Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20160125010706

''Well, back to the drama! Let's grab some popcorn while we're at it! -GL'' --- After the incident at the village had died down, tensions still remained high.

It could be said that quite a few members of the film crew's escorts were ... furious over Vert's actions, or more likely, reactions to the big ruckus.

They were not happy that he threatened physical force over a minor trifle, especially when the village locals were sympathetic, being a village with less commute, always on the risk of a Grimm attack.

The young man was in hot water ... or more accurately, in cold ice, after Kreutznauer froze him to prevent him from doing any more harm.

Platinum and Oliver, two other Beacon students who also aspired to apply for law enforcement, wanted an explanation from him.

Vert, on the other hand, looked at them with disgust. They wouldn't understand.

''Tch. Miscarriage of justice, my ass. As if these ignorant fools will understand anything. But I suppose I can spend a few minutes entertaining them.''

"Alright then. You wanna know my story and why I do this? Fine. I'll tell you why..." ---Kreutznauer looked at Vert, Platinum and Oliver.

Typical. They were about to find out his true colors soon enough, even after he warned them... somewhat.

He managed to look at Tanner, now conversing with Laura and Asura.

The three were discussing plans on how to make sure the village stayed afloat. Some discussed funding.

But Kreutznauer had a better idea.

He took out a camera and began recording a log, walking around the entire village as he narrated.

"Kreutznauer's log. Day Three. The fiasco had ended alright, and everything's fine. Every time I walk into villages like this, I feel like I either don't give a damn, or I pity their arses."

"This is the world people live in outside the Kingdoms. Where the Grimm breathe down on your neck because you would be an easier target without the environment or Huntsmen at your side. Where each and every day people run scared shitless that they'll end up being slaughtered."

"Someday, this has to change. And I'll be one of the people who will achieve it."

By the time he was done, he packed away his camera, and pulled out his Scroll, searching for a signal. Villages had support towers nearby that could easily be toppled over, but all he needed was a single call.

Found it.

He proceeded to dial up his old partner and colleague, now the dean of the school he worked at... --- "When I was a child, I learned about the importance of justice from my parents. They told me to do the right thing and stand for what was just."

"And as a child, I took all of their words to heart. I wanted to be just like them, to do what was right."

Vert began his little story as Platinum and Oliver carefully listened.

"But one day, it happened. The parents that I believed in, that I worshipped and loved so much, were liars, hypocrites, and thieves!"

"That night, I snuck up to them while they were gone, and saw them steal jewellry and all sorts of expensive riches."

Vert took a deep breath before retelling the story that caused so many painful memories... --- Leon Richards, dean of Polaris College School, was busy signing documents when he was interrupted with a call.

''It's from Robin. Wonder what he's up to.''

"What is it, Robin? Have you finished filming yet?"

"It's still going, Leon." Kreutznauer sighed before proposing the idea.

"There's a village that's not doing so well. Think we can find any way to help their arses?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"A few donations, a field trip, a sponsorship, and the ability for our students to go there for missions."

The blonde, bearded, sharply dressed Faunus with lion ears and neatly cut hair pondered in thought before he responded. It reminded him of the time his team used to head to villages on missions like these, before Violet left the group and disappeared.

"I'll see what I can do."

Once the call was ended, he proceeded to call the school's sponsors, and call back to tell him of the results.

"Hello? This is Leon Richards, Dean of Polaris. I'd like to offer you a proposition..." --- "At first, I didn't want to believe it. My own family, my own flesh and blood, who raised me, stealing in front of me? Committing a criminal offense!? We were well off, so why would they do something like this!?"

"I wanted to stay by their side and believe it. But deep down, it made me sick to my stomach. I would never love someone like that!"

"I decided to leave them for good, and moved on to another family. This new household was thankfully, a law-abiding household. I felt safe and comfortable."

"Yet every time I watched the news, or walked around the city, I saw people doing terrible things. And I was always reminded of that night."

He paused, before turning to address a direct point by the others.

"I saw people doing minor offences, yet in an instant, do something worse the moment they were given mercy."

In case they wouldn't understand, he decided to explain his position with an analogy.

"Since you love bringing up hypothetical scenarios so much, how about I show you one of my own?" --- After he was done with the call, Kreutznauer walked up to the group.

"So, I heard you lot were talking about how to fix this place up."

They nodded before he continued.

"I've talked to an old friend of mine, the dean of Polaris, and he said that we can have this village sponsored.

After the group was shocked, the Professor explained the details.

"Our school, unlike your typical Huntsman Academies, are not taxpayer-funded. We have a wealthy sponsor who takes care of maintenance, renovations, and expansions. We can have them help fund this village to make it less of a hellhole than it already is."

"And, not only will I make a few donations, we have decided to have mission contracts for this village, along with me taking my classes on a field trip, to show them how villages like these work, and to show them a world outside their Kingdoms. And that's not even counting the amount of exposure this place will get with our show on the telly."

The group understandably smiled when they heard this proposition. Together, they decided to put all of their ideas into action... --- "Consider a building with a few broken windows. If the windows are not repaired, the tendency is for vandals to break a few more windows. Eventually, they may even break into the building, and if it's unoccupied, perhaps become squatters or light fires inside."

"Or consider a pavement. Some litter accumulates. Soon, more litter accumulates. Eventually, people even start leaving bags of refuse from take-out restaurants there or even break into cars."

"This is the 'Broken Windows' theory. Don't you understand? We have to be tough and vigilant on crime to prevent all hell from breaking loose. Surely you know the consequences of failing to do so, right?"

"To me, all crimes are wrong and should be punished equally. Even the tiniest ones. I don't care about what your little sob story is, and I don't expect any sympathy for you or for me. All I care is that people follow the law to the fullest extent."

He decided to resume his story to reinforce his point.

"So I became more determined than ever before. I joined Beacon to gain the power and strength necessary to bring law and order into this world. Once I graduate, I will enforce the law my way - whether that means changing the poorly-written laws and their definitions, to ridding the Kingdom of incompetent, lazy buffoons drinking coffee every now and then, or to make an example of criminals and the law by myself."

"Either way, justice will prevail. I'll make sure of it."

"Then why join this show in the first place?" Platinum asked.

"My team wanted me to study the Grimm, despite my better judgment. These people have no appreciation of the law - or the idea of not harassing someone like me."

"Why not quit while you're ahead? Clearly you're more interested in your twisted neo-utopian fantasy than doing what needs to be done to protect the innocent," Oliver snarkily retorted.

"If I'm not the type to give up on justice, what makes you think I'll give up on anything?"

"You're hopeless," came the collective conclusion. --- When the caravan continued on their eventual journey, Kreutznauer looked at the footage that he took.

''No more excuses. I will make sure everyone sees the world as it is.''

And if it means a lot, maybe I can help a few people while I'm at it.