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been awhile but time for a shitpost.
>Be Ripley
>just be doing paper work in your office
>All is well until you hear a shrill cry
>"FUCKING TRANNIES, ALL YOU, YOU FUCKERS CALL YOURSELVES COPS WHEN YOU DON'T WANT TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE PEDOPHILES LIVNG NEXT DOOR TO ME"
>You sigh, automatically knowing who it is screaming their lungs out
>Yep it's skaut having another mental breakdown in the police station again.
>Getting up from your seat you dread every step as you walk down the hallway and to the lobby of the police station.
>Finally arriving Skaut is literally crying his eyes out and throwing a tantrum on the floor
>Every other cop in the station is here too alongside you watching this manchild throw a hissy fit over his neighbors
>again
>none of your fellow officers really want to intervene because god know as soon as he is locked up in a holding cell he's gonna make his mission to give everyone in the department an aneurism from how loud he screeches
>But someone's got to do it.
>You step forward and towards skaut
>He see's this turns his full attention to you
>"DON'T YOU DARE PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON ME, PEDOPHILE TRANNY FAGGOT!!!!!!!!!!!"
>jesus fucking christ you'd rather watch that skinnie bang your daughter right in front of you than deal with this fucking lunatic on the floor of the police station.
>You end up grabbing the little fuck and force his hands behind his back
>Thankfully you don't have to do it alone as the cops finally realize they have a job to do and place Skaut in handcuffs
>"GET ME OUT OF THESE CUFFS, THIS IS UNLAWFUL!"
>'Fucking kill me' you think to yourself as skaut is dragged away down a hallway, further into the police station
>His autistic screaming is already giving you a headache, including everyone else.
>Now you gotta deal with this until he burns himself out or just passes out which could take hours.
>You head back to your office but not before grabbing a pair of earmuffs from the armory to block out skaut