God, this boat is fucked up. But in such a good way.

[An exhausted but clearly-delighted sigh transfers over the communicator along with a puff of static, the sound of Di Roy's light body thudding lethargically against the ground following suit. He cackles to himself a little.]

Flowers? A whole deck full of flowers? Ha~! You've gotta be kidding me, ( Read more... )