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[singmeundead]

[Filtered: Mogget]
[Vorpal's out in the neighborhood, guitar slung over her back, to look for a certain cat. Since that day in the park, after meeting Jane Smith, something's been on her mind and it's been bugging the hell out of her.]

Moooooggeeeet! Mogget! Here kitty, kitty!

...Yo, it's importan'!
[/Filtered]Attention kiddies, teachers, an' the

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[from_thesea]

What kinda talent contest?

[singmeundead]

Anythin' you can do -- juggle, sing, dance. Whatever.

[from_thesea]

..

Can I rocket-punch people?

[singmeundead]

...Yer gettin' good grades for the rest of the year, lil' man.

[miss_enma_ai]

A talent contest?

[singmeundead]

S'what Ah said.

[bell_bound]

[Mogget emerges from a nearby garden and stares at Vorpal.]

Yes?

[singmeundead]

Hey, there ya are!

Ah need yer help with somethin', if you're up fer it?

[bell_bound]

That depends what it is.

[singmeundead]

[She pauses to look up and down the street -- she has no illusions that they aren't being watched, at least by whatever is running this place, but she's making sure that the other poor souls brought here aren't around. It wouldn't do to have their cover blown.]

You 'member when Ah was playin' in the park? Well, somethin' funny happened with one of them drones an' Ah was hopin' you'd be willin' to follow her for me. It'd look less suspicious with you showin' up bein' fuzzy an' whatnot than me hangin' 'round a whole lot.

[badend_replay]

miii... I don't know if I'd be good enough for a talent contest nano desu... nyao...

[ unless bullying is a talent ]

[singmeundead]

What sorta things are you good at?

[vengeanceshota]

A talent contest? What kind of talents?

[singmeundead]

Anythin'! ...Includin' rocket-punchin', if ya feel up to it.

[vengeanceshota]

... Rocket punching?

[singmeundead]

That's what someone else is doin'. Didn' really think much to ask...