He got arrested?
Well that explains where he disappeared to, at least. One minute he was with Spawn 'n I gettin' gas, th' next minute... Poof! We checked out the house when we heard th' police sirens. Got there just in time t'see the idiot gettin' hauled off in handcuffs.
An' now we gotta lay low, 'case a whole lotta Sims are runnin' around shoutin' about Creeper. At least I think that's what they're sayin', but I really have no clue. Sounds like gibberish t'me, even worse than Q*Bert-ese! All I know is that skull symbols an' a whole lotta arm wavin' means th' same in any language.
I'm not sure what t'do at this point. We're still stuck here thanks t' GCS security, so leavin' won't do us much good at this point. Plus I'd feel a little guilty leavin' th' poor loser in prison t'die. But just a little.
Dunno how I'm s'posed t'do anythin', though. Apparently Turbos are public enemy number one around here, an' I have th' great misfortune 'a bein' a closer look-alike to the murderer than 2.0 is. Th' minute I try anythin' they'll be on me. I mean it's not like I c'n just kill a cop, steal his code, an'...
Wait a minute...