a piece of pizza in a box

[narf poit chez BOOM]

chains the box to the floor. it's now in kodiak's cubicle.

occupants:
geoschmo
dogscoff
kodaik.

[ May 13, 2003, 23:15: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]

[Jack Simth]

*Wandering through Alpha Kodiak's office, Jack spots an odd device of high teck, and calls a friend on an unsecured cell-phone to tell about this strange thing.*

*A local "mechanic" overhears the conversation on his "special radio", triangulates on the location, and calls his, um, "crew"*

*The "crew" comes by with a bunch of power tools, reduces the box to its constituent parts, and carts them away for either parts (sensors that can distinguish individuals, the computer that runs them, good locks) or scrap (chain, bLast shielding, other metal parts), leaving nothing but the box's inhabitants and the pizza.*

*Jack blinks, ends the phone conversation, and walks away very quickly and very quietly.*

That's the problem with high-tech traps - they have valuable parts....

[narf poit chez BOOM]

quickly throws another box over the inhabitants that's the same as the Last one, pizza's it, and adds 50,000 volt traps for mechanics.

occupants:
geoschmo
dogscoff
kodiak
new:
katchoo

[ May 14, 2003, 00:29: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]

[Katchoo]

Having witnessed other people's attempts to attain the sacred Pizza, Katchoo devises a plan so cunning, so evil, so diabolical, that it permantantly warps the minds of all those who grasp it's existance.

Unfortunately, Katchoo gets distracted by the spinning motion of a ceiling fan above him and promptly forgets his scheme. Gazing upon the box once more, Katchoo promptly gets ensnared with the others.

Katchoo (addressing the others in the box): "So....anyone up for a game of Twister? I brought the baby oil."

[Alpha Kodiak]

Alpha Kodiak wakes up from his nap and, now refreshed, recognizes his situation. After pondering for a moment, he takes the obligatory diet coke from his desk and pours a few drops into the lock's key hole. He makes a chain of paper clips and sticks one end into the key hole. After carefully wrapping the lock in duct tape to protect the occupants of the trap, he attaches the other end of the paper clip chain to the 50000 volt anti-mechanic trap. He then sets off the trap, causing the diet coke in the lock to instantly vaporize, blowing the lock to pieces. Thanks to the duct tape, no one in the trap is injured. He then opens the box and steps out, looks at the BizTalk Mapper still open on his screen, climbs back in the box, closes it and goes back to sleep.

[narf poit chez BOOM]

runs offscreen fast, runs back, replaces the 50,000 volt mechanic protection but only on the outside. runs offscreen, runs back, replaces the lock. falls aspleep for 30 minutes.
occupants:
same.

[ May 14, 2003, 00:36: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]

[Kamog]

I smell some pizza... the smell is coming from this big armored box but I can't figure out how to get in!