What you do

“. . .hello.”

Ivy: Hello, human being.

“. . . You’re a robot.”

Ivy: Not exactly.

“Then what are you? And what are you doing in San Francisco?”

Ivy: I am what you humans call a plant. I talk using this robot.

“Cool! You might wanna get outta here though. Lots of smoke.”

Ivy: I have an air purifier.

“. . . And are you confortable with someone possibly coughing up their soul?”

Ivy: I haven't seen that happen yet.

“Uh oh.”

Ivy: You're pretty suspicious.

“NOPE NOT AT ALL.”

Ivy: Yes you are.

“Go away!”

Ivy: I was told to stay here.

“WHY!?

Ivy: To look for law-breakers.

“WELL THERE ARENT ANY HERE”

Ivy: Lies.

“UGH! Whatever. I’m going to go play with mr.buns.” She goes inside the apartment complex

Ivy: *gets out this thing that looks like a calculator and enters a code and I break down the door and comes in*

“?!?” -Looks over-

Me: Hello, my name is Wooper, I know that's a weird name, but I positioned Ivy outside of your house because of suspicious behavior and now, I can arrest you guys!

“No, you cannot.”

Me: Why?

Garcello: “we have warrants to own guns- and the only reason we ever use them is in self defense.”

Me: Huh, the police didn’t tell me about this.

Kerumi: “I admit to having murdered someone- but i misfired. I only intended to disable them.’

Ivy:*shook*

She sets it on the table by where she’s sitting- “just in case.”

Ivy:*very shook*

She continues to play with Mr.Buns

Ivy:*still hiding*

-the plot ain’t gonna move forward if she doesnt come out-

Ivy: *quickly runs up to the table and grabs the gun*

“Wha- OI!”

Garcello: !?

Ivy: Don't move or I'll shoot.

-doesn’t move-

Ivy:*receives orders to follow her and does that*

Garcello: “you ok Kemu? You look pale.” (This guy minus the cigarette)

Kemuri: “i-I’m fine.”

Ivy:*hides*

“yeah. I’m fine.” She goes to sit down and play with her hedgehog, mr.buns.

Ivy:*watching*

Mr.Buns: -cutest hedgehog in existence-

Ivy:*uninterested anymore*

she whispers to herself- “that stupid robot- good thing it left.”

Ivy:*offended*

“But- just in case-“ she gets a gun from their very much casual gun cabinet

Ivy: I'm not here for seeing that. I'm here because of the increasing amount of criminals.

“O-oh.”

Ivy: *nods, or more like attempts to nod.*

“Welp, won’t find any here, time to go!” The 11-year-old starts trying to shove her away

(Wdym by shove her away)

(Away from this area)

(Shove who away? I'm pretty sure plants don't have genders.)

(Oh- ivy then)

Ivy:*doesn't budge*

-gulps nervously in committed first degree homicide-