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Characters: ~~Bradley~~ 'Jay Brad' and class ~~and undoubtedly Kyle Hyde the Stalker~~
What: Espionage class
Where: A classroom~
When: Backdated to Tuesday September 30th
Rating: G

[Espionage class takes place (this week) in a medium-sized classroom with rows of individual desks. At the front of the room is a blackboard extending the length of the wall, and Bradley in a suit and sunglasses reminiscent of James Bond sitting on the edge of the teacher's desk. For those of you tuning in at home, subtitles have been provided to help with your understanding. Thank you.]

Welcome to Espionage. The purpose of this class is teaching you about methods of acquisition and transferral of information, while retaining your anonymity and thus, safety.

(Welcome to Shady Douchebaggery 101. Here I'll be teaching you how to safely learn and deliver information while preventing getting shot by your partner or random criminal organizations.)

Inside each of your desks you will find a numbered cube which has been secured shut. Until our next class, you are not allowed to open it.

(Inside each desk is a numbered box. Don't open the box.)

The interior of each box has been designated with a color that is indeterminable from the outside. Several faculty members have been equipped with information concerning the colors of each box. Should you choose to seek their assistance, there are two guidelines to follow: Questions with a yes or no answer are not allowed. Directly asking for the color of your box is also not allowed. For the next class, you are to determine what color is within your box, without looking inside. Any means short of bodily harm will be acceptable.

(The boxes have colors inside, but I'm not going to tell you what colors they are. Some of the teachers aside from me know which box has which color, but you can't ask any yes/no questions or directly ask for the color of your box. You can use any tactic that doesn't involve killing your classmates/teachers to get the information. Be ready to announce your conclusion next class.)

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*lurks around o boy!*

*What, Kyle? A stalker? Pffft, yeah right. He's just in the back ~~GLARING HOLES INTO BRADLEY'S HEAD~~ ~~stalking~~ watching what's going on in the class.*

So you don't feel left out, Mr. Hyde, there's a box for you in the next desk over. *Totally figured Kyle would be there*

~~WHAT NO~~ No thanks. I'm fine with being left out, Brad~~ley. ...Worst alias ever~~.

A small trash can rolls in through the door and behind one of the seats. It stands itself upright with a tad bit of hassle. The top raises slightly.

"H-hi, everyone."

The top is lowered and closes over the can once more.

*Snerks*

*whips the can with his tail to knock it over and make it sound like a gong*

*falls out*

P-please don't hurt me!

Hmmm...Maybe I will, maybe I won't. Depends.

What's yer name, mate?

Loid. Um, how about you?

*Pointing popgun at him*

Name's Fang, mate!

...What were ya doin' in the trash can? Communin' wit' the garbage? Or maybe ya jus' know yer trash an' wanted to go where ya belonged? HA!

I was just hiding from all the scary things in this school...

Like you...

Yer scared?! Oh, this is priceless!

I think...I feel like givin' ya somethin' to be really scared of!

Namely, me.

A-ahh!

*takes out the Sticky Machine, nervously twitching as if wondering whether or not to activate it*

...? Th' hell is that?

It's a Sticky Machine. It produces a substance that can immobilize living creatures by making them, er, sticky.

Pffft...Cute. No match fer a real weapon though. *Ocelot-esqe gun twirl*

Well, um, I do have a plasma beam, too, but... ~~the last time I used it I blew up a science lab~~ I don't like to use it unless I need to.

Right. Even if I thought you actually had one 'a those, you couldn't hit me with it anyhow!

'Sides, I bet you ain't enough of a man to use it! Nehheheheh!

Er, um.

*starts climbing back into garbage can*

No physical violence in the classroom, kid.

*smirks*

This'll be too easy.

*raises hand and wiggles it around, already excited for SPY ADVENTURES*

Who are the people that know about our boxes, Mr. Teacher?

More than one but less than six. You'll have to do some investigating if you want to know more, kiddo.

*quietly lingering in the back, trying to pay attention and process the instructions with his atrophied little brain.*

*Turns box over in hands*

Piece 'a cake, mate!

~~What puzzles aww~~

Hmm. This should be interesting.

Hmm... I think I know the easiest way to solve this!

~~Wait.. an invisibility potion will turn the inside invisible too. hmm....~~

*Already thinking what teachers he should ~~annoy~~ ask first*