Convicted of Nothing

[Makisan]

She looked around, pushing up glasses up her nose. They weren’t even real glasses. Just rims with plastic. She fumbled with her purse, pulling out a set of “keys”. She opened the driver’s side door and got in. She fumbled with the lockpicks and wire cutters on the simple keyring. An alarm rang out.

”SHIT!” She cried, trying to open the door, but found it locked. She tried to kick at the door’s window.

The year was 2681, and the safety on cars were upgraded severely. When someone tried to break into a car, the car locks automatically and the robber cannot get back out.

She screamed in frustration, using her elbow to break the glass open. She slid out the car, gasping. She looked up, seeing cop cars driving toward her. She quickly got up, running down the street, throwing off her jacket, her blonde wig, her glasses. She couldn’t get caught today. Not with a $4,000,000 bounty on her head. She laughed, running down a dark alley, dodging dumpsters and fire escape ladders. It seemed like she ran for hours in the back alleys, only to stop because of 100 foot cliff. The city river. Full of garbage and other foul things. She wrinkled her nose. She flinched as a red light flew past her. She slowly turned around, smiling a bit. The cops were behind their cars, aimed at her.

She smiled, closing her eyes and falling back, over the cliff, falling back into the murky water. She landed hard, going under. After about twenty miles of riding the current, she came to shore, passed out, dyed flaming red hair surrounding her, clothes torn and ripped in various places.



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Name: Tilyr Lane
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Blood Type: O Negative

The report was three pages long. And that was just this year. And the year barely even started! The police chief tossed the report away, rubbing his temples. "That girl is gonna be the death of me..."

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(OoC: Hi there. If you want to join, please PM me a part you want to play, with a detailed description. I'm going to need someone to play the chief, a rogue police cop, and someone who discovers Tilyr and takes her in. If all those roles are filled up and you still want to play, PM with your character description, and I'll figure something out for you. I don't mind one-liners, but please don't butcther what was taught to you in school. Grammar and punctuation. Thank you.)

 

[Makisan]

~*Bump*~

 

[Makisan]

Tilyr gasped, then quickly sat up, coughing up water. She took several deep breaths, before looking around and slowly standing up. She took a step, the winced, looking down at her leg. It was bleeding, some sort of object sticking out of it.
"Aw, fuck me sideways!" She screamed, sitting back down. She stared at it, trying to figure out a way to pull it out. She took off her belt and bit on it, before just tugging out the jutting piece of glass, whimpering. She tossed it aside, and took off her jacket, tearing it and wrapping it around her wound, before standing up again and walking around.

She leaned on a tree about an hour later, panting. She had been in this fucking woods for what seemed like ages and she wanted to bathe, lay down on a nice, fluffy bed, naked, next to some man, or hell, even a woman. Fuck 'em for a while, then go to sleep. She smirked a bit, then continued to walk. She'd never seen this woods before. She wondered how far down the river she came. Back "home" there was nothing but buildings and hovercrafts, pollution out the ass, trannies and other freaks walking the streets. But out here, there was nothing but trees. Big trees, little trees, dead trees, baby trees!! And little animals. She saw a chimpunk and her stomach growled. She wrinkled her nose. She wouldn't stoop that low for food. But she would have to stoop low enough to sleep in a hollowed out tree for the night. If she could find one. It was dark and her eyes could barely see five feet in front of her.

"This is just fucking GREAT! Lost in some fucking trees! Starving my ass off! Probally have an infected fucking leg, god only knows WHAT kind of shit was on that piece of glass!! Probally have a uncureable disease or some shit... Probally turn into a man when the half moon shows up... Fucking GREAT!"

She flopped down on the ground, pulling her good leg up to her chest, resting her chin on her knee. She sighed, closing her eyes. She'd have to find shelter in this god forsaken hellhole. First, she'd have to build a fire... Such a primitive idea, that could take hours. Tiylr lacked patience. She grunted, picking up a stick and staring at it. "Looks like your my only means of surving out here, you piece of shit..."

 

[deWrack]

Dayrkyr

He sat in his chief's office, chuckling. They really had no idea where she'd gone.
"Just dropped off the cliff, huh" Dayrkyr asked his chief, though he knew from following her for two years exactly what had happened. The girl could swim like nothing he'd ever seen.
They couldn't find a body near the rocky beach where she'd plummeted. No small wonder. She hit the water, and he knew it.
Fuck it, let 'em waste their time combing that bunch of rocks. They weren't going to find her, and quite honestly Darykyr wasn't in that big of a hurry to find her again either.
He'd had run-ins with her before, and knew she was a little smarter than the average batter drinker. These fuckers, too lazy to even eat doughnuts but rather drink the shit in a cup. It disgusted him.
He decided, amid all the yelling between fellow cops and their boss, that he'd go home, crank one out and then head toward the woods about 15 miles north of the cliffs.
If she did survive the fall - and he figured she very well did - that would most likely be where she headed.

OOC: Dayrkyr, age 42, renegade cop who has been disrespected and passed over for promotions often in his career. He has a working knowledge of his perp.

 

[Makisan]

She looked around her little spot, grabbing a few sticks and putting them in a small pile.

"I saw this on tv... Now... I think it goes..." She murmured to herself, rubbing two sticks together furiously, trying to get a fire to start.

Twenty minutes later, she had finally gotten her wish. "About fucking time!!! How did people do this back in the day? Fuck!" She blew on it slightly, tossing more sticks into it.

She stared at it as she leaned against a tree, starting to fall asleep. Waterlogged and tired, sleep was very welcomed to her. She shook her head, though, trying to stay awake, in case something tried to eat her.

 

[deWrack]

He sat at home and realized he was actually eager to get on this case. He hadn't seen her in person in a while, and his memory of her was just barely enough of a memory to push him over the edge while jerking off.
He wondered what color she had her hair dyed now. The version of her in his head she had a shock of blue hair.
One thing that he thought would be, might be, the difference in finally bringing this little shit to justice was the fact he knew she liked to fuck. Every criminal has their soft spot, their fatal flaw.
He knew of hers, and had begun to plot a way to prey upon it.
He left his apartment, made his way to his car, and headed for the wilderness north of the city.

 

[Makisan]

She fell onto the ground, curling up slightly. She was warm, although her belly was empty. She sighed, wrapping her arms around her shoulders, trying to keep her body heat to herself.

 

[deWrack]

The drive out was quiet, as he mulled his thoughts over and over in his head.
He knew where she'd be, within a 10-mile radius, at least. It was certainly well better than any of his peers were off.
Driving along, he noticed smoke pillowing into the twilight. Someone was in the woods, and had made a fire.
"Got the little bitch," he said aloud, and instantly pulled his car off to the side of the road, got out, and begun walking into the wilderness.

 

[Makisan]

She groaned, sitting up. She shook her head, then shivered a bit. "Fuck... Hate fucking trees..." She murmured, poking the fire, before adding more sticks to it. "Get bigger, dammit..." She hissed, glaring at it.

 

[poohlive]

Trevor spent a good part of the morning driving around and checking up on the animals. He had a small cart, hover model, the wildlife sanctuary had finally made the conversion to a hybrid model. It helped going over some of the rougher terrain.

He had stopped to take care of a wounded bird. A gull had found its way here. While he didn't like gulls being in the habitat, he had to take care of it.

It wasn't until the middle of the afternoon when one of his alarms went off in the little cart. The battle map came up to reveal a fire. Oh, with all this wood around and the leaves, it would endanger the entire sanctuary.

It was close though. And the sensors said it was small. He could get to it in time, before it got too big, before it hurt any of the animals.

Travor hovered this little thing as fast as it would go. It trampled over hedges and groaned as they went up a hill, but it tried its best, and soon he found the small clearing.

"Hey!" He called out to a girl. Someone had been putting up a fire? Camping? He hadn't seen that in years. Poachers used to come in here, try to prey on some of the endangered species. That was one of the reasons why the sensors were put up.

He grabbed a buck of water from the back of the cart, and splashed it all over the blossoming fire. And some over the girl too.

"You can't start a fire in here, this is a wildlife sanctuary."

He looked at her, though, freezing and shivering cold. He hadn't spilled that much water on her, did he? No, she must have come from the river. The river was over a mile away though. How had she made it this far?

"Look, there's heater in the cart. Come on, some food and water too. You'll be all right."

She looked so strange, like no one he had ever seen before.

Pretty.

 

[Makisan]

She yelped, then glared at him. "JERK!" She screamed, standing up and taking a woobly step, before falling over. Her leg. She whimpered, rolling over onto her back, gasping.

"Wildlife sanctuary?! Who the fuck cares... They're all gonna die anyway..." She murmured, sitting up slowly and looking down at her makeshift bandage. "Aw, shit..." She murmured, sitting up and looking over at him.

"Oh, heater?! Really?! I've always wanted one of those!" She said sarcasticly, standing up again. "Close your damn mouth and help me into that fucking thing... You act like you've never seen a girl with tits before. Are you a virgin?" She asked bluntly, staring at him. "If so, I know this hooker who can help you out... She does this great thing with her tongue."

 

[poohlive]

"Hey, look, I'm just trying to help. I'm sorry if I did anything to upset you. But I can't let you stay out here with a fire. That would be my job."

More importantly it would mean those poor animals might get hurt. But, he didn't feel like sharing that little tidbit with her. She didn't seem all that interested in the animals behavior anyway.

"You know, it's trespassing, and reckless endangerment. I should call the cops."

He got into the cart, letting it hover up before they went. The heater was on full blast, all going to her. He had some water for her to drink.

"Let's get you back to the station though. At least make sure you're not frozen or anything."

 

[Makisan]

She laughed, staring at him. "You wouldn't call the cops, pansy boy..." She murmured, crossing her arms over her chest. "And I don't give a fuck if I was tresspassing. You try falling into the river and waking up with a shard of glass in your leg..." She whispered, looking out the window. "But, you probally have enough balls to the call the cops... You'd be a very rich man if you did..." She said, leaning against the seat, closing her eyes.

She suddenly felt very tired. It must have been from the heat blasting on her face. She sighed, curling up in her seat, trying to get into a comfortable position. She kicked at the dashboard, then sat up, glaring at it. "Fucking hate cars..."

 

[poohlive]

The station was located in the middle of the sanctuary. It was little more than a log cabin, with a few high technological devices set up to track the wilderness and animals beyond.

He parked the little hovercart next to the entrance, and helped her out.

Inside it was nice and warm. The living room looked very nice, a tv and a couch, over a nice rug. Windows outside showing the beautiful landscape around them. He sat her down there, and went to get the first aid.

The first aid was supposed to be for animals, but he supposed it could work for her as well.

"What do you mean rich?" He asked, "You're not some millionaire or something, are you? And you will pay me handsomely for rescuing you?"

He didn't think so. She was barely giving him the time of day now, and he was bending over backwards just to help.

He helped to clean the wound, and put bandages over it.

"There, that should be all right. It'll heal nicely. Are you ok, thirsty, hungry? Do you want me to call someone?"

 

[Makisan]

She stared outside, finding it very... peaceful. She always thought trees took up space. She blinked, then looked over at him. "You could say I'm a millionare..." She said, smiling at him.

She yelped, smacking him upside the head when he poured the solution on her leg. "Warn me next time!" She whined, leaning against her chair. She watched him for a moment. "I'm kinda hungry..." She murmured, tilting her head a bit. "Does this place have a shower?" She asked, stretching a bit. She felt extremely dirty, and wanted to be clean. She always thought that if she was clean when the cops caught her, they'd let her have less time. Of course, that was a lie. They had caught her in a mud pit one time. Five guys on top of her, holding guns to her head. She shook her head, smiling to herself.