Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3338841-20161228222313/@comment-26892768-20170108140447

- The Otherworld -

The Crow wakes up to the sound of hundreds of crows screeching and cawing.

"Ugh...what's all the excitement about?" Asks The Crow's right head.

"Must be another human." The left one guesses.

"Another one?" The Crow groans. "Why do these humans always walk straight to their death?"

"I have no idea, but let's see if we can figure where the human's going. We haven't had human in a long time."

And so, The Crow flies off, and as he follows the flock, he starts to sing about how boring and predictable his life has become, and how he wishes for some sort of change. And no one finds this out of place.