#fiercebuttkicker

We’ve noticed that some of you lazy bums have still been freeloading in those lousy shacks of your so-called apartments and not working yourselves to the bone to pay for rent! Unbelievable. The warnings of “being labeled as a criminal” and “getting thrown into jail” weren’t enough to get through your thick skulls, huh? Fools.

Anyways, we weren’t lying when we said you guys’d be felons! But since we’re so kind, we won’t exactly put you disobeying losers into jail (yet) like we promised. Nope, we’re going to make things a little more interesting and put some other plans for all of you moochers into action instead.

                   The following are unemployed fools and will be punished accordingly:

Axel: Oh, you. It was expected a slacker like you would end up on this list and here you are. Don’t worry, we’ve got the perfect thing for you: one whole month of toilet scrubbing right out in the relief halls of the Sanctum. Wonderful, right? We mailed a toothbrush and a box of soap for you to get started right away. And don’t even think about slacking on the job, we’ll be watching you bub. Better make the best of it, you’ll be there for a long while.

Empress Aria: Tsk, tsk. Being an empress, you would think following the rules would be but an easy task for you to do. But it seems all you can do is bend them! So how about we mess with that pretty face of yours? Congratulations! You’ll be getting a temporary and magically placed pig nose as punishment. Oink, oink, let’s see how elegant you’ll be now when you snort like a pig for a month.

Flynn: Ah, another pretty face that needs a little fixing. You should rejoice that it won’t be by our hands, but rather from a lovely set of imp children who are looking for the perfect victim for their creative impulses. You’ll be these little guys’ beauty model for an entire week. Crayons, paint, permanent markers, glue and glitter will be the tools that will bring their inspiration to life and you’ll be the blank canvas. Good luck getting that out of your hair, face and anywhere else they can fit those things in.

Godot: Extra! Extra! City-wide Black Coffee ban. Also known as, nobody will be able to sell or make black coffee for you all for a week. For good measure, we also removed all of your coffee sources and confiscated your hidden stash; so if you desperately want coffee, you better get used to drinking some with cream, milk and sugar. Oh and here’s an FYI, baristas aren’t too keen on breaking the law like you, so bribing them for your ‘unique’ blend isn’t gonna work.

Raido Kuzunoha the XIV:  A so-called ‘detective’ and you broke the law, what does that make you now? A trapped man among the green. That’s right, you’ll be staying in a nice room full of great, thick and green cucumbers for awhile. Remind you of anything? Hm, no? Well anyways, it’s gonna be very hard to move around there with all of those gourds lying around, so maybe you should stay very still and stiff. I mean you can eat them if you want, more will come raining down, but try not to get any sore muscles!

A bounty hunter, huh? Well gee, hopefully you can manage yourself in this world full of criminals. They're multiplying like cockroaches, but if you enjoyed your job, then looks like you'll have a good time here. Not gonna give you any ideas in joining the Hellhounds though!

In any case, you'll be staying in Sleuthhound Quarters 4 with your great roommate Godot. The charming guy is a former prosecutor, maybe you'll enjoy having a little chat with him ;D

Admittedly, he had no idea why he was sitting atop the Clock Tower by himself. He had no reason to be there, and he had no one to be there with. But maybe it was for his own comfort.  Right.  Snorting and shaking his head, Axel gazed down at the people bustling around below. Mostly teens, he noted. There was rarely a time when he didn't recognize someone in Twilight Town. This had sort of become his routine, and that was sort of pathetic. The unfamiliar female caught his eye, though, just as he was about to submerge himself into his memories.  With an arched brow, he watched her. And then, he made his way down to the square, where he had spotted her from the Clock Tower.  Casually, the red head approached, hands in his pockets as he walked beside her.  "Ya know, the ice cream here's pretty good." He commented nonchalantly.

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