Futuristic Space 'Nam: General Communications

[Axel The Englishman]

Welp. Looks like Bravo's going for a walk.

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Goddamnit

 

[Axel The Englishman]

Encrypted , Pavan , MrBossMan and Historical Storyteller , if you lot are still here then it's time to mobilise.

 

[Axel The Englishman]

I'm hearing crickets.

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

I miss anything, I wasn't getting notifications

 

[Axel The Englishman]

Nothing. Well, I recently posted, by that's about it.

 

[Fuzz]

Hello?

 

[Axel The Englishman]

>A fog hangs in the air<

 

[Fuzz]

Alright, where the defibs

 

[Axel The Englishman]

>An old, weary sage appears just before you, cloak and everything<

Why hello, distant traveller. You seek the General Communications, of the Space 'Nam roleplay?

 

[Fuzz]

I... was part of this Roleplay... had to go for a couple weeks, then it died... can you point me towards the defibrillator?

 

[Axel The Englishman]

The defibrillators, yes... they have long remained dormant and unused. Though they had been used many a times, they could never truly revive the roleplay. What many had signed up for, only six had responded.

 

[Fuzz]

One could at least try?

 

[Yang Xiao Long]

Hey sorry bout that. Lost my phone, and computer caught fire. We want to keep going?