♘ | 037 | Castle Lobby | OPEN!
[Picture this, the grand stairwell of the RMS Titanic. Only less wet. And, most importantly, now in Paradisa. ...except it's always been there. Moving on!
Dick walks down one arm of the stairwell, humming to himself. He knows it's April 1st and having been in the castle for little over a year now, he knows what to expect but it's morning (or well. HIS morning. Which for most people commonly translates to AFTERNOONS) and Dick hasn't quite had his coffee yet.
So when he opens his mouth and starts to sing, it ain't no'ting.]
♪ There may be trouble ahead~
[Uuuntil he hits the plateau between flights and starts to frown in hopeless amusement. Oh, here we go.]
[OOC: Guys guys guys, he has the combined singing talents of Matt Bomer and NPH. DIS BATMAN CAN SING, YO!
See those tags, f*ck yeah you see those tags. Prepare yo'self for something of epic proportion.]
Dick walks down one arm of the stairwell, humming to himself. He knows it's April 1st and having been in the castle for little over a year now, he knows what to expect but it's morning (or well. HIS morning. Which for most people commonly translates to AFTERNOONS) and Dick hasn't quite had his coffee yet.
So when he opens his mouth and starts to sing, it ain't no'ting.]
♪ There may be trouble ahead~
[Uuuntil he hits the plateau between flights and starts to frown in hopeless amusement. Oh, here we go.]
[OOC: Guys guys guys, he has the combined singing talents of Matt Bomer and NPH. DIS BATMAN CAN SING, YO!
See those tags, f*ck yeah you see those tags. Prepare yo'self for something of epic proportion.]