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[bobzearth42]

Y'know, that place with the people? Yeah, that place. Well, as usual, there were people there. They were doing people things. You know what I mean. If not, let your sick, perverted, or regular imaginations run free and make something up.

Among the people, a peculiar red-cloacked man walked the streets of this one place...

[top minion tails]

*And a normal or not so normal boy was walking as well*

[Exuro]

Exuro was casually walking down that one street, nomming that one kind of junk food.

[Macha]

What appears to be a very pretty (if rather blue) woman saunters past the red-cloaked man, parasol raised to block the sun.

[Ferus Astrum]

And that one lance-wielding dude walks down the street. But wait, where's his lance!?

[bobzearth42]

Those people seemed strange. As they went off doing whatever you made them do with your imagination, they completely ignored the people who were not generic people. Though, the red-cloacked man did seem to smirk as each passed by him...

[Exuro]

Exuro didn't much seem to notice the red-cloaked man. He was far too busy eating his noms.

[bobzearth42]

((*pelvic thrusts* 3:|════׀))

[Macha]

The "woman" glances over at Red Cloak, rolls his/her eyes, and hurries on, adjusting his parasol.