Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171218025815/@comment-26120744-20171219171637

Ulysses was in one of those futuristic, post-modern houses. Blueprints, anatomy charts, molecular diagrams and many other research papers were strewn about, in piles on tables and nailed to walls.

He lived alone on a hill, a fence and guards keeping people from just wandering in. It was for the best, really. No family, no friends, means nothing to do but work.

And he had a lot to do.