I'm sensing some serious Robstar Facking in this thread.
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I'm sensing some serious Robstar Facking in this thread.
And the dog ate your homework and your ID is in your other pants and you left your money at home, right? ;)
*In the empty ring in the auditorium of BITW...
The Classic City Saint and The Princess of Power stand in the ring's center. The lights are out, save for a few dim lights that only illuminate the ring itself. They stand... waiting. Anticipating. Ready.
Suddenly, the lights all come on with the sound of a distant switch being thrown. The Star Signs look up slowly at the same time...
And they know...
Sagittarius Blue: ... It's time.
Pisces Pink: HELL FUCKIN' YEAH.
*In the hidden surveillance room of BITW...
The one who is the twin brother of the Classic City Saint sits in the leather chair before the dozens and dozens of monitors that peek into every room, hallway and cranny of the building. Next to him stands Miss Fortune, analyzing the data on her all-purpose tablet. A message prompt appears on her screen, a deeply encoded encryption that only she understands. She looks up at the man in black sitting next to her, her ice-cold expression barely betraying the eager anticipation she feels. He knows what she is thinking without having to look up at her...
Archer Black: ... It's time.
Virgo Violet: Yes, it is. It's money, baby.