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January 8th, 2007

06:52 pm - Shoveling on the Trouble Geez, what a terribly unhappy new year it's been thus far. From pirates to crazy, homicidal-maniac bikers, I'm not sure how I'm going to survive the rest of it. So here's the scoop: Some high-and-mighty, filthy rich socialites and jewelers, the Monde family, threw another one of their big, swanky New Year's Eve parties. Apparently, last year, some MBI agents were called in to blend in and act as undercover security for the party, and the Monde's payed quite a pretty penny for this special service. They called again for us this year, and the night was promising to be quite a beneficial one for all parties involved. They'd rented out The Queen Callisto, an antique ferry boat that was rarely taken out of harbor, and decked it out with all kinds of lights, music, and their millions-worth of diamond pieces to showcase to MKC's elite. It was beautiful! Then, of course, the one year I get invited to the biggest and ritziest New Year's Bash in the city, what should happen? Party crashers, pirates to be more exact, that's what. They flooded onto the boat, their leader strutting around like he owned the rig. I had little time to react, as I was busy writing some vital information down (Stacey and Margarite's numbers..or was it Margaret?). So.. yeah, I got taken out early with a nasty hit to the back of the head from the butt of a semi-automatic. And.. that's pretty much all I remember. When I woke up, the ship was in shambles, Lynx was about to blow a gasket, (Tasha) Forge's arm was wounded, and McGrath looked like the missing link between us and katfish. Heedless to say, we'd been made. McGrath mentioned something about placing a tracer on the ship carrying the pirates, so hopefully we can track their movements and move in on them when they least expect. Though, knowing a thing or two about shady characters, I doubt they'd stick around this port of call for very long, especially with the kind of merchandise they're carrying now. And in other news, Shovelhead Toecutter the Third has declared war on me all because of a small incident that happened between us. Well, I was a little late to work, nothing new there, so I had to perform my daily hair routine in my car en route to the Bureau. I finished off the last of my "Happy & Handsome, Just for Tom's Hairspray" can, so.. naturally... I sorta' maybe threw it out of the vehicle. Well, I guess my can knocked this Shovelhead in the face, causing him to crash and mess up his bike. Ya' know, I thought I had heard something about that wreck that caused the incidental 5-car pile-up on the freeway, but.. uh, er- Anyway, the point is, now this insanely strong and possibly indestructable force is after blood, mine to be exact, and he kept coming around the MBI and destroying things trying to get at me. So, I did the only thing I could given circumstances and the fact that the owner of said building pays my bills: I challenged the big shmuck to a race on his own turf. Yeah, it's crazy. Yeah, it's stupid. But what choice do I have? The guy's a killer, and McGrath showed me quite a file on what he's done to some other kats over his harrowing career on the road. Nobody thinks I have a chance to beat him, but, being the optimist that I am, I really think I can take this guy!... Especially by enlisting the help of one certain snotty Cyberkat and cheating my way to the finish line. I'd hardly call it cheating anyway, more like strategy, seeing as that guy's probably going to be aiming below the belt on every turn. If there's one thing I've learned, it's to only play by the rules the other guy's playing by. Now, if only the MBI's sedan will stay together long enough to keep me alive through all this... I'd better get back to work on it. Yeah, a grand new year this has been. Phht. Current Mood: determined Current Music: "You Can't Bring Me Down" - Pillar Tags: new year, pirates, races

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December 26th, 2006

11:02 am - Christmas Memories Ah yes, 'tis the season indeed, for family, for food, and for gifts galore! Kats, I don't think there's any holiday I enjoy more than good ol' Christmas, or any with the most memories attached. Heh, heh, why I remember quite a few interesting moments of Christmas past, including my first botched mistletoe encounter, my first really big presents, my first fruitcake experience, my first successful mistletoe encounter, and of course, all those wonderful outings to Megakat Megaplex Mall to see the big jingle bell himself, Santa Claws. Gosh, what times those were, as a young kit. Shoot, I just remembered this one time when going to see Santa, the craziest thing happened. I don't really remember all that much about it, only what Pops recounts now and then about my running off and whirring after an illegitimate Santa Claws aboard a very powerful Hover-Round. That's all sort of a blur, but I do, however, remember the hideous visage of Dark Kat dressed as Santa Claws in what had to be the worst evil plot on record. Apparently Santa's "little helpers" were busy swiping parents' pocket books while their kits were busy rattling off what they wanted for Christmas. Paw dang, talk about desperate! Anyway, that very unjolly fatkat's plot was foiled thanks in part to the very same heroic parents who'd been waiting in line. A definite Christmas miracle, but, heh, maybe not so much considering the terrible stress and aggravation those folks had endured up to that point. Getting back to the present, Christmas was yet another Ringo family extravaganza, as any family, extended family, and close-enough's within a two state radius hauled into town to eat and make merry on Christmas day at my parent's house. And that's exactly where I was, stuffing myself to the breaking point and coercing Pops, Uncle Ted, and cousin Vinny out of their holiday bonuses with some Tailxas Hold 'Em. Indeed, it was a very Merry Christmas for all, and for all.. well, you know the rest. Current Mood: jubilant Current Music: Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Tags: christmas, dark kat, family

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