Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160420125318/@comment-26988423-20160619012618

(Underground in MRF's lab, where it is oddly quiet)

(constant hammer striking against metal sound can be heard)

MRF: It's so quiet.

Elec: Well duh, half the population is sleeping.

MRF: True. *one more ding, then stops* Oh drat. I'm out of the thing. Can you go get more?

Elec: In this apocalypse? N-- *MRF ejects him out of the lab* Hey!

MRF: Don't you dare come back until you've found more!

Elec: ... *takes out walkie talkie* Beam Me Up.

(A space cadet appears)

Space Cadet: Brainz...

Elec: Wrong one... *shocks the Space Cadet to death* *takes out another walkie-talkie with the Smarty emblem on it* Beam Me Up! Actually, Hail-a-Copter might be faster.

(an icy fog trail moves over Suburbia and stops over Elec)

RT: In a hurry, right?

Elec: Well duh, there's an--

RT: Express it is then!

Elec: I do not like the sound of-- *zooms off*