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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5309379]Voss and Sanford's CS[/url]
[hider=Voss' Status][color=purple]Voss' Location:[/color]
LexCorp, Metropolis

[color=purple]Voss' Mood:[/color]
Plotting

[color=purple]Voss' Status:[/color]
Scratched up, but otherwise healthy

[color=purple]Voss' Inventory:[/color]
Curved Saber
A pair of Jakobs pistols

[color=purple]Voss' Mentions:[/color]
[@Thatguyinastore][@ProfSpacecakes][@SomeMekBoy][@RirisStride1][Whoever’s in the Tactical Team]
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[hider=Sanford's Status]Sanford's Location:
LexCorp, Metropolis

[color=gray]Sanford's Mood:[/color]
TEAMWORK MAKES THE DREAM WORK!!!!1!!

[color=gray]Sanford's Status:[/color]
Healthy

[color=gray]Sanford's Inventory:[/color]
A Meathook

[color=gray]Sanford's Mentions:[/color]
[@Thatguyinastore][@ProfSpacecakes][@SomeMekBoy][@RirisStride1][Whoever’s in the Information Team]
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Before Voss could get the chance to play with his watch, the others around him and Sanford began to wisely plan their method of defeating this aforementioned Superman. In time, members began to suggest dividing everyone into three teams: Information, Tactical, and Strike. Seems reasonable enough, thought Sanford. Establishing teams built around the expertise of its unique allies would be excellent for coordinating attacks, which would definitely be needed considering the threat level of their target. Sanford was digging the idea. Voss on the other hand…

The sea captain continued to fiddle with his watch. Technology was never really his forte - as you may expect from someone his age - so he never managed to figure out how to use it, much to his disappointment. He had intended to ditch the crew entirely using the watch, but now it seems like he has been forced to direct his attention toward the team-making. Delightful, I know. At least he believed that there was always time to figure things out later. In the meantime, he would try to get himself into the team that would reduce the time he would be preoccupied with something else. And he has just the team in mind when taking the time to observe who is going where.

[color=purple]“Ye ken huat?”[/color] The pirate interjected among the crowd as turned on his heel to face the Tactical Team. [color=purple]“Fine. I’ll lend me services t’ ye. I’m sure me military expertise oughta help ye out.”[/color] He marched his way toward the group, sliding his striped sleeve back down to conceal his watch. [color=purple]“‘Sides, it’s nay like I got nuthin’ better t’ do…”[/color]

[h1][color=yellow]VOSS JOINED THE TACTICAL TEAM![/color][/h1]

As for Sanford, the Strike Team interested him for obvious reasons. However, given the size of the group already, the grunt chose the next best option, where he would put his espionage skills to good work.

[color=gray]“Aheha! A lil’ birdie told me you need more crew! So I’m here. Move aside, bozos! It’s time to show the world what I'm made of!”[/color]

[h1][color=yellow]SANFORD JOINED THE INFORMATION TEAM![/color][/h1]

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