2008-01-25

<Joseph_Forge> RPG GO!
<Mark_Sulfur> :issa holding a press conference, ya’ foos! Tho’ isn’t outside on the podium in front of the Bureau just yet. XD::
<Protocol> <Hans> ::there’s a podium outside? did mun miss something?::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> You already know what you’re gonna say? you didn’t even take notes… <Mark> Yes. ::simply. Asked Jason and Joe to stand behind him as his captains and moral support::
<Joseph_Forge> ::willa be inside with Mark. dressed up in nice uniform even! We having a press conference cause Sageymun says so apparently!::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::Hans mun didn’t miss anything. ;D I’m just making this up as I gooooo. Hans mun wanna help with de’ presses?::
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::will just be there somewhere.  ready to beat down Rex. XD::
<Protocol> <Hans>::oh okay! XD::
<Protocol> <Hans> ::inside where he should be!  uh in uniform! but not all stately like you foos::
* McGrath has joined
* ChanServ sets mode: +o McGrath
<Protocol> ((Hey Matt!))
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::yeah cause I wasn’t ironing your good uniform today. XD will be with the Hans::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Heys!))
<McGrath> ((Heyas. Just got home. Need to eat dinner so brb.))
* McGrath is now known as Matt_brb
<Protocol> <Hans> ::girl now you know I wear the pants, and the pants MUST be ironed!::
<Protocol> ((ok!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((okies!))
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha> : careful. I’ll use so much starch those pants will stand up on their own!::
<Protocol> <Hans>::why for you wanna ruin mah pants?::
* Shades has joined
* ChanServ sets mode: +o Shades
<Joseph_Forge> ((Hey SHades!))
<Protocol> ((hey Shady! MBI about to have a press conference!))
<Shades> ((YAY okay))
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha> ::not ruin. I’m just gonna show you how those pants you like to wear can be manipulated. XD::
* Shades is now known as Christian
<Joseph_Forge> We should get going, Mark.
<Mark_Sulfur> I know. <Jason> Seriously, where are your notes? <Mark> I don’t need them.
<Protocol> <Hans> ::don’t go manipulating my pants!  Else you’ll find your wardrobe missing pants and replaced with skirts::
<Joseph_Forge> ::shakes head at Jase:: I think he’s mad enough like we are to not need them.
<Protocol> <Hans> You guys aren’t exactly giving me confidence about the future of my job…
<Christian> (( <Mark> Notes? I don’t need no stinkin’ notes! <Jason> … You’re also lacking pants. <Mark> … I don’t need…. Wait yes I need pants. ))
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::you wouldn’t dare…..::
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Protocol> ((::dead!:: <Hans> Naw baby did you get Mark’s pants too? <Mark’s pants>::starched up and standing next to him::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::SNORKS!:: I actualy kenw a girl in high school that did that to her bro. He made her mad so she starched his jeans so much they’d stand on their own))
<Mark_Sulfur> ::marches on outside, staying non-chalant about the whole thing as he meets the presses::
<Joseph_Forge> ::follows him out! will stand behind and to the right side of de mark! Moral support!::
<Protocol> <Hans>::goes outside too if he and the other agents are supposed to::
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::goes with!  going to watch!::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::does the same, hands behind his back::
<Christian> ::I will follow too.. Because I want to know the futrue of my job XD::
<Protocol> <press>::snap photos, vidcames recording, etc!:: <Ann> ::smiles at Jase giving him support morally too! not to be confused with imorally::
<Protocol> <Hans>::we might need to find the Future Blob, Chris.::
<Joseph_Forge> ::yes, hands behind back all formal like! does remember some training from the academy! XD::
<Mark_Sulfur> Good morning. :;to de’ press:: If you have any questions, please ask them now.
<Protocol> <Josie> ::watching in her office on onna her monitors if this be liiiiiive::
<Protocol> <Ann> Director Sulfur, what is the MBI’s stance on Mayor Rex’s statement that closing you down will help in lowering taxes?
<Mark_Sulfur> ::is quiet for a few, then finally says:: We don’t agree on any of it. This Bureau’s done what it can to keep this city safe. I say this is a poor way of thanking us, if he’s even tried doing that.
<Protocol> <Insider Newskat> Director, what steps are the MBI taking in securing your organization’s remaining open?
<Mark_Sulfur> We’re keeping ourselves open.
<Protocol> <Megakat Post reporter> What will you do if Mayor Rex has his way?
<Joseph_Forge> ((<Mark> Scream.  Cry. Then go eat a very large bucket of chocolate ice cream. <Jase>::blinks:: he deals with stress like Trina))
<Protocol> ((::dies!::))
<Christian> (( <Mark> Then proceed to cry that my skinny jeans don’t fit and lip synch to Tiffany songs. ))
<Mark_Sulfur> Scream and run around in circles.
<Joseph_Forge> ::Trying not to snork!::
<Christian> ::covers her mouth and lightly chuckles::
<Protocol> ((LOL))
<Protocol> <press>::most chuckle:: <Megakat Post> And then after that? ::smirks::
<Mark_Sulfur> Huddle together and sing “Kumbaya” off key ’til he breaks down and backs off.
<Joseph_Forge> ::lets out a lil snicker now. can’t hold it. lol!::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::smirks::
<Protocol> <Hans> ::snorks, shakes his head:: <Insider Newskat> Have you sat and spoken with Rex personally about his decision?
<Mark_Sulfur> It’s hard to. He’s got these beady eyes that just seem to stare riiiight back at you. So you figure, “Why bother?”
<Joseph_Forge> <Tasha>::buries face into Hans’ arm as shes trying to stifle laughing out loud::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::to Joe, muttered:: He’s either finally lost it, or he’s going somewhere with this.
<Joseph_Forge> ::whispering:: Either way its going to be interesting when we get to the end of it.
<Protocol> <Hans> ::can’t believe Mark’s saying all of this, puts arm ’round Tasha to pat her back lol trying not to loose it himself. worry helping with that:: <press>::some laugh themselves:: <Insider Newskat> I daresay you don’t seem to be too concerned with this, Director.  Any reason why?
<Christian> (( <Mark> …. I had alot of sugar this morning and Hans IBS medicine worked like a dream. ))
<Mark_Sulfur> Because I know the game our “mayor” is playing. He’s played this game before and he’s playing it now that he can get away with it. He’s under heavy investigation by both the Bureau and the Enforcers in regards to what we believe was election tampering and even some connection to the Mafia.
<Protocol> ((::DIES::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::leans over and whispers to Jase:: And there would be where he’s going with this.
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> Hook, line and sinker.
<Protocol> <press>::gasp at that:: <Megakat Times kat> Those are serious accusations, Director.  Can you back them up?
<Mark_Sulfur> We have our facts, we have what we believe is enough evidence. It’s only a matter of putting it together.
<Protocol> <Ann> Care to elaborate on either, Director Sulfur?
<Mark_Sulfur> I can only tell you what we believe for now, Miss Gora. Once the  investigation comes to a close, we’ll reveal everything.
<Protocol> <Megakat Post> About how soon do you expect that to be?
<Mark_Sulfur> ::just smirks:: You’ll know.
<Protocol> <Insider Newskat> ANything else you want to tell us, Director?
<Christian> (( <Mark> I saved a bunch of money by switching my car insurance to McGrath Insurance. ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::)
<Mark_Sulfur> Sure. Join us tomorrow night for a late night camp fire. We’ll tell ghost stories. No more questions.
<Protocol> ((::DIES!!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::will step back to let mark away from the podium and go inside with him!::
<Protocol> <Press>::of course some do the typical “Dircetor Sulfur!” bit trying to ask for more but when he goes inside, they write up remarks or speak to the cameras in closing to go back to regularly scheduled programming::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::brow arched:: Didn’t need notes, huh? <Mark> I was actually considering telling him to go choke onna hairball on camera. I’m sorta kicking myself now. :;once they’re inside::
<Christian> ::following!::
<Protocol> <Hans>::files in after the others, not giving any reporters answers too “aren’t you worried about your job sir?”::
<Joseph_Forge> ::chuckles:: I think you did plenty anyway.  you’ll have the viewers talking anyway. <Tasha>::going in after Hans! ignoring any questions too!::
* Matt_brb is now known as McGrath
<Christian> ::when asked, she just smiles and ‘no comment hommes’ XD::
<McGrath> :: sees the live press conference from the lobby of city hall as he waits for the deputy mayor ::
<Protocol> ((wb dinnerman!))
<Mark_Sulfur> That’s the whole idea.
<Joseph_Forge> ((WB!))
<Joseph_Forge> Lets just hope all this works.
<Mark_Sulfur> It will. We’re giving him a run for his money now.
<Joseph_Forge> I hope so. ::sighs::
<Protocol> ::had been hiding while watching the press conference live outside the MBI.  made way out and walked the rest of the way to City Hall.  expression mixed with anger and worry as she approaches the building and goes inside through the front entrance::
<Protocol> <Hans> Think he’ll retaliate on the air?
<Mark_Sulfur> ::smirking:; I’m sort of hoping he does.
<Protocol> <Hans> Just so long as he doesn’t by other means… I’m picturing a platoon to kick us out.
<Joseph_Forge> He’ll have a bureau to kick them back out too.  ::smirks::
<McGrath> :: sees her enter through the front door. ::
<Protocol> ::makes way towards elevators. notes McGrath there and frowns. walks over towards him:: Whot are you doing here?
<Mark_Sulfur> I knew I could count on you guys.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((And, heading to bed here. G’night, all. :;hugs:;))
<Protocol> <Hans> Well of course you could.
<Joseph_Forge> ((maww nights! ::hugs))
<Protocol> ((whaaa? Maw ::huggles::))
* @Mark_Sulfur Quit (Quit: I got a postcard from my brain today. It said it’s having a wonderful time.)
<McGrath> I’m here to offer you one last chance to make things right.
* Joseph_Forge is now known as Tasha_Lynx
<Tasha_Lynx> Come on guys.  Lets go grab a donut or something. ::heading to the breakroom!::
<Protocol> Still think it was me do you? ::attempts to grab him by his shirt collar and rush/shove him back against the nearest wall:: Do you?!  You’re sadly mistaken, and if you don’t leave now I’ll make you leave because you’ll kill him otherwise with whotever you’ve planned in “exposing” me! ::voice not too loud so others passing through won’t hear::
<Protocol> <Hans> I wonder if Mama Bates gives discounts to agents without a Bureau… ::idly asks as he goes with Tasha::
<Tasha_Lynx> ::snorks:: hans! Don’t talk like that.  Though we lose our jobs, no more deli ham for you. ::smirks::
<Christian> I’ll watch you guys eat donuts. :3
<Protocol> <Hans> I’ll find other work.  ::selects pastry and gets himself some coffee::  But seriously… if Mark ticks Rex off too much…
<Tasha_Lynx> I think mark knows what he’s doing. Lets just see what happens. Right now it can’t get much worse. I mean, as it stands we’d lose our jobs anyway. Might as wells go down fighting
<McGrath> :: is grabbed and shoved against the wall. After a moment :: Where’s Driver?
<Protocol> <Hans> And what about all that paperwork and case files that’ll be confiscated and most likely gone through? ::sits at Table Chris ‘n Tasha do::
<Tasha_Lynx> Then it just is.  Hans…we gotta do something. The time of sitting here and doing nothing is over. We gotta stick our necks out a bit to get this over with.
<Protocol> Rex has him. ::lil’ growl in her voice at that::  Used him to rig the elections… Driver’s too naive… he played him right out for my sake. ::grip loosens::
<Protocol> <Hans> And what are we to do other than keep at our jobs?
<Tasha_Lynx> Do what Mark is doing. Do whatever it takes to expose Rex for who he really is.
<McGrath> You should have told me sooner.
<Protocol> I only learned of this yesterday. ::mun assuming that’s the proper flow of RPG time XD:: And why should I tell you?
<Christian> (( <Protocol> Well.. there was this whole thing of finding shoes that matched, and not seeming like I’m stalking you. Which I totally was…. <McGrath> …. That made no sense. <Protocol> I’m trying to seem more like a biological ddid it work? <McGrath> If you mean me to dislike you.. then Yes. OO
<Protocol> <Hans> Shame we’re not on that casework.
<Protocol> ((LOL!!))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Tasha_Lynx> yeah…I know. I’d so like to nail him.  ::takes a bite of a donut::
<McGrath> Because I can help.
<Protocol> <Hans> Least you’ve already got another job to fall back on, Christian.
<Protocol> … ::glances ’round and lets him go:: Let’s go elsewhere and talk.
<McGrath> :: is let go. Follows where she goes ::
<Protocol> ::exits City Hall.  leads him ’round the block and into an alley. stops and turns:: We’ll go to my residence.  By wire. ::reaches out to take his arm if he lets her::
<Christian> Yes, but I love being a MBI agent. At least I can be really me in it.. Not pretending to be that.
<Protocol> <Hans> I thought you enjoyed shocking kats?
<Christian> I do, but I want to help kats just as much.
<Tasha_Lynx> Well I think it’ll all work out in the end honestly.  WE just gotta trust Mark to get Rex out of office and stop this from happening.
<McGrath> :: frowns, takes her arm ::
<Protocol> ::has them both go acoherent and zaps into nearby powerline. makes way through city grid and soon the two exit into her ‘n Driver’s place where she has them go solid.  lets go of him and smooths her jacket out some::
<Protocol> <Hans> Wonder how they’ll handle it after this comes out?  Have another election?
<Tasha_Lynx> Probably so.
<Christian> Most likely, or they would re count the votes and go back to Manx.
<Protocol> <Hans> True… the latter would make it quicker to give Megakat a mayor again.
<Tasha_Lynx> yeah it would. ::sips coffee::
<Protocol> Here is the situation I am dealing with.  ::has lights come on in the living room as she takes a seat::  Somehow or another Rex came in contact with Driver.  I’m not sure who went to who, but either way, Driver felt like Rex was using me.  He didn’t like that much and attributed all my long hours spent on the campaing trail to doing Rex’s bidding or whotever.
<Protocol> So a deal was struck.  Rex agreed that if we won, he’d let me go and not use me anymore.  But in order to win, Driver would fix the election.  Driver complied and when it was all over, Rex captured him in this… snow globe looking thing that’s glass and has water in it.  Hand held.  Keeping him there captive.
<McGrath> :: listens ::
<Protocol> Rex revealed this to me, stating that he plans on revealing us for whot we are, and claiming innocence to me being a cyberkat.  If I so much as utter a word of any of this or try to get Driver from him, he’ll be destroyed, drowned you see… inside that little glass ball… ::biting her lip now, not allowing herself to get weepy in front of McGrath lol::
<McGrath> Where does Rex live?
<McGrath> And I mean for real, not the Mayor’s Mansion.
<Protocol> ::states his address::
<Protocol> You going to barge in there?
<Christian> Who would be left when Manx passes away? I don’t know if Miss Briggs would be wanting to take up the Mayor position
<Tasha_Lynx> I’ll bet she would. She does most of the work anyway.
<Protocol> <Hans>::nods:: Right.  If it wasn’t for her, Manx wouldn’t look so good.
<McGrath> What Rex is doing is endangering more than just you on a personal level. The future of Cyberkats as a whole is at stake, and so are a lot of other important things if the MBI is dismantled. I’ll do what I have to do.
<Protocol> You don’t think I’m aware of this?
<Christian> Then perhaps she should be approached about becoming Mayor when Rexx falls through. See how the public handles her.
<Tasha_Lynx> Now I don’t think she’ll step up till Manx retires though.
<Protocol> <Hans> Shame too.
<McGrath> No, I know you’re aware :: takes out firearm and inserts a fresh magazine into it :: You just might have to explain it to others. :: puts the gun away ::
<Christian> ::half shrug::  Guess the question goes, does Manx have another term in him?
<Protocol> I’m tired of explaining, of talking.  No matter whot I do, be it legal or otherwise, be it good or bad, I still end up at a loss.  ::looks at him seriously::  I won’t allow Driver to be lost again, perminately this time, I don’t care whot happens to the MBI.  I’ll take care of the cyberbeings.
<Tasha_Lynx> I think he does.  He enjoys the perks too much. ::Smirks::
<Protocol> <Hans> He did run for re-election after all.
<Christian> It’s all the golf courses he gets into free. It’s a great perk.
<Tasha_Lynx> ::snorks:: exactly.
<Protocol> <Hans> ::laughs:: Golf is so dull, I don’t get it.
<Christian> I used golf clubs to whack melon balls at fans of my music… it’s the best use for those things yet.
<Tasha_Lynx> ::Snorks:: I’ve never picked one up that I know of.
<Christian> It’s crazy fun. <.< I saw Gracie blow up a golf club bag in her lab… it was hilarious.
<McGrath> I’m not asking you to explain for yourself :: looks at her :: I’m asking you to explain for me, if I do something that can’t be undone.
<Protocol> <Hans> I had some college frat buds that were into it.  I went once and that was enough for me.
<Protocol> And this something would be…? ::scowling::
<Tasha_Lynx> ::Snorks:: I still can’t get over you being in a frat.
<McGrath> Hopefully nothing. I need to call in some favors. Act normal. I’ll let you know how it goes :: turns to leave ::
<Protocol> <Hans> It was for the booze!  And the she-kats. ::smirks:: They actually have rules where certain sororities could only date toms from certain fraternities.
<Christian> I heard about that. ::laughs::
<Protocol> Just don’t get him killed, McGrath.
<Protocol> ::threatening tone::
<Tasha_Lynx> See now…I’d get kicked out of a sorority.  I’d just not take well to being told who I can and can’t date.
<Protocol> <Hans> Well basically you’re just paying for friends when you join up with one of those.  I never took it too seriously.
<McGrath> I won’t. :: leaves ::
<Christian> Insta friend, just add monthly dues and keg stands.
<Tasha_Lynx> Money down the draink. ;:smirks::
* Protocol is now known as Hans_Lynx
<Tasha_Lynx> ((^Drain))
<Hans_Lynx> Wasn’t my money. ::snickers::
<Tasha_Lynx> Okay so daddy’s money. ::laughs::
<Hans_Lynx> ::grins:: And I don’t regret wasting a single dime.
<McGrath> :: once outside, calls Felony ::
<Christian> (( <Felony> It’s scrabble night with Eddie. DON’T CALL ME ::hangs up:: ))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> ::answers:: What?
<Tasha_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Tasha_Lynx> :: I’ll bet you don’t.
<Christian> ::snorks:: don’t like your dad?
<McGrath> I need drugs. :: walking ::
<Hans_Lynx> ((::busts up!:: <Maven> … you didn’t pay much attention in school, did you?  <Eddie>  There’s no “s” in decimation. <Felony>::aims gun at him:: There is now.  Triple word score!))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Then go to a pharmacy.
<Christian> (( <Felony> You need alot of things. Like a hobby… Collect… action figures or something. ))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<McGrath> I did, until Assana removed their heads and hid them somewhere.  <Assana> ::hehehehe has a nice forget-me-not plant over them::))
<Christian> (( <McGrath> …. I have a collection of skulls I play the bongos on. Now where are my DRUGS? ))
<McGrath> At least a minivan full of ‘nip. I need it by tomorrow.
<Hans_Lynx> Not particularly.
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Why?
<Christian> ::eyebrow raised:: Did he have bad fashion sense? Speak with a fake accent? Or something else? if you don’t mind me asking….
<Hans_Lynx> He pretty much tried to ruin my life, and end the lives of others. ::serious tone. sips coffee::
<McGrath> Because someone is about to have a bad day. If you don’t help, the consequences could potentially ruin society, and not in the good way you’d prefer.
<Tasha_Lynx> ::Frowning now, sipping her own coffee. still isn’t too fond of his dad either.::
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Who are you wanting to have a bad day this time?
<Christian> ::ears turn forward:: … Lynx… like the… Red Lynx? or is that just coindence?
<Hans_Lynx> No coincidence… unfortunately.
<Christian> (( <McGrath> The normal crowd. The Mayor. I want him to see all the perdy pink glittery horseys that will eat his soul through his eyeballs. ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::diies!:: <Felony> … my that’s awful specific.   And neat.  You’ll have the drugs in five minutes.))
<McGrath> A former ally of your father’s, one who’s failed him repeatedly. Octavious Rex. He’s on the verge of destabilizing things in the Cyberkat community. I don’t want that. You don’t want that. No one wants that.
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Sure fine whatever… since it appears his plan on getting rid of the MBI isn’t solid enough to work.  Where do you want this?
<Christian> I think you’re a rather good guy, so sides the name I really don’t see a resemblance.. and well… you being attached to your skin and all.
<Tasha_Lynx> ::snorks:: Trust me…he’s NOTHING like this ancestor. ::knows all too well. XD::
<Hans_Lynx> Heh… thanks… <Though I wasn’t always such a good guy.>
<Hans_Lynx> ::smiles at Chris tho for the comment::
<McGrath> :: repeats Rex’s address :: But it has to arrive at exactly 11 pm. Some grunts with expertise in breaking things would also be useful.
* Kutlass has joined
<Christian> ::hey I’m kinda naiive XD I wa the all american girl before I turned vamp XD::
<Christian> (( Hey Kutlass!))
<Kutlass> ((Heys all! Wow, I’ve reached a new late in late))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Needing proof Sulfur discussed of mafia connections that badly do you?
<Tasha_Lynx> ((LOL! You have!))
<Hans_Lynx> ((hey Kutlass. LOL))
* Hans_Lynx sets mode: +o Kutlass
<Tasha_Lynx> ((For shame! No more being late missy! XD ::hugs::))
<Kutlass> ((I should be punished.. with pudding.. @_@))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((Okay..we take away your pudding! AHAHAHAHAAA!))
<Christian> (( ::Flings pudding bombs at you XD:: ))
<McGrath> Not mafia. Dark Kat. See your delivery at 11. :: hangs up ::
<Kutlass> ((Fiends!))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((why thank you. XD))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> ::makes the proper calls for this to be arranged::
<Tasha_Lynx> ((jump on in the water of the RPG! its quite warm.  MEgs in the breakroom talking and snacking. Other charas available upon demand!))
<Kutlass> ((Ooh, can I get a Tasha, hold the mayo, with a side of Hans? And a diet Chris to go?))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD::))
* Kutlass is now known as Fletch_Ryder
<Christian> (( Chris comes with a free side of strawberry swirl cheesecake XD))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((and I have *cooooupons!*))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((We don’t accept Cooooupons!))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((::Cooooos upon said chars until they submit willingly::))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((::SNORKS!::))
<Christian> No problem. I know not everyone is a saint.. but it’s nice to feel like you are one.
<Tasha_Lynx> ((<tessie>::Still owes several of Kutlass mun’s charas a good shocking over terrorizing her!::))
<Tasha_Lynx> Hey I know I’m not a saint. ::Smirks::
<McGrath> :: after the appropriate amount of travel time, arrives at the MBI. Enters the building and goes to Joe’s office, knocks on the door ::
<Tasha_Lynx> <Joe> Come in.
<Fletch_Ryder> ::pulls up to the MBI in a taxi, wearing Browser’s watch. waiting there for Tanner’s inevitable discovery of him not being pregnant in the MKC Memorial Hospital XD::
<McGrath> :: enters :: I have a tip regarding Rex.
<Tasha_Lynx> Oh? Do tell.
<Tasha_Lynx> ((^Joe))
<Tasha_Lynx> <Tessie>::and YOU mr. Fletch Ryder will be one of those kats to get a stern talking to when I get around to it! actually..you’re the main one. XD::
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dead Fletch::))
<Fletch_Ryder> ::uh oh.. will need plenty of shock absorbers for that talk. stands in the lobby of the MBI, just sort of looking around::
<Hans_Lynx> I’m as close to perfect as can be. ::snickers, joking of course::
<Tasha_Lynx> ::Scoots away quickly:: Oh dear…lightening gonna strke you!
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy>::if Hertz isn’t at the desk, she can be::
<McGrath> His alleged ties to Dark Kat may have been more than just alleged. I received an annonymous tip that a deal is going down tommorow at midnight at one of Rex’s secret retreats.
<Fletch_Ryder> ::blinks, noting who it is behind the desk:: ..Tansy?
<Tasha_Lynx> <Joe>::frowns:: Okay…we’ll have to get some kats out there then.  Maybe this coudl be what brings him down.
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::blinks and smiles:: Agent Ryder, hello!  I thought you had died!  It is good to see you have not.
<Christian> ::laughs, then blinks:: I never gave you guys a wedding gift did I?
<Fletch_Ryder> ::not sure how he should take that XD:: Have you seen any kats from the CKIA in here today?
<McGrath> Dark Kat is dead, but some of his stragglers may be trying to work their way back up the old heirarchy that Rex was a part of. It could be weapons, it could be drugs, it could be dirty money. I’d advise having someone from the Enforcers with you on the stakeout.
<Hans_Lynx> Maw, not necessary, Christian.
<Tasha_Lynx> <Joe> I got some contacts over there. I’ll get a hold of one and get someone on it with us.
<Tasha_Lynx> Yeah really..its fine. ::smiles:: we got a lot of stuff already.
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Fenton> There any hot babes with the MBI that night? <Joe> Well I guess- <Fenton> I’ll be there!))
<Christian> Okay. ::small smile:: more donuts? or shall I make some mega expresso?
<Tasha_Lynx> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((lol!))
<Hans_Lynx> Mega expresso?  That have a lot of caffine in it?
<Christian> yeah, and look like sludge when poured ::sticks her tongue out at them::
<Tasha_Lynx> ::makes a face:: ew…no thanks.
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> No I have not.  Only MBI agents.  Well unless you count McGrath who works for both the MBI and NSA. ::shrugs:: No CKIA kats.
<McGrath> I won’t be able to make it, but I’m sure you won’t need me.
<Tasha_Lynx> <Joe>::nods:: we’ll handle it. Don’t worry.
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Joe> And why not? <McGrath> I’ll be doing other things.  <Joe> What things? <McGrath> Finding my action figures’ heads Assana buried.))
<McGrath> I know you will. :: leaves the office, heading downstairs ::
<Tasha_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((and guys I really really hate to but I need the bed. I been up since 5:30 this morning))
<Hans_Lynx> ::laughs:: I dunno, I could try that.
<Hans_Lynx> ((maw ::huggles:: Night CK!))
<Christian> ((night sweetie.))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((nights all! You best get your tail back here earlier some night! ::whaps you::))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((Kutlass that is))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((Maw, alright, g’nights!))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((Haha, my bad!))
<Tasha_Lynx> ((XD  We gotta harass you of course!   Nights all! ::hugloafs::))
* @Tasha_Lynx Quit (Quit: <Bill> Is that LEGAL?! <Pilot> I dunno, but its fun! – Bill Engval)
<McGrath> :: once downstairs, approaches the evidence locker, keying in an access code and entering the room ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::says as Tasha heads off for patrolling or somethin’::
<Christian> (( ::is debating sleep or muscling on some more:: ))
<Christian> you sure you want to try it tonight? It’s kept one kat up four days straight.. I considered giving it to Hertz but i was afraid he’d make forts out of our desks.
<Hans_Lynx> Maybe keep ingredients for it in case we need it for stakeouts. ::chuckles::
<McGrath> :: finds a box containing a captured Dark Kat ninja outfit, complete with face mask. Takes the box with him as he closes the evidence locker door behind him ::
<Hans_Lynx> ((you wussy! XD))
<Fletch_Ryder> ::slants his eyes at that:: Well, when those guys do come, just tell them I’m waiting in the breakroom. ::walks towards the back::
<Hans_Lynx> ((<McGrath> ::in front of mirror in the ninja gear:: Go ninja, go ninja, go! Go ninja, go ninja, go! Go! Go! Go! Go!))
<Christian> (( <Felony>::sees McGrath in that ninja suit, sans mask:: <McGrath> …. Just walk away… <Felony> …. I need eye bleach… ))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((LOLboth))
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Oh, alright. ::smiles::
<Fletch_Ryder> ((<Mark> Why has our pizza bill suddenly spike-.. MCGRATH!! <McGrath> I’ve told you, I go by *Raph* now!))
<McGrath> ((<Dark Kat> As a rule, I make my minions dress more ridiculus than myself, for no one shall out-fabulous me!))
<Christian> ((okay I really do need to get to bed. ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies both!::))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((lol))
<Hans_Lynx> ((maw night Chrismun!))
<McGrath> :: takes the box with him as he leaves the building ::
<Hans_Lynx> ((::huggles::))
<Fletch_Ryder> ((Alrighty, have a good one!))
<Christian> ((night night!))
* @Christian Quit (Quit: As Fraked up as it all may seem.. I stretch myself beyond my means)
<Hans_Lynx> ::has been left all alone in the breakroom ;_;::
<Fletch_Ryder> ::walks down the hallway, kinda’ looking around, noting any changes made to the place or what not. comes to the breakroom, seeing a familiar face there at least:: Lynx?
<Hans_Lynx> Hmm? ::turns ’round from where he was sitting and look of surprise:: Ryder? ::grins:: I think you abused your vacation days. ::stands up to go over and greet him::
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> ::squeels to a stop outside the Bureau, looking hot under the collar. Associate mimics his look and hasty movements up into the front lobby of the MBI::
<McGrath> ((And, that about does it for me. See you tommorow!))
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy>::smiles:: Hello, welcome to the MBI, may I help you?
<Hans_Lynx> ((Night Matt! ::hugs::))
<Fletch_Ryder> ::gives a small smile, offering his paw for a hearty shake:: It’s good to see you.
<Fletch_Ryder> ((G’nights, Matt! Have a good one!))
<McGrath> ((Nights))
* @McGrath Quit (Quit: )
<Hans_Lynx> Likewise.  ::returns the hearty manly man shake! XD:: I’ve heard you came back to Megakat… but newly employed elsewhere.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> ::barking at her:: Your negligent department’s helped enough! Now *where’s* Ryder?
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> He’s in the breakroom. ::smiles unphazed by his anger XD::
<Fletch_Ryder> ::turns his eyes away a moment before going over to the fruit bowl to grab an orange:: My employment with the CKIA may be a brief one.
<Hans_Lynx> That’s good, means you’re coming back to the Bureau, right?
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> Thank you! ::unphased by her sweet demeanor:: <Associate> ::stays in the lobby::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> You’re very welcome! ::hee, then looks over at the Associate:: Candy? ::holds out a peppermint::
<Fletch_Ryder> ::tossing the orange back and forth between his paws:: At this point, I’ll be lucky not to be- <Tanner> ::huffing, and puffing, and blowing down the breakroom door:: I’m looking for Fletch Ryder, and I don’t want to see any decrepit old geezers or tonsil-less 12-year-olds!
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> ::face darkens, as he strides up to the front desk, eyes narrowing at the Peppermint:: Yes, thank you. ::voice chirpy and smiley as he takes the candy and pops it in his mouth::
<Hans_Lynx> ::turns at the sudden bursting and huffpuffing of Tanner:: There might be a couple of kats here with the mental capacity of 12 year olds, but otherwise, none of those here. ::smirks::  What do you want with Ryder?
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::eesh! lol stares at the guy:: You need to cheer up.  Spring is on its way!
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> I want him to report to Enforcer HQ with me *right now,* to complete his transfer paperwork! And if I get *anymore* trouble from this bureau… <Fletch> ::blinks at that, looking up::
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> ::rolling the mint around in his mouth:: Oh, I know. I just gotta’ look serious and perturbed when I’m working.
<Hans_Lynx> Uh… ::looks over to Fletch::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Oh!  I see.  I have to wear shoes and normal clothing when I work up here. ::has a sky blue short dress on that’s longsleeved but has shoulders bare. slip on white sandals::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy>::no pixie antennae either or wings::
<Fletch_Ryder> ::returns Hans’ look, then cocks an eye at Tanner:: What? But I thought you were here to- <Tanner> Arrest you, charge you for treason, yeah-yeah. Apparently you got some strings pulled, lucky guy, and agency decided you weren’t involved with Peruz and Nyus’ little act of treason. But we’re not letting you off the hook with a quiet discharge.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> That must be nice. Sometimes this tie makes me choke. ::attempting to loosen it as he speaks:: And my head’s a weird shape for this hat.
<Hans_Lynx> ::confused expression lol listening to this guy:: I can give him a ride over if you’d like. ::to Tanner::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> They make fake ties that pin I think. ::smiles::
<Fletch_Ryder> ::seems just as confused:: I don’t understand. <Tanner> The Browser project’s being revamped. We don’t want any “testing” to provoke the “locals.” ::using his fingers to make those quote marks as he talks:: You and Browser will be stationed in Megakat City on standbye status only. You are to function as a sleeper cell within the Enforcers until which time a real Cyberkat threat is made.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> Oh, Agent Tanner can see a fake tie a mile away. He made me eat one once. He’s kind of insensitive.
<Hans_Lynx> ::folds arms, listening::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Did it taste badly?
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> You will continue to make reports to us on the Cyberkat activity in the city, while functioning as a special investigator with the Enforcers. They are *not* to know of this alterior assignment until we deem appropriate. We want this project under tight wraps, and the Enforcers couldn’t be a better place for us to keep an eye on you.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> Well, he let me have it with some ketchup, so couldn’t really taste anything but that. It isn’t something I’d order off a menu, though.
<Hans_Lynx> ::looks at Fletch to see what he’s feeling ’bout this::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::nods:: I wouldn’t either, especially when things like icecream exist! ::smiles::
<Fletch_Ryder> ::looks blank, mixed on this:: Very well. I’ll continue with the new assignment. But.. why couldn’t I work with the MBI? They already know about the Cyberkats.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> Oh, I just love ice cream. ::leaning on the desk now, smiling pleasantly:: What’s your favorite flavor?
<Hans_Lynx> Because he couldn’t keep as good an eye out on you.  You know how we’re all nothing but troublemaking rebel rousers.
<Hans_Lynx> ::grinning::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Rasberry Sherbert!
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> Haven’t you seen the news? ::almost chuckling:: This place is going the way of the dodo. You’re lucky you’re even getting the investigator job.. you were almost a meter maid.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> Oooh, yeah, sherbert’s good! I find myself drawn to vanilla pecan with caramel, myself.
<Hans_Lynx> The news hasn’t said we’re done for yet, y’know.
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Oh I’ve not had that yet, I’ll have to try it! ::lol holds out another mint for him:: Want another?
<Fletch_Ryder> ::frowns at Tanner:: <Tanner> Well, you ought to be! With all the unscrupulous Directors around here. Poorest management *I’ve* ever seen.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> Oh, I really shouldn’t. My wife sure does hound me about my sweet tooth. Buuut.. since I wouldn’t want to seem rude.. ::takes another::
<Hans_Lynx> Don’t you have someone’s tail to kiss elsewhere you misinformed desk jockey?  Ryder’ll go sign the dotted line soon enough. ::mrrr scowling::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> You can save it for later if you’d like.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> ::glares at Hans:: Just make sure he does. He seemed pretty eager to skip out on us before. Just gimme’ an excuse to drag your tail back to Langley, and I’ll gladly take it. You’ll be contacted with further information once you’re in. Try not to mess *this* one up, huh Ryder.
<Fletch_Ryder> ::stone still, fists only clenched:: <Associate> Oops! Too late! ::throws it high up into the air and then catches it in his open mouth::
<Hans_Lynx> Yes, heaven forbid you give this guy something to do besides play Mindsweeper, Ryder. ::smirks::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Yey! ::claps for him at that feat!::
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> You Megs enjoy your last little jokes together. They’ll comfort you in the unemployment lines. ::turns on his heel to leave, but then phone rings. answers:: Hello?.. What?! How could Nyus have.. Get me the chief. ::as he’s walking out::
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> ::catches it and *chomps*! had it been Hertz, several medical personel would no doubt be on the scene by now::
<Hans_Lynx> ::makes faces at Tanner as he goes to the door. ears perk at the phone call::
<Hans_Lynx> You have to work with that chump often? ::to Ryder as Tanner’s walking out::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::mun dies, poor Hertz:: Here let me toss you one! ::unwraps and tosses it above the associate::
<Fletch_Ryder> Work with, no. Put up with, yes. I got the assignment he wanted with Peruz. ::ears perk at the mention of Nyus’ name, but is unable to discern any more as Tanner is down the hallway::
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> Oh my! :: I haven’t done this in year- ick! ::as he’s stepping back with his mouth wide open, bumps into a very perturbed looking Agent Tanner:: Um.. ::mint beans him in the head and falls to the floor::
<Hans_Lynx> I heard through the usual MBI grapevine about that Browser case.  Peruz and Nyus the two who went rogue I take it?  I hope they’re properly being punished for that, and glad that they know you weren’t with them.
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Did you find Agent Ryder? ::to Tanner::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy>::giggles at the associate::
<Fletch_Ryder> <Tanner> ::just mrrs at him:: Idiot. ::shoulders into him as he pushes his way past, ignoring Tansy, and out the door::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::whispers:: You better go before he makes you eat your hat next.
<Fletch_Ryder> <Associate> ::immediately returns to his serious, no-nonsense face, nodding to Tansy, with a bit of a wink, and heads out after him::
<Fletch_Ryder> Yes. Nyus I could understand, being a fanatical scientist obsessed with his own motives for gaining off the development of Cyberbeings. Peruz, though.. she was high ranking and had nothing really to gain from going awol.
<Hans_Lynx> You’d be surprised at what kats have in mind elsewhere.
<Fletch_Ryder> Yes, and luckily, Trina and Joe helped me extract the files I’d downloaded into Browser, offering the CKIA something of evidence that showed my merit given the situation. I guess it worked.
<Hans_Lynx> Heh, now YOU would be the type who’d shock me of wanting to go AWOL.
<Fletch_Ryder> ::half-smiles:: I’m just glad they thought so too. I suppose I’m still on their leash, and a tight one at that, but at least I’m able to be here and be in control of Browser.
<Fletch_Ryder> ((and the mun is able to get this little story plot out of the way so’s not to tie you all up with loose ends for a month XD::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((lol it’s alright XD ::hugs::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((I assume it’d be okay for me to say Nyus finished making that collar thingo in the future?  I’d like for her to have a few for eviling purposes. ;D))
<Fletch_Ryder> Lynx, I may have to take you up on that ride over to Enforcer HQ.
<Fletch_Ryder> ((Absolutes! He, as well as any technology he would have the capability of creating is at your disposal, Felmun.))
<Hans_Lynx> Sure thing.  Once this mess with Rex blows over, might wanna talk with Mark or one of the captains, see if they can’t get you placed here.
<Hans_Lynx> ((lol w00t thankies. XD Nyus will be released… eventually. -g- but if you need him sooner then I’ll be sure to help get him out.))
<Fletch_Ryder> ::nods::
<Hans_Lynx> ::walks out with Fletch to his car. gets in and buckles up::
<Hans_Lynx> Where is that cyberdog anyway?  Tessie still have him?
<Fletch_Ryder> ((lol! No probalo! Do with him what you wish, just don’t put him on a diet!))
<Fletch_Ryder> ::follows, getting into Hans’ vehicular:: He’s right here. ::patting the high-tech watch on his wrist::
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Prot> He needs one.))
<Hans_Lynx> ::blinks:: Inside the watch? ::pulls out of MBI lot and starts heading towards EHQ::
<Fletch_Ryder> ((lol! <Nyus> ::discovers another ground-breaking technology that DK invented around the time of cyberkats:: Ooooh! Insta-Taco Dispenser!))
<Fletch_Ryder> The watch is a means of storing him, or any cyberkat, out of view.  It’s also how I am able to directly relay commands to him.
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD!:: <Prot> You look too well fed… <cyberdemon0044> ::points at the invention Nyus got working during his rest period:: <Protocol> … ugh, one fatso to another…))
<Hans_Lynx> It’s good to know he’s not running about then.  Much less capturing more cyberbeings.
<Fletch_Ryder> ((lol!! <Prot> Well, at least we won’t have to widen the doors.))
<Fletch_Ryder> I think I’ll have to take a look at his operating system. See if something can’t be tweaked to keep him from automatically stalking any cyberbeing he sniffs out.
<Hans_Lynx> Maybe get Tess to look in on that too.  I think she’s actually partially employed with the MBI now.
<Fletch_Ryder> I was thinking of that, but I don’t know if she’d want anything else to do with Browser. She’s already gone above and beyond concerning him.
<Hans_Lynx> True… ::pulls up outside of EHQ there:: Well… here you are.  Want me to go in with or wait on you?
<Fletch_Ryder> I have a feeling I’ll be going through a whirlwind interview and immediate orientation. ::looking out the window towards EHQ a moment:: You know I tried so hard to get in here, legitimally. ::pauses:: If only I’d known sooner all it would take to get in was being caught up in a government conspiracy. ::opens door and gets out::
<Fletch_Ryder> Thanks, Lynx. I’ll be seeing you around.
<Hans_Lynx> ::laughs a bit:: Sure.  Hey if you need a place to stay until you get settled, just let me know.  I’m sure Tasha wouldn’t mind having a guest.  We’ve got an extra bedroom at the apartment.
<Fletch_Ryder> Thanks, but I don’t want to impose. I’ll see if my old friend Brent’s still around. Maybe he still needs a roomate in his duplex.
<Hans_Lynx> Alright.  Goodluck, and take care.  Don’t be a stranger ’round the Bureau either.
<Fletch_Ryder> ::nods, heading into the building::
<Hans_Lynx> ::watches him go in to make sure he’s alright and not gonna be zapped, shot, snatched by giant monster… XD then drives off::
<Fletch_Ryder> ((lol! <Fletch> ::wonders if stealing Hertz’s “lucky” socks that one day two years ago was really a good idea…::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))