Not so new Sheriff in town. (Closed)

GP awoke in the same place as he did the night before. He awoke from standby mode in front of a bargain electronics store with three TV sets in it's display window. He had been using these to gather information on the earthlings, using the one that kept the news channel on at all hours. His favorite channel however was on the set next to the news playing set that had on all forms of police dramas and so on. He enjoyed watching these shows so much in fact that he often found himself neglecting to gather info at all. The owner of the store had asked him what he was up to multiple times, but he was always met with GP claiming it was "Galactic Patrol official business". Usually he would have called the authorities to help remove him, but seeing as the robot meant no harm, and stopped a robbery he'd let him slide.

As he arose he decided today was the big day that he finally made first contact with the law of Earth. "Come in GSC, this is GPB Unit 50-95. I am heading towards the nearest police station to make first contact. I hope they will understand our situation of shared jurisdiction." GP said this out loud attracting attention from nearby pedestrians. As a prototype he lacks the ability to use communication devices silently, instead using them as if he was human. "Copy that Unit 50-95, make your report before standby mode engages dude. GSC over annnd out." The voice from his supervisor belonged to a rookie named Sheen. They had assigned him to GP seeing as they both were a bit well idiotic. 

As he walked GP checked his reflection in the windows of buildings on the sidewalk. He had to make sure this first impression was good for the sake of all life on Earth. Fate had something else in mind unfortunately as sirens echoed throughout the streets about a block from where GP stood. He engaged his leg mounted thrusters and took off towards the alarm, turning on his yellow and red sirens which popped onto his shoulder plates. When he arrived on the scene he witnessed that it was a bank being robbed by five heavily armed men. People ran down the steps from the entrance the rest were trapped inside as the robbers barricaded it. A man popped up onto the roof of the building with a megaphone in hand. He wore a ski mask dyed pink with pink bunny ears sowed onto it.

"LISTEN UP NORTH CITY WE'RE THE BUNNY BANDITS, AND WE'RE HERE TO ROB YOU'RE LITTLE MOUNTAIN TOWN! DON'T PUT UP A FIGHT AND EVERYONE GETS OUT ALIVE!" The bunny bandit's leader shouted. "WE'LL GIVE OUR DEMANDS ONCE THE FUZZ SHOWS UP." He walked back inside from the roof access. GP landed and deployed a barricade from his chest. It stretched out about 10 feet and was solid concrete. He then deployed from his wrists yellow caution tape from the barricade to the streetlights to close off the area. He crouched behind the barricade and called up 911. He hoped they'd at least be impressed by his crime scene setup.

"Yes this is...GP. There is a code 211 currently in progress. Any assistance would be highly appreciated."


 Thread PL: 1,500  Bunny bandit's voice color:f161b8

Ramen grins as she looks down at the scribbled-over ticket, flashing a thumbs-up over her shoulder to the man that gave it to her. She quickly pocketed it before anyone could tell her otherwise, skipping back to the desk to offer her quick apologies to the first officer she annoyed. She turned around upon hearing the Sheriff’s proposal, but didn’t accept right away. Instead, she made a show of having to think it over, tapping her chin and ‘hmm’-ing audibly… but as the man ran out in a rush, her little show wasn’t going to work. She let out a huff at that, taking off in pursuit.

She was just about to launch herself into the air after her new partner before she spotted the red of her motorcycle out of the corner of her eye, sitting there on the edge of the road. She ran back to the door of the station, opening it enough to call in. “-Hey, officers! Make sure nobody touches my bike! It’s really expensive!”

Having wasted time already, she couldn’t exactly wait to be given an affirmative by any of the officers before taking off. She was a little surprised at the notion of a police officer being able to fly like that, but she didn’t question it. Maybe people in North City were just a little different. All the same, she took off into the air to begin her chase. She couldn’t quite make up for the lost time at the relatively modest speed with which she was able to fly, and only managed to catch up to the Sheriff once he’d already landed. She took a moment to assess the situation from the air before dropping to the ground next to the barricade. She flashed a grin up to the robotic patroller. “Why, hello there!” she greets with a little wink. “I’m Deputy Ramen! … or something. How can I help you in bringing order to this disorderly situation?”

   The Sheriff was both pleased, by a highly capable officer, and by the girl following up to help. He always did pride himself on having a good eye for people. "Excellent job Big G." Yes, 'Big G' is what he's going to be calling the tall robot from now on. The Sheriff lifted his cybernetic hand, pointing out two windows on the upper floor, and three on the lower. "I have a flash bang dispenser built into my arm. Drop your smoke where you think you should, I'll pop the party favors at the entry way. I'm lead, you're second." The Sheriff unraveled the sash around his waist, tossing it to Ramen as he draped his similar colored scarf around his face to cover nose and mouth.  "Your tail kid, anyone holding a gun get's put down. Same for you G, us Northerners don't ride soft." 

  He held up his cybernetic limb, silently mouthing a count down to himself. Hostage situations had timing be the most important. What kind of idiots were these? His own presence wasn't exactly a secret, most knew there was a Saiyan Sheriff. "Oh, and thanks for coming with, Deputy." Kail said with an added bit of teasing to the woman. "We make it through this, I might just hire the both of you." What, good help was hard to find.

  "Oh, almost forgot. I'm Sheriff Valliere, you two can call me Kail, anyone with enough balls to do this so quick is welcome to." Hand ruffled up Ramen's hair in the paternal sort of way before shifting his attention back to the building. Teeth clicked behind scarf. "Ey Big G, ya 'boutta learn why we never needed no Galactic Police before. On my mark, assault."

 The next time the Bandit Bunny leader poked his head out to spit demands, the Sheriff had his hand up and out. A bolt of bright sapphire energy flaring out and catching the thug in the face with enough impact to send him spiraling off the roof. The great thing about Ki blasts were they could be as quiet as a silenced pistol when you wanted. "Breach, breach, breach!" The Sheriff hopped the barrier, metal arm raising as palm swirled open. THUNK, THUNK, THUNK, as canisters smashed through windows. A few seconds ticked by like weeks before the spark and bank of bright light and sound had the rest of the glass in the building shatter. Sprinting across the open ground, the Sheriff slammed his shoulder into the wall beside the doorway as sporadic, ill aimed gunfire spat around from no doubt displaced and confused bandits. "G, up and at 'em mate! Deputy, anyone tries shit, hit 'em in the nuts so hard they shit sideways!"

The robot switched into assault mode, his A.I practically screaming for him to head in. He nodded at the exchange his allies had signaling he understands. Although on accident, Ramen's distraction was perfect for GP to sprint into the bank unopposed. The sheriff had taken point as he said already inside and navigating through the tear gas with his make do mask. The tank of an android easily shrugged off stray fire that smashed against his heavy plating. Seeing his opportunity had come in the form of a bandit attempting to flee the scene, GP rolled into him knocking the air out of his body and crushing a few bones. "Space police, hands on the ground!" He shouted before using a containment ring to tie a robbers ankles together, dropping him to the floor. The hostage he had in his grasp fell to the floor coughing.

"I will take care of evac Sherrif Kail. Galactic Patrol never fails." GP said as he lifted the hostage over his shoulder, his spare hand opening fire from his energy rifle. The Galactic law forced GP for the mean time to use non-lethal force on the robbers, his ki bullets bouncing off their skulls knocking them unconscious in burst of three. His scanners made seeing through the gas an easy task, these robbers from the looks of things were ill prepared. GP managed to take out two of the perpetrators on his way out including the one he had rolled over. He dropped the citizen behind the barricade. "Please remain here, if you'd like to file a report speak to me after this situation is under control." GP said to the shaking and heaving man who could care less, all he could do was nod weakly.


The robot then ran back inside diving in front of a hostage who was about to take a bullet. The small human looked up and attempted to resist, thinking he was one of the bandits. GP heaved her over his shoulder shooting cover fire towards a bandit behind the counter. He made it outside his back and shoulders dotted with bullet dents. He laid the hostage down gently behind the barricade and sat there with the two. He was ready to take out any stray criminals who attempted to flee, but he was sure his fellows could finish the job. "Have no fear there is a ninety five percent chance of success." He said to the two coughing hostages as he free them from their bonds.

Ramen followed along as the Sheriff went about clearing the bank, for the most part just watching his back while he takes the lead. But when he blasted his way up to the roof, she opted to take charge in the lower levels. Tear gas was deeply uncomfortable for her, even if she was more than capable of withstanding most of its effects. For the most part, it only soured her mood to the point that as she raced along the corridors to meet criminal after criminal, she opted not to pull her punches quite as much as she should have, favouring quick knock-outs to protracted brawls. She kept everything non-lethal, certainly, but safe to say there are going to be quite a few bandits with wounded egos being carted away at the end of all this.

Breaching into another room housing a handful of holed up bandits, Ramen darted along the wall, careful to guide their fire away from remaining hostages, before twisting around and rushing at the first of the gunmen, shoulder-tackling him back into a wall. As the pair working alongside him adjusted their aim to fire at her from the side, she launched herself off her feet and effectively flew at them, headbutting the first bandit and driving him back into the second. She maybe went a little overboard in the heat of the moment, managing to knock them both straight through one of the walls. She coughed on the smoke arising from the rubble, standing up over the now unconscious bandits.

With a nervous glance, she looked back to the couple hostages she'd secured. "Uh, follow me! We're going to get you to a giant robot who will make sure you're safe, just..." she eyed the destroyed wall. "If you could do me a solid, don't tell them I'm the one who broke this! I can't afford to pay them back..."

   The Sheriff landed on the street with easy motions done of practice, everyone flew plenty. "Good work Big G." The Sheriff thunked his fist against the robot's side before it took off. Giving a soft grunt around his cigar at the sight of a near seven foot tall mechanical being flying. Ya see something new every day, that was a real under statement now a days. Blowing a stream of acrid grey smoke out the corner of his mouth as he was swiftly surrounded by blue uniformed officers. A few exchanged words before he waved Ramen the (for now) Deputy over.

  "Fine work kid, yer a real natural." He managed to chat with her as he scribbled on another outstretched report on a clip board. Signing, writing, and crossing things out in equal measure. "Just try not to get another ticket, I ain't usually in the station minus extreme situations or boredom, both of which I hope are in short enough supply to mean you won't be gettin' into any trouble. If ya do, minus something too serious, just tell 'em you know Sheriff Valliere, should be enough to let you off with a warning."