Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130525015541/@comment-9087084-20130601220235

Logan's head was spinning. He hated that feeling. "Ow, ow, ow, ow ow! Jeez, this sucks..." Suddenly he remembered where he was. In the middle of the battlefield. "Crap!" he thought. Before he could scurry away, a hand grabbed him.

''"Oh man, I'm screwed! A trap? An enemy?" ''But the hand did nothing to harm him, and the cloaked being assumed it was friendly. Suddenly, the hand let go of him, and a voice began talking about some dragons.'' "Dragons? You see, this is why I should have brought popcorn!" he chided himself. A roaring sound iterrupted his thoughts. "Oh....that can't be good.....sounds like an ocean just got pissed."''

Logan got up and reached around until he grabbed the hands of his newfound ally. "Hey, I hear some roaring, and I think its a wave, or volcano, or maybe that taco guy I annoyed the other day. In any case, I suggest we run like chickens. Right about now preferably." Logan turned to run, only to stop in his tracks. "Er, maybe you should lead." he said, switching hand positions, so that now his ally was leading the way.'' "Man....they must think I'm a wuss or something...well I'd rather have my life, than my pride anyway...you know, considering there's a freaken battle going on and all....." ''