Post by Creme Puff on Jan 25, 2024 0:35:35 GMT -5
It was a typical Wednesday in West City; the sun shone above with a warm light broken intermittently by the occasional clouds. A soft breeze greeted the day, brushing the streets and keeping the feel of the atmosphere rather cool. It was only half past noon, and the city was bustling with activity; from those under employee moving quickly to make their lunch dates, to others simply getting their typical chores and activities done. All but one however, one rather bright and puffy individual who had neither chores to get done nor a job to keep. Despite this, hers was still a curious case, as typically one would find an individual such as her in an entirely different place, school!
"Young lady, do your parents know you're out 'ere?" An officer with a strong south city accent would ask, accompanied by her partner who was looking up information on his city issued tablet.
"Creme Puff, you said? What, your parents hungry or sumthin'?" The partner would ask, finding nothing on his tablet and turning to the other officer with a shake of his head.
"Nuh uh, Creme doesn't have parents!" Creme would respond with a bright smile as she nibbled on a stick of fried squid, "Creme bets no one knows where Creme is!" she'd giggle, feeling confident in her hide and seek ability.
Her response would bring a rather pitiful look from both officers, the first crouching down to pat Creme on the head.
"That's... a whole 'nuther issue." He'd sigh, feeling sorry for the girl; though Creme was completely oblivious to whatever it was the officers were feeling.
"So, whats the plan, Stan?" The partner would remark, crossing his arms as he turned his attention away from Creme; the first officer, Stan, rising up to do the same.
"Well, no parents? Alone on the streets scrounging for food?" Stan would whisper, "I thought it was truancy, but..."
While the two officers whispered amongst themselves, Creme would finish off her fried squid; with the squid finished, it was boring to continue sticking around. The officers would be completely unaware as Creme began to slowly float upwards, escaping the scene without a sound, making her way to the top of the building. It'd only be a few moments before the officers would turn their attentions back to where Creme was, immediate panic setting in upon finding the child suddenly missing. From her perch on high however, she wouldn't hear a thing they were shouting towards each other, and hardly cared anyways; having eaten, it seemed about time to enjoy a small nap.
Or so it seemed-!
Only moments after getting herself comfortable, that is to say, sprawling out onto her back like a murder victim and enjoying the sun, an explosion would awaken her with a startling flinch.
"Wha- who!? Where!?!" She'd frantically look around, trying to regain her bearings; adjusting her glasses and peering off over the roof, Creme would take notice of the bank just across the street, "Smokey!" she'd point out with a furrowed brow, the doors to the bank completely demolished with plumes of blackened smoke funneling out.
Glass was strewn about, and it seemed the damage within may have been just as bad if not worse; thought none need check, as from the doors would exit a pair near-do-wells hoisting sacks filled with zeni over their shoulders.
"Ayo, Cassie, wasn't there s'pose to be a getaway driver 'ere?" The seven foot tall brutish crook would ask his much shorter and slender cohort.
"Yea Butch, I do believe there was, pansy musta flaked." Cassie would respond with an annoyed expression, taking notice of the two policemen that were rushing over towards them with their guns drawn.
"FREEZE, WCPD!!" Stan would shout, his partner following suit.
"Drop the bags, and get down on the ground!"
The crooks would pause momentarily, looking at the two officers, as if getting a feel for them. Cynical smiles would stretch across each of their faces seconds later as they glanced towards each other, then back to the cops before breaking into laughter. Neither the officers, nor the guns seemed to threaten the two in the least; while the bigger brute butch began to hover into the air slightly, the slender Cassie would take a few steps forward.
"Aye, you mooks realize what year it is? And you got the stones to point a gun of all things at Cassie Jones!?" Cassie would remark, dropping his two bags by his sides as a strange aura began to charge up around him, "Cassie Jones ain't taken no beef from a couple a pigs!! But if ya ain't gonna back away, I'll just hafta send ya both to an early retirement!" He'd shout, taking another step forward and releasing a wave of energy that would push the two officers back.
From above, Creme had witnessed it all, though she didn't cower; on the contrary, her eyes lit up with excitement, wide and enthusiastic. She'd jump up onto the edge of the building, fists brought up before her and she near danced in place. "Baddies, there are baddies!" she'd exclaim, spinning around as she jumped in place, "Creme will be the hero! Oh, but what should Creme say?" she'd question, pausing momentarily as she thought of how best to make her heroic entrance, "Maybe, "Stop right there!" or, or, "Halt, evildoer!" hehehe, and Creme will make a pose like BAM, and they'll get scared!" she'd laugh and giggle, failing to understand the danger the two officers currently found themselves in as she delayed her rescue with her daydreams.
"Young lady, do your parents know you're out 'ere?" An officer with a strong south city accent would ask, accompanied by her partner who was looking up information on his city issued tablet.
"Creme Puff, you said? What, your parents hungry or sumthin'?" The partner would ask, finding nothing on his tablet and turning to the other officer with a shake of his head.
"Nuh uh, Creme doesn't have parents!" Creme would respond with a bright smile as she nibbled on a stick of fried squid, "Creme bets no one knows where Creme is!" she'd giggle, feeling confident in her hide and seek ability.
Her response would bring a rather pitiful look from both officers, the first crouching down to pat Creme on the head.
"That's... a whole 'nuther issue." He'd sigh, feeling sorry for the girl; though Creme was completely oblivious to whatever it was the officers were feeling.
"So, whats the plan, Stan?" The partner would remark, crossing his arms as he turned his attention away from Creme; the first officer, Stan, rising up to do the same.
"Well, no parents? Alone on the streets scrounging for food?" Stan would whisper, "I thought it was truancy, but..."
While the two officers whispered amongst themselves, Creme would finish off her fried squid; with the squid finished, it was boring to continue sticking around. The officers would be completely unaware as Creme began to slowly float upwards, escaping the scene without a sound, making her way to the top of the building. It'd only be a few moments before the officers would turn their attentions back to where Creme was, immediate panic setting in upon finding the child suddenly missing. From her perch on high however, she wouldn't hear a thing they were shouting towards each other, and hardly cared anyways; having eaten, it seemed about time to enjoy a small nap.
Or so it seemed-!
Only moments after getting herself comfortable, that is to say, sprawling out onto her back like a murder victim and enjoying the sun, an explosion would awaken her with a startling flinch.
"Wha- who!? Where!?!" She'd frantically look around, trying to regain her bearings; adjusting her glasses and peering off over the roof, Creme would take notice of the bank just across the street, "Smokey!" she'd point out with a furrowed brow, the doors to the bank completely demolished with plumes of blackened smoke funneling out.
Glass was strewn about, and it seemed the damage within may have been just as bad if not worse; thought none need check, as from the doors would exit a pair near-do-wells hoisting sacks filled with zeni over their shoulders.
"Ayo, Cassie, wasn't there s'pose to be a getaway driver 'ere?" The seven foot tall brutish crook would ask his much shorter and slender cohort.
"Yea Butch, I do believe there was, pansy musta flaked." Cassie would respond with an annoyed expression, taking notice of the two policemen that were rushing over towards them with their guns drawn.
"FREEZE, WCPD!!" Stan would shout, his partner following suit.
"Drop the bags, and get down on the ground!"
The crooks would pause momentarily, looking at the two officers, as if getting a feel for them. Cynical smiles would stretch across each of their faces seconds later as they glanced towards each other, then back to the cops before breaking into laughter. Neither the officers, nor the guns seemed to threaten the two in the least; while the bigger brute butch began to hover into the air slightly, the slender Cassie would take a few steps forward.
"Aye, you mooks realize what year it is? And you got the stones to point a gun of all things at Cassie Jones!?" Cassie would remark, dropping his two bags by his sides as a strange aura began to charge up around him, "Cassie Jones ain't taken no beef from a couple a pigs!! But if ya ain't gonna back away, I'll just hafta send ya both to an early retirement!" He'd shout, taking another step forward and releasing a wave of energy that would push the two officers back.
From above, Creme had witnessed it all, though she didn't cower; on the contrary, her eyes lit up with excitement, wide and enthusiastic. She'd jump up onto the edge of the building, fists brought up before her and she near danced in place. "Baddies, there are baddies!" she'd exclaim, spinning around as she jumped in place, "Creme will be the hero! Oh, but what should Creme say?" she'd question, pausing momentarily as she thought of how best to make her heroic entrance, "Maybe, "Stop right there!" or, or, "Halt, evildoer!" hehehe, and Creme will make a pose like BAM, and they'll get scared!" she'd laugh and giggle, failing to understand the danger the two officers currently found themselves in as she delayed her rescue with her daydreams.
PL: 100
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Anti-Sense is ACTIVE!
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