#gotcrimes

[sneakthieflupin-blog]

@gotcrimes || starter call.

“Huh.”  Lupin leaned forward towards the stranger.  “You really see all kinds in this place.”

[doorknobwielder]

“leave the limbs you’ve lost. they belong to me now."

“I might have lost a limb but you’re about to lose exactly one life if you try to take one of them. They’re still mine, punk.”

[punrifyingflame]

@gotcrimes liked for a starter

“Oh, hello! Would you like your fortune told?” Lailah held out her paper cards with a smile. It’d been a while since she’d done this, and it was always interesting.

[nightmxre-eyes]

Gregg just looking at Mae, smiling incessantly. "May day and Bee Bee sitting in a tree~" He won't be obnoxious. But he is happy for her.

   “Gregg, I love you, but listen.” She can’t even help the smile on her face, and doesn’t even sound angry. She could never be angry as of right now.

[lackofoxxygen]

He’s in his suit of armor, metallic crystal clanking as it deflects punches and other various attacks from the rioters. He’s separating people by pulling them apart and dragging them away out of fighting distance. He really doesn’t have a way to pacify them besides dragging them far enough away or knocking them out with a punch.

He’s just about done dragging this one pair of rioters away when a brick hits the back of his helmet, and he whips around and clangs his fists together.

“Alright you son of a bitch, you’re taking a fist-nap.”

He starts marching towards the offender, before catching a glimpse of an energetic figure doing a familiar arm wave. Is that...oh no. He goes running over, turning his back to shield the other from a shower of debris, before lightning starts to build up in his right hand and he turns around and unleashes it, catching a couple choice rioters in the arc and knocking them out. The visor on his helmet opens.

“Gregg, it’s me, Steve, we don’t have time, lets get the hell out of here!” His gauntleted hand still smoking, he gestures for the other to run in the other direction.

@gotcrimes

[nightmxre-eyes]

"You have called for me, my child? Till me what 'tis your plight?" Gregg is totally wearing a halo he made out of some random wire he just found. If it really is him. Could this really be God??

   “Oh. My God.” The cat tries not to snort as the figure approaches, and she hears the voice. “Now this, is truly a blessing! If it isn’t God Himself! Please... Give me a blessing this day!”

[requiemsfighter]

@gotcrimes

Looking around at the various people and groups running around, Joey slowed to a halt to catch his breath. He’s been at it for a while and honestly had the bare minimum of points, not counting the ones that were stolen away from the black balloons. It wasn’t a good situation by a long shot but it was better than waiting around for someone to try a hand at his life. Still, even in this bleak situation he didn’t want to not help anyone consindering the severe punishment that would come from it.

Shaking his head, he noticed a...bipedal fox? looking around with a weapon of his own hunting for what he assumed was the balloons as well.

“Hey, are you alright? Do you..need any help?” 

[driftingautumns-a-blog]

If this fox starts the band here, would Bea wanna join?

Bea will join out of obligation of getting the band back together.