"Mnrf."
A good start.
Dragons picked himself up and did the usual morning-after-messy-night check. No broken bones, only a couple of scrapes, and not a traffic cone in sight. Lovely.
No bed though. In fact, no furniture of any description. What had he been-- oh, yeah. Not a dream then.
He waited for the realisation to set in. There was nothing useful that could be accomplished until that was out of the way.
Hmm. Nothing. Maybe he'd finally got himself a decent backbone, or possibly he'd just hit his head harder than he
"Aaaaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhhh!!"
Perhaps not.
A quick scan of his surroundings revealed little, short of a couple of defaced signposts and bits of hardware. Oh, and a few thousand dismembered corpses.
That meant the mods were out in force. Always a good thing, as long as you didn't anger one of them. Or annoy them slightly. Or indeed make them aware of your existence at all.
Erm.
Dragons' instincts told him the best direction to go would be to his left. He therefore turned 90° clockwise and started walking again.
He hadn't trusted those bloody instincts ever since that business with the cabbages and no power on this earth would make him complete that sentence.
A good start.
Dragons picked himself up and did the usual morning-after-messy-night check. No broken bones, only a couple of scrapes, and not a traffic cone in sight. Lovely.
No bed though. In fact, no furniture of any description. What had he been-- oh, yeah. Not a dream then.
He waited for the realisation to set in. There was nothing useful that could be accomplished until that was out of the way.
Hmm. Nothing. Maybe he'd finally got himself a decent backbone, or possibly he'd just hit his head harder than he
"Aaaaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhhh!!"
Perhaps not.
A quick scan of his surroundings revealed little, short of a couple of defaced signposts and bits of hardware. Oh, and a few thousand dismembered corpses.
That meant the mods were out in force. Always a good thing, as long as you didn't anger one of them. Or annoy them slightly. Or indeed make them aware of your existence at all.
Erm.
Dragons' instincts told him the best direction to go would be to his left. He therefore turned 90° clockwise and started walking again.
He hadn't trusted those bloody instincts ever since that business with the cabbages and no power on this earth would make him complete that sentence.
ill just keep as an iou in my back pocket of course mod squad is best!