>>Our Time Has Come << Fantroll Fansession RP (OPEN)

[jaques]

OOC: yeah, once he was in his land he has some control.

[MettatonEX]

{{ooc: Hm. Interesting. I'll have to look into it some more.}}
DI: Well, Obviously
DI: I Was Simply Stating That The Odds Don't Seem TO BE IN Your Favor
DI: Almost Everyone IS Paired

[skarmoryking]

AU:You don't have to go BY my list.
AU:I could just be your SERvER.
AU:If you are done being wEIRD.

[jaques]

AT: It Is A cYcLe YoU tWiT?
AT: tHeRe Iss AlWaYss SSoMeOnE oN mY lEfT aNd RiGhT, pEr SSay.
AT: yEss FiNe
AT: lEtSS jUssT gEt SStArTeD..

[skarmoryking]

AU:Okay.
AU:Ready?

You put the server disc in your husktop and wait.

[jaques]

==>Antifa: do the thing
You put in disk and grin, ready for this. The leading screen comes up with the iconic green sectioned house. You're in.

[skarmoryking]

The screen shows a silly looking troll in his respiteblock. You notice the socks on the floor and you know what the first order of business is. A house shaped curser arranges the socks into a neat pile.

[jaques]

Antifa

You noticed the now neat pile of socks and freeze. Ah hell no. You freeze and fire a long moment you just just there glaring at the offensive pile of foot gloves. They're, to you, worse than the sight of a used bucket. You shudder at the thought of either of the things.

==> Get the matches
You hold out your hand and receive the matches you had in your modus.

==> Light one
Carefully removing one small sick, you Swipe over the tiny friction pass and watch the tip flair up.

==> show the socks who's boss
You throw the match into the pile along with five more matches your repeatedly light in a furious rage.

==> Let it burn
You watch with a demented grin on your lips.

[skarmoryking]

AU:Okay then.

You quickly put out the fire with a free object. It appears to be some thingamaruru called a cruxtruder. It seems like it won't be important. Ever.

[MettatonEX]

DI: So AU,
DI: Thoughts ON Being The Server Player?
DI: IS IT Easy?