Do you have the time to listen to me whine?

You got questions? I'll try to answer them.
Got ideas? Ask away~
Constructive Criticism? Post~! (Screened comments. Not sure about IP, though...)

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... I refuse to take part in this game. I can't even see-- . . . Dont bother me-- I got traps. . . . Although this will beat bog fever. (Yes, he's got traps, and more likely than not has his goofy armor on. XD and more tricks and the like set up. Though alot of them were irrevesably damaged in the water and shark event.)

[Stork's obviously happy, and there's the sound of somdthing moving softly in the background.] There. Finished! My peepers are done! They can allow you to see in total darkness, aaand detect brain tumors. You can never be too certain...

[There's sound of water flying everywhere with a heavy sigh.]

No natural disasters, but there's water everywhere.

Ha. Almost like home. If only it was more rain and not so much flooding...

[He notices a dorsal fin, and theres another sigh.]

And sharks.

Oh joy.

Finding a place to stay. Yeah. That's a good place to start.

( Private to himself. (Hackable) )

Struck out is deleted.

{There's a long silence littered with a couple of sobs.}

My Condor... She's gone. Just gone. I just got her back too. This is most likely Master Cyclonis' idea... I'm doomed.

{Sobs again, and transmission ends}

HI. :D Mun Here. This is OOC, for comments and other stuff. :D

Stork RP only journal~