Mar 07, 2011 09:52
[Peace's room is awfully dark despite the barred window that is clearly not the source of the weird greenish hue to everything. There are two rows of gun and knife racks taking up most of the room; shelves of smashed junk hang on what are normally bare walls, though there is something oddly familiar about them to anyone who lived during or within 200 years after the 1940's; tacks and bits of red material caught underneath them suggest that something that had been on the wall had been hastily torn down. As for the wall monitor: it's been covered with a blanket.]
[Peace is holding up an old film projector with one hand while using the other to work the communicator]
Will smash outside.
Want to join?
f*ck you film projector,
entranceway: event,
thanks for bringing up bad memories