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Post by Master of Disguise on Jun 26, 2008 20:29:52 GMT -8
Maximillion was walking down the street, scanning everybody he walked past, for both their form and their clothes. He had just recently upgraded his watch to effect cloth as well, making his disguises much more believable. Soon, however, he lost his focus and tripped over a rock, landing at a guy's feet, in a new form due to the pressure on the watch from his fall. What form he was in was unknown to him, but he definately felt different.
(OOC: I'll let whoever joins decide what form)
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Post by Harold Hogan on Jun 26, 2008 21:27:11 GMT -8
Harold Hogan, or Happy as he was better known, was unable to catch the poor fellow. He had his hands rather full. Maximillion would find himself staring at a very nice pair of polished leather shoes. The man wearing them looked nothing short of a secret service officer. His dark brown hair slicked back as it always was, his blue eyes hidden by his dark sunglasses, looking awkward in the nice and perfectly pressed suit.
Happy cleared his throat "You alright, down there?" He questioned, somehow managing to shift the groceries all into one hand and offering the man at his feet a large knuckled hand with which to help him to his feet.
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Post by Master of Disguise on Jun 29, 2008 6:43:48 GMT -8
As he got up, he realized what he looked like, a nerdy, overweight man who probably spent all his time reading comic books and on those gawdawful internetroleplaying sites. "Y...Yeah." he said, brushing himself off. AS soon as he was done, his watch began to go off randomly, which caused his arm to twitch in the direction of Happy Hogan. His eyes widened and he said, "Sorry about that, my arm twitched." He held his arm down, and a bright flash of light enveloped them, causing Maximillion to hit the ground on his butt. Only this time, he was in his normal form. "Oops, well I guess my cat's out of the bag."
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