Soap with Mia
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Thread Topic: Soap with Mia
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((Awe well I like it too~ And no xD This is Arthur's first time actually stealing something.))
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Ferris was still awake in his bed. The little guy still had seven horse powers of energy in his blood stream. His feet lightly kicked in to the air and slammed down on to the bed with a gentle force. Didn't wanna wake the folks up. After repeating this a few times he grew bored of the action. He sighed a bit and rolled on to his stomach. He snuggled in to is pillow and sheets. His legs repeated the action once again. But this time he fantasized about adventure.
Something like that game he use to play when he was younger. Good ole cops an' robbers. But this time, himself being one of the robbers. The orange haired teen chuckled to himself about the thought. Him holding one of those handguns and stealing money from the corrupted rich folk. He rolled on to his back again. His arm acted as a pillow as he laid on it. His other arm raised in to the air, his hand formed in to a make shift gun. His finger pointed at the ceiling. -
Andrew heard t before it was too late; the tell-tale creaks of someone trying to sneak down the stairs. He turned quickly, wielding his little revolver. He aimed it at the middle-aged man who was on the stairs, and in a split second, the man's limp body was thumping down the final steps. Obviously, the gun had been loud, and a woman upstairs screamed at the sound.
Arthur took this as his warning to get out, and once he'd shoved the rest of the cash in his pockets, he rushed back upstairs and bolted out of the house. Within a minute, he could hear low, loud police sirens, and shouting for him to stop. When he looked behind him, there was a police man chasing him, and so the teens started with a full sprint down a steep hill into a stream surrounded by shrubbery and trees. -
"Bang."
He whispered before lowering his hand back down. And then he heard sirens. Ferris sat up and looked out of his window. Sirens could be seen down the street from his. Maybe this could be something exciting. He hopped out of bed and stuffed his feet in to his shoes. Before going o the door he grabbed his brown jacket and closed the door silently. Now, he tiptoed down the hall, down the stairs, and out the front door.
When he looked from far away at the cars he saw other people gathered around to observe the seen. He got a little closer to the scene but not close enough to easily be seen in the crowd. "Isn't that Mr. Johnson?" "Who did this?" "What is going on?" The small crowd asked to themselves. Ferris backed away when he saw the body bag. "I heard other officers are looking for the culprit." "I hope that guy gets the worse!" A man and women spoke to each other.
That... actually sounded fun. He sighed. Ferris walked away from the now bloodthirsty crowd and began to walk back home. But, then he decided not to go home. Maybe go do a bit of late night sight seeing. The teen smiled to himself as he changed direction. -
Arthur wasn't losing the police man as quickly as he thought he would. He stopped, spinning around, and taking a shot at the man. He missed his first one, but his second shot took him down. Relieved of him, Arthur made his way a bit calmer, simply jogging down along the side of the stream. He was heading away from his own house, further into the outskirts of the city. He knew it would be easier to steal a car the further away he went.
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"In to the city!" He cheered to himself. It isn't often that he snuck out to do such things, and hopefully his mom and pops wouldn't wake up anytime soon. Besiides. He was old enough to do this anyway! So he thought. Ferris was getting closer and closer each minute. He could also see the bright lights shinning.
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Just as he was walking behind another house, Arthur heard the giggling of a drunk woman, and realized what he was missing out on. Bars in the city would be open now, especially with someone who was now as rich as he was. In a split second decision, he turned around, running as fast as he could so that he could at least try to make it before bars closed up.
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Ferris looked in to the windows of nearby shops while staying on the side walk. He hummed a bit while looking. He turned to see a big building. It was decorated and covered with lights! He stared at it for a moment before turning to see a bar. He looked at it before shrugging it off.
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Arthur was pleased when he made it back to the city. Though he wouldn't be able to easily steal a car here, he'd get a chance to spend off some of this money he'd just gotten. And luckily, news didn't spread fast, so no one knew that the police were looking for a burglar who murdered the wealthy man down the road. With his revolver back in his deep pocket and hidden, he walked down the street just like anybody else.
The first bar he found, he went it, and slapped down a dollar on the counter. After he received the pint he ordered, he chugged it down. This was a time for celebrating, after all. -
(Shidoo ~3~)
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Oh, Sowwy uvu
Btw when do they meet? o3o))
Ferris sat on a nearby bench. He watched as all the city folk strolled by. They acted as if he was still the morning. Guess it's true when people say things about the city being alive at night. It's never like this at his neighborhood. Everyone's just getting drunk and having fun. -
((Whenever xP It doesn't really matter. It should be soon, though.))
Arthur, after half an hour, was already swooning over his third empty pint glass. The bartender shook his head when the teen asked for another, so Arthur grunted and grew bored, walking back out onto the streets.
People wouldn't know about the crime until morning when it came on the local radio, and it would take until the next afternoon for them to know who they were looking for. Which was plenty of time for Arthur to find a place for the night, bump a car in the morning, and be out of sight and mind by the time anyone knew he was gone. -
He combed his orange hair back a bit. Now, this, began to get boring. He stood up and stretched a bit. Ferris exhaled loudly and began walking again. This time, home. Hopefully his parents weren't awake. While walking, he thought more about the life of crime. That isn't exactly somethin' he'd do without a partner of some sort though.
((pssst do the interaction thing)) -
((on it))
Andrew was obviously, inebriated. Not in his right mind at all, he pulled the revolver out of his pocket, and pointed it at the first person that passed next to him; a kid with bright orange hair. He pressed the end of the barrel against their temple, chuckling to himself.
"'Ave you got any money on yah? Where's yer car?" -
He was peaceful until a cold metal object was held against his head. Was he being held up? Ferris was scared, but tried to remain as calm as he could. Maybe this was the universe getting him back for sneaking out at night.
"I-i.." He stuttered. "I, don't h-have any thing on me."
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