Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20191128122209

(Gonna be home alone for the next few days because I have to work on Thanksgiving and Black Friday, so I'm missing out on visiting the fam. Is getting close to 40 degrees F (4.5 C), and my mood all morning was Curl up with blanket, listen to My Heart Will Go On, All By Myself, Total Eclipse of the Heart, etc. on repeat, crying optional with cravings for chocolate covered Milk Bones for some random reason.)

As soon as she's released, Lulu scampers off to cower behind Theo, her little Kobold body trembling with fear. She had changed into her croptop and daisy dukes before they left, but given how small and tight they were, and how much they revealed, it would be easy to miss them. Kreed's eyes go wide when he realizes just who this shapeshifter was.

"... It's Kreed, actually..." he grumbles, understandibly not putting his guard down around a too chummy shapeshifter.

''False Alarm, Lia... They helped us escape earlier...''

He sends a private hypersonic message to his wife to cancel the danger one that was sent when he saw Urru grabbing Lulu.

MEANWHILE

Millie's body freezes, a look of shock and horror on her face not for his appearance, but for finally knowing why she hadn't heard from them in so long.

"Th-... they're..."

Hot tears streak down in torrents down her ivory face, her body shaking from her rappidly failing attempts to not cry. Finally, she broke down into a sobbing mess with him, holding him in a tight embrace.

"No! no no no no! Please! Gods please... not them! Maria...  Cloe... Gabby... Gods, please don't let it be true!" she begged through her tears to no one in particular, till finally she completely broke down and begain to wail in despair with Steven, rocking back and forth as she held onto what was left on him.

MEANWHILE

Roxy stopped chewing for a moment to look at the picture, a rather sad expression on her face. after about a minuite of staring at the picture, reminicing over Lulu and their master Tobias. without a single word, she slid the photo over to her lawyer and nodded in agreement.

MEANWHILE

Malones stops smoking his cuban cigar and somehow puffs out a thick cloud of smoke into the air as he looks down and groans in exasperation. He then walks over and slaps Jack upside the head.

"One! That's no way to speak to or treat a lady ya mook!"

He then slaps him upside the head again, "Two!...", he picks up one of the pearls that came off when Jack ripped it off the siren's neck and crushed it into dust between his fingers. "It's a fake, plastic even! Looks like songbird's boy toy cheeped out on the gifts..."

The siren makes a scandalized face and turns to the older gentleman next to her before slapping him repeatedly. The skeleton boss growls and rubs a cracked spot on his jaw held together by some staples as he walks up to Derrick.

"Are you sure? Manu! Check the vault!" he calls out to his mummy second in command and body guard.

Manu Was completely bandaged from head to toe and wore dress shoes, slacks, a dress shirt and a black vest on top of it, standing in the center of the room dual weilding two silver .45 handguns in his hand while tentacle-like bandages aimed about twelve more tommy guns, shotguns and a grenade at the hostages. He grunts in acknowledgement and walks to the vault, taking a look inside and seeing every last safe or lockbox was completely emptied of anything valuble. He turns to Bones Malone and gives him a nod to confirm.

"Good, now let's blow this dump! And I don't wan't anybody playing hero now! Last guy who tried it gave me a few staples, I gave him a lead bath!" He directs the last part to the hostages, rubbing the broken part of his jaw, remembering the red headded punk who busted it almost three years ago at this same bank.

(Here's Manu, just add some mummy wrap tentacles.)