so a priest and a chief commander walk into a bar...
WHO: topsfrombottom, nearthebottom
WHERE: Porter room!
WHEN: RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
WARNINGS: ... uhh, none?
SUMMARY: Simon and Nia were ported in at the same time. Shenanigans ensue!
FORMAT: Lights, camera, action! Paragraph for the first post to set the mood.
“-Answer me!”
Simon glares at the computer that just deposited his communicator and tags. Why the Hell was he brought here all the sudden? He has other things to be doing right now, he doesn’t have time to play hero for someone else! Dammit! Dammit!
He quickly grabs the communicator along with the tags, and goes to make his way out. If the machine won’t answer him, he’ll just have to find someone else who will.
WHERE: Porter room!
WHEN: RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
WARNINGS: ... uhh, none?
SUMMARY: Simon and Nia were ported in at the same time. Shenanigans ensue!
FORMAT: Lights, camera, action! Paragraph for the first post to set the mood.
“-Answer me!”
Simon glares at the computer that just deposited his communicator and tags. Why the Hell was he brought here all the sudden? He has other things to be doing right now, he doesn’t have time to play hero for someone else! Dammit! Dammit!
He quickly grabs the communicator along with the tags, and goes to make his way out. If the machine won’t answer him, he’ll just have to find someone else who will.