Maverick has become a Master Reiki Practitioner in the sleepy village of 'Peace Town,' Idaho....on the surface his life appears to be happy and fulfilled, but all is not what it seems. He misses the thrill of combat and blowing up Communists, and his home life is a sham. His son is an emo meth addict, and his wife is having an affair with the local bin man, due to his neglect of their relationship.
Maverick knows that healing people with 'energy beads' and 'Reiki Power crystals' will never replace that which he loves most....Meeting interesting people from different cultures, and killing them. Suddenly,
a loaded Hollywood scriptwriter who has drank too much bourbon decides it would be a good idea to incorporate the fictional Mission Impossible agency, the IMF, who contact Maverick in the form of Jack Nicholson.
Jack Nicholson informs Maverick of an insidious North Korean project to create sentient Robot planes that can 'Transform' mid air into mobile death dealing land combat platforms, with arms and legs, and frikkin lazers in their eyes, and sh*t. They are known as the 'Kommu-Kons'. Astounded by this lack of originality and blatant plagiarism, Maverick does not believe Jack Nicholson, and soon forgets about the message contained within Nicholsons exploding cuban cigar.
It is only after he learns the truth of the F-35 development that Maverick chooses to accept his mission. The 'Kommu-Kons' have been developed by Korea from stolen US-Alien tech dating back to Roswell.....In the Form of the 'Freedom-bots'!!! Tanks, subs and planes that can...err....talk, and fight for freedom
, and stuff!
But who is the enemy within, that betrayed their countries secrets? What exactly is the mysterious 'Kim Jong-il Code
'? Will Maverick be able win back the Heart of the woman he loves? Can Maverick in his sentient talking F-35 and the 'Freedom-bots' defeat the scourge of the 'Kommu-Kons'? Will his emo son ever stop stabbing himself and moaning about how 'no one understands his pain'?
Ill see you all next year at the Academy.
Good though, innit?