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Contrary to Atlas' apparent belief, the mushroom does not, in fact, try to bite him when he picks it up. Nor does it electrocute him, or burn him, or feel all cold. All it does is sit there, in his hand, doing nothing.
Luigi slowly shook his head as he watched the mushroom. "Strange-a thing. Power mushrooms... well, they-a usually taste like regular mushrooms. But the other-a one that was with this-a one... I only got-a one bite before Mario started-a hogging it, but it was all... tangy." _________________
the new recruit Covert Gamer stands in the reception room of a nearly empty office bulding. His jacket is baring a "hello my name is..." sticker with Covert scribbled across it.
Covert: "helooooo...." _________________ THIS IS A SIGNATURE!
Walking through the doors, Smash Gamer looked around in marvel. He still can't believe he was chosen to join the Gamer Corps. He spotted another new Gamer recruit in the reception area.
As the two newbie Gamers dawdled around the Corps reception, another came in from the stairwell just nearby. She was a tall black woman, strapping, and she had a heavy-looking curved broadsword slung over her shoulder.
At first, Combat Gamer intended to just nod to each of those present in turn, and then be on her way. But, before she reached the door outside, she looked at the two Gamers in more detail. Recognising them - or, more correctly, failing to recognise them - she stopped right near the door, turned to face them properly again, and took up a neutral pose.
"I don't know you, so you two must be new here. I haven't heard of any new recruits... but that's not usually my job." Combat Gamer shared a glance with the receptionist, who just shrugged. "It doesn't seem like Silver's around, though, so I'll have to fill in for her. Don't worry, I'll be a more fun guide anyway." She nodded behind her, to the door. "I was just about to go handle an infestation of koopa troopers. Either of you interested in letting me show you the ropes?" _________________
after a moment of nervous silence: Covert speeks up. "umm... sure, why not." Not knowing what to expect from this new acquantence he introduces himself. "My name is Covert Gamer... or I guess just Covert..." he puts his hand to the back of his head nervously. After a moment he puts on a quick salute assuming that he could get in trouble for not following some kind of regulations. _________________ THIS IS A SIGNATURE!
"'Sure, why not'?" Combat Gamer turned to face Covert more fully, standing with her feet wide apart and her hands on her hips. Bandana or no, she peered right where Covert's eyes would be. "That's a pretty hasty response, there. Here you are, new Gamer, and someone walks in who could be a senior Gamer... or could just be someone who infiltrated, and felt like messing up the first newbie Gamers she found. I don't even wear the CG on anything more noticeable than my dogtags."
Rant done with, she slowly shook her head, a little bemused smile on her face. "You have to be careful as a Gamer. Don't worry, you'll learn." She turned around again, still looking over her shoulder, and kept going on her way to the door. "Well, whatever. Whoever's coming, come. I'm Combat Gamer, by the way. Don't call me 'Combat' - if you have to shorten it, call me Fighter." _________________
Covert felt like telling combat off about how the dog-tag was the first thing he noticed, about how his automap would have shown whether she had bad intent, that he had seen the gamerprofiles before actually signing up, but he didn't want to risk any demmerits this early on. he decided to continue calling her combat in his inner monoloug to sort of spite her without being noticed though.
(if the door had led to some hall or something:)
the new gamer marched along behing COMBAT not really knowing where the two were going, looking into rooms that were open enough to see, the strange art on the walls. his automap the only thing keeping him not confused about the labyrinth like office building known as Gamer Corps.
(if the door had been the front door, and led outside:)
Covert followed combat out the door a bit confused that they were heading out the door that they had just entered through, and curious as to what the rest of the Gamer Corps was like...
(...you should probably be more specific about the door... lol)
(also... BLARGH! DID IT AGAIN! >_<) _________________ THIS IS A SIGNATURE!
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(Out-of-character stuff should, for the sake of confusion, be kept either on the Roleplay Discussion board or in brackets like this.)
Combat Gamer laughed a little bit under her breath, though she didn't spare Covert another glance. "Careful with that aggression there, newbie. Any martial artist worth their salt can smell it coming off you... and that's not even getting into the crazy stuff that DR and Game Cards can do."
She beckoned one last time, peering over her shoulder at Smash Gamer. "Final boarding call, other newbie... if you're coming, you're coming. If you're not coming, enjoy waiting for Silver to get back from... wherever she's gone." _________________
covert sort of turned away, and felt kind of stupid for getting mad in the first place. he stood facing away for a while, then turned to look at smash wondering why he hadn't moved yet besides to greet him...
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