((Oh crap. I forgot to add something to James's CS. He has a pet snake that tries to follow him EVERYWHERE))
James sighed. That man's thoughts were a jumbled mess. It was like hearing the thoughts of a person with Dissociative Identity Disorder. It was so annoying. He stepped inside his new home, and looked around. He didn't bring too much with him. He looked through his bag. The disguise he used for superhero work....pet snake....wait, pet snake? Dammit. Must've followed him again. He sighed, and picked it up out of the bag. "I thought I told you not to follow me..." he said, before sighing. The snake just kind of slithered up to his shoulder and sat there. He wished his stupid pet snake wouldn't follow him everywhere. One of these days it's gonna get seriously hurt.
James sighed. That man's thoughts were a jumbled mess. It was like hearing the thoughts of a person with Dissociative Identity Disorder. It was so annoying. He stepped inside his new home, and looked around. He didn't bring too much with him. He looked through his bag. The disguise he used for superhero work....pet snake....wait, pet snake? Dammit. Must've followed him again. He sighed, and picked it up out of the bag. "I thought I told you not to follow me..." he said, before sighing. The snake just kind of slithered up to his shoulder and sat there. He wished his stupid pet snake wouldn't follow him everywhere. One of these days it's gonna get seriously hurt.