficient enough to be mass produced in enabling every soldier the same flying abilities as the glass elevators. But I believe that these same boosters can fulfill a different objective as an alternative parachute. A standard parachute needs to be open at a high altitude in order to be effective, and alongside the parachute's large area towering over the paratrooper, a parachuting soldier would be easy target for the Green Army. But if we install a rocket booster inside the backpack of every Innovation soldier, then we can create drag at a lower altitude to safely land the troops on the ground, with the added benefit of foregoing highly visible parachutes," explained Jennxpenn. "Do you think its possible?"

A few moments of silence passed by.

"It's plausible," said the Nerd. "But we need to work overtime to get these rocket boosters produced in time for the liberation of the German cities."

"Then we have a plan," said Jennxpenn with a smile.

"What about the liberation of the Italian cities?" asked HurricaneAubrey.

"We'll deal with it after the German campaign," said Jennxpenn. "One step at a time. Trust me. If we go after Germany first, then Roxy will lack the resources and people needed to carry out her dastardly plan."

"Okay," said HurricaneAubrey with a smile.

"I have heard reports of Germans taking up arms against the Green Army," said Chief Horner. "Hopefully, the German people will assist us in taking down Roxy. With the local population fuming against the Sylvanians, I expect a quick victory."

"I wouldn't be so optimistic," said the Nerd as he took out a portable electronic device. "Look at what the mainstream media chose to cover."

HurricaneAubrey expected the media to chronicle the Internet Police's animal adventure in Los Angeles. But instead, she saw several stories covering the evils of humanity and several protestors holding up signs at rallies across America. These signs read statements like Death to Humanity and Two Legs Bad. Jennxpenn was drinking a glass of strawberry juice as the Nerd started to share his opinion.

"I know what you're thinking," said the Nerd to all the agents present. "Not a word about the animal rampage in Los Angeles. I just received word that the reporters who covered and aired the story live were terminated from their jobs. Looks like the mainstream media is firmly on the side of Roxy."

"Let me see that," said Jennxpenn as she yanked the device out of the Nerd's hands. Her eyes were moving over the device. They then widened. "I see. Looks like these people aren't appreciative of what humanity has accomplished. So negative and self-loathing humanity is."

Jennxpenn climbed onto a steel chair.

"Listen. I hate long speeches. I'm sure many do as well. Rambling on and on before getting to the fucking point. But I'm going to make a semi-long one if only to show all of you why we should be grateful for being human. Got that?" asked Jennxpenn.

All the agents in the war room nodded.

"Now that I have your undivided attention, let us begin. Looks at what humanity has accomplished since we discovered fire. Glass skyscrapers, electricity, indoor plumbing, and the internet. We went from living in caves to landing on the moon. Don't you think that's reason enough to be proud of ourselves," said Jennxpenn.

"To play devil's advocate, what about the damage humans have done to Mother Earth?" asked one agent. "What about the rivers we polluted and the trees we chopped down?"

"At least it's better than before," said Jennxpenn. "One only has to look at how London looked during the early Industrial Revolution. The Thames River was beyond disgusting, and smoke form the factories left the city bathed in perpetual darkness. But look at London after its locals decided to clean up their act. If London can do it, why can't the rest of the world?"

"What about the trees? Who will speak for the trees?" questioned another agent.

"We all speak for the trees," said Jennxpenn. "But we can't speak for the trees if we're all murdered by Roxy. Why do we need to murder people in order to help the planet?"

"According to the Sylvanians, humans are bad, and we need to punish ourselves for how we abused Mother Earth," said another agent.

"Humanity is wonderful. No questions asked," insisted Jennxpenn. "Need I remind you of the many technological and artistic achievements accomplished by humans?"

"No," said several agents. "We've heard them a million times. It's always the moon landing, splitting the atom, and inventing fidget spinners."

"What if I gave you all candy, then will you listen to my semi-long speech?" said Jennxpenn.

Jennxpenn pointed to a large bag of candy in the corner of the room.

"Help yourselves," said Jennxpenn.

All the agents rushed towards the bag and grabbed several items that ranged from lollipops to bars of chocolate. HurricaneAubrey was helping herself to a blue lollipop when Jennxpenn continued with her speech.

"You know what, I'm going to make this speech brief after all," said Jennxpenn. "I present to you Katsushika Hokusai's The Great Wave off Kanagawa."

Jennxpenn held up her electronic tablet to all the agents. The iconic image of the Japanese woodblock was clearly displayed.

"You see how a human created this intricate image of a great wave in the vicinity of Mount Fuji," said Jennxpenn. "Look at the details of the waves and the sky within this woodblock. The waves even have hands embedded within its Imagine how much talent was needed for the artist to create this masterpiece."

HurricaneAubrey noticed that Jennxpenn was staring directly at her.

"But Hokusai isn't the only human capable of artistic genius. Every human being is capable of being an artist. You wouldn't ask a rock or a pillow to compose a symphony or draft a poem. You would need a human for that task. And I believe that humans have the potential of being great artists if you at least give them the chance. And Roxy intends to kill us before we even have that opportunity," said Jennxpenn.

Jennxpenn was showing several versions of the Great Wave to the agents, including one involving Godzilla causing the wave and a beer ad of the woodblock.

"I like those versions the best!" exclaimed the Nerd.

As Jennxpenn revealed more memetic imagery of the Great Wave that included Cookie Monster and aquatic Pokémon, HurricaneAubrey couldn't help but think that Jennxpenn was becoming more cultured and erudite.

"Reconciliation has been achieved," thought HurricaneAubrey as she licked her lollipop.

But optimism was dampened as another thought crossed HurricaneAubrey's mind.

"Isn't the Great Wave supposed to illustrate how humanity is insignificant compared to the raw power of nature. That kind of defeats the purpose of the woodblock being a testament to humanity's greatness when the image itself showcases how nature wins against puny humans," thought HurricaneAubrey as she saw the fishermen struggling to remain afloat in their wooden boats as a great wave is about to consume them.

"And that concludes my speech," said Jennxpenn.

"That's it?!" shouted one agent.

"I did promise you to make it short," said Jennxpenn. "What? You wanted me to go on for three more hours."

"That's fine. That's fine," said the Nerd. "We're okay with you cutting out the bullshit and getting straight to the point. Now I think it's safe to say that this meeting has been adjourned. Right Chief Horner?"

"Right," said Chief Horner. "We must now make the proper preparations, starting with calling all the rebels who fought against George Zazz and asking them if they are able to rendezvous with us in Paris, France. With that immediate goal in mind, I hereby declare this meeting adjourned."

With the end of the war meeting, the agents made their way out of the room. HurricaneAubrey was soon all alone with Jennxpenn as the Supreme Commander was putting away the map of Europe along with the model planes.

"Hey," said HurricaneAubrey to Jennxpenn.

"What's up?" questioned Jennxpenn.

"I wanted to say something about your interpretation of The Great Wave as an example of human ingenuity," said HurricaneAubrey.

"I wanted to thank you for introducing me to the wonderful world of art. More specifically, art that can be interpreted in many ways. I didn't know how messed up and interesting art can be. So much sexual and profane meanings behind many masterpieces," said Jennxpenn.

"Uh thanks," said HurricaneAubrey with an uncomfortable smile.

"There must be a reason why art is found in every human culture. From the cave paintings of Lascaux to the art studio in Boston used by one HurricaneAubrey," said Jennxpenn. "Do you know the answer?"

"Not right now," replied HurricaneAubrey. "I'm only human."

"A human with artistic merits," said Jennxpenn. "I think you have great potential."

"You flatter me," stated HurricaneAubrey.

"Now what is it that you wanted to ask me about The Great Wave?" questioned Jennxpenn. "Let me inform you that I did a lot of research on The Great Wave before talking about it in my speech."

HurricaneAubrey thought about what she wanted to say to Jennxpenn.

"I could say that she should've chosen a different artwork that didn't involve Mother Nature decimating humanity on shoddy fishing boats. Since The Great Wave has already experienced a memetic mutation on the internet in the form of inserting Godzilla into the original scene, it wouldn't be astonishing for the Sylvanians to use The Great Wave as a propaganda piece demonstrating how nature will destroy all humans for their crimes against the environment," thought HurricaneAubrey. "But based on the research Jennxpenn did, she did fine for someone who once despised deep interpretations of art. I can't fault her for not getting all the details right. Not now when our relationship is at a high point."

"HurricaneAubrey?" asked Jennxpenn.

"You did an extraordinary job," said HurricaneAubrey.

"Thanks, HurricaneAubrey," said Jennxpenn as she hugged her fellow agent.

HurricaneAubrey returned the favor as she embraced Jennxpenn in her arms.

"As Supreme Commander of the Innovation Alliance, I will bring Roxy to justice. The Nostalgia Critic will return to his normal self after being freed from Roxy's brainwashing. And I will get your little sister back no matter what," whispered Jennxpenn into HurricaneAubrey ears.

"As your apprentice, I will be humanity's vanguard against the Green Army, and I shall carry out your plans to liberate the German and Italian cities from the Roxy's clutches," said HurricaneAubrey.

"Promise me," said Jennxpenn as she stroked HurricaneAubrey's hair.

"I promise," replied HurricaneAubrey.

In what appears to be Prague Castle, a bald Nostalgia Critic was standing besides another bald man by the name of Mike Michaels. Even though they were standing in what looked like Prague Castle's dining hall, they could still hear Roxy torturing a man. What they heard will not be described in detail. The moans and screams then stopped. After a few moments of silence, Roxy entered the dining hall with blood on her hands.

"He lasted 24 hours with his heart taken out of his chest," explained Roxy nonchalantly. "Not good enough. I wanted him to be in pain for at least 48 hours when I extracted the heart with sharp instruments commanded by my own hands. For another 24 hours in between my governing of Sylvania, I could have savored his horrified look as he saw his own heart beating in front of him. Ah well. Onto the next subject then. Maybe I'll get a blonde woman next time."

Roxy wiped the blood off her hands using a tablecloth. She took her seat at the end of a long rectangular table as the Critic and Mike Michaels remained standing.

"What the fuck happened in Los Angeles?" asked Roxy to the Critic.

"The Internet Police agents managed to subdue the African beasts I unleashed upon L.A.," spoke the Critic as he held his head down in shame.

Roxy's eyes narrowed.

"Fuck the Internet Police!" screamed Roxy as she slammed her fist onto the table. "What does the mainstream media have to say about the Internet Police's victory?"

"Nothing," said the Critic. "The mainstream media has chosen to side with you, and any and all reporters who tried to publish stories defiling your image have been suppressed."

"Are you sure?" asked Roxy. "Because I've been hearing news of a resistance group, the same one that took down George Zazz, planning to attack the German and Italian cities of Sylvania. If the mainstream media is on my side, then why are there rebels?"

"There's always been those who are crazy enough to rebel," said the Critic. "They are clearly a vocal minority out of the many who support you."

"Even so, your failure in Los Angeles puts you in a dangerous position. Your plan of using implanted devices on the African beasts to create chaos might have even increased the number of rebels wanting my head," said Roxy.

"Like I said, a tiny minority of people hate you," said the Critic.

Roxy had her elbows on the table. She glanced over at Mike Michaels.

"You're been awfully quiet," said Roxy. "Got anything to contribute to the conversation?"

"I do," said Mike Michaels as he was rubbing his hand over his bald head. "Let me say that many people want the Great Green Society to continue. The mainstream media have said that this is an experiment they want to be seen to fruition."

"Don't forget about those who want to foil my plans," said Roxy. "I really want to kill millions of people. Is that too much to ask?"

"No," said the Critic and Mike Michaels simultaneously.

"Well then. Against my initial doubts, I will assign both of you to act as the top defenders of my holdings in Germany and Italy. Mike Michaels, I will place you in charge of establishing the defense of the German cities. Nostalgia Critic, the Italian peninsular will be defended by you," said Roxy.

"It would be our pleasure," said the Critic and Mike Michaels.

The two bald men walked out of the dining room. Roxy decided now was the proper time to sharpen her knife collection.

"I have gone a long way from Virginia Beach," said Roxy as she inspected the sharpness of one blade. "I even killed my own parents in order to get to this point. They were, to most people, perfectly normal people from suburbia who wanted to take me to Disneyland. But I don't want that. I want to kill people. I want to see their guts spilling, their eyes gouged, and their brains splattered in all directions."

Placing her knife collection down, Roxy got up and walked towards an ornate box. Opening the box's lid, she gazed upon a model set of an industrial factory.

"This will be my magnum opus. The ultimate torture factory. On an industrial scale, humans will be tortured to my pleasure. The final details will be hammered out, but I am certain that this conveyor belt of torture will involve the wicked humans being tarred and feathered as well as being converted into fertilizer for Mother Nature. And with enough persuasion, the mainstream media will praise me for this innovation. They'll say that humans deserve to be tortured for their crimes against nature," said Roxy.

Roxy saw a suit of armor in the corner. Picking up a gun, she fired it into the suit of armor's chest area. A liquid acid squirted out of the gun. The acid landed on the armor, with a loud hiss being heard as the armor's chest was melting.

"Perfect. Just the combat tool I need to inflict the most amount of pain," said Roxy.

In Florence, Italy, Allison, HurricaneAubrey's little sister, was walking through the abandoned streets of this once monumental city. Her clothes comprised of a dirtied dress.

"At least I'm not wearing a brown rag that I was forced to wear when those horrid Sylvanians came by," said Allison as she collapsed onto the ground.

In any other circumstance, she would have been impressed with being in Florence. This was the city that kickstarted the Renaissance, an intellectual flourishing of both science and culture. Even if she was a musician rather than a painter or sculptor, she still could respect Florence for bringing the world into the modern age.

"Why couldn't I be here with my big sister? We could have strolled Florence, enjoyed its museums, admired its architecture, and shop for Gucci bags as a satisfying conclusion to our time here," said Allison as she got back up on her feet.

The whole city appeared to be ransacked as shops appeared to have been looted. Allison was afraid that the worst of the thievery happened in the museums, specifically the Accademia Gallery and the Uffizi.

"I should check out these two museums. Maybe I'm wrong," said Allison.

Sadly, her worst fears were confirmed as Allison saw the plinth that supported Michelangelo's David was deprived of the sculpture. The same was true with the Uffizi as several paintings were missing from its walls. The few remaining artworks were subjected to vandalism by the Sylvanians, with messages like Fuck Humanity and Mother Nature Rules.

"Don't know what to think," said Allison as she saw black paint sprayed over several Renaissance paintings.

Coming out of the Uffizi, Allison made her way to the nearest piazza. In the center of this piazza was a statue. Taking a closer look at it, the statue had a contrary viewpoint of humanity compared to Renaissance sculptures. Much like their ancient Greek and Roman inspirations, Renaissance sculptures showed humanity as the embodiment of perfection and beauty.

"Looks like humans are no longer welcomed in Florence," said Allison.

The piazza statue had a man and woman being entangled in vines. Allison could see the panicked looks on their faces as they appeared to be screaming while stretching their arms into the air.

"Nature reigns supreme now," said Allison as she saw the vines suffocating the two humans.

After walking several feet through Florence, Allison came across an abandoned pizza shop. She needed to eat right now. Miraculously, all the food in the refrigerator were still fresh.

"Maybe this shop was abandoned only recently," said Allison.

With the help of an old-fashioned oven, Allison made a rudimentary plain cheese pizza. Using a knife and fork, she helped herself.

"Ahhh!" sighed Allison in relief. "First time eating real food. Better than the Enviromash gruel served in the zone of habitation. This cheese pizza was well worth escaping that overcrowded and unsanitary zone of habitation."

The savory taste of cheese coalescing with tomato sauce and bread made Allison tear up in joy. But then her tears of joy became ones of sorrow.

"I left all of those people behind," spoke Allison. "I keep telling myself that I will come back for them. But after seeing the Green Army beating up humans for the crime of existing and being forced to sleep in concrete buildings without proper bedding, I can't go back."

Allison saw a mirror on the wall. She got up and approached it. Between escaping the zone of habitation and trekking through the Italian countryside afraid of undercover Sylvanians, she saw that there were dark circles underneath her eyes. Allison then gave a sad smile.

"I retreated to Europe as a vacation from the trauma I suffered underneath the tyranny of George Zazz," said Allison. "How cruel it must be for me to be subjected to the same torture I had endured at Utopia Island. And it was all because of Roxy Harmon, a supporter of George Zazz."

Allison saw that her pizza was getting cold, and not wanting it to waste, she promptly finished it.

"But wasn't your big sister also a supporter of George Zazz. Does that put her in the same league as Roxy Harmon?" thought Allison.

Allison set aside her knife and fork and thought about this question.

"Absolutely not," thought Allison. "My big sister never involved herself in mass slaughter, and after not listening to her cries of apologies, I can now safely say that she only joined George Zazz because of extreme stress and anxiety."

Getting up from her chair, Allison took one last look around the pizza shop. Much to her surprise, she saw a violin on top of the refrigerator. She grabbed it. Allison decided to play Vivaldi's Summer. As she moved her fiddle over the strings, she was thinking about why her big sister and so many others, whether they be naïve individuals or opportunistic murderers, joined George Zazz. The answer came as Allison was halfway through Vivaldi's Summer. Her eyes widened.

"What makes humanity special? It's our desire to find meaning in the world. We need a purpose in the universe. Otherwise, we're just mindless automatons just eating, breathing, and sleeping," thought Allison. "George Zazz gave them an escape from being subjected to being abused and neglected by an unsympathetic world of randomness and emptiness. Of course, it doesn't excuse the destruction George Zazz and his followers inflicted during the Great Schism of America."

Finishing Vivaldi's Summer, Allison was faced with the question that had troubled her since the end of the Great Schism of America: why did half a million people die because of Mozart and Beethoven?

"It is because of a desire to become human," said Allison. "To experience the joys of being alive. People listen to Mozart and Beethoven to feel the rawness of their music and to interpret their complex compositions with a conscious gifted to them. And in order to feel truly alive, many have been willing to kill in the Great Schism of America. The answer is probably much more complicated that just wanting to be human, but it's a starting point."

Placing the violin back on top of the refrigerator, Allison decided to find a place to sleep before venturing further. She found an empty bed and breakfast next to the Ponte Vecchio. Getting into a bed with a mattress, Allison closed her eyes. Her mind was still racing with philosophical ramblings.

"The Florentine masters wanted to express their humanity by unleashing their artistic imagination," thought Allison as she laid beneath the bed sheets. "The Sylvanians have desecrated their legacy. Was it necessary to vandalize humanity's achievements to glorify the beauty of Mother Earth?"

Giving off a yawn, Allison tried to bring herself to sleep.

"All I need to do is to get out of Italy, and tell the world of what has transpired here," whispered Allison. "My big sister will help me free all the people in the zones of habitation."

The stage was being set for the War of European Succession. Allison was resting in Florence. The Nostalgia Critic was heading south. Mike Michaels was traveling north. Roxy Harmon was walking westward to gaze over her lands. And the American Internet Police agents were flying and sailing eastward to meet up with their allies in Paris, France.

Please review this story to provide me some advice on improving it. What other internet personalities or memes should the Internet Police encounter?