ITP - Mess Hall Post

[robocalypse]

[most people eat! Most people talk to one another]

[Casshern however is staring at his laptop which is showing him this]

... I didn't know such a thing existed...

Comments

[faildater]

Hmm. It does look nice, doesn't it?

[gothrumefirst]

[NINJAING INTO YOUR SPACE FROM BEHIND]

Ehhh! A guy who likes sweets? That's pretty rare these days!

[faildater]

[adfjsgdfkjsdgfskdfgsdf BACKING AWAY SEVERAL FEET]

[gothrumefirst]

... Geez, what's your problem? You act like you've never seen a cute girl before!

[playboys_bunny]

What a strange vision.

[robocalypse]

Vision?

[playboys_bunny]

Surely such a place cannot be real.

[robocalypse]

Why do you say that?

[legally_blond]

[option d: none of the above, which is to say sitting at a corner table and writing in a notebook. VERY STRANGE INDEED.]

[playboys_bunny]

[standing next to you calmly, waiting to see if you will ask her to join you]

[legally_blond]

[takes a few moments, but then he looks up]

--oh, Fräulein. It's good to see you again.

[playboys_bunny]

You as well, Klavier. Is all well?

[immelmahhhnn]

Casshern~ What is that?

[robocalypse]

Dio.

It appears to be a new world. Made from candy.

[immelmahhhnn]

Eeh? Is it real?

[robocalypse]

I don't know. Can it be real?

[mygodlyright]

[others LURK]

[and also possibly drink coffee or something]

[and sneer over at the laptop with the dumb song]

[psych_u_out]

Classic sneer, there. Very MIB with Max Payne tossed in.

[mygodlyright]

There's nothing bad about a classic.

[psych_u_out]

Did I say bad? My bad.