2003-06-01

<Protocol> RPG go!
*** _Matt_ is now known as Htargcm
<SypherSK> ::so, had just again attempted to explain the situation to Htargcm, knows it sounds ludicrous and can’t really think of a way to make it seem more plausible::
<Protocol> ::waits for Htargcm’s answer, ’cause Sy I think explained what- yes::
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert_Bexorn> ::waits anxiously, is very tense. Wants to go help his friend and get info for his writing!::
<SypherSK> ((<Prot> It’s really, you twit! I was there! I saw it! <Htargcm> I think you just put yourself in that Macrowave, didn’t you? Your braincells are probably decaying as we speak… <Prot> ::snarls, catches the floor on fire::))
<Protocol> ((::Dies!::))
<Protocol> <Josie> So… do you think you can maybe help and take a look at it?
*** LeoSK is now known as ZechsSK
<Htargcm> Let me think…how about no? You brought me here, and now you want to send me somehwere else that’s probably even farther away from where I need to go?
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> We’ll take you out to eat. <Htargcm> Whatever I want? Can I order the lobster? <Sy> Sure. <Htargcm> Alright. <I guess I can humor these idiots…> ::later:: <Htargcm> ::after looking at DK’s stuff, still thinks it’s a hoax, pokes at this and that:: Okay, all fixed! <Everyone> ::zaps off:: <Htargcm> Whadya know… It works! Huh, maybe I shouldn’t have altered that destination setting…))
<SypherSK> No, we want you to send us.
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((::dead::))
<Htargcm> What makes you think I can?
<Protocol> <Josie> We don’t know if you can, but you’re the most cabable of understanding the equipment.
<SypherSK> We just thought you might be better acquainted with that sort of thing…
<Htargcm> :: eyes Sypher :: Why don’t you do it? I’m sure you can just interface with it and…:: idea comes to mind :: Unless if you can’t anymore…
<SypherSK> I can’t….
<Htargcm> How come? :: interested ::
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert_Bexorn> ::looks curiously at Sypher::
<SypherSK> Because the Enforcers are tracking every move any CyberKat makes.
<Protocol> And because he lost his cyberkat half… like a fool. ::hrmphs:: <Josie>::mrrrs:: Look will you help us or not? We let you stay here and all for free.
<Htargcm> If you’re willing to risk trusting in someone like me to operate some kind of technology then I think that you’d of taken that kind of risk :: and as Prot beats my assumption ;) :: Ah, I thought so.
<SypherSK> ::glances at Prot, wonders if she knows yet that “lost” is an understatement::
<SypherSK> Yes… ::shifts uncomfortably:: I’m a bit low on options.
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert_Bexorn> ::looks very puzzled and anxious::
<Protocol> ::just thinks “it” rebelled against him and took off for good or something::
<Htargcm> Tell me, how was it that your powers were disabled?
<Protocol> Yes, Sypher, do tell of your stupidity. ::boy she’s harsh on him, its the dark matter! somewhat ;D::
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert_Bexorn> I’d like to hear as well.
<Htargcm> :: wants to know if it’s a viable way of using it against Cyberdemons. That kind of info. would be worth all the trouble he’s been put through ::
<SypherSK> I did it myself to hide from the Enforcers. I just did it… the unconventional way and split my CyberKat half off as a seperate entity.
<SypherSK> ((<Htargcm> There’s a conventional way? <Sy> Well, kinda. Prot beta-tested it and she’s still kicking. ::gets knocked thru a wall in a blur of motion:: And, boy… ::slurred speech:: …can she kick hard.))
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((*DIES!*))
<Protocol> ((::dies!:: ))
<Htargcm> So what’s the conventional way?
<SypherSK> Just… pretty much re… designing, I guess the CyberKat in question’s body within the computer. It took me and Matrix both to do it to Protocol… and we only took away her dangerous powers.
<Htargcm> If you show me how to do this, then I’ll help you.
<Protocol> ::glaaaaaare at Sy for that one XD::
<SypherSK> ::blinks:: What would you want to do it for? ::tries to ignore the heated stare of death aimed at his back::
<Protocol> Whot do you think?! So he can go back to his time/world/whotever, and do it to all the cyberkats there. At least he better just KEEP his mitts of of the cyberkats here… unless you want to mess with Matrix or Mainframe or something.
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert_Bexorn> ::now looks VERY confused::
<Htargcm> I have my reasons, many of which have been stated :: crosses arms ::
<Protocol> ((lol <Bexa>::wonders when he’s going to wake up from this dream::))
<SypherSK> ::to McGrath:: If that’s your intent, it can be done… but I don’t know a way without using a CyberKat. And, it’s not exactly a fast, easy process. It’s effective, but not very practical as a weapon.
<Htargcm> I’ll take it.
<Protocol> Good now can we just go already?
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert_Bexorn> ::nods eagerly:: Yes, we should.
<SypherSK> Alright. ::nods, isn’t terribly sure he *wants* that power in McG’s hands, aware it could potentially be twisted to kill CyberKats, but it can’t be helped at the moment::
<Htargcm> So, what is it you need me to do?
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> Why can’t it be helped at the moment? <Symun> Because this plot needs to move and it’s Mattmun. Htargcm isn’t gonna settle for a lollie. Give the kat his deathray… I mean, CyberKat-fixer.))
<Protocol> Come with us to where Dark Kat’s space traveling equipment is, and see if you can send us there.
<Protocol> ((::dies!::))
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((::dead::))
<Htargcm> Fine. Lead the way.
<SypherSK> ::looks to Prot:
<Protocol> Got a vehicle to make the trip faster?
<Htargcm> ((<Sy> uh……<Prot> What kind of agency is this???))
<Protocol> <Josie> Well… we could take my car…
<SypherSK> Yeah… ::mutters a “sorta” under his breath and leads the way to the MBI’s sole vehicle since Shade isn’t around monopolizing it to try to pick up girls::
<Protocol> ((::laughs both::))
<Htargcm> :: as they get there :: What is that? :: perplexed ::
<SypherSK> ::pauses, looks to Josie hopefully, really, is embarrassed to show people that car::
<ZechsSK> ::follows, he’s and interested kat::
<Liz_Stormcrow> Listen children to a story that was written long ago
<Liz_Stormcrow> ’bout a kingdom on a mountain and the valley folk below.
<Liz_Stormcrow> On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone,
<Liz_Stormcrow> and the valley people swore they’d have it for their very own.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
<Liz_Stormcrow> There won’t be any trumpets blowin’ come the judgment day
<SypherSK> It used to be a car. ::pleading look at Josie::
<Liz_Stormcrow> on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
<Liz_Stormcrow> So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill
<Liz_Stormcrow> asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for which they’d kill.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Came an answer from the kingdom: “With our brothers we will share
<Liz_Stormcrow> all the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there.”
<Liz_Stormcrow> Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
<Liz_Stormcrow> There won’t be any trumpets blowin’ come the judgment day
<Liz_Stormcrow> on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Now the valley cried with anger; mount your horses, draw your sword,
<Liz_Stormcrow> and they killed the mountain people, so they won their just reward.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Now they stood beside the treasure on the mountain, dark and red,
<Protocol> ((O_o;__
<ZechsSK> ((::BLINKS::))
<Liz_Stormcrow> turned the stone and looked beneath it. “Peace on earth” was all it said.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
<Liz_Stormcrow> There won’t be any trumpets blowin’ come the judgment day o
<Liz_Stormcrow> n the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((AH!!! Cut that! Cut that! I’m sorry!))
<SypherSK> ((::blinks at flood:: “One Tin Soldier”?))
<Protocol> ((::dies:: the heck was that?))
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert Bexorn> ::has followed, O_o at car::
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((I was copying and pasting song lyrics, and I accidentally pasted them here! I’m sorry!)
<SypherSK> ((Ah! Kies!))
<SypherSK> ::reposts line that got caught in the flood:: It used to be a car. ::pleading look at Josie::
<Protocol> ((<Bexa> Oh my darling Stormcrow, I hope you’ve not gone to heaven with a harp, for I hear your singing voice… <others> O_o; <Protocol> Let poem boy stay behind. ::punt!:: ))
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Robert Bexorn> Are you sure this car is safe?
<Htargcm> It looks like a lavatory…on wheels.
<Protocol> <Josie> ::leads them to HER car:: Yes this is safe. And did what? ::gets in and starts her car up::
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!:: *later on the Zarhabi planet* <Group> ::is trudging across the desert, come upon Bexa with his head buried in the sand:: <Prot> Him again?! <Sy> Hey, YOU punted him here.))
<Protocol> ((::dies!!::))
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((*DIESTWICE*))
<SypherSK> ::tug Htargcm toward Josie’s car:: We’ll, take Agent Lyons’ car.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Listen children to a story that was written long ago
<Liz_Stormcrow> ’bout a kingdom on a mountain and the valley folk below.
<Liz_Stormcrow> On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone,
<Liz_Stormcrow> and the valley people swore they’d have it for their very own.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
<Liz_Stormcrow> There won’t be any trumpets blowin’ come the judgment day
<Liz_Stormcrow> on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
<Liz_Stormcrow> So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill
<Liz_Stormcrow> asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for which they’d kill.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Came an answer from the kingdom: “With our brothers we will share
<Liz_Stormcrow> all the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there.”
<Liz_Stormcrow> Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
<Liz_Stormcrow> There won’t be any trumpets blowin’ come the judgment day
<Liz_Stormcrow> on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Now the valley cried with anger; mount your horses, draw your sword,
<Liz_Stormcrow> and they killed the mountain people, so they won their just reward.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Now they stood beside the treasure on the mountain, dark and red,
<Liz_Stormcrow> turned the stone and looked beneath it. “Peace on earth” was all it said.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
<Liz_Stormcrow> Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
<Liz_Stormcrow> There won’t be any trumpets blowin’ come the judgment day o
<Htargcm> ((Mmm, memorization should follow soon :) ))
<ZechsSK> ((::dies::))
<Liz_Stormcrow> n the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((Not again! I changed it!))
<Protocol> ((:: holy kats girl! why does that keep happening?))
<Htargcm> :: heads over to Josie’s Automobile ::
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((I don’t know! ::kicks herself multiple times::))
<Protocol> ((y’know, you don’t have to keep typing Bexa’s full name. just type Bexa. we know who he is))
<Protocol> ((if that’s what you kept trying to do))
<Liz_Stormcrow> <Bexa> ::looks at Josie’s car, relieved:: I feel much better.
<Liz_Stormcrow> ((yes, that was the problem))
*** Liz_Stormcrow is now known as Robert_Bexorn
<Protocol> ::gets in the passenger’s side::
<Protocol> ((or do that XD ))
<Protocol> <Josie>::waits for them all to get in and stuff before driving where Prot tells her::
<Htargcm> :: gets in the back, at a bit of a loss for space what with Prot being directly in front of him ;) ::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::is squished slightly, looks out the window anxiously::
<SypherSK> ::is squished somewhere in the back::
<Protocol> ::deal with it, dimension boy XD tells Josie where to go, being a backseat driver, annoying Josie to no end, until they finally get there. exits the car:: This way. <Josie>::gets out as well::
<Robert_Bexorn> ((<Josie’s Car> ::is one of those tiny clown-cars:: <Agents and co.> ::are stuffed in the back, faced pressed against the windows:: Help . . .))
<ZechsSK> ::is in there…somewhere::
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<Htargcm> ((<Zechs> :: takes the trunk…but finds he’s locked in :: Uh…guys? Hello? I’m still in here…))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD all::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dies::))
<SypherSK> ((<Zechs> ::feels about to see what’s in there with him:: Oh, good! Someone left a six-pack in here! Now, how to open it… Huh, weird top… ::pop, chug:: AUGH! This is oil!))
<Protocol> ((::dying::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dead ewww::))
<Protocol> ::so goes into whatever place she went in before where they all zapped away::
<Htargcm> :: as mun assumes they arrive at destination…which is in the midst of the middle of nowhere. Josie drive fast ;) ::
<Protocol> <Josie>::follows, apologizes for the cramped space ^^;::
<Robert_Bexorn> ((<Bexa> ::is sticking his head out the window, dog-like, happily:: <Htargcm> ::yanks him back:: My turn to get air! <Sy> ::shoves him away:: I need it more! ::a fight breaks out::))
<Protocol> <Josie>::yes I do XD::
<SypherSK> ((::SOOOODEAD LS!::))
<Protocol> ::or doesn’t then. nothing here?::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::gets out of the car, looks around:: What is this place?
<Protocol> ((::DIIES::))
<Htargcm> It looks like the desert :: dryly ::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::glares at Htarg:: I know that, Mr. Hey-U. ::calls him that to bug him::
<SypherSK> ::squeezes out and looks around::
<Protocol> But… it was different… there was a building and wires and everything…
<Htargcm> All I see is sand, sand and, how surprising, sand again. :: crosses arms ::
<Protocol> <Josie>… did they go along with the troops and such? <Protocol> I don’t know! ::holds her head, getting more angry::
<Robert_Bexorn> Maybe they moved it? They could have hidden it somewhere. ::shrugs:: I don’t know!
<Htargcm> ((<Prot> :: gets more angry…and turns pink! :: <Everyone> AHHHHHH!!! ))
<SypherSK> ::glances at Prot, wonders if she sent them to the right place, she seems to be having probs….::
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> MY EYES! <Zeches> Your eyes? *MY* EYES! <Josie> Shut up, both of you! *Mine* hurt worse!))
<Protocol> <Josie> Maybe this isn’t the place…
<Protocol> ((LOL!))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dies::))
<Protocol> It is the right place! Blast it all we’ll never get there!! Gnar! ::angrily throws a blast at the ground::
<SypherSK> ::jumps at that::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::yelps::
<Htargcm> :: takes a few steps away from the car at the blast :: You know, some say that anger never solves…:: pauses as the sand begins to sink forward where the blast went ::
<SypherSK> ::looks where Htargcm is looking::
<Protocol> <Josie>::gulps, hopes she doesn’t take her anger out on them… then notes the ground::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::looks also, walks a bit closer, poking at the sand with his shoe::
<Htargcm> <Sand> :: sinks downward like water pouring down the drain, quickly accelerating ::
<Protocol> That stupid insane megalomaniac!! I- ::notes the ground and begins backing up:: whot in the?
<SypherSK> ((<Prot> Ah ha! Violence and anger solves everything! See! <Everyone> ::is sucked into a quicksand whirlpool:: <Htargcm> I don’t call this solved… Unless you consider dying a good solution…))
<Protocol> ((::dies::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ::yelps and jumps away:: There’s something down there.
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dead::))
<Htargcm> :: loses balance as the sand under him flows forward :: erk! :: falls forward ::
<SypherSK> ::backs up a few steps, looks at Prot:: Was it underground? Or could it have been… ::blinks:: Htargcm! ::goes to grab at him/the back of his shirt::
<Htargcm> :: goes under :: <Sand> :: soon catches up to them all, probably resulting in similar effects ::
<Protocol> No it wasn’t! ::leaps back, gets caught as well:: <Josie> Sypher! ::grabs onto him, gets pulled too::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::howls for a moment as he gets pulled, gets a mouthful of sand::
<SypherSK> ::is predictably pulled down between the sand and the falling Htargcm… prolly taking Josie with him:: ((<Sy> Okay, we need to work on our human chain rescue move…))
<Protocol> ((LOL!))
<Htargcm> ((<Sy> This looks more like a human pretzel <Prot> Don’t you mean feline?))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dead::))
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> No, I think it’s more a human pretzel shape at the moment. <Prot> What’s the difference in human pretzels? <Sy> Stop asking stupid questions.))
<Protocol> ((::laughs!:: <Bexa> whats a human?))
<Htargcm> ((<Muns> And what happens next? <Matt> And the primary cast of the MBI RPG died instantly. <Muns> … ))
<ZechsSK> ::falls through too:: Gah! What in th–?!
<Protocol> ((::dies!:: <Sage> MATT!!!))
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> ::pops up:: I’m still alive. <Matt> ::hits him:: Shut up and don’t start that joke going again.))
<Protocol> ((<Trina> We loose more megs that was… <Jason> What way? <Trina> Matt’s way… <Kris> my Sypher is gone… ;_; ))
<Htargcm> :: plops down on something hard underneath, like steel plating. Coughs up some sand loogies ::
<Protocol> ((way not was))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((<Katemun> ::hits Matt with a fish:: You shall *not* kill my royal secretary! <LS> ;_; Bexie . . . )
<SypherSK> ((::SOOOODEAD!:: ))
<Protocol> ((::laughin’!::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Protocol> ::sputters and shakes the sand offa herself as she lands:: <Josie> Gah! ::lands dusts self off, shakes sand outta her hair::
<Htargcm> :: looks up :: Underground facility. Looks like you blew a hole in the ceiling.
<Robert_Bexorn> ::flumps down, chokes and spits out most of the desert:: Ack . . . ::shakes sand out of fur::
<SypherSK> ::stands, brushing himself off and trying to clean out his ears::
<Protocol> ::stands up and looks around:: Good! Maybe there’s a back up system here… ::looks around::
<Protocol> <Josie> Is everyone alright?
<Htargcm> ((<Sy> My ears! :: gets that cat-twitch like when you blow air in their ears :: ))
<Protocol> ((LOL!))
<SypherSK> ((::snorks!:: <Sy> And,… all of me! ::goes to sit down and wash, starts by licking the back of his hand:: <Josie> ::grabs and shakes him:: This isn’t the time!))
<Htargcm> ((::snorks::))
<SypherSK> I’m fine. ::swatting sand out of his bangs::
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dies::))
<ZechsSK> ::grumbles, brushing self off:: Fine…
<Robert_Bexorn> ::shaking himself:: I’m all right.
<Htargcm> ((<Everyone> Not the bangs! <Villains> Yes, cut them! They are his weakness! <Sy> … ))
<Protocol> ((::dying::))
<SypherSK> ((<Villains> ::cut bangs:: <Sy> Wow, thanks! Now, I can see so much better! No wonder my punches were always off! ::beats them all up:: <Others> ::blinkblink:: <Prot> Who knew… I thought he just wanted to be a wuss….))
<Protocol> <Josie>::stands and looks around as well::
<Protocol> ::does she find anything there?::
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<Htargcm> <Area> :: is a corridor that visibly leads into that one massive room ::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::looks as well, heads down the corridor, still brushing sand out of his long hair::
<SypherSK> ::follows down the corridor::
<Protocol> ::heads down the corridor into that one massive room XD:: This way. <Josie>::follows::
<Htargcm> :: follows down the corridor…too ::
<SypherSK> ::looks around as he goes::
<ZechsSK> All this..underground..? ::as he follows::
<Htargcm> So, where’s this button that you need me to push?
<Robert_Bexorn> I’ve never heard of anything like this outside of a book . . .
<SypherSK> Hopefully, up ahead… ::to Htargcm::
<Protocol> Just give me a moment to find it… ::looks around inside the massive room::
<Htargcm> <Control Platform> :: from where HD had controlled things from earlier, is in the center ::
<Protocol> Ah ha! ::spots the platform and rushes over to it::
<SypherSK> ((*hours later* ::everything in the room that could be turned on is… lights are flashing, sirens are wailing, the sprinkler system is on full force and a cuckoo has deployed from somewhere sounding the hour:: <Htargcm> I’m not sure all this button-pushing is worth it… <Prot> I’m sure it’s this one!))
<Protocol> <Josie>::looks around inside the room.:: I suppose one could get 1000 troops in here…
<Protocol> ((::diies::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ::nods, goes over to the platform and watches from below::
<Protocol> ::looks it over:: Hard Drive was here… and… there should be a cable which everyone grabbed onto to be transported…
<SypherSK> ::trails behind Prot, still studying the place:: How many bases does he have? ::half to himself, was always given knowledge of DK’s hideouts only when he needed to know to take DK or something of his there::
<Protocol> ::busy looking over the controls:: I only know of a handful myself… this one was new to me the other day…
<Htargcm> <platform> :: lots of buttons etc, but it primarily has two platforms with hand/paw-shaped indents at either side within easy reach ::
<Protocol> ::motions for Htargcm to come over there:: Look. He had the co-ordinates… and I suppose used these prints to operate it or something…
<SypherSK> ::comes over and looks too, but stays back a bit to be out of the way::
<Htargcm> :: looks at it :: It’s some kind of electrical interface. Who used it the first time?
<Protocol> Hard Drive.
<Htargcm> And what exactly is he? A Cyberdemon?
<SypherSK> No, but he can change himself into energy using a suit.
<Protocol> No… he’s a regular biological. ::hrmphs insulted:: With some surge coat that gives him similar powers to cyberdemons.
<Robert_Bexorn> ::to himself:: If I wrote about this, I’d be laughed out of the literary circles.
<Protocol> Well? Can you operate this or not?
<Htargcm> No. I don’t possess the power to make things go achorent.
<SypherSK> <Oh, crud…>
<Protocol> ::looks at Sypher, then to Htargcm:: you mean… that’s the only way to operate this? O_o;
<SypherSK> ::wincing face::
<Protocol> <Josie>::with Bexa ‘n Zechs… heard that. <Oh no…>::
<Htargcm> From what i can tell this thing’s only a big transmitter. And those :: pointing at either side :: are generator hubs, for the use of large amounts of power.
<Protocol> Wait, they used me when powered up with dark matter to transport us from one side of the planet to another, and to send me back here!
<Protocol> Can’t I do the same?
<Protocol> With this?
<Robert_Bexorn> ::looks interested::
<Htargcm> I don’t know. Did you take them achoerently?
<SypherSK> ::blinks, didn’t think Prot could go acoherent::
<Protocol> ::shrugs:: I don’t know… it was sort of forced apon me… ::grrs a bit:: but perhaps I did…
*** ZechsSK has quit IRC (Exit: I’m only thirteen levels away from finishing this game. So I either finish my game or make you wish I was never born.)
<Robert_Bexorn> ((?))
<Protocol> ((lol he prolly got d/ced))
<Htargcm> I think that you were just the powersource. Hard Drive was present at all these “transmissions,” right?
<Protocol> ::nods:: Yes.
<SypherSK> ((<Zeches> ::got lost trying to find the base’s bathrooms::))
<Protocol> ((::dies!::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((LOL))
<Htargcm> Well, then the answer’s simple. You need Hard Drive, or at least someone capable to making things go achoherent.
<Htargcm> ((of not to))
<Protocol> <Josie>::sighs:: easier said than done… all the cyberkats are out of town because of the arrays…
<SypherSK> ::wonders if he could find Static, but she’s been AWOL for over a month::
<Robert_Bexorn> ::wishes Stormcrow were here, wonders if her teleportation could do anything::
<SypherSK> ((<Jessie> ::is vacuuming, something she hasn’t done in a month and a half:: Crud… This thing isn’t picking up anything! I wonder if something’s stuck in the hose….))
<Htargcm> ((:snorks::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dies::))
<Protocol> ((::Dead::))
<Protocol> Whot if… I got my cyberkat powers back… ::looks at Sypher mainly::
<SypherSK> ::looks back at her:: You know I can’t do it like I am now…
<Protocol> Isn’t there ANYWAY to that doesn’t require being inside a computer?
<Protocol> ((to do that^))
<SypherSK> Well, just acoherently, but I can’t do that either.
<Protocol> Great! ::throws her paws in the air and shoves past them off the platform:: Now whot are we supposed to do?! Your agent and that girl will most likely perish up there! Especially if Dark Kat either finds out they’re there to stop him, or if he doesn’t hold true to his promises. Heck that planet can’t sustain much life for very long!
<Robert_Bexorn> ::chokes:: Oh gods . . .
<SypherSK> ::tries to contact Static… or even Freq, eh, anybody::
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> ::gets Shrap who declines because he’s busy impersonating a blender::))
<Htargcm> :: listens to that statement :: …for long?
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dies::))
<Protocol> No! ::turns around to face them:: Its barren! The rotation of the Zarhabi planet has stopped, putting one side in perpetual darkness, and the other in sunlight. Since life cannot sustain itself in darkness much less constant heat, its dying. The water is nearly if not all gone, most of the inhabitants have gone, its just a big ball of sand with empty coral shells of buildings!
<SypherSK> Oh, crud….
<Htargcm> No water. :: ponders this :: You can’t survive long without it…so that means…he’ll have to come back…
<SypherSK> ((<Dark Kat> I like conquering dead people. Makes it so much easier.))
<Robert_Bexorn> ::looks up at that:: How can they stop a planet’s rotation?
<Protocol> Well he didn’t look too eager to do that when I left.
<Protocol> ::to Bexa:: I don’t know how it happened, some cataclysmic (sp?)) event must of occured.
<SypherSK> But, he has to survive himself somehow…
<SypherSK> ((<Sy> Like Dark Kat’s arrival? <Prot> I thought of that, but our planet manages to turn with him on it, so I guess that wasn’t it.))
<Protocol> ::shrugs:: Yes he does. He promised those troops some sort of payment, and land each, but who’d want a bloody plot of sand?
<Protocol> ((::dies dead people::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ::to Prot:: It has to be mechanical; nothing natural would make a satelite stop rotating.
<Protocol> ((::diiesagain::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::diesatall!::))
<Protocol> Well whotever the reason it stopped rotating.
<SypherSK> ::frowns, thinking:: I’m sure Dark Kat has no problems in leaving the others there to die if he has no more use for them… But, he always has a way out for himself….
<Protocol> They have enough supplies to last for perhaps a week or so… but the planet doesn’t offer much more than that. Don’t know whot Dark Kat has for himself. But even he can’t last there forever.
<Protocol> ::smirks:: Be funny to see them all revolt against him.
<Robert_Bexorn> ::smiles at that::
<Htargcm> That doesn’t sound very smart, and from what I hear this “Dark Kat” isn’t what you’d call completely stupid if he’s pulled something like this off. He must be routing supplies.
<SypherSK> ::blinks:: Getting them sent in from somewhere? ::looks around:: Obviously not here…
<Htargcm> Maybe he’s using an alternative energy source. Did you see anything over there that could be used as such?
<SypherSK> ::turns to look around::
<Robert_Bexorn> Perhaps he has contacts down here?
<Protocol> Well there was a fusion station there that the Zarhabi’s once used…
<Htargcm> Fusion? What element were they breaking down for the reaction?
<Protocol> ((uh mun forgets XD))
<Htargcm> ((<Prot> Dunno, but I grabbed a lot of it and now I’m MEGA-PROT, GNAR! ))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((::dies::))
<Protocol> ((::diies:: okay okay XD don’t pick on me, I’m hanging on by a bottle of mylanta XD))
<Protocol> I believe it was dark matter, as I found a huuuge lot of it there.
<Htargcm> Dark Matter?
<Protocol> Yes… ::huffs:: let me show you… if I can… ::concentrates, tries to remove a piece of it from onna her paws::
<Robert_Bexorn> O.O
<SypherSK> ::watches::
<SypherSK> ((<Prot> ::coughs up a piece:: There, see. ::tries to hand it to him:: <Htargcm> Gross!))
<Protocol> ((::dies ew!::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((lol))
<Htargcm> :: blinks ::
<Protocol> ::since she has loads of it in her system, manages to take a piece out. no is not nasty or anything. XD holds it up:: This. This is dark matter. ::hesitantly hands it to Htargcm. feels some energy leave as well, prolly shrinks a bit in size::
<Htargcm> :: takes it :: I’ve never heard of it
<Robert_Bexorn> This is amazing . . .
<Protocol> Its naturally from the Zarhabi planet, which is why you’ve never heard of it.
<SypherSK> ::blink, so that’s where it’s from::
<Protocol> I discovered, or rather Sypher did, that it can restore, almost, a cyberkat’s properties when they’re powers were taken away.
<Protocol> Which explains my new look. ::smirks::
<Robert_Bexorn> What happens when it comes in contact with a . . . non-CyberKat?
<Protocol> Nothing.
<SypherSK> Except radiation poisoning…
<Robert_Bexorn> ::backs away slightly::
<Htargcm> O_o :: hands it back at hearing that ::
<SypherSK> ((<Prot> See? Nothing to write home about.))
<Protocol> Well if one holds onto it long enough. ::grins wide at their reactions. takes it back, and absorbs it once again with a smile::
<Protocol> ((( XD))
<Htargcm> Well, anyway. You’ll have to find out how Dark Kat’s getting supplied. Once you find that out, you should be able to find a way to get there.
<Protocol> Oh wonderful. Not like its that simple… ::huffs:: Unless he left some sort of clue around here… ::ponders::
<Htargcm> <Area> :: is clueless ;) ::
<SypherSK> ::is too, ponders::
<Protocol> ((<Prot>::destroys Area::))
<Protocol> <Josie> Well nothing much here…
<Robert_Bexorn> There doesn’t seem to be any further chambers.
<Protocol> ::sighs:: We could check the few lairs of his I know of… but he wouldn’t send me back knowing I knew where to find his supply route…
<Htargcm> Well, in that case, since nothing can be done here, we should return. I’d like to get a head start on that Cyberdemon project.
<Protocol> Ha! You didn’t do a thing, no cyberdemon knowledge for youuuu. ::starts off to the door::
<SypherSK> ::is thinking, wondering if there’s anyway to get his powers back maybe whilst showing Htargcm how to do the opposite.. and hoping he won’t use his knowledge for evil and such::
<Htargcm> ((<Htarcgm> But Evil is Good in Bizzaro-er, I mean, my world ))
<Protocol> ((::dead::))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Robert_Bexorn> ::sighs:: Why did I have to be a writer? Why couldn’t I be a physicist? ::he’s upset because he’s useless, his mun can’t think of anything to do with him::
<Htargcm> ((lol, anyone else getting tired?))
<Protocol> ((I ayum…))
<Robert_Bexorn> ((no, just bored))
<SypherSK> ((What was your first clue? <Matt> The lack of dumb jokes. <Krismun> Drat it… I’m too obvious.))
<Protocol> ((LOL ::tummy been wonky all night… needs more mylanta but must wait::))
<Protocol> <Josie>::at any rate, she’ll drive ‘em all back in her cramped car to the MBI::