TK RP Thread 196

[Dotzrus]

Tell me about it... and now I'm paranoid with 500 invincible clones running about...

[T2x]

:oh ok then:

[Bets a bet I stay by my word]

[Dat Basitin]

*The Collector.* <I dont know, but I'll have to wait for them to make a move then set a trap. I dont know all of them and I cant pin them with the evidence so I wait. Killing them now would only stain my reputation.> *He looks out the window and sees a suspicious figure walk by.* <Would you mind if I stayed here?>

[Nick]

J-<k. It's only for a day though>
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`sure, a you can use any weapon there, have pretty much any weapon you can think of`

[T2x]

[Ok then ill give you a treat then *undressing right in front of him*]

[Dat Basitin]

*DB hands Dotz a dart gun.* {The one my wife stole. I dont know if it means anything to you or not.}

*Samantha smiles.* <My best weapon is wrapped around my forehead.>

[Ymotobuck]

'Sure'
"And we're light sleepers so we can protect you"
'If need be'
***gtg***

[Dat Basitin]

*Daren smiles and sniffs the air.* <Reminds me of good old times.>

[Nick]

`true. It's this way. Oh, an you'll want this`*hanfs her a wrist device, which is a mini supercomputer*
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*janes blushes*

[T2x]

:well that good I'm trying to help the best I can:

[Well I can you like what you see ]

[Dotzrus]

Not much anymore... I know who the enemy is... I just need him to show his face.

[Dat Basitin]

*The Collector teleports the orb to his hand.* <So what are you doing my friend?>

*The Collector is actually watching a decoy who runs aimlessly down the streets as the other wolves pass on to the objective. They raid five houses killing all super wolf children (ones that were born that way, not turned that way.).*

*They disappear without a trace and soon screems can be heard from parts of the residential district.*

*The Collector zooms in on it.* <There we go... This will require a sacrifice.>

[Dat Basitin]

*Samantha puts it on and eyes it.* <What is that?>

{Well can we lure him out?}

[Nick]

J-<uh...yeah>
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`a supercomputer that can fit on your wrist. Navigation, satellite imagery for satellites programmed to it, any intel you need can be brought up, and anything else you can think of`
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*the sats he gave to the collector aren't connected to marcus' ship anymore*

[Dotzrus]

No... he's too classy for that. He's one of those rich boys.

[Dat Basitin]

*Samantha heads to the range and starts practicing firing off bolts of energy from her hands.*

{Ok, then what do we do? Throw a snoody party or just invite all the basitins here?}

[Dotzrus]

...the thing I hate most... wait.

[Nick]

*the sats caught the murders, and the imagery awaits the collector at his office as an alert to criminal activity*
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*marcus goes there too, and practices with each weapon there*

[Dotzrus]

***gtg***

[Dat Basitin]

*DB looks frustrated.* {Me too.}

*The murder's images are messed up though because of the illusions they are using.*