#thenarratorsgalaxy

~~ Midnight was not having any sort of fun, not at all. Not when she’s been suddenly caged and knocked out only to wake up...still in a cage! She growled and snarled all she wanted, it still didn’t help her case. After some time though she resorted to sitting there fiddling with her clawed thumbs, attempting to find faults in the bars in the hopes she could file them down--but it was all in vein.

“I’m starting to wonder if it was a bad idea to eat that hot dog—“

“Why is that? What happened?”

@thenarratorsgalaxy

Para: (Screaming–)

Solomon strode across the command deck, overseeing the control crew. Atmospheric readings, weather patterns, geographic maps--the whole of the earth spanned out on the monitors. Routine housekeeping, as it was, remained necessary every day, despite no recent fluctuation in activity. For that, Solomon gratefully sipped at his coffee. Things always had the chance of turning on a dime and likewise, he appreciated every moment he could breathe a little.

"...Snrkkkkk-- HAHAHAHA--" ...Life, bursting into laughter is not answering the poor being's question--

@therainbeaubarberbabe​

"It's what you scream before you deck someone in the face as hard as you can."

One of these answers easily bode better for Eldrich than the other.