Station of Names (RP Topic)

No.7 smiles. He likes the walls.

Ghartix waits for the door to open.

A slow ticking noise comes out from the door

@LTVmocs Thiura had been following them, she was reading her papper as she paid attention to what was being said, “Quick question is it obligatory to fight?” She asks.

Runa took a step back. “What’s that noise?”

“If you can find a way not to get into a fight.”

“You’ll see. The load times here aren’t that good.”

“Ok… Thanks.” She says finishing reading the piece of paper.

Ghartix continues to wait for the door to open.

The door slowly fades away leaving a thin almost clear piece of wood in place of the door. Mask boy walks through the wooden piece with it flushing around him.

Runa waits for a minute, then tries to follow. Load times?

Thiura follows.

He waits for everyone to pass through Guess no one is interested in small talk.

“And you are?” Thiura asks

Ghartix goes through the wood.

“Uh. Uh. Call me Clown. Because I don’t have a better alias.”

“Okay… Clown so you know a lot about this place, right?” She said

“Yeah, sure.”

“Right then might you be able to inform us why we’re here and what is going on?” She responded

“I couldn’t give you the why. Thats your scenario. This place is kinda a place where… People wait and climb up the ranks. Its kinda hard to explain the answers to those questions. This place means different things to everyone else.”

The door leads to a hallway filled with black curtains draping down from a tall ceiling.

Runa tries to look behind one of the curtains.