franklen_four (franklen_four) wrote,
@ 2009-12-20 17:33:00

Testing Thread 2
Franklin slipped his hand through the hole in the glass and grabbed the money the Teller had from his account. It was nice to have money in his pocket once in awhile. He turned away and walked toward the door, ready to leave for home. The only problem was what was about to happen.

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	nextgen_rogues 2009-12-23 04:18 am UTC (link)
	Some of the clowns got hit by the flying furniture while others managed to duck them. Some ran for it, while others tried to get the cash from the tellers. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	franklen_four 2009-12-23 04:23 am UTC (link)
	Still hiding in the background, Franklin changed his method of assault as he heard the sirens of the police cars getting closer. This time he made a telekinetic attempts to pull the money away from the clowns and hold it on the cieling, so that they would never be able to reach it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_rogues 2009-12-23 04:30 am UTC (link)
	The clowns tried to get the money but were unsuccessful. Clown King was NOT HAPPY! An unhappy clown was a pitiful sight indeed. It was not supposed to go this way. This was supposed to be an easy job and easy money. "Runaway, my clowns! Runaway!" he shouted. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	franklen_four 2009-12-23 04:38 am UTC (link)
	Franklin felt content to let the clowns "run away". The police cars were parked outside, and the men in their blazing blue uniforms were poised with their guns. He sighed in relief and thought that things were going to be just fine now that the authority had shown up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_rogues 2009-12-23 04:42 am UTC (link)
	Clown King ran out the door last after his clown army. He had been so close. So close. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

franklen_four
2009-12-23 04:49 am UTC (link)

After the boss had left, and the bank was clear of the clowns, Franklin took the liberty and returnins all the furniture and money back to the way it was. Of course, the act of doing so was causing commotions. He just played the part of a bewildered and somewhat scared dude like the rest of the crowd.

He really didn't want to be the hero, and he might have just accomplished that goal. But there was a nagging feeling in the back of his head: 'At what cost? The bad guys got away. They could do it again.'

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