#anonymoussniper

But, you know, what was seen was a huge tower in the middle of nowhere. He'd seen it after making his way through the forest the other day, that time he was too occupied with other things to even stop at it. Today he stood in front of the hulking frame, his two functional eyes darting over the structure, trying to figure out who, or what, was up there. 

He was sure he'd seen some form of movement up there, but he had no idea if it was human or not. Not to say it was a ghost or anything crazy, it was either a man, a woman, or one of those weird animal people he'd seen around - or just bats, birds, really there were a lot of logical options here. 

For now he had no idea how to approach this mystery, and it was really bugging him. He'd had the idea to throw a smoke bomb or two up there, but if this guy - thing, was hostile that might not bode too well for him in the long ron. 

So, having nothing else to do, he cupped his hands around his mouth, took in a big breath and projected his voice as loud as he could from the base of the tower. From the diaphragm, you can do this Conley. 

*mental telepathic waves of do it jean or so help me god*

*I am very close to breaking point it won't be long now SO GET SOME SLEEP*

synauglaw replied to your post:*it feels like his eyes are just aching to roll up...

We should fill the base with mustard gas. That would shut everyone up for a little while…

....Now there's a thought.

anonymous-sniper replied to your post:I WAS NOT VOCAL ABOUT MY APPRECIATION 

Quit your fussing and c’mere.