THE BAD GUYS IN: lackadaisy

Pilot

Los Ángeles 2022, heist is in full effect.

A cat named Roark "Rocky" Rickaby or rocky for short begins the tale, "Old Man River! That seems far too austere a name
for something made of mirth and rage" he played his violin.

He is a young adult gray cat with blue eyes and a bushy, tabby tail. His usual attire consists of a blue suit and hat, complemented by an orange tie featuring the initial 'R.' He also wears a white undershirt. Prominent features of Rocky include his thick eyebrows and a noticeable hole in his earlobe.

"O, roiling red-blood river vein.
If chief among your traits is age,
you're a wily, convoluted sage" Rocky laughs and plays a note.

"Is "old" the thing to call what rings
the vernal heart of wester-lore?
What brings us brassy-myth made kings.
And a preponderance of bug-type things.
To challenge titans come before!"

"O, demiurge to a try at Avalon-once-more?
And what august vitality
in your wide aorta stream.
You must have had to oversee
alchemic change of timber beam
to iron, brick and engine steam!
Your umber whiskey waters lance
the prideful, sober sovereignty
of faulty-haloed temperance,
and wilt her self-sure countenance;
Yes, righteousness is vanity.
But sport's for imps, not elderly. So if there's a name for migrant mass
of veteran frivolity
That snakes through seas of prairie grass
and groves of summer sassafras;
a name that flows as roguishly
as wild waters, fast and free,
It's your true name: Los Angeles"

But just then, a cat named Ivy Pepper interrupts, "Ahem! It's abundantly clear! You forgot us down here"

Ivy perky, confident, hotheaded, temperamental, romantic dark gray cat.

"Encore?" He pauses, "Uh, no encore?"

Down below two cats were opening up a create and digging the grave was Calvin "Freckle" Allen McMurray or freckle for short.

"Please, no. No, that's plenty"

"It's fine. We're fine"

"Eh, should I, eh, add a d-dance? Extra stanzas? There's more where that came from!"

"Please don't ruin musical theater for everyone"

Freckle is shown as a shy person and gets worked up about the situations he does

"I'm not sure lookouts are supposed to make such a ruckus anyway. Why don't you come down here and grab a shovel?"

"Alas, Miss Pepper. I was cursed, cursed with these spaghetti arms! So, I do what I can. I provide the a-!" He fell came crashing, his hat flew and landed in freckle's face.

" I provide the ambiance. Baby-Face provides the muscle. Look at him digging his way to martyrdom, the little go-getter!" He winks at his cousin, "Now, how about a little rhapsody in G minor for company?"

" Fine! If you're not going to help us work, you're going to have to double as the dirt rag"
But then a shovel hits wood.

"Rocky?"

"Ah!" He hands his violin to Ivy.

"I think I fou-"

"Is that it?" Freckle bats Rocky's tail away from his face.

"Well, if it isn't, we'll have some awkward explaining to do to the family of, uh..." he struggles to read a newspaper, "Herman Hapfamschfeel?"

"What was that? Did you hear something?"

"It's all these unresting spirits! We're trespassin' on their turf" he speaks over-the-top Irish accent, "But there's naught ye can do about it, ye feisty devils!"