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Cade huddled up under the blanket and read what he was given. It didn't seem all that hard. As a kid he liked playing batman with his brothers. He was always batman, Mikey got to be robin cause he was the baby and Blake always choose to be the Joker -- he had a thing for the villain and it beat chasing around invisible baddies. And since his favorite movies were always the old black and whites with his dad, Humphrey Bogart's Marlowe would be a good concept too.
That seemed to be step one down. Now to crafting the sentence.
Cade didn't want magic Batman didn't have any after all. So the important parts were the gadgets and the profession. Cade took out the template on his wallet and started drafting up the character. He wasn't sure he was doing it right. He leaned over and peeked at Anna's work. He seemed on the right track but he handed her his wallet, "How's this?"
"I'm going for a 50s Noir Batman from the streets."
That seemed to be step one down. Now to crafting the sentence.
Cade didn't want magic Batman didn't have any after all. So the important parts were the gadgets and the profession. Cade took out the template on his wallet and started drafting up the character. He wasn't sure he was doing it right. He leaned over and peeked at Anna's work. He seemed on the right track but he handed her his wallet, "How's this?"
Quote:Mick Steele is a [sarcastic] [human] [vigilante] who [tinkers in his secret bunker].
"I'm going for a 50s Noir Batman from the streets."