2010-03-27

<Jason_Korat> 4RPG GO, Ya’ loonies!
<Shade_Ringo> Alrightems!
<Shade_Ringo> ((gyah! parenthesis that!))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((<Jason> You channeling your inner Ventura? <Shade> …. no? ))
<Jason_Korat> ::okay. Finally, finally thinks he’s got that office fixed. So help him if something comes through the floor again::
<Shade_Ringo> ::so, is about late evening around the office, and is scoutin’ around for any other takers to the basketball game he won tickets for. pops head into Jase’s office:: Hey Korat! You busy?
<Jason_Korat> ::pops his lower back: Nah. I’m done. What’s up?
<Shade_Ringo> Eh nothin’ much. Just about to get off. But you’ll never guess what I’ve got. ::holding a paw behind his back, with a sly grin::
<Pixel> ((backerz!))
<Shade_Ringo> ((WB!))
<Jason_Korat> ((WB!))
<Jason_Korat> ::Arches a brow:: A winning lottery ticket and you’re willing to share half of it with me?
<Shade_Ringo> Not a chance. ::reveals Final Four tickets:: But I do have these. Pressbox seating for the matchup tonight, and I’m inviting anyone from the Bureau that wants in. It’s gonna’ be a good one.
<Pixel> ::she has dones searches online and is wearing an absurd looking chili pepper hat for the Ragin’ Cajuns, half her face painted red and half gold, gold side with a pepper on her cheek, has on a red basketball jersey with gold number 1 on it over jean pants.  shoes are red chucks with gold shoestrings. wearing dangly gold bracelets and necklace with red pendant pepper XD. examining self in girls bathroom::
<Jason_Korat> Really…! Well, sure, why not? I’m in.
<Jason_Korat> ::prays the city is quiet for once. XD::
<Shade_Ringo> I’ve got a couple more tickets too, so if you know of anyone else that wants in on this, better call ‘em quick. It’s gonna’ start here in the next hour. ::flicks his ticket onto the desk:: And please, leave your Rabid Squirrel infatuation at home. Everyone knows the Ragin’ Cajuns have this one in the bag.
<Shade_Ringo> ((XD!! Pixel get-up!))
<Jason_Korat> ((I wanna pinch her cheeks! XD))
<Jason_Korat> ::snorks!!!:: Do they now? ::as he picks up the phone, calls Annie::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Shade> Jase! Let’s spell out Cajun on our bodies! <Jase> But its so chilly up in the nose-bleed section.))
<Pixel> ::smiles:: This seems most appropriate for a fanatic of basketball.  ::heads on out of the bathroom and goes to find Shade:: <Ann> ::is at home tonight, got day off and glad it is a quiet one lol answers phone:: Hello?
<Pixel> ((::diies:: ))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!!::))
<Jason_Korat> Honeeeeeeeey, I need someone to support my obsession with rabid squirrels.
<Shade_Ringo> ::leaves the office, headed toward the lockerroom whitling the Cajuns’ fight song::
<Shade_Ringo> ((^whistling, not whitteling anything!))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!!::))
<Pixel> <Ann> … what have I told you about checking the milk carton for an expiration date BEFORE drinking of it?
<Jason_Korat> ::laughs now:: Seriously, what’re you doing right now?
<Pixel> ::sees Shade along the way:: Agent Ringo!  Do I look like I have the madness of March? ::arms outstretched::
<Pixel> <Ann> Definitely NOT obsessing over rabid squirrels… or rabid anything for that matter.  Why?
<Jason_Korat> ((<Shade> …. You’re not mad. You’re furious.))
<Pixel> ((LOL!!))
<Shade_Ringo> ::double-takes:: Pixel? Is that you under all that team spirit? ::crosses arms with a smirk:: Not bad, kid!
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckling:: Agent Ringo scored tickets to the Final Four in an hour.
<Shade_Ringo> ((lol!!))
<Pixel> ::beams:: I looked for information on showing team spirit and came across many photo images… some were disturbing… but this seemed okay.
<Pixel> <Ann> ::chuckles:: And you want me to cheer for a team… not foaming critters yes?
<Shade_Ringo> ::can’t help but laugh at that:: Alright, wait for me in the lobby. I gotta’ get out of uniform and into somethin’.. ragin’. ::steps into locker room::
<Jason_Korat> Pretty much. ::grinning:
<Pixel> ::nods and heads to lobby to wait on Shade and whoever else is coming. nervous… never been out with others before like this for pure enjoyment XD Prot didn’t let her socialize lol tho Driver prolly wanted her to::
<Pixel> <Ann> Where do you want me to meet you then?
<Jason_Korat> Here at the building? We can take my car after that.
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> ::already in the lobby, sporting only red shorts, with his entire body painted red. but does have a little green hat that resembles the stem of a chile:: Yay!! A fellow Cajuns fan!
<Jason_Korat> ((::keels over, Hertz:;))
<Pixel> ((::dead!::))
<Pixel> <Ann> I’ll be there in ten.
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Prot> ::fuming:: *This* is why I never wanted her leaving the house! Because of weirdos like *him*! ::point at Hertz:: <Driver> Aw c’mon, hon.. ::dressed like a giant squirrel::))
<Jason_Korat> Great. See you the.
<Jason_Korat> *then
<Pixel> Agent Hertz?  <He must wish to emulate the more disturbing of the fanatics…> Eh I wouldn’t say I’m quite a fan…
<Pixel> ((::dies!::))
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> Weeel, ya’ coulda’ fooled me. To be honest, I’m not really a die-hard fan, myself. I’m just a band-wagoner since they’ve been doing so well!
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD, SHade!::))
<Pixel> <Ann> ::digsaround… finds older shirt she’s rarely worn, the sports caster guy gave her a Rabid Squirrels t-shirt a few years back when they won the conference championship.  puts that on over black long sleeved shirt. puts on nice pair of pants and boots. switches earrings out for pair of studs that are one of their colors and then heads on out.::
<Pixel> Band wagoner?  I do not understand…
<Jason_Korat> ;:goes change into a regular color shirt and jeans with boots:
<Shade_Ringo> ::comes out to the lobby, wearing jeans, his shades, and a red shirt with “Can’t Cage the Rage” on the back and the Cajuns logo on the front. has a black long-sleeve underneath:: Hertz… lookin’… good.. ::between snickers:: Definitely catch some t-shirts lookin’ like that.
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> I just hope it washes out in one rinse. ::nevermind the open paint can w/roller at the front desk::
<Jason_Korat> ((::DYING::))
<Pixel> I am sure it will, face paint comes off easily.  You… did use face paint… right? ::glances at desk:: <Ann> ::pulls up and parks, heads on into lobby::
<Jason_Korat> Alright, alright. ::mun would think the squirrels are blue and brown? Okay, why not. XD::
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> Phht! Face-paint, make-up, whatever, I don’t do that stuff. ::proudly:: <Shade> Maybe it’s best not to ask… Hey Korat! I see you’re wearing the color of defeat, tonight.
<Jason_Korat> Yuo keep telling yourself that. ::chuckles:: Actually, Trina’s the big basketball fan.
<Pixel> ::chuckles and shakes her head:: <Ann> ::goes in and smiles:: Hey Jase, Ringo… wow… uh… you sure your agents aren’t the rabid ones dear? ::eyeing Hertz and Pixel::
<Jason_Korat> Shh! Not so loud! They might hear you. Come to my arms where it’s safer!
<Shade_Ringo> Heya, Ann. It’s gettin’ close to tip-off you guys. We gotta’ hit it. ::swingin’ out his keys:: Who’s with me?
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> Cajun fans only! ::grabbing Pixel and hurrying out the door:: <Shade> Wait! Are you dry, Hertz? Lemme’ put down a towel!
<Pixel> <Ann> ::laughs and goes over to Jase’s safe arms XD:: I’ll ride with Jase… Since it’s Cajun fans only in your vehicle. ::grins::
<Pixel> Whoah! ::hand grabbed and yanked along lol::
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckling, takes a moment to hug his Annie. Missed her. ^_^::
<Pixel> Thanks for having me along… I could use a night out doing something… well non news related.
<Pixel> <Ann>^
<Shade_Ringo> ::hands Ann her ticket before hurrying after Hertz and Pix:: Alright, just a sec. I don’t want my apholstery permanently cajun red. ::pops trunk and takes out some spare rags, throwing them at Hertz:: <Hertz> I’ll use these as power towels! ::swinging them::
<Jason_Korat> I’m just glad you’re coming along. ::grinning, tugs her by the hand now::
<Pixel> Ack! ::ducks down lol from spinning towels of Hertz:: Is he always this excited about basketball? ::to Ringo::
<Pixel> <Ann> ::takes ticket and heads outside with Jase, holding his hand along the way letting him lead to his vehicle::
<Pixel> <Ann> I can see why.  ::winks::
<Shade_Ringo> ::just shakes his head, getting into the drivers’ seat:: No, it’s usually tapioca that gets him giddy. ::starts up car::
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> ::piles into the back, towels now sticking to him as he sits::
<Jason_Korat> ::laughs, holds her hand as he drives off with her::
<Pixel> As in… pudding? ::quickly gets shotgun XD buckling up::
<Pixel> <Ann> ::wheee! on your bike or inna car?::
<Shade_Ringo> Yeah. ::half-grin, spinning wheels before launching out into the street:: Luckily, the stadium’s close to downtown here.
<Jason_Korat> :inna car. XD::
<Pixel> Hurk! ::grips the seat lol as they go for a ride:: Heh luckily… <Ann> So how’s Directorship working out?  Having Joe to split the position helping you think?
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> ::holding onto his green stem hat for dear life:: Shade! Shade! I don’t feel so hot! <Shade> Don’t be ridiculous. You’re a giant chile. <Hertz> Don’t patronize me!!
<Pixel> ::giggles at that:: How many of these have you been to, Agent Ringo?
<Shade_Ringo> <Stadium> ::has lights, cameras, and oodles of fans lined up all around it, a total media blitz. luckily, parking shouldn’t be a problem, as KROX 109 has graciously allowed for VIP parking to the winners, just look for their station van, and PJ DJ in a dunk tank::
<Jason_Korat> Yeah. It’s actually helped a lot. ::smiles:: I still wanna kick Mark’s tail, but… you know.
<Pixel> ::staring out window at all the bruhaha::
<Pixel> <Ann> Oh he deserves his leave… ::pats Jase’s hand:: I almost envy him and Angela…
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckles:: She opened up her own practice there, now.
<Shade_Ringo> This is my first one in a long time. Megakat City usually gets to host one of these tournament rounds every two years or so. Last time I went was when the Wildkats made it to the first round, and I was dating the assistant coach’s daughter. Got some nice seats then, too. ::dodging cars and kats, as they pull around near the KROX van and take up one of the reserved spots::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Jase> She mainly treats terriers now though… lots of them in those parts, apparently.))
<Pixel> ((LOL!))
<Pixel> <Ann> That’s good. Just don’t YOU go pulling any stunts like that, got it? ::grins::
<Jason_Korat> ::laughs:: You do realize if I did, I’d ask you to come with me?
<Pixel> ::lol alas poor Shademun’s Wildcats did not make it… but nor did UK’s either BWHAHAHAHAHAHA-ahem yes RP time XD:: Oh so you had to win them this time?  No girlfriend to get seats with?
<Pixel> <Ann> You’d ask me to die with you? ::smirks, teasing. used to media hubbub::
<Shade_Ringo> ((If my Wildcats don’t make it, *NO* Wildcats make it! XD That was the one consolation prize))
<Pixel> ((LOL!))
<Jason_Korat> ((::DIES!!!::))
<Shade_Ringo> Yeah, can you imagine? ::getting out:: I had to have my phone on speed-dial all week, listening to that annoying – <PJ DJ> Hey-ey!! ::dripping wet:: Here’s the lucky winner! Let’s get some photos!!
<Jason_Korat> You know what I mean! ::laughin;;
<Shade_Ringo> <PJ DJ> Everybody in! ::grabs them all for publicity shots:: <Hertz> Whoo!! <KROX Crew> ::take tons of publicity photos, and dump all kinds of random prize packs on them, slapping multiple bumper stickers on Shade’s car::
<Jason_Korat> ::gets there and parks::
<Pixel> ::blinks at the soaking wet tom that approaches:: Photos? ::steps behind Shade XD:: <Ann> ::gets out laughing as well then hurk! pulled with mistah DJ thar::
<Jason_Korat> Gah?! ::pulled::
<Shade_Ringo> ::rolls eyes, caught blinking or sour-faced in most of the photos:: <Hertz> ::is doing the cajun truffle-shuffle for the crew:: <PJ> Oh my goodness! I am loving this guy! ::arm wrapped around Hertz, as they finish up the photos:: <Intern Janice> Alright, lucky winners. Follow me please. ::wearing media tags and holding a clipboard, beckons them towards the stadium::
<Jason_Korat> ::shakes his head, holds Ann’s hand and goes after::
<Pixel> ::has look of O.O! in most photos lol:: My eyes… <Ann> ::smiles all polite for cameras… has to look GOOD of course at all times XD is local personality! has deathgrip on Jase’s hand tho to not be separated lol::
<Shade_Ringo> Sunglasses are the best investment I’ve ever made. ::following the none too perky Intern:: <Hertz> Love you and all your Lady Gaga-Googoo playlists, DJ PJ! Gotta’ run tho’! ::departs, leaving DJ PJ half-red::
<Jason_Korat> That was interesting.
<Jason_Korat> ((::DIIIIIIIIES Lady Gaga-Googoo))
<Shade_Ringo> ::Jase might wanna’ check his person for bumper stickers XD::
<Jason_Korat> ::how many?! O_O ::
<Jason_Korat> ::none of them say “Kick me”, do they?!::
<Shade_Ringo> ::forehead, left arm, and end of tail. all read “KROX Kix-it!”::
<Jason_Korat> These things so better not peel off fur… ::as he slowly tries to peel one off his forehead::
<Shade_Ringo> <Intern Janice> ::leads them through the stadium doors, around the lines and vender stands, up several flights of stairs, to a sweet private pressbox, where other winners from the week-long give-away are chillin’:: Here’s your pressbox. Pizza, snacks, and beverages are all courtesy of your Kickin’ It station, KROX. Enjoy the game folks, and we’ll be back for half-time photo ops.
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Jase> ::has a giant rectangular bald spot for the next month::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Pixel> <Ann> ::laughs a bit as she peels one off her cheek XD:: <Pixel> ::just following them lol as the purple blotches leave her vision finally -g-:: Ooh thank you! ::glad she’s going to LEAVE for half the time::
<Pixel> ((::dies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ::sits now::
<Shade_Ringo> Next year, we’re gonna’ have to hook you up with a player or somethin’. This is too much. ::settling into a seat:: <Hertz> Hi! ::waving to the others there:: I’m a giant chile!
<Pixel> <Ann> ::sits down as well:: Phew… I didn’t realize that’s what winners were put through…
<Pixel> Hook me up with a player? ::grabbed a slice of pizza and a Kitty Cola as she sits down next to Shade::
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckles, peels off the sitcker from his arm::
<Shade_Ringo> Sure! See, the players get a certain amount of tickets to give out for these sorta’ games. Just like how I got one for being with the assistant coach’s daughter, Marigold.
<Pixel> <Ann> ::helps get the third one offa Jase:: Any more on me? <Pixel> You mean you want me to date a player for the sole purpose of getting basketball tickets? ::frowns:: That does not seem… right…
<Shade_Ringo> <Players> ::are in their warm-up garb, shootin’ around on the court as the game gets ready to begin:: <Slobber the Rabbid Squirrel> ::their mascot, is shooting out free t-shirts to the crowd::
<Jason_Korat> ::checks her:: Nope. You’r good.
<Pixel> <Ann> Thanks.  Mind getting me a soda, Jase?
<Jason_Korat> Sure. What kind do you want? They’ve got Purrsi, Kitty Kola…
<Shade_Ringo> Just jokin’, Pix. ::slight grin:: Of course that’s totally insensitive and manipulative. ::whistles some, looking around:: Hey Hertz! Can you snag me some nachos?
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> ::doing the cajun truffle-shuffle with some of the other radio winners:: Oh, sure thing, Shade!
<Pixel> <Ann> Anything’s fine.  Just with caffine.
<Pixel> … ::narrows eyes at him lol::
<Jason_Korat> ::gets them a couple Purrsi’s. XD
<Pixel> <Ann> Thanks. ::smiles taking one and opens it. downs some. looks down at the opening dealie::
<Shade_Ringo> ::senses narrowed eyes, so keeps his trained on Hertz’s progress with his nachos XD:: <Hertz> Okay.. so.. chips then cheese. Or, wait, cheese, then chips, then jalapenos. No, no.. wait..
<Shade_Ringo> <Announcer> ::goes through the entire starting line-up of each team, as well as the coaches:: That’s right, it’s Midge Usa’s Rabid Squirrels versus K.R. Acken’s Ragin’ Cajuns! Truly a clash of the titans here tonight, folks!
<Pixel> ((::snorks::))
<Shade_Ringo> <Rabid Squirrels> ::all look a bit smallish, and drooly:: <Ragin’ Cajuns> ::all look like they should be playing football::
<Pixel> Why must they take so long to play? ::bored sounding as she munches fuud::
<Jason_Korat> I didn’t realize they were that pathetic looking…
<Shade_Ringo> ::finally gets something resembling loaded nachos from Hertz, with red paint smeared on the bottom:: Eck… ::then to Pix:: Just gotta’ get all their pre-game commentary and pomp out of the way. Here’s tip-off.
<Pixel> <Ann> How did they manage the Final Four? ::sips drink::
<Shade_Ringo> ::then into Ann and Jase’s convo:: Three of the Rabid Squirrels’ top scorers got injured in practice yesterday. Slipped on a wet floor or somethin’. That’s what’s left. ::munchmunch on nachos::
<Jason_Korat> Good thing we didn’t bet on anything….
<Shade_Ringo> <Ragin’ Cajun Mascot> ::mildly resembles a giant bowl of gumbo::