Wilson Hall Blueprints

Ok boys, I got my hands on a copy of the Wilson Hall Blueprints. They really are pretty misleading since they're WHITE not blue but it makes it easier to read. 

The plan is: enter through the air duct system in the side, infiltrate the green room, warm up, and get ready for face rocking! Simple plan, simple goal. Easy enough, even you guys could pull it off. We just have to get past the guards, the vicious dogs, screaming fans, and Dr Walders. But leave those to me. 

Here is the attached blueprint complete with my instructions. 

Study it, memorize it. 

Not too much time left boys

-Hotblades

HACKING JMU MAINFRAME

bzztt.....zbbt......beep!

Accessing JMU mainframe....password decoded....bzzt.

SUBJECT: Codename: THE HEIST
LOCATION: Wilson hall
DATE: April 12, 2008
TIME: 8pm

Subversive countermeasures employed....coding information....
maximizing rock potential.....success.

bzzzt! Error Margin .01% Chance of show success: 99.99%

Signing off...zbbtbzzt!!

Gentlemen...or Ladies...

I haven't decided which best applies to you bunch of goobers. I just want you to remember Ralph T. Preston tonight. He will be with us in spirit...

Practice Run

Aight Fellas.  Big night tonight.  Dis is when we all get back together and give dis badboy a shot. Da first reunion, da first break in, and last but not least, da first rock off since JC got let out.  I've peeped da schematics for the Hall we breakin' into.

www.wfu.edu/music/about/scales2nd.pdf

If we can get acquainted with dis by 2000 hours, we should have no problem bustin' up in Wilson

Don't get too excited, keep yourself GROUNDED.  Let's show these demon deacons and anyone else who get in our way who's da BOSS!!

Flashbacks

I've been having them again. The flashbacks.

Although the bumps and bruises that we have come to love from rocking so hard have healed since that fateful show last semester, my soul still carries a permanent scar. It represents the brotherhood, the music, the house... where 15 guys with nothing but pure rock in their blood instinctively fit into a tight arc of lyrical and melodious passion. I'm talking about the sweet sweet smell of the pop filter in front of the mic... the ache in my shoulders from wailing on the air guitar... I'm talking about pierre and ralph t preston... the adrenaline rush before taking the stage... the sheer electricity in the air as we kick it up to 11....

Indeed, the Madison Project remains a scar on my soul - burned and imprinted in permanence. Babaganoosh, Snakes, Hotblades, Moniker, Mr. Jack, Dex, Whippet, Skepto, Cereal Killer, Inside Man, and the rest... lets make this into something they'll never forget. I know this goes without mention, but once you're in, you're in. No turning back.

I've heard concern expressed about the boss. I've had my concerns as well, but from what I understand, he's keeping a low profile to stay off the fed's radar screen. After just being released, I'm sure the last thing he wants is to get put away again before this heist even takes place. I think we'd all be wise to follow his lead on this one.

video from Parole Board.

I know a guy in the joint- not as a prisoner, but on staff. He happened to know another guy on the Parole board. After they reviewed Chandler, the boss, they published this tape. My guy got his hands on it, and kindly gave it to me. See you tonight.

-Snakes

First Meeting

Alright boys, your patience has paid off. Our first meeting. Like I was telling Moniker, patience sure is the lamest virtue, but here is your reward. We'll be meeting at the coordinates you received in your self-distructing message and if it blew up before you had a chance to read it, READ FASTER NEXT TIME! And ask someone else. 

Be sure not to forget the meat. And thats not a codeword for anything, I honestly mean bring the meat, we'll be grilling. And some cookies. Chocolate chip is my favorite. Cake would be nice too. Oh and "buns," don't forget the "buns." Is that codeword for something? You tell me...

We'll be discussing our plans for this weekend. I've found a theatre that is a replica of Wilson Hall. We'll break in as practice for the real thing. It'll just be a test run since we're all a bit rusty and need to make sure we still remember how to rock faces off. If all goes well, we'll be one step closer to Wilson...

See you tonight boys, reconnoiter at 1800 hours. Don't be late

-Hotblades

Alright, I'm in too... where's the boss?

hey Mr. Jack...i dont know what "machine" microphones are, but its clear to me that you misread the instruction list and codename key. and Dex, about that facial hair comment, you know i have a hormone disorder, so shut your face before i tear it off.

oh man, it feels great to be back in the company of the old crew..but, where's the boss? they let him out days ago, but i havent heard a peep. i'm starting to get worried. he's apparently spoken to some of you, but i have yet to see is face since that fateful day last semester, when the University decided to step in after we got "a little too cozy" with our audience. I guess the coroners' reports didnt really suggest a comfortable level of coziness either...but nevermind that. If they didnt come prepared for the level of face-rocking, that's their own fault. let's hope we get a more prepared crowd for the 12th...god i can't wait.

Bunnies

So I Just got back from the "Pet Shop" and got the "Bunnies" that we needed.  As requested, I picked up three hand "bunnies", four semi-automatic "bunnies", and eight machine "bunnies".  To pick up the "bunnies", contact me at the you know where.

I'm in.

I don't know how I was pulled into this....i was doing my groceries, a white van pulled up, and the next thing I know, a tall lanky guy in suspenders and his shorter, stockier friend with glasses are telling me they're planning a heist in Wilson. I told them it could never be done, but they begged me to help them. They kept saying I was the only one who has ever come close to infiltrating Wilson, and with the help of one more guy they picked up for their team, they could finally do the impossible. I had a look at their assembled crack team, and I had my doubts. There were a few musical theatre majors, a few who didn't drink, and even some who couldn't grow facial hair. After expressing my opinion, the stockier one with glasses sat down and gave me a speech about heart, and reaching deep inside and being able to feel the energy, and if I did that, "we'd" all be able to pull it off. I cut him off midway through his rambling, and said I was in. I needed the money.

And it is Wilson, afterall.........

Get Their Act Together

I commend you boys for coming on such short notice. I'm sure you know as well as I how hard it is to find good help these days. You've been very vocal with your posts, lets keep it that way.

It does however depress me, and you know how much I dislike being depressed, that our fellow comrades did not have the decency to show up on time. As usual we have a few stragglers.

I've done all I can do, so its up to you guys. If you see one of 'em on the streets be sure to slap 'em up a little and tell them to get their act together. Tell 'em we have free booze if you have to. Whatever it takes to get their sorry butts over here. Tell 'em JC will have a talk with them if their lateness continues. Thats sure to get 'em over here faster than I can say "Where's Waldo?" and you know I have a tendency to speak very quickly.

Make me proud boys
-Hotblades

The Plan

Big. That word is infinitesimal to describe this job. I assume you all have seen the ransom note. No one has ever taken Wilson Hall by force in the history of James Madison University. The plan is flawless as long as one of yous guys doesn't cause a stink, ya understand? Yous guys are the best of the best. Each of you has been hand-picked by Mr. Chandler and myself. Just remember that there are two kinds of thieves in this world: those who steal to enrich their lives, and those who steal to define their lives.

Don't be the latter

I'm in...

I thought I was out. I wanted to be out. But I couldn't put it past myself, I couldn't up and walk away. To feel the rush, to become established once again. These flashes of....Wilson Hall?........oh God, it all makes sense now. I only pray I have the strength. Jeff, my friend, your time away will be avenged.

B. Ganoosh

Interesting news...

Check your mail in a couple weeks...something should be waiting for you...instructions...act quickly once they are received. No looking back now, boys...

Ransom Note. . .

Hey Fellas. Snakes Here. I was walking past The Harrisonburg Detention Center earlier today, and this note was thrown at me. I think it says, "Wilson Hall. April 12. Are you in?"

-Snakes

Day 1

Word on the street is Jeff Chandler gets out of the joint in a few days. It'll be nice working with proper villains again. I'd be willing to send him a cake with a nail file if it would get him out sooner. I'm starting to get restless. Something big is coming. . . I can feel it.

God I'm bored. I need to get back in the game. The thrill. I can almost taste it. Wilson Hall has no idea what's in store.

-TII