They weren’t just common crooks; they were legends of the split-screen, the Bonanza Bros.
They moved in perfect, jerky synchronization. Mobo took the lower level, hugging the background wall to avoid a patrolling guard’s flashlight. Above him, Robo timed his jump over a stack of crates, sliding into a doorway just as a security bot whizzed past. Bonanza Bros.
The objective was simple, or as simple as anything gets in a town where the guards have heads like plastic bowling pins. They weren’t just common crooks; they were legends
A stray fly began buzzing around Mobo’s head—the price of staying still too long. 🚁 The Great Escape They weren’t just common crooks
If it moves, stun it. If it doesn't move, take it.