Meet My Evil Side

<JosieLyons> ((start something w00t?))
<KooshSK> ((Yeeees!))
<JosieLyons> ::hahahaha! oh wait she doesn’t do that. she’s a good guy. ^_^ sitting in the MBI’s breakroom sipping some coffee and eating a donut::
<SherryJeffries> ((<Simon> ::now that he’s under three feet tall, joins forces with NG and they begin their reign of terror!::))
<SherryJeffries> ::is at his coffee shoppe for a change!::
<JosieLyons> ((LOL! <Simon>::sees the city’s populated with … :: werecats?! MONSTERS!!! ::starts trying to capture random katizens with a large net::))
<LeoSK> ::walks into break room:: So…ya enjoy the parade?
<JosieLyons> ::smirks:: Except for Dark Kat trying to blow everyone up, no. ::which was yesterday’s plot btw Kooshie::
<SherryJeffries> ::or wait, he’s on durty, scratch that, he’s busying himself at his desk – if he gets one, that is. If not he can always just he eating donuts..::
<SherryJeffries> ((Duty!!!!*))
<JosieLyons> ((DK had some explosive ‘n gas filled floats during the Katcy’s Thanksgiving day parade he was gonna use but was stopped yey!))
<SherryJeffries> ((Katcy’s? Oh boy… lol))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL <Durty> Get offa me… <Sherry> Heh, sorry ^_^; ))
<JosieLyons> ((lol Shade came up with that name))
<SherryJeffries> ((<Durty> ::is another red-shirt agent::))
<JosieLyons> ((<Durty>::and a red-neck too XD::))
<LeoSK> ::smiles, sits down:: Creepling balloons….ugg..
<JosieLyons> Yeah… that was tacky beyond belief… I mean, where does he even have such things made?
<SherryJeffries> ::comes into the break room, a file folder tucked under his arm and a look on his face that practically screams “I want coffee!”::
<SherryJeffries> What’s tacky?
<JosieLyons> Did you hear about the parade downtown yesterday? Dark Kat had these balloons, one shaped like the Turbokat that went along the parade filled with gas he was going to release but didn’t get the chance, then two in the sky shaped like creeplings that were set to explode…
<SherryJeffries> ::raises a brow:: Uh-huh…
<SherryJeffries> Well, that sounds like Dark Kat all right.
<JosieLyons> A few of us MBI’s managed to find him and take him down… Leo and I among them. Agent Ringo ((mun thinks that’s Shade’s last name XD can’t remember is horrid)) is in the hospital to be released soon I hope.
<SherryJeffries> ::frowns:: Sorry I wasn’t there, but I had urgent business out of town.
<JosieLyons> Be glad you did. ::sips come coffee:: so what’s that? ::nods to his files:;
<SherryJeffries> ((<Flashback!!> <Jeffries> ::drunk off his rocker, dances around in a motel 6 in his boxers with a lampshade on::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES!!::))
<SherryJeffries> Huh? Oh! A project I’m working on.
<SherryJeffries> ((<Jeffries> A *secret* project! <Josie> It’s comic books isn’t it? <Jeffries> …..Yes….))
<JosieLyons> ((<back to present> <Jeffries> Oh just some reports I’m finishing from yesterday’s urgent business. <Files>::are letters of apology for getting on the news exclaiming he’s a keen MBI agent when trying to arrest a hotel maid. also letters to the motel of apology and bills he owes for damage::))
<SherryJeffries> ((::dies::))
<JosieLyons> Project? ::munch donut swallows:: What kind of project? ::sip coffee:;
<SherryJeffries> Well, after looking at the file on Turmoil – the she-kat in that big airship who tried to ransom the use of the city’s airspace – and I discovered something very interesting.
<SherryJeffries> It seems that no one can account for where she got that huge airship, and she and her Omega Squadron aren’t talking.
<JosieLyons> I know who Turmoil is… ::lol she keeps up with all the supervillain files, as well as several major criminals’:: and what is it?
<JosieLyons> They probably built it themselves. She had quite an army.
<SherryJeffries> ::he sits down and puts the file folder on the table in front of him:: So, I went down to where they’re still trying to salvage what’s left of it.
<JosieLyons> ::curious now:: And?
<SherryJeffries> There was a serial number on a computer console that had survived the crash. ::he takes out a piece of paper:: 234401.
<SherryJeffries> I traced the number to Pume-Dyne, and I have an appointment to speak to Dr. Cougar, the head of the facility.
<JosieLyons> May I see? ::asks reaching for the paper::
<SherryJeffries> ::hands it to her:: Sure.
<SherryJeffries> I was going to report to Captain Korat first, though.
<JosieLyons> ::looks it over:: So what’s your concern on this? This a case you were assigned or something, or a project of your own?
<JosieLyons> Oh I see. ::hands it back to him:;
<SherryJeffries> Well, I just sort of stumbled onto it you could say.
<SherryJeffries> And if Puma-Dyne really did make that computer, which I suspect controlled the Vertigo Beam, then that *has* to be investigated.
<JosieLyons> Perhaps it was stolen from Puma-dyne?
<JosieLyons> Or… are you thinking someone in Puma-Dyne is involved?
<SherryJeffries> Maybe, but like I said, I’ll get the details from Dr. Cougar.
<JosieLyons> ::nods:: And then what will you do?
<SherryJeffries> Make a report to Captain Korat, of course.
<JosieLyons> ::smiles a bit:: I hadn’t realized you were a detective as well, Agent Jeffries.
<SherryJeffries> Of course, I don’t know if he’ll be all too pleased I’m investigating this without orders.
<JosieLyons> Probably not. That IS against regulations after all.
<SherryJeffries> ::smiles:: I take after my father. He always followed his hunches.
<JosieLyons> You should go to Captain Korat first before doing an unofficial investigations.
<SherryJeffries> Well, I hope to see Captain Korat before talking to Cougar then.
<SherryJeffries> ((Don’t worry, he’s not going to be a Mulder lol))
<<SherryJeffries> Besides, this case has been closed for a while. I need his permission to reopen it.
<JosieLyons> ::nods:: So, Agent Jeffries… why does this interest you so much?
<SherryJeffries> I don’t know. It just strikes me as odd that no one bothered to find out where and how Turmoil had obtained that huge airship.
<JosieLyons> Maybe they were just glad it sank? The Enforcers are very busy, and there was a lot to that case.
<SherryJeffries> True, but still. I’m determined to find out what a computer of Puma-Dyne manufacture was doing aboard that vessel. And I won’t settle for the theory that she stole it.
<JosieLyons> ::shrugs:: The only other explanation is someone within Puma-Dyne worked or still works for her.
<JosieLyons> Or maybe she bought it. ::grins::
<SherryJeffries> Possible.
<JosieLyons> ::chuckles a bit at him:: So what’s next after this one is solved? Going to find out where Dark Kat purchases his clothing? ::teasing him::
<ZechsSK> Doubtful she bought it.
<SherryJeffries> Very funny.
<ZechsSK> ((Loe went…away))
<SherryJeffries> ::to Josie::
<ZechsSK> ((LEO*))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL))
<SherryJeffries> ((Leo was eaten by the coffee maker))
<ZechsSK> ((Cna’t sepll today))
<JosieLyons> ::nods to Zechs:: Hey Agent Zechs.
<SherryJeffries> ::nods as well:: Hello.
<JosieLyons> ((::dies:: <Matrix> Shrapnel! Spit him out! ))
<JosieLyons> Thanks. ::at the “very funny.” comment::
<JosieLyons> So you say your dad was an Enforcer?
<SherryJeffries> Yup. ::puts the files back into the folder::
<JosieLyons> What was his ranking and division before he retired? Or is he still working?
<SherryJeffries> ::frowns:: He’s….no longer with us.
<JosieLyons> Oh… sorry to hear that.
<SherryJeffries> No, it’s okay. He died of natural causes, and peacefully in his sleep. ::smiles::
<SherryJeffries> ((<Jeffries> ::really killed him to get the coffee shoppe!::))
<SherryJeffries> Anyway, he never rose above the rank of a commando.
<JosieLyons> Ah well that’s good. Too many Enforcers are lost in battle… ::thought it was more dangerous being an Enforcer, but being an MBI seems worse! XD::
<JosieLyons> Oh, did he enjoy it at least?
<JosieLyons> ((::laughs Jeffries::))
<SherryJeffries> Of course. ::smiles:: He’d always come home from work and tell me about his day, whether it was busting criminals or totally uneventful.
<JosieLyons> ::nods:: I didn’t mind being a commando, and its the same with being a field agent here.
<JosieLyons> I don’t think I could handle a job in leadership well. ^_^;
<SherryJeffries> ::nods:: Anyone can if they put their mind to it.
<JosieLyons> Well I just don’t handle chaotic situations too well, and being in charge of other’s lives… no thanks.
<JosieLyons> Its fine being an agent, but a lieutenant or sergeant or something else… no way.
<SherryJeffries> I understand.
<SherryJeffries> I prefer being an underling, as well. Except at my shoppe. ::smirks::
<SherryJeffries> Anyway… ::gets up and heads over to the counter where the coffee maker is:: Now for why I originally came in here, heh.
<JosieLyons> ::laughs:: Well I wouldn’t call us “underlings”. And speaking of your shoppe, why did you decide to leave it and become a Meg?
<SherryJeffries> I didn’t really leave it, per se. I run it on what off days I get and I still see some money from it, but my friend and business partner Herb runs it most of the time.
<SherryJeffries> And I became an MBI agent, or “Meg,” because I thought it offered more personal freedom than the Enforcers. As much as I admire my father’s achievements, I don’t think I could stand being a faceless soldier.
<SherryJeffries> And from what I observe, the Enforcers is like an ant colony.
<JosieLyons> Personal freedom?
<JosieLyons> ::laughs:: But is that really so bad? I sorta miss that… sometimes.
<SherryJeffries> More elbow room, then.
<SherryJeffries> Besides, when my father was an Enforcer the MBI wasn’t around and I like to think that if he could choose he’d choose the MBI.
<JosieLyons> ::shrugs:: I just wish the MBI could be as well funded as the Enforcers are.
<SherryJeffries> ::nods::
<JosieLyons> Though the Mayor would rather fund for new space for a golf course than aid his law enforcement agencies it seems. ::shakes head::
<SherryJeffries> Well, I’d better go and put these files up in my desk until I can meet with Captain Korat. ::picks up the folder and walks out::
<JosieLyons> See ya. ::says before he leaves;:
<JosieLyons> ::sips more of her coffee::
<SherryJeffries> ::pops back in:: And don’t touch my coffee! ::mock-threatening glare::
<JosieLyons> ::laughs:: I won’t.
<SherryJeffries> ((Is Leo alive?))
<JosieLyons> (( I dunno. ::pokes him with a stick:: ))
<JosieLyons> ((hmm… not moving. XD))
<SherryJeffries> ((“Yes….it is my opinion, that he is dead!” – Sherlock Holmes, after poking a dead frozen body dragged from a lake.))
<JosieLyons> ((::lol ew::))
<SherryJeffries> ((From Without A Clue, the funniest Sherlock Holmes spoof ever lol))
<JosieLyons> (( ::ponders mayhem or something. maybe Josie’ll put makeup on Zechs. XD or maybe have someone try ‘n blow him up.::))
<SherryJeffries> ((<Holmes> What am I looking for? <Watson> Footprints. <Holmes> Right. Have I found any yet? <Watson> No, not yet. <Holmes> Right. Let me know when I do.))
<JosieLyons> ((::laughs::))
<JosieLyons> ((Ever see Sherlock Hound? Cute anime based on Holmes.))
<SherryJeffries> ((::on the train:: <Holmes> What are you doing? <Watson> Thinking. <Holmes> Right. I’m gonna think, too. ::long pause:: What should we think about, Watson?))
<SherryJeffries> ((Nope.))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL poor Watson))
<SherryJeffries> ((Yes, poor, poor Watson.))
<SherryJeffries> ::returns a moment later, adds plenty of sugar to his coffee, then sippity-sip!::
<JosieLyons> ((::must be… EVIL! @____@::))
<SherryJeffries> ((What?))
<JosieLyons> ::isn’t evil enough for her mun. and refuses to be::
<JosieLyons> ((I dunno! lol I wanna be a baddie and cause trouble))
<SherryJeffries> ((lol Okay. Be Protocol or something))
<Protocol>::yes, she has come to the MBI for one reason or another. lookin’ for trouble! heard Jeffries ‘n Lyons’ convo. decides to cause him some trouble, but in an unexpected way. mwhahahahahahaaaa.::
<SherryJeffries> ((<Trouble> Hi! Looking for me? <Prot> Oh no… Go away! I didn’t mean that literally, you stalker!))
<JosieLyons> ::finishes her donut ‘n coffee. about to stand up to put cup in the sink when suddenly-::
<Protocol>::while Jeffries isn’t looking, zaps herself acoherent into Josie! they can do that ‘n stuff y’know ‘n take over kats::
<JosieLyons>Erk! ::twitches ‘n falls over XD::
<SherryJeffries> ::mmmm, coffee….now for the donut!::
<SherryJeffries> Huh? ::blinks and looks at Josie:: Agent Lyons?!
<SherryJeffries> ::runs to her side, dropping the mug of precious coffee in the process, shakes her gently::
<JosieProtocol> ::Protocol won and managed to subdue Josie. sits back up and looks at him:: I’m okay… ::stands up leaning on the table:: Just slipped is all. ::chuckles a bit.::
<SherryJeffries> ::helps her steady herself:: Good thing, too. You gave me quite a scare. ::and made me spill my coffee, jerk::
<JosieProtocol> ((<Jeffries>::then shakes her roughly! wants to see if she’ll make that keen sound of coffee beans in a metal container like at the shoppe::))
<SherryJeffries> ((lol))
<JosieProtocol> Sorry. Erk your coffee! Better clean that up. ::says as she walks to the sink. contemplates trouble. gets a wikkid idea::
<SherryJeffries> ::gets some paper towels to clean up the spilled coffee::
<JosieProtocol> ::puts her own cup in the sink::
<SherryJeffries> Get the broom…and watch your step, there’s broken pieces of cup all over.
<JosieProtocol> ::very rudely:: What? YOU get the broom, YOU spilled it, not me. ::exits the room. XD::
<SherryJeffries> ::blinks, looking up::
<SherryJeffries> But…uh…I don’t know where it is.
<JosieProtocol> ::sighs. will show him where it is. finds it and goes back into the kitchen:: Here… you want it?
<SherryJeffries> Well, yes.
<JosieProtocol> Okay. ^_^ ::SWINGS the broom at him to try ‘n sweep (hee hee bad pun) him off his feet::
<SherryJeffries> Yaaah! ::ducks, the broom swishing over and messing up his neatly combed hair!::
<SherryJeffries> What’s wrong with you?!
<JosieProtocol> ::just laughs and swings at him again:: Nothing’s wrong.
<SherryJeffries> ::smacked upside the head this time, he falls on his side:: Oof! Then why are you hitting me with the broom?
<SherryJeffries> ::gets to his feet::
<JosieProtocol> Because maybe you need to be taught a thing or two about how wonderful it really is to be an MBI agent. ::chuckles, rushes towards him to swing again::
<SherryJeffries> ::ducks down and charges, grabbing her around the torso and tackling her!::
<JosieProtocol> ::gah is tackled down to the ground. drops the broom and tries to shove him offa her::
<SherryJeffries> ::pins her, or tries to anyway:: Calm down!
<SherryJeffries> ((Be really bad if Prot zapped outta Josie right now lol))
<JosieProtocol> ::grins at him:: Who said I wasn’t? ::wants to keep up this disguise a bit longer <g> tries to knee him in the gut to get him off::
<JosieProtocol> ((::dies!::))
<SherryJeffries> ::eyes bulge out at that:: Oof! ::he gets off of her, sinking to his knees and holding his stomach, coughing::
<JosieProtocol> ::scrambles to her feet ‘n dusts herself off:: Mawww, did that hurt you? ::grins. grabs the pot of coffee:: Here, have something to drink! ::tries to splash it on him::
<SherryJeffries> ::rolls out of the way, grabs her own cup of coffee from earlier, and throws it at her::
<JosieProtocol> ::leaps outta the way, grabs up a chair:: Here, take a seat! ::throws it at him::
<SherryJeffries> Ow! ::hit in the arm, he staggers back against the counter, then looks behind himself and sees the sink has one of those extendable spray nozzles::
<JosieProtocol> ::will be fine so long as she’s in Josie, or when she’s solid runs at him to try ‘n grab his paws::
<SherryJeffries> ::grabs the nozzle and yanks it out, and *SSSSSPSSHHHHHHH!* water sprays out at Josie’s face::
<JosieProtocol> Gaah! ::backs up as she’s blinded. rubs at her eyes::
<SherryJeffries> ::sees his chance and swings his fist at her stomach::
<SherryJeffries> ((<Jeffries> Sorry. *POW!* So sorry. *BIFF!* My bad.))
<JosieProtocol> Oof! ::doubles over holding her stomach, leans against a wall::
<JosieProtocol> ((LOL <later> <Josie> Did you have to hit me so hard?! <Jeffries> eh heh… ^_^;; sorry ))
<SherryJeffries> ::now has a chance to pull out his gun, training it on his fellow agent-gone-mad:: Now, don’t make me shoot you, Agent Lyons…
<JosieProtocol> ::looks up at him and laughs:: You wouldn’t!
<SherryJeffries> Well, you’re going crazy and won’t listen to reason…
<JosieProtocol> ::slowly walks to him:: Go on, do it. I dare you.
<SherryJeffries> ::swallows a lump in his throat:: Keep back.
<JosieProtocol> ::steps up, inches from his gun. grins. eyes flash electric blue::
<SherryJeffries> ::catches sight of the barely-noticeable flash:: Huh? You’re not Agent Lyons!
<JosieProtocol> ::smirks:: Very good. ::claps for him, then attempts to grab his gun::
<SherryJeffries> ::sidesteps nimbly, then dashes for the door, hoping to lock her in::
<JosieProtocol> ::blinks rushes after, door slammed in her face:: Hey!
<SherryJeffries> ::he locks the door:: You’re staying in there until you agree to surrender. ::his voice full of authority and all that::
<JosieProtocol> ::growls:: Think that will stop me? Foolish biological! ::zaps outta Josie, and while acoherent, zaps into an outlet and into the hallway:: Hah! ::forms energy ball in her paw to throw at him!::
<JosieLyons>Unnn… ::holds her head ‘n falls over::
<SherryJeffries> ::yelps, seeing Prot, and points his gun at her:: I still don’t know if guns work against you CyberKats, but how about we find out. Surrender.
<Protocol> Go ahead and fire. ::grins confidently::
<JosieLyons>::stands up. grrrs is ANGRY! tries to open the door but its locked:: Jeffries!?
<SherryJeffries> Alright. You asked for it, your french-fried wacko. ::aims at her leg and squeezes the trigger, blasting her::
<Protocol> ((is it a blaster or a projectile gun?))
<SherryJeffries> ((Ummm…a blaster?))
<Protocol> ::ah then absorbs the energy blast. chuckles::
<JosieLyons>Jeffries!! They don’t like water! ::runs to the sink grabbing the coffee pot ‘n fills it with water. runs to the door:: Let me out!
<SherryJeffries> ::furrows his eyebrows:: Uh-alright! ::moves to unlock the door::
<JosieLyons>::bursts out of the room, rushes towards Protocol about to splash her!::
<Protocol> Oh no you don’t! ::solidifies!::
<JosieLyons>::splashes her:: Oh crud!
<Protocol>::growls! can’t use her electric powers or she’ll shock herself now:: You little!
<JosieLyons>::skids ‘n runs back to Jeffries:: Shoot her shoot her shoot her!
<SherryJeffries> ::doesn’t need to be told twice! brings up his gun and fires again!::
<Protocol> Awk! ::dodges barely ‘n hisses. runs down the hall and around the corner lol::
<SherryJeffries> ::chases after!:: Come back! Rrrr!
<JosieLyons>::follows him::
<Protocol>::looks around ‘n darts into the conference room. leaps behind a table ‘n chairs::
<SherryJeffries> ::barely sees her enter the conference room and runs in, but doesn’t see her::
<JosieLyons>::pulls out her gun, is a projectile one. follows Jeffries in. looks around::
<Protocol> ::frowning wanting to dry off some::
<SherryJeffries> She’s got to be in here somewhere…
<SherryJeffries> ::points to the left:: You go that way, I’ll take the right.
<JosieLyons>::nods ‘n heads left::
<Protocol> ::crawling under a table. hates having to do this XD it’s humiliating::
<SherryJeffries> ::closes and locks the door, then walks carefully along the right side of the room::
<Protocol> ::is right under the table where Jeffries approaches. mrrrs. gets ready to try ‘n trip him. waits for him to get close enough:;
<SherryJeffries> ::as he goes along, he looks behind chairs and such::
<Protocol> ::reaches out with her paws to try and grab one of his legs to trip him!::
<SherryJeffries> ::grabbed! Eeep! But rather than trip he jumps back and falls flat on his rear::
<JosieLyons> ::turns:: Jeffries?
<Protocol>::crawls out from under the table and attempts to grab at his gun::
<SherryJeffries> ::arrgh! wrestle with her for the gun! mine mine mine!::
<Protocol> ::no mine mine mine! pullin’ at it::
<JosieLyons>::hurries over, aims her gun but doesn’t dare fire::
<Protocol> ::tries to slap Jeffries’ face lol while holding the gun with one paw::
<SherryJeffries> ::just for drama, his grip slips! Why, mun, why?! Ow! Is slapped! Slaps back!::
<Protocol> ::yanked the gun back and is slapped so it drops and skids on the floor a bit from them:: OOOOOH! ::tries to leap at it flopping on her belly, paw outstretched::
<SherryJeffries> ::leaps up and onto her back, trying to wrap his arms around her neck::
<Protocol> O_o;! Gak! ::chokes trying to pry his paws from her neck with one paw still reaching desperately for the gun with her other::
<JosieLyons> ::goes ‘n grabs up the gun first!:: Hah!
<Protocol>::hiss choke! grabby at his paws with both hers now::
<SherryJeffries> ::grrr, won’t let go! not willing to let this electrical crook escape *again!*::
<Protocol> ::mrrrs…tries to dig her claws into his paws to get him to let go XD ooow::
<SherryJeffries> Yeeeow! ::lets go out of reflex::
<Protocol> ::gasps for breath, then tries to get out from under him!:: Get off of me!!!
<SherryJeffries> ::gets off, and kicks her in the rear end!::
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<SherryJeffries> ((lol Well he’s pissed!))
<Protocol> OWWW! ::kicked grrrowls ‘n stands turns around::
<JosieLyons> Ah! Hold it right there!
<Protocol>::mrrrr raises paws halfway::
<JosalynLyons>::has her gun aimed at Prot::
<SherryJeffries> ::panting, he smiles:: Well, looks like you’re under arrest. And there’s no little old ladies to save you, this time.
<JosalynLyons>::quirks brow at that, goes up behind Protocol::
<Protocol> Maybe not, but seems I’ve gotten enough time to dry off. ::goes acoherent:: It was quite amusing at first but I’ve had my fill of YOU Agent Jeffries. ::hrmphs and zaps into an outlet and hurries away from MBI HQ::
<JosalynLyons> HEY! ::growls fires but hits only the wall as she’s gone::
<SherryJeffries> Aaah! Noooo! ::punches the wall::
<SherryJeffries> That pompous- Aaargh! ::seethes, but then slowly calms himself down::
<JosalynLyons> ::huffs… hands him his gun back::
<SherryJeffries> ((Welp, Prot’s good at making enemies.))
<JosalynLyons> Sorry…
<Protocol> ^____^ ::is proud of that XD::
<SherryJeffries> Thanks. ::takes it:: Uh…sorry for beating you up, but she was inside you and controlling you.
<JosalynLyons> No kidding… ::didn’t like that feeling either:: And its alright… just glad you didn’t shoot me.
<SherryJeffries> I wouldn’t have. I was bluffing. ::holsters his weapon::
<JosalynLyons> ::smiles a bit:: We better clean up the mess in the kitchen…
<SherryJeffries> One of these days, I’m going to arrest that Cyber-freak. If there’s anything I can’t stand it’s an arrogant criminal…
<JosalynLyons> ((<Josie ‘n Sherry> Where were YOU GUYS at?! <Leo> Uh… <Zechs> er… ))
<SherryJeffries> ((lol))