Maybe this team does stand a chance!
*adjusts glasses* Approximate probability of success is one in five hundred and sixty-nine million, three hundred and four thousand, nine hundred and ninety-one. Technically, this does qualify as a "chance."
Maybe this team does stand a chance!
@BCTheEntity The lack of spellcheck in Photoshop man ;_;
He busied himself trying to guess his cohorts' talents. Raptor girl and rabbit-in-a-hat were both confirmed. He assumed the rat's powers were just... being a rat. Which was cool. The scowling one probably had some sort of toxins in her skin or something, like one of those rainforest frogs. The one he'd smiled at, with her question about success, either came from a background of insurance agents or she had a non-combat power. Mr. Rock'em Sock'em arms had the ability to give himself a bloody nose, plus he got to have metal arms. He snickered.
And Gutter is now hiding under the table. Crowds of people and being in a lit up area worry him greatly.