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662446 No. 662446 ID: 9fe7e1

Your name is Sergeant Jack Smaruk. You're a gritty hardboiled loose cannon with a troubled past and nothing to lose. Also you're a kobold. And a cop. A copbold.

Today you're answering a theft report on the outskirts of the suburbs. It's the third case you've had to go after this week.... These streets are getting crazy.
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No. 662449 ID: 0fc976

Hit up your local snitch, get the word on the street outta him.
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No. 662451 ID: 9fe7e1
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>You walk onto the lawn and are met by this blob of hair and shattered dreams. Your copbold intellect tells you this bawling kid must be the victim of the theft. Being so hardboiled and tough as nails has left you with less than stellar skills with children.... You're not entirely sure how to approach....
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No. 662457 ID: 4f556f

>>662451
Take the gentle approach. Ask him about the theft.

If he holds out on us yell the hit out of him.
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No. 662458 ID: ab7529

Obviously this is a frame up job. The person who called in the crime is guilty, but trying to set someone else up for it.
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No. 662472 ID: 0fc976

Interrogate plastic game device.
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No. 662646 ID: 9fe7e1
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662646

You've handled enough of these cases to know it's probably gonna end up being a frame job. You decide to try and coax some info out of the kid, see who made the call.

"Hey kid," you say as you approach. "I'm Sergeant Smaruk. I hear there was a theft here?"

"WAHHHHHHH!!"

"H-hey, work with me here," you grunt. "Who put in the call about this, huh?"

"WAGHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH!!"

"Look, you--"

"BAWWWWWWWW!!"

You're a man on a mission who'll stop at nothing to get the job done and you don't have time for this bullshit! "ANSWER THE QUESTION, KID," you yell!!

"AUUUUGHHHHHH!!"

"WHO MADE THE CALL, BRAT? WHO DID IT?! GIMME THIS!!"

You snatch up his plastic game device. Looks to be a Gamekid--you haven't seen one of these things in over a decade. It looks like it's not much of a talker but--

"MIIIIIINE! WAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Geeze, of all the--! "SHUT UP KID I'M THINKING!!"

>"HEY!! What're you doing with my kid?! I'll shoot!"
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No. 662650 ID: ab7529

>>662646
He has a gun! He drew on an officer and made a threat! Shoot him first!
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No. 662660 ID: c0fe75

>>662646
Set the device down and calmly walk towards the parent, and introduce yourself. Flashing your badge should be good enough to calm things down.

Also, it's worth asking: how well-regarded are kobolds, in the eyes of the public? If there are anti-kobold sentiments out there, then that could make your investigation more difficult.
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No. 662763 ID: 9fe7e1
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662763

You drop the device. Your hard copbold instincts say to shoot first, but you know these streets are getting crazy enough without throwing any killing on the fire.... You pull out your badge and take a step forward.

"HEY!! Hey I mean it, I'll shoot, you fuckin' dog!"

You hesitate. It comes to your mind that this part of town isn't known to be very accepting of kobolds. For most kobolds it's downright dangerous.

HEH, but you're not most kobolds.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," you say, walking forward again. You make your badge do that cool thing where it like flashes in the sunlight. "Sergeant Smaruk, NPD."
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No. 662767 ID: 9fe7e1
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662767

Her gun is lowered almost instantly. "Oh," she mumbles. "Oh, uh...sorry, officer."

"Uh-huh." You try not to be too smug about the change of roles here. You fail.

She shifts from foot to foot nervously. "Yeah uh.... I'm Grace, I called about a theft? My kid's game got snatched, and um.... You know, could you fix that, or something? Christ, sorry about that...."

>Case is really a go, then. You trust this chick will answer any questions you have, and let you search anything you need to for clues.
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No. 662771 ID: c0fe75

>>662767
Even a hard-boiled cop like you knows you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, so just tell her "don't sweat it", and then ask for her to tell you exactly what happened, sparing no detail.
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No. 662774 ID: ab7529

>>662767
Your defensiveness is natural, after being subject to crime.

If you would, please tell me what happened? I need details to solve the case.
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No. 663002 ID: 9fe7e1
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"Don't sweat it," you say. "So what happened here, ma'am? I need details."

Grace sets the gun down and sits. "Well, I don't really know, to be honest.... I was just washing dishes when Taylor starts screaming like crazy. I grabbed my gun and ran out, but all I saw was some guys on bikes riding away. I know this might seem a little petty to call over but it was a first-gen Pokemans cartridge, officer.

"Those bastards.... Which way'd they go?"

"Down the hill headed east, that road would take them to one of the town's playgrounds, I think?"

"Can you describe them at all?"

She shakes her head. "They were too far off, I couldn't see. I'd bet on my life it was those kobold kids that hang around downtown, though! Those little d--er, those kids are always trying to snatch things from people."

>Not a lot of info, but it's something. Your natural wild copbold instincts'll have to take care of the rest. You think on if you have any more questions to ask, and where to head first to look for the crooks....
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No. 663018 ID: 743135

Will the kid be alright here? Can we interrogate him for further info?
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No. 663032 ID: ab7529

Maybe try talking to the kid again, now that the mother is on board. Can he tell you what he saw?
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No. 663436 ID: 9fe7e1
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663436

"If you don't mind, I'll ask your kid some questions too," you say.

"Sure," Grace replies. "Just...try not to yell more, though? This has got to be bad enough for him, already...."

You walk back over and try to soften your naturally gravelly tone. "Hey bud, your mom's on board so could you--!"

"WWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

>SHE SAID NO YELLING NOT NO HITTING, CAN YOU JUST POP THIS BRAT ONE REAL QUICK IS THAT OKAY
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No. 663439 ID: c0fe75

>>663436
Hey now, hitting the kid's not gonna help you get the job done. If you wanna be pissed off about the kid crying, then be pissed off at the guys who caused it in the first place.

First thing you've gotta do is reassure him. Show him your badge and say something like, "Hey kid, don't worry. I'm a cop and I'm gonna get your game back for you." When that calms him down, then you can ask him for details.
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No. 663468 ID: 5c5e6b

Maybe ask Grace for help?
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No. 663490 ID: 0fc976

The trail's gone cold here. Undeterred, our hardboiled copbold decided to check out the seedy side of town... The local thugs called it the 'playground.'
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No. 663794 ID: 9fe7e1
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663794

You reatrain yourself and call to Grace. "Hey, can't you do anything about--"

"AUUUUUUUGHHHHH!!"

"Aww, leave him be," Grace calls back. "He's obviously traumatized."

Fffff...!! No, it's fine, you had your direction anyway. You turn your back on the child and start toward your car.

"Look kid," you say over your shoulder. "Don't worry, okay? I'm a cop, and no matter what I'm gonna--"

"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

UGHHHHHH
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No. 663798 ID: 9fe7e1
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663798

You hop into your car and speed away from the house. You notice a missed call from the lieutenant on your dashboard's screen as you head down the hill--you're a loose cannon though, you don't return calls from scrubs while you're on a case.

>Before long the playground is in sight below you. Looks like there's three kids with bikes sitting around down there, two human ones and a kobold. Maybe the crooks, maybe not...you wish you could've gotten a bit more definite description on numbers or what they looked like. You'll have to figure out how you'll approach now, like the hardheaded reckless firebrand you are or with more caution....
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No. 664227 ID: ab7529

>>663798
Be a reckless firebrand.
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No. 664241 ID: c0fe75

>>663798
Stick to your style. Be a loose cannon, a total maverick!
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No. 665647 ID: 280835
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665647

HEH, you're a loose cannon, a total maverick.

Cautious just isn't your style!
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No. 665649 ID: 280835
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>You speed down the hill and drift to a stop beside the park like a badass!! The kobold kid bolts and starts running while the other two brats just stare, shocked. What now, tough guy?
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No. 665665 ID: 0fc976

Tackle the bold, he's under arrest for resisting arrest! They're double arrested!
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No. 665782 ID: c0fe75

>>665665
Couldn't have said it better myself!
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No. 666374 ID: 58634c
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666374

You burst from your car and chase him down!! The punk's got some moves, but you're a man on a mission with a few tricks up his sleeve!

"POLICE, KID," you yell! "STOP RIGHT THERE!!!"

You pounce and dig your knee into his back!!! You both fly toward the ground, the kid's book slipping from his hands!
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No. 666376 ID: 58634c
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666376

The bold lets out a yelp as he skids along the ground with the weight of justice on his back!

"HEH, that's ten years on the force workin' there," you grunt. "You're under arrest for resisting arrest, boy! You're DOUBLE ARRESTED!!"

You reach for your handcuffs when a flash of yellow in the distance catches your eye.

"Boss! Boss, I finally caught up! And I got those donuts--uh, boss? You're sitting on that poor kid there, y'know!"

Dammit, it's Goldman. The brass thought it'd be smart giving the rookie someone hard and battleworn like you, but you're a lone wolf loose cannon with no time for dead weight. You tried losing him earlier but it looks like you're stuck again....

>"Boss, I think he's crying under there...you really bumped into him something fierce. You gonna say sorry, yeah?
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No. 666421 ID: c0fe75

>>666376
Goldman, the best part of being a cop is never having to say you're sorry. Now, this kid's under arrest for, uh... somethin'. I forget what. Probably something bad. Hey kid, what'd you do again?

Oh, yeah! What'd you do with the carrot top brat's vidja game?!
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No. 666527 ID: 05964c

>>666376
you better say sorry dude, that was a dick move on your part

also your penis and this minor's back is only separated by cloth, I'd get off of him before someone mistakes this for something else...
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No. 668479 ID: b48553
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668479

Realizing the rather suspect alignment of your copcrotch and this minor's back, you get off and grip the kid by the front of his shirt instead.

"Hey, that's not much better," the rookie complains. "C'mon, you're being pretty rude, boss!"

"The good thing about bein a cop, Goldman," you grunt, looking the kobold delinquent dead in the eye, "is never having to say sorry. This chump's under double arrest!"

"Oh gosh," Goldman gasps. "What is he, a crook? Oh I should start getting evidence on him, right!"

"I-I'm sorry, r-r-really," the kid blurts out as the...gold...thing starts looking around. "W-w-what did I d-d-d-d--"

"You goin for a TRIPLE, boy?!" you yell!! "I'LL ask the questions round here! Now what did ya do with carrot top's vidya game?"

"W-w-what? Wh-who? I don't nuh....nuh...nuh--"

You shake the little sneak around some!! "Don't you lie to me!! Gamekid game? Pokemans, generation one?!"

"N-n-n-no, I-I don't--"

"Hey boss?" Goldman seems to have flipped open the kid's book. "You said a gen one pokemans game? Try, uh...whoever 'Dusky Dave' is."

Dusky Dave? One of the small fries of the local black market.... One all the way on the other side of this neighborhood. "What makes you say that?"

The rookie nods at the book in his hand...orb...things. "It's on this list, boss. Looks like a bunch of items with either this Dusky Dave or some other weird names next to em."

"Well well well," you grunt, roughing the kobold punk up a little. "A little young to be supplying the black market, aren't you, boy?"

"N-n-n-no, I-I-I-I-I--"

"Stow it! Before you're double cuffed the three of us are gonna pay Dusky Dave a little visit. I'm a man on a mission and I'm gonna see this case closed!!"
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No. 668481 ID: b48553
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668481

"Uhhh, about that," Goldman murmurs.

"What?"

"Welllll, the lieutenant called me while I was on donut run," your apprentice explains. "He wanted to know what we were up to, I told him about how we split up and the job you gave me but he didn't seem too happy.... He said he wanted us to forget whatever call we were working on for the moment and report back to the station. Sounded really serious...."

>Dammit, didn't you tell this fool not to answer the--! You're too deep in these streets, there's no time to waste just being yelled at. You're one bust from cracking the case open, returning the stolen goods and knocking out some black market assets along the way! Can you you really risk the time wasted visiting the station?
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