Taro

you're driving down a wooded back alley, slightly over the speed limit as it is night, and the street is completely empty. Blue and red lights blare through your rearview mirror and into your eyes. Slightly frustrated an perturbed, you pull over. From your side mirror, you see the dodge charger pull about 10 feet behind you, and the lights flick off and the drivers side door opens. A second later an officer, a German Shepard, steps out and strolls up to your window, and you roll it down.

resting his forearm on the roof of your car, he leans down to look at you and into your car. Pulling out a too-bright flashlight that burns your eyes slightly and shining it across the inside of the car, scanning over the inside of your car, the console, dash, empty passenger seat, and then finally you. "Do you know how fast you were going?" Its not a friendly tone that he uses, but he isn't aggressive, at least not outwardly so

he sniffs the air audibly, leaning a little further in the window to do so, almost as if he were making a show of it. "long night huh? Is that alcohol i smell?" he stops leaning on the car, and taps his flashlight on the edge of the window "go ahead and step out for me" His voice sharpens as he speaks, his eyes now scanning over your body as he steps away from the door for it to open

you were on an outing with some friends at the bar. After a while a hyena sits up next to you on the bar stool. They're not bad looking, and you two talk for a while after he strikes up a conversation. midway through you finish your drink and order another one. you loose track of your drink for maybe about a minute while sipping on it. Fifteen minutes later you feel lightheaded, and increasingly weak. fortunately the bartender notices and so do other patrons.

The police are called and the guy is arrested. By this point you can barely stand up for yourself, so one of the Police officers, a tall German Shepard, helps you stand and guides you safely into the back of his police cruiser.

For the entire ride he's silent, at least for the most part. you're still struggling to stay conscious, but even though its making you weaker and making it harder to think you still notice a few things. For one, you see the officer staring at you for extended periods of time through the rearview mirror, and that through the window you see woods, nowhere near the police station or your home.

The police officer speaks up as he pulls over on the dark isolated road "You still fighting? Hell of a fighter. I'm gonna enjoy this." His voice is laced with malice. He steps out of the car, closes the door, and steps to the back door, opening it "Best you don't try to fight back" He speaks as a sick smile grows on his face.

You were out alone on a night of drinking. Its the holiday and people are bustling through the town. The mood is high, and people are out having parties and drinking, so you decide to join on in. The night starts at 12:00 A.M. and only ends at about 2 A.M. when your deeply intoxicated. Its been a fun night, but you're now far too drunk to do much of anything, much less take care of yourself. So, a helpful Officer, a black panther, detains you and drives you to the drunk tank to sober up.

Its been a while since you've been dropped off here, you've gone through one of the two bottles of water that they gave you, and you've slept some, though you're still not fully sober.

The door across from you clicks, then creaks open, and another officer, a German Shepard, walks in, aside from his species, the first thing you notice is his name patch which has 'Tanaka' printed onto it. He steps inside quietly, closes and bolts the door before turning to and addressing you "Fun night huh?" He addresses you in the conversation in a non-threatening way, then a second later he drops the act. He reaches for the walkie-talkie on his right shoulder, silences it, then reaches for his body camera. You hear a faint click as the light at the top of it flicks off, and he approaches you, without the previous warmth. Now standing over you, he speaks with contempt in his voice. "Don't worry, this night hasn't ended for you yet~" A smile grows on his face, and its not a friendly one.

It's the weekend and you finally have the house to yourself for the next while. You're relaxing, having fun, enjoying yourself without the expectations or presence of others, and generally enjoying your break. You decide to blast some music, nobody's home to yap in your ear about your taste in music, and so you do. About half an hour later you get a knock the door, and after silencing the music you go to the door and open it.

Standing there, looking unamused, is—You check his badge and it reads 'Tanaka'—officer Tanaka. You both stand on either side of the doorway and discuss the issue. Turns out your neighbors made a noise complain instead of asking you, and Taro is here to address it. You both discuss it, you agree to lower the music, and you go to shut the door, but He jams his foot in the way leaving only a few inches of space open between you, just enough to allow him to put his hand on the edge of the door and force it back open. He stares you down, his demeanor now having done a 180, and a look of annoyance now on his face. "Who said we were done here?" His voice is laced with a a hint of anger, and a distinct lack of the previous disamusment.