So your just sitting there at your table

[Greg Green]

(This is a very open RP, feel free to add what ever you want and assume any role you want)

You hear the sound of foot steps scampering frantically up your walk way and then on to your porch. *THUD* The wall shakes a little from the impact. Then clawing as the door handle rattles.

The door is pushed open and someone bound in hand cuffs stumbles in.

"HIDE ME! THEY WILL BE HERE ANY SECOND!"

Your move.

[nixon/monto]

(I yell.) OH GOD! (And jump under the couch.)

[Greg Green]

(The sound of boots trounce up the walk way and on to the porch in a thunderous manner)
*Dives for a recliner, flailing his legs as he fails to squirm under the now teetering lazy boy with cuffed hands*
(Three pairs of boots march in through the door in single file)

OH MAN, OH JEEZ!! ITS THE FUZZ!!

[nixon/monto]

(Panting like crazy and seeing the boots. Thinking to my self.) "I knew we shouldn't have cutted though those yards."

[Greg Green]

The Fuzz: "SO!! Yard Hoppers! This is your home? Splendid. I love what you have done with the rug and curtains. We shall set up base here."

(stops trying to swim under the recliner)
"Wait. Who? What? Base? You really like the rug?"

The Fuzz: "And The curtains. Also, the Gnomes cannot enter Yard Hopper homes, thus making this the base and strong hold for our operations."

"Operations? Why did you hand cuff me again?"

The Fuzz: "Because it was hilarious"

[nixon/monto]

(Try's to run away because I'm nervous and sleepy but runs in to the wall.) ahhhhhhhh! *thunk*