Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160109103643

(If you don't understand some characters, look here)

(6:30 AM, 11 January 2082, Suburbia)

The Terminator drives his Harley down the road. Normally, he would generate one made entirely out of hellfire. But now, it was only made of solidified lava - glistening obsidian - with a few power lines of liquid lava (Hey, wait, why lava? Shouldn't it be molten pepper? What's the difference?).

The reason why The Terminator's motorcycle was on safe mode? Well, look at the leather seat at the back...

Terminator: Well, Violet, Christmas break is over. School's up...But only for three months.

Marielle: I hope that things go right for you in there, Violet, because kindergar-zen (or kindergarden) is fun. Too bad you didn't experience any of that, honey.

Terminator: Well, what do you expect?! I emerged as a fully grown adult when I was born. I never experienced a childhood, mate. Not like I want one or need one, sweet.

(the bike goes ultrasonic & stops in front of a thin three-storey building)

Terminator: Ok, Violet.

Marielle: Go & have your fun while it lasts, darling!

Violet: Ok...Bye mom! Bye dad!

Terminator: Hasta La Vista, Babe!

Marielle: See you later, Violet! Mind dropping me near the market, hon? I need to find us some new food there.

Terminator: Very well then...THIS ROAD IS TERMINATED!!!

Marielle: Seriously hon...

("VROOOOOOOOOM!!!"...Yep, with that fiery trail, the road is terminated (don't worry, the road would heal in an hour...)...Meanwhile, Violet runs through the empty playground & inside the building, meeting the other earlycomers: Vincent, Gildia, MB3, her cousin Anneberg, & that other cute folding flower Stina)

Stina: I'm not cute! I'm handsome!

(Hehehe...Starting the day with a crack in the 4th wall...Welcome to Kindergarden, folks...) 