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With his newly acquired gear, Greyscale grabbed a new pair of shoes from a shelf next to his bed. He switched out his current footwear for the grippier and more fresh pair.  He removed the tattered hoodie that he was wearing as well, and switched it for a nice, clean-cut one that was more tight fitting to his form. As well as switching his trousers, he donned a pair of just-barely-baggy pants. These were also nice and almost new.
A footlocker at the end of his bed drew his attention. The container now being opened, revealed a plastic bag full of spray paint cans, and stickers. The stickers were the rebellion logo. Greyscale snatched up a backpack from beside the foot locker, and stuffed the items inside, holding one can in his hand for use.  The graffiti artist moved over to his desk and grabbed a small sheet of plastic, the standard ID card, and headed out the door of the apartment, after thoroughly locking it.
Down the stairs and out the door, Greyscale ran. His legs pumping, just getting some feeling to them.  The streets branched out, and buildings reaching up and away, forging new paths for the rebel. He stopped at the corner of an intersection, and looked over his surroundings once more. After a moment of thought gathering, the gray clad figure took off down an alleyway. He pressed his feet to the wall and propelled himself up over a fencing that would have gotten in his way. Step by step and vault by vault, the runner traversed over the urban terrain. Every so often the vandal used the spraypaint to leave graffiti streaks over public buildings, such as small banks, and tax buildings. He sprayed over camera lenses whilst bounding from rooftop to rooftop, and spraying out a stylized "A" and "C" which almost formed an anarchy symbol. This was the logo for their rebellion movement, the Agency of the Citizens.

Description
With his newly acquired gear, Greyscale grabbed a new pair of shoes from a shelf next to his bed. He switched out his current footwear for the grippier and more fresh pair.  He removed the tattered hoodie that he was wearing as well, and switched it for a nice, clean-cut one that was more tight fitting to his form. As well as switching his trousers, he donned a pair of just-barely-baggy pants. These were also nice and almost new.
A footlocker at the end of his bed drew his attention. The container now being opened, revealed a plastic bag full of spray paint cans, and stickers. The stickers were the rebellion logo. Greyscale snatched up a backpack from beside the foot locker, and stuffed the items inside, holding one can in his hand for use.  The graffiti artist moved over to his desk and grabbed a small sheet of plastic, the standard ID card, and headed out the door of the apartment, after thoroughly locking it.
Down the stairs and out the door, Greyscale ran. His legs pumping, just getting some feeling to them.  The streets branched out, and buildings reaching up and away, forging new paths for the rebel. He stopped at the corner of an intersection, and looked over his surroundings once more. After a moment of thought gathering, the gray clad figure took off down an alleyway. He pressed his feet to the wall and propelled himself up over a fencing that would have gotten in his way. Step by step and vault by vault, the runner traversed over the urban terrain. Every so often the vandal used the spraypaint to leave graffiti streaks over public buildings, such as small banks, and tax buildings. He sprayed over camera lenses whilst bounding from rooftop to rooftop, and spraying out a stylized "A" and "C" which almost formed an anarchy symbol. This was the logo for their rebellion movement, the Agency of the Citizens.