#galacticemperorsolaris

[skysteppe]

STATUS: EXTREMELY FUCKED UP STAIRCASE IT'S NOT LIKE A NORMAL STAIRCASE IT'S CURLY >>> new team assemble! @howlighte , @galacticemperorsolaris , @cardhearted

“Yikes.”

Yikes is right. He wasn’t even prepared to fight ghosts with his own team, now he’s gotta battle the ghoul realm with this guy, that kid, and Jack. Davaa’s deadpan exclamation of dread and frustration did little to portray he was actually perturbed. He was at least 2% perturbed.

The following deep sigh did more to get across the exhaustion. He scratched the back of his head, then craning his neck to survey his immediate surroundings. More tacky architecture. Super! 

Davaa cups his hands around his mouth as if about to shout. “YOOOOOO!” then he shouts. Just the three of them, and himself. “Huh. This sucks. Bet we're not even getting financial compensation, what if I develop a disease in 20 years?”

[rove-bogge]

Boba friends!

Starter for @galacticemperorsolaris ____ The current events were a nightmare for pretty much all members of Ignihyde. Removed from their safe nerdy introvert friendly dorm and forced into the general populace. Some even find themselves rooming with loud extroverted people or camping in tents out in the field. Rove was lucky…his roommate was someone he got along with at least. He was generally able to keep away from the drama of his new living space and even the lockdown was benefitting him somewhat with him being able to avoid going home to work on the weekends. Though the training for the upcoming mission was rough… Deeming himself worthy of a treat for his efforts. Currently in line to buy himself bubble tea, the flutter of the dark black shiny material in front of him caught his eye as he looked up, releasing in front of him was his upperclassmen. “Oh Solaris…” He shuffled slightly. “Didn’t think I would bump into you.” Both not far from the front of the line. The stern Ignihyde upper classmate suddenly makes Rove feel a bit unnerved.