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........ name. claudius
.......... gender. trans male
.......... which kit. right
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toadkind ........ ↞
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Extra One: Rain dribbles over the tall lip of the building and splatters across the kit beneath. He gives a small shake of his head, knocking off any droplets, and hurries along the street. There is absolutely no room for error this time, everything has to be performed perfectly. Dipping beneath an awning, he sweeps the street with his eyes. There aren’t a lot of people out today on account of the poor weather and warnings for later in the day. The blond peeks around a corner and peers around the shops where he spots a redheaded man no bigger than himself standing by his lonesome outside of some small retail chain. His eyes trail over his body; it's obvious the other isn't rich but he appears to be somewhat well off. He checks his watch. There's more than enough time to get in, get it done, and get out. He bounces on his feet and takes one breath, two breaths, three. Dashing hastily around the corner, his face twists into one of panic and desperation. His breathing becomes labored as Claudius stampedes towards the closest person he sees. He reaches out and grabs at their sleeve with a broken sob.
“Please! Please help me, sir, please help. My brother-- m-my brother, Louis, he’s hurt. He needs help, I'm begging you.” Choking and sobbing, the boy begins to tug the man back towards an alley. There are a few protests but he just cries harder and blubbers nonsensically. The two return to the sidewalks where Claudius came from not too long before. His boots splash
through dirty puddles as he crosses the road in a rush. A car beeps at them and tires screech as they narrowly evade being struck.
"Watch where you're going, kid! We have to get there in one piece," the stranger argues, his tone twinged with annoyance. After sliding through a cluttered alleyway Claudius stops with a choked gasp. He catches his breath before turning to face the stranger. What a foolish, trusting man. The ginger adopts an expression of confusion.
"Where's your brother?" No answer, just a step closer. The distance quickly dwindles and finally Claudius swings at the other. His fist nicks his jaw yet it doesn't appear to do much damage. Now a punch flies from the left and sends his victim sprawling upon the damp pavement. One more figure appears from behind dampened piles of cardboard and garbage. This boy is similar to the first yet has long, dark hair that hides the cold planes of his face.
"Wallet?" The unattached voice rings.
"Getting to it." Claudius snaps back, not appreciating the rush. He dips to his knees in the wet before digging in the pockets of his prey. His hand returns victorious with a fine leather wallet clutched firmly within his claws. A thick fold of bills is retrieved, the wallet discarded carelessly as the blond jams the money into his pocket. "See ya, carrot top."
With that they fade into the distance.
(500/500)
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Extra Two:
All writing in our forms was done by me and all art done was by my partner! Thank you so much for the opportunity to apply, good luck to all participants!