Protocol goes to the MBI in search of Tessie to pass a message along. She speaks with Gracie who informs her of the incident with Globulous the previous day. Protocol is quite alarmed at this, and gives Gracie information on Globulous as well as downloads information to the MBI database on him.
Joe goes home to Trina, who informs him of a surprise they both thought was impossible – Trina’s pregnant.
Maven and Felony have a small chat on the rooftop of Maven’s condo.
<Protocol> RPG on!
<Joseph_Forge> ::Then issa at the office still! got all patched up from the evening before. Had a nasty gash on his back so got stitches and all. Is sore today!::
<Protocol> ::coming to the MBI to look for Tess actually, her not being there is alright. just wants to pass along a message and info. arrives and goes in through the back. lookin’ round for peeps::
<Joseph_Forge> <Tessie>::indeed isn’t there! is hiding since Prot’s announcement!::
* Shades is now known as Gracie_Patterson
<Trina_Korat> ::calls Joe!::
<Gracie_Patterson> ::is at her desk, doing various paper work. Or making it look that way. Can’t focus her thoughts tonight for anything XD::
<Joseph_Forge> ::answers!:: yes, dear? ::leaning forward in his desk chair. lol! doesn’t like to lean back against the seat::
<Protocol> ::peeks inna deskroom since Joe be gettin’ a phone call::
<Gracie_Patterson> ::you can’t mistake me in here XD::
<Protocol> ::tall redheaded she-kat? nope XD sure can’t. XD goes inside. clears throat:: Excuse me.
<Gracie_Patterson> ::half turns in her seat… doesn’t frown when she sees who it is. Mouth stays in a line:: Afternoon, can I help you?
<Trina_Korat> How’s your back?
<Joseph_Forge> Sore. How’s your stomach? ::Sips some coffee::
<Trina_Korat> Sore. ::chuckles::
<Joseph_Forge> ::Laughs. where is she? at home? at Wanda and Roberts? :: Guess we match then.
<Protocol> ::frowns and goes into the room some:: I am looking for someone. You all call her Tessie Reed.
<Gracie_Patterson> Tess isn’t here, She hasn’t been here for awhile now.
<Protocol> Hmm… not surprising. I need to give her a message. ::looks at her a moment in thought:: Is there someone here who can tell me how to contact her?
<Gracie_Patterson> ::tilts her head, tapping a finger on her desk:: I don’t know how to get ahold of her myself. ::unless my mun is forgetting XD::
<Trina_Korat> You wanna come home and celebrate your birthday early?
<Joseph_Forge> I can. I wouldn’t mind a break actually. Lay down a while….on my stomach.
<Trina_Korat> ::chuckles:: I’ll see you at home, hon.
<Protocol> ::she prolly doesn’t:: Are any of your superior officers in today?
<Gracie_Patterson> I believe Joe is in his office. he’s the only one I’ve seen floating about.
<Joseph_Forge> Alright see you. ::hangs up and gathers his stuff up! will be heading out the door! ::
<Trina_Korat> ::goes bake him a cake and some other stuff. XD:;
<Protocol> Then I will speak with him. ::turns on heel and heads into hall::
<Joseph_Forge> ::Gracie can always tell Prot whats been up!::
<Gracie_Patterson> Protocol… Perhaps you should wait a moment.
<Protocol> ::pauses, turns:: Yes?
<Joseph_Forge> ::and leaves out! gets in his truck and heads for home! So you missed him Prot! :P! drives home! and bam! via rpg magic arrives! getting out and heads inside!:: I’m home!
<Trina_Korat> In the kitchen!
<Gracie_Patterson> There was a incident yesterday. I don’t think you’re someone he would want to see. this… Living snot monster went after Joe. And mentioned you.
<Protocol> ((<Gracie> Joe’s rather crabby. His back hurts. <Prot> … so? <Gracie> He was sliced. <Prot> Yawn. <Gracie> By an evil jello man! <Prot> … ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::)
<Joseph_Forge> ::goes on in there! going to hug her!:: hey. Smells good.
<Protocol> Living… snot monster…? Mentioned me? By name? ::fully turns now looking at her::
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!))
<Gracie_Patterson> Globulus or something to that matter. Could shape his… it’s body into other kats and objects.
<Trina_Korat> ::smiles, hugs him back::
<Protocol> ::eyes widen:: Globulous?! ::rushes over to her desk:: It can’t be! What did he want with Forge?! What did he say about me?! ::gripping Gracie’s desk::
<Joseph_Forge> So whats this about an early birthday celebration? ::kissing her onna cheek before letting go to go get something to drink::
<Gracie_Patterson> ::leans back… someone needs a breath mint XD:: The sword. To correct what went wrong.
<Trina_Korat> After what happened, I think you need it.
<Joseph_Forge> Its not that bad. ::Sips some milk. oh its not that bad. just some stitches….a warning from doctors to be careful….you know the routine for most mbi agents XD:
<Protocol> What sword?
<Protocol> Start from the beginning, Patterson.
<Protocol> ::hey I keep my breath minty fresh as part of my programming! never know when I’ll get a kiss from Driver XD::
<Gracie_Patterson> ::sighs, starts from the beginning.. as much as Gracie knows XD.::
<Trina_Korat> ::snorks:: Uh huh.
<Protocol> ::listens to the story, expression none the happy at this news:: How is it he crossed dimensions… and why would he need something supposedly magical like that… ::mrrs:: This isn’t good. It isn’t good at all.
<Joseph_Forge> Whaaat? ::grins:: i’m gonna go change. ::heads out to go upstairs and get into his civvies! will return in a few in some jogging pants and a T-shirt. :: much better.
<Trina_Korat> ::smiles, is in jeans and a button up shirt, checking up on the cake and all:: <Cale> ::is asleep curled up on the couch::
<Joseph_Forge> ::will go in there to sit with the Cale! sitting by him and rubs his back gently, trying not to wake him though::
<Gracie_Patterson> No it isn’t. But I’m not sure what the Globulous was going on about.
<Protocol> Come with me to your computer lab. I’m going to give you information on Globulous.
<Gracie_Patterson> ::gets up, decides if Protocol tries anything.. Gracie will fling her into a toliet XD. this makes her give a small smile as she walks towards the compy lab::
<Trina_Korat> So anything else happen today?
<Trina_Korat> <Cale> ::purrs, goes crawl onto his lap sleepily and falls asleep again::
<Joseph_Forge> No, not really. ::will hold him in his lap then! petting his back:: Uneventful so far. ::Sighs:: Thankfully.
<Protocol> ::hey! XD walks with her to the MBI’s compy lab. pulls up a chair and opens up a few files here and there. has her right hand go acoherent and puts it inside the CPU tower:: Get me a disc.
<Gracie_Patterson> ::gives Protocol a blank disc::
<Protocol> ::puts disc in the tower and downloads onto the disc as well as MBI’s database:: He’s a powerful enemy, but not vunlurable. He has no real purpose other than destruction and chaos from what I remember of him. Though he does have goals in mind for himself. His weaknesses are electric currents, much like the Director used, as well as extreme cold.
<Trina_Korat> ::smiles:; I hear that. ::comes out:; It’s almost done. ::leans to kiss him on the cheek::
<Gracie_Patterson> I see.
<Joseph_Forge> ::purrs:: Good. Smells wonderful. ::smiles at her, then down at Cale, smoothing some of his hair down::
<Protocol> Beware of anyone you know acting strange, even in the slightest. He’s good at imitation as well as manipulation. ::pulls hand out of the CPU and has it go solid again. disc pops out of the compy on the tray::
<Protocol> I suggest you have a code word system for recognizing your loved ones. Particularly… mister Margray. ::smirks at her::
<Trina_Korat> <Cale> ::purrs softly::>Trina> ::smiles::
<Gracie_Patterson> We already have nicknames no one else knows. But perhaps code words would be best.
<Joseph_Forge> ((<Prot> Oh? Whats Davids? <Gracie>……..Pookey! <Prot>::is sooooo glad Driver doesn’t have a pet name for her::))
<Gracie_Patterson> (( <David> …. ::through the door:: Gracie it’s me! Let me in! <Gracie> You know I can’t.. Not unless I know it’s you! <David> Okay what do I call you when we’re alone? <Gracie> … Molly wobbles… ))
<Trina_Korat> ((::snorks!::))
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::reaches over to hold Trina’s hand:: So what all are we doing for this early birthday celebration?
<Trina_Korat> ((<Driver> I do have a pet name for Protocol. <Prot> ::blinks:: you do? <Driver> I call you my crazy little messed up system. ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))
<Trina_Korat> how does staying home and watching a movie sound?
<Protocol> It would be. ::stands now:: When Tessie Reed next comes by, please let her have this from me. ::takes out envelope with a small memory card in it::
<Protocol> ((::snorks!::))
<Joseph_Forge> SOunds wonderful. ::smiles at her::
<Gracie_Patterson> ::takes the envelope and gives a small nod:: … What really made you do it, Protocol? this whole thing.. Or did you just always do what’s in your best interest?
<Trina_Korat> Good. ::grins:: So you tell me – want your cake first, or your present first?
<Protocol> ::blinks:: Do whot…? Inform you all of Globulous?
<Gracie_Patterson> That too. But you revealing your Cyberkat status on national television.
<Joseph_Forge> ::shrugs:: Whichever is ready first? Present since the cake likes a minute?
<Trina_Korat> ::chuckles:: Oh, I suppose. ::stands and goes get it::
<Joseph_Forge> ::watching her go. pets Cale’s back again. Is glad that sword is with Mark at least for the time being. ::
<Protocol> ::frowns and looks away a bit:: I had to make sure that the other cyberbeings weren’t learned of. To keep them safe and not have large manhunts for them, biologicals wondering who is one and who isn’t.
<Protocol> ::looks at her again:: It’s much easier if the biologicals think I’m the only cyberkat.
<Gracie_Patterson> ::raises an eyebrow, is suprised. Not hiding it that much.. but she made the attempt::
<Trina_Korat> <Mark> ::great, mun. Dump all the magic stuff on me::
<Joseph_Forge> ::Bwhahahahahhaaa! XD::
<Protocol> That surprise you? You think I’m so selfish do you? Now doubt your peers aided in such a conclusion.
<Gracie_Patterson> ::eyebrow goes down:: No, I don’t think you’re selfish. But then you didn’t come here to seek my approval.
<Trina_Korat> ::returns! Goes and sits beside him. Gives him a card and a little box::
<Protocol> ((No doubt^))
<Joseph_Forge> ::Smiles:: Thanks. ::Takes both! opening the card to read!::
<Protocol> Of course not. You’re nothing but a biological anyway. ::hrmphs, goes out of the computer room now::
<Gracie_Patterson> ::sighs, just loves it how that just went. Gets up and makes her way out of the compy lab herself::
<Trina_Korat> <Card> “Happy Birthday – I didn’t know what to get you, but I’m hoping that what’s in the box could be a start for this year.”
<Joseph_Forge> ::ooo curious now whats in the box! will set the card aside and open it! oooo what ezz eeet?::
<Trina_Korat> <Box> ::has a little bib and booties XD::
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinkies, pulling them out and looks at her oddly:: Er…whats this? Cale’s?
<Trina_Korat> ::takes Cale gently and sets him in his stroller while Joe reads and looks, then chuckles:; He’s already got his own.
<Protocol> ::just don’t dunk me in the toilet XD heads for the exit:: Don’t forget the message, and inform your Director of the information I’ve inputed into your database.
<Gracie_Patterson> (( <Joe>::faints:: <Trina> … you took that well. ))
<Trina_Korat> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Protocol> ((::dies!::))
<Joseph_Forge> Okay soooooo whats this for? ::is clueless. lol!::
<Protocol> ((<Fel> Hah ha! Yer gonna get all fat ‘n bloated. ::points::))
<Trina_Korat> ((::dies!:: oh, sure, now she’s gotta get mocked by all the female charas?))
<Gracie_Patterson> (( <Shady>::snorks:: I hope you get all fat and bloated, Felony ::razz:: ))
<Protocol> ((<Felony, Swytch, Jenna, Josie, Protocol> YES!))
<Trina_Korat> :;grinning:: Joe, why do you think I wanted to celebrate your birthday early, especially after I talked to Scott?
<Protocol> ((<Felony> Sorry. I’m adopting ‘em. Look he’s already potty trained and everything. ::ruffles Eddie’s hair:: <Eddie> -_-; ))
<Gracie_Patterson> ((<Eddie>::bites Felony >3:: ))
<Trina_Korat> ((:dies!!::))
<Protocol> ((<Felony> AOW! But not to old to SPANK! C’mere! ::whips off her belt to chase Eddie::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DYing!::))
<Trina_Korat> ((::dies!!!!::))
<Joseph_Forge> Er….you’re…just fine? ::honestly thinks she can’t have kits so thats not on his mind at all!::
<Gracie_Patterson> ((<Eddie>::Does the ‘neener neener’ hand and face and bolts XD:: ))
<Trina_Korat> ::snorks:: Well, thanks, I’m glad you think I’m fine. Issit the jeans? ::kidding::
<Protocol> <Felony> ::lol well since not much else to do with Gracie ‘n Prot, you up for Mave ‘n Edderz or somethin’, Graciemun?::
<Gracie_Patterson> (( ::thinking of what other kind of evil to do XD:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> ::Chuckles:: must be. Now seriously…whats up?
<Protocol> ((<Joe> Nope. It’s the beer yer gonna bring me after cookin’ mah dinner! ^____^ <Trina> -_-; ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<Gracie_Patterson> ((<Trina> We’re expecting. <Joe> …Expecting what? Chance to kick my tail? <Trina> …. No. ))
<Trina_Korat> Not even a guess?
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<Protocol> ((::dies!::))
<Joseph_Forge> Honestly…no
<Joseph_Forge> ((<Trina> though he might kick it later once he finds out too.))
<Protocol> ((LOL))
* Gracie_Patterson is now known as _Maven_
<_Maven_> (( My evil is SPECIAL tonight. ))
<Protocol> ((::snorks::))
* Protocol is now known as Felony
<Felony> ::how SPECHUL?::
<Felony> ((<Maven> So special that I’m sending a “Baby’s first Villain Kit” to the Forges soon as I know about it ICly.))
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIES!::))
<_Maven_> ::so special it should be illegal :P. Currently is sitting on the roof of his house. It’s the only ‘quiet’ place right now. And lucky him he’s got roof access and a decently flat roof::
<Trina_Korat> ::sighs:: Fine. I’ll go by the Korat/Furlong method. ::stands and goes retrieve a bumper sticker::
<Joseph_Forge> The Korat/Furlong method? Huh? ::Confuzzled. LOL!::
<Felony> ::excuse me if Eddie and I like to be loud by talkin’ smack when playing the Playstation :P::
<Trina_Korat> ::returns, shows off a bumper sticker that says, “It’s a ____!” and lays it across her stomach::
<_Maven_> <Eddie>::Hey you pwn me and it drives me nuts XD. Dad just bites XD::
<Trina_Korat> I’m hoping we can fill in the blank inna couple months. ::grinning::
<Trina_Korat> ((<Joe> It’s easy! We just write in “sticker”. <Trina> ::palmface::))
<Felony> ((::dead:: <Trina> ::slaps bumpersticker on Joe’s shirt:: <sticker> ::reads “I stop for Dolphins”:: <Joe> … what? <Trina> Moops, wrong one.))
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::)
<_Maven_> ::sighs and makes his way back into the house::
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks, taking a sec then eyes widen:: W..what? Wait a minute…you’re not serious…
<Felony> ((<Joe> … Tattoo? Yer getting a tattoo on your stomach? <Trina> ::gripping fist:: >.<!!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::Dying!::))
<Trina_Korat> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!!!!!::))
<Felony> ((::is sorry lol inna goofy mood tonight::))
<Trina_Korat> ((:DYING at the image of her gripping her fist::))
<_Maven_> (( <Joe> You’re going to have a chest buster come out of you? <Trina> … I’m going to hurt you.))
<Felony> ((::snorks!::))
<Trina_Korat> ::smile doesn’t leave her face::
<Joseph_Forge> Really? ::Grinning, standing up to hug her!::
<Trina_Korat> ((::snorkdies!:: <Joe> I’ll teach it how to sing, “Hello, My Baby!” ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Trina_Korat> ::hugs him tight::
<Joseph_Forge> ((<Joe> shouldn’t have gotten the special…))
<_Maven_> (( <Joe> And wear a top hat and use a cane! ))
<Felony> ::let Eddie have the Playstation as she’s tired of it. meets him on the way in from the roof:: You alright?
<Felony> ::him being Mave of course yes::
<Joseph_Forge> ::picks her up a bit to spin her around! laughing now:: You’re serious! Oh geez! You really are?!
<_Maven_> ::hands in his pockets:: Yeah. I’m just.. Being Me. ::sighs and looks at the view::
<Felony> Quiet, broody, stonefaced? ::makes a grumpy face in imitation.::
<Trina_Korat> ::clinging, eyes filled with tears::
<Joseph_Forge> ::maww hugs her tightly, rubbing her back:: This is wonderful. Thank you. Best gift you could ever give me. ::kisses her cheek::
<_Maven_> ::he cracks a smile at her imitation:: Yes. ::pulls her towards him, looping a arm around her shoulders::
<Felony> ::smiles and leans against him some:: I like a tom who doesn’t talk so much. That’s one thing Eddie unfortunately didn’t inherit from you.
<Trina_Korat> I thought I was still in pain when Scott told me… that I imagined it…
<Joseph_Forge> :Chuckles;: I understand why. I think thats why I was a bit slow on it. I didn’t think you could have them after you getting shot. I honestly didn’t think thats what it was.
<_Maven_> Give him time. He’s just… over excited about how things have been going for him lately.
<Felony> Normal teenage behavior. ::chuckles:: Boys are all the same.
<Trina_Korat> I know… I know…
<Joseph_Forge> ::smiles, leaning back to look down at her:: Well..I guess this explains the stomach bug.
<_Maven_> I was a horrible little emo kid when I was his age.
<Felony> ::snorks:: Oh come now, surely not. What did you have to brood over?
<_Maven_> The affections I had for my history teacher.
<Felony> ::laughs:: A TEACHER? Oh Maven I’m disappointed in you now. I hated all of my teachers.
<Trina_Korat> ::chuckles, is crying now::
<Felony> ((<Joe> What is it? <Trina> ::sniffles then snaps:: GIMMIE CHOCO MINT ICECREAM WITH PINEAPPLES AND TUNA NOW! <Joe>::eeek!::))
<_Maven_> ::arm droops alittle:: Carrie was my History teacher, or call her a aide..
<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!))
<Joseph_Forge> ::Wipes her tears away:: Shhh none of that now. None of that. ::Grins:: We keep growing our family like this and we’ll have to buy a bigger house.
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Felony> … you mind if we don’t talk about her.
<_Maven_> Trust me I really don’t want to talk about her.
<Felony> Good. ::puts other arm ’round him for a hug::
<Trina_Korat> ::lets out a laugh:: Yeah…
<Joseph_Forge> ::maww leans down to kiss her!:: I love you so much.
<_Maven_> …. What do you think of this house? should I keep it or go for something more menacing?
<Felony> ::snorks:: Menacing? Like what… a black castle decorated with spikes and gargoyles? I kinda like this place. Quiet, deep within the city… no one would think to look for any criminals here.
<Trina_Korat> I love you, too. Happy Birthday, Joe.
<_Maven_> Maybe I should install laser cannons on the roof…
<_Maven_> ::joking tone::
<Joseph_Forge> Thank you. ::smiles::
<Felony> ::smirks:: Naaah. Too cliche.
<_Maven_> What about a huge satellite dish that gets all the channels? ::he’s being a dork. Rarity too :P::
<_Maven_> ::this mun has other charas to be harassed if wanted XD::
<Felony> The cooking channel is overrated. I can’t stand Emeril. ::smirks and lets him go:: C’mon, future villian of doom, come inside before you catch a cold.
<_Maven_> ::snorks and heads inside XD::