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[What's this? It appears a giant fireball is hurtling toward the middle of a cornfield, potentially scorching square yards upon square yards of fertile farmland! Oh, the humanity! Uh-oh, here it comes... aaaaaand...
FWOOSH! The fireball lands dramatically, but when the smoke clears, the cornfield is more or less intact. Instead, there is a man wearing a very... intricate costume, lying on his back and thoroughly dazed. He has absolutely no idea what just happened or where he is. Or why there's a manila folder resting comfortably on his chest.]
Unnngh... my head... ...Emma?
[He sits up, holding his head. He notices s scrap of paper on top of the folder that reads, "Mr. Summers: Your luggage is forthcoming. Please enjoy these alternative accommodations for the time being." That's when he sees just what he's wearing.]
Son of a--!
((OOC: Obligatory humiliating introduction post! Feel free to investigate, point and laugh, what have you.
EDIT: Out for a little while, but feel free to keep commenting. I'll pick it up when I'm back.))
FWOOSH! The fireball lands dramatically, but when the smoke clears, the cornfield is more or less intact. Instead, there is a man wearing a very... intricate costume, lying on his back and thoroughly dazed. He has absolutely no idea what just happened or where he is. Or why there's a manila folder resting comfortably on his chest.]
Unnngh... my head... ...Emma?
[He sits up, holding his head. He notices s scrap of paper on top of the folder that reads, "Mr. Summers: Your luggage is forthcoming. Please enjoy these alternative accommodations for the time being." That's when he sees just what he's wearing.]
Son of a--!
((OOC: Obligatory humiliating introduction post! Feel free to investigate, point and laugh, what have you.
EDIT: Out for a little while, but feel free to keep commenting. I'll pick it up when I'm back.))