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I stood under a flickering streetlight, leaning against the cold brick wall of a closed baguette shop, suitcase in hand. I adjusted my fedora and straightened my trenchcoat, gazing pensively up at the sky. A thin gray cloud had begun to roll over the full moon, and the Eiffel Tower glowed a particularly sombre tone of bronze in the distance. The streets were moist and glistening from a recent rainfall. No sooner had I begun to relax did I hear footsteps approaching from my right, echoing quite soundly on the empty, quiet street. I did not glance over to see who was approaching. Not yet. I felt the presence of someone beside me, and I knew the operation was about to go underway. I waited tentatively for the codeword. "Armin," the man beside me said. I relaxed. It was Jell. "Pawkeet," I replied. The tense air between us softened; everything was going to plan. Another man approached us. We waited silently for his codeword. "I'm Jazz," he said. Close enough. We relaxed and got a good look at each other. We were all wearing trenchcoats and hats, and more importantly, we all had our suitcases. Jell removed his sunglasses and withdrew a key from his pocket. "Let's begin." Jell opened the door to the closed baguette shop with his small silver key, and we quickly walked in, locked the door behind us, and sat down at a small round table. A baguette was sitting in wait for us. I broke it in half and removed a small piece of paper from its stale doughy insides. It was a list of the caves to be judged, complete with their creators and the accounts they were uploaded on. I read it aloud several times until the list was ingrained in our memories, and then I shoved the paper back into the bread and ate it. This took fourteen minutes. It was a long baguette. Nobody spoke. We snapped open our suitcases and removed our laptops from them, placed them on the round table, and booted them up. They went straight to HatPC. And then we played. "These are all quite difficult," I muttered. "Perhaps... too difficult." "Livio extended the comp three times so he could finish Oscillations," noted Jell. "That isn't fair." Jazz and I quietly agreed. The night slowly faded by, and by morning, our minds had been made up. The first place cave was decided unanimously, and our opinions on the others varied only slightly. We typed up a list, merged our votes, and saved the competition results on a USB flash drive. Then we stood, packed our laptops back into our suitcases, and silently left the baguette shop. I tied the flash drive to our reliable Interguild Carrier Pigeon and instructed it to fly the results to my home in Canada. Then I boarded the first plane out of Paris. If you're wondering why the results took so long to be released, it's because the distance between France and Canada is very far if you're a pigeon. In fact, the pigeon promptly died after delivering the flash drive. But it did not die in vain, for here, lo and behold, are the Collaboration Competition Results: RESULTS - All-Game Comp #5 - Collaborative Levels 2nd: Progression (HATPC) - Isa, Harumbai 3rd: Personalities (HATPC) - Ckjr, snowman 4th: Unification (HATPC) - soccerboy13542, jazz 1st: Jumble (HATPC) - Yaya, Harumbai 7th: Looption (HATPC) - Ckjr, Silver 5th: Perplexed (HATPC) - Ckjr, Isa 6th: Oscillations (HATPC) - Livio, shos User Comments (36)
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