Her hair was a dark green, but the paint was an even darker shade of purple. There were people walking by, but it wasn't unusual to see Crystal painting the wall of a private home to express how much her mastermind mother ruled the island.
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His hair was a dark brown and quiffed upwards in a slight mohawk, only in the front just above his forehead. The teapot he was holding, however, was a rusty gold color. It wasn't unusual to see Tommy stealing something for his father on the island.
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Her hair was a dark red color (no, not a ginger shade) and fell in curls below her shoulders. Her ex's cheek, however, had a dark blue lip gloss print left behind. It wasn't unusual to see Paula going back to her 12th boyfriend on the island.
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His hair was black, going in short curls straight upwards. The book in front of him, however, was a dark purple color. It wasn't unusual to see Daniel with his nose in a book while he scarfed down the rotten breakfast that his ocelot-lady mother put in front of him that morning.
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Crystal turned around from her creation and smirked, jumping down from the dumpster she was using to make the dull wall seem not-so-dull.
The spray had a primary color of a dark purple, the silhouette of her mother with her right arm reaching behind her for her sword and her left hand resting on her waist, with the signature camo design to show her mother was the Camo Chloe.
Camo Chloe was the baddest woman in the world. She loved it when people would cower at her name. Her specialty was blending in with the shadows so well that she got what she wanted easily, but she always had to do a little persuading to her work done cleanly. Chloe's daughter, Crystal, plans to take after her mother in the future, being the baddest of them all.
She made her way out of the dark, dusty alleyway and into the main street where she met her friend, Paula.
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Paula wasn't an idiot. She was always looking for the perfect results out of her beauty, making her the most beautiful woman on the island. Well, technically, second-most beautiful woman on the island. Her mother, the Queen (as she calls herself) was the most beautiful woman on the island although she had lost her waistline long ago and was nearing old age.
The Queen always believed she was the fairest in the land and would hurt those who tried to get in her way as the most beautiful of them all. Her specialty was her beauty, of course. She was always checking her make-up, no matter the circumstance, and she has raised her daughter to be the same way.
"Crystal!" Paula greeted, waving to her friend from across the street. Crystal waved back as Paula reapplied a new layer of her dark, nighttime blue lip gloss. The former made her way across the street, and as she did so, she took a lollipop from a baby when the mother wasn't paying attention. Crystal spat on the lollipop, stuck it under her arm, and gave it back. The child looked at it weirdly as Crystal continued on her way. She didn't look back to see whether the child (or "dreadful creature" as her mother would call him) continued licking his lollipop or threw it away.
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"Hey, Danny!"
Daniel jumped, slipped his bowl, coughed out what was in his mouth, and dropped his book as Tommy appeared at the window.
"T-Tommy, what the hell?!" Daniel managed, holding a hand over his heart.
"Come on, it's about time we meet with the ladies!" Tommy had a broad grin on his face. Daniel could tell with no doubt that he had a good morning run.
Tommy was confident that his father would be proud with him. After all, having the Thief Tyreese as his father meant always snatching something. But ever since the fall took his leg, Tyreese left it up to his son to continue stealing items to sell at his shop.
"Okay, okay, let me get my jacket and we'll go…" Daniel rolled his eyes, getting up and cleaning up his mess. He was just about to grab his jacket when his father, Daring Dennis, called his name.
"Daniel, where are you?!"
Daniel's eyes widened, and he grabbed his jacket, literally throwing himself out the window. He just barely managed to catch the ladder and he fell on top of Tommy. Daniel wasn't that strong and he was only holding on with one hand. He couldn't hold on for long, and didn't have enough time to warn Tommy. Thus, their heap on the ground.
Daniel scrambled to his feet.
"Come on, my dad's coming!" Daniel hissed, getting up off of Tommy as he put on his half-white, half-black leather jacket with the sleeves a dark purple.
"Oh, yeah, you fear your dad-"
"Let's go!" Daniel exclaimed, yanking Tommy along before the taller boy had a chance to call up to his father.
Daring Dennis was the guy who did giant leaps across buildings to escape the guards from his most recent theft. He always left it up to his son to do his chores now-a-days, which was usually cleaning the trophies and such that he had stolen back in the day.
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"These criminals may have gotten away, but we will catch them. The problem is, how?"
The woman in the golden robes pondered that question, and it wasn't long before a member of the Guard spoke.
"Permission to speak, miss Founder." He was a blond fellow, holding his hand up politely as well.
"Permission granted." the Founder nodded at the man, who stepped forward.
"What if it takes bad, to defeat bad?" He asks the Founder, looking up at her.
"I… don't understand. Emphasize."
"Well, we all know what a good guy would do, right? Be honest and do the noble thing and turn themselves in. Yet, these people are criminals, and I believe that, in order to catch a criminal, you need a criminal."
"What is it that you're suggesting, exactly?"
"Uhm… perhaps not the old generation as you all saw them, but maybe the new generation will help us find these people."
"The new generation of criminals?"
"Yes. From Sly Island." the Founder leant back in her throne, a hand going to her chin in thought.
"Whose children are you suggesting?"
"Daring Dennis… Thief Tyreese… the Queen…" The soldier took one look around him, as if not really wanting to say her name, but he had to anyways, "and Camo Chloe." All the members of the Royal Guard and the Guard gasped as the Founder leaned forward in her throne so quickly, like someone had planted millions of thumbtacks on the back of her throne. One guy in the back even fainted, but the people around him were too shocked to help him.
"Camo Chloe!" the Founder practically roared. "We cannot bring up the children of Camo Chloe, she is the worst villain in the land-"
"We don't know what their kids have done! The parents made their choice, I made mine, you made yours… their kids didn't make a choice yet."
The Founder was silent for once, and she seemed to ponder the decision.
"Surely you're not going to allow the children of those misfits up here? Who knows what kinds of trouble they could cause!" Reginald began his attempts to rebut what ideas his soldier had put into the Founder's head.
"To defeat your enemy, you gotta make them your friend! That's how we'll get the criminals of building. Right after, we'll have to find a way to give them something in return for helping us. It could be allowing them to live up here, out of the reach of their mother or father! Who knows, we could change them to be good!"
The Founder glanced back and forth between Reginald and the soldier.
"What is your name?" she asks the soldier at last.
"John. But everyone calls me Jack."
"Jack, will you watch over all four of these kids, make sure they don't cause any trouble at all?"
"I cannot promise anything, but I will keep them in my sights to the best of my abilities."
"Go get the children from Sly Island, then. We'll be needing their help now more than ever."