[[You need to fix your sheet. Its weird that he's both stupid, and yet intelligent. Maybe change one to agility or something, and maybe consider a career change. You need to be someone computer wise, its more or less about making a character in this RP. Min/maxing and creating a character that's "needed" isn't required.]]
Duncan Miller, Detective
The guard snarls, "Listen guy, I don' know jackshit about whats going on. If you wanna play investigator ask someone who was actually near the leak." He then scratches his chrome dome, and then begins to wave you away. You notice the pilot getting closer towards you, "Why don' you ask him."
You can also see the guards confronting someone behind the pilot.
Michael, Mafioso
You notice that people are beginning to stare at you, and some of the security guards are nudging each other and pointing you out. You're starting to make a scene, and a few people nearby are moving seats away from you. Before you can turn back around to pace the floors, you feel someone grab your arm and jerk you back. "Hey pal' you alright?" You realize its one of the nearby guards, he looks pretty concerned.
Vi, The Poppill Sensation
You sway your hips at 110% sass levels, you fling open the bathroom door and raise your head high at the 150% sass level, and you lock the door with no sass. Its a lavish lavatory, marble sink top with assorted scents and flower pedals, a ornate mirror to gussy yourself up in, a black toilet with BUTTONS ON IT, real tile floors (non of that low-peasantry linoleum garbage), and a speaker that plays the latest pop hits... which happens to be you latest single. Its the perfect place to get a grip.
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