blasto, meet official opinions on self-replicating minions

[peterxy]

The PRT catches wind of a strange increase in disappeared domestic animals in the downtown area. Given that the people who live there are the rich and powerful, this is clearly a problem that needs to be investigated and solved immediately. The PRT, of course, agrees that this is of utmost importance, and not just because of precedent about mass abductions of pets, of course not, why would you think that, they are so very worried about Fido, even Scion recognizes the merits of rescuing lost pets.

(Lorica's asked to maybe keep a few more eyes there than she has been.)

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[acanofworms]

He won't try anything fishy, but he'll eep and almost drop his vials once the bots land on him.

Eventually Armsmaster does arrive, looming over there and watching Blasto work in silence, and eventually Blasto's done with a large batch of the substance. "If you spread this around the city any extant monkeys will follow you."

"Very well. And now you are com-"

Blasto looks around in a panic, reaches inside his lab coat-

[thinkering]

A bot tranquilizes him, quick as a wink.

[acanofworms]

Armsmaster sighs and walks towards Blasto, but the two macaque helpers, which had been hanging back, get very agitated by this and start reaching for stuff inside their own lab coats-

[mxglam]

Glam binds them with the Siberian-binds (it's so much better to do this with not-quite-people) and they start struggling. "We should probably get rid of the other hybrids," they say, even though said hybrids haven't moved since they arrived.

[acanofworms]

"I trust you to deal with that. Lorica, can you outfit your bots with the pheromones? Drupe, the trainyard is a good place to attract them to, wait there for the monkeys Lorica's bots will be bringing and make sure they don't escape. I'm going to bring Blasto into custody."

[thinkering]

"Can do." Bots fly to and "sip" from the substance in an orderly fashion and head out to lead monkeys to the trainyard.

[mxglam]

Glam "deals" with the hybrids, verifying that the macaque ones aren't people in the strictest sense first (how can you even verify that? can they afford the doubt?), then focuses on Windflower's barriers.

[acanofworms]

"There are probably monkeys all over the city. Try to cover as much ground as you can," Armsmaster says as he's loading Blasto onto his bike, properly secured.

[thinkering]

"Should I go beyond city limits just in case?"

[acanofworms]

"If you think you can spare the bots."

[thinkering]

"Depends if you want this done all at once."

[acanofworms]

"I want this done, without a chance for these monkeys to recoup and multiply again."

[thinkering]

"...I'll see how far they seem to be able to smell it as I flush them out and spread out if I can."

[acanofworms]

"You do that."

[thinkering]

Bots do that.

[peterxy]

They seem to be able to smell the pheromones from roughly four blocks away. There is... a worrying number of monkeys hidden around the city. Most of them can barely be called monkeys anymore, with deformities and mutations that make it hard for them to even move. They come from abandoned buildings, attics of houses (with accompanying screams from the people living there), dark alleys, sewers, and other nooks and crannies.

[thinkering]

Bots mark trails at four block intervals leading to the trainyard and reassure the civilians in bright calming voices. Lorica doesn't stop looking until she stops finding.

[mxglam]

She... might take a while. Brockton Bay is a fairly large city, and there are several monkeys hiding everywhere.

The monkeys that arrive at the trainyard are dealt with by Glam, with some help from Drupe so that they don't escape when they realize what's happening.

[thinkering]

Has Blasto been taken into custody yet? Can she recall all the bots from the warehouses? For that matter, can Max whip up something to denature Windflower's poisons faster than normal so Glam's attention can be better put to expanding the flock?

[peterxy]

Yes, yes, and he'll probably need to know which poisons she used and work on them a little to do that.

[thinkering]

Windflower's out of trees to kill. She can head back to HQ to give him samples if he likes.

[peterxy]

Then he'll probably be able to figure something out in another 35 to 50 minutes.

[thinkering]

In the meantime the bots will leave trails and lure monkeys.

[peterxy]

Monkeys will be lured and eventually killed and become goop! Windflower's poisons will be denatured! This whole thing will go well into the night!

[thinkering]

Well, the bots don't have to sleep and Lorica can catnap in her workshop. Glam may have to resort to coffee.