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Try to cook around it. It’s frustrating, but anything’s possible in Davi’s mind.

((True facts about my version of Django))

      Oh, great, it was.... her sister. She looked dramatically up at her older sister.  "Hello, sister, are chu here to fight for the love of EL TIGRE?" she cawed, her voice suddenly growing loud on the name of her crush.       She paused before speaking again, her voice back to its normal pitch, "With our wrist lazers?"

Django was running late. Literally. He knew he shouldn't have stayed up late, but he thought that robbing the arcade was a good idea. Unfortunately El Tigre managed to stop him, so Django stayed up all night taking care of his wounds. He at least remembered to put on his human disguise. A while back, he looked up an ancient spell that would allow the skeleton villain to be in a human disguise for as long as he wanted. Since then, he was attending Leone middle school to spy on Manny Rivera and his friends whilst learning more about the human world....well in as much as a 13 year old can learn. He knew he was pushing it, as Chakal did not accept being late, even if it was for a minute!! Django skid on the floor in order to make it into his Literature class!...only to have the door slammed on him... With a slow creek he walked on in, barely making it on time. "Young boy, what are you doing running into class late?" screeched the teacher. "Uhm...you know...trying to get a head in life.." Django said in his rather normal grumpy tone, sitting down in the back of the class. A nearly lonesome desk for the newbies.

https://www.dropbox.com/s/3vhvpxfrifir1is/El%20Tigre.zip?dl=0

† = How the character feels about murder Frida enjoys murder….. in horror films. In real life, she thinks murder is taking things a bit too far. Causing injuries or breaking bones? That’s fine. Taking someone’s life? Not okay.

           ❝Zoe Aves! ❞