MY LITTLE PONIES & GOATS (WHO ARE FOOD FOR DRAGONS)

[soulping]

[ In this isolated chamber, there are enough chairs around the rickety, rotten wooden desk to seat everybody. Some sunlight streams through the boarded windows to give enough light. You have pencils, pens, some scrap paper to brainstorm with, and a formal test sheet to put your final answers on. ]

Comments

[dirtdevil]

[he's just going to give her a look.

a look that says "kill me."]

[moderndaywhitemage]

It's not that bad.

[dirtdevil]

[gurl please]

You're joking.

[moderndaywhitemage]

But it's true!

[dirtdevil]

You think this is an okay living space?

[moderndaywhitemage]

Not really.

[dirtdevil]

That's what I thought.

[how long till we can go back to our shining pristine dorm]

[moderndaywhitemage]

What?