Claw bandit.

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Near the stone harbor,was a small arcade, run by Vile. Not much to look at, but home to quite a few old school arcade, machines, including an older claw. Right now a grey shirt was checking it, sure enough the claw bandit had cleaned them out. This was the second time this week, most of the generic plush were still there, the licensed ones were completely gone. Whoever had done this, was good, really good.

"They struck again?" Came the voice of a newer recruit.

"Yes." Sighed the older one. "The second time this week."

"So what do you think they do with them all?" The younger questioned with a smirk.

"Keep them? Donate some?, how would I know?" The elder one grunted.

"So what are you gonna do about it." Was a snarky answer.

"I am gonna give them a run for their money." Was the reply.

"I think they are gonna, make you eat your words." The new recruit teased.


His current mentor, just shook his head, and placed more plush inside. This time they decided to put in a plush much to large for the claw. It was placed as far back, as it could possibly go. That would probably discourage them, at least they hoped it would. However they were sure others would, try and get it, possibly netting them more revenue. They also put in some , rather flat and not much to them manta ray plush. Just to see if anyone would dare try, to get those as well.

One week later.

They came back a week later, wide eyed they stared. Not only were the manta ray plush gone, so was that really big one in the back. On the machine, was a envelope closed shut with some stickers. Curiously they took it down, inside was a series of photos documenting, the big plush, they had gotten it in three tries. There was also a thank you card, with a coupon for a free coffee. Grumbling, the grunt lumbered off, they were in need of a good drink.

Back at ACME, Kristine was waiting for a friend of hers to arrive. They had made a friendly bet, as to weather or not they could get that big plush out of the claw. Their friend had a few doubts, and had initiated the bet in the first place. Right now, they had a large grin , on their face, how fun it was to take on a challenge. They had not earned the nickname the claw bandit for nothing.
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