Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150720212422

At first, Fritz was planning to head back to the apartment to change, but most of the stuff there was for laying low. Worn-out coats, ruffled t-shirts, ripped jeans, nothing even remotely respectable compared to the stuff here.

"Well, would you say we're like most people?" Fritz said to Azzie after hearing his story about Trigo. He smiled at how Trigo's words sounded an awful lot like Honara. Something told him the two should and would get along just fine.

Going through the combat suits the Cardamoms maintained reminded Fritz of his own formal wear. A three-piece set of steel gray trousers, vest, and tailcoat, natually made from the best materials Flagg Industries had to offer. "I don't suppose these things are also fire and acid proof? If not, I'd reccomend using that new partnership for some cheap upgrades." Eventually he did find one with good fit, all he needed now was a washroom to change.

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After the two logos passed, the usual disclaimer Fritz often tacked onto footage meant to be shown to audiences.

"Caution: the following footage was recorded by a highly-trained professional. Anyone else attempting to re-enact the contents of this video may face severe injury, legal reprocussions, heavy fines, and of course, death. Please do not try this at home or anywhere for that matter...or do. The gene pool is fully capable of cleaning itself."

And thus the film began with certain details blurred/bleeped out.