The Cyber Hunt, Part 13

<Dark_Matter/Formerly Being> :: yay, now has a name, even though it hasn’t been confirmed yet, but oh well. Was…still heading towards the wall of Enforcer/MBI forces ::
<JosieLyons> ::so with Trina and Feral. Wonders if the Commander will let her try and reason with it. Dragged Leo to their car to keep him from harm as he was KOed::
<SypherSK> ((::just flops over, catching up on last time and reading Matt’s little soap opera there, if one of her roomies had watched *that* she would have started laughing aloud… the Titanic spoof was tempting enough… tho’ the seven foot tall roomie witha bad attitude kinda put a damper on that, tries not to provoke Amazons::))
<TrinaSK> Feral, you must give me some time with him! Three minutes is all I’m asking before you hit that power plant!
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD SY::))
<JosieLyons> ((::laughs!::))
<Dark_Matter> :: pauses for a moment, like it’s flexing. The Red electrical charge that the anti-weapons scrambler took out abruptly comes back on again ::
<Protocol>::she turned off the TV btw, and sits quietly with lil’ Driver. doesn’t want all that to upset him or anything. maaaaw okay enough of that cuteness XD::
<Kat’s Eye News Channel> :: still broadcasting this scene everywhere…including any secret underground hangars…::
<Driver> :hee, issa happy where he is::
<SypherSK> ::returns to the MBI froooom… guess he went to help Syntax collect some stuff::
<JosieLyons> ((<T-Bone>::however is watching Scardeykat tapes happily:: <Razor>::feels like there’s trouble… oh well.::))
<LeoSK> ::mrrs, rubs hea:: Hmm…what happened…?
<Commander_Feral> :: blinks :: Our weapons are still down and that thing’s back up again? :: looks at Trina :: What makes you think you can reason with it? It’s already destroyed that power junction and decimated half of my ground force.
<JosieLyons> ((<Trina> DUH Feral. <Feral>::growls at mun:: ))
<TrinaSK> ::siiiiiighs, runs over there::
<JosieLyons> Lieutenant be careful!
<JosieLyons> ::worried.::
<LeoSK> Josie..? What happened…?
<TrinaSK> ((<Feral> Katrina! Noooooooo! ::pauses:: Wait… their names sound the same… ><;))
<Commander_Feral> Korat! Get back here!
<Fighter Captain> “We’re in position, ready to deploy on your orders, sir”
<Commander_Feral> :: into radio:: “Stand by”
<JosieLyons> ::turns to Leo:: Archaeo! You okay?
<RazorSK> ::is doing something with that rivet gun from “Volcanus”… and wearing ear protection this time, so hasn’t noticed the TV just yet::
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES::))
<TrinaSK> ::stands in fronta Dark Matter:: Stop!
<LeoSK> Uhmm…yeah…what happened…? Last thing I recall is firing at the fire hydrant…
<JosieLyons> That THING just wiped out several Enforcer vechicles and injured several kats! Lt. Korat is gonna try and… reason with it. ::bites her bottom lip, ‘n looks back over to Trina ‘n the DM::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Leo> :: knocked out by the shock of getting wet…red coat washes out to reveal… :: <Josie> You’re an albino kitty? <Leo> :: hands over face :: Don’t look at me! ))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<JosieLyons> Plus all weapon systems are down, due to the weapons scrambler it used.
<LeoSK> Reason with it?!
<JosieLyons> ((::dies::))
<JosieLyons> ::shrugs::
<RazorSK> ::runs out of rivets and turns, standing from where he was kneeling by whatever he’s working on and notes the TV, tugs his protective gear off:: What in th….?!
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<Dark_Matter> :: doesn’t stop, walks right up to Trina, not stopping ::
<TrinaSK> What do you want?!
<LeoSK> ((::dying!::))
<RazorSK> ((<DM> ::walks on, walking over Trina and getting her stuck to its foot::))
<LeoSK> ((<DM> You baby! ::romantic kiss:: <Shade and Alex> >:O Ahhhhhhh!!!!))
<JosieLyons> ((::dead!:: <Trina>::flails her arms ‘n legs:: <Feral>::siiiighs:: ))
<RazorSK> ((::DYING both!::))
<JosieLyons> ((::diiees!::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEADDEADDEAD::))
<Ann Gora>::still reporting, recaps the events briefly to “those of you who just tuned in!”::
<Dark_Matter> :: just for Razor ;) Extends arm out, grabbing Trina by the shoulder, and shoving her aside, not remotely in a nice, kind, “un-mean,” considerate, or un-forecful way ::
<TrinaSK> ((<Razor> ::gasps!:: You hurt mah woman from… the other 20 RPGs via ICQ! I keel j00! ::stompy DM::))
<JosieLyons> ((::SNORT dies:: <Razor> She wasn’t a fan girl! SHE WASN’T A FAN GIRL! ::weeps as he punches DM:: Why can’t you do that to my FAN GIRLS?! Especially the PSYCHO ones!!!))
<RazorSK> ::blinkblinks, but watches the full recap before rushing out::
<TrinaSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOOOOOOODEADDEAD!::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOOODEADDEADDEAD! swears she has NEVER played Razor saying, “I keel j00!” or “mah woman!”::))
<TrinaSK> ((:dying::))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Razor> Thank goodness…))
<TrinaSK> ::grrs, stupid reasoning::
<JosieLyons> ((<Razor> Hope she never MARRIED me off either… –; I lost count of my fanwives…))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!!!!::))
<JosieLyons> ((<T-Bone> And I’ve lost count of how many she-kats tried to beat me up or bury me in the hanger too. ::grumbles::))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Razor> It’s RPG bigomy I tell you! There must be at least one law against it! :: running away, thousands of fanwives chasing after ::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DYING, hugs TB and Raz::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies!::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOVERYDEAD!::))
<JosieLyons> ::so sees Trina get knocked away roughly in hurty way? gnar!::
<LeoSK> ::blink:: Lt.!!
<Dark_Matter> ((<Trina> :: shoved aside, cries :: <Chance> :: pauses…then shrugs :: It’s just Trina. She probably just fell off her tricycle again :: goes back to watching Scaredy Kat ::))
<RazorSK> ::then sees Trina knocked down:: Crud! ::no, not inna “my woman!” way, mun read the rules… and actually, insisted on that one waaay back:;
<TrinaSK> ((::DEADDEAD!!!::))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Razor> My perfectly legitimate friend who happens to be female just got knocked down!))
<JosieLyons> ((::Dies!:: <T-Bone> About time my cuz took some abuse! We’re all cursed in this family! <Trina> Oh and I have some more abuse for YOU CUZ. ::gnarstrangles::))
<TrinaSK> ((::CRYING, you guys!::))
<TrinaSK> ::shakes her head as she sits up::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> Nuh-uh! I’m not interested in Trina. Sypher married her in the future and it’d be just bad to fight with my son for my girl… Kinda like a Mary Sue fanfic really.))
<TrinaSK> ((::sooodead::))
<JosieLyons> ((<Razor> ::so said “Crud!” in a more “That woman who I know of that’s related to Chance who is my buddy and also not interested in any one because that is the safest way for either of us to be in this rpg and glad the muns made it so” way.::))
<TrinaSK> ((::EXTINCT, JOSIE::))
<JosieLyons> ((<T-Bone>::wow… wishes he could say more one worded things instead of all the technobabble like usual. If he could just say “boing!” or “peeshoo!” or “BERRRNNNN!” then that’d rock.::))
<RazorSK> ((::flops over twitching:: <Razor> Actually, I just said “crud” cuz I want in on the action before her infamous suitors swing in and kill it with swords, blasters, and the overwhelming power of their obses… I mean, love.))
<JosieLyons> ((::DEAD!::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOVERYDEAD!:: <T-Bone> ::then, after spending a day with Razor making sound effect noises and the odd, “Narf!”:: Actually, technobabble ain’t so bad….))
<JosieLyons> ::huffs. grabs up her pistol, and overcomes her fear of the thing, or just forces herself really, runs towards the DM and tries to pistol whip it upside its head! probably not smart, but no one hurts her commanding officer when she was trying to reason with it!::
<LeoSK> Josie! No! ::runs after with gun::
<TrinaSK> Lyons! No!
<JosieLyons> ((::diies!::))
<RazorSK> ::with T-Bone away at a family reunion ((and bound to come home with some limb in a sling, knowing the Furlong definition of a good time)), looks longingly at the jet, but hurries to a Cyclotron::
<Dark_Matter> :: anyway, knocked Trina down. Hrm…uh oh, pistol whip. Get thwacked across the head with the blunt object. Head spins a few degrees to the oposite of the way it was hit, then returns back, to look at her. ::
<TrinaSK> ((::SOOOODEAD RAZE::))
<JosieLyons> You stupid thing! She was only trying to help! ::tries to whack it again XD where is this rage coming from? She musta watched Extreme Sesame Street when she brought Prot her food last XD::
<Commander_Feral> :: watching all of this :: Well don’t just stand there, go get it!
<Remaining Commandos> :: hesitate. Saw what it did to the last dozen or so ::
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
<Dark_Matter> :: this time catches the pistol from Josie, and squezes it, snapping the barrel/handle off, causing bullets/ammo to spill out ::
<RazorSK> ::checks what’s in his glovatrix and the Cyclotron, quickly collects a few insulating bombs and suchwhat, it’s not a Cyberkat, but maybe one of the same methods will have some effect, then hops on the C-tron and roars outta there::
<JosieLyons> ::eyes widen… <uh oh…> now her fear creeps back in and she nervously laughs:: Im-impressive. ^^; <Why did I do this?>
<LeoSK> ::is like this–> O_O Gnar! Takes aim:: freeze! Now! Move, and I’ll shoot!
<Dark_Matter> :: turns head to face Leo, while at the same time extending an arm to punch/shove Josie out of the way ::
<TrinaSK> ::tackles Josie outta the way::
<LeoSK> ((<Josie>…Oh yeah..well….::does the “got yer nose thing!”:: <DM> ::gasp!:: Amazing! I submit!))
<JosieLyons> ((<Razor> ROOOOOOAWWWAAAOOORRRRRRR!!! ::as he zooms outta the hanger ‘n down the highway:: <T-Bone>::sighs. one of these days, Razor’s gonna get ‘em busted for doing that and attracting unwanted attention::))
<RazorSK> ((<Trina> Don’t let it touch you! Look what it did to me! <Josie> ::jerks her head to look at Trina in horror, then blinks:: You look fine… <Trina> Have you seen my hair?!))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Leo> :: using his ‘Dear in headlights’/'burning with rage’/'My SUV!’ look ::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEADDEADDEAD::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIESALL::))
<LeoSK> ::blink, grr! He asked for it! shoots::
<RazorSK> ((::DIESATALL, tries to imagine Razor roaring… can only see it with his tail stuck under an anvil::))
<Dark_Matter> :: despite the fact that all the weapons were disabled, gets shot anyway. Jerks with the impact of each round ::
<JosieLyons> ::wargh! punched/shoved outta the way. falls on her bum!::
<LeoSK> ((oh yeah…uhm…maybe I shoulda thrown that…))
<TrinaSK> ((Actually, I don’t think the weapons scrambler woulda nailed a reg. bullet handgun…))
<TrinaSK> ((Wasn’t it designed to disable lasers and the sort?))
<JosieLyons> ((Nor would I. ::just didn’t have Josie fire hers ’cause thought she tried it before ‘n it didn’t do anything the other time::))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Leo> :: has done this many times now, throws his gun at em’! :: <Being> :: catches it, then takes aim with it and shoots back at Leo :: <Leo> DOH! :: running :: Use all ammo first, THEN throw gun…))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEADDEAD::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES::))
<RazorSK> ((That was my thought. ::then DIES::)
<JosieLyons> ((<Leo> Disable this weapon. ::pulls out sword from nowhere. goes all Kenshin on DM::))
<RazorSK> ((<Leo> Don’t make me use my ultimate weapon. ::yanks boot and sock off, stands there, kinda lop-sided with one boot still on, sock dangling from two fingers as he holds it out:: Don’t make me use this….))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES!::))
<JosieLyons> ::scoots back on her hiney a bit ‘n then scrambles to feet. watches Leo’s shots hittin’ the DM::
<TrinaSK> You alright, Lyons?
<Dark_Matter> :: gets shot multiple times, jerking with each hit, takes a step back. ::
<JosieLyons> Yeah… are you? ::rubs her own shoulder::
<LeoSK> ::grr!! no like him!!::
<TrinaSK> I’ll be fine. ::grumbles::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Leo> With my new infinity ammo gun, I shall keep it at bay! <Josie> Hey, why didn’t I get an infinity ammo gun? <Trina> Yeah…why didn’t I get one either?))
<RazorSK> ::and, prolly far too quickly, but oh well, pulls up behind the tight knot of Enforcer vehicles and the like surrounding the area::
<LeoSK> :: ;_; no more ammo:: ehe hhe…::backs up::
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<JosieLyons> ((<Leo> Because! You haveta eat a certain number of pies, and send the tins in to get one! <Josie ‘n Trina> ::pout::))
<RazorSK> ((<Leo> ::gun keeps firing because he believes it will, if he stopped believing, it would stop firing, kinda like when the cartoon chars can walk on air ’til they look down::))
<Commander_Feral> Now men! Attack!
<Four Commandos> :: charge! run past Leo torwards the slightly staggering being ::
<Commander_Feral> :: then looks over at Razor :: What are YOU doing here???
<JosieLyons> ((::dies cartoon pyshics!::))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Leo> There is no spoon :: BLAMMO! :: ))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES!!::))
<TrinaSK> Archaeo! Get away from that thing!
<RazorSK> Came to see if I could help. ::shoving the C-tron’s kickstand down and sliding off::
<Dark_Matter> :: regains balance/composure just in time to see the Commandos charging at it. Spins around and lifts leg up for a simple rotational kick, which strikes all four Commandos and sends them flying back, one landing next to Feral and Razor ::
<Commander_Feral> :: grrrrs ::
<RazorSK> ::blinkblinks, looks up at DM::
<LeoSK> ::run away!!::
<RazorSK> ((<Feral> Be my guest. <Razor> Uh… On second thought, I think I need to… ::gets punted over there like a soccer ball::))
<JosieLyons> ::yelps at that, backs up further from it::
<JosieLyons> ((::Dead::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<Dark_Matter> :: resumes walking forward, heading towards the blockade of law enforcement plus one vigilante ::
<Commander_Feral> :: pulls out his radio again :: “Captain, take appropriate strike position”
<RazorSK> ((<Feral> ::as Razor gets flung back, makes notes:: “Application of SWAT Kat also proved ineffective.” They can’t say I haven’t tried everything.))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies::))
<TrinaSK> Retreat… they’re gonna fire at that thing.
<JosieLyons> ::nods and does so!::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> Application?! What am I, medicated cream?! ::from ground:: Owie… I could use somma that actually… <Enf He Landed On> So could I….))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Feral> :: marking a checklist as numerous chars get thrown back :: Hrm, let’s see…last on the list is…Commander Feral? :: gulps, looks up to see the DM standing right next to him :: Ah heh…))
<JosieLyons> ((::busts up:: <Feral> Steele, you want my job? Take my punishment then. ::SHOVES at DM::))
<TrinaSK> ::gets outta the way!::
<RazorSK> ((<Feral> Wait, wait! We haven’t tried Dark Kat yet, have we? <Sergeant> No, Sir. ::from the ground also:: Our experts estimated his impact would be three times that of the asteroid that wiped out the dinosaurs.))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD Steele::))
<Captain>”No can do, sir! It’s too close to your position!”
<Commander_Feral> :: looks, does some quick mental math. Can’t back away in time before it reaches them :: “Stand By” :: into radio, and then reaches down and picks up a night stick of his own ::
<RazorSK> ::backs up a bit, looks at Feral, heard the radio::
<JosieLyons> ((:DIIES Razor::))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Feral> :: takes out his baton with real Commander Feral quote action :: <Baton> “You stupid hotshot. The Enforcers will Handle this. Bring me *cough* chopper backup…” <Feral> :: unconscious ::))
<TrinaSK> ((:DEADDEAD::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES!::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<Commander-Feral> :: looks at Razor and the rest :: Well, don’t just stand there. We’ve got to delay it long enough for everyone else to get back.
<RazorSK> ::nods, aims his g-trix at the thing, selecting one of his insulating bombs, might as well give it a try right from the start, fires::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Feral> What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you gonna go all kick-butt Second Season Style Razor karate action on it? <Razor> Actually, I’m feeling like my more meak, softer 1st Season version right now…))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Razor> See, I can’t cut him with my cheeks :: demonstrates :: <Feral> Why are you rubbing me with your face?))
<JosieLyons> ::is back! in fact arrives next to Feral ‘n co. XD::
<RazorSK> ((::dies/beams, likes the meek, softer first season Razor, pat soft Razor, yes, likes his softer, fluffier cheeks, takes him away from Feral, hmph, some people don’t know how to properly appreciate a kitty inna good mood::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEADDEADDEAD::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DYING::))
<TrinaSK> ::just watches, yes. XD::
<JosieLyons> ::watches the insulater bomb fly towards the DM::
<Dark_Matter> :: is fired on, insulation bomb go POOF! Dustyness cover a good portion of the area. Glowyness in projectile energy spheres goes away…again. Looks at hands in puzzlement anew, but then goes back to normal. Still heads for them ::
<JosieLyons> Um… what was that supposed to do?
<RazorSK> Blast it! That was the insulating compound that works on the CyberKats.
<Dark_Matter> :: meant expression/composure goes back to normal. Energy spheres in hands are still gone ::
<TrinaSK> We’ve tried water, the weapons scrambler and now the insulator… thus far nothing’s contained that thing… ::to Razor::
<JosieLyons> Well… looks like it worked but… that thing still probably has the strength of 20 or more kats!
<RazorSK> ::okay, didn’t say that then, just watches, ready to duck in case it fires at his head::
<Dark_Matter> :: approaches, and is within arms reach of Razor. Looks at the SWAT Kat. Draws back a fist ::
<JosieLyons> Watch out! ::backs away from it::
<RazorSK> ::throws himself backward::
<Dark_Matter> :: misses the punch, swish of air etc. That probably looked a lot faster then it sounded ;) ::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::makes like those stuntmen and flips himself over backward like he was punched, does this to T-Bone all the time::))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL))
<Dark_Matter> ((<T-Bone> Stop doing that! :: punch punch! missing :: <Razor> :: just keeps on backflipping ::))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::pretends T-Bone hit him, hams it up, rubbing his chin and feigning denying help, gets the couch and TV all to himself and the first shower that way all the time::))
<Dark_Matter> ((::snorks!::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<RazorSK> ::dives between the thing’s legs::
<Dark_Matter> :: caught off guard by that, spins around as Razor went through ::
<RazorSK> ::twists around to fire a barrage of cement back at it, not realizing it had turned, was just aiming for its back to distract it::
<Dark_Matter> :: is barraged with cement, and even blinded as the stuff gets in its eyes ::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::is annoyed to find that the Enfs in the bg are placing bets and most are betting on the DM::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies!::))
<Dark_Matter> ((::snorks:: ))
<Dark_Matter> :: brings hands up to eyes, trying to get the stuff out quick ::
<TrinaSK> ::blinking: <Cement…?>
<JosieLyons> Its blinded! Hurry shoot s’more of that stuff at it!
<RazorSK> ::fires a second barrage and bolts back toward the others::
<RazorSK> ::caught enough of the Enfs’ efforts on TV and just now to know not to bother wasting conventional efforts on it::
<Dark_Matter> :: staggers about for a second, but finally gets the cement out of its eyes. Looks, and sees Razor. Now comes running at the SWAT Kat ::
<RazorSK> Uh oh… ::had stopped a ways away, dodges now::
<Dark_Matter> :: changes direction, lunging sideways to pursue the SK ::
<TrinaSK> ::thinkthinks, need to help SWAT Kat, yes::
<RazorSK> Well, I definitely got it mad… <Which was NOT my plan.>
<RazorSK> ::dodging::
<Dark_Matter> :: follows in tandom, leaping onto the hood of a car, denting it, then jumping down, trying to catch the agile SK ::
<Commander_Feral> :: getting his forces to move back :: Keep it busy! :: to Razor ::
<JosieLyons> O.O!
<RazorSK> I’m trying! ::circling and rolling over the back of the car the DM just leapt off::
<TrinaSK> ::grabs nearby rope, tosses the other end to Josie:: We’ve gotta attempt something. ::yes, we’re gonna trip it::
<JosieLyons> ::looks at Trina:: I know other cyberkat tatics haven’t worked, save the insulator… but isn’t there anything else that harms a cyberkat we can try, Lt.?
<JosieLyons> ::takes the rope end::
<Dark_Matter> :: clasps both hands together, and swings arms at the car, hitting it, causing it not to fly over, but just knock over slightly ::
<TrinaSK> We’ve tried everything else… All we can do is distract it.
<RazorSK> ::just barely gets clear of the car, looks at the DM:: I don’t suppose you’d accept an apology?
<JosieLyons> ::nods. waits to an opportunity to use the rope with Trina ‘n trip it::
<TrinaSK> Now!
<JosieLyons> ::pulls tight on the rope::
<Dark_Matter> :: heading for Razor, doesn’t see rope, and trips over it, falling forward ::
<RazorSK> ::turns to see the DM flat on its face::
<JosieLyons> Now what? Hogtie it? ::seeing it worked::
<TrinaSK> Affirmative.
<JosieLyons> ::goes to try and begin to tie its legs together with it. reaches for one of its arms::
<JosieLyons> ::to keep from being hit and tie it too::
<RazorSK> ::hurries to help::
<TrinaSK> ::does the same::
<Dark_Matter> :: lies there for a second, somewhat disoriented. Getting hogtied of all things? aiy… ::
<JosieLyons> ::tries to make quick work of the tying, making good knots when possible::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Josie> :: ties a bow :: Do’h! ))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL!))
<RazorSK> ::tries to tie it and get away, doubts it’ll hold, but if they could just give Feral’s plan enough time::
<Dark_Matter> :: issa tied ::
<JosieLyons> ::stands up and backs away when finished::
<RazorSK> ::stands, lays a hand on Josie’s shoulder:: We should get outta here. Now.
<Dark_Matter> :: tenses up :: <Rope> :: stretching sound heard ::
<JosieLyons> ::nods:: Right. ((<Josie> OMGOMGOMG! Razor TOUCHED MEEEE! ::CLINGS:: <Razor> AAAAAAAUGH! ))
<RazorSK> Run! ::gives Josie a push to get her moving::
<JosieLyons> ::hurries, gah pushed and makes a run for it!::
<RazorSK> ((::DEADDEAD!:: <Razor> Oh, for Pete’s sake… ::head in hands::))
<RazorSK> Lt! ::to Trina:: C’mon! ::runs:;
<Rope> :: streeeeeeech….SNAP! ::
<TrinaSK> ::nods, runs::
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!!))
<JosieLyons> ::reaches a safe distance for Feral to do what he’s gonna do to it::
<RazorSK> ::is right behind her::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Batman> :: is somehow watching this from the side, talks to Robin :: I’ve learned that bolos and other rope-related detaining devices won’t work 90% of the time, as the target winds up flexing and breaking them <Robin> So, why do you still use them? <Batman> Because they’re cool ))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies!::))
<RazorSK> ((<Batman> Because, dangit, somewhere out there is a normal mortal who can’t just snap cable like that!))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL!!))
<Dark_Matter> ((<Batman> Of course, I’ve yet to meet this person…but they gotta be around here somewhere. Now, stop asking stupid questions and be my human shield! <Robin> :: grumbles :: Gives me the bright red and yellow costume…))
<TrinaSK> ((::SOOODEAD::))
<RazorSK> ((::dying::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies!:: Didn’t Plucky do the same to Hampton? ::remembers Hampton making a similar comment. though I think his had a target bullseye or something too XD::))
<TrinaSK> ((::SOOOOOODEAD:: YES!))
<Dark_Matter> ((::snorks::))
<RazorSK> ((::DIIIIESDEAD!::))
<Dark_Matter> :: anyway, snapped the ropes, gets back up ::
<TrinaSK> What now?!
<Dark_Matter> ((<Razor> I knew I shoulda brought the Turbokat, but nooooooo! Chance had to head over to Hot August Nights with it 5 months early))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> We say, “There’s nothing modern science can do about this monster!” and call the army to come blow it all up. ::once heard this as the plotline for most B 50′s sci-fi movies::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEADDEAD::))
<RazorSK> ::looks at the DM:: There’s gotta be *some*thing that can contain it!
<Commander_Feral> :: as they got clear…well, hope they got clear. Anyway, speaks into radio :: “Deploy!”
<Captain> :: in his jet high in the sky, looking at targeting display. Gets the crosshairs to lock on the target, and drops an Enforcer Issue Bomb ::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Feral> Yes! <Pilot> :: had the wrong target :: <Feral’s Car> :: EXPLODES! :: <Feral> NOOOOOOO! ))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<TrinaSK> ((“Looks like you missed, buddy.” “Um… not entirely.”))
<RazorSK> ::hearing the whistling:: Get down! ::hits the concrete, drags the nearest person with him::
<TrinaSK> AWK! :dragged!, methinks.::
<Dark_Matter> ((<Bomb> :: is a dud, collides with the being’s head, THUNK! :: <Being> X_X :: flopover :: <Feral> Well…not exactly what I expected))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!!!::))
<RazorSK> ((::DEADDEAD!::))
<Bomb> :: zooms down along its trajectory, finds its target ::
<Dark_Matter> :: looks up just in time as the explosive collides and gives a good medium-sized explosion ::
<TrinaSK> ::covers her head::
<RazorSK> ::covers his own:
<Bomb> :: explodes on target, sending dust and mild debris flying ::
<Car Alarms> :: go off with the impact too for a good block or two ::
*** JosieLyons has quit IRC (Ping timeout for JosieLyons)
<Dark_Matter> ((Nooooooo!!! <Josie> :: blown away ::))
<TrinaSK> ((Meeps!))
<RazorSK> ((::DIeS::))
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<Dark_Matter> ((Annu go explodey?))
<Protocol> ((LOL))
*** Protocol is now known as JosieLyons
<JosieLyons> ((TY! <Josie> Yeah, leave me to get BLOWN UP!!! <mun> oh shush no yer not XD))
<JosieLyons> ::had gotten down behind a random car ‘n puts hands over her head as well::
<RazorSK> ::peeks up as the debris begins to settle::
<JosieLyons> ::slowly raises up as well, peers over car to the direction the being is/was in::
<Commander_Feral> :: peaks out as well, smugness beaming to de’ max :: Hah! Got em’!
<TrinaSK> ::sits up slowly, frowning::
<RazorSK> ::is also frowning::
<Dust> :: clears ::
<Dark_Matter> :: in pieces, each of which sparking with the blackish electricity. Sparks for a little while longer…then ceases ::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::then smiles, at least if it is alive, it now has a new “special friend” instead of him::))
<RazorSK> ::blinkblinks at the pieces, eyes narrow, is curious::
<TrinaSK> ::eyes are rather wide::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::staaaaaaaaaare at pieces, sees one move, eyes grow wide, focusing on it, crouches down, butt wiggles, is juuuuust about to pounce when Josie shakes him:: <Josie> Snap out of it! Honestly… ::rolls eyes:: Toms…))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<JosieLyons> Holy kats… I hope that was the only one of its kind… ::says quietly::
<TrinaSK> That….. stopped it….? ::to herself::
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES!::))
<Commander_Feral> Assess the damage :: orders someone to go and look. Aiy, City Hall is gonna kill him for this one…oh well.::
<RazorSK> ::curious, pads over to the nearest piece cautiously::
<TrinaSK> ::crouches over a piece::
<RazorSK> ::prods it gently with the end of his g-trix, would rather not do so with a toe, needs his toes::
<JosieLyons> ::stays put XD comes out from behind the car, watching Razor, Trina, ‘n the Enforcer::
<Pieces> :: exterior is made out of some kind of leathery synthetic mesh, kind of like kevlar only more tightly knit, so much so that it’s like a mildly reflective surface. Like a black tile floor ::
<JosieLyons> ((<Razor>::pokes it with a stick::))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> ::pokepoke… STAB! eats, chews carefully:: Hmm… Tastes like chicken.))
<TrinaSK> ::frowns, fingers it lightly. She’s wearing gloves. She won’t get cooties::
<JosieLyons> ((::dead:: <Trina> O.o; That IS metal y’know… ::skeered::))
<RazorSK> Weird… ::picks up the piece gingerly::
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<Ling>::would she be called in on this? Since originally it was thought to be a cyberdemon?::
<TrinaSK> What do you think it is? ::to Raze::
<Pieces> :: dont react to being touched. Interior is some kind of biomechanical tissue, laced with lots and lots of transparent wire-like strands ::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> I wear gloves too! Why, my fingerless glove rates as a specially insulated glovatrix to protect my hand from shocks! ::referring to “Night of the Dark Kat” where he said that and *wasn’t* wearing a glovatrix::))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL!!))
<Commander_Feral> ((<Razor> Stupid animators. I swear they WANT me to die…))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> I just say these things so T-Bone won’t fuss when I want to stick my hands in things.))
<RazorSK> ((::LOL!::))
<RazorSK> ::fingers it:: I’m not sure… It’s not a robot.. Not a conventional one anyways… A whole other sort of construct…
<TrinaSK> ::sighs::
<TrinaSK> Like Lyons said, let’s hope this was the only one…
<Ling>::maw heck, we’ll say she was called to it. is the Enforcer Feral told to investigate the remains if that’s alright with Feralmun. goes up behind Trina ‘n Razor, pulls on latex gloves. is worried, hope that WASN’T a cyberdemon… though it was a threat so…:: You might not want to touch that. ::says to Trina ‘n Razor as she kneels down over it. gets out a pair of tweezers ‘n picks a small piece of it up::
<Piece> :: upon being handled by Razor, an object falls out of it, like a lump of coal, except much heavier and much much darker ::
<TrinaSK> ::blinks, turns to Ling::
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> Peeschaw! I’m bioed and adored by dozens. <Ling> You’ve still died on numerous ocassions. <Razor> Shuddup.))
<RazorSK> ::blinks, stoops and reaches for the piece::
<Ling>::drops the piece into an evidence bag. seals it. then peers at Razor hearing something drop::
<JosieLyons> ((::dies!::))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<Piece> :: is warm to the touch, and unusually dark. Almost like it sucks the light in, kinda so it can’t really be seen too incredibly clearly ::
<TrinaSK> ::blinks::
<RazorSK> ::studies it curiously::
<Ling>::narrows eyes, looking at the odd piece in Razor’s paw. notes the way light doesn’t reflect offa it at all. hrms::
<Black Piece> :: issa studied ::
<Ling> May I see that, please?
<RazorSK> ::pulls out a pin light and shines it on the piece:: Uhm… one minute.
<Commander_Feral> :: busy sectioning off the area, making sure that the police tape is put up in the correct fashion ::
<Ling>::waits patiently. notes what Razor’s doing::
<Piece> :: light doesn’t show up on it at all ::
<RazorSK> ((<Feral> Let’s have none of that junk like last time! Honestly, you don’t tie it with granny knots!))
<TrinaSK> ::whispers to Razor:: See if you can’t take a piece of it….
<JosieLyons> ((::dies::))
<RazorSK> Hmm… ::kinda bobs his head as Trina leans over, reaches to finger it, trying to snap off a piece discreetly::
<Ling> You see it too, don’t you? ::reaches out for it with her tweezers XD you need to be sneaky with her. wouldn’t mind Trina taking a piece tho, since she’s legit law enforcement. has nothing against the SKs though.::
<Ling>::just doesn’t want Feral complaining about a bunch of those pieces being spread around the city::
<RazorSK> Yeah… It absorbs light. ::lets her have it, did snap off a little snippet::
<Piece> :: upon being snapped off, makes that blackish electrical jolt between the two pieces, just a small one that disapates as the pieces are separated from one another ::
<Ling>::takes in the tweezers. did she see a jolt? hmmm… puts that into another evidence bag.::
<RazorSK> ::moves over to amble around the site a bit more, but doesn’t touch anything else::
<Ling>::stands:: I think we have it from here. Thanks for all your help. ::to both:: We need to get this area contained and such as quickly as possible, and get the remains of this possible cyberdemon into a secure location.
<TrinaSK> ::issa leaning against the truck, thinking::
<RazorSK> ::nods politely to Ling and goes to Trina:: You should make sure the Megs have a piece of that. I’ll look into what I have, but it’s hardly my field.
<JosieLyons> ::to Trina ‘n Razor:: So you don’t know what it is…?
<Ling>::goes back to Feral:: Commander. ::salutes, shows him the two pieces she picked up. explains about the light sucking one.::
<Commander_Feral> :: ponders this :: Gather up all the evidence. Run it through the labs.
<RazorSK> Not really. It looked like an artificial creature of some sort. ::cocks his head, but decides not to start tossing out any alien theories, doesn’t think it’s likely but wouldn’t be shocked if that were the case, it’s not like it hasn’t happened before::
<Ling> Yes sir. ::motions for a cleanup/containment crew to come over ‘n begin to collect all the pieces::
<JosieLyons> So it’s definitely not a cyberdemon?
<Enforcers> :: begin to comb the area for evidence ::
<RazorSK> ::shakes his head:: Not as we know them anyway.
<RazorSK> But, Dark Kat coulda redesigned them.
<Ling>::supervises. wants to make sure they get every scrap of this thing they can find and put in seperate containers to keep it from any possible remerging::
<TrinaSK> :hrms…:: I’ll see if I can’t get another piece from Enforcer evidence.
<JosieLyons> I hope he hasn’t… ::about DK redesigning them::
<Commander_Feral> ((<DK> :: whistles innocently ::))
<JosieLyons> ((::laughs::))
<RazorSK> Let’s hope not… ::slight shiver, doesn’t want *that* starting up again::
<TrinaSK> ::sighs::
<RazorSK> ((<Dark Kat> Why, my new models will never betra-… <Leomun> I wanna play a next generation CyberDemon that turns on DK. <Sagey> Sure! <Dark Kat> Drat it all!))
<Commander_Feral> ((lol))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<Commander_Feral> :: supervising, a possible victim of the media…::
<JosieLyons> ((::diiies!::))
<JosieLyons> ((<Ann> I’m just fine. ^_^ <Jonny>::laying under a car. still fliming like the trooper he is::))
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD)
<AnnGora> Commander Feral! May I have a word with you? ::shoves mic in his face::
<Jonny>::filming::
<Ann Gora>::and not LITERALLY just y’know, all reporter style XD ::
<Commander_Feral> :: gurk! Stupid media…:: Certainly, ANN. :: mild mild touch of annoyance ::
<Ann Gora> Can you tell us what exactly that was? Was it a cyberdemon or something else?
<RazorSK> ::had been about to leave, ears flicker towards Ann’s voice, listens, curious what Feral will say::
<Commander_Feral> We’re investigating that very prospect as we speak. But, whatever it was won’t be disturbing the peace again any time soon.
<Ling>::also knows the arrays didn’t go off at all with this thing. Feral prolly knows that too, as his mun is the instigator of all this ;D::
<Ann Gora> Do you think there are any more of these mysterious beings?
<TrinaSK> ::arches a brow::
<Commander_Feral> We’ve no reason to suspect so at this time :: raises hand up with index finger in classic Feral-Style :: But, if another one shows itself it’ll be dealt with in similiar fashion.
<JosieLyons> ::listens as well::
<Ann Gora> But what if it’s in a more populated area? Do you have an alternate way of stopping it?
<SypherSK> ::sighs, catching that on TV, this doesn’t bode well for C-Kats:: ((::then makes a note to avoid Prot, her, “Told you so”s will prolly be insufferable for days::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies:: <Prot>::is really insulted. if it IS Dark Kat, wants to know why he didn’t equip them with such nearly indistructability XD::))
<JosieLyons> ((::them being she ‘n the other c-kats::))
<Commander_Feral> :: aiy, stupid reporter she-kat. Always has to ask the tough questions :: As I said, they will be dealt with in the appropriate manner. That’ll be all for now :: Heads away back to the safety of the perimeter police tape. ::
<RazorSK> ((<Prot> I want to terrorize people like that! <Sy> And, get blown up?))
<TrinaSK> ((::dies::))
<Ann Gora> Commander! ::calls after him. sighs realizing he won’t say more. looks into the camera:: Well you heard it here first. This threat has ended. But will there be any new ones? And what of the cyberdemons? Stay tuned to Katseye news for the latest updates on this situation. This has been Ann Gora, Katseye News. ::motions for Jonny to cut it::
<Jonny>::stops filming. heads with Ann back to the news van after getting a few more shots of the sitch::
<TrinaSK> You don’t really think it’s another Cyberdemon? ::to Razor::
<Commander_Feral> :: goes up to Ling :: Get this wrapped up as fast as possible. I’m returning to HQ
<Ling> Right sir. I think we’ve gotten all the evidence from the scene.
<RazorSK> It had some related powers, but… ::shakes his head:: Like I said, it’s not the sort of CyberDemon we know or anything very close.
<JosieLyons> Yeah… this one’s harder to get rid of… ::ears droop::
<JosieLyons> ::goes to check on Leo ‘n wait at the MBI’s car::
<TrinaSK> ::nods, rubs her eyes tiredly::
<RazorSK> ::frowns, looks to Trina::
<TrinaSK> I just don’t know anymore… if this is all Dark Kat’s doing… where does he get the time?
<Commander_Feral> ((<DK> Well, staring at the walls of my cell all day got kinda boring after the first month or so ))
<RazorSK> It’s his only hobby.
<JosieLyons> ((<Dark Kat> I have to do SOMETHING while I”m in prison. ::hides his cyberdemoneasybakeoven under his bed::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOODEAD easy bake oven::))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD))
<TrinaSK> Unfortunately.
<JosieLyons> ((<DK> HOBBY? Psh! Making stainglass sun catchers for my lairs’ windows is a hobby. Evil is my LIFE. ))
<Commander_Feral> ((::dies::))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<RazorSK> But, it might not be him. With the CyberKats public knowledge, maybe someone else is in the business…
<TrinaSK> ::eyes narrow:: Who, is what I’d like to know…
<JosieLyons> ((<Dr.Nowun> Wish it was me… <DK> Ah… finished another one. Look, it’s a pretty skull and crossbones. ^www^ <Nowun>… maybe it IS me and my mun dosen’t know it. ))
<RazorSK> That’s the million dollar question. ::grins faintly::
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD!:: <Nowun> Lookit! ::shows Kooshie his DM Demon army:: <Kooshie> You started without me?! ::eyes tear up::))
<TrinaSK> ::light chuckle::
<JosieLyons> ((::DIES!::))
<TrinaSK> ((::dies:))
<TrinaSK> Where’s T-Bone anyway?
<RazorSK> Family reunion. ::shudders::
<RazorSK> ((<Trina> Oh yeah… I burned that invitation. ::shudders more::))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD!!))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies!::))
<TrinaSK> ::blinks:: He actually WENT? ::whispered::
<RazorSK> ((::DEAD Trina!::))
<TrinaSK> ::in that “is he INSANE?!” tone::
<RazorSK> ::solemn nod:: He had to. His mother said so in her “mean voice.”
<TrinaSK> Eh heh… ::Hee hee! I forgot! Not really::
<RazorSK> ((<Chance> ::on the phone:: Mom… I really don’t want to… ::is suddenly blown back in gust from phone:: <Demonic Voice From Phone> Chance Alexander Furlong, you WILL be at the reunion this weekend or suffer the consequences!!!!!!!!!!))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!!!!!!::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIIIIES:: <Razor> So where’s Jase? <Trina> He musta talked to our aunt and went too.))
<TrinaSK> ((<Jason> Aww, Dad, do we have to? <Dad> You WILL respect your aunt Carmen’s wishes… otherwise, I won’t be there to defend you from her fire-breathing screams of terror. <Jason> O_o;))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD!!))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<RazorSK> Yeah… Scary business.
<TrinaSK> ::snorks:: ‘Least I have an excuse.
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> I NEVER attend family reunions. <Trina> Never? <Razor> ::flatly:: NO. <Trina> Why not? <Razor> I’m the odd one out. The rest of the family is just like Jessie. Think of it. <Trina> Noooooo!))
<TrinaSK> ((::Dead::))
<JosieLyons> ((::diies!!!:: <Clawson Family>::have gun assembly contests, exchange hunting/criminal catching stories, watch Jake ‘n Jessie’s parents’ slide show of the latest NRA meeting they went to:: ))
<TrinaSK> ((::dies!:: <Jake> ::turns white at every “And, this is the time Amy and I went hunting at…”))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))
<JosieLyons> ((<Razor> Last year, I was the one to find the piece of cake with the “winning bullet!” in it. <Trina> Did you get a gift? <Razor> Yeah… a brand new assorted set of grenades. –;))
<RazorSK> ((<Razor> And, a new crown for the lucky molar that found the bullet.))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dead::))
<JosieLyons> ((<Jenna>::looks at mun:: This version of the Clawson family is MUCH better than yours! *I’M* the dangerous weapons fiend and no one understands me! <Mun>… go away.))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD!!!))
<RazorSK> ((::SOOOODEAD!:: <Razor> I don’t see *I* get off any better. I mean, a whole family of NRA nutballs is about on par with my sister marrying my worst enemy who’s into nuclear weapons instead. ::shrug::))
<TrinaSK> ((<Trina> ::grumbles:: Least your son isn’t a self-proclaimed rebel. <Jenna> No… he’s a complete sweetheart… ::falls to her knees:: WHERE DID WE GO WRONG!? ::at least, that what Sagey thinks judging by KS’ and Annu’s piccies of Kyle. Smack me if I’m wrong. XD ::offers bat::))
<TrinaSK> ((::dead, Razor!::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dying!:: No Kyle’s a sweetie XD but he’s a brat until his early teen years.))
<TrinaSK> ((<Jake> Oh, great. You made Cale the complete opposite! A complete angel in his younger years, then he ends up finding out about my records and goes all Metallica on me. <Sage> It’s not THAT bad… <Jake> HE PLAYS INNA ROCK BAND ALREADY! Whatta ya’ want me to think?! <Sage> :places her fanfic Jake in his box::))
<JosieLyons> ((::diies!::))
<RazorSK> ((::DYING::))
<JosieLyons> ((I think we’re done for the night lol ::issa going to beeeed::))
<JosieLyons> ((::huggles y’all:: Night guys! ^_^))
<RazorSK> ((::thinks she’s been half-asleep for the last two hours:: <Razor> ::agrees:: I didn’t even half-talk tonight! <Kris> It spared you saying something DUMB. Be happy.))

Editor’s Note: This is the last of the archived logs for now. Several more years of plots occured, but no one can seem to locate them at the moment. For now, you can skip ahead to the MBI Reset.