Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26988423-20160602092216/@comment-26826553-20160620130334

Clarice: I don't have enough time, Dr. Lecter. This is not the only case on my hands...

(2100 hours (9 PM))

(A robber breaks into a closed jewelry shop, smashing the glass case & grabbing a necklace...Classic.)

(But...)

???: Do you think you can just simply get away with that?

Thief: *charges face to blast Dark Energy* WHO'S THERE! YOU CAN'T THREATEN ME, YOU COP!

???: I used to be a cop, alright...But not anymore...

(A spike (I don't know what spike, was it a nail, a cactus thorn, a homing thistle thorn, an Endurian spike, I dunno...) flew in the air & struck the thief's leaf, sending her down to the ground, making her howl in pain & lose her charge.)

???: *approaches the thief, the camera view refusing to show him (but no, he is not one of my existing characters), grabs the spike, & grabs the thief's leaves* Thou shalt not steal, thief. *peppers the leaves with spikes, nailing the thief to the ground in a juicy (bloody) pool*

(Scene fades to black)