Animalia Investigatus/1

Summary

A bank in the Domesticus District gets robbed, and Animalia Investigatus is on the case! But who is this mysterious inspector that stays one step ahead of them?

Transcript

{Open: Outside the Domesticus District Bank, suspenseful music plays as an unmarked van approaches.}

{Cut: Inside the unmarked van, four masked people are inside, one of them is prepping a strange looking gun. They are rabbit-like, falcon-like, fox-like, and frog-like in appearance. Resemblances to famous team Star Fox clearly unintentional.}

FALCON ROBBER: 'ey, you guys done back there? We gotta joint ta rob!

FROG ROBBER: Almost! We just need to amplify the jibber-jabber, and tweak the-- {the fox person steals the gun from him} --hey!

FOX ROBBER: I think that's enough, let's roll!

{Cut: Inside the bank, people are milling about minding their own business until the team breaks in, sporting sunglasses}

FOX ROBBER: THIS IS A ROBBERY!

RABBIT ROBBER: That's it... put them hands up nice and easy now.

{The camera pans over to the till, the lady (robin-like in appearance) stares for a moment before reaching for the alarm underneath the desk, prompting the frog robber to point over in her direction}

FROG ROBBER: She's about to trip the alarm!

FOX ROBBER: Not if I can help it!

{The fox pulls the trigger on the odd gun, the camera cuts to outside the bank, aerial shot, as loud, booming music can be heard playing, a figure stumbles out, clutching at their ears as they stumble towards the nearest pay phone}

PERSON: Hello? Police? We got a robbery downtown! SEND HE--

MUSIC: D-D-D-D-D-D-D-DROP THA BASS! {Dubstep intensifies}

{Cut: Domesticus District Police Station, a bulldog officer with a nametag reading "Arnold" stares at the receiver for a moment before setting it down}

ARNOLD: Okay boys, listen up. {stands, putting his hands (paws?) on the table} We gotta a crime in progress downtown in our district, I need you to--

{Pan out to reveal that there's nobody in the office, the calendar near his desk indicates the day to be somewhere near Christmas}

ARNOLD: Oh son of a bitch, why did I come into work today? {sighs, picking up the phone} Guess I'll call up an ol' pal of mine.

{Cut: A table with a phone on it, it rings three times before a cat's hand picks it up}

PERSON: Yes? Right. Okay. Got it. {slams the receiver}

{The light turns on and the camera pans out, revealing this person to be Tal, who slips on his trenchcoat and trilby}

TAL: We're on our way...

{Intro - Music: Finding The First Puzzle Piece (Savestates)}

WORK IN PROGRESS!