Dark Kat returns and takes Protcol to task about her “extracurricular schemes.” Meanwhile, Razor drafts T-Bone into the cleanup effort too.
<JasonSK> RPG Start
<RazorSK> ((Awww… My co-SK left..))
<Protocol> ((<Razor>::sighs. makes the Raccoon his new SK partner::))
<ChanceSK> ((Okay, whiner. ;) ))
<ChanceSK> ((DEAD!!!!!!!))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD raccoon::))
<ChanceSK> ((<Razor> Your cal sign shall be… Donut!))
<RhiannaSK> ((10-4 donut))
<DarkKat> ((<Racoon> :: crashes the jet, gets into an argument with Razor :: <Razor> What do you mean you aren’t pilot certified?!!! ))
<Protocol> ((<Chance>::waltzes into MBI:: Hey buddy sorry I’m late. what happened? ::pats Razor:: <Rhi>::blinks:: you… know him? <Razor>::slaps his forehead::))
<ChanceSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::dying!:: <Razor> Then, what was with the barrel rolls and the loop de’ loops and all that other hotdogging?! <Raccoon> ::chitters:: <Razor> What flight school teachers raccoons how to show off but not land?!))
<RhiannaSK> ((lol))
<Protocol> ((::diies donut::))
<ChanceSK> ((DEAD!!)))
<Signal> :: it be the Dark Signal(c) of Dark Kat(tm) emanating from Dark Kat’s Dark Lair of Doom, Death and Destruction (patent pending), directed at Prot. ::
<RhiannaSK> ((DEAD!!!!!!))
<ChanceSK> ((::SOOODEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::DYING!::))
<DarkKat> ((<Dark Kat> Oh, I missed something :: stamps a big “(C) Dark Kat 2002″ on Prot.’s head :: <Prot.> :: beams :: I feel so important now, sir ))
<Protocol> ((::diiies::))
<RazorSK> ((<Chance> ::covering his mistake:: Of course I know this guy! ::hug Razor:: I’m his biggest fan! <Razor> ::uses a super strong taser on him:: <Chance> ::flop over charred:: <Razor> :;shakes his head:: Fans… Gotta watch ‘em… ::later:: <Chance> Did you have to set that thing so high?!))
<Protocol> ((::in grave dead at it all::))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEADEADDEAD!::))
<RhiannaSK> ((::put lilies on my grave dead::))
<T-BoneSK> ((<Razor> Did you have to kick me so hard?! <Chance> …. Touche’.))
<Protocol> ::sees the Dark Signal (c) of her Dark Creator ™ and hurries to the Dark Lair of Doom, Death and Destruction (patent pending).:: You called sir?
<DarkKat> ((<Razor> :: has been planning that little revenge for years ::))
<RazorSK> ((<Chance> Actually, I didn’t kick hard enough. I was trying to get you between two antenna I was pretending were goalposts.))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::pulls out taser:: <Chance> ::later, charred on floor:: Ow… ))
<Protocol> ((::DYIIING::))
<DarkKat> :: rotates around in his Dark Chair(R) to face her. Does not have a happy expression on his face ::
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEADDEAD!::))
<DarkKat> ((<Dark Kat> :: has frowned so much his face droops like a hound dog’s ::))
<T-BoneSK> ::walks into de’ now messeh MBI:: Th’ heck happened here?
<Protocol> ::blinks, looks at his Dark Frown ™ a bit worried::
<DarkKat> ((<Dark Kat> Who ate all the ice cream while I was gone???!!!!! ))
<DarkKat> Where have you been?
<T-BoneSK> (((::DEAD::))
<RhiannaSK> ::arrives at MBI about the same time T-Bone does:: Holy crud!
<RazorSK> ((::DYING!::))
<RazorSK> ::hears his partner, goes out there:: We had a little CyberDemon problem.
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<RhiannaSK> Little? ::having heard Razor::
<Protocol> Just now?
<RazorSK> Well, the building’s still standing. ::slightly cheerfully::
<DarkKat> ((<Building> :: collapses ::))
<T-BoneSK> ::looks around:: Little, huh? About… I dunno… Dark Kat proportions?
<Protocol> I was downtown sir. Why?
<RazorSK> No. One demon and one… whatever helped her size.
<RhiannaSK> ((<rhi> heeeeelllp meeeee…..HEEEEEELLLLLP MEEEE… ::ala The Human Fly::))
<DarkKat> I don’t recall ordering you to go “downtown”…
<RhiannaSK> Where is everyone? Are they okay?
<DarkKat> ((As opposed to the Jeff Goldblum Fly “Kill me Kill me” ))
<Protocol> Well I was investigating some activity at the MBI sir, while you have been gone. ::<And where have YOU been sir? Hrmph!>::
<RazorSK> More or less. ::is thinking of people that were okay when he arrived, not those already deceased before he came along::
<RhiannaSK> ((<<dark kat ™> I HEARD THAT!! CREEPLINGS (R) Get her!))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD::))
<Protocol> ((::DIIES::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOODEAD!::))
<DarkKat> Investigating I see. :: turns his chair around :: Since when does “investigation” require the use of my own personal resources and the destruction of targets that *I* have not specified?
<T-BoneSK> Huh…. ::then gives him a mock glare:: And, you didn’t call me.
<RazorSK> ((<Prot> I didn’t use anything of yours! <Dark Kat> You were there, weren’t you? <Prot> ::is reminded of the trademark stamped on her, slumps::))
<Protocol> … sir? ::whuh oh. figures he’s talked to Glob.::
<RazorSK> I didn’t get a moment.
<RazorSK> ::standing on his tiptoes to return the glare;:
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<RhiannaSK> Why didn’t anyone call ME?!
<DarkKat> You accessed the master computer and used it to create something. :: doesn’t say what :: And then you go and attack the MBI, thus disturbing a sense of calm and peace that I had kept intact for future disruption, but has now been set back by you! :: slams fist down on armrest of chair ::
<T-BoneSK> ((… and has chair collapse::))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RhiannaSK> ((::DEAD!!:: <DK> I did it AGAIN!!))
<DarkKat> ((<Dark Kat> :: falls to the ground :: If you laugh you die! <Prot> :: face turning red, perspires, tryin’ to hold it in ::))
<RazorSK> ((<Dark Kat> You weren’t following the DARK SCHEDULE!!!!!!! ::pulls it out, is labelled with “Attack________” notes all over::))
<T-BoneSK> Aww… lookit the little guy. Trying ta’ outglare me. ::use index finger to push Razor back down to being flatfooted::
<T-BoneSK> ((DEAD))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD Matt::))
<T-BoneSK> ((::SOOOODEAD MATT AND RAZE::))
<RazorSK> ((And, Rhi!))
<DarkKat> ((<Razor> :: bites :: <T-Bone> GAH! Let Go! :: waving hand up and down with Razor locked onto it ::))
<RazorSK> ::snaps at finger::
<Protocol> ::jumps:: Sir I was just trying to complete previous orders which you gave me that I had failed to complete before. That’s all it was… and I’ve discovered something you’d be most interested in.
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD::))
<T-BoneSK> Ow.
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!:: <Razor> ::flaps along, hanging on::))
<Protocol> ((DYYINGatitall))
<T-BoneSK> You’ve had your shorts, right?
<T-BoneSK> ((SHOTS, even!))
<RazorSK> ((<Dark Kat> No. Don’t tell me. It’s not the scheduled date for you to reveal information.))
<DarkKat> :: glowers :: It had better be *important* information, because if it’s not… :: dramatic evil trail-off ::
<DarkKat> ((<Dark Kat>..Then I’ll have to stare at you menacingly like this forever ))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::pales, ducks head into G-suit, checks:: Yeah. Got ‘em.))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RazorSK> No. I’m fulla rabies. So, be careful.
<T-BoneSK> ((SODEAD))
<T-BoneSK> Oh my. Remind me not to leave you anything in my will.
<Protocol> ::gulps:: i-it is sir! You see, the MBI has managed to create a cyberdemon with the help of those rebellious cyberkats.
<DarkKat> ((<Razor> :: starts foaming at the mouth, chews up the furniture ::))
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<DarkKat> Go on
<RhiannaSK> We have to find the others.
<T-BoneSK> ((DEAD))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<DarkKat> ((<Prot> Go on? What else is there to tell you? That’s important enough <Dark Kat> Huh? :: wasn’t listening ::))
<RazorSK> Most of them are gathered in the kitchen.
<Protocol> Well I’m not sure how they did it, but one of their agents was able to create one. I do not know what they intend to do with it yet though sir, but I managed to implant a virus into it, which has partially worked.
<Protocol> It was to turn her against the agents, and still might, so it’ll follow your orders, sir. ^^;
<DarkKat> *partially* ? :: lowly growls :: I hope for your sake that it’ll do more then just cough
<Protocol> Well you see, that Matrix interfered and he took half of it. Both have the potential to go against the MBI, as they were only able to make it go dormant.
<RhiannaSK> Well…at least everyone is okay.
<T-BoneSK> ((<LB> ::leaps into DK’s arms:: And, I’m Little Byte. The cute one. With a cough. ::small cough:: But you gotta admit, even the cough is cute…. AH HACK HACK HACK HAAAAAAAACK!!!!!))
<RazorSK> ::nods::
<Protocol> ((::diiiies::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<DarkKat> :: waves hand like it’s nothing :: You defy my orders for you to remain here and guard this sanctuary of evil just to implement this poorly and heavily unsuccessful “plan”? Did you at least eliminate someone?
<RazorSK> ((<LB> ::then ends it with a dainty cough, rubs nose, gives DK the darling little smile:: <Dark Kat> ::goes from being shocked to smiling a bit:: Aren’t you… <LB> AH-CHOOOOOOOOOOO! ::blows him away::))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD::))
<Protocol> ::winces:: Yes sir! Agent McGrath was eliminated just a few days ago.
<RazorSK> ((<Dark Kat> And… <Protocol> And…. I think I severely injured their pet raccoon? ::small voice::))
<T-BoneSK> ((::SOODEAD::))
<DarkKat> :: squints at her, evil squint of evil evilness (c), like he’s staring into her sould or something ::
<DarkKat> ((soul even ))
<Protocol> ((::diies:: <DK> You did? EXCELLENT! ::about the raccoon:: AH AHAHAHA!))
<DarkKat> ((::DIES!::))
<RazorSK> ((Hmm… “Sould” – a soul that has been sold.))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!:: <Dark Kat> My greatest rival! Dead at last! Yes! Now, who’s the number one villain in MegaKat City! Hahahahahahahaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
<Protocol> ::smiles pretty at him wondering what he knows::
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<RazorSK> ::guides Rhi and T-Bone to where others are?… others left cuz players no here?::
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEADDEAD!!!::))
<T-BoneSK> ::follows::
<DarkKat> You’re on thin ice, Protocol. :: gets out of his chair :: But I’m sure with my vast intellect I can resolve the pathetic situation that you have created and transform it into a successful plot of evil :: scratches chin pondering ::
<RhiannaSK> ::follows after them::
<Protocol> ::insulted! slight frown.:: Yes of course sir. ::grumbles::
<RazorSK> ::some time later, is sent to the lobby with a mop… yes, I’m thinking he, T-Bone, and Rhi can all go there since there’s no one around to play the others::
<DarkKat> Now, on to more important issues. I’m sure that you were curious about my abrupt disappearance.
<T-BoneSK> Goody. We go from SWAT Kats to cleaning crew. ::witha mop himself::
<RhiannaSK> Shouldn’t we be out stopping the morons that did this?
<RazorSK> ((<Dark Kat>I had to get my nails done… ::shoes off his toenails:: I went through twenty manicurists and two podiatrists for this work. Much better than last time.))
<RazorSK> If we knew where those morons were…. ::mopping::
<DarkKat> ((<Razor> Mop Missile, Deploy! <T-Bone> squeaky clean scrubber sponge of justice, deploy!))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD Matt::))
<Protocol> Yes sir, I was. ::looking at him restraining urge to zap him or something XD::
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<RhiannaSK> ::growls a little and starts wiping down desks and walls::
<RazorSK> ::starts mopping, is thinking more of the virus than catching Prot, tells T-Bone the story mentally::
<DarkKat> Well, while you were busy ruining my reputation I managed to accomplish some much needed research and aquired the allegiance of a few “friends.”
<T-BoneSK> ::arches a brow at that:: <Big purple isn’t too far then… Funny that we haven’t seen him inna while…>
<RazorSK> <You know how he does… You’ve spoken to Trix, I take it?
<RazorSK> >
<T-BoneSK> <Listened to him whine is more like it…>
<Protocol> Friends sir?
<RazorSK> <Whine?!>
<RazorSK> <T-Bone, he was in real trouble!>
<T-BoneSK> ::sighs:: <’Daaaaaaad, I got this big ugly virus… and troll lady wouldn’t leeeeeave me alooooone…’>
<RazorSK> <T-Bone!> ::has stopped mopping and is glaring at T-Bone::
<DarkKat> Their identities at this time are not to be revealed to anyone…including yourself. Let’s just say that I’ve been a little bit leery as to what may be occurring very soon. Things have been too quiet, and I can’t help suspect that there is a foolish notion that someone or someone’s are trying to “remove me”.
<T-BoneSK> <I’m repeating what he said! Don’t lookit me!>
<RazorSK> <Well, take it more seriously! Neither me nor the MBI’s tech agent could remove it!>
<Protocol> ::little laugh:: Remove you sir? They’d be foolish to do such a thing. ^_^
<T-BoneSK> <Of course I took it seriously. I worry about the kid, too.>
<DarkKat> :: isn’t amused :: I of course haven’t ruled out anyone either
<RazorSK> <You should.>
<RazorSK> ((<Mainframe> ::listening:: Crud! He’s on to me!))
<Protocol> ::nods:: Understandable sir. Oh… by the way, speaking of friends, someone claiming to be one of yours showed up recently here.
<DarkKat> ((<Everyone> Oh crud! He knows! <Dark Kat> :: blinks, noticed a few Creeplings in on that ::))
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))
<T-BoneSK> ::gives him his patent pending Batman glares::
<DarkKat> Don’t interrupt me :: steadily and menacingly ::
<RazorSK> ::glares back::
<DarkKat> ((<T-Bone> Except it’ll be the T-Bone glare ))
<Protocol> ::erk:: sorry sir.
<DarkKat> But, just as a general courtesy, I’ll reveal one of them to you :: presses button on his chair :: Globulous, report to the control room
<Protocol> ::says softly:: and that would be him…
<DarkKat> <Door> :: big metal one on the other side of the room, opens up :: <Globulous> :: walks right on in, wearing a black leatherish trench-coat Dark Kat-esque style with the DK emblem on the shoulder :: Ah, hello there
<T-BoneSK> <That glare’s copyrighted material.>
<DarkKat> ((<Prot> Kissin’ up to the boss I see <Globulous> No one “kisses” Dark Kat…literally, I mean, that’s just gross, er, sorry boss ))
<T-BoneSK> ((DEAD))
<RazorSK> <I can glares too.>
<Protocol> ((::diies:: <Prot> No its impossible… unless you want your face messed up like Hannibal Lector kissin’ someone. <DK> ;_; ::runs off and cries::))
<RazorSK> ((Aiy! GLARE. Sage, keep yer typos to yerself!))
<RazorSK> ((::dying::))
<T-BoneSK> ((DEAD))
<DarkKat> ((::DEAD!::))
<T-BoneSK> <Ah. A glaresing contest, I see…>
<Protocol> ::quirks brow at Glob’s outfit. smirks restrains snickering::
<T-BoneSK> ((ARGH!!!! ::beats head::))
<T-BoneSK> ((GLARING!))
<RazorSK> ((Hmmm… <Razor> ::glares at T-Bone, then sings;: <T-Bone> ::glares back, sings a counter melody::))
<DarkKat> From now on, you’ll be partnering up with Globulous in your missions. After this little incident with you Protocol I took the measure of assigning you with someone who has more experience.
<RazorSK> ::smacks him with the mop:: Get back to work a’ready.
<T-BoneSK> ::ba-links:: Dare you smack me with a mop?
<RazorSK> Just did.
<Protocol> Whot? Well why him sir? If you don’t mind me asking.
<DarkKat> ((<Razor> :: smacks him multiple times :: <T-Bone> Argh! I get the point!))
<T-BoneSK> ::SMACK back::
<RhiannaSK> Woo…mop fight!
<Protocol> ((::dies:: <Rhi>::meanwhile escapes without having to clean or dry anything::))
<RazorSK> ::smack!::
<DarkKat> :: glares :: Normally those who question me don’t survive long enough to regret their mistake :: coldly ::
<T-BoneSK> ::smack!::
<Protocol> ::mrrrs opens mouth to say something but shuts it quickly::
<DarkKat> ((<Razor and T-Bone> :: like the joust on American Gladiators, both stand atop chairs with the mops trying to whack the other off, and their names are soooo perfect for it too ::))
<T-BoneSK> ((<Prot> ::zaps in between TB and R:: HA! <TB and R> ::SMACK!::))
<RazorSK> ::pauses:: We’re supposed to be cleaning…
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<T-BoneSK> Awww. afraid you’ll lose?
<RhiannaSK> oh but why? This is so much more fun. ::laughs::
<Protocol> ((LOL))
<RazorSK> T-Bone, this isn’t our place. We have a job to do.
<DarkKat> Now, I must go and continue my own personal mission at this time. Get your information from Globulous, he knows what needs to be done. :: presses button, disappears thru little elevator in the floor :: ((<DK> :: gets stuck :: um, a little help?))
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!:: <Prot> Here’s yer help! ::zaps a stalactite so it falls and covers the hole:: Haha! ))
<T-BoneSK> ::grumbles:: Kill all the fun that you start. Why don’t you?
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD::))
<Protocol> ::once DK’s gone, smirks and looks at Globulous:: Love the outfit. I didn’t realize Dark Kat is such a trend setter in fashion.
<DarkKat> ((<T-Bone> It’s our mission Razor, down these mean halls a kat must clean, we wanna be the good guys <Razor> don’t you think you’ve paraphrased that line enough already?))
<Protocol> ((::diiies::))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::dying::))
<RazorSK> I’m just keeping us on task.
<Globulous> :: takes off the trenchcoat, tosses it at Prot., then takes a seat in Dark Kat’s chair and spins around in it a few times :: Could you hang that up for me?
<Protocol> Sure. ::tosses it aside and it lands next to a coat rack on the floor::
<RhiannaSK> You started it. ::to Razor::
<RazorSK> ((<Protocol> Mind telling me how you can get away with doing as you please and YOU don’t get called on it? <Globby> ::smug:: <Prot> Mastermind’s pet… ::like “teacher’s pet”::))
<T-BoneSK> ::RAZZ::
<RazorSK> Yes, but he asked for it.
<RhiannaSK> No he didn’t. ::starts cleaning again::
<RazorSK> You missed the mental conversation.
<Protocol> ((::diies aww::))
<RhiannaSK> Oh. Well….okay…nevermind then…
<RazorSK> ((::then:: <Dark Kat> ::from below:: And, get out of my chair, Globulous!))
<Protocol> ((<Rhi>… so not only do SWAT Kats clean… they’re psychic? I’m… impressed… I guess.))
<RazorSK> ::Is cleaning again::
<RhiannaSK> ::starts to clean too::
<RazorSK> ::mopmops floor as his mun thinks of a… “development”::
<Protocol> ((<Sypher>::runs in room takes polaroid photo of them:: Hee! Instant developy! ::leaves:: <chars>… that was lame!))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::does ponder pulling Sy back out briefly… might be good for a laugh::))
<RazorSK> ((<Sy> ::is clawing away at her pocket, wants out::))
<Globulous> ((<Sy> My Sypher sense is tingling, there is disorder and messyness somewhere!))
<Globulous> Well, you seem rather tart today :: stops the chair :: Is there somethin’ a-matter?
<RhiannaSK> ((Oui vay…::thought “disorder” was “dinosaur”…mun needs a vacation))
<RazorSK> ((::DEADDEADDEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((Don’t worry… I once thought Sage said she was going to beat up an old lady with a crocodile…))
<T-BoneSK> ((::DEAD::))
<Protocol> Oh I don’t know… for starters you shouldn’t be sitting there. ::folds arms:: Plus I’m supposed to be your “partner”, not “slave”.
<Globulous> Wait a second, hold that pose :: makes a rectangle with his fingers, looks thru it :: My, that angry look just brings out the best in you. Your frown, narrowed eyes, and threatening posture is just absolutely wonderful. Here, lemme try :: mimics her, by doing the same thing back at her ::
<Protocol> Ugh! ::throws her paws up and walks over to a console:: I bet you suggested watching over me to Dark Kat too, didn’t you? ::turns and leans against it::
<Globulous> Nopes. Big bad boss came up with that all by himself. I just stopped by for a casual hello and I’m practically drafted.
*** T-BoneSK is now known as TBSK_AFK
<RazorSK> ::is wringing his mop out:
<Protocol> Really now? So what are these oh so wonderful plans of his we’re to accomplish?
<RazorSK> ((<Sage> ::Is AFK:: <T-Bone> ::is AFM:: <Razor> T-Bone! Come back here!))
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<Globulous> Somethin’ about blowin’ somethin’ up and stuff :: shrugs ::
<Protocol> … will you BE a LITTLE more specific please?
<Globulous> Maybe :: yawns :: I’m bushed…oh wait a second, I don’t get tired :: laughs to himself :: Oh, I crack myself up. :: then thinks :: Hrm, do you eat?
<Protocol> No. We can but I find it a waste of time since we don’t really get much energy from it.
<Protocol> ::pause:: Why?
<Globulous> Let’s just say that one of Dark Kat’s missions will require you to do so.
<Protocol> Well then I can eat. What mission?
<Globulous> There’s an Enforcer Charity “Auction” coming up rather shortly. We will be “attending.” :: then can’t help but laugh :: And they aren’t auctioning off old impounds either. :: hands her a flyer ::
<Protocol> ::takes the flyer from him and looks it over. what’s it say?::
<Flyer> “Win a date with an Enforcer”
<Globulous> Last I heard a certain Commander will be in on it
<Protocol> … I don’t like where this is going, Globulous.
<Globulous> :: grins at her :: You probably won’t
<RazorSK> ((<Prot> Ew! No! I’m not dating the enemy! <Globby> What about Driver and Matrix? <Prot> That’s something entirely different!))
<Protocol> ((::laughs!::))
<Globulous> Dark Kat views this as a perfect opportunity to get rid of Feral
<Protocol> Well why do we have to go through this whole… charade? He wants me to kill Commander Feral? I’ll go and do so and be back in five minutes. ::folds arms again XD::
<Globulous> You see, that’s where I come in. You see, Dark Kat doesn’t want him dead, he wants him discredited. With my “assistance” in that matter, Feral will be so disgraced that he will be forced to either resign from his position or get fired, thus allowing the next in command to take over.
<Protocol> ::grins now at the plan:: That sniveling Steele?
<Globulous> Exactly
<Protocol> Well well now… I think I can do this and maybe even enjoy it. ::smirks::
<Globulous> ((:: snorks at the possibilities :: An Enforcer Date Auction. Of course something will go wrong, but how does that sound for a Halloween plot? Maybe the Pastmaster or Dr. Viper or Madkat buts in and the result in the usual lunacy))
<Protocol> ((LOL! <Pasty> Oooh! Forget Feral baby! ::grabs Prot around her knees:: You remind me of Callista my long lost love! How about you bid for ‘ol Pasty hmmm? <Prot> Getitoff!!))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))
<Globulous> ((::GONE!::))
<RazorSK> ((<Viper>::comes in and spikes the punch again::))
<Protocol> ((LOL! With what chemical X? XD))
<Globulous> ((<Viper> Oh that is ssssso last week. I got chemical Z now ))
<Protocol> So… ::pushes off the console and walks over to Glob:: how are you supposed to ruin the esteemed Commanders reputation hmmm?
<Globulous> Oh, I was thinking of a little something special :: changes into a Commander Feral look-alike :: Maybe I won’t call for chopper backup :: in Feral’s voice ::
<Protocol> ::blinks surprised:: Impressive.
<Globulous> :: changes back to himself :: But of course
<RazorSK> ::finishes his cleaning, but still hasn’t found a solution for Trix’ dilemma… has been working on it all this time::
<Protocol> Say… would you happen to know who these other… “friends” of Dark Kat’s are? ::asks quietly:: That is, will they be involved in this?
<RazorSK> ::doesn’t like the potential this virus could have for the good and the unallied CyberKats::
<RazorSK> ((<Globby> ::laughs:: What other friends? He told you there were other friends?! His Mom’s just visiting this weekend.))
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<Globulous> ((::DEAD!::))
<Globulous> No, they won’t. It’s just us
<Globulous> :: at least hopes they won’t ::
<Protocol> And they are…? ::prods::
<Globulous> I’m not at liberty to say :: grins ::
<Protocol> You’re not at liberty to sit in Dark Kat’s chair either but you do. ::smiles::
<Globulous> Oh, trust me. The surprise will be well worth it. Dark Kat has something *veeeery* special planned
<Protocol> Alright. But do tell me this… he’s suspecting someone of being a threat to him… he happen to name any names to you? ::walks around him a bit in a circle::
<Globulous> Don’t know about that :: mock gasp :: He must not trust me
<Protocol> You know what I mean. ::hrmphs.:: So what are we to do now until this lovely event begins?
<Globulous> :: thinks :: Ever play ping pong?
<Globulous> Or twister, or Monopoly?
<Globulous> Or maybe cards? Play poker? Blackjack?
<RazorSK> ((<Prot> ::playing Twister with Globby:: Oh, that is sooo unfair! ::as he splits into twenty tentacles, easily tagging each circle::))
<Globulous> :: then thinks, and grins :: Oh, I know what you like to play. You look like you could play a mean game of chess
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<Globulous> ((lol))
<Protocol> ::answering him:: I’m not Forrest Gump, I don’t like you well enough to be that close to you yet, only monopoly I’m interested in is if I own everything, cards are dull, and I would beat you in chess like I was that Bobby Fischer kid.
<Globulous> Oh really?
<Protocol> Do you forget that I’m more or less like a computer? I will out think all of your moves.
<Globulous> That sounds like a challenge
<Protocol> Well hate to burst your bubble, but Dark Kat doesn’t exactly have a collection of games much less chess.
<RazorSK> ((<Globby> ::pulls out the Dark Checkers (Tm):: Be careful. Loser blows up.))
<Globulous> That is rather unfortunate… :: then has that idea like a lightbulb above his head turned on :: Ah-Ha! I know. :: grabs her by the arm and starts to head for the door :: Let’s go get some stuff. Don’t you think this place would look much better with a disco ball?
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<Globulous> ((ROFL!))
<Protocol> Awk! Hey! ::jerks arm back:: I just got reprimanded for leaving without permission. I don’t feel like getting a lecture for redecorating.
<Globulous> Mawwwww. :: then pauses, pulling out a little notepad :: Let’s see, Acceptable reasons to leave base :: looks looks :: Ah, there it is. “In the event that important equipment is compromised seek the best method to correct it”. :: looks to his left, and smashes a light, causing it to wink out :: That’s good enough for me, let’s go get a light bulb! :: grabs her arm anew and heads for the door ::
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD Globby::))
<Protocol> ::awk! is drug out to the door!:: You find a loophole in everything don’t you?
<Globulous> If it suits my needs :: grins :: Now, what would be the fastest form of transportation…
<Protocol> Well since your so insistent… I could take us through the powerlines. I refuse to travel by pipe.
<Globulous> Ah, excellent :: produces a map, points at a point :: Right here will work
<Protocol> ::nods puts arm around his waist and has them both go acoherent. zips them through the powerlines. goodness, when supervillains go shopping XD::