*Walks into the living room with a newspaper; wearing a bath robe*
*Yawn* "Hey, fellas. It says here that the DOW Jones is up by 4%. What's a---?" *Accidentally reaches max charge and fries the newspaper through contact*
"Frell...Here ya' go, [member="Pyro"]." *Tosses newspaper remains in the fireplace*
Surge walks over to the portable generator and grabs the electrical outlet, draining the majority of his combat energy reserves. He then walks by [member="Adrian"], thumping him on the back.
"Hello, brother Adrian. Set a new max bench yet? Let me know when you want to train in the dojo so that I can practice my localized electro...thingamiwhat on your skin again."
Surge walks by [member="Arctica"]. He starts to feel mildly nervous and his internal temperature begins to shift uncontrollably. His light blue cheeks turn light purple as he says, "H--hey, Arctica....*Thinks of something to say*...Do you want to build a snowman?"
Surge feels a very familiar presence on the back of his mind. Grabbing a broom, he pokes the handle repeatedly against the ceiling above him, making bumping noises for [member="Psycho "]to hear. He then spoke up loud enough for Psycho to hear him say, "Come down for breakfast, shadow buddy! We'll dim the lights for you if you come quickly! We're having bacon!"
He spoke out to no one in particular, "Where's [member="Luster"] and [member="Flos Mortem"]?"
(So, yeah. That's a small taste of RP that's in store for all of you.)
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