Session Start: Thu Jul 11 21:53:32 2002
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<Jacie> <I'm a little scatter-brained tonight anyway. My sis, bro-in-law and 2 nephews have been living with me a week. Now they're talking about building an extension onto our house and living there permanently. ;)>
<DWFred> lol
<Jacie> <COuld you hear my scream down in Georgia?>
<TheBrig> <Lousy *&%^! med transport driver only secured me in back with the seatbelt and shoulder strap NOTHING on the chair so when she braked Newton's laws of notion  squesshed me >
<TheBrig> <:-)>
<Jacie> <Ooooo, ouch Cody. Are all your parts back in their original place?>
<DrGymll> Gee Whiz Cody, that sounds awful.
<TheBrig> <The only thing that makes me angry is that if she had secured the chair properly I wouldn't have been hurt , gr>
<Jacie> This is why I am a loud-mouth bossy patient. ;)
<DWFred> I'll never tell:-)
<TheBrig> <oh I filed a report with the VA transportation offices>
<DrGymll> That was probably a good idea, Cody.
<IrishTCat> <<Remind me not to get any more hamsters >> 
<DrGymll> No more hamsters Irish, you must resist the temptation.
<TheBrig> <you could just buy a snake, muah hahaha>
<Jacie> Hamsters are fine. You just need more cats, Rob. ;)
<DrGymll> Get one of those guinea pigs like on the Blockbuster ads....
<DWFred> You're not trying to IM me, are you Jen?
<Jacie> No, not Ninja Mice!
<Jacie> No, David.
<IrishTCat> I just lose my temper too easily with the little rats 
<DrGymll> I have all these horrible scenarios flashing through my brain after that last remark...
<DWFred> lol
<TheBrig> :-)
<Jacie> Ok guys. I'm caught up on the script now. Can we do another CASTING CALL and get underway?
<IrishTCat> Especially when they bite me 
<Jacie> <==== Doctor 10 (sub for Tuna)
<DWFred> <=========Fred and Lyle (Invisible Kid)
<DrGymll> like Ozzy biting the head off a bird, only its a green cat decapitating a hamster.
<IrishTCat> <<---Theta 
<DrGymll> <====DrGymll
<TheBrig> <Thus always is the path of rodents, there's a reason they are named after teeth>
<IrishTCat> <<-- Irish T((aka Robert The Hamster Slayer) Cat
<Jacie> <=== Braniac as well
<IrishTCat> <<Lil Ravioli just broke something in his back so I'm going to have to kill him :( >> 
<Jacie> <Unclaimed roles are Ultra Boy, and the baddies Molecule Master and Mystery Man. Any takers?>
<TheBrig> <urgh>
<DrGymll> <<bummer>>
<DWFred> <you're sick, rob>
<Jacie> <Bad guys are in the ending only.>
<DrGymll> <<Not sure how much longer I can stay, have to get off when my daughter gets home from work>>
<IrishTCat> <<No It wasnt my fault  >> 
<Jacie> <if no one claims them, then it is Play As Needed.>
<DWFred> <just giving you a hard time, rob>
<DWFred> <okey dokey, we'll get rolling then, play as needed>
<TheBrig> <I'll try anyone that's slow ;-)>
<Jacie> <Ok Mary. We'll do play as needed then and get started. Sorry we're so late.>
<DWFred> <I'm going to roll the credits now>
<IrishTCat> <<Sniff Sniff  he wasnt big enough to eat yet  >> 
<Jacie> <PLACES PEOPLE! QUIET BEHIND THE CURTAIN PLEASE.>
<DrGymll> <<eee, gad..>>
<DWFred> <<<The New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation>>>
<DWFred> <<<Revenge of the Time Trapper - Part Two>>>
<DWFred> <<<by David A. Sharpe>>>
<Jacie> @ = Infirmary
<DrGymll> @ Busily working on two newest patients...
<DWFred> @ :::Fred wakes up to see a bright ceiling above her::
<Jacie> @ ::Doctor's mind drifts from a cloudy dark haze to a brilliant glare of clean white light::
<Jacie> @ ::blinks repeatedly readjusting his vision to the new surroundings::
<DWFred> @ Doctor? Irish? Where are you?
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish sits on the Doctor's chest asleep :: 
<DrGymll> @::continues fanning Fred with one arm, conducting a body scan of the Dr with the other, and taking notes with the third::
<IrishTCat> @ M e o w  ?  ::Irish opens one eye sleepily :: 
<Jacie> @ ::focuses on the rows of medibeds beside him, then to the curious beeping device being waved across his torso::
<DrGymll> ::Turns to Fred:: You are in the Legion Infirmary, young lady::
<DWFred> @ :::she begins looking around, sees a three-armed purple man standing near her:::
<Jacie> @ Oh hello, matron. ::groggily:: Am I in one piece?
<DWFred> @ I am?  Am I okay?
<Jacie> @ ::padding himself to be sure, two arms, two legs, a head, two beating hearts, seems good::
<DrGymll> @ To Irish: Really, cat, if you would get off this fellow's chest here, I could do a better examination!
<TheBrig> <geesh, am I the only one getting this weird invites from people not even in the room?>
<DWFred> @ Are you the doctor then?
<IrishTCat> @ Meow Meow Meow   :: Irish ignores the Doctor :: 
<Jacie> <Yup.>
<DrGymll> @ To Dr: Yes, I am, and you are?
<DWFred> <i'm getting the usual weird IMs from people>
<DrGymll> <none for me>
<TheBrig> <test>
<DWFred> @ I'm Winnifred Stephanie O'Connell. You can call me Fred.
<IrishTCat> << 9 out of 10 >> 
<DrGymll> @ ::Pushes cat off Dr's chest::
<Jacie> <You can set mIRC to ignore all chat requests. DCC | Options | Ignore All>
<DWFred> @ :::she looks around further, sees a familiar figure nearby:::
<DrGymll> @ ::Continues scan of Dr:: Hummm.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish just spring back up :: 
<DWFred> @ :::to IK::: I saw you at the museum.
<IrishTCat> @ Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow  .. 
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<DrGymll> @ ::To cat:: Irritating beast, but at least I got the scan completed
<Jacie> <Whoops. Methinks Cody pressed the wrong button.>
<DWFred> @ IK> Yes you did.  :::smiles::: I'm Lyle Norg, aka Invisible Kid.
<IrishTCat> @ I know you are ..  
<Jacie> <Now you know why our nuclear arms arsenal doesn't use Windows.>
<DrGymll> @ ::Shakes hand with Fred and addresses the DR.:: And your name sir?
<DWFred> @ :::looks around and sees Irish:: Ah, there you are!
<IrishTCat> @ Of course I am use to being annoyed by lesser beings 
<DWFred> @ ::shakes Dr. Gym'll's hand::::
<Jacie> @ ::lifting his weary head:: I am the Doctor.
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<DrGymll> @::Raises eyebrows:: A talking cat, oh bother.
<DWFred> <wb Cody>
<Jacie> <Hey Cody. Press the wrong button?>
<TheBrig> <test>
<TheBrig> <ty>
*** Jacie sets mode: +o TheBrig
<DrGymll> ::Shakes head:: I beg your pardon, but I am the doctor here, sir.
<DWFred> @ IK> That's two talking cats I know.  Maybe we should introduce him to Streaky?
<TheBrig> <Kept typing and it went out but nothing was showing on the screen after the credits>
<Jacie> @ You may be *a* doctor, but I am... ::eeling woozy lays head back down:: Oh nevermind.
<DrGymll> @ to Fred> To your knowledge, does your companion intertain delusions of belonging to the medical profession?
<IrishTCat> @ ::A figure dressed in scarlet enters the infirmary :: I have no time to deal with these petty problems now .. We have a major issue to deal with .. 
<Jacie> @ ::tries to clear the cobwebs but he keeps seeing ghosted images of everything::
<DWFred> @ :::Ultra Boy walks in.  He's a tall human with brown hair, wearing black pants and a red shirt with a green emblem on it.:::
<DWFred> @ UBoy> You'll have to deal with it sooner or later, Theta.
<DrGymll> @  to Ultra Boy> Ah, there you are, sir.
<DWFred> @ UBoy> How are the patients?
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > Ultra Boy I am here to advise on matters of temporal importance not play tour guide for any being that just shows up 
<DrGymll> @ The patients seem to be fine sir, although one seems to be a bit delusional
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > ::looks surprised ::  You !  
<DWFred> @ UBoy> Of course not, Theta.
<DrGymll> @ In fact, I think that the Gallifreyan one needs some additional rest.
<Jacie> @ ::shoots upright in protest:: I assure you sir, I may be a little unsteady at the moment, but I am in full control of all my faculties.
<DWFred> @ UBoy> :::to the patients:: Let me officially welcome you to the 31st Century.  I'm Jo Nah, aka Ultra Boy, the leader of the Legion of Super-Heroes.
<Jacie> @ ::doubletakes:: Did you just say Gallifreyan?
<DWFred> @ ::Fred looks at surprise at the one called Theta:::
<IrishTCat> @ ::Theta covers his surprise quickly :: We must deal with these temporal anamolies immediately .. That one is a 20 th century actress and the other seems to be poorly dressed version of my self 
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<DWFred> @ Fred> Doctor, he looks like you?
<DrGymll> @ Why yes, Gallifreyan. ::To self:: Even a first year med student can spot one of those a mile away.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::staring at his doppleganger, frowns severely:: I know Fred. This is not good. Not good at all.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::to Theta:: What exactly are you doing here?
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > Actually he looks like me . 
<DWFred> @ UBoy> As usual, Theta, I'll take your advise under consideration.  
<DrGymll> @ To Dr> Both your hearts seems to be in fine condition, it is just your bump on the head seems to have made you a bit delusional.
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > Thats what you always say ..  ::Frowns :: 
<IrishTCat> @ ::Theta's padd begins to beep incessantly ::  
<DWFred> @ Uboy> However, it's the considered opinion of Brainy, Rond Vidar and myself that our visitors are from another universe and are not a temporal anomaly, as such.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::not taking glare off Theta, growls at Gymll:: I keep telling you I am not delusional, though at the moment my headache is doubling I see.
<DoctorJacie> <move line up>
<TheBrig> <test>
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > I have being dealing with temporal anomilies longer than any of you have been alive  .. ::frowns and finally answers the padd :: 
<DoctorJacie> @ ::nodding at the boy in charge:: Yes, that is a possibility.
<DWFred> @ UBoy> Of course you have.
<DrGymll> @ To UBoy> As you can see the patients are both fine, if not a bit testy. I recommend more sleep for the TimeLord. 
<IrishTCat> @ ::The frown turns to to a look of disappointment ::  
<DWFred> @ Uboy> Thank you, Doctor.
<DrGymll> @ ::Testily:: I've made my report and now I will be moving on to other patients more in need of care.
<IrishTCat> @ Theta> I have been recalled to Gallifrey .. I must leave imediately 
<DWFred> @ Uboy> Very good, Doctor.  You've done your usual best.
<DWFred> @ Brainy> Recalled?
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > This means I wont be able to attend Kal-El's wedding .. 
<DrGymll> @::Gives a three handed salute. Exits room::
<DWFred> @ Uboy> He'll be disappointed, of course, as will Lois.
<DrGymll> <Gymll paused>>
<DWFred> <thanks Mary:-)>
<DrGymll> <got to go! Sorry!>
<IrishTCat> @ Theta > Please inform him of my condolences 
<DWFred> <glad you could make it, night!>
<DrGymll> <good to se you all! Night!>
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<TheBrig> <Night Mary good to "see" you again>
<DWFred> @ Uboy> We'll do that, of course.
<DoctorJacie> <G'nite Mary!>
<DoctorJacie> <Hope you make it next week!>
<IrishTCat> @ ::Theta leaves the room after giving the temporal anomilies another look of extreme disapproval :: 
<TheBrig> <ggrrr, >
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Theta >> 
<DWFred> <thanks rob, good job>
<DWFred> @ :::Fred sits up::: Who was that person?
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish twitches his whiskers :: That Maker was not good enough to be a cat .. 
<DWFred> @ IK> That, Fred, was Theta Sigma, our Gallifreyan Liason and Advisor on Temporal Affairs.
<DoctorJacie> @ Hmm, judging by his frown another version of me. A rather unhappy version it seems.
<IrishTCat> @ Perhaps he doesnt have a cat like me ..  ::Irish looks at Maker :: 
<DoctorJacie> @ Fascinating, you mean Gallifrey is one of Earth's allies in this universe? An equal.
<DWFred> @ Uboy> Don't worry about him.  Theta is always full of doom and gloom, but his warnings seldom come true.
<DWFred> @ Uboy> As far as the Legion is concerned, you can stay here as long as you like.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::bristles at the diagnosis of his alter-self::
<DoctorJacie> @ Thank you, Mr. Norg, did you say?
<DWFred> @ Uboy> I'm Jo Nah. :::points a thumb at IKid::: He's Lyle.  You'll get our names straightened out in due course.
<DWFred> @ Uboy> Brainy, Lyle, if you'll see to our visitors needs?  I need to get to Mars to oversee final preparations for the wedding.
<DoctorJacie> @ Oh yes, so sorry. Perhaps I am still a bit groggy from that truble at the museum.
<DWFred> @ IK> Of course!  Tell Kal we'll see him tomorrow!
<DWFred> @ :::Ultra Boy waves to everyone and leaves the infirmary:::
<DWFred> <pause Ultra Boy>
<IrishTCat> @ Irish > I like this universe .. Its very interesting .. 
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish closes his mouth quickly and then looks innocent :: 
<DWFred> @ Brainy> ::to the Doctor:: I'm sure you have many questions.  I can try to answer them, if you'd like?
<DoctorJacie> <Oh Rob, you wanna play Braniac since Irish is in the same scene?>
<IrishTCat> <<I was going to play the Molecule Master  >> 
<DoctorJacie> <Oh, ok.>
<DWFred> <I'm just setting things up, will be handling Lyle and Fred for the rest of the sim>
<DWFred> <everything the Doctor has to know is in the script, Jen, if you need to know anything else, just ask, okay?>
<DoctorJacie> @ Yes, I would appreciate that. This Universe seems so familiar and yet not. I wonder how history has unfolded for you.
<DoctorJacie> <Okay>
<IrishTCat> @ Irish > I know I know .. 
<DWFred> @ IK>:::to Fred::: Would you be interested in a tour of our Headquarters?
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish shows off his Space Musuem badge again :: 
<DWFred> @ :::Fred hops up off the bed::::
<DWFred> @ Fred> That would be great!
<DWFred> @ Fred> ::turns to the Doctor:: Is it okay, Doctor?
<IrishTCat> @ The Secret Council of Felines decided that enough was enough and took an active role in defeating evil .. 
<DoctorJacie> @ Go on Fred. Stretch those legs. I have a feeling your pacing in here would only make me more dizzy. ::grins::
<DWFred> @ Fred> Yes Doctor! :::smiles back:::
<DWFred> @ :::Fred and Lyle leave the infirmary:::
<DWFred> <ill brb, have to take kojack out>
<IrishTCat> @ Irish > Wait thats the wrong universe .. Besides there is no such thing as a secret council of felines .. 
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish again put on his most innocent look :: 
<DoctorJacie> @ ::swings legs over and sits on edge of medibed:: Now Mr. Brainiac, tell me how is that Gallifrey became one of your equals and allies?
<IrishTCat> @ B5 > Actualy Doctor Gallifrey was long long a force of great good in the universe . 
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainy>::gets refreshments for their guests, talkin all the while like a walking encyclopedia::
<IrishTCat> @ B5 > They worked behind the scenes for the most part making certain that no evil grew too great before being dealt with ..
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainy>Thousands of years ago, Gallifrey was one of the most powerful civilizations ever to transverse the universe.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::taking the cup of water and sipping:: They had the power of time travel?
<TheBrig> <Deja vu >
<DoctorJacie> <Whoops. Are we repeating each other Rob?>
<IrishTCat> <<Which shows Jen pays absolutely no attention to the scenes at times ;)  >> 
<IrishTCat> <<Go ahead Jen  I'll be quiet  >> 
<DoctorJacie> <Especially when she's typing and reading the script at the same time.>
<DoctorJacie> <No, go ahead Rob. You know this universe better.>
<IrishTCat> <<No No You go ahead >> 
<DoctorJacie> @ 
<DoctorJacie> @ Sounds familiar.
<DoctorJacie> <Ok, then put Doc's question after B5's working behind the scenes comment>
<DWFred> <I'm back!!>
<IrishTCat> <<WB >> 
<DoctorJacie> @ By controlling the Eye of Harmony, the timelords insured tranquility in the timelines.
<DoctorJacie> <Whoops that was Brianiac's line>
<DWFred> # = the HQ Tour
<DWFred> # :::Lyle takes Fred on a tour of the Legion HQ::::
<DoctorJacie> @ ::sipping:: Never putting too deep a toe in for fear of getting wet, I'll bet.
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>::nods:: But eventually they tired of this great responsibility and entrusted it to the Green Lantern Corps.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish looks pleased ::  
<DoctorJacie> @ Interesting. A member of your Legion, I take it?
<DoctorJacie> <Um Green Lantern were like founders of the Legion?>
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish has a green ring on his paw now :: 
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<IrishTCat> @ Irish > No Maker .. 
<DWFred> # :::from the outside, it appears like a gigantic replica of Kal-El's rocket ship ... golden rocket fins supporting a large, green, egg-shaped life support capsule:::
<IrishTCat> @ Irish > They all had rings like this and could charge them in a power battery ..  Each Sector of space had their own Green Lantern to deal with problems .. 
<DWFred> <nope, not exactly, green lanterns were kind of like galactic police force/sherriff marshall types>
<DoctorJacie> @ ::nods at Irish, impressed by his growing perceptive powers in this universe::
<DWFred> <earth lost it's green lantern during the time of troubles, late 20th century, and was never replaced>
<DWFred> <the science police refused them jurisdiction, they do have a coooperative relationship with the united planets though>
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>The Corps protected the Galaxy up until the 20th century. During that time Gallifrey fell from all real-world memory.
<IrishTCat> @ Irish > Maker , It is all in the Space Museum brochure of the condensed history of the Universe .  
<DWFred> <they're still around but they've been on the wane, as well>
<DoctorJacie> @ Next time I must remember to pay more attention to the brochure then.
<DWFred> <between the destruction of daxam and the subsequent Sinestro War, they've lost a lot of members>
<DoctorJacie> @ Tell me Mr. Brainy, why did Gallifrey reappear after such a long time?
<IrishTCat> <<Is it time for the appearance of the Molecule Master  ? >> 
<DWFred> # :::in the plaza in front of the HQ is a statue of Colossal Boy, on one knee, his hand upraised, with an eternal flame springing from his palm:::
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainy>::as if reciting an exncyclopedia entry:: In the year 2890 (or other suitable year), a lone Gallifreyan renegade left their homeworld seeking universal domination.
<DWFred> <almost, Cody, I'll hurry>
<DWFred> # :::Lyle shows Fred the different levels of the HQ.  As the tour continues, they grow comfortable in each other's presence:::
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainy>15 planets in 7 star systems fell to his dastardly rule. The indigenious inhabitants were subjected to gruesome experiments without benefit of any representative rule.
<DWFred> & = the Trophy Room
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainy>Those who opposed his plans were subjected to the vilest of deaths.
<DWFred> & ::::Lyle and Fred enter the trophy room:::
<DoctorJacie> @ He called himself the Time Trapper.
<DWFred> & IK> Now here is our trophy room.  We keep mementos from our most difficult missions, etc.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::thinking of his familiar watering hole in his home universe:: An ignoble name indeed. I presume the timelords tried to capture him?
<DWFred> & :::Lyle begins pointing out the various exhibits to Fred, relating their stories as well::::
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>::nods:: Unfortunately, the Trapper was an expert in mathematics and a master of machinations.
<DWFred> <okey dokey, Molecule Master can show up now>
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac> He eluded their attempts to capture him until inevitable Gallifrey turned to the Legion for assistance.
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>Together they laid a trap the Trapper could not resist.
<IrishTCat> & ::an energy blast flies out and melts a large statue  causing it to tumble :: 
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>He was arrested and sentenced to termination for his crimes.
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>Since then Theta Sigma has been assigned as liason to the Legion to advise on temporal matters.
<DWFred> & :::Fred gives a startled cry as she leaps out of the way:::
<DoctorJacie> @ In the event any other timelords go renegade, I imagine.
<DWFred> & IK> What in the?
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainiac>::nods:: We've been assured the risk is minimal, but ...
<DWFred> & ::::Lyle motions for Fred to duck down behind the fallen statue:::
<DoctorJacie> @ Nonetheless ::finishes for him:: I wonder, Mr. Brainy, do you happen to have any pictures of this Time Trapper?
<IrishTCat> & ::a figure in black then directs the energy beam at a case causing the surface to dissolve :: 
<DoctorJacie> @ Brainy>There should be one in the database. ::turns and begins punching in commands::
<DoctorJacie> @ ::the overhead screen descends and lights up::
<DWFred> & :::they peer over the top of the statue to see the figure in black:::
<DoctorJacie> @ ::it goes from dark, to snowy, to the refined images of a darkened dissolution chamber::
<IrishTCat> & ::The figure tosses that object aside after a brief examination then moves to another trophy case :: 
<DWFred> & IK> It's the Molecule Master..or another one of him.  How did he get in here?  Why haven't the intruder alarms gone off?
<DoctorJacie> @ ::in steps a man under armed guard, his furtive eyes darting out from under a mop of black hair and over an unmistakeable goatee::
<DWFred> & ::::Lyle whispers into his Legion flight ring, alerting the monitor board room as to the problem::::
<DoctorJacie> @ ::the man shivers and pleads as he's dragged to the termination seat::
<DWFred> & Fred> Who's the Molecule Master?
<IrishTCat> & ::The Molecule Master proceeds to fire an apparent random blast around the room every other moment as he inspects the trophy case :: 
<DoctorJacie> @ ::mouth gapes:: The Master...?
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish doesnt look surprised :: 
<DWFred> & IK> He's an android, a programmed synthetic being.  He was a servant of the Time Trapper.  He was destroyed in our battle with the Time Trapper.  It looks like someone has created another one, however.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::the prisoner is placed inside the chamber, yelling at his audience as the dissolution field descends over him::
<DWFred> & Fred> So he's not a living sentient being?
<DoctorJacie> @ ::in a horrifying moment smoke billows out all around the Trapper and consumes him into nothingness::
<DWFred> & IK> ::nodding::: That's right. :::pulls out a scan-padd just to make sure::: Yep, an android.
<DoctorJacie> @ ::The Trapper or as the Doctor nows him, The Master, is dead::
<IrishTCat> @ After all Maker .. There is a version of you so why not one of your Bad Kin 
<DWFred> & Fred> Lyle, I have an idea for how to stop him.  
<DWFred> & IK> ::raises an eyebrow::
<DoctorJacie> @ ::shakes head:: But a dead version of him, Irish? 
<DWFred> & Fred> Can you make us both invisible, so we can get close to him?
<DoctorJacie> @ Somehow I think Heisenburg would not be pleased.No, not at all.
<DWFred> & IK> Only for a short time, but yet.
<DoctorJacie> <pause Doctor>
<DoctorJacie> <Puase Brainy>
<DWFred> & Fred> Please do so.
<DWFred> & IK> I'll need to hold your hand to extend my invisiblity to you.
<DWFred> & :::Fred blushes slightly but holds out her hand to Lyle:::
<IrishTCat> <<Hrmmm I wonder how often he uses that line >> 
<DWFred> & ::::Lyle takes Fred's hand in his, closes his eyes and concentrates for a moment::::
<DWFred> & IK> :::he slips a pair of earplugs out of a vest pocket:::
<IrishTCat> & ::The Molecule Master is still firing blasts of energy around the room as it searches the trophy cases methodically :: 
<DWFred> & IK> These are telepathic earplugs.  Put them in your ears and we'll be able to communicate without talking and giving ourselves away to the Molecule Master.
<DWFred> & :::Fred slips the plugs into her ears:::
<DWFred> & Fred> ///Can you hear me, Lyle?
<DWFred> & IK> ///Loud and clear/// :::smiles at Fred:::
<DWFred> & Fred> ///Let's go get the bad guy then!///
<DWFred> & :::holding hands, Fred and Lyle sneak up on the Molecule Master:::
<DWFred> & :::finally, they're right up behind him::::
<DWFred> & ::::Fred reaches out with her other hand, placing it briefly on the Molecule Master's back::::
<IrishTCat> & ::Molecule Master seems to unaware of the precense until he gets touched :: 
<DWFred> & Fred>///let's get back!///
<DWFred> & ::::they back away and watch what happens::::
<IrishTCat> & ARRRRGGGGG !  ::The Molecule Master screams in agony as he twists around :: 
<DWFred> & :::they watch as the Molecule Master begins to decay and fall apart before their eyes:::
<IrishTCat> & ::Beams of energy breifly fly all around the room as the Molecule Master shudders in pain before he begins to decay :: 
<DWFred> & :::Lyle looks questioningly at Fred:::
<IrishTCat> <<Pause irish >> 
<DWFred> & Fred>///Since I was able to create a stasis field to slow down time, I thought maybe I could speed up time as well, cause him to break down///
<DWFred> & IK>///Good thinking.  And it worked!///
<DWFred> & :::finally the Molecule Master collapses in a pile of biomechanical parts:::
<DWFred> & :::Fred and Lyle stand up, step apart and become visible once more::::
<DWFred> & Fred> I wouldn't want to do that to a living being though.  ::shudders a bit:::
<DWFred> & IK> Of course you wouldn't.  :::looks around at the trophy cases:::
<IrishTCat> <<Hrmmm when did Cody disapear  ? >> 
<DWFred> & IK> Uh-oh....
<DWFred> & Fred> What is it?
<DWFred> & :::Lyle walks over to one of the trophy cases, standing open and not blasted open:::
<DWFred> & IK> The Nemesis suit..it's missing!
<DWFred> & Fred> And the Molecule Master didn't take it?
<DWFred> & IK> ::shakes his head no::::
<DWFred> & Fred> That means he must have had an accomplice.
<DWFred> & IK> But who?
<DWFred> <pause Fred and Lyle>
<DWFred> ^ = Elsewhere
<DWFred> ^ ::::A shadowy figure sits in a chair, running a hand over the Nemesis suit:::
<IrishTCat> <<I wish we had a full crew so we could do your script better David  :( >> 
<DWFred> ^ MM> The last necessary ingredient.
<DWFred> <you did great rob!>
<DWFred> <more cameos would be cool but we've covered the necessary people so far>
<DWFred> < would be nice to have more people for the next part though>
<DWFred> ^ MM> In a day, my revenge will be complete.
<DWFred> ^ ::::the shadowy figure laughs maniacally::::
<DWFred> <pause MM>
<DWFred> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<DWFred> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<DWFred> hurray!!! good job everyone!!
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<DoctorJacie> Bravo!
<IrishTCat> Good job David and Jen since Cody vanished and Mary left and Tuna couldnt get on 
<AlxKeegan> you were a big help Rob
<DoctorJacie> Hopefully next week we'll be better off.
<DoctorJacie> One is for sure. Computers keep you on your toes.
<AlxKeegan> they certainly do
<IrishTCat> I'm not sure where I will be next week  
<AlxKeegan> hope you can make it
<DoctorJacie> Can you email where you are?
<AlxKeegan> there's a picture of the HQ in the pics I sent Jen, just described it for people who haven't looked at the site
<DoctorJacie> At least if you can or can't make it?
<DoctorJacie> Sounds good.
<AlxKeegan> that would be a big help, rob
<DoctorJacie> I should be going. Mom just got home and I still have a computer to fix.
<IrishTCat> Im in Tennesse now .. 
<DoctorJacie> Funny thing is everything that wouldn't work on the laptop is working fine on the desktop. Stupid things.
<AlxKeegan> of course
<IrishTCat> I was suppose to be gone today to head back home back once again we are still staying till next week at least 
<DoctorJacie> It's my fault for guessing at the solution instead of looking it up,.
<AlxKeegan> Night Jen, Night Rob
<AlxKeegan> see you all next week hopefully, take care and have a good weekend!
<IrishTCat> Night David 
<IrishTCat> Night Jen 
<DoctorJacie> Well, I hope you end up somewhere cool and dry.
<DoctorJacie> Night guys!
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