Ms. Bane ((post no. 2)) narrator
An opening sequence to events to follow...
Its a little known fact that many outside of the omni-pol membership engage in illegal activities. Most lack the refinement of personality, and turn towards common thugology; that would be muggings and the like for any of the atroxes still struggling to understand the terminology. Those of us with the drive to be creative dabble in technologies to suit our needs regardless of proper authorization. Some individuals will tamper with weapons, others would rather add modifications to assistant droids. Ms. Bane, however, dabbles in the organic. The seldom seen organisms that even while reading this breed upon your very vulnerable flesh. A slight coming of nausea, a faint sensation of sleep, an ever present deterioration of welfare, then just after you regain sensation in your fingertips, everlasting sleep. Nothing is as beautiful as an unseen invasion upon a realm void of defense.
She may well be lost to reality, rational thinking and reason taking refuge in the hole of sorrow, waiting for the beast of unrelenting rage to quell itself back into sleep.
The Insurance Frau.....Claim
[This is taken from the private logs within Jaymonays Jobe appartment, and are not to be used for anything more than Jaymonays personal review]
[Opening Log: 029481:27:03]
<yawn>
"Wow, these insurance forms sure don't leave any question unasked"
"What do expect master, they are made by bureaucrats"
"I Guess, but what do they need to know the Horoscope for Leo on the day of the attack for?"
"Well... they might..."
"No they won't. They never do that anymore, not since..."
"I am aware of that story, you need not repeat it."
"Fair enough, I need to finish this form anyway. Let's see now, 'The cause of incident?'
Tool of Chaos, is borg assault covered by our policy?"
"Sorry Master, RUR only has the 00-1970s-80z Horror/Sci-fi/mayhem policy"
"What does that even cover then?"
"Giant squids, little grey men, UFO attacks, evil death rays, giant radioactive Lizards, among other odd things."
"Well, we will just have to be creative with the application then, won't we?"
"I don't believe what you are saying! You are a bureaucrat, bound by honor to file every form with the utmost accuracy and honesty, never..."
<Jaymonay presses a button on his wrist comm, and Tool of Chaos powers down>
"I really need to change that protocol, that speach gets really annoying. Or, I can always learn to stop triggering it"
<after a short delay, Jaymonay taps the button again and Tool returns to life>
"...to...use... oh, I can't seem to remember what I was saying"
"Thats alright, we will get you an overhaul later"
"Thank you Master"
"Now, back to the form, Dabblez wants this finished right away"
"Might I suggest the giant lizard?"
"Good idea, we can forge some 'evidence' to support that rather easily. If we can get Miyuki, Destroyyou, Mikep, and Kheana to help, this will be no trouble at all!"
"While you finish the forms up, i will summon Thehawt1 to create the images, as she is talented at such work."
"Wow, a bot with initiative, how could i be so fortunate."
"Am i to take that as a compliment?"
"Of course, saves me barking orders all day."
<Jaymonay grins, then returns to filling out the various questions>
<Some time later>
"Master, I have returned with the photos that you needed."
"Great work, Tool! let me have a look at them."
"Here you are Master, this folder contains the standard two images required for the claim, and one for hanging on the wall"
<Tool of Chaos hand Jaymonay the Folder containing the images.>
"Oh, these are good! Remind me to thank the members involved here, off the record of course."
"Destroyyou requests 10% of the insurance money, and Thehawt1 agreed"
"Too bad for Destroyyou then, as Hawty does not have sufficient rank to divert such funds, and thus cannot keep her word to Destroyyou."
"Master, they really should give you a job in accounting..."
"Nah, its way more fun chilling in the repossession department."
"Master, my battery has run low, i must recharge."
"As do I, this form will be mailed in the morning."
<Jaymonay shuts off the light and falls asleep in his appartment>
[Log ends]
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"Good."
((ooc the link again for safety sake The Images))