NORMALHUMANZIM is now online.
AgentMothman is now online.
AgentMothman: hey
NORMALHUMANZIM: why do so many people try to sell me things?
AgentMothman: a girlyranger?
NORMALHUMANZIM: NO. a vacume salesman.
AgentMothman: ah. Idk. just stop opening the door.
NORMALHUMANZIM: but then GIR opens it anyway and then i have to deal with the salesperson AND GIR!
AgentMothman: then? Just get rid of GIR? I still don't understand why you keep him. He's literal garbage? He's unhelpful and loud and kind of gross?
NORMALHUMANZIM: you wouldn't understand. He was a gift.
NORMALHUMANZIM: I guess.
NORMALHUMANZIM: SHUT UP. I AM NOT GETTING RID OF HIM. I DO NTO CARE IF HES LOUD AND STUPID A ND GROSS HES MINE
AgentMothman: ok ok chill. I won't bring it up again.
AgentMothman: ANYWAY
AgentMothman: I wanted to ask you something.
NORMALHUMANZIM: what is it now?
AgentMothman: I turn 20 in a few weeks and my dad is holding a stupid party thing at his work. A kind of, 'Look at My Son Who I For Some Reason Still Think Is Going to Run This Place Someday Despite Him Literally Never Being Interested In It' thing and inviting all kinds of stuffy people who I don't know like world leaders and other big scientists and family I haven't seen or talked to since I was four.
NORMALHUMANZIM: so?
AgentMothman: SO
AgentMothman: I'm kind of...inviting you?
NORMALHUMANZIM: oh.
NORMALHUMANZIM: why?
AgentMothman: frickin. Idk? I guess because we're partners and allies? You don't have to come. I didn't expect you'd want to. I don't even want to go. I just...thought I'd ask.
NORMALHUMANZIM: alright.
AgentMothman: alright, what?
NORMALHUMANZIM: I will come to your pathetic party.
AgentMothman: ...
AgentMothman: really?
NORMALHUMANZIM: yess?
AgentMothman: Ok. cool.
AgentMothman: it's next month. On the 16th. I can pick you up before I go over there, if you want. It's blacktie. But, I honestly could not care less what anyone wears.
NORMALHUMANZIM: what does that mean?
AgentMothman: Blacktie? It just means people should wear fancy clothes. Not like...jeans and tshirts. Like dresses and tuxedos and suits and that kind of crap.
NORMALHUMANZIM: I see...
AgentMothman: like I said though, you don't need to worry about that. You wear a ...uniform thing already right? That's fancy enough.
NORMALHUMANZIM: hmm. What are YOU wearing?
AgentMothman: uhh idk probably something my dad picks for me. Probably some kind of tux thing.
AgentMothman: enough about the silly party anyway.
AgentMothman: I got a response back from Agent Tunafish about the labs. I'll send you everything she gave me.
NORMALHUMANZIM: NO IT SOUNDS AWFUL WHEN YOU SEND THINGS
AgentMothman: fine. I'll EMAIL it to , she says that they sent a team and had no casualties with taking down the...thing. It was super gross. There's some pictures attached. All post mortem, obviously. Its like nothing I've ever seen before...its like a hybrid with a chupacabra and a grassman and...maybe a human? I don't know. I hope the autopsy or the files they find will tell us more.
AgentMothman: For now though, Agent Darkbooty wants us to keep looking into the labs itself. You said that something as intense as what they were doing couldn't be confined to that place and I feel the same. Agent Darkbooty has given me permission to search through some old archives looking for cases that might contain similarities to this one.
NORMALHUMANZIM: AURHUGH
AgentMothman: What?
NORMALHUMANZIM: this thing is hideous
AgentMothman: I know.
NORMALHUMANZIM: almost as ugly as you.
AgentMothman: wow. Says the talking lizard.
NORMALHUMANZIM: did you already look through the archive?
AgentMothman: most of it. I've found some stuff that looks promising. In fact,
AgentMothman: [ITEM SENT]
NORMALHUMANZIM: UHFKSDHF WHY
AgentMothman: right. Sorry. Just one more.
NORMALHUMANZIM: NO
AgentMothman: [ITEM SENT]
NORMALHUMANZIM: I WILL KILL YOU
AgentMothman: just look at the things i sent you.
NORMALHUMANZIM: uhhh
NORMALHUMANZIM: you think there's another lab
AgentMothman: yes. Or rather, several labs. Ours is just one they had to evacuate.
AgentMothman: I think I have an idea where one might be, given past events. But, we need to stake it out first.
NORMALHUMANZIM:right. When?
AgentMothman: hmm. How about tomorrow? it 's gonna be a trip. A few days drive.
NORMALHUMANZIM: ugh.
AgentMothman: I know you hate cars.
NORMALHUMANZIM: lets just take my voot cruiser for irks sake! It's much faster! And less stupid!
AgentMothman:...
AgentMothman: But its so small.
NORMALHUMANZIM: NUH UH
AgentMothman: it is. But, fine. I'll come to your house at 1 pm.
NORMALHUMANZIM: GOOD.
