Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20180703235416/@comment-27661770-20180704220034

An arguably handsome man hits the floor grumpily.

"CHEF WHAT THE HELL THAT WAS MY BEAUTY SLEEP!!!!!!!"

A necklace pf some kind around his neck, he stood up to see the motley Crew and sighed, taking it in stride.

"...Okay, so no Chef. Probably means I'm a contestants somewhere noe. Hey, Duncan! You enjoy the tables turning?"

He grimaced and went to change into his usual.

His ears were ringing from that announcement.

The knife troll's in pain. The lightbulb man is vibrating.

"Is he ttying to break the filament?!"