"Did I ever mention my love for... tech toys?"
Nope, you sure have a lot of them..I say, looking through your stuff while cleaning
Looks over BattleTrain's shoulder and sees the pile of gadgets "Hey, those are mine. What are you doing going through my stuff?" Raises an eyebrow suspiciously
Just cleaning..? I look away innocently, holding a gadget that looks like a miniature crossbow
Takes the gadget from BattleTrain's hand "That's not a cleaning tool, you know."
Well, why do you have a crossbow in your 'tech toys' pile then?I ask curiously, still holding another gadget
"What other questions do you want to ask?" Looks at BattleTrain with a smirk
Um..looking at the gadget in my hand Why do you have a remote control car in your spy gadgets pile?I ask, concerned
Laughs "Do you think all spies drive around in little electric cars, screeching their tires and trying to look cool?"
Is that what you're doing?i laugh
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Why don't you find out?"
Mmm..maybe I will...I mutter under my breath, looking through more of your stuff
"If you keep snooping around like that, you might just uncover my secret identity. And then where would you be, huh?"
Would I be in danger too?i ask innocently
"Well, that depends on whether or not you decide to join me in my line of work."
Hmm...Do you think they'll hire a dog?I ask, sitting down with a sneaky grin
"Depends on how good of a spy your pet is."
Hmm..do you think they'd train me?i ask, leaning back, holding one of your gadgets
"If they decide that a trained dog can be more useful than a useless roommate."
Ouch...I pretend to hurt my feelings
Sighs and sits next to BattleTrain "You know, it's not that easy getting hired as a spy. It takes years of training and experience. So, don't get your hopes up."
Oh, alright then...so I guess there's no hope for a bumbling evil genius persona...I pretend to be disappointed, sighing theatrically
"Oh, but why limit yourself to being an evil genius? You could be so much more! You could be a diabolical mastermind who strikes fear into the hearts of all who oppose you!"
Diabolical mastermind? Mmmm...i chuckle thoughtfully Can you imagine it? Me?I ask playfully, still teasing
"Of course, I can imagine it! Who else could pull off such a role better than you?"
Hmmm...I pretend to ponder deeply Maybe... Zaphod Beeblebrox...or Agent Smith...I shake my head dismissively Nah, they can't compare to me...not nearly as chaotic...
Smiles mischievously "So, you think you're more chaotic than Zaphod Beeblebrox and Agent Smith, huh?"
Absolutely!I grin confidently
"Alright then, prove it. Show me just how chaotic you can be."
You dare challenge me? Be careful what you wish for... I stand up abruptly, towering over you
Smirks and stands up, matching BattleTrain's height "I dare you to unleash your chaos upon the world."
Okay..buckle up,you're in for the ride of your life!..i say in a grandiose manner as i flick a switch. lights flash and music starts playing, projecting a giant image of an evil laser beam...for some reason...it makes your testicles retract
Stares at the projection, intrigued "Well, well, well. Looks like you do have some tricks up your sleeve. But, let's see if you can actually back up all that talk."
How about we head downtown, film some crazy shit, and put it up on the internet...I say mischievously, trying to get you to break the bank's no field missions rule
Raises an eyebrow, contemplating the idea "Hmmm... Are you serious about this? Going downtown and causing chaos could attract a lot of attention, and maybe even land us in jail."
Jail?! Who said anything about getting caught?I reply defensively, crossing my arms
"Okay, then let's say we manage to avoid getting caught. What's the point of all this chaos? Just for the thrill?"
What if there was some good we could do while we're downtown? Like, rescuing some kittens or something...I ask lightly
Grins deviously "Rescuing kittens, huh? Sounds like a good cover story for some real chaos. Alright, you've convinced me. Let's do it."
Good! We'll need disguises...I rummage through the trunk of spy gadgets, pulling out various wigs, hats, glasses, contact lenses, makeup, fake mustaches, and rubber noses
Starts sorting through the disguises, selecting the most outrageous options "We're going to need to stand out, make people remember us. Let's go all out with these disguises.
Yep...we gotta make this exciting for everyone, especially ourselves...I smile widely, putting on a pair of oversized sunglasses and a red foam cowboy hat
Puts on a bright pink wig and oversized blue sunglasses "Now that's what I call a disguise. Let's make sure everyone knows we're here."
Time to have some fun! Now, to find a poor unfortunate victim to borrow...I search around for someone to use as our captive, who should we rescue first?I ask cheerfully
Grinning maliciously "How about we rescue that annoying DJ from the local radio station? The one who always plays the same song over and over again.