[center][h1]Lyle McCog[/h1][/center]
[b]Level:[/b] 2
[b]Date/Time:[/b] September 1st, 5 PM
[b]Location:[/b] Mr. Gar's ==> Parking Lot
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Ebil Bunny] [@Lauder] [@Holy Soldier]
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As Clay began slowly walking away, Lyle nodded. Okay, it seemed the team could now go on the attack! Lyle stretched out as Tatsumaki took the lead, his round form jiggling as he took his stance to launch a fireball or something. He really wasn't paying attention honestly, but the distraction was well appreciated as Lyle's cannon dropped down onto his shoulder and the sight flipped out. 'Feliking, Level 4' it read. Dang, Tatsumaki was occupied with being fat and Clay couldn't pitch in, so they'd have to go all out here.

[color=f7941d]"Alright Feliking!"[/color] Lyle shouted, stepping forward to replace the cat-ified bouncer. [color=f7941d]"No more distractions, no more playing around, and no more-- what in the Gar is that sound?"[/color]

Turning around to face that shrill shriek, Lyle saw his lil' bro, manhandling Ms.DeVine! "That should be me!" Lyle shouted, unintentionally. As Clay chucked her, Lyle's extendable arm shot forward, going slightly past the cat-woman before wrapping around her lightly and pulling her back in. [color=f7941d]"Sorry about my brother Miss, he has some trouble with his inner predator. Not that I'm a predator! I've never had that problem it's just, yaknow he never knew our mom I guess she was the fox in the family and--"[/color]

Lyle continued rambling, cat in hand, leaving him wide open for an attack.