Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27050484-20161225135842/@comment-27661770-20161228181648

A crate went splintering. Several otherns next to it sat unopened. One was... floating, one seemed to have a badger in it, one had a red... robot thing, one had a crystalling crow in it, one held a small box, one held two men/animatornics with a crown each- one with a picture of Freddy on the crown and a red M on his black shirt, and a pink plastic mustache on his black-bearded face, and the other with a triple 7 on their crown ans a W on their shirt- one held... something, and one was empty. Broken, too.

Elsewhere, a green man stood, clothed in a golden suit that looked like a nightmare. He looked at the locket he kept, a reminder of who he fought Alison for. And another locket, this one a friends-themed one. In it was a picture of his "partner".

A fragment of said partner walked outside, eyes to the ground. He had been rethinking his life.