Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10320381-20160528050238/@comment-5426254-20160602175803

"Tell me something. What does the White Fang mean for you?"

The young boy scratched his head before he came up with an answer.

"Well, when I was younger, I was bullied a lot. But then I saw the White Fang on screen, and I realized that what they were doing was that they were standing up for the little guys like us. They gave us hope, when all we could do was pray for someone to make everyone better. They reminded us that we were capable of making a difference, even when the rest of the world treated us like pushovers. That's why I want to join them - to stand up for the little guys too!"

Carmine sadly nodded as he realized that the boy was too drawn in to the ideology. It would take a miracle to snap him out of it, what with the White Fang's impatient, violent methodology, that only served to alienate the peaceful Faunus and the humans - that reinforced negative stereotypes about themselves, and served to provide more excuses for the bigots to oppress them further.

And he knew all of this from his teammate Danica, who was an ex-member. He didn't need to stay long - he had enough information for one night. But first, he had a few more questions.

"Hey kid! What's your name?"

"It's Ranger. Ranger McNeill. I know, it's a silly name - the bullies used this as a reason -"

"Lemme ask you something, Ranger. Ever thought that once you joined, you become as bad as the bullies themselves?"

"Well that's odd. It shouldn't happen because we're doing the right thing."

"Okay then. See ya later - I gotta make a call."

"See ya soon, mister!"

As Carmine looked around, he saw Leila make the tired old cliché of going to the washroom to dodge the meeting.

''Seems like I'm not the only one in the wrong place at the wrong time. But how?''

He then turned to his Scroll and found an answer. --- As the guard noticed Carmine, he had his weapon at the ready.

"Hey! Where do ya think you're going?"

"Look, as much as I'd love to stay and watch, my friends and family are waiting for me. I've got homework to do, and I'm under a curfew. Tell ya what. How about you give me a memo for the next meeting, and I'll be sure to make up for tonight, m'kay?"