- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Horror, Gore, Action, Adventure, Modern, Crossovers.
The Engineer stepped into the living room. His trigger finger eased upon his M98B Sniper Rifle's grasp, sighing - no monsters, no crazy-ass killers, and best of all - no Neebs_. He kicked off his boots, plopping them unceremoniously in the center, next to a white decor table, "Shit, well... this is different." God, he seriously needed a break from all this bullshit. The Battlefield Friend's brain switched from 'ALERT' to 'LAZY MODE' in an instant - plopping his ass against the plush couch to the left, feet crossed.
What a quaint living room you've walked into! Behind you is the door and the white computer room beyond that. Exits out of the living room are barred by the same void you'd seen before. Looking out the windows will give you a similar sight.
@Akibahara
He smirked, giggling at Bayonetta's comment about 'making love'; well, truth be told, here's a perfect environment! Ah, whatever. Maybe later. He examined his surroundings: Was there anything useful? Perhaps the TV could be flipped on?
@Mari
@Atomyk
@Everyone else