[u]Mini writing exercise: [b]"Your character stands in front of a locked door and needs to get inside. What would they do?"[/b][/u]

[i][u]Crash:[/i][/u] Tests the handle, rattling it with forceful intent. "Damn..." Considers his options whilst walking backwards. 

[I] Search for a key...too time consuming 

Search for another entrance...Probably the best option. 

Break the door in...not really a logical reason behind it[/I] 

With those options in mind he propels himself forward, slamming his shoulder against the door, the wood around the lock splinters upon contact and the door flies open allowing Crash to trip over his own feet and roly poly into the room splatting against a hard vertical surface upside down with his feet above his head. [i]...Worth it?[/i] 

[i][u]Little Feather & Lion:[/i][/u] Testing the door, frowning when it doesn't open she stares at it in quiet contemplation...before knocking on it quietly. [i]No answer...[/i] "Guess we should go find the key...I don't know where to start looking though" She murmurs to the large white lion beside her. Lion's ears flicker as he looks from the door to her and back again. "Now Cub, in times like these it always pays to use your head" Lion tells her in a melodic voice as he approaches the door with a determined look on his face and an intelligent twinkle to his eye. Little Feather moves aside to allow him through watching him with a curious expression. 

Lion studies the door for a small while, taking in everything he can until he pulls back for a brief moment smiling up at Little Feather he grins at her before lurching forward and slamming the crown of his head against the door with an impressive amount of force, drawing back he begins to sway from side to side his eyes a swirl of confusion, in fact Little Feather is sure there are little birds circling his head as he falls back onto his haunches, her response is to burst out into hysterics as he holds up his paw. "Maybe not..." Lion groans falling onto his back with his legs in the air. By now the door is forgotten as Little Feather is in need of oxygen and can't seem to control her legs any longer as she collapses to the floor succumbing to her laughter.

[i][u]Mercy:[/i][/u] After testing the door she glances around for a moment before tapping something into her phone and waiting patiently. "You called? kupo-po!" Asks Koops small voice as he flies up next to her. A smile crosses Mercy's face as she looks at the small ball of creamy fluff, with his red bobble bouncing around atop his head. "Yes! I need the key for this door" She grins at the creature, watching as he salutes her and starts to rummage through the yellow messenger bag on his shoulder, pulling out a slender grey key, he hands it to Mercy. Who promptly pokes it in the door, unlocking it with a quick flick of her wrist. "Job well done" She smiles to him, petting him on the head as she pushes the door open.