MBI agents use Tessie Reed’s Cyberkat abilities to materialize aboard Dark Kat’s spacecraft, but are detected and find themselves stranded on the surface of the moon.
<Shade_Ringo> ((::grabs orange nintendo gun:: if she goes any more quackers…))
<Sagey> (( http://hail-nekoyasha.deviantart.com/art/Duck-Hunt-24887435 ))
<Tessie_Reed> (LOL!))
<Sagey is now known as Jason_Korat.
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Dying!::))
<Shade_Ringo> ((::cracks up, comic!::))
<Shade_Ringo> ::so has gotten back to the MBI, special suits in paw::
<Jason_Korat> Well… looks like we have no choice.
<Tessie_Reed> ::will come back from whatever anti-cyberkat hole she found to hide in a while last night while her mun had to bail, heading back to the desk room::
<Shade_Ringo> ::lugging the duffels in, and plopping them down on a desk in the desk room:: This is perfect. I betcha’ anything one of the cyberkats could zap us up there like *that.* ::snaps:: As long as that electronic signals still being relayed.
<Dark_Kat> <Suits> :: look like something someone would wear on one of those high-speed import motorcycles that are popular with the kids these days, including a simple helmet with a transparent section in the front to allow for a wide field of view ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::as she walks in:: What about a cyberkat?
<Jason_Korat> ((<Jason> So I get to be the Master Chief? <Shade> What… NO! I AM! <Jason> I’m your boss! <Shade> I know, but… THE MASTER CHIEF HARDLY EVER DIES! <Jason> Exactly! ))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiies!::))
<Shade_Ringo> Tess! ::all smiles:: Perfect timing. ::holds up a suit to himself, seeing how it’ll fit::
<Shade_Ringo> ((lol!! Oh man, did anyone see that fake movie trailor Halo put out for April Fool’s? Priceless!))
<Dark_Kat> <Instructions> :: fall out as Shade holds it up ::
<You are now known as Instructions.
<Tessie_Reed> ::blinks:: why do I have a feeling I should turn around and leave?
<Jason_Korat> ((I didn’t! All I can remember is yelling ’til my voice was hoarse at “Halo: Legends”… cuz’ they were like the perfect defition of “Rocks Fall, Everyone Dies.”))
<Jason_Korat> :bends down to pick them up::
<Shade_Ringo> ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qd60qdamUA))
<Shade_Ringo> ((Just do it, you know you wanna XD))
<Shade_Ringo> Too late for that now, Tess. We’ve got get to the moon, and you may be our only ticket to stopping Dark Kat in time.
<Jason_Korat> ((::KEELS OVER:: “I NEED A VEPON!”))
<Jason_Korat> ((My brother was all, “Tell me this is a joke”.))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiiiies!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ::frowns:: the Moon? I do not understand. ::walking over to look at the gear, picking some of it up:: Why must we go to the moon?
<Instructions> :: are illustrated with minimal text, showing how to properly put them on. A small disclaimer at the bottom says that in order to increase mobility the amount of time one can stay in a zero oxygen environment is one hour, as the supply is built into the suit. No additional backpack or tanks ::
<Jason_Korat> If we don’t… well… Let’s just say we’ll be wishing we had.
<Tessie_Reed> WEll if I am going to be risking my existance I would like further explanation. is this about Dark Kat getting those coordinates?
<Shade_Ringo> ::nods:: Yeah, no one knows if that Latrifron ship’s still active, but I sure don’t wanna’ find out first from that purple maniac.
<Instructions> :: will recharge the oxygen supply when in an oxygen rich environment, like right now. Small indicator built into the left-hand wrist has several LEDs lit green. Will turn yellow then red when low ::
<Shade_Ringo> ::then looks at Jase’s paper:: What’s that? Some kinda’ user manual?
<Jason_Korat> ::frowning:: It’s an indication that we’ll have to move fast.
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Jase> ::looks over all the instructions, then-:: ACHOO!! ::blows nose with it:: Whew, allergies… ::wads up and tosses:: <Shade> Bless you! At least that wasn’t important!))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::diiiiies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!;::))
<Jason_Korat> :reads this to them::
<Instructions> <MASA Email> :: also indicated an ETA of the craft’s arrival time, which should be within the hour currently ::
<Tessie_Reed> I should put this on? ::looking one of the suits over::
<Shade_Ringo> ::listens carefully to the instructions, looking over the designated parts as they’re described:: H’oh man, talk about a hit-and-run mission.. We better get movin’. Dark Kat’s gonna’ be up there soon. ::heading towards the locker room to change::
<Jason_Korat> Yay. ::goes change, too. to Tessie as he goes:: Yes.
<Tessie_Reed> ::will take hers with her:: How do you plan for me to help though?
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Dark Kat> ::would have gotten there sooner, but his creeplings kept needing to pull-over for restroom breaks:: This is the *LAST* time I let you go to Sonic during Happy Hour!))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::diiiies!::)
<Jason_Korat> Anyway you can! ::calling from inside::
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!!!!!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ::sighs, shaking head, going to the she-kat’s locker room to change::
<Shade_Ringo> <She-Kat Locker Room> ::may have some interesting photo print-outs of Hertz covered in red body paint, doing the Cajun truffle-shuffle. XD continuity from last weekend::
<Jason_Korat> ((<Tessie> MY EYES!))
<Tessie_Reed> ::blinks:: I..do not even wish to know….::cringing and goes change! lol!::
<Shade_Ringo> ::sheds his uniform and gets into the special suit, pulling the LED monitor up to look at it’s readings:: Nice. Next time we need new uniforms, I say we put in an order with Puma-Dyne.
<Jason_Korat> I say we look at the fine print before we do that. ::smirking::
<Shade_Ringo> ((lol! <She-Kats Locker Room> ::during the days, will have periodic yelps of horror coming from within:: <Hertz> I wonder if they’re lids aren’t ever put down either…))
<Tessie_Reed> ::will come out, tugging at her suit a bit, going acoherant a moment and trying to make it shrink a bit to fit her better, going solid again: :there.
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiies!::))
<Shade_Ringo> We’re gonna’ need some major artillery. I don’t wanna’ go up against Dark Kat with just moon rocks. ::heading downstairs to the armory::
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!!!::))
<Jason_Korat> We’re gonna need something akin to a bazooka.
<Tessie_Reed> ::going down after them:: I think I have all I need.
<Shade_Ringo> ::reaches the armory, grabbing a satchel pack from a nook, and goes through, as if looking for something specific:: Don’t we carry any more C4? When we get to that ship, I say we oughtta’ make it the moon’s newest crater. ::grabs up a laser rifle, slinging it around his shoulder::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Jase> ::grabs several cans of bat repellent:: Ready!))
<Jason_Korat> ::grabs up a laser rifle of his own, then loads a couple handguns:: MASA would love you for that.
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiiiies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((<MASA> ::picketing:: We love the moon! Don’t shoot the moon! We’re looney for the luna! Don’t shoot the moon! We’re looney for the luna!))
<Shade_Ringo> ::smirks, coming to a container marked “DO NOT OPEN THIS, HERTZ!”:: Ah ha! ::opens said container, and starts packing away a good many blocks of C4, along with detonators:: Alright, I think we’re good to go now. ::grabbing a small sidearm himself:: You ready to try this, Tess?
<Shade_Ringo> ((LOL! <Megs> ::send riot squad out to spray the protesting nerds with cheez whiz::))
<Tessie_Reed> What..am I supposed to be trying. ::Confused::
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!!;:))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Instructions> ((<Mark> :: going over several invoices, noticing several explosives requisitions being filled :: … ))
<Jason_Korat> You, my dear, are going to transport us… ::points up::
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!!!::))
<Tessie_Reed> Um…how? I have to have electrical currents to travel like that.
<Shade_Ringo> ((lol!!))
<Shade_Ringo> Maybe not the kind you’re use to, but according to Dr. Watt at Puma-Dyne, there is an electrical signal being sent out. We thought, if you could “tune in” to that signal, it could beam us up there lickety-split.
<Tessie_Reed> ::Thinking on that:: I suppose I could. Though it would be risky. If the signal is lost so we too could be lost.
<Jason_Korat> It’s a risk we have to take.
<Tessie_Reed> ::nods:: Very well. make sure you have everything. ::going to put her helmet thingy on so she has hands free to hold onto them::
<Jason_Korat> ::puts his on, checking his oxygen supply::
<You are now known as Signal.
<Signal> :: on the frequency and broadcasting via MASA’s deep space monitoring network as described, actively tracking ::
<Shade_Ringo> ::secures the satchel with all the C4, then fastens on his helmet. slowing inhales and exhales, testing it out:: Alright.. not bad. Ready when you are. ::takes a hold of her hand::
<Tessie_Reed> ::will take Shades hand and reaches for jases. had started searching for the signal and has located it! locking in on it and waiting for Jason now::
<Jason_Korat> ::takes her hand: Ready.
<Shade_Ringo> Beam us up, Tessie. ::couldn’t resist::
<Tessie_Reed> Hold on tightly and do not let me go. ::will take them all three acoherant and zappies out! following that signal!::
<Shade_Ringo> <Hertz> ::passes by, right as they zappy out. pauses, then slowly raises his hand, parting his fingers into a V:: Live pong and lobster. ::solemn, continues on his way::
<Tessie_Reed> ::and if she may will follow that signal to DK’s ship!::
<Signal> :: leads them along to the destination, this particular abhorrent travel taking much longer than usual. They should manage to re-materialize inside of what appears to the interior of a military style cargo plane interior, well lit, no windows, with several secured pallets of machinery. Also, no gravity ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::will zappy them there! taking them solid before letting them go! looking around as she floats:: Well..this is certainly different…
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD))
<Jason_Korat> Sheesh, he splurged off whatever he sold in E-Bay.
<You are now known as Spaceship.
<Shade_Ringo> Whoa! ::at the acoherence, and then zero gravity. then whistles, spinning around mid-air:: Take a look at this cargo.
<Tessie_Reed> ::will float her way over to some of the machinery to see what all is there.::
<Spaceship> :: is quite large, seemingly designed to retrieve a large quantity of something. There’s a catwalk above that leads toward the front, easily accessible in the current gravity situation ::
<Spaceship> <Cargo> :: several construction-style vehicles, looking as if they’re designed to haul a lot of things ::
<Shade_Ringo> Ya’ know, I could get use to this. ::laying horizontal on his back, hands folded behind his head, flutter kicking across the cargo room. as he’s looking up, spots the catwalk:: Hey. Check that out up there. Bet it takes us somewhere important.
<Tessie_Reed> ::looking up to the catwalk and nods:: probably so. Come on. ::will head up that way!::
<Jason_Korat> ::looking around with a frown, then floats after them::
<Shade_Ringo> Go ahead. I’ll be right behind ya’. ::wants to set a few charges around that cargo room, so sets out to do that::
<Tessie_Reed> ::nods and heads on up to the catwalk! following it to wherever it leads::
<You are now known as Creeplings.
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Creeplings> ::attack in slo-mo, thanks to no gravity:: <Jase> Good thing I thought to bring my pocket fans. ::turns on, blowing them back:: <Creeplings> ::start rolling backwards awkwardly:: cree-crud.))
<Creeplings> :: can be seen there, standing guard next to a door that leads to the control room, seem to take notice of them, and zoom up, apparently wearing small Creepling-size backpacks with small thrusters that let them fly in zero-gravity at them ::
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiiiies!::))
<Jason_Korat> You’ve gotta be kidding me. ::seeing them::
<Tessie_Reed> ::Frowns seeing them coming at them:: Creeplings! :;trying to form an engery ball through that suit and fling it at one of the creeplings!::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Creeplings> ::back-backs make Jetson boop-boop noise, and also conveniently expand into single seater space crafts::))
<Shade_Ringo> ((^back packs))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::DEAD!!!::))
<Jason_Korat> ::reaches into his back and pulls out a metal bat. Brought one with just because::
<Creeplings> <Energy Ball> :: flies, but the effect of no gravity likely sends Tessie spiraling backward out of control ::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Jase> Glad I had them replace my spine with solid steel after Vietmeown. ::swings!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::DIES!!!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiies!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ::will fly back some until she hits a wall, frowning:: This is not good….::steadying herself::
<Jason_Korat> ((BRB))
<Shade_Ringo> ::still in the cargo bay, placing the C4 charges in strategic points:: I wonder if they’re having as much fun as I am.
<Tessie_Reed> ((kies!))
<Creeplings> :: one gets hit with the energy ball while the other zooms after Tessie, latching onto her shoulders with its claws and proceeding to easily maneuver her away and try to send her zooming into another wall ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::mrrs at the one that grabs her, trying to grab it by the shoulders to hang onto it, then moving her feet so they will hit the wall, trying to bounce them off that wall to slam the creepling into a different wal::
<Creeplings> <Creepling> :: is slammed and knocked out, floating there unmoving ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::leggos to float back adn make sure the other one is taken care of as well::
<Creeplings> :: seem to have been dispatched for now ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::looks back to the creepling she just KO’d and will start trying to get that jet back off of it::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Tess> ::takes the jetpack, and while she’s at it, takes its wallet too::))
<Tessie_Reed> ((LOL!))
<Creeplings> :: jetpack is taken ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::if its too small for them to wear will just hang onto it, if not then will slip it on. hoping to have something to counter act the force of their weapons throwing them backwards::
<Creeplings> <Jetpack> :: seems to work perfectly ::
<Tessie_Reed> ::will slip it on then! foating over towards the others::
<Tessie_Reed> There is another jet back on that creepling if either of you want it. IT may help us from flying backwards when we fire our weapons.
<Shade_Ringo> ::finishes setting some C4, and jumps off from a bulldozer-type machine, catching the rail of the catwalk and flipping over onto it. starts making his way towards the other two::
<Jason_Korat> ::is using creeplings for batting practice::
<Shade_Ringo> Jetpack? ::arches a brow at that, then looks past her at the two KO’d creeplings:: Ah.. so now they’re accessorizing.
<Tessie_Reed> Yes apparently so.
<Shade_Ringo> ((XD!! <Megs> ::have turned into thugs, beating up creeplings with bats, then stealing their means of propulsion::))
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiies!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<You are now known as Dark_Kat.
<Shade_Ringo> Can’t turn down an offer like that. ::smirking, as he goes to grab said jetpack off the other creepling:: Now my outfit is complete. ::swinging laser rifle off from around his shoulder::
<Dark_Kat> So, it would seem that I have several stowaways on this flight :: intercom buzzes in ::
<Shade_Ringo> ::stiffens, head jerking up at the sound of Dark Kat’s voice over the intercom::
<Tessie_Reed> ::startles! Looking around for the origin of that voice!::
<Jason_Korat> ::stiffens, too, frowning after grabbing another jetpack::
<Dark_Kat> It’s a shame to have traveled so far, only to fall short of your destination while being so close.
<Tessie_Reed> ::figures out its coming from the intercom system then motions to Shade and Jase to come to her, holding out her hands::
<Dark_Kat> <Craft> :: lights dim as several red lights flash and a klaxon sounds. It starts to jerk slightly as it comes within the moon’s gravitational pull. ::
<You are now known as Spacecraft.
<Jason_Korat> ::grabs her hand::
<Shade_Ringo> ::lurches at the sudden jerking of the ship, flailing his hand out towards her::
<Spacecraft> You can at least take solace in being able to die where so few have ever set foot :: laughs ::
<Spacecraft> <Dark Kat>^
<Tessie_Reed> ::will grab for Shade’s hand:: Hang on! taking them acoherant and trying to zappy into the communication lines to zappy to wherever DK is radioing them from!::
<You are now known as Dark_Kat.
<Dark_Kat> :: they should arrive in the roomy control room where Dark Kat sits in a command chair. Rotates around to face them ::
<Tessie_Reed> :then they shall! arriving and going solid!::
<Shade_Ringo> ::issa grabbed, and zapped into the control room, regaining his balance as they arrive. quickly levels rifle::
<Jason_Korat> ::catches his breath, then reaches for his laser rifle and aims at Dark Kat:: Stay where you are, Tubbo.
<Dark_Kat> I intend to. :: presses a button on his armrest :: <Transparent Bulkheads> :: slide into place surrounding the three :: <Floor> :: underneath them, opens up, and sucks them downward into space, the moonscape fairly close below, about 100 feet, though due to low gravity, surviveable if a bumpy fall ::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Dark Kat> I don’t have to, peon, for I am adorned in my Dark Snuggy ™(r) and am free to move as I please! while still keeping comfy cozy.))
<Jason_Korat> ((:DEAD!!!;;))
<Dark_Kat> ((::snorks::))
<Jason_Korat> ::yelps as they’re dropped down! Tries to grab for a ledge::
<Tessie_Reed> ((::Diiiiies!::))
<Shade_Ringo> What the-Gyaaaah! ::sucked out!::
<Tessie_Reed> ::screams! dropped out and tries to snag something but alas can’t! falling to the surface in a bumpy ride!::
<You are now known as Moonscape.
<Jason_Korat> ::lands on his back with an oof and a roll::
<Shade_Ringo> ::because of the spacecrafts’ speed, is plummeting at a pretty decent rate towards a moon crater. quickly looks for a way to activate the jetpack to slow down his out of control spinning::
<Moonscape> :: they’ll get covered in the semi-clingy moondust, or regolith as mun recalls :: <Spacecraft> :: can be seen continuing onward, toward the horizon, but just barely in sight, landing in the far distance ::
<Shade_Ringo> ((<Shade> ::manages to turn on jetpack:: Ah ha! ::unfortunately, was pointed down, so goes rocketing into the moon. has a nice face print right next to Neil Furstrong’s footprint::))
<Shade_Ringo> ::manages to activate his jet at the very last, getting at least upright so that he pads onto the moon’s surface tail first::
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!!::))
<Tessie_Reed> ::managing to cling to a rock and stop her roll, laying there a moment to get her senses back in order before slowly getting up and trying to dust off herself::
<Jason_Korat> ::landed inna crater::
<Shade_Ringo> Ah.. ::sitting near the crater Jase is in, but then starts floating up as jetpacks still on:: Paw dang! ::shuts back off before he gets far, floating back down::
<Tessie_Reed> We should get going before our air runs out. ::going over to look for Jason::