baby when i roll i roll deep
"Whoa, whoa, OH SHIT! That's gonna hurt."
Out of nowhere, in the middle of what only a second ago was the silence of the empty agora, appears a man. A man dressed in only a pale pink bath towel knotted precariously around his waist. He's sprawled out on the ground as if he had dived (or been thrown) from a low height. Say, the height of your average front stoop of your average suburban house.
Now he's got road burn on his shoulder and gravel leaving little scratches on his face, and boy he's going to feel that next time he shaves. On the other hand, nobody's tried to set him on fire. Yet.
Denizens of Xanadu, meet Templeton Peck.
[ooc: As promised! Also, I know I owe tags from Tony but the part of my brain that lets me write intellectual stuff is still on hiatus, so have a Faceman instead. :D?]
Out of nowhere, in the middle of what only a second ago was the silence of the empty agora, appears a man. A man dressed in only a pale pink bath towel knotted precariously around his waist. He's sprawled out on the ground as if he had dived (or been thrown) from a low height. Say, the height of your average front stoop of your average suburban house.
Now he's got road burn on his shoulder and gravel leaving little scratches on his face, and boy he's going to feel that next time he shaves. On the other hand, nobody's tried to set him on fire. Yet.
Denizens of Xanadu, meet Templeton Peck.
[ooc: As promised! Also, I know I owe tags from Tony but the part of my brain that lets me write intellectual stuff is still on hiatus, so have a Faceman instead. :D?]