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[virtualunknown]

[Cambot focuses on a curtain on the theatrical deck. MakubeX's voice can be heard.]

There's a 64% chance that this will work, a 23% chance that it will not, and a 13% chance that he won't call at all and this is a complete waste of time.

[MakubeX steps out... in a long wig, a dress, and some light makeup. (Makubette?)]

...and 90% certainty that I will regret this later.

((OOC: Yeah, he's not as busty-looking as in the icon. ^^;))

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[virtualunknown]

[Is getting suspicious, but...]

You gave me advice, remember?

[icanhastail]

[He will continue with this until you tell him or the Cambot to fuck off.]

Advice? You need no advice! The dazzling smile, the perfect hair! Everything is radiance!

[virtualunknown]

...[He tugs off the wig.]

[icanhastail]

[Yeah, that grin he's giving you now is total proof that he knew all along.]

You need so much help.

[virtualunknown]

...it was a good idea.

[icanhastail]

But terrible execution. You don't look like a girl, you look like someone who was the first to fall asleep drunk at the party and got all the pranks played on you.

[virtualunknown]

And you know this from experience?

[icanhastail]

I'm an actor. Our troupe does that sort of thing to the last person to wake up in the morning.

[virtualunknown]

Ah. ...of coruse.

[icanhastail]

If you're really serious about this, do you want some tips? No strings attached.

[virtualunknown]

If you don't mind.

[icanhastail]

It'll be easier in person. Hang on.

[And off he goes to the theatrical deck. It's his secondary haunt now.]

[virtualunknown]

...that was sarcasm.

((ooc: *covers again...*))