UER Taxman Name Thing

"We'll call ourselves the FIERCE-SOME FOURSOME!" Shouted the Taxman, enthusiasm dripping from every pore in his overly moisturized body. He polished the UER button on his lapel and flashed what he considered to be a winning smile. "The Fierce-some Foursome, a name that will--"

The Taxman stopped his award-winning monologue when he noticed the Captain was holding up her hand.
"What is it?" He ran his tongue across the back of his teeth. "Trying to do a motivating speech. Rally the troops! You know about that, don't you Cap-"

"We're not calling ourselves that." Said the Captain, cutting him off. "You don't name an operation that's supposed to be run in the black. And if you do, it certainly isn't the fiercesome foursome."

The hulking figure that sat besides the captain nodded. "I'm partial to Si Wong Operatives. If that's where we're to be operating."

"But what if the target moves from the location," The Captain began. "Then it sounds like we're not working in our jurisdiction. And if this is a black operation, there is no jurisdiction."

The brute shrugged forward, a little defeated.

"But," The Captain continued. "It is still better than the Fiercesome Foursome."

"Well if you'd let me continue." The Taxman ran a hand through his hair, trying to maintain his coif. "You'd see that the importance of a good name is--"

"What about Team Avatar?" Suggested the spindly, mustacheod man who sat across from the brute. "That's the goal right? To catch the Avatar? Team Avatar. We're teamed up to get the Avatar."

"No see, that reads too much like we're a team who likes the Avatar." The Captain chided. "But then it isn't an issue of jurisdiction, merely one of tone."

"Maybe it'd lure them into a false sense of security?" The brute mumbled.

"I don't hate it." Said the Yuyan Archer, a woman who had been silently observing the whole affair with the same enthusiasm a child has waiting for dinner to be cooked.

"Don't hate what?" Asked the Captain. "Fiercesome Foursome, Si Wong Operatives, or Team Avatar?"

"Oh." The Yuyan replied. "I thought someone said Si Wong Squad."

"Nobody said that." The spindly man grunted out. "Pay attention."

"Well do we like Si Wong Squad?" The Captain asked. "I mean, it isn't better than Operatives because of the whole location issue. But it rolls off the tongue well. Si. Wong. Squad."

"Si-Wong-Squad." Enunciated the Brute.

"Si Wong-Squad." The spindly man said mockingly. And then once more with gusto. "Si Wong Squad."

"Yeah, the Si Wong Squad." The Yuyan smirked. "See, it sounds good."

"GUYS!" The Taxman trembled with pent up rage. His hair fell slightly out of place and he could feel his shoulders lurching up, which didn't make him look imposing so much as it made him look wired. He raised a hand up in the air, high above his head and leveled it off flat. "I'm HERE!"

He then lowered his hand closer to his gut. "I want to be here. Okay?"

The Taxman took a breath. "Can we get back to here? Fiercesome Foursome is what our group is called."

"Well by all rights, Taxman--" The Captain started before another fierce hand gesture by the Taxman cut her off.

"And can you stop calling me Taxman!? My name's not--"

"Taxman." Said the brute. "What do you mean your name isn't Taxman? We've been calling you that ever since we got the call!"

"I mean, I don't rightly get it. Because we're not auditors..." The spindly man stroked his mustache. "Unless we're getting United Earth Republic tax credit on this...What's our budget anyway, Taxman?"

The Taxman clenched and unclenched his fists and began to count to ten. "It's not Taxman, my name's--"

"If your name is Axman where'd we all get the T from?" Asked the Yuyan. "Is it Axman isn't it?"

"NO. IT IS TAXMAN. I MEAN--" There was nearly foam in his mouth. "I mean pay attention! I'm in charge. So pay attention! We are the Fiercesome Foursome. We're gonna catch the Avatar! It's going to be GREAT! AND WE ARE GOING TO MAKE HISTORY."

The Captain raised her hand.

"WHAT IS IT CAPTAIN?!" The Taxman shrieked.

"There'd be five of us. Me, these three, and you. That's not a foursome. That's a fivesome."

The Taxman took a deep breath and raised a hand up in the air before leveling it off. He even got on his tip-toes.

"I am here, guys. I am right up here. Let's...let's bring me down a few levels, huh?"