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Characters: Fawful and whoever's rather unlucky
Time: Daytime
Location: Just about anywhere around the school
Content: A tiny green kid infiltrates the school. Be wary.
Format: Starting in 3rd, do what suits ya.
Warnings: Insults and bad grammar
It was a relatively simple plan, in all honesty. Master Facilier and his unpleasant friend wanted to lure in young mutants, but neither could likely get too near the school without being particularly noticeable. But at their disposal lay a nice little advantage; someone who could, in his own way, quite well blend in at the school.
Fawful had experience sneaking about places. He had once been quite been plenty skilled at looking like he belonged and not particularly eye catching, though it had seemed that had ended when his skin turned a rather abnormal color. Here on these grounds, though, it served its purpose doubly well; no one could doubt he was a mutant. He was strange, yes, but that would just make the assumption that he was actually a student essentially automatic.
So here he was, simultaneously abnormal and perfectly expected, grinning bright and ready to plant a few lures into the midst of the student body.
Time: Daytime
Location: Just about anywhere around the school
Content: A tiny green kid infiltrates the school. Be wary.
Format: Starting in 3rd, do what suits ya.
Warnings: Insults and bad grammar
It was a relatively simple plan, in all honesty. Master Facilier and his unpleasant friend wanted to lure in young mutants, but neither could likely get too near the school without being particularly noticeable. But at their disposal lay a nice little advantage; someone who could, in his own way, quite well blend in at the school.
Fawful had experience sneaking about places. He had once been quite been plenty skilled at looking like he belonged and not particularly eye catching, though it had seemed that had ended when his skin turned a rather abnormal color. Here on these grounds, though, it served its purpose doubly well; no one could doubt he was a mutant. He was strange, yes, but that would just make the assumption that he was actually a student essentially automatic.
So here he was, simultaneously abnormal and perfectly expected, grinning bright and ready to plant a few lures into the midst of the student body.