Mischief and Mayhem Club, Meeting #4, Monday night, 11 pm, TA Lounge
In the darkness of night, the room was unlocked. The cloaks and masks were arranged in the antechamber, in preparation for the night's dark deeds.
Within, a lone figure stood in shadow at the front of the room. The stupid weather refused to provide lightning to illuminate him dramatically. Still, it was a pretty good effect all the same.
"Welcome, brethren," he intoned. "Welcome to our mischief night. Welcome to our plotting, our planning, our dark and secret scheming. Welcome all. Let us begin our dastardly work."
Within, a lone figure stood in shadow at the front of the room. The stupid weather refused to provide lightning to illuminate him dramatically. Still, it was a pretty good effect all the same.
"Welcome, brethren," he intoned. "Welcome to our mischief night. Welcome to our plotting, our planning, our dark and secret scheming. Welcome all. Let us begin our dastardly work."