An item on the black market has attracted both the MBI and NSA, though the MBI is less unsure of what the item is. Trina and Joe are in disguise to blend in with the villainous crowd when they spot Josie among them. She bids against them for the item they were after until she recognizes the two. The MBI ends up winning… the pricetag way above budget Mark had set for Joe and Trina. Josie follows them to the MBI and offers to help them on it so she can learn and possibly use it but Mark doesn’t agree to that.
Introduction of Tran
<Joseph_Forge> 4RPG ON!
<Joseph_Forge> ::We going to the docks then my dear? Will be all dressed out in his hitman gear. XD::
<Tran> ::it currently 1am, the moon hangs high over the bay and the wharf is busy… quite a few gangs have turn up tonight and the auction is in full swing already… missiles section of the auction has already been solded::
<Trina_Korat> ::yes, we are. I bought a trench coat similiar to yours, too, wearing jeans and boots and a black shirt::
<Josie_Lyons> ::is in disguise for this trip, somewhat anyway. wearing black pants, black shirt with couple buttons undone. black boots and long black trench ‘n black fedora type hat. heard of this and is going to check it out personally due to something of particular intrest up for bid::
<Joseph_Forge> ::makes his way into the auction area quietly. getting a good spot to look over the auction proceedings::
<Tran> <Bouncers> ::dressed as fishermen, standing outside the door to the largest of the buildings, will let you in for $50::
<Joseph_Forge> ::will pay those bouncers for him and Trina too. XD::
<Trina_Korat> ::is also wearing black shades and dyed her hair black too, has it up inna pony tail::
<Josie_Lyons> ::arrives not long after the Forges there XD and pays her $50.::
<Joseph_Forge> ::put some grey in his hair so looks more distinquied and looks like a higher up thug type person. got on contacts too to make his eyes green::
<Joseph_Forge> ::whispers to Trina:: What was it again we were here for specifically?
<Trina_Korat> Illegal black market material.
<Tran> <Stand Blackman> ::a weasle at best, up on stages currently with a large object beside him, with a large curtain around it:: Okay ladies and germs ::sniggers to himself:: Next up we have this lovely Dilbert-i-zor, made to turn anyone who is shot by it into the biggest nerd ever… made by GuyTech and comes with this Free Dilbert book ::smirks::
<Tran> <Showgal> ::is a pink bunnysuit walks on with the gun::
<Joseph_Forge> hmmm…..amazes me what comes across these things. ::Hands in pockets. scoping the crowd as well::
<Josie_Lyons> ::holding her bullet pendant between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it a bit. other hand in pocket inside trench. ears perked listening. shakes head at that last item there. makes way slowly through the crowd, going past Joe ‘n Trina, not recognizing them as they went more out than she did XD::
<Tran> <Crowd> ::Full of lower ranking gang members, just sent here to buy for the bigger hoods::
<Joseph_Forge> Not many big names here really. Mostly thugs. ::whispered::
<Josie_Lyons> ::nears the place items are going for. sees the pod and makes way over, hoping to get a closer look::
<Trina_Korat> ::snorks:: I’m not surprised.
<Tran> <Stan> ::Not Stand XD blinks at the crowd:: No Bids? Then this item is unsold… Next up ::waits of another bunnygirl to bring on a helmet:: Do I have any bids for a Infultrator? LegendArms Ltd made this helmet to set out the kat brain like a computer… delete and edit the files to your hearts content ::laughs:: Do I here $1000?
<Tran> <Pod> ::Lightly hmming::
<Joseph_Forge> ::smirks, whispers:: Got a few kats I might liek to try that out on.
<Joseph_Forge> How much money did we get to bring?
<Josie_Lyons> <voice> $1000! ::issa she-kat with cream colored fur ‘n hair. wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans::
<Trina_Korat> Budget ends at $8000.
<Trina_Korat> Anything higher comes outta our paychecks.
<Tran> <Stan> I hear $1000! Do I have $2000?
<Joseph_Forge> hm…nevermind then…:::just watching the proceedings::
<Josie_Lyons> <thug>::part of Triads:: 2000! <she-kat inna hoodie> 5000! ::glares at Triad guy::
<Tran> $2000! $5000! Any more bids?
<Josie_Lyons> ::notes the pod confirms with descriptions in report given to her. puts hands in pants pockets to wait silently::
<Tran> No? Going once… twice…
<Josie_Lyons> <HD> 10,000!
<Josie_Lyons> <HD>::being Hard Drive of course XD::
<Tran> <Stan> ::blinks and grins:: $10000 by our special guest of the evening!
<Trina_Korat> ::smirks:: Aloysius seems to have done well selling those Star Wars figures on Furr-Bay.
<Joseph_Forge> ::glances over there and frowns:: Hard Drive…Well there’s one big name.
<Joseph_Forge> ::Snorks::
<Tran> <Stan> Anyone wish to top that? No? Going once, Twice annnnnnnd …. …. …. SOLD!
<Josie_Lyons> <Hard Drive>::grins! rubs paws together to go and pay for his item:: <she-kat>::seems to have vanished from the crowd::
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DIES Trina::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<HD> Don’t call me that!!))
<Tran> <Stan> Congrates Mr Drive, hope you have a lot of fun with that ::Smirks:: Okay… now for our biggest item of the evening. ::points to the first bunnygal who pulls the curtain to show the sleeping Tran in his pod::
<Trina_Korat> ::blinks:: Whoa…
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks as wlel:: I think I see what we need to be using our money on…
<Tran> (( <Other Villains> LOL Aloyaius? Why didn’t your ma and pa just call ya Mary and have done with it?))
<Josie_Lyons> ::grins:: <There it is.>
<Josie_Lyons> ((:;dead::))
<Joseph_Forge> (::DIIIES!::))
<Tran> ((Everone here seen Tran’s Pic?))
<Trina_Korat> ((yups! And, ::DIES!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((yeps!))
<Trina_Korat> ::nods::
<Tran> <Stan> Now this little beauty was recently “freed” from a enforcer lock-up. ::smirks:: And can change into any kat you wish… Think of it! The Commandor of the Enforcers… The Mayor! … THe deputy Mayor ::wiggles his eyebrows and laughs:: Now this beast, made by MKC’s own Dr Viper
<Joseph_Forge> ::moves in closer now, whispering to Trina:: yeah….gonna have to get this one. We can’t let it get in teh wrong hands.
<Tran> <Stan> … comes complete with detailed instrutions and what you need to do the keep him from ::mutters:: Monstering up… Now… any bidders?
<Trina_Korat> ::nods::
<Trina_Korat> $2000!
<Joseph_Forge> ::stands there with arms crossed. will pretend to be the big shot and Trina his lackey doing his work for him. You better remember this is how it supposed to be at home too! XD pleasedon’thurtme……::
<Trina_Korat> ((BRB!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((okies!))
<Tran> $2000 to the looker in the trenchcoat!
<Trina_Korat> ((back))
<Tran> ((WB))
<Joseph_Forge> ((WB!))
<Trina_Korat> (::dies!!, beats Joemun XD::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((XD))
<Josie_Lyons> ((ugh forgot to brb lol is back tho XD))
<Joseph_Forge> ((lol! WB!))
<Tran> ((XD WB too))
<Josie_Lyons> ((tyXD))
<Josie_Lyons> $5000
<Tran> $5000 to the hawtie in the fedora
<Trina_Korat> ::perks her ears:: Oh, no…
<Trina_Korat> ::recognizing the voice::
<Josie_Lyons> ::standing in sight should Trina look XD Serious expression on her face::
<Joseph_Forge> Crud…::Frowms:: $7000
<Josie_Lyons> $8,000
<Tran> <Stan>Back to Hawtie at $8000
<Trina_Korat> ::winces::
<Joseph_Forge> ::whispers to Trina: I’m overridding our budget. She’s not getting this one…do whatever it takes. $9000
<Josie_Lyons> $10,000 ::turns now to see who her competition is:: <Stupid thugs… don’t know which gang you’re from, but you aren’t getting this.>
<Tran> <Stan> 9000 back to looke- 10000 with hawtie again
<Trina_Korat> ::sighs, finally says it:: $15,000
<Josie_Lyons> $20,000!
<Joseph_Forge> ::glares at Josie, laying a hand on a gun inside his coat where Lyons can see. Figures since she can’t recognise him, or hasn’t rather XD, then will send the universal “I will kill you” warning XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::bwhahaha! has NSA funds behind her -g-::
<Tran> <Stan> ::jaw drops:: 15- 20000!
<Tran> <Stan> Going once…
<Josie_Lyons> ::eyes Joe. isn’t deterred. lol if she knew the aim behind the guy, she might think twice ;D::
<Joseph_Forge> $25000
<Tran> 25000 with you looker
<Josie_Lyons> Fifty. Thousand. Dollars. ::daring look at Joe::
<Tran> <Stan> ::is about to have a heart attack:: 50…. t-t-thousand to the h-hawtie
<Joseph_Forge> ::glares at Lyons a cold stare.:: Sixty.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::isn’t sure if MBI is to get Tran or not XD so if they are then let mun know!::))
* Trina_Korat has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Josie> Hah! I was too much for you woman!))
<Tran> <Stan> SIXTY!
<Joseph_Forge> ((::Diiies!::))
<Josie_Lyons> Seventy!!
<Tran> ((MBI are getting him ^^))
<Josie_Lyons> ::trying to see if she recognizes Joe?::
<Joseph_Forge> Seventy five!
<Joseph_Forge> ::lol! she might can! is up to you if you want her to! this mun doesn’t care!::
<Tran> <Stan> 75 to you sir! ::has to be held up by the bunny girls::
<Josie_Lyons> ::expression looks surprised:: <Is that Joseph Forge? What would the MBI want with this…?>
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<Josie_Lyons> ((WB!))
<Trina_Korat> ((oy. Back))
<Joseph_Forge> ((WB!))
* Josie_Lyons sets mode: +o Trina_Korat
<Trina_Korat> ((Thankies! Last posts?))
<Joseph_Forge> ::glares at Lyons again::
<Joseph_Forge> ((::posting in a side pm::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((someone give ‘em to ‘er? ::lol won’t floo- ah thar ya go XD::))
<Josie_Lyons> ::now grins:: Too rich for my blood. ::turns now to Stan::
<Josie_Lyons> <Wonder how they even plan on paying for this.>::snickers to herself::
<Tran> <Stan> ::wipes his brow:: With you sir… at $75,000! Going… once! … Twice! AND SOLD!
<Trina_Korat> ::hand to her face::
<Joseph_Forge> ::pulls out his cellphone and will call up Mark. XD::
<Trina_Korat> He’s going to kill us.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::picks up:: Sulfur.
<Tran> <Stan> If you’d just like to settle up with the banker through that door, our men will be loading this thing on the back of a truck for you
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods to Stan then to Mark:: I went overbudget. We gotta come up with $75000. Trust me though its worth it.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> WHAT?!
<Tran> <Stan>… now next up, the Naked Gun 33.3… great fun at parties and getting rid of horrid body armor with a click of the trigger
<Josie_Lyons> ::decides now to vacate the premises… well for the moment. ;D pulls out her own cell to give a report to the subordinates the NSA had on this and inform them of the latest missions status. quietly out of the range of any other kat:: Mission change, MBI in possession of the object. Switch security from this operative to :;gives description of Joe ‘n Trina:: Make sure they make it back to their HQ. ::hangs up::
<Joseph_Forge> ::walks away from the crowd as much as he can, whispering:: NOt sure what this thing is but supposedly can change into any kat, like a shape shifter or something. Lyons was here and bidding so the NSA wanted it for something.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks! Nee::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::snorks as well::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Mark> What?! ::head-a-splodes::))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::groaning:: My wallet’s in pain.
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Tran> ((I’ve made up a lot of weird weapon… feel free to continue bidding XD))
<Joseph_Forge> Mine too. I’ll help cover it. I think it’ll be worth our while though. Just giving a heads up though that we gotta get some more money in that bank account.
<Tran> ::wheeled out the back and started loading up::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::sighs through his nose:: Well, at least we now know where the NSA gets most of its junk.
<Josie_Lyons> <thug> Twenty three dollars! <thug next to him>::whacks him upside the head:: He means, two thousand and three dollars!
<Josie_Lyons> ((<NSA>::gets the rest of its junk at the Villain Flea Bite Market::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Trina_Korat> ((::DEAD::))
<Tran> <Stan> ::grins:: To the Thug wearing the Ann Gora Fan Club Tshirt for $23,000
<Joseph_Forge> yep…I’ll have it there soon. ::hangs up! and goes to pay up! Will holler at those guys loading Tran up though:: hold up! I’ll get that in my own vehicle. Don’t want you idiots messing it up.
<Josie_Lyons> <thug>::hops up and down::
<Trina_Korat> ((::dies, Ann Gora Fan Club! XD))
<Tran> ::sloshes about in the pod::
<Josie_Lyons> <NSA operatives>::hidden within safe distance. will be sure the MBI gets this safely to their HQ::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::starts calling up the bank to go into the Bureau’s emergency funding::
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Bank> I’m sorry sir, but your account has been suspended. <Mark> What?! Why?! <Bank> It seems one of your agents has authorized the purchase of Mama Bates Donut recipe.))
<Tran> ((mrrr now bro is wanting his compy back… Is it okay if we have him asleep till Next week?))
<Tran> ((LOL!!!!))
<Josie_Lyons> ((sure!))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::huggles:: Laterz Nee!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((Shuas! ::hugs:: Nights Nee! ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES momma bates!::))
<Tran> ((I’ll be back once he’s asleep ^^))
<Joseph_Forge> ::will make the purchase and have the Tran loaded onto his personal truck! once trina is in the truck, will head to MBI:: mark is gonna kill me…
<Tran> ((Knightynight in case I don’t see ya then))
<Joseph_Forge> ((okies!))
* Tran has quit IRC (Quit: BLEH)
<Trina_Korat> ((Maw! Missed him!))
<Josie_Lyons> ::she herself gets in her car. removes hat, tossing it on seat next to her. waits for Joe ‘n Trina to leave::
<Trina_Korat> ::snorks:: What was your first clue? Aside the fact that he nearly busted an eardrum?
<Joseph_Forge> ::heads to MBI!:: Mmmm I dunno what this is though but if Lyons wanted it then its important. I’ve a feeling its money well spent.
<Josie_Lyons> ::following at a nice distance. keeping in touch with operatives::
<Trina_Korat> I hope it’s worth it.
<Joseph_Forge> I’m sure it will be. ::parks at the MBI soon enough and gets out:: Lets get something to unload this thing.::
<Josie_Lyons> ::they park in the back lot?::
<Joseph_Forge> ::yep!::
<Trina_Korat> ::nods, eyeing it::
<Josie_Lyons> ::good! parks at the front of the building on the street.::
<Joseph_Forge> ::goes inside to get one of those hand cart thingies and brings it out. will open the back of the truck and get it slid out of the truck carefully:: You get that manual this thing came with?
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Trina> There’s a manual? <Joe> Yeah! ::sighs:: It was the size of a phonebook. <Trina> oh… I thought it WAS a phonebook so er… didn’t take it.))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Trina_Korat> (DEAD!!((
<Trina_Korat> Yeah. :frowning::
<Joseph_Forge> ::gets it loaded onto the hand truck thingy and heads inside with it!:: We might need it. I want to know what this thing does. ::going inside with it! takes it to evidence and parks it:: You gonna go get Mark so he can see what I spent our money on or let him steam a bit?
<Josie_Lyons> ::smooths down her hair and exits her car. goes inside the building and towards Mark’s office wondering if he’s in… and if he’s on the floor after having a cornary::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> I’d like to see what it does. ::behind them::
<Josie_Lyons> ::finding Mark there, turns down hall. s’okay if she hears them in the basement?::
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks, looking over his shoulder:: I would too. Trina’s got the manual.
<Josie_Lyons> ((finding mark NOT there that is XD))
<Trina_Korat> ((Shua!))
<Josie_Lyons> ::knocks on the opened door leading to the basement and heads down the stairs:: That manual may be above your heads.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::hand extended as Trina gives it to him::
<Joseph_Forge> ::turns to look at Lyons and frowns:: Well well….the rat comes out since she lost a bid. You guys buy all your stuff in the black market auctions?
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::smirks some at Joe’s response::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::As he flips through the manual::
<Josie_Lyons> No. Only things that need to be kept off the streets and in the wrong hands. ::smiles pleasently:: If I’d known that was you two bidding against me, I wouldn’t have gone so high.
<Josie_Lyons> ((er and out of the wrong hands. LOL))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!:: <Joe> I KNEW IT!))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::eesh typo bad today::))
<Trina_Korat> ((::DEAD!!!!:)
<Trina_Korat> Ha! :a little too loudly XD::
<Joseph_Forge> WEll maybe you’d care to reimburse us then? ::walking to look at the pod:: What is this thing anyway? Since you seem to know so much…
<Josie_Lyons> I’d be happy to reemburse you, provided you do something for me in regards to that “thing”.
<Joseph_Forge> YOu can’t have it if thats what you want.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> And, what would that be, Miss Lyons?
<Josie_Lyons> ::smiles:: I think this might be something we can use to bring the MBI and NSA under better terms. A cooperation so to speak. Provided your ability to even keep this under your control this time. I wouldn’t want anything like with Project Eva to occur again because of MBI’s neglegence.
<Trina_Korat> ::rolls her eyes as she gets her hair out of a ponytail, shaking it out::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> Sounds intriguing. And, what would be in it for us?
<Josie_Lyons> Why, what’s in it for all of us. The chance to do some good. ::walks over to the pod. puts a hand on it a moment, sizing it up::
<Joseph_Forge> ::glaring at Lyons. Doesn’t like her at all. XD::
<Josie_Lyons> And your money back.
<Josie_Lyons> ::turns to them now, still smiling::
<Joseph_Forge> Why don’t you just spit it out what you want exactly, Lyons.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::snorks. Is in a very usual mood even for him. Nothing’s wrong with him. He’s just become more cynical and less trustworthy ever since the NSA incident and Robyn leaving::
<Josie_Lyons> I want to learn more about this myself. You heard what the auctioneer said of it. An experiment of Dr. viper’s, this … creature has the ablilty to change form among who knows what else, but the upkeep may be rather costly, not to mention dangerous depending on its … personality.
<Joseph_Forge> What do you know of personality? ::crossing arms and leaning against a wall by the pod::
<Josie_Lyons> I do have one, Captain. ::smirks at him, one hand on her hip::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> The answer is no. ::flipping through the manual::
<Josie_Lyons> ::smirk falters:: No?
<Joseph_Forge> Surprising. ::smirks then at Mark’s answer::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ANd, that’s where it remains. No.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> No deal.
<Josie_Lyons> You don’t realize what you’re getting into, Sulfur.
<Josie_Lyons> You all can barely even afford to purchase it, much less take care of it.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> Boy, haven’t I heard that one before.
<Trina_Korat> ::arching a brow at Mark::
<Josie_Lyons> Then maybe for once you should listen.
<Joseph_Forge> ::growls now and comes away from the wall, walking towards her:: He said no, Lyons. Time for you to go.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Mark> My momma said that to me when I bought that kangaroo from a shady kat on the street.))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> Back down, Forge.
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIes!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::backs off! lol! still glaring though. so wants to play bouncer and put her out the front door XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::stands her ground with Joe, looks up at him:: You heard your Director… though go ahead and feel free to disobey as usual. ::looks from him to Mark:: I’m offering my assistance.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> And, I’m not accepting it.
<Trina_Korat> ::gives the manual to Trina and gives Lyons a calm glare::
<Trina_Korat> ((Mark))
<Josie_Lyons> Look, I won’t be taking it to the NSA, it can remain here with you all, I simply want to keep tabs on it and financially assist you.
<Joseph_Forge> ::Clenches fists at her comment. ::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> I’m not getting my Bureau involved with an organization that pays with blood money.
<Josie_Lyons> ::looks heavenward a moment then puts hands up in defense:: No need to get so hateful, Sulfur. ::puts hands down then heads back over to the stairs:: You don’t want help then fine. I’ll remember that when you have another out of control creature in your Bureau that’s taken over and threatens everyone’s safety.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> I’ll keep that in mind when the NSA invades another country.
<Joseph_Forge> ::glaring at her as she goes. ::
<Josie_Lyons> ::grips railing hard a moment and then huffs. calm tone:: I’m not even going to argue with you on that issue, as you won’t believe a word I say. Good evening to you all. ::releases railing and hurries up the stairs the rest of the way. slams door to basement as she exits lol then heads out of the building::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::sighs through his nose, then looks to Trina and Joe:: This thing is off the records.
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods:: Understood, sir. Want me to hide this thing for now then?
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Mark> Yes. Put it in the safest place you can think of. <Joe>::puts it under his and Trina’s bed next to some guns:: <Mark> … I meant IN the building here…))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::nods:: Yeah.
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Joseph_Forge> It’ll be done then. ::pondering where to put it.::
<Trina_Korat> ((BRB))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Trina> How about McGrath’s office? <Joe>::shoves it in, eliminating half of the storage closet’s space:: <pixies>::paoint the pod pink and draw flowers all over it::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((paint^))
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))