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Not to be rude or anything, but are you working on a Green Skull post?
"Beats me."
Francis skirted over the room once more. More masks seemed to have appeared since he got here. He could notice guys in various masks, balaclavas and helmets, some looking quite fancy while some seemed improvised, like they just put on something covering their face without changing out of their everyday clothing. Men seemed to outweigh the women in this turnout though. He thought to himself, Doesn't seem like women would be too interested in this line of work anyway. Too dangerous. Still though, he was happy that he wasn't the only one trying to clean up the streets of Champion city. He held onto his spear. His excitement had waned down slightly enough to start questioning whether this was a set up or not. He began to reassure himself, first mentally, then verbally as he said to Bo, "Even if this is a trap of some sort, I'm sure we can all take whoever set it up."
As if he believed that Bo was having these thoughts as well, which may or may not have been the case.
Suddenly, as Ninja appeared silently, The Friend was taken by surprise and tightened the grip on his spear further. he loosened it as Ninja made his introduction though, realizing that he was yet another vigilante.
"Didn't see you there, buddy." He stepped forward, touching a chair with his other hand. He turned the chair around, and casually sat in it with the back of the seat facing his chest. He pointed at himself with his thumb.
"You can call me 'The Friend'. I've been fighting crime with this baby since the Green Skull has." He moved his spear outwards, showing it off to Akara and the other vigilantes. His voice matched his mask almost perfectly at this point, a cocky, smirky tone that seemed to emit a carefree attitude.
"You may have also seen my face in alleyway walls around the city. You can say that's where I've been busy." He picked up a spray can from his right side and shook it.
Francis skirted over the room once more. More masks seemed to have appeared since he got here. He could notice guys in various masks, balaclavas and helmets, some looking quite fancy while some seemed improvised, like they just put on something covering their face without changing out of their everyday clothing. Men seemed to outweigh the women in this turnout though. He thought to himself, Doesn't seem like women would be too interested in this line of work anyway. Too dangerous. Still though, he was happy that he wasn't the only one trying to clean up the streets of Champion city. He held onto his spear. His excitement had waned down slightly enough to start questioning whether this was a set up or not. He began to reassure himself, first mentally, then verbally as he said to Bo, "Even if this is a trap of some sort, I'm sure we can all take whoever set it up."
As if he believed that Bo was having these thoughts as well, which may or may not have been the case.
Suddenly, as Ninja appeared silently, The Friend was taken by surprise and tightened the grip on his spear further. he loosened it as Ninja made his introduction though, realizing that he was yet another vigilante.
"Didn't see you there, buddy." He stepped forward, touching a chair with his other hand. He turned the chair around, and casually sat in it with the back of the seat facing his chest. He pointed at himself with his thumb.
"You can call me 'The Friend'. I've been fighting crime with this baby since the Green Skull has." He moved his spear outwards, showing it off to Akara and the other vigilantes. His voice matched his mask almost perfectly at this point, a cocky, smirky tone that seemed to emit a carefree attitude.
"You may have also seen my face in alleyway walls around the city. You can say that's where I've been busy." He picked up a spray can from his right side and shook it.
I-I Don't know! Please, let me go home to my family!
It's a crazy coincidence that Robin Williams passed away like the day after I created my character based on the Genie though :'(
No, I think Matt does.
((Wait I thought this was taking place at night?))
"Dude, he's the Green Skull. He's kind of a major deal."
Underneath his smiley faced mask Francis was giving off a disappointed stare, which Bo and Con would not be able to see, but would still be permeated by his body language. Crossed arms, tone of voice, head leaning slightly towards Alex, etc. He obviously did not take kindly to a fellow vigilante who was uneducated about the amazing work of the Green Skull. As immediately as he said this though, unclipped his spear from his back and held it with one hand while the other was outstretched.
"Anyway, I'm 'The Friend'. You may have heard about me. Or seen these in alleyways around the city."
He pointed at his chest and face with one hand in a devil horn gesture. He was referring to the smiley face symbol that he had spray painted around town in the two years he had spent crime fighting as The Friend.
"Dude, he's the Green Skull. He's kind of a major deal."
Underneath his smiley faced mask Francis was giving off a disappointed stare, which Bo and Con would not be able to see, but would still be permeated by his body language. Crossed arms, tone of voice, head leaning slightly towards Alex, etc. He obviously did not take kindly to a fellow vigilante who was uneducated about the amazing work of the Green Skull. As immediately as he said this though, unclipped his spear from his back and held it with one hand while the other was outstretched.
"Anyway, I'm 'The Friend'. You may have heard about me. Or seen these in alleyways around the city."
He pointed at his chest and face with one hand in a devil horn gesture. He was referring to the smiley face symbol that he had spray painted around town in the two years he had spent crime fighting as The Friend.
Francis looked on over at the awkward southern-accented kid trying to break these ice with the tough, chiseled vigilantes that seemed to take up the majority of the place. Deciding to live up to his name, The Friend approached Alex. He recognized Bo's costume but very vaguely, only seeing it appear in obscure newspaper articles in the middle of the newspaper. Glancing over the rest of the room as he approached, he couldn't really see any costumes that stood out as much as his own, obviously because nobody in their right mind would wear such a bright yellow outfit in a line of work where one may like to wait in the shadows before striking. As he approached Bo, he pat him on the shoulder.
"Hey, I've seen you around before... they call you 'Bu' or something, right?"
He extended his right hand towards Bo for a handshake, hoping that the smile on his mask would be reassuring to him, rather than frightening as it is to gangster filth.
"Hey, I've seen you around before... they call you 'Bu' or something, right?"
He extended his right hand towards Bo for a handshake, hoping that the smile on his mask would be reassuring to him, rather than frightening as it is to gangster filth.
I don't know, but here's the character sheet template if you want to create one.
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Sweet :D
I have the first IC Post, I'm sorry. Too excited! 
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