Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20190511224701/@comment-33528506-20190514133629

(Ok. We can start, then)

(We will start off with a morning shift)


 * A figure sat on a rather large stage, legs dangling off the edge. One clawed finger tapped the wood almost anxiously as the other hand held the figure's hat. 6:00 A.M had just passed... Now, he was waiting for the first guard of the day to unlock the doors and open the joint*

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 * Behind the curtains in what used to be Pirate's Cove, something hung off of a wall... Upon further investigation, it appeared to be a red-headed gentleman... Asleep*