The locker door opened and dropped out a bedraggled, angry hag of a woman in a lab coat and a frankly fabulous hat.
"Why do we even have that lever?" she demanded to the air as she ripped off her goggles.
She glanced around the hallway. "And where am I?"
Yzma was back, and abusing the heck out italics. Look out, everyone.
[OOC: Open to anyone
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