New York City Hiest

1 Sly-Cooper Cooper was at the Museum of National History in New York. He figured the best thing to do was to disguise himself as one of the night guards. The actual one he acted as was a little tied up. After he said night to the day guards, he said to himself as he headed for the Egyptian display, "Attention shoppers, we have a special today on Egyptian treasures." When he got to the display, he saw a lot of jewels and gold. He then used the tip his cane to cut a circle around the glass and carefuly placed it down before he took the loot and left his calling card, a blue masked white-headed racoon. Now as the sun strated to rise he took off.

2 Duck-King At NYC visiting his Brother Tom at their Hot Dog Stand that is Mobile ,Damon was on his ACME Assigned Laptop along with his Normal one he used for Hacking.. got into many surveillance systems as Tom was cooking Three Harlem Dogs for Customers Damon saw something on Museum of National History Network Surveillance as he saw a man wearing a Hat and Bandanna over his face to hide it.. Damon took some pictures to save it to his Hardrive to identify who this man was with closer research.. Knowing he was Three City blocks away fromt he Museum Damon knew not one would make it in time to caputre this Thief let alone the Police.. This guy was slick really slick as Damon also saw the card the man left behind.. "Yo Mon REALLY git off that Computer!!!' Tom said as there was a line of Customers waiting outside of the stand as Damon Jumped out and took out a Note pad to take orders for the Hungry Crowd as well as him turning on the Hip Hop Music on the Radio...

3 Sly-Cooper Cooper disguised himself as a rollerblader to keep himself from getting spotted as the theif who rob the Museum of National History. As he was skating, his stomac was growing and was craving for a hot dog. He stopped at a mobile hot dog stand and order. "One foot-long with lettus and ketchup please." he ordered.

4 Duck-King As Damon took many orders he saw a very particular figure within the line it was the Roller blader who ordered the Foot-long with Lettuce as he raised his eyebrow with his blue sunglasses he just went about work as Tom would have wanted him to.. Damon danced over to the stand where Tom and Honey were cooking and this time Damon decided to keep his suspicions on the "Down Low" as they would say in Harlem as he handed over the orders to His brother and soon to be sister.. As each order was being Prepared Damon started to clap his hands to attract more customers as Tom turned the music louder of Damon to Dance "Duck Bro Mon!!!! Start da Hip De Hop Breaking ya!!!!" the B-Boy music beats started to blaze at the stand as Damon started his Break Dance Number from a Foot shuffle to C-Walk going into a Windmill spin on the ground to a Baby Freeze gesture and stopped.. As he ran over to the stand to hand out the Orders especially the one with the Lettuce and Ketchup he walked over to the Roller Blader and did the wave with his arms to Hand him his Hot-Dog and looked at the man... " WikiWiki Man!!! That's $2.50 Dude"  Damon said as his eyes were covered by his sunglasses he looked into the man's face with a still calm demeanor that was not obvious awaiting the payment for the food

5 Sly-Cooper Sly knew that an ACME agent could be one of the hot dog owners. As Cooper paid the meal he left his mark in one of the bills. "Keep the change, man." he said as he rolled away. As he left, he enjoyed the meal and prepared to hit the Museum of Modern Art.

6 Duck-King Damon took the Bill as the man told him "Keep the Change Man" he looked it was a real five whole dollars with that same Calling card mark he saw on the screen he hacked into the computer.. It was a particular mark but not a familiar one with in the ACME/ VILE Database.. Damon knew he had to chase this person down or well at least follow him. Running into the stand Damon grabs a Beanie cap with a Brim to the side while taking off his vest and replacing it with a hoodie that was a darker color but not as noticeable he puts on his cap to hide his wildly colored hair and puts on his dark red sunglasses as he wave to his brother he has something ACME business to do. Tom nods and speaks loudly "Dude mon vacation ya know need help in the stand later!!!" Damon nodded as he put on his ACME blue tooth and Cellphone as he jogged from the Hot Dog stand to catching up with the Roller Blader in the distance.. Not being a expert on sneaking Damon trips on his shoelace falling on a near by Garbage can... A bit Dazed he dials up his cellphone to call one agent in the area or Photographer in the area to help him with picture clues...

7 Sly-Cooper Cooper heard something or someone behind him. His hunch was right about an ACME agent following him. 'Must be a rookie,' Cooper thought as he turned and saw what happend. As soon as he saw Damon, Cooper decided to give him a chase.

8 Duck-King  Sly-Cooper said:  Cooper heard something or someone behind him. His hunch was right about an ACME agent following him. 'Must be a rookie,' Cooper thought as he turned and saw what happend. As soon as he saw Damon, Cooper decided to give him a chase.  Rookie or not Damon knew he could not catch up nor give up.. But there was a reason he was in ACME even though he is not the type to go on a chase Damon would use his street smarts and resources  to help him out.. Still on the Floor of with the Fallen Garbage cans Damon spoke into the Blue tooth and spoke clearly "Call Flashy-D." Flash Dweebly was the name of the person that Damon decided to call. Despite being the nerdiest photograper in All of A.C.M.E. Flash is a great dependable guy who is loyal to his friends and has a huge heart.. " Flashy D Yo man This VILE Wack job is heading towards 21 st and Grand Central you think you can follow him and take photographs from there and send it to my phone as well do not let  him catch you man." Flash nodded and spoke " Okay Duck I will... You owe me"  Damon Replied "Anytime Flashy D!!!!"

9 Sly-Cooper As Sly headed towards 21st and Grand Central, head decided to ditch his disguise and decided to take to the roofs. Sly was going to do a few acrobatic leaps and jumps while avoiding the ACME agent. While Sly was jumping around, Flash Dweebly was getting the photos of Cooper.

The Giza Affair A story about one El Capitan and one Sly-Cooper. This an RPG that anyone can join. The more the merrier.

1 Emmesey-Squire It was a chilly night. El Capitan was thinking of a conversation he had with a fellow member of VILE; one Sly-Cooper. He had told him that his past crimes were at best boring. I mean really, stealing from a museum was child's play. It wasn't something that set you apart from the others and become more than a speck in Carmen's eyes. So he had convinced Sly to pull off a really big job. They were going to steal one of the Pyramids of Egypt or at least attempt it. That would get people's attention to Sly. But in order for this game to really matter he needed some players. He sent a coded email to his cousin Strange-Fate daring her to come catch them and why not bring Chase while she was at it. Now all that was left was to get Sly and they be on their way.

2 Sly-Cooper Cooper thought about what El Capitan said about his crimes. He figured that a big heist would be just the thing. He gathered up his supllies and camera for recon. As soon as he got his bag packed and his cane, he went to tell El Capitan he was ready to go.

3 Emmesey-Squire El Capitan found Sly looking for him. "Ready? Good. Off to one of my private jets." He lead Sly to a door that opened to his private airfield which was full of all sorts of craft. He and Sly boarded a black one with a red cloud stamped it's side. He pressed a button on his wrist band and the Jet took off. "Now Sly pulling this job off or not doesn't really matter. It's about increasing your rep and impressing the boss lady. On top of that Acme or anybody else for that matter won't catch us."

4 Sly-Cooper Emmesey-Squire said: "Now Sly pulling this job off or not doesn't really matter. It's about increasing your rep and impressing the boss lady. On top of that Acme or anybody else for that matter won't catch us."  "I do want to try and get on her good side, and I could probably get something nice for her," Sly said as he sat down and enjoyed the flight. He needed to try and do anything to annoy the law and to a little fun once in a while. As they headed to Egypt, Sly decided to pull his hat down and take a little nap.

5 Emmesey-Squire Sly-Cooper said:  Emmesey-Squire said: "Now Sly pulling this job off or not doesn't really matter. It's about increasing your rep and impressing the boss lady. On top of that Acme or anybody else for that matter won't catch us."  "I do want to try and get on her good side, and I could probably get something nice for her," Sly said as he sat down and enjoyed the flight. He needed to try and do anything to annoy the law and to a little fun once in a while. As they headed to Egypt, Sly decided to pull his hat down and take a little nap.  "It's not about getting on her good side. It's about getting her to notice that you're capable of big things; so that she'll know you'll be really useful to her. At the the same time she'll be useful to you." "Oh and don't sleep too long we'll be landing in a few minutes."

6 Sly-Cooper Emmesey-Squire said: "It's not about getting on her good side. It's about getting her to notice that you're capable of big things; so that she'll know you'll be really useful to her. At the the same time she'll be useful to you." "How can she be useful to me?" Cooper asked El Captain as he raised the rim of his hat. Sly never uses anyone unless it's part of his plan. He also was thinking of how they would steal a pyramid and when.

7 Emmesey-Squire Sly-Cooper said: Emmesey-Squire said: "It's not about getting on her good side. It's about getting her to notice that you're capable of big things; so that she'll know you'll be really useful to her. At the the same time she'll be useful to you." "How can she be useful to me?" Cooper asked El Captain as he raised the rim of his hat. Sly never uses anyone unless it's part of his plan. He also was thinking of how they would steal a pyramid and when.  "How she can can be useful to you really depends on you.". "Anyway we'll steal the pyramid after I send this taunting note to my cousin." El Capitan answered as he took out his laptop.

8 Strange-Fate Meanwhile in her room, Strange-Fate had gotten a message from her cousin of all people. It read: Cousin I'm about to steal one of the Pyramids of Giza. Just try and stop me Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Love, E=MC2 P.S. I dare you to bring Chase. I dare you. "Uh-oh. This can't be good." She had to get a message to the Chief.

9 Chief Chief had been pondering over a short vacation-weekend of cricket or golf when a message arrived on his communicator.  One of the younger agents calling herself Strange-Fate, has been in contact with her cousin, who happened to be a VILE agent. All that aside, the note requested help, and Chief forwarded a message to his set of remaining agents. Available agents, Report with Strange-Fate to rendez-vous at ACME meeting room 6.  V.I.L.E. agents have threatened to steal the pyramids at Giza, determine the threat-level and proceed as a team. Your coordinator, Chief Weller (OOC: Any and all ACME Agents, feel free to join in by writing below, if you have questions, contact any of the players above as well.)

10 Emmesey-Squire El Capitan typed a few commands to his minions on the ground to check to see if conditions were good. El Capitan loved Egypt it was one of the most magical places on Earth and he fully intended to use it all. it would quite interesting to see what his enemies were going to do. As if they could actually stop him. He laughed at the idea.

11 Sly-Cooper Sly was thinking of a way to make his mark if they did succeed this mission. As the jet landed, he got out and said, "Ah, Egypt. Home of the first Cooper theif, Slytankhamen II, and where I'm gonna make my mark."

12 Emmesey-Squire "Okay the plan is simple. We go in, we steal one of the pyramids, they try and stop us, we laugh at them, we leave. Oh and maybe we'll blow it up or drop it on someone or whatever we're in the mood for. Either way they won't forget you." El Capitan said nonchalantly.

13 Sly-Cooper Emmesey-Squire said: "Okay the plan is simple. We go in, we steal one of the pyramids, they try and stop us, we laugh at them, we leave. Oh and maybe we'll blow it up or drop it on someone or whatever we're in the mood for. Either way they won't forget you." El Capitan said nonchalantly.  "I suggest we keep it safe. Have you no honor? And do you want Carmen to kill us for doing that?" Sly said with anger to El Capitan while his cane was pointed at him. Cooper had a soft spot for protecting landmarks.

14 Emmesey-Squire Sly-Cooper said:  Emmesey-Squire said: "Okay the plan is simple. We go in, we steal one of the pyramids, they try and stop us, we laugh at them, we leave. Oh and maybe we'll blow it up or drop it on someone or whatever we're in the mood for. Either way they won't forget you." El Capitan said nonchalantly.  "I suggest we keep it safe. Have you no honor? And do you want Carmen to kill us for doing that?" Sly said with anger to El Capitan while his cane was pointed at him. Cooper had a soft spot for protecting landmarks.  "Hey! It was a joke. I didn't mean it seriously. In any case let's get going there's some transport just over that dune." El Capitan straight.

15 Sly-Cooper Emmesey-Squire said:"Hey! It was a joke. I didn't mean it seriously. In any case let's get going there's some transport just over that dune." El Captain straight. "Make a joke like that again, and I'll put you a sarcougocas and ship it ACME!" Cooper said as readied his disguise as a tourist.

My First Crime for VILE

1 Sly-Cooper Sly was currenty browsing aruond a museum in Chicago. This museum had a very special exhibit on his pirate ancestor, Henriette "One Eye" Cooper.  She was one of the best female pirates who sailed the seas and stole from other pirates. "Something for my boss to see, and enjoy." he said. As he got my camera ready to take photos of the area, his Vile phone rang. It was an unknown number."What's up?" he asked. Someone wanted him to help out a V.I.L.E agent in Graceland to steal some of the king of rock and roll's albums. "Why not, just let me finish up my work here and I'll head out." he told them as he took his great-aunt's hook and left his calling card. He hooped on his bike and rode off to Tennessee.

2 Sarah-Nade Sarah gave a tired yawn as she made her way past the guitar shaped pool to the resteraunt of the Days Inn at Graceland, a motel just across the way from Graceland in Memphis, TN.  Aside from having instrument shaped places to do morning laps they also served, in Sarah's humble opinion, the best waffles known to man.  How did she know?  This was Graceland, to say she'd been here before was like saying that humans occasionally breathe every once in a while.  Also she'd stolen Graceland once.  Yes.  Stolen Graceland.  But that had been years ago and, though she still had it in her to make off with buildings and collections of really weird furnishings word had come from the higher ups that she was to wait for a partner.  Upon hearing the news Sarah had been... less than pleased.  Like promised Sarah sat, waiting for her... partner... to arrive while feasting on waffles with whipped cream.

3 Sly-Cooper Sly was told that he would be helping out the VILE queen of punk rock Sarah Nade. He was suppose to meet her at the Days Inn at Memphis, TN. He parked his bike and checked in. Then looked around and saw her eating waffles with whipped cream. If she didn't know who her partner was, she would be in for a shock. He did a few acrobatic flips and landed in the chair next to her.

4 Sarah-Nade Seeing someone moving fast in her direction Sarah instinctively reached for her pepper spray before realizing that the figure was in fact aiming himself for the chair across from her.  Her new partner.  Marvelous.  The waitress, who's back had been turned moments before, looked to the table and gave a gasp, seeing the figure who she'd obviously not seen or taken account of.  Sarah's hand returned to the table top and reached for her coffee cup, bringing it up towards her lips.  "Would you like to carry around a sign that says 'I'm a potential threat' while you're at it?" she asked, her tone obviously that of someone not amused.  Her eyes turned to the waitress who was waiting to ask Sly if he wanted anything to eat or drink.  "No coffee for this one... he'll be bouncing off the walls."

5 Sly-Cooper Sarah Nade said: "No coffee for this one... he'll be bouncing off the walls."  After Sarah said that, Cooper said to the waitress,"I'll take a soda, thanks." As soon the waitress left, Sly told Sara that he perfers to have a cold drink, then gave Sarah the info on what they were going to steal, Elvis' gold records. "Think about it, the queen of punk having the king of rock's records on her next album," he told her. He explaind to Sarah how they were going to take the records, told her where the records are housed at, and showed her his bag of costumes. He then told her that they were going to split the profits 50/50.

6 Sarah-Nade Sarah listened to the new VILE agent in silence as he went over what, in his mind, was how things worked in these sorts of jobs.  The kid came highly recommended for his thieving skills and judging from his speed and cockiness she was 95% sure that there had been no lies about that.  But when it came to standard VILE protocol he was green.  VERY green.  She quietly munched on her waffles as he finished his song and dance and show of costumes and then wiped her mouth with the cloth napkin before taking a sip of water.  "Anything stolen for VILE goes back to headquarters.  We collect a flat fee based on the job so there's really no splitting half and half.  If I remember correctly the guards for the house tend to stick to their office after 1am so it might just be easier to slip in at night..." The musician smirked.  "Also, putting me in a pink dress for a disguise is a bad idea.  But otherwise you're doing alright.  So, assuming that you know how to handle this job, where do you think we go from here?"

7 Sly-Cooper Sarah-Nade said:"Anything stolen for VILE goes back to headquarters.  We collect a flat fee based on the job so there's really no splitting half and half.  If I remember correctly the guards for the house tend to stick to their office after 1am so it might just be easier to slip in at night..." The musician smirked.  "Also, putting me in a pink dress for a disguise is a bad idea.  But otherwise you're doing alright.  So, assuming that you know how to handle this job, where do you think we go from here?" Later that night, Sly and Sarah watched behind the trees and waited for the guards to go to their office. As the guards went into the office, Sly gave Sarah the sign to come. They went to Elvis' trophy house that stored the records. "I'll get the left side, you get the right." Sly suggested to Sarah.

Opening Night

1 Epsilon_Rose A blond man in a black wind breaker, light blue t-shirt, and khaki pants was sitting at an outdoor cafe, people watching while drinking a chi tea late and generally feeling quite good about himself. He was in such high spirits because he had just finished taking out an ad in the Baltimore Sun and was now engaged in one of his favorite activities while drinking one of his favorite beverages. As a burly businessmen man bustled past, phone to ear, briefcase in hand, intent on some meeting, the blond man idly wondered what the papers advertising department would think of his submission, it was, after all, a very unusual ad: he was standing in his traditional business uniform with his logo, a dragon winding it's way up a stylized rose before arcing over the edge of the blossom and striking down at it's core, directly behind him; around the edge was written “In celebration of my upcoming tour I shall be giving a private performance of my great show, during the course of which I shall steal a Mother and Child. All law enforcement officers, the honorable members of the fourth estate, and the esteemable agents of ACME are invited. The show will begin promptly at 7:00 Sunday afternoon. Admission, as usual, will be free and on a first come first serve basis. There will be a door prize!”. Yes Epsilon Rose was feeling quite pleased with himself. (Sorry for being so late in posting this. A final bit of information before I send you on your way, this ad will appear in the Monday addition of the Baltimore Sun making this post occurs on Sunday. I have no plans to act before the theft though I will if prompted; please post when you are ready for the story to advance to the time of the theft.)

2 Miss_Guided MONDAY, 5:24amPST It was morning.  The uncovered legs of ACME's newest Special Agent poked out from under her blankets at random angles as she hugged her pillow, snoring into it softly.  The first of morning's rays peeked through the crack in her curtains, safely hitting the wall across the room, a safe distance from Missy Wayward's eyes.  Her mouth left open just a little it was questionable whether or not she was drooling when her communicator went off.  She continued to snore as the sound, at first a soft beeping, started to get louder until finally Melissa opened one eye and grabbed the communicator from the nightstand, fumbling to try and turn off the alarm as her eyes squinted to read message details without her glasses.  Yawning and wiping sleep from her eyes Missy stood, letting the blanket fall from her form leaving her in a t-shirt and pair of boxer shorts, and turned on the lights before reaching for her glasses (as she had yet to put on her contacts.)  ACME Control Case Assignments URGENT Agent:  Melissa Wayward Supervising Detective (Temp. Case Supervisor > Chase Devineaux) Reported 8:02amEST- An advertisement was taken out in the Baltimore Sun.   "In celebration of my upcoming tour I shall be giving a private performance of my great show, during the course of which I shall steal a Mother and Child. All law enforcement officers, the honorable members of the fourth estate, and the esteemable agents of ACME are invited. The show will begin promptly at 7:00 Sunday afternoon. Admission, as usual, will be free and on a first come first serve basis. There will be a door prize!” Accompanied with the following image.  Baltimore Police have contacted ACME and are ready with full cooperation.  Missy groaned, letting her hand with the communicator drop to her side as she moved to the bathroom to start brushing her teeth and putting in her contacts, grumbling unhappy sentences to herself as she did so.  "A by the book case of a cocky thief... sure, lets sick Special Ops on that one... that makes sense..." Grabbing a pair of pants from the bathroom floor and a button down shirt hanging from her laundry basket Missy was dressed quickly and, after twisting her hair into a makeshift bun, starting to send a message to the younger agents as she threw together her laptop bag.  All New ACME Agents       Please report to Meeting Room B on the fourth floor for new assignment.  Bring coffee.  Melissa Wayward, Supervising Agent

3 Chyanime Chyenne looked slowly to her side as she heard her laptop beep with a new email. She groggily sat up and looked to her computer on the nightstand.  For some reason, she couldn't sleep well that night so she was stuck between tired and wide awake. Her body knew it needed more and didn't want to get up, but her eyes were wide open and her mind in full gear.  Once she read the message, she re-read it to make sure her sleep deprivation wasn't getting the better of her. She quickly set her music going and rushed to get dressed, tugging on a t-shirt and jumping into a pair of jeans. She grabbed her messenger bag, which held her money, her cell, ipod, favorite manga, drawing stuff, passport, and ID before going back to the laptop to respond to the message. "Any specific kind?"   With that she closed and placed her laptop in her messenger bag and headed down and out. "TAXI!" she cried and whistled. For being a country girl, she learned how to deal with the city quickly. Plus, she had learned how to yell and whistle loudly back home.  She got in and told the driver to go to Starbucks and she'd give him extra cash if he could wait and take her to the ACME building.  He agreed and she waited for her email response to come in on her cell. ((was that ok?))

4 Miss_Guided ((yes, that was perfect.  So no one else wants to post in this, huh?  Okie dokie then...)) Closing the door to her ACME dorm and shouldering her bag a little better Missy felt her blackberry vibrate at her hip.  She pulled it from her holster and started to bring it to her eyes as she yawned. "Any specific kind?" Missy recognized the name of the sender a little bit but to ask her to fully remember new recruits at this time in the morning was simply cruel.  She groaned softly as she put in her reply with one hand, leaning against the wall as she did so.  [ Caffinated, skim milk, sugar] Hearing the ding of the elevator Missy ran towards where she knew it would be just starting to close.  She DID have places to be afterall.  Missy arrived at Meetingroom B looking no better or more conscious than she had minutes before and hooked up her laptop to the room's ceiling mounted projector, lowered the white projection screen with the press of a button and loaded the specifics on the case which had arrived in her email only moments ago.  "Chase had better have a good reason to miss this..." she grumbled softly to herself once the set up was completed.  "Waking me up at 5:30 in the morning... its a crime in itself."

5 Chyanime I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want... Chyenne's Motorola Karma began to sing and she scrambled to get it as the taxi man chuckled.  She read the message and smiled. She turned to the man. "Would you like some coffee too?" she was in that great of a mood. Chyenne walked into the Meeting Room B, opening the door with her back since her hands were full.  Looking around she whistled.  "Wow....I'm one of the first here..."  She then placed her bag and Strawberry Cream down at a spot on the table before walking over to the Special Agent.  "Ms Wayward, your coffee" she offered.

6 AdrienneStallone Adrienne was watching her computer when the message popped up. She sighed and then e-mailed back. "Anything fancy?" and then prepared to go get the coffee. She may be new at ACME but she had been waiting for this opportunity for a while. She finished typing up a report and then picked up her purse. She then got her keys ready to drive to ACME. She shook her head and just thought of what this new assignment might be. She wasn't sure what they would put her on, being a new agent and she had her doubts. She pushed her glasses up her nose and then primped her hair.

7 Miss_Guided "Hmmm?" Missy half groaned, half muttered as she looked up at the voice that reffered to her by last name and found herself looking at a Starbucks cup with one of those little green stoppers on the top.  As she took the cup from the girl's hand she looked up at her face, connecting the face with the name from the text message.  "Mmmm.  Thank you Cheyanne." She took a couple of sips and started to stretch.  "I hope this isn't going to be everyone..." she noted, taking into account that so far there were only the two of them.  A bad attendance meant more work for her.  Opening her mouth to say something else she paused as her blackberry at her hip went off and she pulled it to her eyes.  "Anything fancy?" 'Thank god, more people.' Missy thought to herself as she typed back an answer.  Got coffee.  But if you're in the area get some donuts Smiling a little more Missy started to pull up her information.  Once all the detectives for this case were assembled, no matter how small the number they be, they'd start going over information.

8 Chyanime {{you so butchered my name XD lol}} Chyenne smiled widely.  "No problem ma'am!" she responded cheerily before going back to her seat and taking a big sip of her strawberry cream...with extra whip cream.  She had such a sweet tooth, it was a wonder she wasn't diabetic...that's what you get from growing up in the south!  "So....how are you this morning?"   She didn't like the silence so she tried to start up a conversation.

9 AdrienneStallone Adrienne put on her helmet and got on her motorcycle and drove to the doughnut store. She picked up two dozen assorted doughnuts and headed to the meeting. Her helmet was painted with black angel wings on a silver background. The feathered wings had blood red tips. As she arrived at ACME HQ, she parked her bike and grabbed the bag containing the doughnuts and headed up to the meeting room. "I hope I haven't missed much." She took out the box of doughnuts and set them in the middle of the table.

10 Miss_Guided "So....how are you this morning?"  Looking up from her coffee and to, Che-Chy- oh man, what was this girl's name again?  Chyenne, with a sideways glance Missy felt the crankiness of the morning trying to conceal itself.  It was absolutely nothing personal against the new agent anyway, in fact quite the contrary.  Missy just didn't like having to greet the day before the sun did for matters that weren't emergencies.  A veteran to a number of life or death situations Missy knew a crisis state when she saw one and, surprise surprise, Missy did not consider ads in the Baltimore Sun for museum robberies to be the cause for one.  "About three hours short on sleep and a quart low on patience but I'll survive." she replied, stifling a yawn.  "How about you?  You're pretty perky for six in the morning..." "I hope I haven't missed much." The voice in the room caused her head to turn to find the donuts box already heading for the table.  "Perfect timing." she said vaguely, though the thought was more fit to her need for the glazed donut which she grabbed with ninja like speed before turning on the projector with the panel at the front of the meeting room.  "Ladies, if you'll grab your breakfast items and take your seat we'll begin the briefing." Once both women present had finished getting seated Missy lowered the lights and projected an image of the newspaper ad on the white projector screen.  "This is the reason we're here.  ACME was informed of the presence of this advertisement in this morning's Baltimore Sun somewhere around 5 this morning.  Baltimore police say they've never seen the symbol before but ACME's databanks list this sign as one that has been used in this kind of thing before in other cities..."  She took a sip of her coffee.  Clicking her laptop's mouse the image zoomed in on the text.  In celebration of my upcoming tour I shall be giving a private performance of my great show, during the course of which I shall steal a Mother and Child. All law enforcement officers, the honorable members of the fourth estate, and the esteemable agents of ACME are invited. The show will begin promptly at 7:00 Sunday afternoon. Admission, as usual, will be free and on a first come first serve basis. There will be a door prize!” "Our main objective in this briefing is to figure out what his clues mean, where he plans on striking and what he plans on taking."

11 Chyanime Chyenne smiled, understanding completely. "I'm perky when its my first mission!"  She then turned as the other girl came in with doughnuts.  She let the boss get hers first before grabing a strawberry-filled and a glazed.  "Awesome helmet by the way." She commented with a smile as she sat down.  Watching the boss's presentation as she took a big bite of strawberry, and scoffed. This guy was cocky and just wanted attention. When she finished, her gears instantly began to work. "Well....the most famous mother and child is Mary and Jesus...but there are lots of art pieces of those...." But she could only think of the statue done by Michalangelo in Italy....it would be pretty massive to steal...

12 Miss_Guided "Mmmm..."  Missy looked up at the projection, taking another sip from her coffee cup.  "Alright, interesting thought, but why would this..."  She pointed to the image of the advertisement, "be in the Baltimore Sun then?  Why Baltimore?  I've got to admit I've only been there once for an event at the Museum of Art." Her nose wrinkled.

13 Sly-Cooper           While I was ready to do a crime in Baltamore, I read that some wannabe crook was going to steal something that involved family. "Finally, a new challange." I said as I got out of my hide-out. I made it to the museum before any one else to get the best seat for this.

Crimson and Hercule

1 Li_Huang [[Note from the Administrator: For the ease of readers and writers, this RP has been moved to its own thread, please feel free to write on without disruption.  Thanks!]] When time went by for me i walked to my black sedan driven by my bone head henchman daisy for hours to my hawaiian headquarters which is now to girly to look at,so i walked i to find my controlling EX-wife Noelle Dupont running this place without saying anything i ran to my room,my perfect heaven but was been renovated into her laboratory. At that moment i had to see my boss Carmen,to get ready for my top secret trip i packed my bags,suitcase and my briefcase.To be sure not to get caught i walked quietly to my ex-wife's room to use her clothes to use as a disguise,and i used a a red silk scarf to cover my mouth and nose to not cove suspicion. And i walked into the night...

2 Crimson My apartment, late at night After making myself a nice hot cup of peppermint tea, I sat down on the couch.  I turned on the T.V.  The local news was on.  "I suppose Grandma was watching the news" I thought to myself.  I flipped through the channels, only to find that nothing good was on, to my dismay. After realizing that nothing good was on T.V., I went into the diningroom.  My keyboard was there so I practiced my piano lessons.  I said to myself "This is so boring... I wish there was something here to spice up my life right now."  I took my peppermint tea with me and walked into the kitchen.  My backpack was there, so I figured I should review my French and Spanish just to pass the time. While casually drinking my tea and reviewing the Spanish verbs, a knock was heard at the door.  "Who could be at the door at this hour?" I thought to myself.  The door slowly opened.  There was a black shadow there.  It looked like it could have been a person but the hallway was so dark I couldn't tell.  The shadow spoke: "I have been meaning to talk to you, Crimson."   ((The rest of the story can be open to anyone if they desire.))

3 Li_Huang It was me who wanted to speak to her i dressed as an old lady of the name simone minnette dressed all white,with my bags dropped on the ground i told her "can i stay her until my close is clear?" i said but can i speak to you for a bit and i sat onto the comfy chair.

4 Crimson Li_Huang said: It was me who wanted to speak to her i dressed as an old lady of the name simone minnette dressed all white,with my bags dropped on the ground i told her "can i stay her until my close is clear?" i said but can i speak to you for a bit and i sat onto the comfy chair.  "Well, I would say yes but I do not know about how my grandma would feel if she saw a criminal in her living room." I said to him. I put the cup in the dishwasher so I could wash it later.  I turned around and said to him: "What do you have to talk to me about?"

5 Li_Huang dont worry i disguised myself as an nice old lady by the name simone minnette,i wanto tell you who do you work for and can i stay here for a few monthes until i my head clears up.it is fine if u dont want me here i mean no harm mes ami but i need some place to stay until this is over,but i need your bathroom inned to call my son he's the 3rd youngest of 5 boys and he's 18 years old too he's a handsome model and lacrosse player you can meet himif you like too. Please can i stay here until the things blow over?

6 Crimson  Li_Huang said:  dont worry i disguised myself as an nice old lady by the name simone minnette,i wanto tell you who do you work for and can i stay here for a few monthes until i my head clears up.it is fine if u dont want me here i mean no harm mes ami but i need some place to stay until this is over,but i need your bathroom inned to call my son he's the 3rd youngest of 5 boys and he's 18 years old too he's a handsome model and lacrosse player you can meet himif you like too. Please can i stay here until the things blow over?  I said: "To answer your questions, I work for VILE... for now... anyway, you can stay here if I can think of a way to explain this to my grandma... just remember I am at school during the day, now.  Carmen, Chase, and others want me back in school."  I put my Spanish textbook away and pulled out my French textbook.  "You can use the phone for now to call your son.  And I am still stuck in the 'boys are yucky' stage for the most part.  There are some men that are attractive."  I said, with a chuckle. I was about to bring the phone to Li when I remembered something.  "I know where you can stay for a while, if it is alright with this person."

7 Li_Huang And crimson gave me the phone and i called him my henchman rob who is actually my son who uses brawn,he's a young tall,dark and handsome,he's taller than me.he gave a smart alec remark but i dont get mad that.So called and came back and saw crimson reading the textbook and said"thanks for the room to stay and i'm goig to give you a gift of graditude a new cellphone is that great or what!?" with a smirk i gave a new VILE cellphone with the logo on it. so thats for you so i told i have to sleep early for a nice trip down the countryside so au revoir...

8 Crimson Li_Huang said: and crimson gave me the phone and i called him my henchman rob who is actually my son who uses brawn,he's a young tall,dark and handsome,he's taller than me.he gave a smart alec remark but i dont get mad that.So called and came back and saw crimson reading the textbook and said"thanks for the room to stay and i'm goig to give you a gift of graditude a new cellphone is that great or what!?" with a smirk i gave a new VILE cellphone with the logo on it. so thats for you so i told i have to sleep early for a nice trip down the countryside so au revoir...  "Au revior, Monsieur! Merci, pour le portable!  Bon voyage!"  I shouted to Li as he walked out the door of my apartment. I turned the dishwasher on and put my textbook back in my backpack.  I brought the backpack with me into my bedroom.  I put the backpack down and took all the rings off of my fingers.  I look at the cellphone Li gave me.  "Such an odd looking cellphone" I said to myself, "But it is the thought that counts." I took my clothes off and put my nightgown on.  I climbed into my bed and thought about the interesting night I had.  After contemplating on this, I fell asleep very quickly, getting my rest for school tomorrow.

The Doctor is Back In

1 Dr_Belljar It had been over a decade since his last caper, and it seemed that the storm between ACME and VILE had passed. But everyone knew that the tension between the two organizations remained strong, especially him. And he hadn't even committed a crime in the past many years. It was morning in his lab, and he had just gotten out of his slumber chamber, after a seemingly endless battle with some cords in the chamber that almost always got tangled each morning. He grumbled and muttered as he stretched his arms and legs, trying to rid of the strains brought on by the battle with the cords. "This is one of the disadvantages of being a cyborg," he complained to himself as he threw his lab coat over his shoulders. No. That wasn't a typo you just read. This guy really is a cyborg. The cybernetic figure walked towards the fridge and opened it, searching around for something. He pulled out a red fogged glass bottle, opened the cap, and took a quick whiff. The odor proved to be too much for his olfactoral nerves, and gagged as soon as the smell reached his taste buds. "God, how long have I had this sake?" he asked himself. He turned the bottle around, and saw something at the bottom. "Oh, no... the expiration date was a week ago!" he moaned in dismay. He went to the sink and poured the expired sake into the sink, then walked over to a bin that said "GLASS ONLY" in big red letters. He opened the bin and threw the bottle into it. "That's one bottle of sake wasted," he uttered. Afterwards, he went to a closet in the corner of the room and opened it. He pulled out some bizarre-looking headgear, complete with wires, cables, auditory sensors, and an odd-looking optical sensor that covered his left eye. After almost an hour of connecting the cables and wires to the sockets on his forehead, and especially connecting the optical sensor over his eye, which was his least favorite part, the cyborg looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled. "Well, being a cyborg isn't ALL that bad," he said optimistically.

2 Eartha-Brute [OOC: Doc, this is good! You should make it a journal entry too.]

3 Dr_Belljar Eartha-Brute said: [OOC: Doc, this is good! You should make it a journal entry too.]  [OOC: Maybe I will make it a journal someday, Eartha.] After attaching the cluster of headgear to his biogenic head, the cyborg calmly strolled over to his computer. He sat down in a slighty torn, yet otherwise, comfortable leather chair and booted his PC up. He folded his arms and rolled his neck back and forth a couple of times as he waited for the desktop to appear. Finally, the desktop appeared, and the cyborg gleefully decided to check his e-mail. "Maybe she wrote back to me this time," he said hopefully as he clicked on his e-mail icon. Upon entering his inbox, he found that he had 1,346 messages in his inbox! He whistled in surprise as he saw the amount of e-mails he had. "I might have to call the Guinness Book of World Records," he joked to himself as he chuckled. His chuckle soon died down as he uttered, "Man, that joke was corny. Even by my standards." The cyborg decided to put all the jokes aside and get on with the e-mail reading. He scrolled down and saw that most of the e-mails were spam. "'Make $100,000 In Under A Week'... nope. 'Free Movies for One Year'... I don't think so. 'Free Virus Scan for your PC'... my PC doesn't need scanning, thank you very much. Wait... 'Free Pills To Increase the Size of Your...' I don't think so!" He continued to scroll down his messages until he reached the last message, which turned out to be a subscription offer for a magazine. "Still no response..." he said to himself, dishearted. A disappointed frown formed over the cybernetic being's face. He stared at the computer screen blankly for a few minutes, then his disappointment soon turned into anger. He growled lightly, then got up and started to pace across the floor. After about ten or so minutes of walking back for in the same six feet across the floor, he stopped in his tracks... and smiled. "Well, if she won't come to me..." He smiled even wider. "...then I'll come to her! Yes, sir! Look out, ACME Slimenet!" he said with a burst of vigor. Then, he shouted, "FINALLY, DR. BELLJAR WILL COME BACK TO VILE HEADQUARTERS!!!!" He calmed down, shook the cobwebs out of his head, then uttered, "God, I gotta cut back on playing 'Legends of Wrestlemania.'" Dr. Thomas Belljar walked out of his hideout and walked up to his car. He opened the front driver's side door and entered the automobile. As the doctor inserted the key into the ignition, a small screen located on the right side of the dash lit up and chimed. "Good morning," a female mechanical voice said. "Thank you for using Himatsu, the most trusted brand in GPS navigational systems today. Destination?" "VILE Headquarters," Belljar said with confidence. "Destination set," the voice said again. "Thank you, and drive safely." With that out of the way, Dr. Belljar turned the iginition, and the car's engine soon revved up. He put the car's gear into drive, and soon rode off, hoping to meet his boss that he hadn't seen in such a long time.

Sunny Day

1 JohnnyB Who: (Open), Johnny B, Gesa What: Getting coffee When: Morning Where: ACME HQ San Francisco Johnny in Accounting was eating three doughnuts at the same time. He could never, ever decide what flavor he wanted and always ended up getting strawberry, chocolate double glaze, and cherry jelly with cream. This was going to make him fat. Not that he could see his shoes now. They were a size 12 any how, that's all he needed to remember. He leaned into his chair and got stuck between the armrests. He could get out on his own, but not withotu a good long time of sliding this way and that. He gave up on being timely a while ago and started to enjoy his more relaxing ACME desk job. Doughnuts made him thirsty. The coffee machine was three rooms and a floor away. He needed to get up, but didn't want to. This was going to be another huge decision and Johnny was getting nervous.

2 Gesa "Heya Johnny!" Gesa poked her head into Johnny B's tiny office. "Chief sent me to get the budget for next week's potluck. Are they ready?"

3 JohnnyB "Oh man, Gesa, am I glad to see you!" Johnny wiped his forehead and smiled widely. "Can you get me some coffee?" He browsed the files and pulled out the budget from his desk for Gesa to give to Chief.

4 Gesa Seeing Johnny nervous like this wasn't new. G saw it almost everytime she came in here to get a budget, or an invoice, or a report, ...or just to say hi. "Sure thing, Johnny!" She smiled, taking the file and waved a quick bye-bye.

5 JohnnyB Johnny waited, twittling his fingers. He wonders if Gesa could tell he's had too many doughnuts.

Thanksgiving 2008 at V.I.L.E. HQ

1 Vic-the-Slick Who: Vic the Slick, Carmen Sandiego What: An informal, one day only RP Where: Somewhere in V.I.L.E. HQ Vic cleaned his new shoes and polished them until he could see his own reflection clearly on the black leather and vaguely on the white. When he grinned, he spotted a piece of vegetable between his teeth and dug in with his smallest fingernail to get it out. Part of his morning routine every day was to clean the shoes, then slick the hair with enough gel to change the colors of the Prismatic Lake. The mustache received extra care. He had to admit that the years were catching up to him and the little bald spot in the middle of his head was getting bigger. Still, despite having been sent to jail more times than any three random V.I.L.E. agents combined, Vic was happy here. This would be his 10th Thanksgiving with the league.

2 Carmen 4:57 a.m. Inside a silent aircraft, Carmen Sandiego glanced at a green digital clock on a heavily blinking dashboard. Three more minutes. "Warning," the computer notified, "Refuel." 4:58 a.m. Carmen smiled to herself and took in a light breath. She pushed her tongue between her teeth, pressing softly--a subconscious sign of reassurance. 4:59 a.m. The plane eased in for a landing. A sudden pop sounded like clashing thunder in her head, then the dashboard went black. The craft was dead. 5:00 a.m. "I didn't make it!" Carmen shouted to the simulation engineer when the plane's door slid open with a hydraulic hiss. "You promised me a full hour." It was barely a minute less than advertised, and she was not the type to nag, but such was the reason for these rigorous tests. "Recheck the system and see if you can get me at least 70 minutes on this thing?" Hopping out, she casually nodded to the other engineers and gathered herself to leave. "Let's schedule another test next week," she waved, "good night, gentlemen." Leaving the testing facilities and entering the area that many V.I.L.E. agents consider as a second home, Carmen noticed a familiar green suit shining his shoes. "Are you up early or up late, Vic?" She asked casually, planning to end the conversation in the next two or three sentences.

3 Vic-the-Slick Vic the Slick gave a pathetic sigh and shrugged. "I suppose it's a little of both, Carmen. It's thanks giving, y'know, and I'm not seeing any celebrating third year in a row!"

4 Carmen "You… celebrate Thanksgiving, US, last-Thursday-of-November Thanksgiving?" This was something new for Carmen. He might have hinted this to her before, but obviously, he never made it clear. She was silent for a good second or so. "I thought you hated conformity?"

5 Vic-the-Slick Vic grinned. "Yeah, that's me, but I like good o' tradition, see? I think we're missing that, here at this HQ." He stood up and put on the shined shoes. "We don't even do turkey heists, or something with a giant cornucopia…"

6 Carmen "Vic, really," Carmen skeptically ended the topic her way, "maybe next year, I'll even let you plan it." The training had taken all night, and the Thief needed her beauty sleep, or what's left of it. However, as she started to leave, a conscious thought popped into her mind about seeming insensitive to "The Slick". After all, he had been a willing henchman much longer than some people she considered "friends". Why was he so bothered by a holiday? "Hold on, Vic," she took a breath, "what is this about?"

7 Vic-the-Slick "It's about Thanksgiving!" Vic merrily threw his arms up into the air, "A time to be nostalgic, to think about what we're thankful for, y'know, Carmen." Then Vic rubbed his mustache a little, rolling one side to a taper between his index finger and thumb. "Me and the boys, you give us free time during the Holidays, so we go party, we have fun, we talk." He continued, "but you're never there. Even Patty, she's practically all grown up, when was the last time you saw her?" "It's Thanksgiving, Carmen, what are you thankful for?"

8 Carmen "I'm…," Carmen couldn't answer right away, and if she did, it might have sounded rehearsed. Worst, this was coming from Vic--Vic the Slick, of all the sentimentally nostalgic henchmen to make her partially soft and retrospective. Better turn this around, "This is about me not spending free time with you guys?" Good question Carmen, she thought to herself, let's see Vic answer that one.

9 Vic-the-Slick "You guessed it!" Vic clapped, "the new recruits never even seen you, Carmen, not even with your hat on." He put his hands in his pockets. "Why don't you, I dunno, come have Thanksgiving dinner with the gang tonight, or join a few of us for Christmas in Sweden before all of us forget what you look like?"

10 Carmen Carmen barely blinked at Vic's request. It was sweet, sure, but joining a henchmen gathering wasn't always--How does she put this?--Proper. She didn't hire people because she needed people, she hired them to support the people she already had in the league. One thing required another, and while she liked socializing, she really couldn't be bothered this time of year. Plans were laid out since September. "Vic, you know I don't do gatherings," she sympathetically smiled, "but keep me posted, perhaps next year." With that, she turned on her heels and walked off. It was time for a nice long bath and a three-hour nap. At 10 a.m., she has to initiate a virtual conference with her personal team of investment bankers in Switzerland. Something told her Vic was going to bring this up again the next time he felt nostalgic, she would have to prepare a better excuse.

11 Vic-the-Slick Shaking his head with a smile, Vic made circles with his foot and sighed. Some things he could never sell. He shrugged and left the room in his best clothes. The V.I.L.E. henchmen are having an an all-day Thanksgiving barbeque this year with Robocrook at the pit. Later tonight, Eartha, Patty, and Vic were going to ride in Contessa's limo and have a turkey while driving over the Brooklyn Bridge. Carmen might have enjoyed that, oh well. [END]

Tangerine Sunset (Open)

1 Tangerine Who: Codename Tangerine, Nevon (yay!), (open) What: Doing nothing while between employment Where: A bar, San Francisco Tangerine was brought up in a traditional way in her cookie-cutter community somewhere outside of St. Louis, MO. She came to the city of San Franciso after graduation to get to know herself. About three days into everything, she decided she wanted to be a secret agent. She picked a name and all. Plain-Jane Mary Dorothy Cambridge became Tangerine, her favorite childhood flavor. Now, she was sitting at a bar, waiting for something to arise, spinning an unopened peanut round and round next to her glass of tonic water.

2 Nevon [OOC: Hope you don't mind!] Agent Nevon wasn't on a case. Today, he slicked back his dark hair and tucked in his shirt for a night with a girl who turned out to be too busy to meet up. She canceled and he was free to be himself. Walking into a bar near his place of work, he acknowledged the bartender and asked for the same beer he always had whenever he found himself single. The stool he often used, however, was occupied by a girl, idlely spinning an uncracked peanut on the bar. The seat next to her was open, and Nevon took the opportunity to be friendly. "Hello," he said with a smile, "Peanut's for eating, you shouldn't tease it like that."

3 Tangerine "Oh, sorry," Tang appologized like a habit, embarrassed that someone caught her doing that meek obsessive thing she does when she's not thinking. She put the peanut away in her purse, and when she realized what she had done, it was already too late to take it out. Forget that, move on! "Tangerine," she said, hoping it doesn't sound like she was one of those working girls downtown. "I mean, Mary, Mary Dorothy." Smiling again, she gestured her second apology. "I'm so bad at this..."

4 Nevon The kind of girl who fumbles at introduction and still manages to introduce herself was admirable to Nevon. He smiled and accepted her apology. "Don't worry about it, happens to the best of us. I'm Nevon Blair, I work at the ACME building down the street."

5 Tangerine Giggling, Tang nearly missed that Nevon said he works at ACME. She walked pass that building every day from her apartment but never had the guts to enter. "You're a detective, or like, a cop?"

6 Nevon "Cop, I don't know..." Nevon laughed, "Detective, maybe. I transferred here from Seattle, too cold there." He cracked open some peanuts and put the empty shells near his beer bottle. He wasn't all that confident alone at a decent bar like this place, but he was blown off a few hours ago by his own girlfriend, any company was welcomed. "Why do you ask?"