[h3][center]Caper at the Carlyle Museum[/center][/h3]
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Grailham City, a place where heroes and villains enter the crucible of conflict and where legends emerge. Good and Evil vie for dominance daily, with law and order maintained only by careful diligence and duty. At this very moment there are easily a few handfuls of battles going on by heroes and villains both great and small. Unbeknownst to everyone, a new group of villains known to nobody as the Sinister Six is absconding with an artifact from the storage at the Carlyle Museum. What artifact could they be getting away with? 


“Watch where you are going” growled a figure clad in black.

“How about you watch where you put your foot?” hissed a figure in red.

“Quiet all of you, we are supposed to get the artifact and get out real quiet like.” barked a figure in green.

“I didn’t say nothing!” exclaimed a figure in Yellow

“I am surrounded by idiots…” sighed a figure in grey.

“And that’s what you love about us.” Joked a figure in blue.

“Hey…wait a minute.” Said the black figure. “Are you even helping us carry this?”, he said to the blue figure.

“uhh, of course I am, don’t be silly” the blue figure said, actually touching the box this time instead of pretending to.

“No, you weren’t! I saw you pantomiming it!”

“Quiet you fools! You’ll attract attention.” 

“Hey, what’s going on here?” said a guard, announcing down the hall.

“Who’s the-“ said the guard before sighing. “…great, more costumed characters…”

“We are no mere characters…” announced the red figure. “We are the Sinister Six! Now cower and we may let you live” He said, breaking into a villainous cackle. And not a very good one.

“Riigght. Well, I have here in my hands a gun. And they let me use it because management is tired of absolute nobodies breaking in here every Tuesday.” The guard said, brandishing a handgun to illustrate 

“Now drop that crate nice and slow and leave, I don’t want to deal with the paperwork.”

“POCKET SAND!” said the yellow figure, reaching into a pocket and throwing sand at the guard’s eyes. 

“ARGH, MY EYES!” Exclaimed the guard. “Why the fuck do you have sand in…” he said as he was interrupted by being tripped by the yellow figure, conveniently being knocked out by the fall.

“Well, looks like I saved our heist, no need to thank me.” Boasted the yellow figure proudly.

“Whatever, let’s just get this out of here without any more interruptions. The big boss is paying us good money for this, for whatever reason.”

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Unbeknownst to them. This was all in view of a security camera. Also staffed by a guard who really does not want to deal with all these random ‘villains’. Especially with all the paperwork involved. Better to find some aspiring hero to deal with this inconvenience. But if the guard can’t be assed to do his job, who can? Can the guard find anyone willing to help for nothing but a half-hearted thanks? Will the vile foes have their daring caper thwarted?