The Strange Case of the Zebra Pants

Note: This plot is not an official chat log, just some late night silliness. It’s rated PG-13 for the horrific sight of Dark Kat in his boxers, toilet hugging sessions by Sypher, bad dance moves,… and the mere thought of the zebra pants. <MattSK> ((So, is that all? Or is there more plotting gonna be done?))
<Protocol> ((methinks Sagemun has a amusement plot thing plot?))
<TrinaSK> ((Dunno. Wha’ you guys think? ))
<SypherSK> ((I thought they were all amusement plots?))
<TrinaSK> ((I’m open ta’ ideas))
<MattSK> ((<Kris> :: prepares to do a “Matt is Special” pun :: <Matt> Ha! Beat you again!))
<Roxie_Ryaan> ((::laughs:: Again, again! WB! <Matt> Ty. <me> Wb! <Matt> Ty. <me> WB!@!@ <everyone> ::beat Klawzmun:: Shaddap! <Matt> ^_____^ Ty! )))
<TrinaSK> ((:dies, KRIS!::))
<TrinaSK> ((DEAD Klawzie!))
<SypherSK> ((::dying::))
<Protocol> ((::dies::)
<Roxie_Ryaan> ((::bounce. wait for new plot, or whatever. ^_^ :: ))
<MattSK> ((Well, should the OOC craziness begin?))
<MattSK> ((or is it IC? ;) ))
<TrinaSK> ((I thought it did. ;) ))
<Protocol> ((LOL))
<TrinaSK> ((Well, if you wanna start it…. ::grabs ice cubes and tosses them down Matt’s shirt::))
<MattSK> ((<Matt> :: melts :: <Ice Cubes> :: stay frozen ::))
*** MattSK is now known as Melted_Matt
<Protocol> ::zwooooooooop mun waits for somethin’ to happen as she goes back “home”::
<Protocol> ::Prot that is::
<TrinaSK> ::drives them all to dinnah at… insert restaurant name here::
<Dark_Kat> :: issa in his boxers sitting in his Dark Chair(c) watching TV on his TV of Doom(c) ::
<Protocol> ((<DK> I heard there’s treasure at the new Manx Amusement Park. I want you to scare all the customers away and find it. <Prot> … oh come on!))
<LeoSK> ((Ewwwwwww!!!!!))
<Protocol> ::nooooo! not his boxers of Doom ™::
<Dark_Kat> :: more like Boxers of Death(r) ::
<SypherSK> ::digs into whatever food is set before him::
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<SypherSK> ((<Leo> SY! That’s my hand! ::was only reaching for the salt::))
<Protocol> ::arrives there and O.O!? <He’s in his bloody knickers…> tries not to look disgusted XD::
<TrinaSK> So tell us a bit more about yourself, Roxie.
<Dark_Kat> It’s about time you returned. Someone stole my cloak!
<LeoSK> ((WHO would want that!?))
<Dark_Kat> ((btw, this is just random silliness, right?))
<Protocol> ((::diies:: I hope so XD))
<TrinaSK> ((Shua! ))
<Dark_Kat> ((Excellent ))
<LeoSK> Mmmm…..Chicken! ::digs in::
<Protocol> It wasn’t stolen… it was sent out for drycleaning sir… Don’t you… have another one to put on? <gaaaaaah put on something else please!>
<Dark_Kat> But, long before my cloak was stolen my pants mysteriously disappeared. Protocol, your mission, whether or not you want to accept it, is to solve the mystery of my missing pants!
<Protocol> ::twitches:: Your… missing pants sir?
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::faint blush:: Ah. I’m from the outskirts of MKC. This is actually my second week here..
<Dark_Kat> Did I st-st-st…mispronounce my words? ???
<LeoSK> You’ll love it!…’cept for when a living snot ball attacks yer car…
<TrinaSK> Different li… ::pauses, looooooks out the restaurant window, sees a pair of pants go by… LARGE pants… without any owner::
<Pants> :: are ordering dinner ::
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::blinks:: ….
<TrinaSK> ::is staring ahead, stupefied:
<SypherSK> ::sees pants, looks back at meal::
<Roxie_Ryaan> Interesting, ah… wildlife you have here.
<LeoSK> ::see the pants, drops chicken finger:: Oh…my…err…
<Protocol> No siiir… ::sighs:: I shall search for your missing pants. Um… where did you last see them? ::trying not to stare at his bare Dark Chest (R) thinks he got crumbs or something on it ::
<Dark_Kat> :: leans over, revealing his Dark Hairy Back(R), grabs a photograph, then leans back into his chair :: Here’s a picture of them
<TrinaSK> ::looks down, shoves her plate forward:: Yeah.. the wildlife is enough to keep you thin… ::making a face::
<SypherSK> ((<Dark Kat> ::is so scary and flabby both his Dark Chest and Back have to be rated R::))
<Protocol> ::iiiiiinches slowly to him takes photos:: I see… Zebra Striped… <must be his pimpin’ pants ™> Right on it sir! ::zaps outta there disgusted::
<Dark_Kat> ((::DEAD!::))
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Dark_Kat> and don’t forget my neon green fluffy boa cape too!
<Protocol> Yes siiiiiir! ::fleees for her life… zaps downtown to look for ze pants and the boa::
<Pants> :: then for no reason, start dancing on the table-top ::
<TrinaSK> ::ba-links, frantically looks for her handgun::
<SypherSK> ::looks to Trina:: You want me to zap them?
<Hand gun> :: seen nearby, is a gun in the shape of a hand ::
<Protocol> ::leaps outta powerlines goes solid. walks around asking if anyone’s seen these fashion risk items. finally gets a lead. heads to the restaurant::
<TrinaSK> Just do it. ::to Sy::
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::horrified stare at the pants::
<SypherSK> ::blasts at pants::
<Pants> :: get hit with the discharge, electrified, then start to shake and shudder, glowing all of a sudden ::
<TrinaSK> Uh oh… ::stands up:: I don’t like this…
<Protocol> ::bursts in the restaurant:: Ah ha! ::whistles for the pants. wonders where the neon green boa is::
<LeoSK> This…is not good..
<Pants> :: hear Prot’s whistle, shoot at her, and magically re-size and attaches itself to er’ ::
<Protocol> Wark! Get offa me you stupid pants! ::embarrassed to be seen wearing such things!::
<TrinaSK> ::bliiiiinks at Prot::
<SypherSK> ::blinkies::
<TrinaSK> ::then just busts out laughing::
<LeoSK> Ewww…
<SypherSK> That’s just weird.
<Dark_Kat> ((:: just dies :: Zebra pants…))
<Protocol> <OMG these were ON Dark Kat before?! AAAIIIIIEEEEEEEAAAAAH!>
<Protocol> ::dances around trying to get them off XD::
<Roxie_Ryaan> …….
<LeoSK> ::just chuckles:: This is great…
<Pants> :: take control of Prot’s legs, and makes her feel the urge…to dance ::
<TrinaSK> ::laughs even harder, sinks her head into her arms::
<Protocol> O.o!? ::whoa is dancin’! Cyberkats Don’t Dance remember? XD::
<Protocol> ::trying to pull off the britches! XD::
<Pants> :: start to moonwalk ::
<TrinaSK> ((<Voice outta nowhere> Dance Dance Revolution! The crowd loves you! … Did you have breakfast this morning?! Are you a monkey?!))
<LeoSK> Uhmm…Lt.? Do we help her…or get pop-corn..either wa–…..that’s just not right..
<TrinaSK> ::is still snickering:: We might as well help her…
<LeoSK> ((NO MAKE FUN OF DDR!!!!::TACKLES SAGE!::))
<TrinaSK> ((AYIEEE!!))
<Protocol> (((::diiies::))
<Roxie_Ryaan> …… This is where the rest of the restaurant staff comes out and sings along, right?
<TrinaSK> I should hope not…
<SypherSK> ::now he’s laughin’::
<Protocol> ::starts cursing! XD and gives the pants a good ZAP!::
<Restaurant Staff> :: abruptly breaks into the climax of a broadway musical, with the pants forcin’ Prot to dance in the front ::
<Protocol> O___o;;
<TrinaSK> ::laughs even harder!::
<Dark_Kat> :: radios Prot ::
<LeoSK> This…is…so…very…wrong…
<Protocol> <What IS it SIR?!>
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::stunned expression::
<Dark_Kat> Oh! Now I remember! I didn’t lose those pants, I got rid of them! Silly me…
<SypherSK> ::is beating his fist on the table now, laughing::
<Protocol> <Sir… permission to speak frankly?>
<SypherSK> ::nopes, doesn’t feel sorry for her… she did try to blow him up after all::
<Dark_Kat> Denied :: hangs up ::
<Protocol> … ::YOOOOOOWLS and starts to SHRED at the pants! XD::
<Pants> :: start to get torn into pieces, being rent into pieces ::
<LeoSK> Lt….I didn’t think a show’d come with dinner..
<Pants pieces> :: lay on the floor motionless…or do they? ;) ::
<TrinaSK> I thought it was amusing. ::snickering, wipes away her tears::
<Protocol> ::pants (ha pun!) and growls at them all:: Oh DO shut UP!
<SypherSK> Encore!
<Pants pieces> :: abruptly shoot up and start to whirl around Prot. ::
<Protocol> ::goes acoherent! grrrs::
<Pants pieces> :: swirl around, then shoot towards…Sy! ::
<TrinaSK> Meeps! ::dives outta the way::
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::attempts to shove Sy away::
<Dark_Kat> ((<Roxie> :: shove :: <Sy> :: fall over :: <Everyone> :: laugh ::))
<Protocol> ::sighs with relive::
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<TrinaSK> ((<Trina and Roxie> ::as both are sitting on either end of Sy, both shove him aside… and end up both on the floor with Sy still in his seat::))
<Protocol> ::relief. stop making me typo Roxmun ;D::
<SypherSK> ::diiiiives too::
<Protocol> ((::dead!::))
<SypherSK> ((::dying::))
<LeoSK> ack! ::gets under table!::
<Dark_Kat> :: swirl around, and zoom in on Trina, attaching themselves and reforming into pants anew ::
<TrinaSK> GAH!!! ::rolls!::
<Roxie_Ryaan> (( ::dying::))
<Pants> :: suddenly found worn by Trina ;) ::
<SypherSK> ((<Trina> ::sets pants on fire…then stops, drops, and rolls::))
<Protocol> ::phew goes solid again:: Later!
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<Roxie_Ryaan> (((<Sypher> Are those hot pants, or are you just glad to see me? XD <Trina> Stop laughing and put it out put it out!!! <Leo> ^__^ ::sing-song:: Liar, liar, pants on fire! <Trina>::roll in breadcrumbs:: >_<;;; ))
<Protocol> ((::diiiies::))
<Dark_Kat> ((lol ))
<Protocol> ::zaps outta there as mun gonna just watch XD::
<SypherSK> ((<Trina> ::runs in circles:: Put me out! Put me out! <Waiter> ::tosses her outta door::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Roxie_Ryaan> ((::deeead::))
<TrinaSK> GET THEM OFF!! ::tries to rip them off::
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<Dark_Kat> :: abruptly busts into the restaurant thru a wall, in his boxers still :: Where’s my pants???
<SypherSK> ::isn’t sure if he should help or not… I mean, think of how that’d look in public!::
<Protocol> ((::DIIIES DK OMG::))
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::STARE:: …woah. Gnasty.
<SypherSK> ::then STARES at DK, twitches::
<TrinaSK> Oh, for Pete’s sake… :small voice::
<Dark_Kat> What are you staring at? :: flexes ::
<Protocol> (((<DK’s boxers>::have lil’ cartoon bombs on ‘em. even have a self destruct button someplace too!::))
<TrinaSK> MY EYES!!!! ::covers her eyes::
<TrinaSK> ((::SODEAD::))
<Dark_Kat> Ah-Hah! you have them! :: dives for Trina ::
<LeoSK> ::BLINK::I think I’ll be sick….
<Dark_Kat> :: when diving it’s pretty much the same effect as a landslide with dK ::
<SypherSK> ::pulls baggie from beneath table and uses it::
<TrinaSK> ::screams, dives outta the way::
<Dark_Kat> :: has too much momentum, shoots past Trina and crashes thru another wall ::
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::ears go flat. eyes go wide with terror:: … That was the most traumatizing thing I’ve seen in … at least twenty minutes.
<TrinaSK> O_o;;;;;;
<TrinaSK> ::grabs a steak knife and tries to rip pants off::
<Dark_Kat> :: comes clamoring back, crashing thru ANOTHER wall in the process :: Gimme my pants back or else I’ll have to take drastic measures!
<Pants> :: won’t come off ;) ::
<SypherSK> ((<Trina> ::buys a goat to eat the pants:: <Goat> ::see pants:: Baaaah! ::runs::))
<LeoSK> ::covers eyes, still under table:: I’m scarred for life…
<Protocol> ((::diiiies Sypher barfed::))
<Dark_Kat> ((::ROFL!::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD::))
<TrinaSK> Crud…! ;;looks to Dark Kat, is horrified, again::
<SypherSK> ::flings baggie at DK::
<Baggie> :: gets lodged in one of DK’s rolls ::
<Roxie_Ryaan> …… ….oh that is just too sick…
<Protocol> ((::dying so hard at this alllll::))
<Dark_Kat> That does it, you asked for it! prepare to be horrified beyond imagination!
<LeoSK> ::closes eyes and covers them::
<Dark_Kat> :: looks over his shoulder :: Music!
<LeoSK> ((<Dark>::does the macerana!::))
<Dark_Kat> :: begins to do the Macerana ::
<TrinaSK> ::flops back inna faint:
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<SypherSK> ::shivers, gets another bag::
<Protocol> ::oh crap… he means me I’m sure. zaps behind DJ table plays macarena::
<LeoSK> ((….EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
<Dark_Kat> When I dance they call me Dark-orino, because I’m uh…something something something, uh, yeah! Yee-haw! :: trying to sing in tune to it ::
<Roxie_Ryaan> ::watches, entranced and stupefied by DK’s jelly shaking macarena::
<TrinaSK> ::issa curled up inna ball, shivering::
<Dark_Kat> ((<Sy> :: this time gets the bag for himself ::))
<Protocol> I act like a nut so they call me macadamia? ::grins mun loved Amimaniacs version of this::
<Dark_Kat> Mmm, macadamia…:: drools ::
<SypherSK> ::has now found a portable toilet to hug::
<Protocol> ::tosses DK a bowl of macadamia nuts::
<Protocol> ::so he’ll frikkin’ SHUT UP XD::
<Dark_Kat> :: issa tossed? That’s one feat of strength there, hits the bowl with such a force that he keeps on going and disappears into a hole that continues downward seemingly forever ::
<TrinaSK> ::shivering, wants those pants to get away from her::
<Dark_Kat> ((oh, thought it was “Tosses DK into a bowl of Macadamia nuts” ))
<Dark_Kat> ((oh well ;) ))
<Protocol> ::nooo she tossed the bowl to hi- nevermind. yeeeehaw! tossed DK!:: I’ve had enough of you sir! I QUIT! ::good thing this isn’t for reals XD::
<Dark_Kat> You can’t quit, you’re fired! :: from the hole ::
<Protocol> Until you start acting like a… criminal! I’m taking over! ::puts on DK’s huge now clean robe!::
<SypherSK> ((<Prot> ::struts around… then trips over huuuuge robe::))
<Robe> :: abruptly turns Zebra colors :: <DK> ::from the hole :: I anticipated your defiance, Protocol <Robe> :: starts to give Prot the urge to…dance::
<Protocol> ((LOL!))
<Protocol> ((::DIIIES noooo!::))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<LeoSK> ((<Prot>…wait….No…::is eternally lost in the cloak::))
<Protocol> Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- ::takes breath:: ooooooooooooooooo- ::swallowed by the robe. vanishes!::
<TrinaSK> ::manages to squeeze outta the pants, runs back to the table to hide, still in her uniform;:
<Dark_Kat> ((::issa GONE ::))
<SypherSK> The robe ate her! ::hang over toilet again::
<Roxie_Ryaan> ((( ::Diees:: )))
<TrinaSK> That’s… the last time I come to eat here… ever.
<Dark_Kat> :: abruptly rushes up thru the floor, grabs his pants and puts them on :: Yes! I got my pants back!
<Roxie_Ryaan> That’s the last time I *eat* ever… ::shove away plate of fries::
<Dark_Kat> :: starts to dance, Egyptian style ::
<Protocol> ((<Dark Kat> Now I just need mah pimpin’ cane and hat and I’ll be Dynomite! ::snaps fingers::))
<TrinaSK> Guh… ::shivers:: That’s it. CHECK PLEASE!
<Dark_Kat> ((::DEAD!::))
<Dark_Kat> Wait, don’t go! You haven’t seen my Village People impression yet!
<SypherSK> ::clings to Trina::
<LeoSK> Can we leave now??
<Dark_Kat> Macho Macho Kat! :: does the dance :: I wanna be, a Macho Kat!
<Protocol> ((::dying Matt::))
<TrinaSK> ::pays, grabs Sy by the wrist:: We’re outta here!!! ::runs out::
<SypherSK> ::is happily drug along::
<LeoSK> ::RUNS!!!!!::
<Protocol> ((<Leo and Roxie> Hey! What about us! ::hurry out after:: <Dark Kat> No one… loves the dance? ::river dances, place comes down in quake he produces::))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<LeoSK> ((DEAD!))
<TrinaSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Dark_Kat> ((ROFL!))
<Dark_Kat> :: literally brings down the house ::