#fusecorps

((Yates is now open for questions!))

Red: Hello . . . #1254 here. RTL, Red, call me what you may. It's come to my attention that many of the experiments here have been making these so-called "blogs". Including failures. I'll have to see to as how they got a laptop. Anyways, apparently you can ask "questions" on these "blogs". The whole idea of this seems pointless, but I'll play along nonetheless. Anyways, if you feel the need to, you may ask me a question. The chances are that I'll answer.

Kip moved around in the air vents as best as she could. She wasn't exactly sure where she was going, but she decided she ought to fetch food earlier so decided to do so. To be honest, she was really started to rethink this. Plots and ideas of what could happen flew through her head as she attempted to clear her thoughts. Eventually, she succeeded and continued moving on, with the exception of shrieking quietly upon seeing a Joltic pass by every now and then. Oh, this was going to take a while, wasn't it?

Travis was hungry...he of course had a refrigerator....since he was the spoiled adopted son of Dr.Wily, he had more food then he needed...it looked all delicious..the fridge looked bigger on the inside...infact it looked like a hallway, Travis could even walk right into it!