First National Bank of Fandom Town, Saturday morning
The Fandom Bank was nice and quiet on a Saturday morning. The tellers were going about their business, well aware that there was a chance somebody might stop in to talk about their long-forgotten accounts or something. They didn't expect it to be so windy. But Fandom indoor windstorms... Whatcha gonna do, right?
Unfortunately for them, IT WAS NO INDOOR WIND STORM. James had a rule back when he was in Fandom the first time: don't commit any crimes closer than 20 miles. Maybe 10 in a pinch. But definitely not on the island. But whatever, he was in town and people would be distracted by the reunion stuff. So Speed Demon zoomed into the bank, loaded up several bags, ran around enough to make it seem like regular wind, and zoomed back to the door.
Unexpectedly, he was caught in a web as he sprinted outside. "Crap," he said as he crashed to the ground.
[OOC: For people needing to use the bank or gawk at the supervillain dumb enough to commit a crime today. But not for stopping/catching him because that part is to roll out some of my characters. :D ]
Unfortunately for them, IT WAS NO INDOOR WIND STORM. James had a rule back when he was in Fandom the first time: don't commit any crimes closer than 20 miles. Maybe 10 in a pinch. But definitely not on the island. But whatever, he was in town and people would be distracted by the reunion stuff. So Speed Demon zoomed into the bank, loaded up several bags, ran around enough to make it seem like regular wind, and zoomed back to the door.
Unexpectedly, he was caught in a web as he sprinted outside. "Crap," he said as he crashed to the ground.
[OOC: For people needing to use the bank or gawk at the supervillain dumb enough to commit a crime today. But not for stopping/catching him because that part is to roll out some of my characters. :D ]