Public Everyone Hates a Bully (Character Introduction)

[Starlin Rand]

A teenager emerged from the doors of a convenience store. Tucked underneath his arms were a few stolen items—junk food and booze snagged from the store’s shelves while the cashier wasn’t looking. His eyes darting both ways down the street, the kid made off with the goods undetected. Or so he thought.

"Hey you! Come back here and pay for those!"

Panic surged through the inexperienced boy. He increased his speed, barreling down the sidewalk. Inevitably he crashed into someone, and all of the items he was carrying went flying out of his grasp. He left them where they fell, desperate to get away.

At last, he managed to evade his pursuers by leaping into an alleyway—only to be pummeled by fists. He ducked and cried out as he was hit repeatedly by a shadowy assailant who pinned him against the wall.

“Jacen, you idiot! You lost the stuff!” his attacker’s open palm struck the side of the boy’s head in anger, punctuating his sentence with the sound of skin and bone colliding.

“It’s just a bunch of junk!” Jacen protested. “It’s not that big of a deal!”

“Yes it is! What am I supposed to tell the others? That you tripped and dropped everything while you were running from the cops?” Groaning in embarrassment and annoyance, Jacen’s attacker abruptly released him. “You stay here, and don’t move. I’m going to do it myself.”

With that, Starlin Rand stepped out of the alleyway, adjusted his hat (which had gotten cocked sideways during the scuffle), and started toward another convenience store located at the other end of the street. He hadn’t wanted to rob anyone today, but the circumstances of Jacen’s abysmal failure had forced his hand. His friends were counting on him to provide snacks and alcohol for the party that night, and he didn’t want to disappoint them. Besides, they all knew he was the best thief in the gang. He really should’ve been the one for the job in the first place. But he’d suddenly sprouted a conscience at the last minute and tried to wrangle Jacen into doing it instead...

 

[Leon Amun]

Starlin Rand

Edit: Forgot to Mention, He is not in Armor right now

"About Damn time" Leon groaned as he stretched out his arms, causing more than a few people to duck around him as they tried to avoid his long reach. Even though The Murderhawke had not wrestled for a year at this point he still could not refuse a picture for a fan and when one person wants a picture THEY ALL want a picture. Which would have been completely fine with Leon if they all weren't so short! Did he not have any fans who were closer to his height? Must he bend down for all of them? While it was almost impossible for him at this point to develop any kind of back pain, the monotony, a surprise contender, was almost enough to take him out. Luckily the fans dispersed as soon as the gathered and The Mandalorian found himself alone once more, slightly worse for wear. Now it was time for his actual objective, finding the best Bantha Burger within a mile radius.

Just when he was about to head out on his Journey he felt a slight bump on his hip followed by a crash, and then a scurry...and then more men. When Leon saw who the men were chasing, he let out a gasp! Those brutes were trying to mug a poor child for his groceries! This would not do! After carefully picking all of the dropped goods and putting them in his bag, Leon followed the two men to teach them a lesson in manners. The lesson would never be taught unfortunately because Leon could not see the child, nor the men chasing him when he turned the block. So He went down another block, turned, went down there, and so on until he was rightfully lost.

The Murderhawke frowned in defeat, having been a victim of his poor sense of direction once again. He turned around and began to walk back to where he think he came from when he spotted him. The kid from before, except this time he had a cap on, That was smart, Leon instantly realized he was trying to hide himself from the muggers and quickened his pace.

"Hey, Hey kid" Leon whispered, trying his best to remain as inconspicuous as a Seven foot tall monster could look "Pppppppssssss, Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid" He whispered a bit more loudly, hoping this would get his attention. When it didn't, Leon finally gave up his stealth tactic and bellowed

"HEY KID! I HAVE THOSE GROCERIES YOU DROPPED!"

 

[Starlin Rand]

Leon Amun

Given the antennapalps hidden underneath his cap, there was no way Starlin couldn't hear the whispering voice trying to get his attention. He deliberately ignored them for as long as possible, afraid that it was some sort of trick to get him to come out into the open. But once they started bellowing down the street at him, it was impossible to pretend he hadn't heard. His antennapalps retracted while he cringed at the sheer volume of the man's voice. So much for getting through undetected.

He turned around to face the very persistent good Samaritan, and nearly had a heart attack. This guy was huge - somewhere around seven feet tall and essentially a walking wad of muscle and bone. Starlin craned his neck to look up at the giant's face as he approached, his arms laden with the junk food and booze Jacen had lost in the chase.

"Uh..." he squeaked, then cleared his throat. "...Thanks?"

His eyes were already scanning the man's person for valuables he might be able to filch when the giant wasn't looking - a bad habit he'd picked up only recently. But he wasn't seriously considered robbing this guy. He'd have to be crazy to try. The dude looked like he could break him in half over his knee like a dry branch.

Blinking, he reached out to take the "groceries" back - only to freeze as he heard a shout from somewhere behind the giant.

"Don't move! Those are stolen goods!"

Starlin absolutely wasn't going anywhere. If he tried to run, they'd assume he was guilty. As it stood, he still had a chance of getting out of this mess as long as Jacen stayed hidden and the giant didn't put two and two together.

 

[Leon Amun]

Starlin Rand

A massive grin spread across Leon's lips as the boy finally turned around to acknowledge him. Finally, he could accomplish his one good deed for the day! The Mandalorian was just about to hand the lad his groceries back when he heard another booming voice, only this time it wasn't his. Stolen goods....The Murderhawke looked down at the bounty in his arms, and then at the boy...Then over to the two angry men, now back to the boy, groceries, boy, men, boy, men, groceries THEN FINALLY IT CLICKED! This poor little soul was stealing groceries to feed himself and his family! His heart melted right then and there as his grin turned three times wider, what a little hero this vagrant was!

Without any grace what so ever The giant dumped the groceries into the teen's arms before grabbing a single candy bar from the pile. With a wink Leon turned and marched over to the pair, chewing on the bar. It didn't take long before the loud, noisy bullies became very, very, quite. "The Murderhawke suggests you run now" Was the only thing the bounty hunter said to the two mutes before they turned around and ran, admirably fast by Leon's standards.

Leon turned back around, proud of his work and made his way back to his new found friend as the Two short, angry men screamed back at them, something about police maybe? He didn't much care, he had a more important mission! With a pat on the head, he bent down to grin at the kid "The Murderhawke believes you should be fine from now on!" He took one final bite of the Candy bar before tossing the wrapper "The Murderhawke also believes you should be getting home, I'm sure your family is patiently awaiting your return with the groceries!" He shouted, barely containing his pride in the lad "The Murderhawke shall escort you until you are safely home"

 

[Starlin Rand]

Leon Amun

Holding the stolen goods, Starlin stared at "the Murderhawke" as the giant scared off the two men who had been pursuing his friend Jacen earlier. The distinct utterance of "we're calling the cops" startled him out of his stunned paralysis, but he was too afraid of the Murderhawke to run.

That said, he was getting Big Friendly Giant™ vibes from this guy. He didn't seem to be too bright, either. Maybe Starlin could work with this, let the dude follow him around and fend off the police until they got back to the party... but then what? Would he just join in with the rest of the teeny bopper gang, drinking and smoking and screwing around?

Chit, why not? If it'll get me out of here in one piece...

"Okay," Starlin replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Uh, just hold on a minute..."

He made his way over to the alleyway entrance and called out, "Jacen! We're leaving! Right now!"

Jacen came slinking out of the shadows, his shoulders hunched up. Upon catching sight of the Murderhawke, he jumped three feet in the air.

"Who--what---why--?!" he gasped.

"We now have our very own escort," Starlin hissed through his teeth, gesturing toward the giant.

Jacen seemed to catch on and quickly nodded his head. "Oh. Hi." He waved sheepishly to the Murderhawke, only for Starlin to thrust one arm full of the stolen goods into Jacen's hands, determined not to wind up a mule.

Sirens sounded in the distance. "Now would be a very good time to leave!" Hefting the remaining goods in both arms, Starlin took off running. Jacen yelped and followed suit. A police speeder was turning the corner, ready to chase the two punks down.

 

[Leon Amun]

Starlin Rand

It took only a second and a few words to blow Leon's mind. As a second child emerged and subsequently freaked out, Leon's mind struggled to make sense of the situation. Clearly the new vandal was the one who had stolen the goods, the shirt was exactly the same, as well as the hair color. The only thing that didn't make sense here was why the two children didn't look like one another.

"The Murderhawke does not see the resemblance" The Mandalorian said, to no one in particular. Soon enough another light bulb in his head went off, and tears welled in his eyes. This wasn't some street punk trying to feed his family, this was a GROUP of street punks who WERE family! Just like those old Holovids he used to watch. It was the sweetest thing he had ever se-

His thoughts were interrupted by sirens as a policeman on a speeder bike rounded the corner, chasing after his two new-found charges as they scurried off. With one quick motion, Leon reached out an arm and snatched the cop off of his bike sending the speeder hurtling down the street end over end "THEY'RE JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE!" The Murderhawke shouted at the clearly confused but mostly terrified Police officer now in his hands.

"SIR YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR INTERFERING IN POLICE BUSINESS" The small man shouted up at him "COME NOW AND NO ONE WILL GET HURT!"

"The Murderhawke believes that you should be hunting actual criminals, like those with the guns!" He calmly replied, pointing at the small group of armed assailants led by two very familiar looking men. Without much thought, Leon threw (Read Yeet) the poor officer at the crowd before turning around and taking off down the street after the kids, who he had now unsurprisingly lost in the quarrel.

 

[Starlin Rand]

Leon Amun

Starlin and Jacen hightailed it out of there. The two boys veered in different directions, hoping to confuse their pursuers, but they needn't have bothered. The Murderhawke had succeeded in causing such chaos and confusion among the policemen that they had lost all track of the punks in favor of dealing with the giant who had just used one of their men as a bowling ball to take out the rest of them.

When their paths intersected again further down the road, Jacen was barking out nervous, breathless laughter. "Who the hell was that guy?"

"I have no idea," Starlin replied. "C'mon, we've gotta get going or we'll be late."

They headed for the house of their friend Niko. Even before they were around the block, Starlin could hear pounding music rattling the walls of the building. A handful of speeders were parked outside, and inside the place was crowded with dirty rotten teenagers.

The arrival of Starlin and Jacen was greeted with cheers and whoops. Within minutes, the booze was distributed among the guests and the stupidity of youth was on full display.