Kyle Withers
Citizen of Metro City
"Just because I'm loosing doesn't mean I'm lost."
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Post by Kyle Withers on Nov 17, 2011 12:02:51 GMT -5
Kyle smiled to himself as he stood outside of the pet store. Today would be the day, he could feel it. Today he would get himself something he wanted the right way. Yes, you read right. Instead of stealing something that he wanted he would actually buy it with money that he never knew he had until now. I will be the better person. He thought as he walked in the store trying not to look like he was something he wasn't.
The store was like any other pet store, there were birds and hamsters. Cats and dogs. Kittens and puppies along with the occasional reptile or spider, and fish. Lost of fish. The puppies barked and whimpered as Kyle walked by wanting to be taken home. Kyle sot them a passing glance but kept on walking. He couldn't afford to keep a dog with him at his home, it would be too complicated. Same thing for a kitten though they needed less care than dogs. Kyle walked by the hamsters and rodents. They were so cute, but they were so small that Kyle might lose it among all of trash back at the alley. Rodent out.
Kyle frowned getting a little frustrated with his options. Why did everything have to be difficult for him? It wasn't like he was a bad person or anything. At least not in his eyes. Kyle tried to do good he really did, it was just sometimes people brought out the worst in him. Most people had that effect on him. But today would be different, Kyle would try to have patience with people but it was there fault if they go on his nerves.
Kyle glanced over at the birds and the corner of his mouth twitched up in a half smile for a second, a sign that meant he was interested in what he saw. A bird, yes that was a perfect pet. It could fly away if something were to happen and Kyle could train it to do all sorts of things. Anything that had wings could do virtually anything it wanted. Kyle turned to a attendant. "Hey,can you shed a bit more light on these little creatures?" He asked. The pet attendant smiled. "Sure what would you like to know?" OOC: woot! woot! finaly finished!!!
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Post by Megamind on Nov 30, 2011 21:27:53 GMT -5
Syx looked around for the perfect place. He badly needed some supplies but of course the black market was super expensive. Syx would've just gone and robbed an electronics store, but he couldn't find what he needed from there. He knew what he needed, but he could only get it through the black market. He wanted to just steal from the people who had his items....but they had guns and he didn't....Sometimes it sucked being a newbie villain. Syx roamed the alleys looking for a perfect place with not so many people but just enough to give him some of the money he needed. That was when he spoted a pet shop. Perfect! Lots of people loved pets. He was sure he could get a decent amount from here.Plus he could take from the people inside as well. He didn't see too many, but that was a good thing. It looked far enough away from the police station to give him a chance for a clean break away. Syx took a calming breath and placed a hand on his dehydration gun. Yes, he'd finally got it to start working again. It had gone hywire a few days ago and fired randomly. Syx figured some of the wirings needed to be replaced since he'd made it from scraps anyway. When he got the right material, he was going to build himself a fancier better version of it. He loved the dehydration gun. It hardly ever left his side, but he knew the one he had now wasn't going to last. That was okay though. Syx had planned to build a better one anyway. One with seven settings inside of the five her had now. Syx watched until the streets were virtually empty before fixing his tall collar and cocking his shoulders back to try to look taller than he really was, and that was pretty short. Syx had half the mind to put on high heels to make himself at least match a common height. He was really short compared to everyone around him, but it didn't matter. Height didn't matter. It was the style and the way he presented himself that would make people fear him. Plus the blue skin gave a good kick of intimidation to a lot of people. Syx threw down a smoke pellet just before opening the door. The doors of the pet shop burst open with blinding light and smoke as the dark shadowy figure stood there tall and proud. Presentation was everything, and though this was a bit childish, it worked just well. Syx struted forward his head held high and an evil smirk on his hansome face. He withdraw his de-gun from his holster by his side and held it up in a threaten manor to the pet attendant. "I require the money from your re-gister." Syx said in a confident tone mispronoucing the word register by actident. The attendant seemed paralyized with fear. "Now." He ordered her. He then looked at the customer standing there. "And you too." Syx said sure this was how someone robbed a place. He had never exactly seen it or done so, but he'd heard about it from the prisoners he used to cell by. "Hand over your wallet." He told the customer. (This robbery will be offical on 12/3/11) Robbing: Kyle Withers: half his vault Pet store: $30 [/color][/center]
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