I yell and then I mark
cool username:: Roobuzz
cool name:: Johnathan Rhobar
cool gender:: Male
cool story::I don't get it.
I'm completely cool.
I even tried talking to the police about it!
They were like, "No, hacking into the A.C.I.O. isn't cool."
So far, they're struggling to comprehend my intelligence and entire overall coolness. They're talking to eachother in, like, code or something.
"Contanct the W.B.A.U."
"The C.A.U. is on it now."
I don't think they have any idea what they're talking about.
Anyways, I don't really get the orginization I work for, either.
I was hired by this girl called
Natasha. She looks pretty, but MAN is she cold. Not cool, of course- that's my job. She said that I would get paid to hack into this A.C. whatever orginization, so I was like, yeah, because I get payed. Plus, what's not cool about a criminal orginization?
I don't really know what we're trying to get in the orginization, though. They didn't tell me that. They just said, "We need you to break the A.C.I.O. cyber wall blocking off their vital information", so I did.
And now I'm in the back of a police car.
"Hey," I call to the front seat. "This isn't fair. I was getting paid today."
The officer doesn't answer me, so I shift in the back seat and look out the little window.
And then I see them.
I recognize the agents from the criminal orginization in cars beside and behind the police one. They're following us, and they all look kinda annoyed. I make eye contact with one, and he shakes his head at me. The kalon in the passanger seat glowers at me.
They're just jealous because they don't get to ride in a cool police car.
We get to the station, and I'm pulled out of the car. I can't really do anything since I'm handcuffed, but I give one of the officers a proud smile. He just shoves me toward the police station and I stumble a little.
Just as I'm approaching the door, a thick dark gray fog envelops everything around me.
Huh?
Oh. I should probably run now.
I bolt away from the officers, but I'm staggering because of the handcuffs.
Something hits them and I shout, facing my attacker. My handcuffs fall off and I watch as Natasha catches the boomerang she threw.
"Thanks!" I call. Then I remember my value. "Although I could've done it myself."
She glowers at me. "Just go."
I run as quickly as I can and hop in the back of a criminal squad car. Some others follow, and I realize that they're the ones who I made eye contact with earlier.
They don't even look at me now as we start off down the road, entirely surpassing the speed limit.
Finally, I decide to speak. I lean against the inside of the car door. "Hey, that was pretty cool, wasn't it?"
"Shut up," is all I get as a reply.
I guess they can't comprehend my coolness, either. That, or they're just jealous.
cool song:: The Hanging Tree(it has nothing to do with the character idk I just love it)