Attack of the multiple Jays....

Who: Alota, Phil, and White Wolf.
Where: The Science bay.
When: Twenty two, forty two point six - Well, that's what Phil's
clock on the wall said...
---<Snipetti poo>----
"Well," Said Phil opening the scince bay door and stepping in, "White
Wolf, I need you to keep Jay occupied. Use whatever you want from the
scince bay, but I need him occupied for about an hour or two."
"Why me, why not, for example, Dean?"
Phil smiled and handed White Wolf a small gun like object..."Because
I can't trust Dean to fire straight...This is persoanlity
scrambler....It makes whoever you fire on think they are...something
else...Only problem is the effect only last for a few seconds..."
Phil walked over to a big, no BIG safe and typed in a code. The door
opened....
---<End snippetty, snip, snip>---
The huge hamster followed Phil into the bank vault sized safe, and
asked, "One question before I leave Phil - Does this weapon select
for safe & sane personalities? or is it just completely Random?"
"I didn't have enough time to make a fancy one, so it's entirely
random." replied Phil quickly.
"Hmm... That could present a few problems." Murmured the rotund
hamster outloud as a couple drops blood dripped off his shoulder
wound and into an open petri dish sitting on a shelf nearby boldly
marked "Hamster recombinent DNA experiment # ZZ pural 9".
The huge hamsters drops of blood sizzled, and went snap, crackle &
pop in the petri dish before spontaneously changing into two small
furry gerbils which immediately chittered to each other and ran off,
escaping.
Phil crossed his arms and gave White Wolf an utterly evil glare which
clearly said 'What do you think your doing?!?'.
To which the exspansive rodent shot back, "Well, EXCUUUSSSEE ME for
bleeding! It sounded like it was an emergency - so I came here as
soon as I could, and skipped the usual primping routine, Ok? Next
time, I'll try to remember to put on a clean room suit and the
resquite amount of 'eau de toilette'.", before turning and quickly
marching out of the science bay.
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Sometime later, outside the Security Armoury
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----<SNIP>----
Rufus staggered, Jay picked up the rifle from the floor, slung it
over his shoulder using the strap and pushed his handgun into Rufus
back. "Y'know kid, you might not wanna play outside for a while.."
He jabbed Rufus' back gesturing him to move "Now, take me to the
control centre of this bucket or I'll give you a new place to keep
your snooker cue"
"Let the kid go Chrysler" came a voice Jay had heard once already on
this raid.
He glanced over his shoulder, and caught a glimpse of a mightily
expanded hamster.
"Good afternoon fleabag" he said with a sneer "and how is his ratship
this fine day?"
----<END SNIP>----
"Oh... Just doing a little human hunting." Remarked jumbo hamster,
suddenly jerking the loosely hanging personality scrambler rifle up
to his hip and snap shooting Jay.
The shot blazed out, and enveloped Jay in a variegation of light for
a split second.
Jay dropped the handgun he was holding, and shook his head for a
moment. Then while affectating a stiff looking face, said "By Jove,
I like a good hunt! Why hello, This doesn't look at all like my
gun..." As he unshouldered the rifle, and carefully examining it, and
then squinting about, "I Say! I Say! I seem to have lost my
spectacles. Do you have them my dear Chap?"
"Quick, get at away from him, Rufus! This is only temporary - It'll
wear off in a second or two..." Ordered the sizable hamster, and
Rufus dodged away quickly.
"How very rude, my dear chap. Don't you know good manners? Why, if I
had my hunting crop with me, I'd give you a jolly good whipping
myself." Said Jay, before dropping the rifle and shaking his head
again.
"What the FRICKIN HELL did you just do to me!?!" Demanded the now
very angry Jay stooping for one of his dropped weapons.
"Smeg!!! It's wore off already!" Said the capacious hamster, quickly
shooting Jay with the personality scrambler again, and the overgrown
hamster entreated, "Jay! Snap out of it!"
Jay affectated a heavy Irish brogue while replying, "My names
McGinty - and If ya try anymore of that fancy stuff again, I'll
catch Ya, and gut ye from end to end, ya english Pig! And then
I'll..."
"Uh oh! I knew the randomness would become a problem. Now he thinks
he's in the IRA!" muttered the massive hamster, legging it to get
some distance between them, and quickly turning around to shoot Jay
again.
Jay suddenly shook his head again and then he went, "Buk, buk,
bukaaawwww!" like a chicken and flapped his arms a bit.
"Say, this thing could certainly come in handy for getting the
Chicken whopper discount at BK when thier running thier Cluck like a
chicken special!" Said the burly hamster.
<Tag, Jay!>