2008-02-01

<Joseph_Forge> 4RPG GO!
<Mark_Sulfur> ::is prepping up the evidence he’s gonna show to the media:: <Rex> ::is steaming in jail. XD::
<Shades> (( <Mark> … I thought we took all your weapons… What are you steaming? <Rex> ….. Beef rolls. ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))
<Joseph_Forge> ::goes knocks on Mark’s door!::
<Mark_Sulfur> Come in.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((:;dies!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::goes on in!:: Got it under control?
<Mark_Sulfur> I hope… ::frowning:; I keep thinking he’s got something else under his sleeve.
* Shades is now known as GDK
* Felony is now known as Ana_Lytical
<Mark_Sulfur> It’s like I”m waiting for the other shoe to drop… or maybe I’m just paranoid.
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods:: I know what you mean. I think he’s done for though. We got him on tape.  Not much else to argue with that.
<Ana_Lytical> ::currently readying herself for press conference.  Mayor Manx with her as well as Callie Briggs::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::nods:; yeah. ::then stands:: Ready to face the music? ::as he turns on the TV::
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods;: yep.  Ready as I’ll ever be.
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> ::is looking as deputy-mayorish as she can. XD::
<Ana_Lytical> <Hans> ::knocks on Mark’s Door then opens:: Hey guys, Lytical’s about to speak.
<Ana_Lytical> <Hans>::notes they turning TV on anyway lol ::
<Mark_Sulfur> We know. ::turns up volume::
<Joseph_Forge> ::steps aside to let Hans in!:: Yeah…so looking forward to it.
<Ana_Lytical> ::steps up to podium. clears throat.:: Fellow citizens of Megakat City, I come to you today with explinations.  Explinations of deception and corruption.  But also with hope for Megakat City.
* _Matt_ is now known as Reporters
<Reporters> :: shut up and listen, scribbling down notes ::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> ::wrings her hands::
<Joseph_Forge> ::leans on the edge of Mark’s desk to watch::
<Ana_Lytical> You see, our current Mayor Octavio Rex has been arrested, on charges of bribery, blackmail, extortion and association with criminal entities.  I as your deputy Mayor am standing in his place to assure you that he will see justice for his dishonesty.  But… in reality, he really isn’t your elected Mayor, nor I your elected Deputy Mayor.
<Joseph_Forge> ::smirks:: well…looks like she’s gonna fess up at least.
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> ::looks shocked. Shocked, I tell you! Really is shocked. XD::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::nods:;
<Ana_Lytical> The elections were rigged.  ((lol Callie!))  Electronically votes were changed and counted for Rex and myself.  The one responsible, was myself.  I acted alone, with Rex’s approval, to assure a seat of power in this fair city.
<Joseph_Forge> Knew one of them had something to do with this…
<Ana_Lytical> William Henry Manx and Calico Briggs are the true victors, your true mayor and deputy mayor, and as of this moment I relinquish control to them once again.  They may have their faults, but this city is still intact, growing, and that must be due to their efforts.
<Mark_Sulfur> ::is just staring::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Callie, even))
<Mark_Sulfur> :;is staring, too, but also smirking::
<Reporters> :: surprised by this. One good newsday just turned into a great newsday XD :: <Reporter> :: interupting now :: Won’t there be criminal charges pressed against you for admitting this?
<Ana_Lytical> They along with the Enforcers, the Megakat Bureau of Investigation and even the SWAT Kats have kept your city safe.  There is no need to break up the balance.  Any and all changes that Rex had made during his short time in office have been made null and void.  ::frowns at the reporter:: I am certain there will be.
<Joseph_Forge> ::grins:: ALright! Our jobs are safe and sound!
<Ana_Lytical> Any further questions?
<Mark_Sulfur> ::keeps a calm face on::
<GDK> ( <reporter> …. why do Hot dogs comes in packages of eight and buns packages of Twelve? <Ana> …. =__= I’m a cyberkat, not a logical being. ))
<Ana_Lytical> <Manx>::grinning! wants to punt Prot off stage lol!::
<Ana_Lytical> ((::laughs!::))
<Reporters> <Reporter 2> Are you taking the blame for Rex’s actions? <Reporter 3> How did you manage to rig the election?
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::snorks!::))
<Ana_Lytical> Rex and I were equals in the conspiracy that gained us our win.  I am not taking full responsibility for that, nor am I taking responsibility for whot other issues he’s brought on himself.  ::then sighs. takes in a breath and exhales. looks in the direction of reporter 3::  I am not your average biological kat.
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks, looking at Mark:: She’s not seriously gonna fess up to there being cyberkats, is she?
<Mark_Sulfur> ::sits up:: Don’t say it….
<Mark_Sulfur> ::as tho’ talking to the TV. XD::
<GDK> (( <Ana> I and the Bionic Woman! ::poses:: ))
<Ana_Lytical> ((<Mark>::hoots and hollers at the TV when watching sports too. doesn’t get why coaches don’t listen to him::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::dies!!:: <Jason> He and Chance should open up a TV recycling business…. ::at TV Mark smashed::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIES!::))
<Reporters> :: get quiet again. This is the best press conference evar ::
<Ana_Lytical> I have the ablility to interact with electronical devices unlike anyone else.  Please, do not be afraid of what I’m about to show you.  ::holds up hand, electricity sparks ’round fingers a bit then trickles into a small energy ball in her hand::  I am a cyberkat.  Think of me as both computer and both biological in nature.  I can merge with computers and other electronic devices. ::has the ball go away::  Using my abilities, I changed the votes via your electronic voting systems just enough in favor of Rex.
<Joseph_Forge> She did…
<Ana_Lytical> I am the only one of my kind, and I mean you no harm.  I only wanted to help your city and Rex was willing to let me.
<Ana_Lytical> <Hans> Sorta…
<Ana_Lytical> <Manx>::eep hides behind Callie some at that energy ball thingo::
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinking. in shock::  Yeah…she’s not telling about all the others that are out there anyway.
<Reporters> <Reporter 1> Are you really who you say your are, or is your entire past a ruse? <Reporter 2> Where are you from, really? <Reporter 3> If you can change the election results what else can you do?
<Mark_Sulfur> :palm face::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> :;interferes, putting a hand on Prot’s shoulder:: It’s alright. That’s all they need to know.
<Ana_Lytical> ::looks at her surprised, then shrugs her off:: I agree. ::turns now, and looks towards her ‘n Manx:: You’re up. ::starts to walk away behind them if she’s allowed to::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> :;to Manx:; Mayor… you’re up. ::shoves him forward. XD::
<Ana_Lytical> <Manx> Huwha? Oh yes yes! ::goes up to podium and adjusts his tie. grins to the press:: That was… quite a strange turn of events, but Oi assure youh fair citizens of Megakat Ceetay, that things are on the up and up as they once were.
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> ::to Ana now:: Why did you confess? ::quietly::
<Ana_Lytical> Apparently it is “the right thing to do”. ::scowls at her and then attempts to leave the scene, opposite way from the press and all::
<Reporters> :: no doubt continue the press conference, but looks like the all the exciting parts are over as Manx takes the podium and Protocol leaves ::
<Ana_Lytical> ::gives a speech of thanks to those who voted for him, apologizes for all of this, and assures them that everything will be a-ok!  He will be back hard at work XD for them. thanks them and with Callie goes back to City Hall to start anew, and redecorate his office XD::
<Ana_Lytical> <MANX>^^
<Mark_Sulfur> well… didn’t go as bad as thought it would…
<Mark_Sulfur> <Callie> ::nods, goes help Manx::
<Joseph_Forge> yeah really. ::sighs:: maybe we won’t have to fight Rex anymore after all.
<Ana_Lytical> <Hans> Welp, guess I can call back Mama Bates and tell them not to worry with my application. ::fake sigh of sadness::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::snorks at Hans:: What, not gonna steal the secret recipe? ::smirking::
<Joseph_Forge> ::busts up:: Hey might be nice to have an inside guy.
<Mark_Sulfur> Sell it for millions?
<Ana_Lytical> ::manages to get to where no one’s around, zap into powerlines, and hightails it outta there!::
<Ana_Lytical> <Hans> I’d be set for life I would.  Alas… alas…
* Ana_Lytical is now known as Josie_Lyons
<Mark_Sulfur> Why did we hire you again? ::to Hans::
<Josie_Lyons> ::heading down to where a certain vampy chick is being held prisoner::
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> Because I can fly yer chopper.
* GDK is now known as _Christian_
<_Christian_> ::… and I HATE YOU. Is in a cell at NSA headquarters. Have I been fed?::
<Mark_Sulfur> Anybody can fly that piece of junk blindfolded… and with a lot of prayer. ::grins, knows he can’t himself::
<Josie_Lyons> <hans> JUNK? Hey now, that’s a prime flying machine now thankyouverymuch.  After I got through with it with that funding we had last year.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<Josie> ::fed her Red Bull swearing it was blood:: <Christian> ::it gave her wings and escaped!:: <Josie> …. I am so stupid.))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::Snorks::  be nice if we could get another bit of funding like that.
<Josie_Lyons> ::no you have not.:: <Chris cell> ::padded room with thick steel walls and door. camera deep in out of her reach to record goings on.  whenever blood samples and the like were needed, she was gassed to sleep for the safety of the guards.  door has window there and an intercom system lets Josie talk with Chris::
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> Hey, maybe we will.  Mark can go complain to Manx his outrage, threaten to sue or something, make him feel guilty for all the trouble we’ve been through… ::grins::
<Mark_Sulfur> I had enough of politics, thank you.
<_Christian_> ::i am SO not pleased. sitting against one of the corners, hugging her knees to her chest. Trying to avoid the horrible pain in her stomach::
<Josie_Lyons> ::at the door, presses button so they can talk:: Agent Daniels.  Feeling the need yet?
<Joseph_Forge> ::laughs:: I think we all have.
<_Christian_> ::growls:: I feel the need for you to leave me alone, you foul coach roach.
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> You mean you’re not going to run for mayor?  Either of you?  I’m surprised.  You could inherit Manx’s toupees.
<Mark_Sulfur> Are you saying I’m going bald?
* Reporters is now known as McGrath
<Josie_Lyons> ::glances at clipboard:: You’re holding out pretty strong.  But I can’t let you go so you might as well get used to this.
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> Well… you have been pulling at your hair a lot lately… ::grinning::
<Joseph_Forge> Hey now. I plan to age gracefully, not go bald. ::smirks::
<_Christian_> ::growling, eyes solid red:: You really think this is goign to solve anything? Soon this cell won’t even hold me, you stupid fool.
<McGrath> :: goes crashing through the main nice window of Swytch’s expensive penthouse locale on a swing line, rolling and winding up on his feet ::
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> What about greyfully?  Is that a grey hair on your head, oh brother-in-law?
<Mark_Sulfur> I have pretty thick hair, thank you. My scottish side claims it.
<_Christian_> (( <Swytch> I love a man who can make a entrance n_n <McGrath> ….. I can make you nice access port in the front to you know. ))
<Josie_Lyons> <Swytch> ::WELL how rude! glad I wasn’t in the SHOWER you peeping crashing tom! then you’d see my rubber duckie collection and my bad rep would be ruined forever. ;_;::
<_Christian_> (( ::Dies:: ))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::dies!!::))
<Josie_Lyons> <Swytch> ::actually was sleeping in bed, but is now awake! gets up and growls seeing who it is:: You’re paying for that.
<Josie_Lyons> This cell will hold you.  It has been specially designed to contain you even past your little temper tantrum phase.
<McGrath> Your publicists and entourage don’t make it easy to get ahold of you.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!::))
<Joseph_Forge> Hush!  Leave my greys alone. I am not greying.
<Mark_Sulfur> It’s denial. The wife does that. ::to Joe::
<Joseph_Forge> I’m not greying…..::not sounding so sure. lol!::
<Josie_Lyons> <Swytch> I thought you didn’t want to have anything further to do with me.
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> I dunno… lookit… by his eeeear. ::XD::
<Mark_Sulfur> Really? ::leaaaaaans to look::
<_Christian_> I don’t like this treatment from you. What makes you think you can use me as a example?
<Joseph_Forge> Oh stop it you guys! :;leaning away from them, trying to cover up around his ears. lol!::
<Mark_Sulfur> How old are you again?
<McGrath> I don’t, but you won’t let me. I had the book you gave Forge analyzed and found out about the chemicals you implanted within. MBI Agents have experienced periods of time they cannot account for or are unaware of since.
<Mark_Sulfur> I know I’m older than you are and last I checked I didn’t have any gray hair.
<Josie_Lyons> It is more than that.  Once we fully understand why it is you are as you are, a cure will be attempted.  If one cannot be found well… you must be destroyed to be certain the city is safe.
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> I’m older too but dude, I swear that’s a grey hair…
<Mark_Sulfur> ::tho’ mun knows it’s possible to get grays in your twenties. >_> Nearly cried when she found one::
<Joseph_Forge> ::mutters:: about to be 27 ::cause mun thinks its wrong on her bio…thinks she’s a couple years off on him and Tasha. hasn’t thought to update age. lol!::
<McGrath> ((<Di> :: luckily it was a nose hair XD ::))
<_Christian_> ::growling::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::busts up!!!!:: Matt! :dying::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::mun says his family greyed early so its possible he is! lol!::
<Joseph_Forge> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
<Josie_Lyons> <Swytch> Just because I have him one of my books doesn’t mean I was the one who tampered with it.
<Josie_Lyons> ((gave him^))
<Joseph_Forge> ((<Sagey> Oh wait..thats just where I Snorted milk earlier.  Its not grey.  ))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::DEADDEAD::))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies ew!::))
<McGrath> Then who did?
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::DEAD::))
<Josie_Lyons> <Swytch> ::shrugs and goes over to throw on a robe as it is cold now thanks to McGrath’s forcibly opening the window permenately::
<_Christian_> Once the MBI finds me missing, there will be Heck to pay.
<McGrath> You’re holding back. :: walks over closer to her ::
<Joseph_Forge> ((::snorks:: yeah I’m off on his age. His and Tasha’s still read 24 and they were always like…a year ahead of me I think…could be wrong. my brain isn’t working on stuff like that tonight))
<Josie_Lyons> You’re not going to be allowed to run about unchecked, especially not as an agent of the MBI.  They’ve recently been informed that they’re no longer about to lose their jobs.  I’d like to keep it that way.
<Josie_Lyons> <Swytch> And you’re tresspassing.  ::backs up from him::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Yeh be ejimacated in them maths?))
<Joseph_Forge> ((Yeyup!))
<_Christian_> ::she frowns, and bows her head down and covers it with her arms::
<Joseph_Forge> Just you two wait. Your age will catch you eventually.  ::smirks::
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> Eventually.  But not today.
<Josie_Lyons> ::presses button now to turn off the intercom system. gives instructions and the clipboard back to the labkats and heads on upstairs back to her office::
<Mark_Sulfur> I feel pretty young, too. ::smirks too::
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> Shall we celebrate Joe’s age and our good fortune and have some milk and pastries in the breakroom?
<Joseph_Forge> You don’t have a wife or kitten to worry about. ::to Mark:: And YOU just wait, Hans.  Tasha will drive you insane eventually and you’l go bald doing that hair pulling too.
<Joseph_Forge> ::chuckles then:: Sure.
* Josie_Lyons is now known as Hans_Lynx
<_Christian_> ::gets up and rushes the door, slamming her shoulder into the door. Her shouting going un heard XD::
<_Christian_> (( <Mun> ::her brain won’t re boot XD:: ))
<Mark_Sulfur> I’m all for it. ::stands::
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<McGrath> I hope you haven’t decided to do something you’ll regret. You have wealth, fame and influence. :: turns away :: You don’t need more.
<Hans_Lynx> Psh.  I told you, I’m wearing the pants!  ::goes with them into the breakroom::
<Mark_Sulfur> Uh huh….
<Mark_Sulfur> And, people wonder why I’m still single.
<Joseph_Forge> ::heads out with the boys! going towards the breakroom:: Uh huh..give it time….though whats really funny is when you THINK you are wearing hte pants…
<Hans_Lynx> <Swytch> Those things do not mean to me what they may other mortals, McGrath.
<_Christian_> (( I think I should exit out, instead of staring at my screen. It gets me no where XD ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((lol maw ::huggles:: Night Chrismun!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((nights!))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Your screen has all the answers. LOOK AT IT!))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Nights, hon! XD))
<_Christian_> (Night night D ))
* @_Christian_ Quit (Quit: It’s only Love from Above that could save me from the Hell of Below)
<Joseph_Forge> ((the answer is 42!!!))
<McGrath> You’re no different than those “other” mortals now.
<Hans_Lynx> ((Hey how’d she get the teacher’s copy of the screen?!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((BWHAHAHAHAAA!))
<Hans_Lynx> C’mon, Mark.  You know you want a she-kat to be cute and try and boss you around.
<Joseph_Forge> ((its what you get when you become a computer lab monitor XD))
<Hans_Lynx> <Swytch> Unfortunately.
<McGrath> Don’t go making any faustian deals. I don’t have to tell you about the types that issue them. :: heads over to the window ::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::dies!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> Cute, yes. Boss me around… not so much.
<Joseph_Forge> You need to get out more, Mark.  Find you that woman.  ::Chuckles::
<Hans_Lynx> <Swytch> Don’t go breaking anymore of my property.  ::smirks at him::
<Mark_Sulfur> Just because you two are already married and Jason’s getting ready to, it doesn’t mean I’m leaping off the bridge after you nuts.
<Hans_Lynx> ::has cuppa coffee and bearclaw now, sits at one of the tables:: No one said you had to marry.
<Joseph_Forge> yeah. date some first. ::grabs some coffee and a donut. sits!::
<McGrath> :: disappears out the window ::
<Hans_Lynx> <Swytch>::takes up phone and calls maintenence lol::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<McGrath> ::then goes down to mess with her water system. Makes the hot water cold and the cold water hot::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> Can take you out for a night on the town, if daddykins Joe can take a break.
<Mark_Sulfur> You kidding? With Trina at home? I doubt it.
<Joseph_Forge> ::chuckles:: I can call and see.  She’s been under the weather for a bit though so she may need a break from Cale.
<Hans_Lynx> Oh?  Hope she doesn’t have that nasty stomach bug that’s going around.
<Joseph_Forge> I think thats what it is…
<Mark_Sulfur> ::arches a brow:: She usually has a strong stomach.
<Joseph_Forge> ::pulls out his cell and calls up home while they are talking about it to see what she says and see how she’s doing:: I know.  Thats whats got me, but I guess we all get sick. ::as the phone rings::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> ::groan in her tone of voice:: ‘… lo?
<Hans_Lynx> Seems like a lot of our agents have been gone awhile too with it.
<Joseph_Forge> ((<Trina>::screams into the phone.  He called during a mood swing:: <Joe>::Cringes:: Sorry..wrong number…::hangs up::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Mark_Sulfur> (::dies!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods to Hans:: Hey, Trina. How you feeling?
<Hans_Lynx> I didn’t even know pixies could get sick. ::quietly to Mark since Joe calling up Trina::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> … okay, I guess….
<Mark_Sulfur> ::frowns:: The Pixies?
<Joseph_Forge> Bad day again?
<Hans_Lynx> Yeah.  They and Chris’ve been gone the past few days.  Got messages from all three that they were feeling ill with some stomach bug and didn’t want any of us to get it.  Heh… come to think of it, didn’t think vampires could get sick either.
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> I called up your mother. She’s got Cale.
<Mark_Sulfur> ::voice sorta strained::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Trina))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Trina> And she’s not giving him back. ;_;))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ::frowns:; That doesn’t make any sense.
<Joseph_Forge> Ahhh thats good. Give you a break anyway.  Er…I almost hate to ask but…Hans and I were talking about dragging mark out on the town.  You….wouldn’t mind if I go would you? ::yes..is whooped. XD::
<Joseph_Forge> ((^whipped))
<Hans_Lynx> Well the Pixies said they felt ill due to the pollution and went to the forests for awhile.  Chris said it was some stomach bug she thought.
<Hans_Lynx> Messages are at the front desk.
<Hans_Lynx> ::you were right the first time. XD she’s beat you down, man.::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> ::groaning again:: You go ahead, hon. I’m just doing laundry right now.
<Mark_Sulfur> ::arches a brow, goes read them himself::
<Joseph_Forge> Alright. If you’re sure.  If you need anything though just call, okay?  I’ll keep my cell on. And leave that laundry alone. I can do it tomorrow.  You need to be resting.
<McGrath> <Phone Connection> :: between Joe and Trina, abruptly gets staticky and cuts out ::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> M’just changing the sheets.
<McGrath> <Trina’s location> :: power flickers and the lights go out ::
<Hans_Lynx> <front desk>::empty as Hertz isn’t there today either. three slips of message paper stuck to phone. first is from Chris written in Tansy’s handwritting.  second and third written in Hans’ handwritting::
<Mark_Sulfur> I still wanna know how two magical beings and a vampire get sick. ::reading this::
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks, frowning a bit as is cut off:: Trina? ::looks at his phone then tries to redial Trina:: Crud..phones cut out.
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Trina’s backyard>::becomes a swirling vortex into the dimension of Chuahuahs who’s sole quest is to conquer Taco Bell, led by their new leader, Dark Kat::))
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> :frowns up at the lighting:: Oh, great… ::drags herself out of the couch and goes check on the sheets in the dryer, then sighs with relief that they’re dry. Goes remake the bed:;
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIIIES!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::DEADDEAD!!!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<Chihuahuas> ::and, to endorse their new Apple product – iChihuahua::))
<Hans_Lynx> ::shrugs at Mark, then to Joe:: Hmm, try again?
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DEAD!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dead!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<Chihuahuas> ::followed by their sequel – iCarumba::))
<Joseph_Forge> I am. Its not going through…::worried look:: Guys I think I’m gonna run over there and check on her. She’s gotten sick enough she sent Cale to mom.  I wanna make sure she’s really okay before I go somewhere tonight.
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Trina> … I’m moving to Abu Dhabi.))
<Mark_Sulfur> What’s wrong? :as he puts down messages::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::Rolling!::))
* McGrath is now known as Home_Invader
<Mark_Sulfur> Want us to come with?
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Home_Invader> ::took the place of Invader Zim. the fan art exposed their mission::))
<Joseph_Forge> (<Trina>::Screams:: mcgrath! Go get your own rubber duckies! THey are on sale at Target!! <McGrath>:hoarding Trina’s and Swytch’s Rubber duckies!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::busts up!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ::sighs as she sits on the bed and rubs her eyes. Took a quick shower earlier to cool down, so goes downstairs to get some water. What time of day issit anyway? XD::
<Joseph_Forge> If you guys want. We can just leave from there.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEADDEAD!!))
<Home_Invader> <Footsteps> :: can probably be heard behind Trina ::
<Hans_Lynx> Might as well. ::gets up::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::nods, goes with them::
* Mark_Sulfur is now known as Trina_Korat
<Joseph_Forge> ::gets up and downs the last of his coffee before heading to his truck to go! will let the boys ride with if they wants!::
<Trina_Korat> ::frowns, hearing them, spins around, backing up::
<Hans_Lynx> ::cans!::
<Joseph_Forge> ::then get in foos! cause I’m heading for the house!:: She’s been so sick. I worry about her. She really needs to go to a doctor but you know her stubborn self.
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Racoon>::seen posing in the dimly lit room, chitters his love to the fair Trina, and offers her mint chocolate bars:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!!))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> I know. So just drag her there.
<Hans_Lynx> Yeah really.
<Hans_Lynx> ::is in yo’ ride, sukka!::
<Joseph_Forge> ::chuckles:: I”m tempted. Just don’t want to get my head bitten off.
<Hans_Lynx> Paaaaaaaants.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::laughs!::
<Joseph_Forge> ::chuckles:: no no..this stomach bug has her just being all sorts of grumpy.  She snapped at me the other day pretty badly.  I just hide when she does. ::laughs;:
<Hans_Lynx> … really?
<Home_Invader> :: can be seen brandishing a weapon, and fires it at Trina :: <Weapon> :: fires two electrodes into her torso, sending 9000 volts into her ::
<Joseph_Forge> Yeah…I took Cale and sat outside a while. Let her calm down.
<Trina_Korat> … that’s one odd stomach bug…
<Trina_Korat> ((Mark))
<Trina_Korat> ::gasps, screams and falls to the ground::
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Trina> … that’s one odd stomach bug… ::falls to ground shocked:: cure… guh…))
<Hans_Lynx> How long has she been like this?
<Joseph_Forge> ::LOL! we are such clueless guys. XD :: About…two weeks now I guess.  ::turning down his road::
<Home_Invader> :: walks over to her when she’s on the ground and then grabs her by the hair, propping her head up so she can listen :: I’m only going to ask this once :: voice sounds raspy, as if it’s coming from behind a mask :: Where is the sword?
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!!))
<Hans_Lynx> Two WEEKs and she’s not gone to the doctor?
<Trina_Korat> ::teeth gritted; Wh….?!
<Joseph_Forge> I know..I know. I told her to and she won’t. ::pulling in the driveway! dun dun dun!!!! XD::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::arches a brow::
<Hans_Lynx> Hmm… ::pondering. then notes the house as the power’s out:: Looks like the lights are out too.
<Home_Invader> The Dragon Sword. :: presses button on the weapon, sending another 9000 volts briefly ::
<Joseph_Forge> I see that. Might explain why we were cut off. ::Getting out and heading to the door. will try to open the door and if its still locked will use his keys to get in!::
<Hans_Lynx> ::gets out and goes after Joe. waits patiently onna porch::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::waits too!::
<Trina_Korat> ::lets out another yell, curls up best she can::
<Hans_Lynx> ::heard that:: Joe… ::mrrs, pulls out gun::
<Home_Invader> :: hears the door opening. Releases Trina and leaves her lying on the ground. Darts down the hallway, reaching up to grab the top of the door jam and slam both feet forward into whoever enters first ::
<Joseph_Forge> ::eyes widen and starts to rush in:: Trina! :: then is smacked back! landing back on the porch::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::frowns, takes a gun from the back of his jeans::
<Trina_Korat> :shaking, trying to pick herself up::
<Hans_Lynx> ::blinks as Joe’s flung out nearly hitting him:: What the? ::goes into the house, gun drawn and aimed, looking around quickly in the living room::
<Trina_Korat> ::helping Joe up::
<Trina_Korat> ((MARK))
<Home_Invader> :: appears quickly from around the corner, pushing Lynx’s gun to the side with a left hand and quickly punching Hands in the face and bringing that same elbow back across his jaw ::
<Home_Invader> ((Hans^))
<Trina_Korat> ((::dies:: <Hans> :;wants to know what his hands did::))
<Hans_Lynx> Hurk! ::whacked and falls sideways into the house on the floor. turns to look up and over, ready to react::
<Joseph_Forge> ::is helped up by Mark! pulling his gun:: Trina! Hang on! We’re coming! ::trying to get in the door to help Hans. isn’t sure at this point how many are in there with her. lol!::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::attempts to kick the door down::
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))
<Trina_Korat> ::picks herself up, tries to go for Joe’s rifle nearby. XD::
<Home_Invader> :: can be clearly seen from the light coming from outside the doorway by Hans. Is wearing an all black, seemless outfit, covering all his body. May as well be nothing more than a silhoutte :: It’s too early for you :: looks to the door, hearing more enter. Dart back further into the house, going for the rear exit ::
<Joseph_Forge> <Rifle>::is ready for the taking by the trina!::
<Hans_Lynx> ::mrrrs, getting up and taking his gun up with::
<Trina_Korat> ::grabs it, attempts to aim at Home Invader::
<Joseph_Forge> ::will run in after the invader!:: Stop right there! ::if no one is in the way will fire a couple of shots at the intruder. though won’t if someone is in the way::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> :;runs in!:: Where is he!
<Trina_Korat> ::tries to fire1::
<Home_Invader> :: dives through the kitchen window as they take aim/fire, avoiding getting hit. Rolls on the ground in the back yard, effortless getting back to his feet and continues running ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::isn’t in the way lol just picking self up when Mark enters after Joe:: Moving to the back! ::to Joe::
<Hans_Lynx> ::er to Mark^::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::goes after!:: <Trina> ::tries to run, but legs are still wobbly from the tasering, so falls again:
<Joseph_Forge> Go! I’m gonan check on Trina! ::rushing over to her! :: you alright?
<Hans_Lynx> ::nods and hurries after Mark out to the back where HI went::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::is chasing!::
<Trina_Korat> ::manages a nod:; He… he was… I think he wanted the sword….
<Joseph_Forge> ::frowns:: The sword? Who would know we even have that thing? ::will pick her up if he may to go sit her onnna couch or somewhere to check on her::
<Trina_Korat> I don’t know… ::leans against him::
<Joseph_Forge> ::Rubs at her shoulder some as he sits with her and checks her over:: Soon as the guys get back I’m taking you to a doctor.  And THAT is finally. ::Firmly. lol! I’m taking those pants from you!::
<Joseph_Forge> ((^Final))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Joe> Finally the moment that I get my pants back!))
<Home_Invader> :: darts into nearby shrubbery ::
<Trina_Korat> ::just nods::
<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::looks around, frowning::
<Trina_Korat> ((::dies!:;))
<Hans_Lynx> You see him? ::stops to where Mark is as he was slightly behind. ears perked, looking around::
<Joseph_Forge> ::Pulls her over against him, looking around to make sure the house is still intact.  Worried sick about her:: Hopefully they’ll catch him.
<Home_Invader> <Tripline> :: as Mark follows is tripped :: <Cord> :: wraps around his foot and will likely deposit him hanging upsidown from a nearby tree ::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> Not yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—–!!!!! ::pulled!::
<Trina_Korat> ::nods again, then groans:: Crud…. ::stands and runs to the bathroom::
<Hans_Lynx> Ack! ::jumps back lol as Mark’s suddenly whipped up and hanging upside down now.::
<Trina_Korat> <mark> ::lost his gun, now is trying to get down::
<Joseph_Forge> ::frowns, getting up to go after her. isn’t letting her out of his sight! afraid that guy will come back::
<Home_Invader> :: as Lynx is destracted with the peril of Mark’s upsidown-ness, throws a bolo at Lynx that will hopefully wrap around his upper-body and arms ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::mrrrs. about to help Mark when gets hit with a bolo and falls over with arms pinned to him:: Hey! ::turns towards direction that came from::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::growls, trying to claw at teh rope::
<Home_Invader> :: with Mark and Lynx taken care of, makes way back into the house ::
<Trina_Korat> ::washed off her face and brushed her teeth again, now is just rubbing at her face with a damp cloth::
<Joseph_Forge> ::is with her there:: You get done we’ll go check on the guys, okay?  ::rubbing her back::
<Hans_Lynx> Oh no you don’t… Joe!  JOE! he’s coming back! ::gets on knees and feet, managing to stand. rushes forwards towards the home invader to try ‘n knock him down::
<Hans_Lynx> ::arms still pinned tho::
<Joseph_Forge> ::perks ears at the yelling as mun says their bathroom window is near enough to where they are he can hear. frowns and shuts the bathroom door and locks it:: Come on. Lets get you out the window. ::will open it up to get her out::
<Home_Invader> :: as Lynx is an easy (and loud) target, spins around and fly kicks him across the head before he can be reached ::
<Joseph_Forge> ::erk..wait…won’t do that till that guy is away. doesn’t wanna shove Trina out while he’s out there. lol!::
<Trina_Korat> Hang on…. :;runs to get the sword out of Cale’s room and ties it to her back::
<Home_Invader> ((<Joe> For your safety! :: SHOVE! :: <Trina> Ahhh!:: falls out the window, landing on her back ::))
<Hans_Lynx> ::huah! kicked inna head. this time gettin’ knocked out at that lol falls to the ground::
<Hans_Lynx> ((brb!))
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!!!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!:: and okies!))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> :;still fighting with that stupid rope::
<Home_Invader> :: makes way back into the house, walking down the hall and heading for the locked bathroom door ::
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods and once she’s back in the bathroom with him THEN will lock that door and help her out the window:: Go find Mark and Hans.  And get out of here. Get far away from this house. I’ll hold him off.
<Trina_Korat> ::holding her breath, gulps some:; He’s near… ::is in a tee and plaid PJ pants, barefoot. Hair is in a messy ponytail::
<Trina_Korat> No. This time I’m entitled to be stubborn. You’re coming with me.
<Home_Invader> <Marbles> :: at least they look like marbles, roll under the bathroom door ::
<Trina_Korat> ::eyes wide:: What th’….?!
<Joseph_Forge> ::perks ears at those marble thingies. doesn’t like anything that shouldn’t be there:: Go! Now! ::will nearly shove her out the window if he has to!::
<Home_Invader> <Marbles> :: explode right after they manage to get out the window, blowing an entryway and probably ruining their bathroom ::
<Hans_Lynx> (backerz))
<Joseph_Forge> ((WB!))
<Joseph_Forge> ::then got out the window with her! before they blew up but not by much! scrambling to help her up:: Run! ::keeping close to her!:: Mark! Hans! Where are you guys?!
<Trina_Korat> ::yelps!, starts running:;
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> Little help here!
<Hans_Lynx> ::laying at the edge of their backyard lol::
<Home_Invader> :: from the newly made hole in the side of the house, spins a bolo and throws it at Trina’s legs ::
<Joseph_Forge> ::Runs over to try and cut Mark down quickly! helping him down gently out of the tree:: We gotta go!
<Home_Invader> <Cord> :: can be cut, probably snaps back, abruptly dropping Mark to the ground ::
<Trina_Korat> ::is snagged, falls!::
<Trina_Korat> ::and, skids across the ground, getting a nice new set of grass stains::
<Home_Invader> :: bounds after Trina, closing the distance rapidly. Can probably be seen from Joe’s vantage point ::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> OW!::winces, picking himself up::
<Hans_Lynx> ::wakes up now himself. ugh this headache’s not gonna go away anytime soon::
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks, turning to see Trina and frowns, pulling his gun and turns to fire at the HI:: Stay away from her! :;trying to close the distance after he’s fired to protect Trina in case he missed::
<Home_Invader> :: has just about gotten to the fallen Trina, reaching out to grab at the sword, but is shot by Joe and the force of the hit sends him sideways, knocked to the ground ::
<Trina_Korat> :;eyes wide, scrambles herself backwards::
<Joseph_Forge> ::running over to get between Trina and the HI! aiming gun at him:: Freeze! Hold it right there and don’t move else I put another one in you.
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::goes help Hans::
<Hans_Lynx> ::slits eyes open to take in the scene going on. shifts some to try and get outta that bola. opens eyes fully as Mark comes over to help::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> you alive? ::trying to untie the bola::
<Hans_Lynx> Yeah… ::once bola’s untied, sits and gets up slowly:: Is he dead? ::to the HI there::
<Home_Invader> Still a crack shot, Forge :: shakes head a moment :: <Flattened Bullet> :: can be seen falling off where his temple would be to the ground :: <Invader> But it won’t save you this time. :: rapdily casts out several of those marbles around himself, some falling near Trina ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::eyes widen at this guy::
<Joseph_Forge> ::eyes widen,  grabbing up Trina as quickly as he can and tries to run with her away!::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> Trina, get outta there! <Trina> ::gets the bola off, starts to run, too::
<Home_Invader> <Explosions> :: surround the Invader, Trina and Joe just barely out of range :: <Smoke> :: covers the area a moment but quickly dissipates ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::looks to the spot where HI was;:
<Trina_Korat> <Trina> ::eyes wide::
<Joseph_Forge> ::turning back once the explosions have stopped, looking to see where HI is, putting arms around Trina to protect her::
<Home_Invader> :: is nowhere to be seen once the smoke clears ::
<Trina_Korat> ::clinging to Joe:: <Mark> … ::helping Hans up:;
<Hans_Lynx> ::holds head, looking ’round after helped up by Mark::
<Trina_Korat> <Sword> :is still strapped to her back, was glowing some, but glowing is gone now::
<Joseph_Forge> ::looking around, still not convinced he’s gone yet:: We should get moving…before he shows up again.
<Hans_Lynx> Any idea who that was or what he wanted?
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> not a clue… he knew Joe by name, tho’… ::frowning::
<Joseph_Forge> Yeah, and that we had the dragon sword. Only our most trusted friends know that information.  I didnt recognize the voice either…
<Hans_Lynx> Maybe we should all head to the Bureau?
<Home_Invader> ((<Joe> So anyway :: lets go of Trina :: We still gonna have that night out? <Trina> :: collapses to the ground ::))
<Trina_Korat> ::gulps some:: Yeah… ::sighs, thankful Cale is with his gramma::
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Trina_Korat> ((::DEAD!!!::))
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::helps Mark:: We bettter get going.
<Trina_Korat> ((HANS, even!))
<Joseph_Forge> Yeah…we can come back later and get some stuff. Right now the house is a wreck. ::sighs;: hope our insurance will pay up.  ::will head for his truck with Trina:: You’re going to see a doctor. Scott at the very least.
<Trina_Korat> ((<Mark> I only help those who help themselves))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dead!::))
<Trina_Korat> <Trina> Okay, okay. ::gives in::
<Trina_Korat> ((And, I’s need bed, y’all))
<Hans_Lynx> ::goes with ‘em letting Trina in first ‘n all::
<Joseph_Forge> ((maww nights sagey! ::hugs::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((maw night Sagey!))
<Trina_Korat> ((Nights! I’ll be in late tomorrow night, BTW. Prolly by an hour or so. ::hugs all!:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((okies!))
* @Trina_Korat Quit (Quit: I got a postcard from my brain today. It said it’s having a wonderful time.)
<Hans_Lynx> ((okiee!))
<Joseph_Forge> ::then will take them all back to the bureau!  once there will send Trina to the infirmary to be checked out and rest. will go to the breakroom to get something to drink before calling their insurance. lol! hopes they cover weirdo home intruders with blowing up marbles::
<Hans_Lynx> ::lol! you mean an insurance company still supports you?::
* Home_Invader is now known as McGrath
<Hans_Lynx> She alright? ::can say Mark’s with ‘er and Furklaw too::
<Hans_Lynx> ::has icepack on side of his head from the blows::
<Joseph_Forge> ::this is the first time our house has been blown up thank you very much. XD:: Yeah…I think so. Shaken up pretty badly. Scott is seeing to her now.  You alright?
<McGrath> :: arrives back at the MBI shortly after them ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::your car insurance not same as home? -g-:: I guess so.
<Hans_Lynx> That guy was a professional.
<Joseph_Forge> ::nope. and for good reason. XD:: I know…::rubs at his head:: This is just what I needed.  Trina sick then attacked, and our house destroyed.  Maybe we should just sell and move to a bigger house. ::chuckles::
<McGrath> :: can be seen walking past the breakroom ::
<Hans_Lynx> That’d mean more room for nutjobs to bust in there. ::sees McGrath:: Hey, McGrath!
<McGrath> :: pauses, walks into the breakroom ::
<Hans_Lynx> We’ve got another situation, McGrath.  Some weird guy dressed in this freaky black getup came after Trina and Joe, wanting the Dragon Sword.
<Joseph_Forge> True…better security though if we do. Whatever we do, we’re definitly getting more security.  ::then looks to McGrath when he comes in::
<McGrath> I’ll look into it :: turns away, exiting the room :: <Glass particles> :: some small pieces can be seen imbedded on his person as he walks away ::
<Joseph_Forge> ::is too tired now to notice. just worried about Trina and the house and all.::
<Hans_Lynx> Uh… McGrath?  Where’d you just come from?
<McGrath> Window shopping :: drly. Rounds the corner and disappears from sight ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::sighs at that. leans back in chair some:: I don’t get him sometimes.  Really I don’t.
<Joseph_Forge> I don’t even try to….
<Hans_Lynx> You know he was in the lockeroom the other day, looking at shoes?
<Joseph_Forge> What?  Looking through other kats lockers?
<Hans_Lynx> Yeah.  Said he was trying to figure out if someone stepped in something.  Even looked at my boot for awhile.  Didn’t smell like I’d stepped in anything though.  Had some dirt or something but… ::shrugs::
<Joseph_Forge> ::shakes head:: I’m gonna have to have Mark talk to him. my talk didn’t do any good apparently. if he needs to investigate something he needs to tell us, not just bust into kats’ private lockers and offices to get info whenever he wants it.
<Hans_Lynx> It would be nice for him to let us in on things… like that “window shopping” ::does quotes with free hand::.
<Joseph_Forge> ::Shakes head:: I’m sure I don’t even want to know.
<Hans_Lynx> Meh… probably NSA stuff- though he better not be investigating US for THEM…
<Joseph_Forge> He better not be…I’m not going to be nice about it if he is.
<Hans_Lynx> The CKIA finally backed down and Rex taken care of… don’t need them to start up again on us.  Geez.
<Joseph_Forge> yeah, not to mention whoever this is thats after the dragon sword. Thats not something I’m willing to let fall into the wrong hands.
<Hans_Lynx> Wonder if Lyons is wanting to continue Spinner’s plans on getting rid of magic beings.
<Hans_Lynx> That guy was all in black… though wasn’t a NSA uniform.
<Joseph_Forge> Yeah..and did you see that bullet I fired at him? It just fell off like nothing.
<Hans_Lynx> No kiddin’!  I mean, the heck was that?
<Joseph_Forge> No clue… I’ve never seen that before in my life save Mac and Molly Mange.
<Hans_Lynx> And even they get some dings from bullets.
<Joseph_Forge> Right. Whoever it is,  think Trina and I are going to lay low for a bit.  That guy wasn’t fooling around and on my own I’m not real sure I coulda stopped him.
<Hans_Lynx> Yeah, plus with Trina feeling sick, she doesn’t need to be on the run or anything.
<Joseph_Forge> No…she got sick while you guys were chasing him. Its why we were in the bathroom when I heard you holler and was able to lock the door and go out the window.
<McGrath> ((And, I need to get going for tonight))
<Hans_Lynx> ((alright Matt! Night!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((nights Matt! ::hugs::))
<McGrath> ((Nights))
* @McGrath Quit (Quit: )
<Hans_Lynx> Joe… about that… you think maybe that this might not be your average bug?
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks:: What…do you mean?
<Hans_Lynx> I know that you and Trina have been told that she’s more than likely not going to be able to have kittens and all but… it’s been two weeks.  Puking, mood swings, feeling tired.  I’m no doctor but, isn’t that the sign of… pregnancy?
<Joseph_Forge> ::Frowns, looking down at the table:: I….yeah but….yeah like you said. We really really doubt she can have kits.  the doc has said it, and we have tried before we got Cale and nothing. I just don’t think its possible…
<Hans_Lynx> It’s something you should consider looking into.  Maybe Furklaw can run a test or something.
<Hans_Lynx> If she’s not, then I worry about what she may have since it’s been two weeks.
<Joseph_Forge> ::nods slowly::  I guess.  He’ll check her over good while there I’m sure.  We’ll get on whatever it could be. I’m worried about her too.
<Hans_Lynx> ::nods then winces:: I think I might have Furklaw check me over too… or maybe get to my doc’s tomorrow.
<Joseph_Forge> Might not be a bad idea.  You might have a concussion.
<Hans_Lynx> I’ll give that guy worse next I see him.  ::mrrrs. hates losing like that lol::
<Joseph_Forge> ::chuckles:: you and me both…