2006-02-10

<JasonKorat> 4 RPG startah?

<Jack_Spinner> I really liked the TNBA look of all the characters. Bruce’s characte model was probably the one that needed an overhaul the most

<Jack_Spinner> ((yeah, that was OOC ;) ))

<Countrykat> ((brb before I get going))

<JasonKorat> ((Kies! XD))

<Ann_Gora> ((::DIES:: <Jack>::discussing cartoons with Dark Kat and Rilth:: <Dark Kat>:;was always partial to Lois Lane himself:: <Rilth>::wonders if these two really are the best sources for aiding the Latifrons’ plans::))

<Ann_Gora> ::where are we, Jase? Or did we set a meeting time/place?::

<JasonKorat> :Hrm… we at your office before we head there?:

<Ann_Gora> ::alrighty! can say that Johnny just left after he finished explaining the basics of the camera operation with Jase. lent one of the studio’s cameras, but not the one he personally uses:: Alright, ready to go, Jase. ::finishes checking herself inna compact mirror::

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Johnny> :: his close relationship to his camera has often led to many risen eyebrows from his peers ::))

<Ann_Gora> ((LOL! <Johnny> My baby. Maw, baby wanna go for a day in the park on the playground?))

* Disconnected

Session Close: Fri Feb 10 23:16:29 2006

Session Start: Fri Feb 10 23:17:10 2006

Session Ident: #mbi_sk

* Now talking in #mbi_sk

* EmpressFelony is now known as Annie_G

<Ann_Gora> ((LOL! <Johnny> My baby. Maw, baby wanna go for a day in the park on the playground?))

<JasonKorat> ((::dies!::))

* JasonKorat sets mode: +o Annie_G

<Annie_G> ((::blinks as my other self just posted the last thing I did O_o;::))

* Ann_Gora was kicked by JasonKorat (Stop impersonating my bebbeh!)

<Annie_G> ((LOL did Jase answer Ann btw?))

<JasonKorat> <JasonKorat> OKay… ;:adjusts his cap:: You’re still up to this?

<Annie_G> Of course. There may be a story in this. Besides, they stole my tape among other things. ::frowns a moment. pulls on her suit jacket and purse, exits her office::

<JasonKorat> ::nods, goes after her, camera over his shoulder::

<Annie_G> Think you can handle driving one of the Katseye’s vans? ::goes to elevator, gets in ‘n all when it arrives::

<Countrykat> ((back! dad had me sanding on the cabinets as he’s revarnishing them. Amazing how his projects become mine…))

<JasonKorat> I’m sure I can’t crash. ::grins::

<Annie_G> ((LOL XD))

<JasonKorat> (WB!))

<Countrykat> ((TY!))

<Annie_G> Well that’ll have to do. ::grins back. exits elevator and goes out to the back lot where the particular van is parked they’ll take. takes out keys and opens up the side for him to place the cam in::

<JasonKorat> ::takes keys and hops into driver’s seat:

<JasonKorat> ::after putting camera in, that is. ;D::

<Annie_G> ::-g- gets into the van on passenger’s side:: Let’s go.

<Countrykat> ((Does MoDaD feel up to Glitch poking around at the NSA computers again or is Jase and Ann too much to handle tonight? ))

<JasonKorat> ::nods, drives to NSA headquarters::

<Annie_G> So remind me again, what am I to say the reasoning for interviewing Jack Spinner specifically?

<JasonKorat> His ‘wonderful’ accomplishment in finding flaws with the MBI. ::smirks:: He’ll love that one.

<Annie_G> ::laughs a little:: Seriously Jase. ::to remind mun XD and the uh… audience whoever they be that will read this later? XD::

* Countrykat is now known as Joseph_Forge

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Field Office> :: one of many rooms at the local federal building ::

<Annie_G> <Joe’s phone>::ring-a-ling-a-lings::

<JasonKorat> I am serious. ::grins::

<Joseph_Forge> ::picks it up:: Hello?

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Computers> :: are available it seems ::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::heeee! will poke then! decided to do a little work then while her dad was away and so is Stormcrow. issa..sitting in the park, feeding the pidgeons as she likes to do. starts accessing the internet and the computers and all! starts trying to hack into the compys again::

<Annie_G> Oh yes, here’s an opening question “Mr. Spinner, I hear you’ve been illegally searching and seizing information at the Megakat Bureau of Investigation, for what reason are you being such a jerk?

<Annie_G> ”

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Jase> :: as soon as he exits the van, steps on a rake on the ground, which springs up and knocks him out :: ))

<Annie_G> <Derringer> Hey Joey! Is Derringer. How ya doin’?

<Annie_G> ((LOL!!))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DEAD!::))

<JasonKorat> ::busts up!:: I knew I liked you for a reason. ::grinning::

<Annie_G> I just hope he doesn’t recognize you, Jase.

<Joseph_Forge> ::sits up in chair:: I’m doin’ wonderful. How ’bout yerself? ::grabs paper and pen to write info down if he gives it::

<JasonKorat> I’ll have my face behind a camera. Don’t worry. ::smiles, arrives at HQ, drives up to the guard house and sticks his head out:: Katseye News, sir.

<Annie_G> <Derringer> Doin’ alright I suppose, though I’m in a bit of a jam. Thinkin’ maybe you can help me out.

<Joseph_Forge> Needin’ a place to stay again?

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Network> :: is seemingly accesible via the same methods that worked previously. It seems as though no new security measures have been taken ::

<Annie_G> <Derringer> Nah nah, not me… but eh some merchandise if you get my meanin’.

<Jack_Spinner> <Guard> :: raises the crossbar :: Sign in at the lobby.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::gets in then easilly, then goes to trying to access Stormcrow’s files again::

<JasonKorat> Thanks. ::drives on in::

<Joseph_Forge> MErchandise, huh? How much and when?

<Annie_G> <Derringer> ’bout two of those crates like ya saw before and as soon as you can get away.

<Jack_Spinner> <LS Files> :: read as they did prior ::

<Jack_Spinner> <Federal Building> :: is a generic looking multistory building, with several parking spaces outside, and a large lobby at the entrance ::

<Joseph_Forge> Can you hang onto them a couple of hours? I got something going here work related. Don’t want them getting suspicious as to why I’m leaving.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::starts trying to change those files then to say nicer things about Stormcrow::

<Annie_G> What striking architecture. ::sarcastically says with a smirk:: You using a fake name for this? ::asks quietly::

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Glitch> :: changes “malicious intent to destroy” to “she didn’t mean it” ::))

<Annie_G> <Derringer> Yeah yeah, sure sure. Whenever ya can get here Joey.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))

<Joseph_Forge> Same place as always?

<JasonKorat> Yup. ::as he parks:: Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.

<Annie_G> ((::DIIES!!::))

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Network> :: abruptly locks up, and reveals a hidden traceroute finished, her coordinates blinking ::

<Annie_G> <Derringer> Nah, not this time. Need ya to go to th’ drop off point ya went to a few nights back. And I need ya to store ‘em at yer place.

<Annie_G> ::nods and pats his hand before exiting the van::

<JasonKorat> ::blushes lightly, small smile on his face, then gets out to get the camera::

<Jack_Spinner> <Flash of light> :: scares away all the pidgeons in the park :: <Random Cyberdemon> :: materializes a short distance from her, several Creeplings in tow ::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::blinks, frowns and shuts down her link. looks at the cyberdemon and creeplings. Stands quickly and hurries toward a nearby lightpole::

<Joseph_Forge> Alright. Got it. I’ll take care of it. Anything else?

<Annie_G> ::waits for him, taking out her mic ‘n all::

<Jack_Spinner> <Creepling> :: zooms past and smashes the light fixture :: <Other Creeplings> :: are doing similar destruction, zoning off a seemingly inescapable area around that section of the park ::

<Annie_G> <Derringer> Not at tha moment. Contact me when it’s safe at yer place, will ya?

<JasonKorat> Ready when you are, Miss Gora. ::lowers black cap over his eyes, is in jeans and a rolled up sleeved blue shirt with boots. Has the ID on his shirt pocket::

<Annie_G> ::has her own press pass which she keeps in her purse. walks inside the main building there and signs in at the lobby::

<JasonKorat> ::looks around curiously. ID on his pocket says ‘Ben Gal’::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::looks around at the destruction, then turns and tries to take off running to get awayyyyy! XD:;

<Joseph_Forge> I will. Thanks for the buzz. I’ll see you soon.

<Jack_Spinner> <Person at Lobby> :: lets them in :: Make sure you have your ID’s visible at all times. :: presses a button, unlocking the main access door ::

<Jack_Spinner> <Creeplings> :: swoop down from above to take her feet out from under her ::

<Annie_G> Thank you. ::smiles and takes out her ID. is hung on one of those cotton straps. puts it around her neck where it dangles some. heads to where Spinner’s office is. is he a Director btw or what?::

* JasonKorat is now known as BenGal

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::yelps, falls down, rolling ot her back with an energy ball, then fires at the creeplings::

<Joseph_Forge> ((::blinks. rubs eyes…read that as BenGay at first.::))

<Annie_G> <Derringer> No problem, Joey.

<BenGal> ::follows her, not saying anything like a good camerakat;/:

<BenGal> ((:DIES:: I was waiting for that one, CK. XD))

<Annie_G> ((::dies!:: <Spinner> Lemme guess, yer sister is Icy Hot?))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOODEAD!::))

<BenGal> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!!:: <Jason> ::PUNCH!:: Who’re you callin’ hot?!))

<Joseph_Forge> ::hangs up then! dials up the Mark!::

<Jack_Spinner> :: is a special agent, currently on field duty in Megakat City with regional directoral authority at the moment. ::

<Annie_G> ::is allowed back to where the offices are, more specifically Spinner’s office?::

<BenGal> <Mark> ::picks up the phone:: Talk to me.

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Jack_Spinner> In other words I am THE boss and thats Mr. Boss to you))

<Annie_G> ((LOL!))

<Joseph_Forge> Its Joseph Forge, sir. Derringer just contacted me.

<Jack_Spinner> <Creeplings> :: several are blasted away, but others swarm her, grabbing her arms, legs, shoulders, etc. to hold her down ::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::mrrs. squirming to get free. Tries to get arms and all loose to blast them again:: Let go of me!

<BenGal> <Mark> ::eyes narrow:: What did he gave to say?

<Jack_Spinner> <Spinner’s Office> :: is on one of the top floors that’s dedicated to just NSA activity. Open office area, some cubicles, various stacks of paperwork, computers, unusual looking equipment about, etc. ::

<BenGal> Maybe he’s not home. ::murmured::

<Joseph_Forge> He wants me to store some of his stuff for him at my place. Two crates of it. Wants me to pick it up as soon as I can.

<BenGal> <Mark> Do it. We’ll count it as evidence.

<Jack_Spinner> <Kats in Suits> :: are all about, one in particular approaches them :: <Random Agent> I’ll have to ask you not to film any activity in this room.

<Joseph_Forge> Yes, sir. Do you want me to contact Lyons or are you going to do it?

<Annie_G> ::looks at him:: Now now, no thinking negatively. ::finds Spinner’s office. knocks on the door::

<BenGal> ::nods to agent, sets camera down::

<Annie_G> ::then turns halfway to glance at the agent::

<Jack_Spinner> <Creeplings> :: some are jostled off by that, but others remain :: <Cyberdemon> :: approaches her on foot. Eyes glow blue :: We will be returning to the creator.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::mrrs:: No we will not. ::tries more to get free! feel free to take her or whatever. lol! mun is in a mischievious mood tonight::

<Annie_G> ((<Glitch> In other words, she’s gonna be mean to me! ::sobs::))

<BenGal> ((::DEAD!::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL! Exactly! XD))

<BenGal> <Mark> You contact her. Yuo’re back to work.

<Jack_Spinner> :: on the phone, bits of convsersation leak out every now and then :: “…then take care of it. We can’t have one of your subordinates trying to access the system like it…. a hidden trace? Fine, I don’t care. Just take care of it. It’s YOUR problem.” :: hangs up, goes to open office door ::

<BenGal> ::ears perked, keeps his head down now::

<Joseph_Forge> Yes, Sir. Anything else I need to do?

<BenGal> <Mark> Get this scum off the streets.

<Jack_Spinner> <Cyberdemon> :: tilts head, linking with sattelite network, and takes all of them achoherently ::

<Joseph_Forge> Sir, yes, sir. ::hangs up. dials up Josie now if she’s available::

<Jack_Spinner> :: opens the door, frowns :: It’s that time of day is it?

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::tries to override him and make herself solid again:: <I will not let you take me.>

<Annie_G> ::ears perked as well. smiles when Jack opens the door:: And what time of day might that be, Agent Spinner?

<BenGal> ::supresses a growl::

<Annie_G> <Josie>::is! at home currently dusting and dancing to some music as she does so lol. turns down stereo some and picks up the phone:: Hello?

<Jack_Spinner> <Cyberdemon> :: eyes abruptly change color to violet, almost appearing distorted as it being accessed remotely :: We will be going to Rilth :: and then emits a signal to Glitch, highly advanced, that temporarily disables her abilities ::

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Glitch> I knew I should’ve downloaded that service pack…. ))

<Annie_G> ((LOL!))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Jack_Spinner> Nearing lunch. Let’s make this quick. :: reatreats back into his office, leaving the door open for them ::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::abilities shut down then! taken acoherant with the cyberdemon::

<Joseph_Forge> Lyons, its Forge. You got a minute?

<BenGal> ::goes inside, after Ann, turning on camera::

<Annie_G> ((<Rilth> You will be added to my harem of cyber-she-demons! That’s my REAL reward in all of this.))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))

<Jack_Spinner> <Cyberdemon> :: rematerializes in the Desert Facility atop a moving platform that’s suspended from the very high ceiling :: <Creeplings> :: release her and fly off ::

<Annie_G> ::goes inside, still smiling, motions for Jase to start up the cam which he’s already doing:: Well then I suppose we are going to skip the pleasentries.

<Jack_Spinner> <Desert Facility> :: has the hustle and bustle of a large factory by now ::

<Annie_G> <Josie> Sure, what is it? ::curious tone. turns stereo off, puts down rag ‘n pledge can::

<BenGal> ::puts camera up, eyes looking around for anything of importance::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::can she control her functioning again or no?:: ((<Glitch>::Gets motion sickness. XD::))

<Joseph_Forge> I just got contacted by Derringer again. I’m to pick up a shipment of two crates and store them here till he needs them. I’ve already contacted Director Sulfer on the matter. Do you…want to go with me or you okay with this?

<Jack_Spinner> :: takes a seat at his desk ::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::see we all need a union ;D Glitch can unionize us::

<Annie_G> <Josie> Store them at your place? Why your place?

<Joseph_Forge> I don’t know. He said he was in a bind so something must be happening. i’ll ask more when I get there. He never says much over the phone.

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> :: approaches from the other side of the platform :: Your work is done, 4876. Return to the project <Cyberdemon> :: zaps off ::

<BenGal> ::anything on his desk or some other place of importance that he could ‘snatch’? XD::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::stands if she can, if not, just glares. lol!:: Who are you?

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> You’ll notice that your abilities related to achoherence, data transmission and weaponry have been disabled.

<Annie_G> ::fluffs out her hair a bit then holds mic up to herself for now:: Here today I’m with Agent Jack Spinner of the National Security Administration ((or insert proper abbreviation standing, think that is right)) here in Megakat City. He’s in charge of an investigation at the newly formed Megakat Bureau of Investigation. A Katseye exclusive, we’ve gained knoweledge that the MBI may possibly be not all it says it is. ::holds mic to Spinner some::

<Annie_G> ::holds mic to Spinner some:: Tell us, Agent Spinner, what is the reason for this investigation?

<BenGal> <Yeah, tell us, you little twit…>

<Annie_G> <Josie> Smart tom. ::sighs:: Sure I’ll come. Can you pick me up?

<BenGal> ::zooooooooms in on Spinner’s face ((exposing blackheads! Oh noez!!::))::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> Yes, I am fully aware of this. Who are you?

<Joseph_Forge> Sure. I’ll be there in about ten minutes. Can you be ready in that time?

<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))

<Annie_G> ((LOL!))

<Annie_G> <Josie> Sure can. See you in ten. ::hangs up and goes to change outta her dusty clothes from cleaning::

<Jack_Spinner> Certain places in Megakat City have become susceptible to the actions of a rogue group of indviduals dedicated to organized malicious acts against this and other cities. Many of these individuals have been using local institutions such as the MBI and even the MBC news network to their advantage.

<BenGal> ::holds back a snork, moves to a different angle::

<Joseph_Forge> :;goes to change then himself! drives himself over there! weee! arrives thanks to RPG warp holes and knocks on her door::

<Annie_G> Can you give us some details on to what sort of malicious acts these are?

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> I am curious about certain events that you have witnessed. Elizabeth Selkirk, alias Stormcrow, was reported to have interacted with you.

<Annie_G> <Josie>::is ready! comes out of her house when he arrives. wearing black jeans, grey hoodie, white ‘n black sneakers. has her piece hidden on her person. goes and gets in his truck::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> That information is not for you to know.

<Jack_Spinner> Destruction of public property, attempted assassinations, conspiracy to disrupt mechanical, electrical and societal infrastructure. You yourself are reported to have come into contact with one of these individuals, Ms. Gora.

<Joseph_Forge> ::smiles some:: Welcome. Nice to see you again. ::takes off for the warehouse::

<Annie_G> ::chuckles:: I have? Got a name to go with this individual?

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> You might think that now, only because you do not know the truth. She seeks to destroy us.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> She is a kitten still. She will not destroy us. She does not have the capabilities to do so.

<Annie_G> <Josie> ::smiles for a moment as well. buckles up:: Where are we headed again?

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> You do not possess the ability to detect her capabilities, just as you do not possess the ability to overide the command codes I have used to disable your limited abilities.

<Joseph_Forge> The warehouse we did the dropoff the last time.

<Jack_Spinner> :: holds up the wanted poster of McGrath’s hooded-sweatshirt persona that’s been floating about for some time now

<Jack_Spinner> ::

<BenGal> ::backs up, “accidentally” knocking over several items::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> no I do not but I also know that she will not harm me. She is very nice.

<Annie_G> <Josie> Ah. ::shakes her head:: I don’t like this at all. Did he have others storing ‘nip at their houses like this?

<BenGal> ::masks his voice:: Sorry.

<Joseph_Forge> Not normally but if he gets in a bind he’s been known to hide it in odd places.

<Jack_Spinner> :: frowns moreso if that’s possible :: Ms. Gora, I’d appreciate it if you kept your interns on task.

<Jack_Spinner> <Items> :: on the floor, among which are Spinner’s Suit jacket ::

<Annie_G> ::turns to Jase, frowns lol!:: My apologies, he’s new. ::looks back to Spinner:: Yes, I have indeed seen him, though he didn’t seem to be doing anything malicious at the time of contact… I’d like to have reviewed some footage of him I’d taken, but it seems it was confiscated. ::narrows eyes at him::

<Annie_G> <Josie> ::smirks:: Oh yeah? Like where?

<BenGal> ::eyes the jacket, sets the camera on a nearby table to keep it focussed on them, leans down to pick things up, discretedly going through Spinner’s jacket pockets::

<Jack_Spinner> There were several agents lives at risk, and had the footage that your news organization had taken been released publically several would have, and still would, be in mortal danger. Once this investigation is completed, several items will be declassified.

<Joseph_Forge> ::shrugs::: storage buildings, junk yards, and other places. I wasn’t aware of most of them but I’ve heard through others he’ll do some odd things if he gets desperate.

<Annie_G> ((<Rilth> She will so. She’s feeding you sundaes, that will get you out of shape. Then the other cyberdemons will talk about you behind your back. <Glitch> what is this? A biological’s high school?))

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> Dark Kat has ordered your imediate termination upon a scan of your construct and operating systems so that a software patch can be made. That scan has already been completed.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Annie_G> I hope that they will, Spinner. Tell me, what is the intent behind these individuals and why are they picking the targets you mentioned?

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::Frowns:: I will not allow you to terminate me. ::backing away from him now::

<Jack_Spinner> <Jacket> :: has some pocket change, a few receipts, a cellphone… and something out of the ordinary looking. Some strange type of remote control, looks too complex to be a garage door openener ::

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> That is one potential outcome from this meeting.

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Remote> ::is Jack’s remote to his home entertainment center complete with disco ball, sound system, hareem girls, lights, and automatic pizza oven::))

<Annie_G> ((<Spinner> Ey now! Don’t steal that, it goes to my Direct TV!))

<Annie_G> ((::dead::))

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Spinner> you know how long it took me to get EVERYTHING to work with that??? ))

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::pauses:: one possible outcome? The other being I leave here with my system in tact.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!::)

<BenGal> ::frowns, discretedly sticks it into his back pocket and puts everything back into its place. Picks up camera again::

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> If certain criteria are met.

<Annie_G> ((LOL!))

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> and what are these criteria?

<Annie_G> ((<Rilth> You do Dark Kat’s laundry. It makes my cyberdemons bluescreen whenever they inhale the fumes.))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::snorts::))

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> Reveal all that you know pertaining to Stormcrow and Greenbox’s whereabouts, and I will falsify your destruction. You and Greenbox will be left alone, and Dark Kat will believe that you have been dealt with.

<Annie_G> <Josie> ::nods at this:: Well, I’m glad that the Director knows you’re getting this stuff and it is part of the case… you sure you’ll be alright with it there though?

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> what will you do with Stormcrow?

<Joseph_Forge> ::nods. small smile:: I’ll be fine. ::pulls up at warehouse and getting out. heads inside::

<Jack_Spinner> :: responding to Ann :: Most of the details are currently classified, but I will tell you this. These individuals are taking advantage of these places because their security and background check policy is severely lacking.

<Annie_G> <Josie>::gets out as well. puts hands in the pockets of the hoodie and follows Steve inside::

<Joseph_Forge> ::Steve? That my new code name? XD::

<Annie_G> ((er… Joe. LOL ::listening to PK and Steve (brother) making fun of people on X-Box Halo 2::))

<Jack_Spinner> Once the investigation is completed, these respective places will receive a report on how they can improve.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::snorts:: Don’t make me tell him you called joe, Steve!))

<Annie_G> ((<Steve> WHeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I’m cheating in a game that you can’t even rank in, dur hur hur hur wheeeeeeeee! ))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))

<Jack_Spinner> (( :: recalls FPS Doug abruptly ::))

<Annie_G> And how are they taking advantage of the MBI?

<Annie_G> <warehouse>::issa dimly lit ‘n all, the purplehaired chick with three thugs approach Joe ‘n Josie::

<Jack_Spinner> One such individual was recently discovered at the MBI, an Elizabeth Selkirk. From her position, she had the ability to greatly hinder the bureau’s ability to function, and could also greatly disrupt other city-wide activiies.

<BenGal> <Resisting urge to throw camera… resisting urge to maim…>

<Jack_Spinner> ((A disturbing look into the mindset of an FPS gamer. It’s quite amusing. http://media.putfile.com/FPS-Doug ))

<Annie_G> ((<Rilth> Throw her a… party. ^______^ <Glitch> Oh okay! Well that’s nice of you! I’ll go get her!))

<Joseph_Forge> ::goes inside, looking for Derringer or whoever else might be there. or are the boxes just sitting there?::

<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))

<Annie_G> Surely one kat alone can’t do all that.

<Joseph_Forge> ::whoops! missed yer line. cancel my last one))

<Annie_G> ((::dying at this! XD::))

<Joseph_Forge> ::smirks:: nice to see you again. You got my merchandise?

<Jack_Spinner> These are very dangerous individuals who shouldn’t be underestimated.

<Annie_G> ((this is the kind of guy Steve ‘n PK make fun of regularly XD))

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> She will be examined so that her abilitie can no longer harm us.

<Annie_G> <She-kat>::smiles:: We meet again. Derringer sent you for this?

<Annie_G> <boxes>::somewhere behind them in the warehouse::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> ::frowns:: Examined? Experimented on? You do realize she is a biological. They feel pain, fear, and other emotions that could be devastating to her system as well as are easilly eliminated by our kind?

<Joseph_Forge> ((er.. no ? at the end there. ::beats the typo creeplings back::))

<Annie_G> So you are working paw in paw with the MBI to help them?

<Joseph_Forge> Yep. He say why he wants ‘em?

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Matrix> :: throwing a potato at Jase’s head :: <Jase> What the? <Matrix> :: jumps out :: BOOM! HEADSHOT! :: starts prancing around :: Wanna dance? Wanna dance? I can dance all day! :: throws another potato, ducking behind a desk :: FRAG OUT! :: covers ears ::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))

<Annie_G> ((::DEAD!!::))

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> Your choice must be made. If you do not help me, I will be forced to destroy you, and all those who know of your existence. If you help me, yourself, and Greenbox’s family, will be left alone, your whereabouts left unknown.

<BenGal> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!!!::))

<Annie_G> <she-kat>::shakes head:: Nope, just that they needed to be outta Twilight for now and stashed someplace that they’ll never be looked for.

<Joseph_Forge> ::smirks:: that I can do. Lets load ‘em up then. ::goes over to grab one and haul it out to the truck!::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::Frowns more. processing all this:: Very well then, I will tell you where she is.

<Annie_G> <Josie>::helps Joe haul that one into his truck!:: <two thugs>::take up the second and carry it out to Joe’s truck:: <she-kat ‘n other thug>::follow them out::

<Jack_Spinner> The MBI are currently under investigation. Their… relative size as a law agency limits their ability to conduct the checks we are preparing to do. It is through no fault of their own that they are underequiped.

<Joseph_Forge> ::loads it all up in the back, then pulls a tarp over it to hide them. :: Alright. Thank you very much. I’ll take good care of it. ::grins.::

<BenGal> ::gets an image of himself holding Spinner over a pit of pythons, smirks to himself::

<Annie_G> Who authorized this investigation?

<Jack_Spinner> This comes via a court order under the authorization of Judge Hasterson.

<BenGal> <Hasterson, huh…?>

<Jack_Spinner> :: produces just such a copy, and hands it to her :: Keep it.

<Annie_G> I see. ::reaches out to take it:: Thanks… :;says dryly. smiles again:: Well I suppose that is all the time we have, thank you for speaking with us, Agent Spinner.

<Jack_Spinner> Not a problem :: obviously impatient to get going ::

<Annie_G> <she-kat> See that ya do. I ain’t takin’ the blame if this stuff goes missin’ or somethin’. ::backs up with the others to let Joe ‘n Josie go:: <Josie>::gets in truck::

<Joseph_Forge> It won’t go missin’. ::gets in the truck, and heads back for his house:: I was hoping Derringer woulda give her a reason for our needing to pick this up.

<Annie_G> ::motions for Jase to shut off camera:: We’ll have to do this again… when you aren’t in a hurry to have a bite to eat.

<BenGal> ::turns off camera::

<Annie_G> ::reaches out in an attempt to shake his hand::

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> :: re-activates her ability to transmit data :: At your earliest descretion.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> May I go now then so I may ensure she is still where I left her?

<Jack_Spinner> :: stands up, walks over and retrieves his jacket, putting it on :: I’m a very busy kat. Eating is a luxury. I’m sure you can find your way out. :: exiting his office :: <Other Agent> :: standing near the door, waiting for them ::

<BenGal> ::goes after Ann::

<Annie_G> ::smirks at that, pulling back her hand. taking the papers with her, goes outof Jack’s office::

<Annie_G> <Josie> Who’s to say he didn’t? I don’t trust any of these kats.

<BenGal> ::quickly snuck the remote into the camera bag::

<Jack_Spinner> ((If you’re ever interested in viewing other episodes of the series, you can find them here: http://www.purepwnage.com/ ))

<Joseph_Forge> Me either, but still. I don’t think Derringer told her.

<Annie_G> ((LOL yeah lookin’ round there XD))

<Annie_G> <Josie> What makes you say that?

<Annie_G> ::escorted with “Ben” by the agents out?::

<Joseph_Forge> I just don’t think he did. He doesn’t tell just normal kats things. B’sides, he don’t like her too much. ::smirks::

<Jack_Spinner> <Agent> :: just one, follows a short distance behind them ::

<Annie_G> <Josie> Well you’d know more than I would.

<Annie_G> ::doesn’t say anything then as they go along through the building. signs out in lobby and goes out to the van::

<BenGal> ::heads on out with Ann, still keeping his cap over his eyes, and once outside puts the camera into the back::

<Joseph_Forge> Well he’s told me he don’t like she-kats trying to muscle in on what he calls a tom’s job. thinks She-kats have no business doing this sort of thing.

<Annie_G> <Josie>::smirks:: So why am I allowed to do this then?

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> You will relay the information to me. I will have other Cyberdemons verify.

<Annie_G> ::helps Jase then gets in the passenger’s side::

<Annie_G> ::takes off her press pass from ’round her neck, puts it back in purse:: Charming guy.

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agent> :: follows them outside, then abruptly puts hand to his ear :: Right away sir :: briskly walks over to them at the van :: Excuse me sir, will you please come with me for a moment?

<BenGal> ::lets out a deep breath:: He died a million deaths while I was taping. ::smirks, then blinks at the agent;: Huh?

<Annie_G> ::looks at Agent oddly:: Hey, what’s this about? We’ve got a schedule to keep.

<Joseph_Forge> Because..you aren’t trying for the top. ::Grins. pulls up at his house and backs into the garage. gets out and goes around to unload the crates::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> I will locate her then and let you know when I have her in a location easilly accessible to you.

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agent> You can go, Ms. Gora. Your assistant needs to come with me.

<Annie_G> <Josie> Ugh. He sounds like some old fashioned pig. ::grumps. helps him unload the crates:: These going in here?

<Annie_G> ::glances at Jase a moment then to the Agent:: I can’t leave without my camerakat.

<Joseph_Forge> Yep. ::goes and unlocks the side door into the kitchen then goes to help her:: and he is. ::heads inside!:: we’ll take these to the basement.

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> Then I will accompany you.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::frowns:: that is not necessary. It will alarm her by seeing you there. I am fully capable of locating her and transmitting the corridinates myself.

<Annie_G> <josie> Okay. ::going in with, down the stairs:: Wish we could burn this stuff… or dump it into the bay.

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agent> :: listens to his earpiece some more :: My superiors have told me that they’ve contacted the MBC network. Your producer has stated that you can.

<Annie_G> … ::frowns at this:: That so?

<BenGal> :eyes narrow, not liking the sound of this, mutters to Ann:: Keep your head down.

<Joseph_Forge> Director says to keep it for evidence if we can. I’ll make sure I get plenty of pictures of it at least and I’ll bring in one bag tomorrow for evidence. If they ask where it went I’ll say storage cost. ::smirks::

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agent> :: seemingly slightly on edge, as if he’s expecting Ben Gal to do something :: <Building Lobby> :: other agents soon exit, heading in their direction ::

<Annie_G> ::confused at that but listens to him, turning from them and looking downward away::

<Joseph_Forge> ::sets the crate on the floor. basement there is just a storage room::

<BenGal> ::shifts the van into reverse and floors it;:

<Annie_G> <Josie> Good. ::nods with approval and goes upstairs to help him carry the second one down::

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agent> :: takes a step back as that happens, then shouts into his wrist :: Suspect is fleeing! Request ground support!

<Annie_G> ::yelps! grabs her seatbelt and sees the agents out of the side mirror there:: The heck do they think they’re doing?

<Jack_Spinner> <Ann’s Cellphone> :: rings ::

<Annie_G> Hmm? ::buckles belt, takes out cell:: Hello?

<Joseph_Forge> ::follows her!:: Thanks for coming with me. I appreciate it. ::grabs the second crate and helps Josie carry it inside::

<BenGal> ::spins the van around and puts it back into drive, zooms towards the entrance::

* BenGal is now known as JasonKOrat

* JasonKOrat is now known as JasonKorat

<Jack_Spinner> <MBC Producer> “Ann, I’ve just been informed that some new camerakat you got with you has an identity that doesn’t check out. The NSA thinks he might be some kind of insurgent, the kind they’re trying to find. I need you to get away from him as soon as possible!”

<Annie_G> <Josie>::carries that one inside with and down the stairs:: Better make sure your sister is aware of these too.

<Jack_Spinner> <Guard> :: eyes go wide and dives out of the way of the speeding van! ::

<Annie_G> ::nearly snort laughs:: David, the NSA are mistaken. I’m fine, in fact, i’d appreciate it if you could maybe call them off?

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> That is not an option.

<Jack_Spinner> <MBC Producer> “Then who do you have with you then?”

<JasonKorat> ::crashes through the entrance rail::

<Joseph_Forge> I’ll tell her when she gets home. I’ll be back in the office tomorrow as I’m on active duty again.

<JasonKorat> Sorry! I’ll pay for that!

<JasonKorat> ::means the van::

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> It is also not an option for you to follow me. You will lose her if you come too. She will run. She is very easy to spook into running.

<Jack_Spinner> <Black Sedans> :: speed out of the parking lot in pursuit ::

<Annie_G> ::covers phone:: My producer. Says you didn’t check out with NSA, wants to know who you are. ::looks at him like “should I say?”::

<Annie_G> <Josie> ::nods:: We’ll need to contact Ryder too then.

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Jase> Undercover MBI agent steals stuff from federal agency and leads them on high speed pursuit. That sound good to you? <Ann> It’d make a great story <Jase> No! ))

<Annie_G> ((::DIES!::))

<Joseph_Forge> ::nods. sets second crate down:: I’ll contact him tomorrow if he’s around unless you see him first.

<JasonKorat> Tell him the truth, but I need him to do a cover up in return to the NSA. I need them off my back.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIES!::))

<JasonKorat> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!!!::))

<JasonKorat> ::is clearly making this up as he goes. DIdn’t expect them to be chasing them;:

<Annie_G> ::sighs:: I’ll try. ::uncovers phone again:: David, listen. My camerakat is the Captain of the MBI, Jason Korat. That’s why he didn’t check out. I need you to do a cover up for me on that if you can, please?

<JasonKorat> ::adds to Ann’s request:: Sir, it’ll get you the story of the century if you help me out here.

<Annie_G> <Josie> ::looks at the crates and then Joe, as if studying him:: You SURE you will be alright with these here? ::worried expression::

<Annie_G> ::held phone to Jase’s statment there lol::

<Annie_G> ((<Rilth> I’ll give you a lollipop. <Glitch> Well okay maybe not THAT spooked. ::takes happily::))

<Joseph_Forge> ::smiles:: i’ll be fine. If you want to count the bags and make sure they are all there later you can. As I said I’ll take one for evidence and the rest will be under lock down here.

<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))

<Annie_G> <Josie>::smiles too:: No… that’s alright. I said I’d trust you so… I’ll trust you.

<Joseph_Forge> Thanks, Lyons. Come on. I’ll take you home. ::heads back upstairs::

<Annie_G> <Josie>::goes upstairs with him::

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> Very well :: reactivates her abilities :: If you flee, you and your associates will be found.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch> I understand. I will contact you soon. ::goes acoherant and zappies outta there!::

<Joseph_Forge> ::Goes to his truck and gets in, ready to carry her home::

<Jack_Spinner> <MBC Producer> “Ann, you know how hesitant we are with anonymous sources lately, especially in relation to someone as high profile as you”

<Annie_G> He isn’t an anonymous source! Come on, cut me some slack, these guys are going to cause us to wreck and I’m not going to see them apprehend Captain Korat.

<JasonKorat> ::zooms through the highway::

<Annie_G> <Josie>::carry me home? -g- gets in:: When were you told to come back on duty?

<Jack_Spinner> <Black Sedans> :: continue pursuit ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::yes! carry! XD Drives!:: He just said I could tell you about all this as I was on duty again. I figure I’ll get the pictures and such today, then return to the office tomorrow with the evidence and all.

<Jack_Spinner> <MBC Producer> “Alright…let me switch to the other line :: pauses :: They aren’t going to stop pursuit because he fled. They’re treating this as a potential kidnapping, and there’s nothing I can do if I can’t reveal who he is. Sorry Ann”

<Annie_G> Oh for crying out loud! ::hangs up on him::

<Annie_G> <Josie> Let me know if you need help, Forge. I don’t mind.

<Annie_G> They think you’ve kidnapped me. What’s the best way to make them NOT think that?

<Jack_Spinner> <Black Sedans> :: speeding up to pull along side. Driver gesturing for him to pull over ::

<JasonKorat> ::growls:: Great. ::eyes narrow into thought, then looks to Ann:: I want you to head back. I’m turning myself in.

<Annie_G> … what?! No way!

<Joseph_Forge> I will. ::pulls up at her place and parks it:: Thanks again. I guess I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow.

<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::a high speed pursuit and I wasn’t involved?! thats just..not fair! ;_; ::

<Annie_G> <Josie> ::nods and gets out:: Yes, bright and early. ::shuts his truck door:: Take care, Forge.

<Annie_G> ((LOL!!))

<JasonKorat> It’s either that, or they take us both down. Listen to me. Spinner had something in his jacket pocket that I managed to snatch before we left. It’s in the camera bag. Give it to Mark. Something about it doesn’t look right.

<Joseph_Forge> You to! ::gives a little wave and pulls away! heading back home::

<JasonKorat> ((::dead, Tasha:: <Tasha> WUSSES! I can out drive all of you slow pokes!))

<Annie_G> <Protocol> <::to Rilth, after watching and listening to the whole exchange:: I take it I’m to follow her?>

<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!!))

<Jack_Spinner> <Rilth> <You assume correctly>

<Annie_G> ::blinks and nods:: Okay… but you sure you’ll be okay? ::worried::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::zips out after Glitch then::

<Jack_Spinner> ((<Jase> :: is arrested without incident :: You guys don’t know anything about this business! :: gets whacked with a flashlight :: You call that police brutality? One, maybe two of my bones are broken at most. Losers. ))

<JasonKorat> I’ll be fine. ::smiles gently at her, then sticks an arm out, indicating that he’ll stop, starts slowing down eventually::

<JasonKorat> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))

<Annie_G> ((::DIES!::))

<Joseph_Forge> <glitch>::not heading home. heading away from there actually, jumping powerlines again to loose anyone that could be following her::

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DEAD!::))

<Annie_G> ::sighs, ears droop some. frowns at the NSA sedans::

<Annie_G> <Josie>::goes back inside and locks door after herself::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::following her, attempting to keep a closer tail and not be thrown off::

<Jack_Spinner> <Sedans> :: keep pace ::

<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::oooooo call me, Jaserz! I’ll get you out! heee!::

<JasonKorat> ::finally pulls to a stop, turns to her after removing the cap:: Be careful, Annie.

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::notes is being followed?::

<Annie_G> ((<Tasha>::dramatically arrives in her car after having it leap over the NSA’s and skid to a stop right where Jase is:: Get in! ::winks! poses, gives NSA guys the peace sign:: <Jase> O_o;;; ))

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::up to you!::

<JasonKorat> ((::SOOOOODEAD::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOOODEAD!:: There we go! lol!))

<Joseph_Forge> <Glitch>::does then. zaps back to the park, going solid and waiting on Protocol if she does appear::

* Joseph_Forge is now known as Glitch

<Annie_G> Same to you, Jase. ::frowning. unbuckles her seatbelt::

<JasonKorat> ::unbuckles his, then leans over to cup her face and give her a kiss before he regrets it::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::zaps out nearby. watches Glitch, frowning::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::blackfurred ‘n black hair again too::

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agents> :: swarm the van, weapons drawn :: Exit the vehcile with your hands up!

<Glitch> Do not follow me. I will not allow you to scare her away.

<Annie_G> ::mawww! returns the kiss and leans back as the agents swarm the van. glares at them::

<JasonKorat> ::gives her a smile, then gets out, arms raised::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::steps out now and slowly walks towards her:: Selkirk is not here. You know what will happen if you do not comply with Rilth’s request.

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agents> :: are upon him quickly. They handcuff him and then put him in the back of a Sedan, that is, if he isn’t resisting ::

<Annie_G> ::exits the van as well:: Don’t hurt him!

<Glitch> I know she is not here. I do not wish to be followed and I will not tell Rilth where she is unless I am there alone.

<JasonKorat> ::nopes, no resisting::

<Jack_Spinner> <Sedans> :: soon speed away then, with Jason captire, leaving Ann behind. ::

<Jack_Spinner> ((captive^))

<Annie_G> <Protocol> You will not tell him at all. ::narrows eyes:: You had your time and the offer Rilth made you is in your best interest. Where is she? Where are you hiding the girl?!

<JasonKorat> ::lets out a deep breath:: <That… could’ve gone better. Mark and Trina are gonna kill me.>

<Jack_Spinner> <Sedans> :: soon arrive back at the Federal Building :: <Agents> :: move to unload Jason and take him back inside the buidling via a back entrance ::

<Annie_G> ::huffs watching them drive off. remembers what Jase said. gets into the driver’s seat quickly and starts the van back up. turns it ’round and heads back towards MBC studio building, thinking::

<Glitch> I will not tell you. She has feelings just as I do. I know how she feels to not want to be harmed. I will not allow Rilth to experiment on her or harm her.

<Annie_G> Forget this. ::turns and heads to the MBI instead::

<Annie_G> <Protocol> Then you are sentancing your beloved “father” to death. ::forms energyball:: It is either Greenbox or Selkirk. You cannot have both.

<Jack_Spinner> <Agents> :: wordlessly take him down a narrow corridor, and push him into a small room with a bench. They close the door and leave him in there. ::

<JasonKorat> :is unloaded!:: ((<Spinner> ::is waiting for them:: WHere is it?! <Jason> Where is what? <Spinner> The tape, stupid! Where you showed my acne problem! I want it gone!))

<Annie_G> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Jack_Spinner> ((::snorks::))

<Annie_G> ::checks mirrors to see if she’s being followed::

<JasonKorat> ::grumbles, rubs at his wrists::

<Glitch> ::forms her own energy ball:: You will not harm either one. They are my family and friend. You do not know what that means..but you could if you would allow me to teach you.

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Agents> :: have left Ann alone ::

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<Annie_G> ::once she’s sure she isn’t followed, dials up Mark’s number, hoping he’s in. if not will try Trina::

<Annie_G> <Protocol> ::slowly grins then laughs aloud at her::

<Jack_Spinner> <NSA Holding Room> :: times passes it seems. Seconds become minutes, minutes become hours. The room could be considered by some to be claustrophobic ::

<JasonKorat> <Mark> :picks up:: This is Director Sulfur.

<Glitch> ::blinks:: what is so funny?

<JasonKorat> ::lucky for him, he isn’t claustrophobic. Has been doing the impossible to come up with a plan. Eyes the room, looking for ways out. Knows they’re watching him::

<Annie_G> Sulfer this is Ann Gora. Jason’s been arrested by the NSA and taken into holding.

<Jack_Spinner> <Holding Cell Door> :: abruptly is keyed open ::

* Jack_Spinner is now known as NSA_Agent

<Annie_G> <Protocol> You teaching me about emotions that’s whot. ::closes hand, energyball vanishes:: About family and friends. ::lowers hands now at her side, walks over to stand a few feet in front of her:: Cyberbeings can never have such things.

<JasonKorat> <Mark> He what?! Why?!

<JasonKorat> ::blinks, turns to look at door, arms are crossed::

<Annie_G> It’s a long story… I don’t want to say over the phone either as your lines may be tapped. Just… ::huffs:: Can we meet in the back lot of the MBI?

<JasonKorat> <Mark> I’ll be waiting.

<Glitch> ::keeps her energy ball:: Yes we can. I have emotions just as a biological does, and I have an adoptive family now that cares about me. I enjoy my life now instead of in servitude to Dark Kat.

<NSA_Agent> :: wearing a typical black suit, black shoes, tie, etc. walks into the room. As room is dimly lit, face is hard to see. Closes the door behind himself, and then in a brisk motion, jams a long metallic spike through the nob, disabling it ::

<JasonKorat> ::stare!, backs up a tad:: <What in….?>

<Annie_G> <Protocol> I have emotions too. Like you, I am no longer a cyberdemon, but something different. A cyberkat. Your Greenbox is enslaving you just as Dark Kat has only you don’t realize it.

<Annie_G> I’ll be there in five. ::hangs up and makes way there!::

<Glitch> No he is not. He is helping me. He has helped me a lot in understanding how biologicals function so I may function in this world with them. He never does anything concerning me without asking me first.

<NSA_Agent> :: taks off suit jacket, revealing a hooded sweatshirt underneath. Pulls the hood up to conceal his face. Voice sounds as if its passing through a voice modulator :: Names cannot be said in this building.

<JasonKorat> <Mark> ::hangs up, goes and find Trina and tells her the same:: <Trina> HE WHAT?!

<Glitch> ((<Jason>::thinks he feintly heard Trina::…oh dear. <McGrath> If you hurry, I can save you from her wrath… ))

<JasonKorat> You… you aren’t feline, are you….?

<Annie_G> <Protocol> He is controlling you with pretty words and hugs and sweet lies. Listen to me, Glitch. Is all he is doing for you merely teaching you how biological kats behave for you to emulate them?

<Annie_G> ((LOL!!))

<JasonKorat> ((::SOOOOODEAD::))

<Annie_G> ::arrives now in the lot, parks and shuts engine off, getting out of the van quickly::

* NSA_Agent is now known as McGrath

<JasonKorat> <Mark> ::is there waiting for her with Trina:: <Trina> ::has an eye-twitch::

<Glitch> He teaches me so I may emulate them and live in their world. I rather enjoy it. He also helps me figure out my likes and dislikes concerning many other issues such as tastes in music, television and foods.

<McGrath> I wish :: pulls out a plate-like object, walks over to the corner of the room, and places it on the ceiling :: Stand back.

<Annie_G> ::goes around to the side of the van. looks around for a couple minutes first without saying a word to either of them. soon opens the door and pulls out the camera bag. hefts it over to them. quietly:: We had an interview, with Spinner. ::sets bag down, kneeling and rummages through it to find this remote thing::

<JasonKorat> What is this about, McGr… erm… you?

<JasonKorat> ::does stand back::

<Annie_G> <Protocol> For whot purpose exactly? ::folds arms::

<JasonKorat> <Mark> And, what happened? How was he arrested?

<Glitch> No purpose. Just my own curiousity and entertainment. I find that biological food can be quite energizing when the right kinds are ingested. Television and music are relaxing and aid me in recharging as well.

<McGrath> <NSA Agents> :: banging on the holding cell door, shouting, etc. :: <McGrath> No time for conversation. :: takes a step back as well :: <Plate Device> :: beeps with increasing frequency until it reaches a brief high pitch and blows a hole out of the ceiling ::

<JasonKorat> ::eyes wide:: What th’ heck are you doing?!

<Annie_G> ::finds remote and slides it into a smaller bag in there that’s a repair kit for the camera. pulls out the folded court order from her purse, hands both to Mark:: He was in under an alias as my camerakat. The NSA ran checks, they do that for everyone entering the building I’m sure, and his didn’t pan out. Soon as we left they swarmed us, demanding he stay behind.

<Annie_G> <Protocol> And whot are you doing in exchange for him?

<Glitch> Nothing more than what I want. I help him with his inventions though that too is at my own discretion.

<Annie_G> He didn’t, they pressed us, he floored it. Small chase ensued and my producer informed me they thought he kidnapped me, that he’s some dangerous individual. Then… ::sighs:: then he let them take him in.

<McGrath> Earning resume points :: somewhat dryly. Fires a grapnel line that shoots upwards through the hole :: Grab this, and don’t let go :: shoving the other end into Jason’s hands ::

<Annie_G> <Protocol> Has he asked you to help him with something and you deny his request?

<JasonKorat> <Mark> He went in the right way… <Trina> ::hand to face:: But took the stupid way out. Probably freaked out.

<JasonKorat> <Mark> And, what are these things?

<JasonKorat> Wh…?! ::as it’s shoved into his hands::

<McGrath> <Line> :: quickly retracts upwards! ::

<Glitch> Yes I have. I was asked to help him with the dishes one night. I declined because of the water factor. He was quite alright with this.

<JasonKorat> H…Hey! ::taken upwards. XD::

<McGrath> <Hole> :: is much farther than it looks, as it goes upwards quite a distance through the buildings wet wall ::

<Glitch> ((<Jason>::goes flying through the hole, into the air and catapulted somewhat through the air to the MBI building, landing with a thud on the MBI roof.:: ……ow… <McGrath>::shows up afterwards:: So..do I get a job now? <Jason>…..no..::Twitch::))

<Annie_G> The papers is a copy of a court order for the NSA’s … “investigation” on the Bureau, by a Judge Hasterson. The thing in the small bag there is something ::quietly:: Jase removed from Spinner’s jacket pocket. Said it felt funny, was out of place. You need to take that and hide it ASAP before Spinner realizes it’s missing and the NSA swarm the MBI looking for it.

<Annie_G> ((papers are^))

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::smirks:: I mean an invention.

<Annie_G> ((::DIES:: ))

<Glitch> No. I am quite happy helping with his inventions. Most are very quaint little devices we only use at home for our own purposes. he has taught me a lot since we started working together. ::smiles::

<JasonKorat> ((:SOOOOODEAD!!::))

<JasonKorat> <This is a nightmare. All of it!>

<McGrath> :: soon arrives near the top with Jason :: This isa utility wall. We’re between rooms at the moment. Forward and to the left is roof-access. Go there.

<Annie_G> <Protocol> Do it then. The next time he asks you to aid him in fixing something for him, deny him.

<Annie_G> <Protocol> Invention wise of course, not mere chorse.

<Annie_G> ((chores))

<JasonKorat> ::frowning at it, looking at the remote:: This doesn’t even look like anything I’ve ever seen.

<JasonKorat> ((Mark))

<Glitch> ::tilts head. curious:: Why should I do that? I enjoy helping him.

<McGrath> ((<McGrath> They’re called stairs <Jase> Oh, on second through, I have seen those before ))

<JasonKorat> ::huffs, but does as he says::

<JasonKorat> ((::SOOODEAD!!!:: You know what I meant! XD))

<Glitch> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::attempts to reach out and touch her arm:: To prove that he is using you as Dark Kat has, only wanting you to do his work so he can take it easy. Glitch, we are nothing but tools for the biologicals. Many are out to destroy us, Selkirk is one of them.

<McGrath> <Roof> :: once there, it’s quite sunny outside. roof is baren except for a few airconditioning units, some gravel, etc. No apparent away off of it ::

<Annie_G> ((::dead!::))

<JasonKorat> <Mark> FOr that matter, is there even a Judge Haterson? ::to Trina, name doesn’t ring a bell:: <Trina> I’ll have to look into it. FOr all we know that’s probably been kept behind our backs, too.

<Annie_G> ::peers at it as well:: Just get it someplace they won’t know to look. You can examine it later.

<Glitch> ::looks at her hand then back at her:: no. These biologicals are not going to harm us. I have merged with my dad and there is no malintent there from him. Selkirk is just a kitten and not capable of harming us, nor will she harm someone that is helping her.

<JasonKorat> <Mark> I will. Thanks, Ann. And, we’ll get Jason out. <Trina> And, I’ll break his legs to make sure he doesn’t go anywhere afterwards.

<JasonKorat> ::looks around:: Lemme guess. This another dead end?

<Annie_G> <Protocol> His memories have been altered. He isn’t in his right mind. Once he went insane when he merged with his creation, the prototype known as Zed.

<Glitch> ((::blinks:: I sooo did not just read this…))

<Annie_G> ((LOL wha? XD))

<JasonKorat> ((eh?))

<Glitch> ((“Earlier he said the animals, which can weigh up to 1.2 tons, were usually docile, but warned any members of the public who spotted them not to approach � at least not from behind. “The person caring for them has advised the animals are able to spray dung across large distances,” Yates said.”))

<Annie_G> ::smiles a little at them:: I hope you can get him out… I’ll testify that he was not kidnapping me, though they already know he wasn’t I believe.

<Glitch> ((thats gotta be like..a superpower. The ability to spray Dung across large distances. ))

<Annie_G> ((::DIIES!::))

<JasonKorat> ((Okay. Ew. XD))

<Annie_G> ((EW XD))

<JasonKorat> <Trina> Those guys’ve been acting fishy since the day they set foot on our building.

<Glitch> His mind is quite alright as I have analyzed it. It functions normally.

<McGrath> :: pulls back sleeve, revealing SK glovatrix still there. Runs over to the edge, stopping at it, and takes aim below, firing a line that connects to a lightpost some distance away. Attaches the other end of the line to the roof ::

<Annie_G> I agree. I smell a cover up, especially after they confiscated that tape and other things from here AND our office back at the MBC studios.

<JasonKorat> What, you’re a SWAT Kat, too?!

<JasonKorat> <Mark> A cover up and a rat. <Trina> And, Spinner reeks of rat.

<Annie_G> <Protocol> But pieces of it may be missing… or concealed. From you.

<Glitch> ::Frowns:: I will speak with him then and determine if that is true.

<McGrath> No. :: tugs on the line :: I’m not :: produces a metal bar with a small, horseshoe-like groove in it. Hands it to him ::

<Annie_G> ::sighs:: I’m only sorry Jase got into this mess.

<Annie_G> <Protocol> NO! He may or may not even know this. Biologicals have the ability to block us from gaining access to certain things.

<JasonKorat> <Mark> ::smiles:: Don’t be. Jason’s famous for messes. FOr that matter, this really helped us. Thanks, Ann.

<JasonKorat> Hoo boy. ::takes it::

<Glitch> They do? ::curious look::

<Annie_G> ::smiles a little:: Anything for Jase, er and the MBI as well. ::slight blush::

<McGrath> Go :: hearing the sounds of individuals rushing up to the roof from the door ::

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::nods:: They do. I’ve experienced it myself.

<JasonKorat> Like i have a choice. ::and he sure as heck doesn’t want to stay there. GOES::

<Glitch> Then I will experience it for my own self then. He is my dad and I care about him. I will help him if this is the case.

<McGrath> <Zip Line> :: sways a little bit under Jase’s weight, but remains attached. As it is at a steep angle, the rate of descent is rather fast… ::

<JasonKorat> <Mark> ::smirks:: <Trina> ::takes the remote from Mark:: I may know a couple of people who can hide this for me. ::jogs back inside, picks up the phone and call the salvage yard::

<Annie_G> <Protocol> If you truly care for him, you will reliquish Selkirk to Rilth.

<JasonKorat> <Stop…stop…STOP, DARN YOU!!!> ::collides into pole, sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiides down:: Ow.

<Glitch> I will make that determintaion on my own.

<McGrath> ((<Protocol> And do it fast, before he breaks out the Stick of Science (c) <glitch> The what?))

<Annie_G> I better go… I’ve got to yell at my producer for being of little help.

<Glitch> ((LOL!))

<Annie_G> <Jake>::answers:: Metal Salvage Yard, Clawson speaking.

<JasonKorat> <Mark> ::nods:: You take care of yourself. And, thanks again.

<JasonKorat> <Trina> Ah, you live.

<Annie_G> ::nods:: let me know as soon as you all get him out okay?

<Annie_G> <Protocol>::sighs:: Such a waste…

<JasonKorat> <Mark> I’ll send him over to you with bells and flowers. ::poking slight fun::

<Glitch> What is a waste?

<McGrath> :: follows soon after, grabbing the lightpost when he arrives at it, swinging around and down, landing on his feet. Pulls out a knife and slashes the line :: <Zip Line> :: goes limp and falls back ::

<Annie_G> <Jake> Well of course I live. Though sometimes not as well. ::chuckles:: You want to talk with Chance?

<Glitch> ((<Ann> He BETTER have flowers!! After what I just did for him! <Mark>::blinks. thinks poor Jase might be better off in the NSA’s hands::))

<JasonKorat> <Trina> I need to talk with the both ofyou. Mind if I come over now?

<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD::))

<Annie_G> ::blushes again:: Uh huh… yeah, hokay. ::turns and goes to the van XD gets in and waves, drives off::

<JasonKorat> <Mark> ::snorks, heads back inside::

<JasonKorat> ::picks himself up, dusts self off::

<McGrath> :: pulls Jase by the shoulders, ducking into a side alley ::

<JasonKorat> :is pulled!::

<Annie_G> <Protocol> You are. The others are… seems the time flow constantly commits some of us to become slaves even without being under Dark Kat…

* Annie_G is now known as Protocol

<Glitch> ::blinks:: What do you mean the time flow?

<Protocol> <Jake> Er, sure, okay. Everything alright?

<JasonKorat> <Trina> I sure hope so. I’ll be there soon. ::hangs up, grabbing her jacket and jogging down to her car::

<McGrath> :: walks over to a dumpster, reaching in and withdrawing a duffel bag. Tosses it at Jason :: A change of clothing. They still haven’t ID’d you. You can return to the Bureau.

<JasonKorat> Are you sure about that? ::as he takes duffel bag::

<Protocol> <Protocol> Nothing. ::frowns at her. goes acoherent, and attempts to quickly zap inside Glitch for a merging/takeover::

<McGrath> Have an alibi. I’m sure you can arrange that :: then darts off around the corner, disapearing from sight ::

<JasonKorat> … ::then grabs clothes and changes real quicklike::

<Protocol> <Jake> ::hangs up now as well, rubs the back of his neck some curious then goes to inform Chance of Trina’s soon to be arrival::

<Glitch> ::issa merged with! wasn’t ready for that and defenses have never been up fully. yelps:: <what are you doing?! get out of me!>

<Protocol> <I’ll find out one way or another where Selkirk is! ::trying to access her memories ‘n such for information on Stormcrow::>

<McGrath> ((<Jase> how’d you know I would be there? <McGrath> My stupidity sense tingled <Jase> … ))

<Protocol> ((::busts up!::))

<JasonKorat> ((:SOOOODEAD!::))

<JasonKorat> ::fully changed, hails a cab and heads back to MKC::

<Glitch> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))

<Glitch> ::Starts trying to fight her back to keep the information a secret. kneels down, holding her head:: <Stop this at once! I will not let you know where she is!>

<JasonKorat> <Trina> ::arrives at the garage::

<Protocol> ::continues, starting to try and spread out some within Glitch’s mind ‘n all, accessing programs, trying to shut down others:: <You cannot stop me… I’m many years your senior at this.>

<Protocol> <Jake>::waiting in the open garage for teh Trina with teh Chancerz prolly::

<JasonKorat> <Trina> :waves to them as she gets out of the car:: <Chance> ::waves back:: So you only stop by for a visit when you need to talk to us about something? <Trina> ::RAZZ::

<Glitch> ::starts losing control. starts crying even. maww! you big meanie!:: <Please stop…do not do this, Protocol.> ::Tries again to get her out of her mind::

<Protocol> <Jake> I think that’s a yes. ::smirks, leans up against whatever car they’re working on at the moment::

<Protocol> ::bwhahaha thank you! -g- can’t get a hold like she wants XD hope no glitches boot ‘er out ;D::

<JasonKorat> <Trina> I work as hard as you two. The most you can do is visit ME. ::smirks back:: <Chance> ::chuckle, wipes the oil from his hands:: So what brings you here? <Trina> ::shows remote: Ever seen anything like this?

<Glitch> ::heee..yes yes! Glitches!:: <Virus>::is still present! starts trying to download itself to Protocol and take her over::

<Protocol> <Jake>::pushes off the car and walks over to her. reaches out to take it:: You ‘n Jase get some sort of new Japanese satelite system they don’t offer here in the states yet? ::looking it over curiously::

<JasonKorat> ((<Virus> ::clings to Protocol adn just kicks her in the shin repetedly, calling her a poopie-head::))

<Glitch> ((<Jake> Yeah…Chance just got one to go to his super TV with DVD changer full of Scardy Kat episodes))

<Glitch> ((::DIES!::))

<JasonKorat> <Trina> If that were the case, I’d be making millions. <Chance> ::frowns:: Doesn’t look like anything I’ve ever seen.

<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!::))

<Protocol> ::erk! notices a virus has leaked into her systems ((curse you NORTON!!! Should’ve went with McAFEEE!!)):: <Whot is this…?>::slows down and thenfully stops her taking over process as she begins to try and purge the virus::

<Protocol> ((LOL!!))

<Glitch> ((LOL! Darn that Norton!))

<Protocol> <Jake> Nor I. ::anything on this remote labled?::

<JasonKorat> ::arrives at HQ, barely makes it in explain to Mark what happened amidst huffing and puffing:: <Mark> ::stays pretty calm about the whole thing, relieved that they didn’t recognize him. Tells him to go home and catch his breath for the rest of the day:: <Jason> ::goes! Still confused, however, but goes home nonetheless::

<Glitch> ::slight internal smirk:: <It is a virus. It will erase your personality and return you to your original, unprogrammed state and send you back to Dark Kat to be reformatted.> ::Starts trying to undo Protocol’s hold on her. keeping an eye on the virus though to make sure it doesn’t leak to her own system more than it already has::

<Protocol> <Whot?! No wait… I thought you were rid of this from your system!> ::hold being removed, soon zaps/shoots out of Glitch, landing on the ground in front of her. goes solid, black fur but cream colored hair and has some cream colored patches of fur. concentrating all energy on trying to contain the virus::

<McGrath> <Remote> :: upon close examination, looks like Dark Kat’s technology ::

<JasonKorat> <Chance> Where’d you get this from anyway? <Trina> ::sighs, rolling her eyes, tells them the story::

<Protocol> ((<Remote>::has the Dark Kat stamp of approval on it! and copyright::))

<Protocol> <Jake> … if I didn’t know any better, I’d say this looks like something of Dark Kat’s.

<JasonKorat> <Trina> ::frowns:: Dark Kat? But… why would the NSA have it?

<Glitch> ::gasps as she leaves her system. takes a moment to readjust and make sure the virus is behind the protections she’d already set up previously to protect herself. stands up finally dusting herself off:: No I am not rid of it. I only know how to contain it. It lies dormant for the most part unless disturbed. I do hope you contain it soon else it will overcome you. I am sure you can see it moves very rapidly through your system.

<Protocol> <Jake> Good question. ::mrrrs::

<JasonKorat> ::calls Ann to let her know he’s alive. Doesn’t expect her to pick up, but will leave a message anyway::

<Glitch> ::is making no move to help her. lol! doesn’t like Protocol::

<Protocol> <Ann>::lol busy with her producer. he’s getting a tongue lashing! XD::

<JasonKorat> <Trina> :eyes narrow again:: Have you guys heard of a Judge Haterson?

<JasonKorat> <Chance> I try to avoid politics as much as I can. ::i.e., hasn’t::

<JasonKorat> ::leaves message, then. For sooth! – “It’s me. I’m out. They didn’t have an I.D. on me, which is still odd, but anyway, I’m home now. Call me, okay?” ::hangs up::

* JasonKorat is now known as TrinaKorat

<Protocol> ::sits now on her knees kinda. staring out at something though her eyes are glowing blue. all her fur and hair is “absorbed” by the black parts until she’s solidly black furred again. eyes return to cyberdemon bloooo in color like normal kats’ eyes.::

<Protocol> <Jake>::chuckles:: Nope, why?

<Glitch> ::Tilts head:: Protocol? have you managed to stop the virus?

<Protocol> <Jake>::has gotten a screwdriver and is going to take a peek inside the remote XD::

<McGrath> <Remote> :: is easily examined. Upon inspection, reveals it to be a type of GPS locating system/id tag, likely points the user to entrances and provides them access to things ::

<Protocol> Cyberdemon number one three three three online. ::looks up at her confused:: Systems operating at 89.3333 perecent. ::stands:: You are not the creator. ::lol Glitch’s virus let her past self take over her future self XD::

<TrinaKorat> Someone’s sending out warrants to the NSA to have the Bureau searched. And, we’ve gotten property seized, up to the point where its’ gotten ridiculous. ::beat, looks at her beeper:: Crud, I have to head back. Jake, please call me when you’re done looking at it, okay? Really appreciate it, guys! ::runs to her jeep, and the mun heads for bed as she must head to class tomorrow to see how bad her test went. XD::

<Protocol> <Jake> ::has the remote laid on top of one of those red tool chests/shelves. blinks at this, ponders the insides:: Sure thing, Trina!

<Glitch> ((maww ::Huggles:: nights Sagey!))

<Protocol> ((LOL maw evil class! ::hugs:: I hope you all can convince her that she was a bit unfair XD))

<TrinaKorat> <Chance> Be careful out there, you got that? <Trina> ::nods, waves, drives off::

<TrinaKorat> ((::hugs back:: I’ll yell. XD Night guys! ))

* TrinaKorat has quit IRC (Quit: )

<Glitch> ::curious look now:: What is your objective number one three three three?

<Protocol> <Jake>::takes the remote into the breakroom for better examination lol::

<Protocol> Scanning. ::pauses:: Remove waste from each waste recepitcle in the main level of the creator’s downtown facility for waste collection on the next morning. ::lol early job it seems::

<McGrath> <Remote> :: as is examined, activates, and displays several locations on its small display. Apparently hidden Dark Kat facilities ::

<Protocol> <Jake>::eyes widen at this. has Chance get pen and paper. reads off the locations to him and Chance writes each down quickly::

<McGrath> <Device> :: also lists off several numbers as well. Device is a Key ::

<Glitch> ::nearly giggles at her. stops herself though:: I have brought you your new objective from our creator. You are now to gather information on Rilth. Determine what he is, and what his current plans are. Do not allow him to know you are doing this though. when you have sufficient information transmit the information directly to me. Understand?

<Protocol> <Jake>::reads said numbers as well to his equally confused partner::

<McGrath> ((<Protocol> :: feels even more used now. ::))

<Protocol> Rilth…? ::tilts head slightly:: There is no record of a “Rilth” in my databanks.

<Protocol> ((LOL!!))

<Glitch> ((::diiies!::))

<Glitch> ::Transmits her a brief mental picture of him with description so she knows who he is:: now do you understand your objective?

<Protocol> ::nods:: Affirmative.

<Protocol> <Jake>::wonders if the remote itself can be traced::

<McGrath> <remote> :: gives no indication ::

<Glitch> Excellent. Do not inform any others of your new objective. Do not allow any others to become aware of your new objective. You are dismissed.

<Protocol> <Jake>::leans back. will definately have to inform Trina on this::

<Protocol> ::goes acoherent and returns to the desert facility::