Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33863482-20180619203354/@comment-33672197-20180625202729

Zachary groaned loudly, maybe even a little too loudly, as he just about slammed his head on the desk. He instantly regretted this as his face smacked against the cold metal. Of fucking course... ''He had to return to this godforsaken place, only to instantly be locked in it with a bunch of insane killer robots. Better yet, the place had no lights... And he was alone.''

Snorting up some of the blood rush he had just triggered, Zach looked somewhat nervously across his desk, which had the scattered tools the guy on the speakers had mentioned. His main focus, however, was the notepad.

He cringed slightly reading over the multiple tasks he'd no doubt be forced to do. As much as he'd love to just sit here and do nothing for the entire night, he knew he couldn't stay here for long without all of them possibly ganging up on him. To this, Zach cursed profusely.