Let me clear my throught
OOC- hey everybody, this is Dren. I'm chilling at Dirk's crib in for real life,
so i'm using his e-mail. First, I really don't understand how Dren is being
arrested for a crime in which no one has pressed charges. Maybe it's different
in the UK, but in the USof A, the cops don't put you in jail if no one has
pressed charges(And cops in America can't generally press charges.) Second, this
is a Role playing game, correct? How the smeg does harris know what Dren did to
the dispencers? Whitewolf roleplayed it, inferring what happened, But he still
couldn't PROVE it. so he let it go. as far as anyone is concerned, Dren is a
moron. No one has proof otherwise. Sorry for the rant, but i'm a little drunk
and not happy about my character going to jail again, and by the way, Dren
wasn't even in parrots, so he can't be arrested there, but I'll let that slide.
IC- "Dren Walker, you're under arrest." Penny Lloyd says.
"For being too handsome i suppose, hey darlin'" Dren smiled.
"Come on. Just go quitely." She retorted.
"Well, every other time I've been carted off, I've been singing a song. What do
you say, one for the road?"
"Make it quick." Lloyd gave in. Dren made his way to the stage. His guitar was
still there from the last time he was arrested. He looked for Darla, his blow up
doll. He saw she had been moved. She was near the entrance. Dren picked up his
guitar and started to play.
"Crazy. Crazy for feeling so lonely." Dren had never played so beautifuly.
Lloyd's eyes widened. It was her favorite song. She stopped herself before she
swooned.
"Look,Dren. Just get out of here. I didn't see you tonight." She said.
"I'm crazy for trying, I'm crazy for lying, I'm crazy for loving you." Dren
continued to sing.
"Just go!" Lloyd pleaded. Oh, God, she was being moved by a unwashed derelict.
Just then Tom and Dick arrived at Parrots, driving white Golf carts. "Get out of
here! Please!" Tears formed in her eyes as she said the word. What was happening
to her. She didn't even know this man, but she was risking her job to see him
escape. Dren gave a wink to her. He reached up and grabed a cord from the
ceiling. He ripped it out of an amp and jumped off the stage. He swung across
the bar with his guitar in one hand. His swing ended in front of Tom, who stood
with his mouth gaping open. Dren smashed his guitar on Tom's head.
"Ka-bong!" Dren yelled as the guitar splintered. He grabed Darla and hopped
into one of the golf carts. He pressed the accelerator to the floor. The tires
barked and he cruised down the hall at 10 MPH. Dick was in hot pursuit. Dren had
one arm around Darla. "I'll Kill her! I ain't goin back! Death is better than
that Hell hole!" The two carts crept along the hallways. after an hour, some
scutters started tailing them with cameras. Holly patched the feed into the
ship's system. Every monitor was broadcasting the low-speed chase. The ordeal
lasted several hours. (choke on that,Slappy)
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