2005-10-11

<Josie_Lyons> 4 RESET BUTTON. ALL UNSAVED INFORMATION LOST. 3x Mans

<Josie_Lyons> ::fresh from humiliation! she was guided to a newer organization for law enforcment… the Em Bee Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. XD drives up and glances at building:: Well… this is the address they gave me… looks like the place. ::parks along street. exits car and heads inside::
<JakeClawson> ((<Chance> ::as the story opens, blinks as the power flickers::  What was that?  <Jake> ::doesn’t even look up from his paper::  Some sort of plot device.  Pay it no mind.))
<JosephForge> ((::DIES!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<ChanceFurlong> ((:DEAD!::))
* LizzieSelkirk sets mode: +o Josie_Lyons
<ChanceFurlong> OKay. ::climbs down ladder to hangar:: WHAT are you doing now? ::suspicious, he is!::
<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))
<JosephForge> ::Fresh from the streets of…Twilight City! XD the super twins!! XD pulls up outside and gets out and waits on his sis:: <Tasha>::issa there baby! exits her car and the pair head inside!::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::issa sitting on the steps looking over a folder, counting names::
<JakeClawson> ::looks up quickly, is sitting at a drafting table surrounded by an assortment of rulers, T-squares, pencils and rolls of drafting paper::
<ChanceFurlong> Ah ha! ::point:: I knew it!
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks!:: <Tasha and Joe> Super Twin Powers, Activate! ::knock fists together:: <Tasha> Form of Racoon! <Joe> Form of stale coffee!))
<JakeClawson> ((::ISSOOOOOOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::FALLSOVER!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DIES*!!!!))
<Josie_Lyons> ::wonders if we were to meet up in conference room or whut?::
<JosephForge> ::yes! where are we supposed to meet?::
<JakeClawson> ((<Jason> ::is waiting for his ace superhero team to magically appear at his doorstep all in the same day per first episode rules:: ))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!::))
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!:: <Jason> ::Then sees what he got for real…is sadly disappointed. Has lost all faith in his comic books::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((Dur. Yes, conference room))
<LizzieSelkirk> ::caught me on the run, on the run, on the run! Has arrived in Megakat City just this morning, with a backpack on her back and little else in her possession, hoping to make it here if she can make it anywhere XP Well, at least not get in too much trouble::
<ChanceFurlong> ((:smacks self::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL!!!))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD!::))
<Josie_Lyons> (((::dead;:))
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::looks up to see people come in?::
<JosephForge> ::sho! issa entering the conference room!:: <Tasha>::Ditto!:: <Twins>::SALUTE!::
<JakeClawson> ((::DEAD::  <Jason> ::goes on gamely, this will work!  it always does on TV!  proceeds to read off their skills and such from his folder as they walk up and pose::  Josie Lyons.  Special skill: Sane.  Furklaw.  Special skill: Eats donuts.  Raccoon.  Special skill:…  subverts all MBI activi…  WHAT IS THIS?!))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((<Jason> I hope my super friends get here soon! <Josie> :;arrives:: <Jason> Thank goodness you’re here, Never-Breaks-The-Rules Girl! <Josie> I heard there was a crisis, and – <Joe> ::arrives:: Sorry I’m late. <Josie> Oh look, it’s the Feline Lamppost! ::etc.:: ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DIIIIIIIES*))
<JakeClawson> ::tries to look innocent:: What?
<JakeClawson> ((::SOOOOOOOOOODEAD LS::))
<JosephForge> ((::DEEEEAD!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::SOOOOOOOODEADDEAD!!!::))
<Josie_Lyons> ::then enters conference room as well. stands still, straight ‘n ridgid, saaaaaalute!::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> …. <Well, this will be interesting…>
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DYING y’all!::))
<ChanceFurlong> You’re gonna break the Turbokat again, aren’t you?
<JosephForge> ::are you picking on us being Twins?! You better not be! XD::
<JakeClawson> I am *not* breaking the TurboKat.  ::firmly::
<JosephForge> ::Standing at attention.:: <Tasha>::Ditto XD::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::not yet. If you, guy, are interested in my sister, however, I WILL pick on you.::
<ChanceFurlong> That’s what you said the last time. ::Arms crossed::
<JosephForge> ::give me time….I will be her first suitor. XD::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::oh, great.::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> Um… Lyons, Forge and Forge, am I right?
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks!:: <Jason> Note one male… ::writes name on “Trina’s Suitor’s List v.2.0″::))
<JakeClawson> And, I didn’t *break* it.  The new targetting system wasn’t quite up to spec, but it wasn’t *broken*.
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Josie_Lyons> Sir, yes sir!
<LizzieSelkirk> Thanks. ::gives a quick wave to the driver of the truck she rode in on the last leg as he drives off. Yes, did hitchhike part of the way to the city, to avoid detection. Bad girl! Is now somewheres on the outskirts. Looks up at the city ahead, trying to decide where to go first. Has never really been in a large city before, but has read about it in preparation for coming here, and hopes she’ll be able to find a place to stay. Wal
<LizzieSelkirk> ks up the road::
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL!!))
<ChanceFurlong> Neither was my head. ::rubs head::
<JosephForge> <Twins>::in unison:: Sir, Yes, Sir!
<JakeClawson> ((<Jason> You guys sound like a law firm… ::pause::  This isn’t about the insurance claims, is it?  I really *did* wreck my car after spilling boiling coffee on myself and breaking my arm while reaching for the napkins.  Honest.  Ask my sister.))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DIES::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEADDEAD!!::))
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::nearly blown away. XD::
<JosephForge> ((::SOOODEAD!::))
<JakeClawson> ::smirk::  Your head has never been quite up to spec.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<all three> SIR, YES, SIR!!!! <Jason>::chibi anime figure, blows away into wall. twitches:: ah… the former Enforcers… guh…))
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> At ease. The director will be here soon. ::checks off names;: I am Captain Jason Korat. ::salutes back:: Welcome to the Megakat Bureau of Investigation.
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL!))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEADDEAD!!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((This is what I’ve missed most: so many OCC jokes.))
<JakeClawson> ((::DEAD::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((er, OOC))
<JosephForge> ::nods and goes at ease. :: <Tasha>::Ditto. yes…we do everything in unison. XD Especially when they are new and mun has to have them doing the same things at the same time::
<Josie_Lyons> Sir, thank you, sir. ::stops saluting and goes over. takes a seat!::
<ChanceFurlong> Ha, ha, ha, ha. ::smirks:: Seriously, what ARE you working on?
<Josie_Lyons> ((Overly Crazy Comments? ;D))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL, that works))
<ChanceFurlong> ((Yes. XD))
<JakeClawson> Just a little something in case we’re both ever incapacitated while flying.
<JosephForge> <Twins>::yes! take seats as well. sitting beside each other::
<JosephForge> ((::blinks. rubs eyes. thought that said “in case we’re both ever DEcapitated while flying”…::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DIES:: <Jake> ::was going to say that, but didn’t wanna scare Chance too badly::))
<JakeClawson> ((Well, that would definitely make them incapacitated.))
<JosephForge> ((::DYING!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ::arches a brow:: Oh?
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEADDEAD!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> <SpiderExplorer> ::has set out with a small but intrepid band from the old kingdom attic of a grand, dusty old semi-haunted mansion. They have traveled far and wide, seeking a place to start a new settlement::
<JosephForge> ((Darn you guys! I’m laughing so hard now I cna’t even drink my coke!))
<JakeClawson> It’s a system that would allow a computer program to take over flying the jet and pilot it out of the danger zone and back to the hanger.
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark Sulfur> ::the director, yo! XD Comes in!:: <Jason> ::salutes:: <Mark> That’s getting annoying. <Jason> :smirks:: I know.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks!:: <Spider> We seek yon new kingdom to find our queen!))
<ChanceFurlong> An AI?
<JakeClawson> ((<Jason> Sir, yes, Sir!  <Mark> Don’t you start.  <Jason> Start what, Sir?  <Mark> ::casually picks up a chair and smashes Jason into the wall:: ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEADDEAD!!::))
<JosephForge> ::stands and salutes the director:: <Tasha>::Stands and salutes as well!::
<JosephForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<Josie_Lyons> ::stands and salutes!::
<JakeClawson> Of a sort.
<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!!))
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> Atten’hut! <Mark> ::cringe!::
<ChanceFurlong> Okay. Enlighten me. ::sits onna stool::
<JosephForge> ::at attention!:: <Tasha>::Ditto!::
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Chance> … an AIM?! OH NO the Turbokat is going to think and talk like an AOLer?!?! Have you gone mad?! <Turbokat> ::prints out something, spits it out at Chance:: <Chance>::blinks, reads paper:: no u r mad LOLOLOL!! i m better than n e 1, even u!!!!1111eleven))
<Josie_Lyons> ::at attention as well!::
<JosephForge> ((:::SOOOOOODEAD!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEADDEAD!::))
<JakeClawson> ((::ISVERYDEAD!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> <ExplorerSpiders> ::make their way through dark corners, behind dumpsters, through cracks in walls, and generally through little places.:: <Leader> ::can feel somehow, just *knows*, that what they seek is not far in the distance::
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*QUITEDEAD*))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> ::grabs Jason inna headlock: At ease. Seriously, stop. <Jason> ::insane grin::
<JakeClawson> Well…  It’s expanded a little since my initial concept because I realized that it needed enough thinking capacity to pilot us out of a tricky situation if necessary.
<JosephForge> ::looks at his sis and raises an eyebrow like “Is this guy serious?”:: <Tasha>::Shrugs and takes a seat:: <Joe>::ditto::
<Josie_Lyons> ::blinks, looks rather confused now. glances at Tasha ‘n Joe a moment, then looks back to Mark ‘n Jase::
<Josie_Lyons> ::slowly sits down, after quittin’ with tha saluting::
<JakeClawson> ((<Chance> Expanded like how?  <Jake> Uhm… Well, it’s like I started with something like Pong and now it’s more like one of those complete virtual worlds… like the Matrix or something.  But, all the additions are completely necessary!))
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((DEAD!!))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dead::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<ChanceFurlong> So… if my brain breaks… :jokingly::
<JakeClawson> I have Superglue.
<JosephForge> ((LOL! Jake and Chance!!))
<ChanceFurlong> You are too kind.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Jake> It’s so advanced and cool, that it’s even gonna get it’s own movie!  Pong! THE MOVIE! A new way that the SWAT Kats play.  Coming to theature near you.))
<JosephForge> ((::SOODEAD!::))
<JakeClawson> I know.  ::smirk::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> So welcome to the Bureau. I’m glad Korat’s welcomed you in the… uh… strict manner.
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<ChanceFurlong> So that’s it?
<JosephForge> ::doing his superhero stuff..being a lamppost. XD:: <Tasha>::gives a small smirk at that. leans back in chair. obviously more relaxed than her brother::
<JakeClawson> ((::DEAD::  <Chance> I thought we usually played Pong back and forth in the Centrifuge…  with real ping pong balls.  <Jake> The movie involves playing Pong with jets.  The parent/teacher associations thought the centrifuge was too dangerous. ))
<Josie_Lyons> <As opposed to the strange college frat manner you’ve displayed?> ::having doubts already about working here -g-::
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DIES!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ::heads into town, and considers that she really ought to eat something. Has been on the road since before dawn, without much chance for breakfast, so looks for a place to rest and eat one of her snacks. A park sounds good.::
<JakeClawson> Pretty much.  What I’m working out now is how to “teach” the program when it needs to intervene and when not to.
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> So let’s start off. Why don’t you all tells us why you’re here?
<ChanceFurlong> You’re gonna make it sentinient?
<JosephForge> ::glances at Tasha. Ain’t gonna be the first to talk thats for sure! :: <Tasha>::glances at Josie. Wonders if she wants to go first.
<JosephForge> ::
<Josie_Lyons> ::will let the Twins speak first XD hers is rather embarrassing::
<JosephForge> ::why us?! We wanna let you go first! :: <Tasha>::um..yeah! XD::
<JakeClawson> ::brow arch::  That’s not really what I’m aiming for.  I mean, it needs to be pretty complex.  And, I want it to “think” in a way, but…  I don’t think either of us wants another Zed.
<Josie_Lyons> ::WELL FINE. but your names are first in the alphabet XD::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> ::exchanges a look with Jason:: Alright. I’ll start. ::arms crossed:: Dishonorably discharged due to not following orders when I felt that I was doing the right thing.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Jake> What about a Ned? He’s nicer.  <Turbokat> Hi diddly-o T-Bone-reeno! ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DEAAAAAAAAAD*))
<JosephForge> ::blinks. wasn’t expecting that one:: <Tasha>::Ditto! still ain’t gonna say the real reason she’s heeeere!::
<JosephForge> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD!!::))
<JakeClawson> ((::DIIIES::  <Chance> ::screams!::  ))
<Josie_Lyons> ::wow! wasn’t expecting that.  curious about that but won’t prod him further. raises hand::
<ChanceFurlong> Turbokat still cries whenever Zed is mentioned.
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Lyons, right? ::looks to Josie::
<JakeClawson> It could have been a lot worse if that metal monster had absorbed her.  ::slight twitch, doesn’t want to think about completely rebuilding the jet, hasn’t had to do that in a year… a new record::
<Josie_Lyons> ::nods:: Yes sir. ::stands:: I’m here because I was also dishonorably discharged for… accidental damage of property and endangering the lives of a superior officer after hesitation from his command, sir. ::sits back down::
<Josie_Lyons> ((the life of^))
<ChanceFurlong> Bad enough it absorbed the Hoverkat.
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::might as wells get it over with. raises a hand::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> ::nods to Tasha:: Forge.

Session Start: Wed Oct 12 00:00:00 2005
Session Ident: #mbi_sk
<JakeClawson> Yeah.  Anyway, this program won’t have that kind of capability.
<JosephForge> ::Stands:: Lost a partner in the line of duty. Decided it would be best to leave and come here to join this organization where I felt I could do more good.
<JosephForge> ((^Tasha))
<ChanceFurlong> Well, how long is it gonna take you?
<JosephForge> ::quiet XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks:: <Joe> Charlie… poor Charlie… ::sobs:: <Tasha> … shut UP. ::bonks Joe::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((lol))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD!!::))
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!!!::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Mark> What about you, Forge? <Joe> ::shrugs:: She made me.  Do we get donuts?))
<JosephForge> ((::Diiies!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Very well. And, what about you? ::to Joe::
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD::))
<JakeClawson> ((::DEAD!::))
<JakeClawson> I’ve got the basic programming done, so it should be ready to start testing soon.
<JosephForge> ::deep breath. stands:: My talents weren’t needed in my hometown, and was rejected by the Enforcers so followed my sister here. ::sits. mun says he’s already a sniper.::
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Jase> Rejected? <Joe> Yes.  ::stands, flexes muscles:: I was to pretty for them to handle.  Steele, he was a jealous! ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL))
<ChanceFurlong> ((DEAD!))
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Josie_Lyons> ::oh yeah! wearing a dark grey skirt suit, white button up blouse and black tie ‘n black heels to this thang::
<JakeClawson> ((::LOL!::))
<JosephForge> ::awww man! gotta clothes horsey! in some khaki pants, black dress shirt, and black shoes:: <Tasha>::in some nice grey slack pants, black boots, and blue button up shirt untucked::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Talents such as?
<JakeClawson> ((<Joe> I shoot people.  <Mark> That’s… nice.))
<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!!))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> :is in a white shirt and jeans:: <Jason> ::is inna red t-shirt and jeans::
<ChanceFurlong> (::DEAD::))
<ChanceFurlong> Huh. So what’s this new program’s name?
<Josie_Lyons> ::JEANS?! you all are NUTTY here!!! XD don’t mind me.::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::we’re just speshul. Plus our mun says we’re handsome::
<JosephForge> I’ve had training in marksmanship with special focus on sniper training.
<Josie_Lyons> ::oh ho! so you were too pretty for the Enforcers too!::
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::oh so we should be drooling right now?::
<JakeClawson> I’m calling it Sypher.
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> ::please do… tho’ I may already be taken if we’re going by mun’s fanfic universe:: <Mark> ::shuttup, mun. Dn’t look at me!::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Interesting. So you all have different stories.
<ChanceFurlong> Abbreviation for… ?
<LizzieSelkirk> ::whee clotheshorsey! Wearing a maroon T-shirt, old jeans and sneakers, and a gray hooded sweatshirt that appears to have had its logo scraped off. Mun has decided that she *does* own the robe, but doesn’t wear it all the time, to avoid attention. Also has a big old brown-drab backpack on::
<LizzieSelkirk> <ExplorerSpiders> ::are wearing their exoskeletons, and their grand dream!::
<JakeClawson> ((<Jake> It’s an acronym for Specialized….    <Chance> I’m calling it “Sy”.  I can remember that.))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Josie_Lyons> ((*One Year Later* <Jake> … so these cyberkats here that are driving us insane… they all came from us now and the Turbokat? <Chance> Yep.  <Jake> And not Dark Kat? <Chance> Yep. <Jake> So we can only blame ourselves for these headaches? <Chance> Nope. <Jake> Nope? <Chance> YOU were the wizzo who came up with the junk, not me. <Jake> … thanks for the backup.))
<JakeClawson> ::shrugs:: In this case, I just liked the name.
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD!!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEADDEADLYONS::))
<JosephForge> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!!!!!::))
<JakeClawson> ((::DIIIIIES Lyons!;:))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DEAD*))
<JosephForge> ::nods to Mark’s statement:: <Tasha>::drooling..er…XD  won’t talk about her talents yet. Will let them know when she has her first wreck, or runs over the little ole lady down the street. whatever comes first. XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::nods nods, yes we do, Casual Friday XD::
<JakeClawson> ((<Jake> But, I actually borrowed the base program from a Puma-Dyne prototype.  <Chance> ::throttle!::  Don’t you know anything from that place is trouble?!  ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL))
<JosephForge> ((::DIES!::))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> I’d let Jason tell you what he did that got him here, but I’ll leave that to him.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::busts up::))
<Josie_Lyons> ::looks at Jase now::
<JosephForge> <Twins>::both look at the Jaserz.::
<Josie_Lyons> ::we stare into your SOUL AHAHAH- stop it mun::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> Oh, sure, put ME under the spotlight. <Mark> ::smirk::
<JakeClawson> ((<Jason> ::ohIsohateyouMarkyousetmeup!::))
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<ChanceFurlong> Well, are we testing it in the T-kat, or in a simulation?
<JosephForge> ::wonders why he ain’t fessing up like the rest of them had to:: <Tasha>::Thinks it must have been BAD for him not to want to talk about it::
<JakeClawson> I’ll run it through some simulations before I install it in the jet.
<ChanceFurlong> Oh, goody. I can keep my lunch for a few more days.
<JakeClawson> It won’t be that bad.  ::as he sets about shuffling some things on his worktable::
<ChanceFurlong> Right. Well, anyway, lunch is ready.
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> Rejected due to the fact that my cousin and his best friend were demoted. ::smirk::
<JakeClawson> Alright.  ::hops off his stool and stretches::
<JosephForge> ::blinks at that:: <Tasha>::looks at Jason oddly. Don’t think thats a good reason to be rejected but..won’t question him XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::blinks:: Surely you’re mistaken on the reason, sir? ::erk straightens, blush didn’t mean to talk without permission::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> Ask Lt. Commander Steele. He should know.
<Josie_Lyons> ::frowns at that… :: I’d rather not actually… ::looks away::
<ChanceFurlong> Seriously. Did you get any sleep last night?
<Josie_Lyons> ::Steele is TEH EVIL! to more than her apparently::
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::shaking head some at that:: <Joe>::issa glad he got rejected. Don’t wanna be in with someone that won’t hire based on other’s actions::
<LizzieSelkirk> ::oh dear::
<JakeClawson> A couple hours.
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Alright, since we know eachother’s stories, lets’ get down to business. :sits::
<JosephForge> <Twins>::sit up straighter now. had kinda started to slouch a bit::
<Josie_Lyons> ::looks to mark now, full attention on him::
<ChanceFurlong> Insomniac.
<JakeClawson> ::just grins and leads the way upstairs::
<ChanceFurlong> ::goes after him, made sandwiches::
<JakeClawson> ::scoops up his tuna sandwich and attacks it with gusto::
<ChanceFurlong> I can tell you didn’t have breakfast either.
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> So you are aware that this agency is brand new.
<JosephForge> <Twins>::nod!::
<JakeClawson> ::defends himself:: I had a granola bar.
<ChanceFurlong> You scare me.
<Josie_Lyons> ::nods:: Sir, yes sir.
<JakeClawson> What?  It’s not like you had anything better!  ::gestures towards the cereal where Chance’s favorite sugar-laden wonder is sitting::
<ChanceFurlong> At least it filled me up.
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> And, that we have not been approved by City Hall as of yet.
<JakeClawson> My granola bar was healthier.
<ChanceFurlong> :razz;:
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::quirks an eyebrow:: Not been approved, sir?  Then what about..jobs and such? Thats why we are here after all.
<Josie_Lyons> ::wonders same as Tasha’s asked::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> No. We haven’t been approved as a ‘serious’ law enforcement agency as of yet. ::does quotation marks:: <Jason> But, you’re all still getting paid, which according to our budget, should be enough to pay rent and bills without any trouble.
<JosephForge> ::nods:: ahh. okay.  <Joe>::wheeew! I don’t have to go to the military! XD::
<JosephForge> ((^Tasha at first there))
<Josie_Lyons> ::raises hand:: What do you mean, serious, sir?  I hope we’re not just here for show and that we’re actually going to be doing some law enforcement to protect the city.
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Oh, we’re doing it. ::smirks:: It’s just that the Enforcers aren’t going to like us. <Jason> Commander Feral’s already given his two cents.
<Josie_Lyons> I don’t understand why they wouldn’t like us… we’re just helping as they are, sir.
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::nods to that::
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> Think of it this way – since we’re not approved, but basically taking the law into our hands, what does that technically make us?
<Josie_Lyons> … vigilantes? ::guesses::
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Thats illegal though.
<Josie_Lyons> We’d be no better than the SWAT Kats, only… without masks and all.  ::then:: We’re not wearing masks and flightsuits are we?
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Not illegal if City Hall is willing to give us a shot.
<LizzieSelkirk> ((<Jason> Oh no, we have something much classier in mind. ::pulls out . . . Colorful Spandex Superhero Costumes!:: <Tasha> ::looks at them:: . . . Not bad. But couldn’t we add some capes for effect – <Mark> NO CAPES!))
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Okay so..why would city hall allow us to do this, but yet not allow us to be an ‘serious’ organization?
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<JakeClawson> ((::DEAD!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((:DEADDEAD::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DIIES!::))
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> We’re under a trial of sorts. The majority of the applicants are fresh out of college.
<JakeClawson> ((<Jason> I discussed the details with the Mayor while he playing on the Putt-Putt course he has in City Hall.  I got some things past him while he was concentrating, but I didn’t want to push it.))
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::nods:: That makes sense.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DEAD::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((DEAD!))
<Josie_Lyons> So what is the purpose of this orgnaization then, if it isn’t the same as the Enforcers?
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> We’ll be investigating whatever falls into the cracks. And, yes, we’ll probably be getting involved in the affairs of the Enforcers, too.
<JosephForge> <Tasha> so basically lower level cases that the Enforcers don’t seem to have the time to do?
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> For a fresh start.
<Josie_Lyons> ::nods at that::
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::nods::
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> So if you feel comfortable…?
<Josie_Lyons> Comfortable, sir?
<ChanceFurlong> <Jason> With what we’ve told you so far?
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::shrugs:: I”m cool. I’m good.
<JosephForge> ::is being his lamppost self. XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::sighs:: I don’t have much choice in the matter to be frank… I want to continue helping out the city.  It’s what I’ve always wanted to do.  So, if it means … doing things a bit… ::struggling to say this XD:: unorthadox for a little while… I can deal with it.  I mean, City Hall should approve us, right?
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> ::smirks:: Keep yourselves confident and they will.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Josie> You’re asking me to break rules AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH- okay okay… I’ll be okay. ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::dies!::))
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<JosephForge> <Tasha> I can live with that. ::smiles::
<Josie_Lyons> Oh I’m confident I can do the job, sir.
<JakeClawson> ((::DEAD1::))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Good to hear. So I assume you’ll be here tomorrow at 7:30 a.m. sharp to learn the basics?
<Josie_Lyons> ::nods:: Yes sir.
<JosephForge> ::nods:: Yes, sir. <Tasha> Yes, sir.
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Great. Korat’ll be here to guide you through the process. We’ll probably have a couple other recruits here around the same time, so be ready to meet new faces.
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Okay. <Joe>::just nods. lol!::
<Josie_Lyons> ::nodsnods wooooo!::
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Lex>::new recruit too!:: YEY!! Who’s ready to start fightin’ crime?! I aaaaaam! <Jase> O_o; what’s her deal? <Tasha> I think her wedding energy transferred to her newly found employment energy… <Jason> … is it too late to send her back to Feral?))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD::))
<JosephForge> ((::DEAD!::))
<JakeClawson> ((::DEADDEAD!::))]
<Josie_Lyons> <Lex>::will be brought in too lol just not this evening mun not up to her cheeriness XD and it’s too late to have her show tonight -g-::
<Josie_Lyons> ((::decided to bring in Josie and Lex for now.  Maybe a baddie too but will see which one later depending on how this goes. XD and that’s it for a long time she swears it! -g-::))
<JosephForge> ((<Muns>::NONE believe Annu in any way, form, or fashion::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::DEAD::))
<LizzieSelkirk> <Cadfael> ::mun is not sure whether he should be brought in. Not yet, anyway; there isn’t really a place for him yet.:: <Atropos> ::likewise. She isn’t the sort to go out for herself, so there has to be a pre-established villain::
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies! bap Joemun!::))
<ChanceFurlong> <Mark> Good. So we’ll see you tomorrow. Dismissed.
<LizzieSelkirk> ::*will* find a place for her, somehow::
<Josie_Lyons> ::nods, stands, salutes, exits! hahahahaha! come fight crime with us! you KNOW you wannu!::
<JosephForge> ((LOL! owwwww!))
<JosephForge> <Twins>::stand and salute! exit! stage left!))
<JosephForge> ((er…no )) at the end. :: instead))
<JakeClawson> ((Aaaand… I think I better hit the hay.  ::falling asleep:: ))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((Goodnight, Sage!))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Lex>::late to first day of work! OH NOEZ! floors it, slams into LS!:: Oh no! ::takes her up and to HQ:: We don’t go by the same rules so… is it okay if I hide this? ^^; <Megs> O_o; ))
<ChanceFurlong> ((Same here. ::is gonna post to the LJ community very soon::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((maw night guys!))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!!::))
<LizzieSelkirk> ((LOL))
<JosephForge> ((Nights!))